"Hahaha... Naruto, come fight me! Watch how I beat you to death... Hahaha..."
Naruto had just returned from the school hospital.
The moment he got back, he heard someone saying they were going to beat him up.
Naruto thought he had misheard. It had always been him beating... uh, no, taking the initiative to make friends. No one had ever dared make such a wild claim about beating him up.
The moment he stepped into the yard, he saw Sasuke standing with his hands on his hips, laughing wildly at the sky.
"Sasuke, what are you doing? And did I just hear someone say they were going to beat me up?" Naruto eyed Sasuke suspiciously. Sasuke was covered in dirt, as if he had taken a fall.
"Naruto, you didn't hear wrong." Sasuke turned around and looked at Naruto with a serious expression. "You did hear someone say they were going to beat you up, and the one who said it was me!"
Sasuke pointed at himself, looking utterly arrogant.
He had originally thought he would have to learn Naruto's dad's Rasengan before he could beat Naruto up and let him experience what it felt like to have a bruised and swollen face.
Never in his wildest dreams had he expected that, after frying a few eggs today and thinking of that man, his emotions would spiral out of control and awaken his clan's inherited Dojutsu—the Sharingan.
In the Uchiha clan's secret texts, he had caught glimpses of the Sharingan's many powerful techniques. Once activated, no enemy attack could escape its sight.
In the kitchen, the Nine-Tails could not help but rub his forehead upon hearing Sasuke's words.
Oh dear, poor Sasuke was about to get beaten again.
"What? Sasuke, you want to beat me up?" Naruto clenched his fists,