Riding Mikoto (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

Uchiha Mikoto leaned down, her hands pressing firmly against Uchiha Kurohane's shoulders, while she used the weight of her waist and legs to pin him in place.

Logically speaking, Uchiha Mikoto held the mount position and possessed an overwhelming advantage; in such a situation, it was nearly impossible for the person beneath her to turn the tables.

Furthermore, Uchiha Mikoto was five years older than Uchiha Kurohane, and since Kurohane was significantly smaller in stature, she held a massive advantage in that regard as well.

Uchiha Mikoto should have been the winner.

However, Uchiha Kurohane had inherited his taijutsu talent from Yakushi Nonō, which included proficiency in Jujutsu.

Jujutsu is a form of taijutsu specifically designed for close-quarters grappling on the ground.

It contains techniques for suppressing an opponent or escaping from an opponent's suppression.

Uchiha Kurohane knew exactly how to break the mount.

He grabbed Mikoto's wrists with a reverse grip and pulled her small hands away with force.

To compensate and regain her leverage, Uchiha Mikoto leaned further forward, pressing the weight of her upper body down.

Seizing the moment she leaned in, Uchiha Kurohane thrust his waist upward with a burst of strength.

Because Uchiha Mikoto's body was tilted forward, her center of gravity was unstable, and she was lifted directly off him by Uchiha Kurohane's thrust.

Unable to exert force while suspended in mid-air, she was easily flipped over by Uchiha Kurohane, who pinned her to the ground in one fluid motion.

Uchiha Kurohane straddled her waist once more, looking down at Mikoto's pretty face with a pleased smile.

"It seems I'm the one who won after all."

Uchiha Mikoto felt unconvinced and tried to flip him over again.

Having learned from his previous experience, Uchiha Kurohane held her down firmly this time.

After struggling for a while, Uchiha Mikoto quickly realized that Uchiha Kurohane's strength was far greater than her own.

With no other options, she had no choice but to submit.

Uchiha Mikoto gazed up at Uchiha Kurohane's face, her heart pounding wildly, her cheeks flushed with a rosy glow, and sweat beading on her skin.

[Ji Ya~ Host has successfully made Mikoto submit, completing the achievement "Uchiha Mikoto is Convinced," and obtaining the trait "Mikoto's Chakra D+."]

(Mikoto's Chakra D+: Host gains Uchiha Mikoto's Lightning Release, Fire Release, Water Release, and Yin Release chakra.)

Uchiha Mikoto was only a fourteen-year-old girl with a limited chakra pool, so the trait was only at the D+ level.

However, Uchiha Kurohane had previously lacked Lightning Release chakra, which filled a gap in his repertoire.

On the other hand, the chakra he had previously obtained from Kushina Uzumaki consisted of Water, Earth, Yang, and Yin, but no Fire.

Since Uchiha Kurohane's own Fire Release chakra was scarce, he had to convert other types of chakra into Fire Release before he could perform fire techniques.

This process was not only cumbersome but also consumed a significant amount of extra chakra.

Now that he had added Fire Release chakra, it would save him a lot of trouble.

After reviewing the system rewards, Uchiha Kurohane noticed that Uchiha Mikoto had completely stopped struggling and asked with a smile.

"Are you admitting defeat?"

Although Uchiha Mikoto had admitted it in her heart, her mouth refused to concede.

"No, you used Chakra Enhanced Strength; you broke the rules."

"I didn't use Chakra Enhanced Strength."

"Your strength is so great, you must have used it!"

Uchiha Kurohane immediately understood what Mikoto was implying.

Chakra Enhanced Strength involved using chakra to reinforce the body and increase power.

Since this process occurred internally, it was invisible to anyone lacking a Byakugan.

Therefore, Uchiha Kurohane had no way to prove his innocence.

This little girl, Uchiha Mikoto, was unexpectedly cunning!

But it didn't matter if she refused to admit it; she was only fourteen, an underage girl.

