Kids Really Are the Worst

The Uchiha clan was renowned for its Sharingan, and the Sharingan excelled most at Genjutsu.

Now, an Uchiha had been effortlessly taken down by Genjutsu at the Ninja Academy. It was as ridiculous as saying a swimming champion had drowned in a tiny pond.

Obito still did not understand the severity of the problem. All he could think about was awakening his Sharingan so he could show that bastard, Sunglasses Man, what real Genjutsu looked like.

The moment he stepped into the clan grounds, a familiar voice rang out ahead of him.

"Obito."

Obito stiffened all over and slowly raised his head.

Two figures stood silently before the gate. In the lingering light of the sunset, their pairs of crimson Sharingan looked especially piercing.

Faced with this familiar scene, Obito's face instantly turned deathly pale.

"C-Clan Head..."

Even Obito's voice trembled. His legs went weak, and he nearly dropped to his knees.

It was over.

This time, it was really over.

Fugaku said nothing. He merely stared coldly at the youth who had brought shame upon the clan.

Uchiha Tekka, standing beside him, could not hold back any longer. He stepped forward, grabbed Obito by the collar, and roared, "Idiot! Moron! Do you know what stupid thing you did today?

"You've disgraced the entire Uchiha clan! A proud Uchiha actually fell for a commoner's Genjutsu and made a fool of himself in front of everyone!"

"I... I..."

Obito wanted to defend himself, but he realized he had nothing to say.

"Enough."

Fugaku raised a hand to stop Tekka. His gaze remained fixed on Obito, his voice low.

"Starting tomorrow, the clan will put you through another round of special training. This time, it will no longer focus solely on taijutsu. Your ninjutsu and Genjutsu must both be strengthened as well."

"And..."

Fugaku paused. "Try not to die..."

Obito's heart immediately went cold.

For Obito, a new round of painful trials was about to begin.

The instigator, Aoba, knew nothing about it. Or rather, even if he had known, he would not have cared.

Obito had picked a fight with him, so Aoba naturally had to teach him an unforgettable lesson. After all, once Obito went dark, it would not be so easy to beat him up again.

Still, using Genjutsu against an Uchiha was undeniably provocative.

But this was Konohagakure. As someone on the Hokage's side, undermining the Uchiha clan's prestige was, in a sense, absolutely politically correct.

Whether it was that old man sitting in the Hokage Building puffing on his pipe, the Pot Kage lurking in the shadows, or even most civilian ninja, they would all be delighted to see it.

As long as he did not beat anyone to death or cripple them, merely making them lose face would not bring anyone looking for trouble.

He had more important matters to attend to now.

He had been thinking about the pass Tsunade had given him all this time.

"Kurenai, go home by yourself first. Don't wait for me for dinner. I have something to do."

As soon as the dismissal bell rang, Aoba greeted Kurenai and rushed toward the hospital in a frenzy. He was so excited that Kurenai thought he had gone off to pick up money.

Ever since Aoba had entered the medical Experimental Class, he disappeared every few days, and Kurenai did not mind.

She was the big boss now. She had several underlings, and even the Hokage's son had been beaten into submission and become her lackey.

They would all be her future foundation. Her next goal was to become a female ninja like Lady Tsunade—or surpass Tsunade.

Her third step would be to become Konohagakure's first female Hokage, then make Aoba her Hokage assistant. That way, she could order him around openly from then on.

Hahaha!

What a perfect plan!

Kurenai had not told anyone about this plan. She would work hard in secret and make Aoba see her in a new light.

Konoha Hospital, first-floor lobby.

Injured patients and their family members hurried back and forth. The air was filled with the mingled scent of disinfectant and medicinal herbs.

Aoba looked at the signs on the wall, passed through the crowd, and arrived at the logistics area. The place ahead should be where the files and Archives Room were kept.

"Little boy, you can't just come in here. If you're visiting someone, the inpatient ward is over there."

The moment he reached the corridor entrance, a young nurse stopped him. She held a stack of medical records in her arms, her brows slightly furrowed. Clearly, she had mistaken Aoba for a brat running around the hospital.

"Little... boy?"

Aoba first looked at himself, then looked the nurse up and down. She was only about ten centimeters taller than he was.

Apparently amused by his expression, the young nurse reached out to pat Aoba on the head.

"Hey, a man's head can't just be touched by women."

Aoba hurriedly dodged aside.

"A man?"

The young nurse covered her mouth and laughed. The look in her eyes irritated Aoba somewhat.

Forget it. Aoba took out the pass Tsunade had given him and handed it over, explaining why he was there.

"My name is Yamashiro Aoba. I'm a student in the Ninja Academy's medical Experimental Class. I'm here to look up some information. This is the pass Lady Tsunade gave me."

The young nurse accepted the pass and examined it suspiciously.

It was indeed a pass issued by the hospital.

"The Ninja Academy... Experimental Class?"

The young nurse thought for a moment. She had indeed heard that Lady Tsunade had recently opened a medical training class at the Ninja Academy, but what information could a Ninja Academy trainee possibly need to look up at the hospital?

Aoba did not look very old. He seemed to be a senior student at the Ninja Academy.

"But can Ninja Academy students just enter the Archives Room now? Would he even understand what he reads?"

She muttered under her breath, her eyes still carrying a trace of suspicion.

The Archives Room was not somewhere people could enter casually. At Konoha Hospital, only doctors capable of performing surgery could enter it.

How old was this little brat, anyway?

Could he even tell the difference between stopping bleeding, bandaging wounds, and battlefield first aid?

Outsiders might not understand Tsunade's style, but the people at Konoha Hospital knew it very well.

Bold and unconventional, um...

Fine, she could not keep making things up. After Lady Tsunade got drunk, she did not even know what she had done.

There had been quite a mess because of it before. After that, whenever Lady Tsunade drank, she was absolutely forbidden from entering the hospital.

So now, the nurse suspected that Tsunade had probably gotten drunk again and done something ridiculous.

Aoba sighed.

Sure enough, in this world that judged people by appearances, being too young always meant being looked down on.

Still, she was right. If a child like him could simply use some so-called pass to enter Konoha Hospital's Archives Room or other logistics areas at will, Konohagakure would probably have fallen apart long ago.

He did not waste words explaining. He merely silently extended his right hand, palm facing upward.

Chakra flowed through the meridians in his body and rapidly gathered in his palm.

Buzz.

A soft green glow suddenly lit up, the Basic Medical Ninjutsu that medical ninja needed to master.

"Medical Ninjutsu... Such, such stable chakra..."

The young nurse's eyes widened. The way she looked at Aoba changed instantly. Was this child a monster?

"Y-You... how old are you this year?"

The young nurse asked unwillingly.

"Eight. Well, I'll be nine in two months."

After saying that, Aoba deliberately gave her a shy smile.

Pfft!

The nurse only felt as though a knife had stabbed her straight through the heart.