What's Wrong with Men Being Perverted

Hyuga Shingetsu scanned Uchiha Akashi from head to toe several times.

Aside from his handsome looks, he didn't seem to have any outstanding specialties.

Back at the Ninja Academy, Akashi's grades were mediocre; other than bearing the Uchiha name, he was entirely unremarkable. It was said that he had grown rapidly after graduation, awakening the Two-Tomoe Sharingan and passing the Chunin Exams in just one year, leading many to regard him as a genius with potential.

Usually, Hyuga Shingetsu didn't pay him much mind, but today, a twist of fate led her to discover something extraordinary.

Why would he wear such a peculiar bodysuit in a small grove?

Judging by the marks on the surrounding targets, the shuriken accuracy was shockingly high—were these all his handiwork?

What a strange guy!

Akashi felt his skin crawl under her gaze; with the Byakugan fixed on him, he felt as if he were standing there naked.

Suddenly, Hyuga Shingetsu spoke up: "The marks on these targets are all yours, right?"

"You saw it all, didn't you?"

"Well," Shingetsu arched a brow, "I happen to be training as well. Want to spar? I recall we didn't cross paths much back at school; this is a good opportunity."

"Eh?"

"Didn't you say wearing that stuff increases attack speed? I want to test it."

Shingetsu added as a clarification.

She didn't believe for a second that Akashi was telling the truth.

At school, the instructors had intentionally limited confrontations between the Uchiha and the Hyuga to avoid misunderstandings. Furthermore, Akashi's performance had been so unremarkable that, as an honor student, the only people Hyuga Shingetsu paid attention to were the top three.

This accidental encounter, however, had piqued her interest in the Uchiha.

"Then, about today..."

Akashi's expression turned awkward.

Hyuga Shingetsu promised, "Consider it a secret between the two of us. I won't tell anyone about your special fetish."

"I'll say it again: I do not have a fetish."

"Please, go easy on me."

Ignoring his defense, Shingetsu took a stance, her pure white eyes locked onto Akashi. Although she hadn't activated the full-range scanning function, her keen insight still surpassed that of an ordinary person.

Every move he made was reflected in her eyes.

She didn't rush to strike; the Hyuga clan excelled at observing and analyzing an opponent's attack patterns, then winning through counterattacks that struck after the opponent had already committed.

Without using the Byakugan, techniques like the Gentle Fist, Eight Trigrams Palms, and Tenketsu Strike could not reach their maximum potential.

However, Uchiha Akashi wasn't using his Sharingan either, so it could be considered fair.

"Alright, here I come."

Akashi shrugged helplessly, shifted his feet, and instantly kicked off the ground to dash forward. He closed the distance as swiftly as a hunting fox, keeping his body low as he threw a straightforward punch toward her midsection.

Since you want me to attack, I'll lead.

It was a simple, unpretentious strike, infused with his full strength.

"It's that simple?" Shingetsu felt a flicker of surprise.

Seeing through his trajectory as if she knew his every move, she tilted her body slightly to the side, dodging the fully-loaded straight punch at a precise angle.

As she shifted, one hand braced against Akashi's elbow while the other pushed out, striking his ribs!

A dull thud echoed.

Akashi flew off at an angle, sliding several meters across the ground before coming to a stop against a rock.

"Hiss—ouch, ouch, ouch! A girl shouldn't hit so hard."

Hearing his cry of pain, Hyuga Shingetsu frowned in dissatisfaction: "Hey, take this seriously!"

Facing her annoyance, Akashi felt helpless. His taijutsu was still in its growth phase; the Hyuga clan naturally held the advantage in close-quarters combat, and he was afraid that switching to ninjutsu would be like bullying her.

Fighting this kind of polite, civilized battle was quite difficult.

Still, taking this chance to test the limits of a Hyuga wouldn't be a bad idea.

After a brief moment of thought, Akashi launched another attack. His legs swung like a windmill, his hips twisting as he unleashed a leg strike that came crashing down like a small cyclone.

Leaf Whirlwind!

A pirated version of Guy's signature move, becoming increasingly refined.

