"What's this, not spending a few more days with your little girlfriend? Such a devoted, lovely girl—she's enough to make anyone feel tenderhearted," Uchiha Izumi teased.
Hearing Uchiha Izumi say that, Hyuga Gen wanted to roll his eyes. Unfortunately, he had the Byakugan; he did not even know how to roll them.
"What do you mean, little girlfriend? You make it sound like you're so much older. We're the same age, okay?" Hyuga Gen said with an annoyed curl of his lips.
He understood now—people really could not get too familiar with each other. The Uchiha Izumi who had offered him her seat at the beginning was nowhere to be found.
Back then, she had been so considerate and gentle. Look at her now—she had even learned to make fun of people.
He wanted to stay with her too. They had spent all day being lovey-dovey yesterday and had nearly gone too far, but they were both only twelve. Though this world did not care about such things, as a successor of socialism, he had to wait until he was sixteen at the very least. Otherwise, he would never get past that hurdle in his own heart.
"Tell me, why did you ask me out?" Uchiha Izumi asked. In truth, she could more or less guess what it was about. It was probably related to ninjutsu.
"Listen to you. Can't I ask you out if there's nothing going on? We're on the same team, after all. Can't we spend some time bonding?" Hyuga Gen said with a smile.
"Since when did you learn to beat around the bush? If there's nothing, I'm leaving," Uchiha Izumi said, turning to go.
"Wait, wait. I came to ask for your help. I have a defensive ninjutsu that I want you to help me