Naruto: I, Uchiha Obito, will never be a slave

Perhaps, these children also regard Obito as a similar person.

Although Obito's clothes and personality seemed a bit weird to them, there was still a hint of kindness in the tone of their words to Obito.

At this time, in a small circle surrounded by more than a dozen people, Kiyone stood in the center, singing a song that Obito had never heard before.

It is said that this is a little show proposed by Qingyin to cheer up.

Qingyin's original intention was for everyone to perform, but as a result, these children kept singing the same song that Qingyin taught before, which seemed very boring.

When it was Qingyin's turn, she sang a song that none of the children had heard, and she got out of hand...

To be honest, Obito felt that the voiceless singing was not pleasant, and even a little unpleasant.

It's like listening to a new song and singing along.

No, Qingyin's singing should be better than this, at least she didn't stutter...

Obito didn't know what the song Kiyone sang originally sounded like.

However, he can be sure that Qingyin is out of tune quite seriously.

However, Obito didn't say anything when he saw most of the children looking at her and listening to her singing with serious expressions.

Obito felt a little bored, even tortured.

He glanced at the barbecue grill casually. The fire was a bit low, and he estimated that it would take a long time to cook.

If a big fireball is fired at this time, it may be much faster...

Obito looked away and turned to look at Kazuto Iwagami next to him in boredom.

Perhaps because the two were about the same age, after a simple exchange, Kazuto Iwagami became a lot more friendly with Obito, and they were considered familiar with each other.

Kazuto Iwagami may seem carefree on the surface, but his personality is actually a bit introverted.

This is very similar to Obito from before.

At this time, Obito discovered that this guy did not listen to the voiceless singing seriously, but instead glanced diagonally across from him from time to time.

Obito followed his gaze and found that a girl of about the same age diagonally opposite her was also looking this way from time to time.

After noticing Obito's gaze, the girl immediately turned her head and pretended to listen carefully to Qingyin's singing.

"What, do you like this person?"

Seeing Iwagami Kazuto still looking lost in thought, Obito poked his head in and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense!"

Iwagami Kazuto, who was doing some small tricks, heard Obito's words and was so frightened that his body suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly whispered to Obito.

Obito smiled.

Although Kazuto Iwagami is about the same age as Obito, in Obito's eyes, he is actually more like a child.

"Really? Then I'll tell her later that you don't like her!" Obito showed a harmless smile to Iwagami Kazuto.

"No, no, no, no, oh, what are you going to do?" Kazuto Iwagami suppressed his voice, grabbed Obito's leg, and almost jumped up in excitement.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, she's looking at you..."

Kazuto Iwagami hurriedly stopped what he was doing and looked in the direction of the girl.

After realizing that Obito was lying to him, he grinned and slapped Obito on the calf: "Kenji, you guy..."

Perhaps his movements were a little too big and attracted the attention of Dango on the other side of Obito.

"Brother Kazuto, what are you doing?"

Tuanzi's voice was not deliberately lowered, and it seemed very loud among the clear singing.

In the blink of an eye, everyone's eyes were focused on Iwagami Kazuto and Obito.

"No...no...nothing happened." Facing everyone's gaze, Kazuto lowered his head in fear.

At this moment, Qingyin's singing suddenly stopped.

"Okay, I'm done singing..."

Before Qingyin finished speaking, several children immediately shouted:

"Sister Qingyin, let's play another song!"

"Yes, Sister Qingyin sings so beautifully!"

...............

Qingyin smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Okay, it really won't work this time. I have already sung six songs. We should move on to the next step..."

"Wait, wait a minute!" Kazuto Iwagami suddenly stood up and said.

When the surrounding eyes focused on him again, he shrank his head in fear, but still said nervously:

"Xianji...since he has joined us...then...then he also wants to sing a song!"

As he talked about the latter part, he became braver: "Although Xian'er has just arrived, he is still one of us. We can't leave him behind, right?"

After listening to Kazuto's words, the people around him began to become noisy, some were supportive, some were encouraging, some were worried, and some were silent.

Obito glanced at Kazuto Iwagami with some dissatisfaction.

Originally, Obito planned to have a meal, pack up and leave.

He really had no interest in such a performance and had no intention of participating.

But at this time, Kazuto Iwagami insisted on dragging Obito out to perform a song, which made Obito feel a little puzzled.

"Sister Qingyin, let's forget it this time. Xianji has just arrived, so he probably hasn't learned singing before! How about we..."

Seeing Obito's silent expression, a girl around 13 years old suggested kindly.

However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Iwagami Kazuto:

"No, we can't leave him out even if he can't sing. He's my brother. If he can't sing, I can sing for him! Anyway, we can't leave him out!"

Obito glanced at Kazuto Iwagami with disgust.

Are you trying to show off by stepping on yourself? And you call yourself a brother? Who is your brother?

No one in Iwagami Kazuto noticed Obito's gaze. At this time, he looked at Kiyone excitedly, waiting for her to make a decision.

"Kenji, can you sing?" Qingyin hesitated for a moment, signaled everyone to quiet down, and asked Obito.

"I... don't... uh... know a little bit!"

Obito noticed that after he finished speaking, the other children had expressions of anticipation on their faces.

Only Kazuto Iwagami had a look of disappointment on his face.

Can Obito sing?

Yes, but as he said, only a little.

In his previous life, he only won the national singing competition once.

Just once, it's not world-class...it's really a bit embarrassing.

Under the gaze of everyone, Obito walked to the center of the circle in a daze.

The children all became quiet, and their eyes were focused on Obito.

"Xianji, what are you going to sing?" Qingyin asked curiously.

"I don't know either, I'll just sing a few lines!" Obito replied casually.

"Well, okay, come on!"

Following Qingyin's words of encouragement, cheers from other children followed.

"come on!"

"Brother Xian'er, you can do it!"

"It's okay, no matter how well you sing, I will applaud you!"

..............

Obito smiled softly.

The scene slowly became quiet, and the children around him looked at Obito seriously, with expectations on their faces.

Facing the gazes from around him, Obito thought for a while, and suddenly a song came to mind.

After a little preparation, Obito spoke:

"In the Warring States Period, there was no..."

And just after Obito finished singing the first line, he suddenly noticed that the expectant eyes of a girl about 12 years old sitting in front of him suddenly became dull and dull.

The girl had an expression of disbelief, as if she had heard the best music in the world and seen the most beautiful sights in the world.

However, there was a hint of despair in her eyes.

Obito was all too familiar with this look.

It's the kind of pain and helplessness you feel when the thing you cherish the most and are the most proud of is being destroyed.

It's as if you have taken out the most precious thing, but it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of others, and you even feel humiliated by being disliked.

Facing the sudden change in the girl's strange eyes, Obito's second line of lyrics got stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

Obito realized that the song he sang was very nice.

It’s great to hear, and it may lead these people to see a new world.

And this was just a thing that had no impact on Obito, who was about to leave after eating.

But for these children who have never heard real music, it is a very cruel thing...