Naruto Uchiha Rong Lin

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The larger the group, the more varied their strengths and weaknesses, which often left behind useful clues. All Rong Lin could do was follow these small bits of intelligence to locate the mission's target.

"Do you feel that Uchiha Rong Lin is different from others?" Haru Ame Yoru, who couldn’t contribute much during the journey, asked in a low voice.

"He is different."

Shimura Oto nodded. "Compared to his peers, he’s stronger, more composed, and his behavior doesn’t resemble that of a child at all. I wonder how he compares to Kakashi, whose fame resounds throughout Konoha!"

Though Kakashi had quite the reputation, he wasn’t particularly popular in school. He always kept people at arm's length, leading to few truly understanding him—most impressions were based on speculation.

"I feel like this mission was specially prepared for him. We’re practically useless here."

A girl’s intuition can be surprisingly accurate, and Haru Ame Yoru voiced her suspicions.

"Perhaps. But words like that should not be spoken aloud."

Shimura Oto frowned. It wasn’t just Haru Ame Yoru; even he shared this impression. However, such thoughts were best kept to oneself. Voicing them would cast doubt on the Hokage and the White Fang, inviting unnecessary trouble.

Every mission was reviewed by the Hokage before being issued, meaning the Third Hokage had personally gone over its contents. The White Fang then accepted it. Speaking against this process would essentially question the judgment of both the Hokage and the White Fang.

"Oh."

Haru Ame Yoru responded softly, her mood dampened. She didn’t want to feel this way, but watching her teammates work tirelessly while she remained helpless was maddening.

"We need to catch up with him."

Shimura Oto raised his hand to gently caress Haru Ame Yoru’s cheek, causing her face to flush as she let out a soft hum and fell silent.

Ah, the ultimate move—face-touching flirtation! Done right, it could charm anyone, male or female, potentially ending one’s single life. Done wrong, well, it might end with a black eye instead.

But were these two shamelessly flirting? Or shamelessly flirting? Or shamelessly flirting? Important things must be said three times!!!

Noticing their antics from behind, Rong Lin couldn’t help but recall a certain phrase. Clearing his throat, he said, "You two, this is mission time. If you want to get cozy, wait until tonight—I’ll pretend I didn’t see or hear anything."

"What?! What are you talking about?!"

"... ..."

Shimura Oto and Haru Ame Yoru’s faces turned bright red as they quickly separated, feeling awkward under Rong Lin’s amused gaze.

"I didn’t mean to interrupt," Rong Lin said with a smirk, "but you’ll have to stop your little love fest. I’ve found traces of the enemy."