Victory

"Please, show me your guidance!" Mirai said.

"Hmph! If you don't want to get beaten up and cry for your mommy, you'd better concede now," Sato said, cracking his knuckles at Mirai. His face wore an arrogant and overbearing expression, as if he didn't hold Mirai in any regard at all.

Seeing this, Mirai smiled and replied, "Then please, go easy on me." He's even more arrogant than This One? This One is a man destined to punch Uchiha Madara and stomp the Ten-Tails! Of course, Mirai wasn't actually that conceited, but he couldn't stand others being arrogant in front of him—especially toward him. It was time to teach this guy a lesson and show him who the real boss of this class was.

Sato quietly moved his hands behind his back, pulled out two shuriken, and flung them directly at Mirai.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" The shuriken spun as they flew toward Mirai. Mirai stood his ground, unmoving. Just as the shuriken were about to strike, Mirai swiftly extended his right hand, his index and middle fingers accurately piercing the center rings of the shuriken. The two blades spun in his hand before coming to a complete stop.

Sato's expression turned ugly upon seeing this, and the other children were left stunned. They might be able to do that in the future, but for students who had just started school, this level of technique was clearly out of reach.

Seeing this display, Nakamura-sensei's lips curled into a smile. Based on this move alone, Mirai's strength and technique far surpassed the other students in the class.

"Nice! Great catch, Mirai! Go for it, beat him!" Cunxia Ye was already cheering for Mirai. Mirai was his friend, and he was naturally unhappy that the opponent had spoken to Mirai so arrogantly.

Shiba Bun rubbed his ears and said to Cunxia Ye, "Stop shouting. Isn't it obvious that Mirai is stronger than him? He would have beaten him even without your cheering." Although Shiba Bun seemed to be lecturing Cunxia Ye, anyone could tell he was also mocking Sato for overestimating himself.

"Yeah, you're right. How could he possibly be a match for Mirai?" Cunxia Ye scratched his head and said.

Hearing the back-and-forth between Cunxia Ye and Shiba Bun, Sato's face turned ghastly. Being the type of person who loved to show off, he couldn't tolerate their cold sarcasm.

He put his hands behind his back, gripped two shuriken in each hand, and launched them at Mirai. Mirai threw the two shuriken he was holding.

"Clang! Clang!"

Sato's four shuriken were knocked down by the two thrown by Mirai. Mirai had put a lot of hard work into his shuriken and kunai throwing, almost always scoring full marks. The shuriken thrown by his opponent had all come straight on; in his current eyes, they possessed no lethality whatsoever.

Seemingly realizing that his shuriken couldn't do anything to Mirai, Sato let out a shout, drew a kunai, and charged at him. Mirai stood still; he also carried kunai and shuriken, but they weren't needed against an opponent of this level.

Just as Sato reached within a meter of Mirai, he thrust the kunai toward Mirai's face. Mirai hadn't moved yet, and a smile appeared on Sato's face. Nakamura-sensei's hand moved slightly, as if intending to intervene.

Suddenly, Mirai shifted forward half a step, his right hand striking quickly at the crook of Sato's arm, while his left hand clamped onto Sato's wrist, forcing the kunai to change direction. Before many of the students could even gasp, the fight was over. They had expected to see blood.

At this moment, the kunai that had been aimed at Mirai was still in Sato's hand, but it was now pointed directly at the center of Sato's brow. It seemed that if Mirai wished, he could take Sato's life at any moment. Sato appeared terrified; his pupils dilated, and his expression turned blank and foolish.

The homeroom teacher, Nakamura Hino, stepped forward and announced, "Group fifteen, Mirai wins!" Mirai released Sato's hand, smiled at him, and said, "I concede the victory," before walking back to his seat.

[Ding! Host has defeated an opponent, rewarded with one point! Please keep up the good work!]

Hearing the system prompt, Mirai felt quite good. He had gained another point. Opening the two-tomoe Sharingan required ten points, and now that he had one, he only needed nine more. Perhaps he could even open the three-tomoe Sharingan before graduation. Life was truly wonderful.

Seeing Mirai return, Cunxia Ye reached out and high-fived him. "That was amazing, Mirai! When did you get so strong?"

"Hard training, of course."

"Congratulations on your victory!" Hyuga Hiben said to Mirai, and Mikazuki Sora added, "Congratulations."

"Thanks! You guys do your best too," Mirai replied to Hyuga Hiben and Mikazuki Sora.

"That guy Sato, so arrogant—just because his family has a little money? He was so scared he almost wet his pants just now, haha!" Cunxia Ye gloated, making Sato's expression even uglier.

"Alright, leave it be. He still has some skill. It'll be your turn soon," Shiba Bun said from the side.

Shiba Bun had fought earlier than Mirai and had already won, securing his victory ahead of time. Almost as soon as Shiba Bun finished speaking, Nakamura-sensei called out Cunxia Ye's name, and he went out to compete.

Seeing the noisy Cunxia Ye leave, Uchiha Itachi finally had a chance to speak. He offered his congratulations to Mirai. Mirai shrugged and smiled, "It's nothing. While winning is fun, it doesn't really feel like much of an achievement." True enough, it feels like I'm just bullying a child.

"By the way, Mirai, my mother would like to see you, and my father also wants you to visit the clan. Do you have time?" Uchiha Itachi asked Mirai.

(⊙_⊙)? The smile on Mirai's face froze instantly. Oh crap, do we really have to do this? I'm not your nephew, why do you want to see me? The Uchiha Clan is huge—can't you just forget I exist? This feels like the setup for a total wipeout. Are they trying to recruit me for the coup? Uh, it doesn't seem like they're rebelling yet, but they definitely will in the future...