The boys' restroom.
Uchiha looked into the mirror and spoke in a deliberately profound tone.
"I went out to grind dungeons so I could defeat you better."
Ayanokoji: "?"
That logic... somehow made sense?
Uchiha looked at Ayanokoji and spoke with a grave expression.
"I heard you haven't made many friends this month. Have you considered dyeing your hair blond?"
"..."
"Why?"
Uchiha pretended to be confused, the corner of his mouth curling up.
"Isn't blond hair always for popular guys in anime?"
Ayanokoji: "..."
Apologize to Natsume Takashi right now!!
Natsume was gentle and kind, but because he could see yokai, he had been isolated since childhood and struggled socially. He wasn't popular at all!!!
"Then why don't you dye yours?"
Uchiha righteously refused. "It fades, and pillowcases are hard to wash."
Fine, kid, you win!!!
Ayanokoji had more or less become numb to it and could not be bothered to argue with him.
He then brought up another topic.
"There's been a ghost story going around the academy lately. You know about it, right?"
A ghost story??
Uchiha was delighted. What a coincidence. I just learned lightning arts...
One lightning ball, and what kind of ghost could possibly withstand that?
Last night.
After the news continued to spread, Uchiha finally accumulated one hundred thousand Passion Points late at night.
At the time, he sat cross-legged on his bed and took a deep breath.
"Deep Blue, add points!!!"
[Ding. Spend 100000 Passion Points to raise 'Thunder Judgment' to mastery?]
"Yes!"
[Ding. Enhancement successful!]
The moment the words left his mouth,
Uchiha felt as though a huge amount of information had suddenly been crammed into his mind.
It was all incredibly mysterious, not some formula for circulating energy through his meridians.
Instead, it concerned the definition