A Curse Disguised As A Blessing (An Isekai Story)

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You dodged an attack, stepping to the side. Your hands behind your back, your eyes closed as you relied on your senses: scent, touch/vibration, sound, the changes in the atmosphere.

You raised your foot and kicked your opponent lightly, you heared a grunt of surprise from them. You opened your right eye, staring at him. Obito Uchiha, he was persistent as he wanted you as his training partner.

He was panting as he wiped away the sweat that slid down his face. You two have been doing this for only a few minutes yet he was already tired, does he even train well? His stamina is shit despite having a good endurance, he got in a stance, ready to go again.

"Half-blood!"

You blinked as you tilted your head to the side, looking over your shoulder. A boy in his early teens approached the both of you, he had a small scar over his cheek on the left side of his face. Little Obito scowled at the boy, he clenched his fist.

"What do you want Hiro? Were busy!"

"My business is with the half-blood not with you weakling"

Obito looked away angrily, he was pouting. The look on his face didn't sit well with you, you don't know why tho. You've only interacted with the boy during training, that's it. You would disappear after training, no clue where you are lurking about.

"My turn to spar with you, half-blood"

The boy, Hiro, said as he got in a stance, Obito looked at Hiro, upset. He was about to yell when you whistled at him, he looked at you with those onyx eyes. Those eyes that wasn't, hasn't been tainted by war. You closed your eyes as you tilted your head to the side, gesturing towards the patio where your bento was.

Normally you wouldn't make any lunch nor snacks but considering Obito has been hogging you during training and hasn't been taking well of himself, you made some. The boy's eyes sparkled in delight, already forgetting about Hiro as he bounded towards the patio like a golden retriever going to get his favorite snack.

Your gaze moved towards Hiro, you made no move to attack first. There was silence for a moment, Hiro sprung from his position before he disappeared. 'Body flicker, amusing but not enough', you thought as you looked up. Hiro got startled as he appeared on your right in a crouching position.

A bead of sweat slid down his face, you can hear his heart beat sped up. 'Oh? Looking a bit surprise, are we?' You couldn't help but raise a brow, using body flicker can be a good advantage over you considering you'll be a bit open to attacks. Hiro's flaw however was, his chakra flunctuates. The change in the air makes him easy to detect, nature chakra gets small disruptions if one's chakra is not kept in a good grip.

'He would be undetectable if he has better chakra control', you couldn't help but think. You on the other hand is still wondering if you have chakra or not, you would still make Fugaku jump on occassion and startle Mikoto because of your lack of presence. Which was why you wear a small bell that is on a pin you would put on your shirt, unless your infront of them, you wore the bell.

Hiro lunged backward before he disappeared again, its what they say practice makes perfect and Hiro needs practice on his chakra control. You raised your foot turning to your left and kicked Hiro in the face without holding back like you did with Obito.

Speaking of Obito, the boy was happily munching on the snacks on your bento. You were watching him from the corner of your eye while ignoring Hiro's pained yelps in the background as he held his bleeding nose, the scent of blood is making you hungry. You might as well finish the last Root that was trapped in your shadow, the last time you ate flesh was a few days ago.

"Eh? (N/n) where are you going? Are you going home now?"

Obito asked as he wiped his lips, he had already finished the bento as he looked at you. You gave him a nod as you took the empty bento from his hands and wrapped it in the handkerchief that laid beside him, the handkerchief was from Miruko. You wonder what she's been doing, you've been busy lately because of the training that was given to you.