Weak. Please, you're really weak.
Sasuke ran all the way home and locked himself in his room.
His entire worldview had suffered a tremendous blow today.
Naruko, whom he had always considered a dead last, was actually so extraordinarily powerful...
And he had always been so smug about his own strength?
The clown was me all along!?
Recalling his arrogant attitude of considering himself superior to Naruko, Sasuke felt his face burning with embarrassment.
He was in pain, humiliated, and furious.
He was filled with rage at himself.
He also felt envy and jealousy toward Naruko's strength.
"If that's the case... won't I just fall farther and farther behind that guy?"
Sasuke clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Whenever he imagined a future where he could only watch Naruko show off while helplessly playing the role of an Extra cheering her on, he felt extremely frustrated.
"Even though I've already made up my mind... the person standing beside Naruko can only be me!"
Seven-year-old Sasuke's thoughts were basically limited to this.
The more Sasuke thought about it, the angrier he became.
His father was the famous Fugaku of the Fierce Eyes, and his elder brother was a genius young ninja of the Uchiha Clan.
Therefore, he couldn't hold them back either.
Sasuke left his room and walked out of the house.
"Sasuke? Are you going out?"
His mother, Uchiha Mikoto, called from the kitchen.
"Mother, I'm going to train!"
Sasuke left the residence as he spoke.
The small woods beside the river were Sasuke's usual training grounds.
By then, the sky had darkened.
Night was about to fall.
Sasuke stood beside the riverbank, staring at his reflection in the water.
He began forming hand seals.
"Fire Release... Great Fireball Technique!"
In his anger, Sasuke unleashed the largest Great Fireball