“Especially Rin.” Uchiha Makoto said with a solemn expression, “Girls aren’t tight-lipped. If she accidentally lets it slip, the whole class will know.”
Obito thought of Rin’s gentle face and felt that Brother Makoto was right.
Rin was so kind-hearted that she definitely couldn’t keep a secret.
“Then I won’t tell anyone.” Obito clenched his fists, “I won’t even say it in my dreams!”
“Good brother.” Uchiha Makoto patted him, feeling touched.
Over the next few days, Uchiha Makoto continued his performance of “my eyes feel uncomfortable.”
From time to time, he rubbed his eyes, occasionally muttered “they feel a bit swollen again today,” and stared into the mirror for a long time.
Obito saw it all and was anxious inside.
He was suffering from holding it in, truly suffering.
It was like knowing a heaven-shaking secret but not being able to share it with anyone—that kind of agony.
Holding it in while eating, holding it in while training, and holding it in even while sleeping.
Finally, on the evening of the third day, he couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“Grandma.” Obito poked at the rice in his bowl, hesitating to speak, “I…”
“What’s wrong?” Obito’s grandmother was a kind old woman with gray hair and a constant smile on her face, “You’ve seemed preoccupied lately. Did you get bullied at school?”
“No.” Obito shook his head, “It’s… it’s about a friend.”
“A friend?” Grandmother put down her chopsticks, “What’s wrong with your friend?”
“It’s just…” Obito opened his mouth, then closed it again, “I can’t say.”
Grandmother smiled.
“If you can’t say it, then don’t.” She patted Obito’s head, “As a Ninja, you always have to learn to keep secrets, especially a friend’s secrets.”
Obito looked up at her.
“But Grandma, holding it in is so agonizing.”
“Even if it’s agonizing, you still have to hold it in,” Grandmother said.
“If you promised a friend something, you must fulfill it. This is the rule of a Ninja, and also the principle of being a human.”
Obito fell silent.
Looking at his grandmother’s cloudy yet gentle eyes, he suddenly understood something.
“Mn.” He nodded vigorously, “I understand.”
“It’s good that you understand.” Grandmother smiled, “Eat your food.”
Obito picked up his bowl and ate in large mouthfuls.
He had made up his mind.
Brother Makoto’s secret—even if he died, it would rot in his stomach.
He wouldn’t tell anyone, not even Rin.
One week later, at the training ground.
Uchiha Makoto looked at Obito, calculating the timing in his heart.
It was almost time.
Obito was already convinced beyond a doubt and felt that he could awaken his eyes at any moment.
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It was time.
“Obito.” Uchiha Makoto spoke, his voice solemn.
“Hm?” Obito was doing push-ups and raised his head upon hearing this.
“Do you think…” Uchiha Makoto pointed at his own eyes, “Have I already awakened my eyes?”
Obito froze for a moment, then suddenly leaped up.
“Definitely!” He said excitedly, “Brother Makoto, your eyes have been itching for a week. The Sharingan is definitely coming out.”
“Since you said you awakened your eyes, I absolutely believe you can awaken them!”
Uchiha Makoto looked at him and chanted silently in his heart:
[Lie Becomes Reality, activate.]
[Target: Obito.]
[Lie: I have already awakened my eyes.]
[Trust level: 100%.]
[Materialization degree: 80%]
[Materialization begins.]
The next second, Uchiha Makoto felt a surge of heat in his eyes.
It wasn’t the heat of an inflammation, but rather the heat of… something burning.
Knowing what was happening, Uchiha Makoto immediately pretended to tidy his Ninja tool pouch and lowered his head.
Obito didn’t suspect anything either and went back to his own business.
Chakra.
A massive amount of Chakra surged into both eyes, swirling within the eyeballs, then slowly settling, condensing, and finally—
“Hum—”
The world in front of Uchiha Makoto changed.
Not daring to look up, he gazed at the turf on the ground.
The colors were more vibrant.
The details were sharper.
Is this… the single tomoe Sharingan?
Uchiha Makoto blinked.
The world before him returned to normal.
But he knew that those eyes were no longer the same.
“Brother Makoto?” Obito asked cautiously, “What’s wrong?”
Uchiha Makoto snapped back to his senses and quickly rubbed his eyes.
“It’s nothing,” he said, “I just felt a bit dazzled for a second.”
“Dazzled?” Obito leaned in, “Did you really awaken your eyes?”
“Awaken what eyes.” Uchiha Makoto pushed his face away, “I’m just tired from training. Right, I’ve been pondering a new jutsu lately. Do you want to hear about it?”
“A new jutsu?” Obito’s eyes lit up, “What new jutsu?”
“A jutsu to step on air.”
“Step on air?” Obito was dazed, “How do you step on air?”
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“It’s like…” Uchiha Makoto thought for a moment, “Concentrate Chakra on the soles of your feet, then burst it instantly to create a reaction force. Theoretically, as long as you have enough Chakra and step fast enough, you can walk in the air.”
Uchiha Makoto directly explained the entire principle of Moonwalk.
“Walking… in the air?” Obito imagined the scene, his eyes shining even brighter, “Isn’t that just flying?”
“Pretty much,” Uchiha Makoto said, “but I can’t do it yet. This jutsu is still in the development stage.”
Having the precedent of Tekkai, Obito felt that as long as they gave Makoto time, he would definitely be able to develop this new skill.
“That’s still amazing!” Obito excitedly circled around Uchiha Makoto, “Brother Makoto, you’re truly a genius! Tekkai and this too! How do you think of these things?”
“I just… suddenly thought of it,” Uchiha Makoto replied vaguely.
The night’s training ended.
Watching Obito’s retreating back,
Perfect.
Uchiha Makoto felt quite pleased inside.
Single tomoe Sharingan acquired.
The groundwork for Moonwalk was also laid.
Next was to slowly “master” Moonwalk, and then start the next lie.
Training finished, Uchiha Makoto parted ways with Obito and leisurely walked home.
Walking halfway, his footsteps paused.
That feeling came again—someone was watching him.
Not looking blatantly, but hiding in the dark, staring like a snake.
Uchiha Makoto didn’t turn back and continued walking forward, but inside he was already cursing.
“Danzo, you old schemer, you really sent people to keep an eye on me.”
He had a hunch long ago.
After all, his current persona was that of an Uchiha genius.
Although he had been keeping a low profile, he knew that the higher-ups in Konoha would definitely react.
He just didn’t expect it to come so fast and stare so closely.
Uchiha Makoto quickened his pace and turned into the Uchiha Clan land.
As soon as he entered the clan land, that feeling of being monitored disappeared.
As expected.
In the territory of the Uchiha Clan, even Danzo wouldn’t dare send people in casually.
At least not openly.
Uchiha Makoto let out a sigh of relief, but the string in his heart didn’t relax.
He knew that he was now considered under “close attention.”
“I deliberately lowered my head when I awakened my eyes just now, so they shouldn’t be able to see!”
“I must find a chance to kill Danzo and Hiruzen Sarutobi in the future, otherwise there will be no good days for me as an Uchiha.”
Uchiha Makoto shook his head, “Right now, I must keep a low profile. Keeping a low profile is the ultimate truth.”