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Selfship name - Bubbletea

(Name my selfship...like...Bumblebee and I like tea ..so...bubbletea...)

And Kakashi

About my clan. And a little story about me and Obito (selfship)

The Kanno Clan: Water, Connections, and the Price of Friendliness

The Kanno clan was never known for its vast chakra reserves from birth. By contrast, their children were born almost empty—weak, unfit for long battles. But nature gave them something different in return: the ability to grow by someone else's power. The clan's chakra grows not just from training, but mainly from the presence of the 'right' person - someone the wearer is truly comfortable with. It could be a partner, a friend, a teacher, or love. When such a person is around, the Kanno chakra begins to take a piece of someone else's energy harmlessly, adding it to their own. If there are a lot of 'suitable' people around, the chakra becomes too much, and the carrier is forced to give the surplus back to those closest, returning a little more than they received. Thus, an eternal cycle of mutual benefit was created: the more sincere connections, the more power for all. That being said, the clan didn't need chakra transfer techniques - they had it working autonomously, at the level of breathing.

In the shinobi world, where each clan clung to their genkai kekkai, the Kannos chose a different strategy—they became the friendliest. It wasn't a pretense, but a matter of survival. If a clan member turned out to be an introvert or misanthrope, they remained a weak outcast forever. So Kanno was taught from childhood to build connections, be open, diplomatic, and pleasant. Their children learned empathy from an early age - not jutsu, but an innate ability to feel the emotions of others, as Naruto felt the anger inside the biju. It allowed them to instantly identify 'their' person. But there was a dark side to the coin. The stronger the empathy, the easier it is to deceive yourself.

The clan discovered a terrible secret: you can force yourself to believe that a person is suitable for connection, even if they are not. It's enough to start with a neutral relationship and then repeat like a mantra day after day, 'I'm good with him, I'm at peace with him.' Empathy, this sensitive tool, tailored sensations to the desired outcome. After a few weeks, the system 'believed' in a fake connection, and the chakra would start flowing. So the Kannos became virtuosos of inner acting. Other villages saw only sincere, kind people, unaware that they know how to simulate even their own feelings.

But there is a cost to any deception. If the 'suitable' betrayed or died, the carrier lost more than just chakra gain— some of its own energy, rebuilt to fit that person, was destroyed, causing pain and weakness. This became the curse of the clan: they feared strong attachments, because they turned into both a strength and an Achilles' heel. That's why the element of water has become native to Kanno—fluid, mirror-like, capable of taking on any form. Water reflected their essence: plasticity, empathy, and the dangerous ability to transition from one state to another. Their crowning technique, Mirror Surface, created a water mirror showing not the enemy's appearance but their emotional vulnerability—fear, grief, lies.

Mila: The Girl Who Was Broken by the Truth

Mila is from the Kanno clan. For the clan, though, the name didn't matter—all that mattered was her ability to build connections. And as a child, she was the perfect child not because she was broken, but because she hadn't yet learned to lie. At six, the system of self-deception had not yet taken root in her, Mila acted sincerely. If she wasn't comfortable with a person, she refused to contact them at all, to the despair of her parents. They took her around the Uchiha families, trying to befriend someone from this powerful clan, but Mila would turn away from the haughty children and cry when she was made to smile.

Everything changed on one of those visits. Mila ran away from the boring negotiations into the yard and saw him. A boy of about twelve, in a high-collared blue jacket and goggles, helped an elderly woman carry heavy bags. He was talking wildly, gesturing, tripped, almost fell, but the old woman just laughed. Mila felt something that made her feet carry her forward. Her parents found her an hour later: Mila was squatting next to Obito, and he was enthusiastically showing her some blades of grass, explaining which ones could and could not eat. They wanted to scold their daughter for running away, but they noticed the main thing - Mila didn't reject that strange boy. On the contrary, she reached for it, listening open her mouth, and her chakra, which Kanno's sensors could feel a mile away, sang and shimmered with warm water. They realized: Mila had found 'her' person.

Obito turned out to be extremely kind. He couldn't say no to the little girl who looked at him with such huge eyes. He'd take Mila to his team's training sessions, and she'd sit on the beam, watching him practice fire techniques and invariably lose to Kakashi. Mila was noxious—pulling his hair, hiding his goggles, demanding he carry her on his shoulders. But he only sighed and endured. And at night, she made plans: when she grew up, she'd marry him, and they'd be the strongest shinobi in Konoha. Mila was childishly in love, and it was the real feeling in her life - without a drop of self-deception.

And then came the news: Obito had died. A rock crushed him. The body was not found. Mila didn't cry in front of her parents; she just went silent for two weeks. And when she spoke again, the clan breathed a sigh of relief: their girl had returned. But they didn't realize the main thing - something broke inside her. That sincere, living part that gravitated toward Obito died with him. And now Mila has become the perfect student. The system of self-delusion that used to stumble upon her childlike stubbornness has now entered it like water in a dry earth. Mila learned to smile at those she disliked, repeat mantras, make her empathy believe in fake connections. Her chakra grew, she grew stronger, and the clan was proud of her. But every time Mila was alone, she looked at her hands and didn't understand - where does the lies end and start on their own?