"Little Obito is going to school with his brother now."
At the wooden table, a white-haired old grandmother with a frail figure but an incredibly kind face was filling bowls of rice for the two boys.
"Mhm, Grandma! I'll definitely work hard to become a ninja and become the Hokage!"
Uchiha Motomu looked at the bright, sunny smile on the face of the little boy wearing a black jacket.
*How much longer can a smile like this last?*
Uchiha Obito, one of the future bosses of the ninja world, was also someone who had lived with him for six years.
He was the younger brother who had already entered his heart.
Regarding this, Uchiha Motomu could only feel a sense of sorrow in his heart.
As a transmigrator who knew the plot well, he knew clearly that there were less than eight years left before this younger brother in front of him would walk into the abyss.
"Grandma, give Obito another bowl. He worked very hard on his shuriken practice today."
Motomu shoveled a few mouthfuls of rice, bulging his cheeks as he spoke to the old woman.
In these six years, he had also thought of various ways to prevent the tragedy, including training with Obito to improve their strength.
Unfortunately, before opening the Sharingan, both his and Obito's talents were quite mediocre.
At the training ground, the two of them together couldn't even beat the bowl-cut Might Guy.
"Mhm, mhm! Motomu, you eat more too."
"Grandma will make braised pork for you tomorrow."
The grandmother, who had fallen into sad memories because she heard Obito mention the word 'ninja', was pulled back to reality by Motomu's words.
She stretched out her wrinkled hand, calloused from years of laundry, and gently stroked the backs of the two boys, as if these two children were her last spiritual support.
'Don't worry, I definitely won't let that day happen!'
Feeling the old woman's touch, Motomu made a firm decision in his small heart.
...
The simple dinner was quickly finished.
After bidding farewell to the grandmother and grandson, Motomu walked alone toward the training ground outside the clan compound under the setting sun.
Facing the hidden Uchiha Kemono who could get rid of him at any moment.
He knew that today was the key to starting his turnaround.
A cool breeze blew through his hair as the black-eyed, black-haired youth walked into the dense forest.
"Today, my cheat code is finally arriving!"
Watching the progress bar at the top of his vision reach the final point of 99%, Uchiha Motomu's heart raced with excitement.
After waiting for six whole years, his system was finally here!
[CONGRATULATIONS, TRAINER, ON AWAKENING THE POKEMON CULTIVATION SYSTEM]
[RANDOMLY SELECTING STARTER POKEMON]
Uchiha Motomu: "???"
Pokémon? Trainer?
Is this right? This is obviously very wrong!
"System, come out and explain yourself! Ninjas are meant for killing!"
"What kind of thing is a Pokémon?"
"The ninja world isn't a place for playing house, hey!"
Motomu was on the verge of despair.
He had long known that in the plot of the Naruto world, no such person like him existed in Obito's childhood.
In this real world, his identity would most likely be secretly eliminated by Uchiha Kemono later because he was too close to Obito!
In Motomu's plan, once he awakened some high-tier system and gained peerless talent.
He would graduate early like Kakashi, and then use missions as an excuse to temporarily stay away from Obito and develop in secret.
Once he was strong enough, he would finally step out and punch that evil furry-con Kemono.
No explanation came; Motomu only heard the misplaced system continue to ding.
[DING]
[YOU HAVE OBTAINED YOUR FIRST POKEMON: RIGHT EYE]
W-what?
Right eye? Could it be!
Just as the thought surfaced in Motomu's mind.
He felt his right eye being pulled outward by some mysterious force!
"No, don't! That place... it's not a light bulb!"
Pop!
A crisp sound traveled from his eye socket into his brain. Lowering his head and covering his eye socket, Motomu felt his vision split into two parts: one side saw the grass, while the other saw the dense forest ahead.
Wiping his cheek and finding no blood, he looked up.
On the youth's handsome face, the place where his bright right eye should have been was replaced by a dark hole.
And in mid-air, an eyeball was currently floating, using nerves and blood vessels as a tail.
Shaking his head, Uchiha Motomu tried to command the right eye, which was swimming happily in the air, to land.
As if responding to his command, the right eye slowly floated down until it was in front of him.
[POKEMON: RIGHT EYE]
[LEVEL: 1]
[TYPE: PSYCHIC/DARK]
[CURRENT EXP: 0/10]
[BASE STATS: HP: 3 | ATK: 1 | DEF: 2 | SP. ATK: 0 | SP. DEF: 0 | SPD: 5]
[IVS: 22/31]
[EVS: 50/100]
[NATURE: BOLD]
[MOVES: TACKLE, LEER]
[DESCRIPTION: YOU CANNOT EXPECT AN EYEBALL TO PARTICIPATE IN COMBAT.]
As his gaze swept through the stats.
Uchiha Motomu's expression grew increasingly ugly until he saw the description. He could no longer hold back and completely exploded.
"A Pokémon that can't fight? What use is it?!"
"System! You didn't change my hand or my foot, you just had to change my eyeball!"
"Why don't you just go all the way and turn my internal organs and brain into these damn Pokémon too!"
After roaring, Uchiha Motomu tried his best to stay calm.
*Don't panic. It's a big deal, but panicking won't help.*
The priority now was seeing if he could put the eye back.
He didn't want to go blind in one of his Uchiha eyes just as his system activated.
If that happened, he would lose all face as a transmigrator.
Just as Uchiha Motomu was thinking this.
Rustle—
The tall grass beneath the floating eyeball suddenly shook.
A sparrow with yellow feathers and a few black spots, seemingly startled by Motomu, swooped out with a whoosh.
[DING]
[A WILD PIDGEY JUMPED OUT FROM THE TALL GRASS]
Motomu froze, subconsciously looking at the bird that had darted out.
The moment he saw it, the system text appeared again.
[PIDGEY HAS ACCEPTED YOUR CHALLENGE]
Intense, high-paced music instantly echoed in Motomu's mind.
"N-no!"
Guessing what was about to happen, Uchiha Motomu stared fixedly at the sparrow's sharp beak.
Despair was written all over his face.
"Stop! Don't!"
[WILD PIDGEY (LEVEL 1) USED TACKLE!]
[IT'S SUPER EFFECTIVE!]
[THE RIGHT EYE WAS KNOCKED AWAY!]
[HP -1]
[BATTLE FAILED]
[THE RIGHT EYE LEARNED A LESSON]
[RIGHT EYE EXP +5]
An indescribable throbbing pain shot through the nerves of the eye socket and deep into his brain.
Fortunately, after years of hard training, Uchiha Motomu's pain tolerance had greatly increased.
In his previous life, he would have passed out from the pain.
After a while, Uchiha Motomu stood up again and looked forward.
The previously energetic eyeball was now much quieter.
Its surface was bloodshot and clearly red, with a few pale yellow feathers stuck to it.
Without feeling sorry for it for long, Motomu suddenly realized something.
Quickly reacting, he reopened the battle log.
Looking at the prompt for "EXP +5", the excitement on his face grew more intense.