Uchiha Kurohane had never intended to do anything to her anyway.

He only wanted to demonstrate his strength so that Mikoto would abandon her delusions of making him her lackey and instead become his own.

Now that his goal was achieved, it didn't matter if she didn't admit defeat.

That said, the feeling of sitting on Uchiha Mikoto's waist and looking down at her was unexpectedly wonderful.

Uchiha Kurohane didn't want to leave; he wanted to argue with her until the end.

However, at that moment, a stern reprimand echoed from a distance.

"What are you two doing?"

Uchiha Mikoto's delicate body trembled upon hearing the voice, and she hurriedly whispered.

"My foster father is here, get off me quickly!"

Uchiha Mikoto had mentioned before that her foster father was Uchiha Setsuna.

He was an old Uchiha hawk who had once attempted to overthrow the rule of the Second Hokage.

After spending over a decade in prison, he had been released by the merciful Third Hokage due to the Second Shinobi World War, and he now served as the head of the Uchiha clan.

His personality was gloomy, and he was usually reticent.

Uchiha Kurohane had never had any contact with him in the past.

Seeing him walk over now, he hurriedly stepped aside and stood up.

Uchiha Mikoto, blushing, patted her backside and scrambled to her feet as well.

Uchiha Setsuna strode toward the two of them, fixing his cold gaze upon Uchiha Kurohane.

"What were you doing to Mikoto just now?"

Uchiha Setsuna looked as if he had just seen his own prize cabbage being trampled; his face was full of rage, and he was so angry that his hands were trembling.

Uchiha Kurohane felt that this old man had something wrong with his brain.

He was only nine years old, just a child; what could he possibly do?

It was just children playing around; what was there to get so worked up about?

Uchiha Mikoto stepped in to answer for Uchiha Kurohane first.

"He and I were practicing taijutsu."

Uchiha Setsuna did not believe her explanation at first and was about to ask why they needed to be straddling each other on the ground to practice taijutsu, but he fell silent when he saw the two wooden kunai on the ground.

He narrowed his eyes and, after observing them carefully, discovered that the kunai were covered in nicks—the marks of intense collisions.

This proved that the two of them were truly practicing with wooden kunai, and that they were practicing with great dedication.

It was rare for Uchiha Setsuna to see Mikoto training so diligently, and he felt a wave of relief in his heart.

Mikoto had finally started to work hard.

She must have been inspired by Uchiha Fugaku and become motivated.

However, she should have attended Fugaku's farewell party first and trained after he had left.

It was highly inappropriate for her to skip Fugaku's farewell party just to come here and train with this child.

If Uchiha Fugaku found out, he would certainly misunderstand.

Besides, what was the point of training with this dead-last student?

Other than possessing the Sharingan, this guy was useless; training with him was a waste of time.

Uchiha Setsuna said in a deep voice, "If you want to train, you should come to me. I will assign the most excellent instructors to guide you."

"And just now was Fugaku's farewell party; why didn't you attend?"

It turned out that Uchiha Setsuna had noticed Uchiha Mikoto was missing from the crowd, which was why he had come looking for her.

"I don't like crowded places," Uchiha Mikoto said, pitching her voice to sound willfully spoiled.

"Sigh, Fugaku is going to the dangerous Land of Rain to fight. Even if you don't like it, you should have endured it... Forget it, what's done is done; there's no point in talking about it now."

"Come with me. I'll help you find a female taijutsu instructor."

Uchiha Setsuna emphasized the word "female," clearly dissatisfied with the physical contact Uchiha Kurohane had just had with Mikoto.

Uchiha Kurohane thought he was being too petty.

He had only been straddling Mikoto's waist; he hadn't done anything excessive to her.

Mikoto hadn't lost a piece of flesh, either.

For this old man to be dissatisfied was truly too petty!

There was no future for someone so petty; it was no wonder his coup d'état had failed...