Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder Is So Painful

"Boss, one extra-large bowl of Ichiraku Ramen."

Jueming slapped down the money he had snatched from Anko Mitarashi.

Today, he could improve his quality of life again.

When Teuchi saw Jueming come in again, he paused before smiling.

"I heard you took first place in the Entrance Examination."

Teuchi pulled up the ramen noodles.

"Oh? Boss, you know?"

The first time he had come here, Teuchi had waived his bill.

Combined with how delicious the ramen was, it had left a deep impression on Jueming.

"Everyone's talking about you," Teuchi said with a smile.

Watching Jueming chat so amicably with Teuchi—

Mito Uzumaki was furious.

She felt that Jueming's beating of Anko Mitarashi had gone too far.

"Is that so?"

You used to speak in riddles.

Now it was my turn to speak in riddles.

I'm not telling you that beating up girls can make me stronger.

After finishing his Ichiraku Ramen, Jueming left.

As he walked, he considered what to do next.

"Natsu Hyuga, Kurenai Yuhi... which one should I beat up first?"

The faces of the two girls appeared before his eyes.

Both were rather pretty.

One was delicate and refined.

The other was a red-eyed little rabbit.

And Jueming had always had a question.

Why did Natsu Hyuga have bandages wrapped around her forehead?

Some people used bandages for training or decoration.

But bandages around the head—were they meant to conceal a wound?

After returning home—

Jueming took a look at his house.

The huge hole Senju Akira had smashed through had already become a door.

As compensation for the fright he had suffered—

That night, Jueming had shamelessly demanded a house from the Great Elder.

In other words, Senju Akira's former residence had become his property.

Though the house seemed a little unlucky.

Starting out with two properties was still pretty good.

Even if Konoha declined in the future, he would lose nothing. He had gotten them for free anyway.

There was nothing special about Senju Akira's house.

After throwing out some useless things, Jueming cleared out the living room and turned it entirely into a training room.

Refining Chakra, practicing Ninja Body Fist, Grass Release: Grass Birth, lying flat.

Jueming completed his training plan for the day.

When he closed his eyes, Mito Uzumaki's rebuke still echoed through his mind.

"Senju Jueming, if you insist on refusing to change, don't blame me for being rude!"

Thud.

Jueming lay down.

Mito Uzumaki: "..."

The next morning, Jueming got up full of energy.

After washing up, he headed to school.

The moment he arrived in the classroom, he discovered that Anko Mitarashi had taken leave.

"I only bruised her face at most last night. She took leave over that? So delicate."

Thinking this, Jueming lay down on the bench.

[Stamina +1]

"Appearance is something extremely precious to girls."

Mito Uzumaki rebuked him.

"You beat her up like that. How could she face anyone?"

"She only has herself to blame for insulting the name of my Senju Clan."

Jueming answered leisurely.

"I did it all for the great rejuvenation of the Senju Clan."

Mito Uzumaki: "You...!"

Faced with Jueming's twisted logic—

Mito Uzumaki felt even more strongly that he needed correcting. "Do you remember what I said last night?"

This woman was threatening him.

At most, she would control his body like last time.

Jueming did not care about that.

Even if he could not move his hands or feet, he could still grow stronger.

Besides, he had already cracked that Type-1 Lamp Array last time.

If she had the ability, she was welcome to try.

Before long, Natsu Hyuga arrived late.

"I went to visit Anko."

She said.

"Anko was beaten up last night."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The students immediately began talking among themselves, then looked toward Jueming, who was lying on the bench.

Jueming simply stared fixedly at the classroom ceiling.

[Stamina +1]

After class began, Funano Daikoku clearly knew about what had happened to Anko Mitarashi as well.

He sighed. "I told you all not to provoke Jueming..."

Anko Mitarashi's face was swollen, and she had several bruises on her body. They were basically just minor injuries.

With the Great Elder personally vouching for his mental instability, Anko Mitarashi's matter was easily settled.

But that did not mean no one else had objections.

After class—

The students gathered in small groups.

The two most dissatisfied people were—

Kurenai Yuhi and Natsu Hyuga.

"This Senju Jueming... not only is he incredibly lazy, he's also a troublemaker."

Kurenai Yuhi glared at Jueming, who was lying flat for the day.

Her lovely face, which had never been prone to smiling, looked even colder.

"Tell me about it."

Whenever Natsu Hyuga recalled the way Jueming used his palms, she felt waves of irritation.

In her view, only the Hyuga Clan had the right to use palm techniques.

Everyone else should honestly use their fists. If they did not understand, why pretend they did?

It was like someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She truly could not stand it.

Sensing Natsu Hyuga's gaze—

Jueming thought for a moment, and a plan came to mind.

Taijutsu class.

"I choose Rin Nohara."

Jueming spoke first and once again became the first to demonstrate.

Seeing Jueming being so proactive, Funano Daikoku, whose appreciation for talent had been stirred, nodded to himself. This request isn't unreasonable. I should grant it. After all, Jueming's mental state...

Rin Nohara walked into the center and formed the Seal of Opposition.

Jueming formed the same seal.

"Rin Nohara, today I'll demonstrate my Senju Clan's Ninja Body Palm."

Ninja Body Palm?

Natsu Hyuga frowned, sensing that things were not so simple.

"I've never heard of any Ninja Body Palm..."

Soon, the match began.

Jueming struck out with a palm.

Natsu Hyuga: "..."

Another palm strike.

"What Ninja Body Palm?! It's just an ordinary palm strike... at most, he changed the variations of Basic Body Technique from fists to palms~!"

Natsu Hyuga clenched her fingers.

Her obsessive-compulsive disorder flaring up, she desperately wanted to rush forward and stop Jueming's movements at once.

As Jueming farmed Rin Nohara—

He watched Natsu Hyuga's expression.

Seeing that she looked utterly unable to bear it—

"Just as I thought..."

Jueming thought.

"Natsu Hyuga has obsessive-compulsive disorder."

And the best way to deal with someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder was naturally to keep doing things they could not stand right in front of them.

Thus—

Jueming used palm techniques for the entire class.

During the break, Jueming found Uzuki Yugao and told her about sparring.

In front of Natsu Hyuga—

He exchanged martial insights with Uzuki Yugao and farmed quite a bit of kidney strengthening.

Naturally, he used palm techniques throughout the process as well.

"My Senju Clan's Ninja Body Palm is Konoha's number-one palm technique!"

When Jueming shouted that slogan, Natsu Hyuga finally could not take it anymore.

"Senju Jueming!"

Natsu Hyuga shot to her feet.

"If you've got the guts, don't leave after school!"