Demanding Benefits from the System

"I told you, our clan is the strongest." Uchiha Ken, who never learned his lesson, started running his mouth again, sneering at his classmates.

"Hah, just a flashy little trick. When you get on the battlefield, it's all about real skill. What use is throwing a sword?" Nawaki retorted stubbornly, trying to salvage some face.

But those words rubbed the teacher the wrong way. So all his hard work teaching techniques was useless in their eyes?

Hyuga Matsuba sensed trouble and quickly stepped in to ease the awkward situation.

"Let me give it a try!" Hyuga Matsuba pulled out his sword and gripped it tightly a few times.

"That's Hyuga Matsuba—he looks different, definitely the strongest."

"For sure! Good-looking people always do things well!"

A group of girls started swooning over Hyuga Matsuba again, their eyes blind to anyone else. In their hearts, he was the ultimate idol.

The other boys were fuming. Sure, they weren't as handsome as Hyuga Matsuba, but why was he better than them in every way?

"Tch, Hyuga Matsuba is a useless waste in his clan—doesn't even have the Byakugan—and you're still drooling over him." Uchiha Ken sneered coldly.

"How dare you talk about my Matsuba like that! Everyone, we must avenge him!"

Seeing things spiral, the teacher quickly cut off the fans' frenzy, silently thinking, Girls these days are crazy. Back in my school days, I never saw scenes like this.

Ueno Juri, who had never been in a relationship, sighed sincerely. Hyuga Matsuba was just too enviable.

Watching the chaos, Hyuga Matsuba felt smug. In the Hyuga Clan, he'd been bullied plenty. Maybe his looks were top-tier, but that face had no other use.

Before, his good looks had even gotten him harassed by his superiors.

The sword in Hyuga Matsuba's hand began to spin, then shot toward the target at a speed so fast even the teacher couldn't see its shadow.

"Boom!"

The target couldn't withstand the immense impact and shattered instantly. The sword kept flying, slamming into a thick wall.

"You..."

The teacher didn't know what to say. If he fought Hyuga Matsuba, he might not even win.

Hyuga Matsuba's level now far exceeded Ueno Juri's imagination. He was speechless, staring blankly at the genius of the Hyuga Clan.

"Hyuga Matsuba is amazing!" Mikoto exclaimed, delighted.

"See? I told you Hyuga Matsuba is the strongest. I'm going to marry him!"

"Dream on! Trying to steal my husband?"

"Am I seeing things?" Nawaki swallowed hard. He'd always thought Hyuga Matsuba wasn't that impressive.

But after witnessing that advanced move, Nawaki was stunned. That wasn't training anymore—it was straight-up high-level combat technique.

Everyone erupted into chatter. Hyuga Matsuba returned to the line calmly, but inside he was overjoyed. This feeling was amazing—he was just that kind of sly guy.

Uchiha Ken's face looked like he'd swallowed a fly. He wondered if he could take back what he'd said.

"Uh... it seems some students have already mastered this, but others still don't get it. Let me teach you carefully now."

Ueno Juri regained control of the scene. As a teacher, he had to stay in his lane and not let these rascals show off.

After practicing the move all afternoon, everyone finally got to go home.

Saying goodbye to his friends, Hyuga Matsuba didn't walk with the Hyuga Hiashi brothers. He wanted to go home alone.

After starting school, Hyuga Matsuba hoped to learn basic theoretical knowledge, not the trivial tricks from this afternoon.

When it came to fundamentals, no one in the whole school was better than Hyuga Matsuba. What he lacked most was theory and combat experience.

Pushing open the door, Hyuga Matsuba stretched his limbs and prepared for his daily training. Now, he could form many hand seals in a short time.

If he added up the time before his transmigration, Hyuga Matsuba was already twenty-nine, almost thirty. As a lifelong single, his hand speed had to be fast.

After training for a while, Hyuga Matsuba bathed and changed, recalled his clone, and collapsed exhausted.

"Feels like I've been making good progress lately."

After every training session, Hyuga Matsuba felt this way, as if he'd improved a bit each time.

Lying there for a bit, he sat up and opened the system.

"Hey, don't be so stingy. You're loaded—give me something! Anything's fine, just throw me a bone!" Hyuga Matsuba shamelessly begged.

The system remained silent.

"Sigh!" Hyuga Matsuba felt disappointed and started probing. "Are you dumb or what? You don't even give me missions, just hand out rewards randomly."

[This is the system's standard operation. The protagonist cannot control it. The system is not dumb. Do not insult it.]

"Heh, at least you know you're not dumb." But Hyuga Matsuba couldn't figure out how the system worked no matter how hard he thought.

He couldn't be bothered to dwell on it. He didn't even understand the ninjutsu techniques, let alone something this complex.

"We don't talk often—just take pity on me!" Hyuga Matsuba kept pestering.

As the saying goes, if you're shameless, you're invincible. If you care too much about face, you'll get nothing done. That was the life lesson Hyuga Matsuba had learned in his twenty-plus years.

After waiting a long time with no reply, Hyuga Matsuba pouted. If this stingy system actually gave him something, it'd be a miracle.

[Congratulations! Lottery chance and Exchange Points have been placed in your backpack. Please check.]

"No way! Am I seeing things? That generous?" Hyuga Matsuba couldn't believe it.

Hyuga Matsuba nearly jumped to the ceiling. He'd just said it offhand, never expecting to actually land such a steal.

If this benefit had come from someone else, Hyuga Matsuba might not have accepted it so easily. But this was official freebies—why not take what's free for the taking?

The reason was simple: everything Hyuga Matsuba had came from the system. He was well aware of that. If he lost the system, he definitely wouldn't have reached this level. Just saying that, he had one hundred percent trust in the system.

"I just said it casually, and you actually gave it to me. I knew I could count on you, System Dad!"

"But why doesn't this system come with a manual? I still have no idea what the hell this system of mine even is."

Hyuga Matsuba had brought this up before, but the system always stayed silent.

"Anyway, thanks for the gift. You're a good system. I'll be cheering you on like crazy!" After getting his reward, Hyuga Matsuba started singing the system's praises to the skies.

Maybe if he kept buttering it up, System Dad would toss him another little something—that would be hitting the jackpot. Either way, saying nice things couldn't hurt.