Is Something Wrong with His Mind?

Uchiha Nagi briefly sorted through the relevant memories.

Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina only truly got together thanks to Cloud Village playing matchmaker with a masterstroke.

Before that, the two had barely interacted. Minato might have been paying attention to Kushina, but only in secret; he had never shown it.

"Seriously, do I have to shepherd your romance along, too?" Uchiha Nagi yawned. He had absolutely no interest in it.

All he wanted was a peaceful life. He couldn't be bothered with something this troublesome.

With that thought, Uchiha Nagi leaned back in his chair again, hoping to get some more rest.

But the noise behind him grew louder, making it impossible for him to relax.

Being unable to get enough rest when you wanted it put anyone in a foul mood, and Uchiha Nagi was no exception.

He slapped a hand on the desk and stood, turning to look at the people over there.

At that moment, one of the boys was pulling Uzumaki Kushina's hair.

"If you want to make a scene, go do it outside the classroom. You're making too much noise in here."

Uchiha Nagi's voice was full of irritation. All he wanted was to rest in peace. What had he done to deserve this? They kept making a racket right next to him!

The boys were startled and stared at Uchiha Nagi.

Finally, one of them worked up the courage to speak. "Uchiha Nagi, we're Enichi's underlings. We're not afraid of you!"

"Oh?" Uchiha Nagi sneered.

"Why don't you ask Enichi whether he'll side with you or with me?"

They froze, then looked over at Uchiha Enichi. He glared at them.

That one look told them which side Uchiha Enichi had chosen. Their bravado vanished, and they stopped bothering Uzumaki Kushina, returning to their seats.

Uchiha Enichi glanced at Uchiha Nagi, too. Though he still looked down on him a little, Uchiha Nagi was one of his clansmen.

Choosing between his clansman and a few unimportant underlings wasn't even a choice.

The Uchiha's honor could not be sullied!

Uzumaki Kushina was a little taken aback. She had been about to fight back, but things had ended just like that.

Should she go over and thank him?

Thinking this, Uzumaki Kushina walked over to Uchiha Nagi's seat.

"No need to thank me. I wasn't trying to help you. You were just too loud and disturbed my rest." Uchiha Nagi had heard her footsteps, but didn't even look up.

"Either way, I should thank you for speaking up," Uzumaki Kushina said after a brief pause.

"If you want to thank me, hit them back next time. Once you've hit them hard enough, they won't try this again. Also..."

Uchiha Nagi offered Uzumaki Kushina some advice, then suddenly seemed to remember something.

Uzumaki Kushina listened and nodded. That was exactly what she'd been thinking: beat the crap out of them!

But Uchiha Nagi's pause made her curious.

"Also what?"

"If you're going to fight, try to do it outside. Don't make a racket in the classroom and disturb my rest." Uchiha Nagi finally raised his head and looked Uzumaki Kushina straight in the eye.

"Hmph, got it." Uzumaki Kushina said nothing more and returned to her seat.

After Uzumaki Kushina left, Uchiha Nagi was about to rest again when he heard the bell ring for class.

"Ugh, what a pain. Such a good chance to rest, wasted just like that." Uchiha Nagi sounded a little disgruntled.

"Nagi, why does it seem like you're always having trouble getting enough rest?" Namikaze Minato looked at Uchiha Nagi and finally asked.

He had noticed this a while ago. Although Uchiha Nagi paid attention in class, whenever he found a free moment, he would rest—and he never seemed to be in very good spirits.

"Hm? Do I?" Uchiha Nagi was taken aback.

"Of course. You haven't noticed?" Namikaze Minato asked in return.

Uchiha Nagi finally furrowed his brow and thought back over how he'd been feeling. Maybe... something really was wrong.

He had assumed he wanted to rest because of his past life and his desire to take it easy.

Besides, he spent a lot of time training after school every day and was exhausted, so he figured that was why.

But after Namikaze Minato pointed it out, he realized that something really did seem off.

No matter how much he rested, he always seemed to be in a state of perpetual fatigue. That was why he wanted to rest whenever he had the chance, hoping to recover his energy.

"Could I not be getting enough nutrients?"

Uchiha Nagi frowned, silently calculating how much he spent on food. He didn't think that was the cause.

He had never skimped on food. A ninja's body was the foundation of their chakra reserves, so he always had plenty of meat, eggs, milk, and vegetables.

In fact, because he wanted to enjoy life, he even cooked for himself. He knew exactly how much nutrition he was getting, and it was definitely enough to meet his body's needs.

"Nagi, nothing's happened so far, but I think you should go to the hospital," Namikaze Minato said with concern.

"Mm, I know. I'll go when I have time."

Uchiha Nagi couldn't figure out why he felt this way, but he didn't refuse. A trip to the Konoha Hospital had already been on his schedule.

He had planned to go after finishing his weighted oil-stepping training, but now it looked like he'd have to go sooner.

After realizing there might be something wrong, Uchiha Nagi paid closer attention to himself. The results put him somewhat at ease.

Although he felt an overwhelming urge to rest whenever he wasn't paying attention, he could fight it by concentrating. Afterward, he didn't feel anything else was wrong.

So there might be a problem, but it wasn't serious.

"Still, I should go to the hospital."

Uchiha Nagi didn't want anything unexpected to happen to his body or mind.

He didn't waste any time and soon got an appointment. The hospital was in central Konoha, so it wasn't far away.

"Your body is perfectly healthy. There's nothing wrong with you," the doctor concluded after examining Uchiha Nagi.

"Doctor, I think the problem might be psychological," Uchiha Nagi said, offering his own theory.

"Based on what you've described, that's possible. But our hospital currently has no way to diagnose psychological disorders, much less treat them."

The doctor looked troubled. Almost all Medical Ninjutsu had nothing to do with the mind.

"How about this? From what I can tell, there's nothing seriously wrong. Go home and get plenty of rest. If this continues, come back to the hospital."

After thinking it over, the doctor offered his advice.

"Okay."