Above the Hokage Building, Obito held the Hokage's ceremonial hat, striking a series of dramatic and stylish poses amid the exclamations of the crowd.
And the moment he placed the hat on his head, the Hokage succession ceremony officially concluded.
At that instant, a familiar system notification echoed in his mind.
[ Ding! Congratulations to the host for becoming the Fifth Hokage! ]
[ Reward received: 2 God-Tier Technique Packs! ]
Obito was itching to open his rewards immediately.
However, he had to deal with the endless stream of high-profile figures coming forward to congratulate him.
Reluctantly, he put his curiosity on hold.
It wasn't until the midday banquet for the village elders that he finally found a moment to check his rewards.
Focusing his mind, he entered the system's inventory.
Two exquisitely wrapped gift boxes floated quietly in the interface.
"Hmm… I wonder what I'll get this time."
Obito rubbed his hands together eagerly and tapped one of the boxes with his thoughts.
[ Prompt: Do you wish to open 2 God-Tier Technique Packs? ]
Without hesitation, Obito urged impatiently in his mind.
"Yes, yes! Hurry up, System!"
System: "…Ding! Gift pack opened!"
[ Congratulations! You have obtained the Supreme Secret Technique: 'Uchiha Slam'! ]
[ Congratulations! You have obtained the Supreme Secret Technique: 'Eighteen Style'! ]
The moment he saw the notifications, Obito couldn't hold back his reaction.
"What the hell?!"
In the midst of the refined and composed luncheon, where everyone was speaking in soft, dignified tones, his thunderous outburst was like a bolt of lightning.
Instantly, every eye in the room turned toward him in shock, confusion, or outright disbelief.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Dozens of stunned gazes locked onto him at once.
Kakashi and Shikayu both sighed, simultaneously raising their hands to rub their temples.
"Obito, you just took office, and you're already embarrassing yourself..."
Seeing the questioning stares from all around, Obito realized he needed to salvage the situation.
Thinking quickly, he grabbed his wine cup, stood up, and raised it toward the crowd.
"Being recognized by all of you and becoming Hokage… I can hardly put into words how excited I am!"
"So let me propose a toast! My gratitude to you all is in this cup!"
Hizashi immediately followed his lead, raising his cup to smooth things over.
"Haha! The Hokage is young and full of energy! Surely, with him at the helm, Konoha will be just as vibrant and full of life!"
The other seasoned figures in the room quickly caught on and joined in.
"Hokage-sama is too humble, we have all witnessed your excellence firsthand!"
"I like a leader with spirit! Hokage-sama, let's drink to that!"
…
Once the tension had been diffused, Obito discreetly wiped the sweat from his forehead and sat back down.
Minato, sitting beside him, leaned in and whispered.
"Obito, you're the leader of the village now. You represent Konoha's image."
"From now on, you need to be more mindful of your words and actions in public."
Obito nodded rapidly.
"Understood, Minato-sensei."
(Damn you, System!)
He complained internally.
(What kind of so-called 'secret techniques' are these?! You're messing with me!)
(Forget the 'Eighteen Style'—I won't even ask about that.)
(But what the hell is 'Uchiha Slam'?! You call this a Supreme Secret Technique?!)
The system, unwilling to back down, responded in a sultry voice.
"System-issued products are always top-tier! Why not check the skill descriptions before passing judgment?"
Obito scoffed but decided to take a look anyway.
[ Uchiha Slam: A Supreme Secret Technique passed down through generations of the Uchiha clan! ]
"Damn, I don't even want to keep reading this…"
Muttering under his breath, he forced himself to continue.
[ Once this technique locks onto an opponent, even a god will be unable to use chakra and will be forced to rely on taijutsu alone! ]
His mouth twitched involuntarily.
(So this is why Urashiki didn't use ninjutsu against Sasuke but relied on 'Otsutsuki Elbow Strike' instead?)
(Heh… Well, if that's the case, then maybe this technique really does deserve the 'Supreme' title…)
(But still! It's way too ridiculous!)
With a resigned sigh, he moved on to his second skill.
[ Eighteen Style: A Supreme Secret Technique that can be used not only on enemies but also in… interesting situations! ]
Reading this line, Obito's eyes lit up.
"Now this… This is something useful!"
As he studied the detailed description and accompanying illustrations, a new world of possibilities unfolded before him.
"So taijutsu can be applied like this… No wonder it's a Supreme Secret Technique!"
"I feel like my understanding of taijutsu has just skyrocketed!"
That afternoon, beneath the warm sunlight, the wedding ceremony of Obito and Rin took place on the Hokage Building's ceremonial stage.
Obito wore a sleek black kimono with a deep red sash cinching his waist. He stood tall and dignified, his usually unruly black hair tied neatly into a warrior's knot. His sharp features and carefree demeanor made him look both elegant and commanding.
Beside him, Rin had her long hair styled into an elaborate updo, adorned with a golden phoenix hairpin. She wore a white silk kimono embroidered with golden patterns, exuding a regal grace. Every movement of hers was poised and dignified.
Down below, the morning's onlookers had returned, this time to witness the wedding spectacle.
"Hokage-sama and his wife look absolutely perfect together! The chemistry is unreal!"
"Yeah! They're a match made in heaven—talented and beautiful!"
"Ugh… So handsome men really do only end up with beautiful women, huh?"
"Bruh, shut up with that nonsense. What's with the whining?"
"Waaah, my dream of marrying the Hokage is shattered again…"
"Granny, judging by your age… You'd probably be a few generations older than the Fifth Hokage…"
"I fell in love and had my heart broken at the same time… all in an instant."
"Honey, what do you think of this kunai in my hand? Think I could stab you with it?"
The atmosphere was lively and buzzing with excitement.
But for Obito and Rin, the world had shrunk down to just the two of them.
Obito gently held Rin's delicate hand, pulling her into a warm embrace. A small smile tugged at his lips.
"Rin-chan, I promised to give you a grand wedding."
"With all these people witnessing our union—are you satisfied?"
Rin leaned into his chest, her voice soft and full of emotion.
"Idiot… More than anything, I just wanted to marry you sooner."
"I've been waiting for this day for so, so long…"
Obito tenderly cupped her face and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Rin-chan."
"From now on—your joys will be my joys, your sorrows my sorrows. As long as I live, I will do everything in my power to keep that smile on your face."
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