A hundred-man slaughter?
Intense?
What the fuck, why did this feel like a scene from some porno? Keigo Uchiha felt completely out of sorts, but looking at the eleven people assembled before him, he grinned and raised a brow. "Don't worry, victory is guaranteed. Let your class president lead the charge!"
"If any of you fail to become clan head in the future, don't call yourselves my classmates. That'd be too embarrassing!"
He flashed a brilliant, flamboyant grin.
Not to mention anything else.
Over the past three years at the Ninja Academy, their relationship had long surpassed that of ordinary friends; they had become true companions. This was not merely because they were all "second-generation ninjas."
More importantly, it was because of Keigo Uchiha's strength and guidance.
As long as he was there, everyone was bound together like a single rope. Whether it was the troublemaking Senju Nawaki or the tsundere Hyuga Ruri, they all fit harmoniously into the class.
"Keigo, don't embarrass me. If you can't become the head of the Uchiha Clan, then you'll be nothing more than a defeated opponent of mine!"
Hyuga Ruri raised her brows, smiling. "Because I will definitely become the head of the Hyuga Clan!"
The probing gazes around her made her pretty face flush.
Beside her, Inuzuka Mi clasped her delicate hands together. "Keigo, good luck!"
Her eyes were soft, like sunlight in spring.
Unlike the tsundere Hyuga Ruri, she would not freely express her feelings, yet that gentle gaze carried its own unique charm.
Keigo Uchiha grinned, his eyes filled with determination to win.
The surrounding ninjas could not help but marvel as they watched the eleven people passionately support Keigo Uchiha and saw his flamboyant bearing. Though they had not attended the Ninja Academy themselves, their children had.
They had