Give Me Some Face

"Does anyone want to join our Gourmet Club? We have top-tier barbecue trainees from the Akimichi Clan here!"

"Friends who like insects, come over here! Our club president is an expert in insect hatching from the Aburame Clan!"

As they walked along, everything was fresh and interesting. While the new students were dazzled by everything they saw, the minor unpleasantness from the earlier incident faded away, and they began to integrate into the larger group.

"I want to start a Service Club too, dedicated to helping everyone!" Obito thought, feeling greatly inspired. He suddenly asked, "What kind of club did that upperclassman Soseki start?"

Shūnen pointed in one direction and said with a sigh, "Just look for yourself."

Obito followed Shūnen's gaze and was surprised to find a club surrounded by dozens of girls, with a clear sign that read – Psychology Club!

At that moment, Obito admitted he was jealous. "Why are so many girls gathered there? Do girls really like these boring clubs?"

"No, they don't."

"Then why are they crowding there?"

Shūnen patted his shoulder, his tone heavy. "Because Soseki is handsome!"

"What?" Hearing this answer, Obito almost doubted his own existence. "This is allowed?"

After rushing over and jumping up to get a better look, Obito had to admit that the other person was indeed a little more handsome than him.

If the white-haired Kakashi was the cool moonlight, then upperclassman Soseki was the warm sunlight.

"Pfft, why am I thinking about those two? Fortunately, Rin isn't so superficial..." Obito thought with relief, and then a form was thrust into his hand.

Obito looked up and saw Rin standing in front of him, her face flushed red.

"Obito, let's join the Psychology Club together and support upperclassman Soseki!"

At that moment, Obito felt as if he heard something shatter...

On the other side, Shūnen was struggling to push his way through the crowd.

"Excuse me, could you please let me pass?"

"Can I get through?"

"I need to get in."

"Move aside for me!"

"I am the super villain Uchiha Shūnen!"

Shūnen's voice grew increasingly agitated, but it was useless against the throng of fanatical girls. Not only did he fail to get in, but he was also thrown out.

"Am I really a campus bully?" Shūnen asked blankly outside the crowd. He suddenly thought, "If I hadn't accidentally won last year, would I be gone by now?"

Thinking of this, Shūnen instinctively shivered, then seemed to make a decision. He cleared his throat and shouted, "Hey, Soseki's house key seems to have fallen on the ground!"

"Where? Where?" The crowd instantly scattered.

Taking advantage of the girls' distraction as they searched, Shūnen quickly seized the opportunity and jumped in.

"Phew, I finally made it in."

Across from him, Soseki smiled faintly. "What? Are you here to reclaim the honor the Uchiha lost?"

Shūnen's face turned red. "No, the beliefs I hold now are different!"

"Is that so?"

"You told me during our fight three months ago that we Uchiha are the clan that understands love the most, but this kind of love easily becomes extreme! Just like me before, I didn't understand anything, but I stubbornly believed that everything I did was for the honor of the Uchiha."

"That's why I say, we need to strengthen our ideological development!" Soseki mused inwardly. In his opinion, this wasn't unique to the Uchiha clan but a common ailment across the entire ninja class.

In a world where one could go to war at eleven or twelve, the growth of one's mind was naturally distorted.

What was even more terrifying was that the so-called "thinkers" in this world liked to ponder things alone, without communicating with others, and then believed they had grasped the truth of the world.

After all, even in Soseki's previous life, every ideology was born from countless collisions of inspiration and refinement. No one was omniscient or omnipotent, nor could anyone be perpetually correct.

Narrow-mindedness inevitably led to limited thinking. Seeing the cycle of plants bloom and wither, one might think they had grasped the secrets of the universe, which was naturally laughable.

However, when these people wielded great power, their laughable ideas became terrifying.

Therefore, those in power put forth the argument that ninjas were merely tools, and tools should not have their own thoughts.

But it was precisely this point that, in turn, restricted the exchange of ideas.

Seeing Soseki lost in thought, seemingly agreeing with and admiring his perspective, Shūnen's tone became increasingly impassioned. "But there are still too many people in our Uchiha clan like me before, who are extreme. I can't change them, I can only slowly influence them by improving my status. So, I need to become stronger!"

Shūnen saw this very clearly. Wasn't the fact that he was enlightened by Soseki based on Soseki defeating him?

If he had won back then, who would listen to the lectures of a loser?

"Since you've asked for it, then so be it." Soseki naturally wouldn't refuse the request for a beating. It was indeed a pleasant experience to beat someone and then receive their gratitude.

"However, it would be best to schedule it after today's school festival."

"Why? Can't we do it now?"

"If it's now, you might have to deal with the students behind you first."

Shūnen's body stiffened. He slowly turned around and saw a large group of fierce-looking girls behind him, cracking their knuckles and staring at him.

"Wait, I'm the campus bully... Give me some face, don't hit my face!"

Then, the unending screams and wails echoed through the forest.

"Phew, finally finished handing out flyers," Asuma said, sitting next to Soseki and complaining, "Why are so many people joining such a boring club?"

Soseki smiled helplessly. "Saying the club is boring right in front of me, its founder, isn't that a bit rude?"

"Haha, what's our relationship, right!" Asuma chuckled sheepishly, then threw an arm around Soseki's shoulders. "Speaking of which, I thought you were going to start a medical club."

"Actually, that was my initial plan too," Soseki said with a sigh. "But Mizuki's inferiority complex and Shūnen's extremism made me change my mind. If there was a place for them to confide, maybe many things would have turned out differently."

Seeing Soseki's mood dip slightly, Asuma clapped his hands loudly to change the subject. "Oh right, Soseki, I heard a lot of Cloud Village merchant teams have arrived in the village. I haven't met people from other villages yet. After the academy festival ends, should we go take a look? Maybe there will be specialties from the Land of Lightning!"

"Cloud Village?" Soseki's eyes flickered slightly, then he teased, "Isn't the specialty of the Land of Lightning supposed to be bars? If the Hokage knew, his blood pressure would probably go up again."

"Hmph! Is he allowed to peek at women bathing, but I'm not..."

"Ahem!"

Thanks to the 1000 reward from "有诗待合", the 200 reward from "那年那人那号180529", the 100 reward from "梦醒飘渺", and the 100 reward from "zhenglei325". I suddenly realized my designed smart cover looks a bit like old Chinese textbooks, no wonder I had a sense of déjà vu Σ(°Д°;