I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

This seclusion-like life is actually quite comfortable.

Uchiha Obito's injury was too serious and he needed rest, and he couldn't be in a hurry. What's rare is that Uchiha Quanna was not in a hurry.

Perhaps it was because she made up her mind to wait for the insidious shopkeeper to make a move, and Quanna didn't want to be cursed back because of her emotional agitation, and then sat back in the wheelchair.

His attention was inexplicably shifted to the clansman who he had disliked before.

"Sharingan has only Ergouyu, and one is missing. Physical skills are not good, and ninjutsu is even worse. It is really not easy for you to survive the battlefield. Starting today, I will teach you ninjutsu personally!"

Uchiha Obito, who had just grown his internal organs under the torture of the potion, was shocked: "No, old ancestor! My intestines have just been repaired not long ago, what if they are burned through by the fire. And there--my Arms and legs are missing!"

Quan Nai's ancestor was extremely cold: "If the intestines are burnt, let the gentle big brother in your mouth make it up for you. Jie Yin's one hand is enough, and I didn't let you move your feet."

It was fine when I was too lazy to talk to this little ghost before, but the current ancestor still can't tolerate a useless Uchiha, and is determined to forcibly twist the little ghost to a normal level.

"Hahaha, Your Excellency Quan Nai is really strict, or are you just venting your dissatisfaction?"

A voice that I didn't want to hear appeared, it was the magician that Uchiha Izumi had always disliked.

Since the potion incident, the magician has been targeting him indistinctly, but intuition shows that the reason for the magician targeting him so much is not just that little festival.

Oh, and maybe—

Cyril is brushing the hair of a dear customer.

Uchiha's signature black hair is of good quality, but Quanna's hair is much softer than Obito's, and it doesn't get tangled when combed, which Cyril likes very much.

He also heard what the magician said, tied up the customer's smoother black hair, and said with a smile: "Obito, in fact, in terms of age, I am older than Mr. Uchiha Izuna, he is now... um , is far from the age of our ancestors."

——So sharp, this man.

He has fully grasped Uchiha Izuna's dissatisfaction with Obito children, and even, maybe even the magician's dissatisfaction with Uchiha Izuna...

However, there is no definite proof for the latter, so let's just pretend it doesn't.

"Ha ha."

Uchiha Izuna didn't interrupt, just said something salty: "It's too loose."

"Okay, I'll start again... Well, it's really smoothed out a lot. It seems that the newly developed conditioner works well."

Cyril once again tied the hair of the black-haired young man who was sitting still, his movements were nimble and he looked comfortable, which is really enviable——

Magician (inner voice): 'I don't envy, how could I be envious, I...Damn it!I'm really envious! '

Here, Obito Uchiha came out of the sadness of being proud of being so miserable. Hearing the words of the gentle big brother, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Hmm... Is Quan Nai's ancestor so young... Yes, the ancestor seems to have passed away very early, no wonder."

Before the "Old Ancestor" raised his eyebrows to clean him up, Obito was lucky enough to re-speak: "Okay, then, from now on, I will be called the old ancestor Quanna——'Uncle Quanna'!"

Cyril said to the customer: "You are several generations younger, congratulations!"

Uchiha Izumi: "...you all shut up."

Uncle Quan Nai was still too lazy to talk to them.

From this day on, Obito Uchiha learned ninjutsu from scratch, pain and happiness.

Perhaps it is because the body is basically equivalent to reshaping, and it is also affected by the effect of potions. Obito's chakra, which was not good before, suddenly increased sharply. Using ninjutsu is effortless and powerful.

He wasn't stupid in the first place, but his foundation was a bit weak, and he was neglected since he was a child.

Now that the foundation is up, and there is a dedicated and strict teacher, it will naturally change completely——

But the real change is a matter of the future.

At this stage, there is another important question.

"The potion for limb regeneration is different from that for organ restoration. It's my first time making it. I'm not sure. There may be sequelae. It's not a last resort, so I still don't use it for you."

Cyril touched the round and bald shoulders of the little boy with soil, and frowned, obviously falling into rather tricky deep thoughts.

Yes, until now, most of Uchiha Obito's body has recovered, but the right hand and right leg that were crushed into meat and even the bones were broken, still haven't been able to come back.

Although it is true that as Uchiha Quanna said, ninjutsu can be used without hands and feet, but it is still very inconvenient to move.

Cyril was wondering if he could find another way to solve this problem, so he listened to the magician who stared at Obito with his chin for a long time and said: "If you don't need to re-grow limbs and can accept prosthetic limbs instead, I can help .”

Uchiha Obito: "!"

Shocked, but after being shocked, he subconsciously resisted.

At this time, it happened to be during the war, and countless ninjas died on the battlefield, and there were also those who were lucky enough to return to the village with broken arms and hands.But after they were fitted with bulky and rough prosthetic limbs, not only could they no longer be ninjas, but their spirits would also be decadent.

Uchiha Obito has seen many such former ninjas, and was deeply impressed by their decadent state, so he doesn't want to become like that.

However, he looks like this...

"Hahaha, don't worry, the prosthesis I made is not the kind of useless scrap iron you think."

The magician smiled: "I used to make holy swords... ahem. The ones I made for you can be improved. The power is not so exaggerated, but it can be used as a weapon."

Uchiha Obito: "?!"

"For example, if the arm I made is installed, not only will it not hinder daily activities, but its strength is completely fine, and it will be easy to smash seven or eight floors of walls..."

"??!!"

"You can also turn into a light blade with a 'swish' when necessary. Well, the power is really average, that is, the level of cutting dozens of steel bars at will..."

"...God!!!"

Uchiha Obito's heart was already shaken when the magician's very alluring words came out, and when the "Blade of Light" came out, he immediately turned back excitedly.

"Yes! Grandpa! Please give me the prosthesis you made!"

Cyrillic:"……"

Uchiha Izumi: "..."

A certain magician who made a treasure with his bare hands, in order to deceive the innocent boy here, is really overkill and has spent all his time.

Of course, it doesn't rule out his dark mind of wanting to see admiration and gratitude from the eyes of his sweetheart (I don't know who he is).

"You are amazing, Mr. Gawain!"

The compliment came, and the magician was happy to hear it, but the name was not quite right, which made him happy and heartbroken.

"The process of making prosthetic limbs, if possible, can I watch it? This handmade artwork, their charm... I have no ability to resist at all. Also, regarding the holy sword you mentioned earlier, please ..."

"Ah, dear—Cyril. Of course it's all right! I'd love it more than anything."

These two people with different minds chatted in a superficially intimate manner.

Obito Uchiha was at a loss, still wondering in his heart, isn't the topic still on him, why the gentle big brother and the white-haired grandfather suddenly walked aside.

"that--"

Just shouted two words.

His mouth was covered by Uncle Quanna's face coldly.

"Don't make trouble, let me wait and see what the two of them want to do."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

(Uncle Quanna, aren’t your eyes blind?!)

The author has something to say: I feel like I am writing about the daily life of sand sculptures, um, it seems that this is the daily life of sand sculptures

I’m afraid it’s too much of a running account, because the previous ones are full of plots, so I write a little more on a daily basis. These four people are still very fun together.