"Yawn."
Shinji let out a long yawn in the classroom.
Haku turned to look at him. "Shinji, did you not sleep well last night?"
"A little."
Shinji nodded.
He had been busy until late last night. Afterward, he had even tested every Sharingan he had obtained with the Susanoo Lamp, just to make sure he hadn't missed any.
In the end, he had come away with two pairs of partially damaged Mangekyo, one completely ruined pair of Mangekyo, and ten pairs of Three-Tomoe Sharingan in various conditions, all of which were still usable.
It was the kind of haul that could make him grin even in his dreams, so he really hadn't slept well last night.
"Was it because of the attack?" Haku hesitated, then continued, "I heard you were attacked again last night?"
"Mm."
Shinji nodded, his reaction calm.
Haku went on, "Have they figured out who the attacker was? Why did he attack you?"
"They're probably still investigating."
As he spoke, Shinji looked out the window.
He couldn't predict what Danzo would do next, but as long as what he had done before didn't come to light, Danzo couldn't openly move against him.
As for an assassination like last night's...
To be honest, he wasn't afraid of it. He was even a little eager for another one.
Such thrilling real combat was far more effective than everyday sparring. It wasn't just him—even Neji and Sasuke had noticeably improved after what happened yesterday.
Seeing that Shinji seemed preoccupied, Haku didn't press him. "Shinji, if you need help, you can come to me."
Shinji smiled and replied, "All right."
He appreciated Haku's kindness, but he really wasn't worried about Danzo. What truly troubled him now was how to preserve those Sharingan.
His grandmother Chiri Uchiha's Mangekyo were fine. Even if