Dancing at Thin Air

Uchiha Mikoto covered her cherry lips with her small hand and thought seriously.

After pondering for a moment, she could only think of one possibility.

Perhaps the gap between Uchiha Kurohane's Genjutsu ability and hers was not that great. Uchiha Kurohane had merely won by a narrow margin.

He had won because he possessed the Two-Tomoe Sharingan, and his Sharingan was stronger than hers.

Once she awakened the Two-Tomoe Sharingan too, her Genjutsu would be stronger than Uchiha Kurohane's.

After thinking that through, Uchiha Mikoto felt capable again.

Uchiha Kurohane pressed a hand atop her head and said with a smile.

"You remember what you said just now, right? You're my little follower now."

Uchiha Mikoto immediately shook her head, flinging Uchiha Kurohane's hand away.

"No, I'm not. You threatened me just now, so that doesn't count!"

Uchiha Mikoto went back on her word.

Objectively speaking, though, Uchiha Mikoto had a point.

Uchiha Kurohane really had used sinister Genjutsu to frighten her. If Uchiha Mikoto had agreed to become his little follower because of that, that would have been stranger.

Uchiha Kurohane forcibly placed his hand on Uchiha Mikoto's hair and gave it a vigorous rub.

"I was just joking. You don't need to take it seriously."

Seeing that Uchiha Kurohane did not insist and admitted it had been a joke, Uchiha Mikoto immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Still, she felt that having her head patted by a child five years younger than her was far too embarrassing. It was a humiliation.

She instinctively wanted to shake her head again and stop Uchiha Kurohane from touching her.

However, Uchiha Mikoto was surprised to find that she did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, Uchiha Kurohane's hand felt warm and pleasant.

That strange sensation left Uchiha Mikoto slightly intoxicated, and she quickly