Naruto: This Uchiha is too innocent.

Three days have passed since he said goodbye to Konan. These three days have been monotonous for Uchiha Sora, as if he's returned to the past.

Training in the morning, strolling around in the afternoon, training again in the evening.

Until today, with the arrival of the Lunar New Year,

Winter has been here for a long time now, and the streets are covered in snow, giving the village a white coat. Early in the morning, Zhishui dragged him outside to sweep the snow.

To be honest, I don't agree with Uchiha Sora using the old method to clear snow when he is a ninja. He could have just used a Great Fireball Jutsu to clear the snow in the yard, but he insisted on shoveling it bit by bit with a shovel, which was laborious and thankless.

However, seeing that Shisui was in high spirits, he didn't say anything. He still doted on his younger brother, so since Shisui liked it, he would comply.

Soon, the snow that had accumulated overnight was cleared away. He opened the door to let in fresh air, and at a glance, he could see that every household on the street was shoveling snow outside their doors.

Some people were enjoying themselves, some were complaining, and some were crying. The latter was a little kid of eleven or twelve years old, probably forced out to shovel snow by his parents.

"Hey, there's still a lot over there!" Uchiha Sora shouted at the child, pointing to a pile of snow. The child glanced at it and cried even louder.

In a great mood

A cold wind blew in, rushing into his clothes through his collar. He shivered and pulled up his collar.

He greeted Zhishui, then stepped out of the door and headed towards the market.

There were very few people on the streets; sometimes you would only encounter one passerby every ten minutes, and they were all in a hurry. The shops were still not open. Uchiha Sora said that if they hadn't opened for so long, they were probably going to go out of business.

However, as they approached the market, the number of pedestrians increased. Many recognized Uchiha Sora and greeted him, which he returned in kind.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will be the next clan chief. When the clan members greet him, he should naturally respond. Otherwise, what if word gets out that he is a grumpy person?

"Kong, why are you at the market today? Where's your mother?"

"My mother is resting, so I'll cook today."

"Oh, what a good child. I wish my child was half as good as you."

Uchiha Sora smiled. He was used to this kind of respectful waiting. In the eyes of his clansmen, he was the perfect child: from a wealthy family, promising at a young age, excellent in every way, and without a single flaw.

If there's any downside, it's probably that the addition of the Dark Division made them somewhat uneasy, but the clan leader has explained it and accepted it.

As for why Uchiha Sora came to the market, it was naturally for today's hot pot. As mentioned a few days ago, on New Year's Day, the village might lack a festive atmosphere, but everyone getting together for a hot pot meal was a wonderful thing.

His purpose this time was to purchase food.

Arriving at a shop, he called out into it.

Soon, an elderly woman came out from inside, her face full of kindness and amiability.

"It's empty. What would you like?"

"Grandma, I'd like some beef, lamb, shrimp, and some vegetables," Uchiha Sora said.

These are all common ingredients for hot pot, considered simple food. More refined items like beef rolls, lamb rolls, meatballs, and shrimp are naturally not available here; he'll have to make them himself when he gets back.

"Mother-in-law, please take more; there are many people at home today."

"Okay."

Soon, the necessary ingredients were packed into bags and delivered to Uchiha Sora.

"That'll be two hundred and sixteen taels in total," the old woman said gently.

Uchiha Sora nodded. Compared to explosive tags, food wasn't expensive. It's just that the price would skyrocket as long as it was associated with murder.

"Thank you, Grandma," he said, reaching into his pocket.

Frozen,

His pockets were empty; he then realized he was broke and had forgotten to ask his mother for money. Looking at the bag full of meat in his hands, he felt a little embarrassed.

His mother-in-law noticed his embarrassment and smiled. "Did you forget to bring your money?"

"Uh, yes."

"It's alright, I'll give it to you next time." The old woman squinted, her cloudy eyes filled with gentleness.

"Thank you, Granny. I will give the money to Obito today." Uchiha Sora thanked her without any hesitation.

Yes, the old woman in front of me is Obito's grandmother, and this shop is also run by her.

Since losing his parents, Obito has lived with his grandmother. The old lady has a hard life, so they always buy their groceries from this store.

"By the way, Grandma, where's Obito?" he asked.

"My dear grandson, he went out to play early this morning," the grandmother said with a smile, her mood clearly brightening at the mention of Obito.

To others, Obito was a loser, but to her, he was her proudest grandson, and they had a very deep bond.

Otherwise, Obito, after turning to the dark side, wouldn't have returned to Konoha every year to visit his grandmother's grave.

As for Obito going out to play? He didn't need to think to know that Obito went to see Rin. What a simp, he ended up with nothing.

After saying goodbye to his mother-in-law, Uchiha Sora carried the groceries home. All the way, that lingering gaze remained fixed on him. He sighed softly.

I don't know which genius is it, but they've been sending people to keep an eye on him every day. Even though it doesn't have any real impact, it's really annoying to have flies buzzing in his ear all the time.

back home,

Uchiha Sora then began processing the ingredients. Beef rolls were easy to handle. Although his eyesight was a bit blurry, he was still able to cut the beef into rolls a few millimeters thick by focusing his attention.

Soon, his mother came to help. He told her what he needed to do. At first, his mother was a little unsure of how to do it, but as a housewife, she quickly mastered the skills and even managed to chase Uchiha out of the kitchen.

"Brother, practice shuriken with me." After he left the kitchen, Shisui kept pestering him, and he naturally agreed.

As for Momonosuke? He's still in his room studying his lousy tea.

Time flew by, and during that time, Shisui and Uchiha Sora went out again to clear the snow outside.

Soon, it was time for dinner.

"It's so cold, so cold, so cold."

From a great distance, Uchiha Sora could hear the complaining coming from the doorway.

Xi Ri blushed, rubbed her hands together, and exhaled a puff of white breath. Today, she was wearing a snow-white fleece jacket and a festive red hat on her head.

Beside them were Rin, Obito, Kakashi, Might Guy, and others. Asuma had been invited at first, but he declined. Kakashi hadn't wanted to come either, but Rin insisted. As for Might Guy, he came because Kakashi was there.

In his words: as a sworn enemy, he must monitor all of his opponent's actions.

This group of teenagers stopping in front of Uchiha Sora's gate naturally attracted the attention of many organizations, but upon closer inspection,

Oh, so these are the guys, so I didn't pay them any more attention.

These little guys are frequent visitors to this area because of Uchiha Sora.

Kurenai rubbed her hands together, about to knock on the doorbell, when the door creaked open from the inside, revealing that delicate face.

"Hey, Sora! How did you know we'd arrived?"

Uchiha Sora laughed and said, "Hey, I don't know which loudspeaker is shouting 'So aloof, so aloof' from so far away, it's hard not to hear it."

A girl blushed and muttered softly:

"Anyway, it wasn't me..."