"Now that's more like it!" Shingetsu focused sharply.

Her expression grew excited. Her reaction time and counter-speed were shockingly fast; her hands moved in an arc from bottom to top, following the momentum of Akashi's leg!

It was as if she were using Tai Chi, brushing his leg aside and rotating with the flow to neutralize the force.

Finally, she pushed with both palms, sending Akashi flying into the distance.

This time, Akashi didn't slide along the ground. He braked forcefully with one foot, took the opportunity to pull several shuriken from his Ninja Tool Pouch, and launched them while retreating.

The sharp blades sliced through the air, spiraling to seal off Shingetsu's movement.

She dodged left and right, as if confined within a cramped space, when Akashi, who had been retreating, pressed forward again, delivering a plain, unadorned punch straight at her face.

Shingetsu's eyes sharpened; she twisted her body at an unimaginable angle and swept her leg across in a horizontal arc.

So white!

Oh, no, so fast!

Even if a child of twelve or thirteen were formidable, their strength wouldn't be overwhelming, but the heritage of the Hyuga Clan was simply different from that of ordinary ninja.

Observation, judgment, counterattack—all performed in one fluid motion.

Akashi's punch was mid-air when her slender, fair calf reached his chest.

Having learned from two consecutive setbacks, Akashi hurriedly retracted his move, actively creating distance to barely dodge the kick, and stumbled back several steps.

"The Uchiha Clan's Shurikenjutsu is indeed troublesome, but you've underestimated me."

Shingetsu delivered her verdict, confidently brushing a lock of hair behind her ear.

But something unexpected happened—

Several threads rose from the ground.

Her eyes had been fixed on Uchiha Akashi the entire time, yet she had overlooked what was tied to the shuriken; now, realizing it too late, she was caught off guard.

Akashi's fingers twitched, pulling at the shuriken on the ground, making them dance and flutter like fallen birds taking flight once more.

At the same time, Akashi broke into a rapid sprint.

The steel wires traced elegant curves, wrapping and binding her body.

The loose gray clothing was pulled taut against her frame; Hyuga Shingetsu looked down, her cheeks suddenly flushing bright red, and white steam seemed to rise from the top of her head.

This kind of binding technique...

"And you say you aren't a pervert!"

Shingetsu shouted delicately, her face full of shyness.

Akashi was on the verge of tears: "This is wire manipu—"

"Manipulate what! Take this!"

Although bound, a kunai had already slid into Shingetsu's hand; she had prepared it specifically to counter the Uchiha Clan's Shurikenjutsu, and it came in handy just in time.

The metal sliced through the threads, emitting a sharp, screeching sound.

The next second, Shingetsu launched an offensive, no longer caring about hitting specific pressure points, and unleashed a barrage of Gentle Fist Art: Eight Trigrams Palms directly at Akashi.

Without needing to activate her Byakugan, she didn't have to worry about where she was striking.

The palm strikes poured out, and Akashi could barely parry, taking hit after hit.

"Huff... huff..." Seeing he couldn't hold on any longer, Shingetsu finally stopped and snorted, "You'd better get rid of these habits and go back to being a normal person, otherwise, no matter how handsome you are, you're going to keep getting beaten up."

Akashi had taken the beating and couldn't even voice a complaint.

One thing was clear: before using the Eight Trigrams Palms, Hyuga Shingetsu had been hiding part of her strength; it seemed she already possessed the level of a Chunin or higher.

After a while, Shingetsu added, "Let's call it a day for now."

"Hey, wait..."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."

Shingetsu turned her head, her cheeks still carrying a faint crimson hue, "Only I know you're a pervert."

Hey, that sentence of yours is pretty perverted itself.

But before Akashi could say anything else, Shingetsu had already turned and left without even saying goodbye, looking even more arrogant than many members of the Uchiha Clan.

"What a hassle. I got rid of Itachi, and now here comes her. At least Hyuga Shingetsu doesn't seem like the type to run her mouth. Then again, what's wrong with a man being a pervert..."

Akashi waited until she was gone before climbing up from the ground and dusting off the dirt.

He smoothed out his hair, completely unscathed.