The sound of the familiar voice caused the vermilionette to stop. Turning around, she came face to face with Minato’s student, a bag of plastic in his hand, shaped into a box, which Kushina assumed was the rice sealed in a bento—or something.

“Ah-ra, Obito. Perfect timing! I was just preparing your team’s snack, as per Minato’s request. And ya know, I’m in short of rice for your rice balls, so this is great dattebane! Thanks!” With a cheeky grin she said, taking the plastic from his hands.
‶ —— my, my, did i missed out that much already ?
you can trust me with that, y'know ?! ″