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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ᴀ ʜᴏᴘᴇʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴍᴀɴ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ ɪɴ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴀɪʀ. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⊰ ✴ ⊱ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ═════════ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴏ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ↻ + ♡

hmpf . . okay . . let's try it then .

and ill always be there supporting you !! BUT I WON'T EVEN TASTE THIS SATANIC CREATION FOR ONE BUCK

but that's a disgusting choice you have right there girl, im DISAPPOINTED .

that's not how i raised you

〝 Oh—! 〞 Only a sound of surprise popped out of his mouth . . . A long silent came to the atmosphere but Daddy Obito had to break it ! Or it would be too awkward for the two of them . . 〝 You look . . really beautiful. I'm proud of you. 〞 Oof— He did it. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀

〝 Oof. 〞

⠀⠀⠀〝 W—well . . thank you ? 〞 ⠀⠀⠀A slight and unusual blush crossed his face as he cleared his throat loudly, his hand hiding his mouth. ⠀⠀⠀〝 Even though I didn't ask you to do it . . 〞he said in a very low voice. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

The serious tension that was spreading around them suddenly stopped as this question seemed unexpectedly odd and obvious. 〝 E-Eh ? Seriously . . . ? Hmm, well, I guess the fastest way is to do it with a spoon. Don't you think ? 〞

Looks back at the male with a blank expression plastered on his face. 〝 Hmm . . Sure. I'm listening. 〞

〝 Ehh—? May I ask when and by who has this been decided ? 〞 Uh-oh . . He's acting cold.

〝 Yeah, definitely. 〞 Putting his hands in his pockets, the villain boss leaned his head back while he would give a long sigh to the smaller female. 〝 You're not afraid of being in front of the boss of the most dangerous organization in the world ? 〞

〝 Tsk. Yeah, I know. 〞 He could feel her eyes laying on his inexpressive gaze. And so, Obito approached her face closely so he could activate his Sharingan quirk. 〝 You're quite something, you know ? 〞

Obito went back to his usual indifferent and blank visage although a bead of sweat was streaming down his forehead. 〝 So what ? Are you proud of yourself for doing so ? I can be someone very emotional at times, you know. 〞

〝 W—whaaaAAAAAAT ??! 〞 Wow, he was surprisingly much nervous and angry looking than usual as the villain quickly looked to his left shoulder. 〝 T—there's nothing . . . Do you wish to die, miss . . . ? 〞

Looks back at the woman. 〝 . . . Yeah . . . ? Do I have something on my face or . . . ? 〞