Serves You Right for Getting Triggered

Training Ground.

"Red, you're the only one I don't want to hit too hard..."

The young Kurenai Yuhi had big, round eyes, with the ends of her curls perked up playfully. She was truly adorable enough to inspire pity.

Uchiha Ling stared at Kurenai Yuhi as he spoke gently, though the corner of his eye was watching Asuma Sarutobi.

The children of the Hidden Leaf Village matured far too early.

Asuma clenched his teeth tightly, utterly enraged. What did he mean, "you're the only one"? What did he mean, "don't want to hit too hard"?

Kurenai Yuhi had inherited her father's talent for genjutsu. Her Yin-nature chakra was decent, but the Yang-nature chakra distributed through her body was much weaker. Her taijutsu was nothing remarkable, and she was somewhat slight of build.

Obito Uchiha shouted from the side, "Red! Beat the stuffing out of that skinny beanpole!"

Red's little fists flew at Uchiha Ling, but he evaded them time after time by shifting his shoulders.

Uchiha Ling dodged far too easily, and with that doting smile on his face, it looked less like sparring and more like flirting.

When Asuma Sarutobi saw Uchiha Ling repeatedly grab Kurenai Yuhi's wrist or fist, he grew even angrier.

After observing Red's taijutsu habits, Uchiha Ling prepared to deliver the final blow.

Ever since White Fang's suicide, Uchiha Ling had kept his head down and avoided provoking trouble.

After the storm had passed, Uchiha Ling had diligently practiced the White Fang Flow Body Technique every day for a month.

The core of the White Fang Flow Body Technique was to gather chakra at one or several chakra points in the body, then unleash it in an explosion.

For example, right now, Uchiha Ling gathered chakra at several points in his waist and back.

When Kurenai Yuhi threw a sweeping kick, Uchiha Ling suddenly twisted his body and crouched.

To everyone else, Uchiha Ling's turn-and-crouch movement abruptly accelerated.

With a low sweep, he struck Kurenai Yuhi's supporting foot, sending her flying sideways into the air.

Uchiha Ling reached out, placing one hand behind Kurenai Yuhi's shoulder and hooking the other beneath the bend of her knees, catching her in a bridal carry.

"Don't be afraid, Red. How could I bear to let you fall..."

The carefree expression unique to a second-generation heir vanished from Asuma Sarutobi's face. As he stared at the two of them, a gentle breeze blew through, and leaves drifted slowly down from the tree, landing on Kurenai Yuhi's shoulder.

That damned Uchiha Ling actually blew on it, sending the leaf flying away.

Uchiha Ling waited for a while, but no system notification came.

That shouldn't be right. I put on that much of an act, and Asuma Sarutobi still hasn't been triggered?

Kurenai Yuhi remained frozen in Uchiha Ling's arms, too shocked to move. A few seconds later, she suddenly began struggling.

As everyone knew, an angry wife was like a New Year pig—both were extremely hard to hold down.

Uchiha Ling had no choice but to set Kurenai Yuhi down.

Covering her face, Kurenai Yuhi ran back to the other students.

Asuma Sarutobi angrily raised his hand. "Teacher! I want to challenge Skinny Beanpole!"

Teacher Yamano said unhappily, "Don't call your classmate by a nickname."

"I want to challenge Uchiha Ling!"

"Uchiha Ling, do you need a rest?"

"No, Teacher. But Red still hasn't formed the Reconciliation Seal with me."

Yamano looked toward Kurenai Yuhi. She had no choice but to return reluctantly, and the two hooked their index and middle fingers together.

Veins bulged on Asuma Sarutobi's forehead as he suppressed his rage.

Once Kurenai Yuhi left, Asuma Sarutobi eagerly formed the Seal of Opposition and charged at Uchiha Ling.

As one of the four jonin team leaders of the original story's Twelve Young Ninjas, Asuma Sarutobi was not particularly strong. He was a whole level below Kakashi and Guy.

After exchanging two probing moves, Uchiha Ling discovered that Asuma Sarutobi's childhood talent had been fairly ordinary.

Asuma Sarutobi also had an older brother. Rumor had it that his brother was exceptionally talented and one of the Third Hokage's core subordinates.

When major clans raised an heir, they piled all their resources onto one person. As for the other children, it was enough if they stayed alive.

No matter how large a clan was, it could not withstand its assets and resources being divided equally over and over again. Only concentrated resources could be passed down effectively.

Take the Sarutobi Clan, for instance. Who should inherit the top-tier summon beast, the Monkey King, was a major problem.

Hiruzen Sarutobi's choice was... to keep it for himself until he died. He never passed the Monkey King on to anyone else before his death. He was incredibly stingy.

"Asuma Sarutobi, Kakashi has already become a genin. At this age, your brother was definitely much stronger than you. Just admit it—you're a useless second-generation brat whom no one cares about, with nothing but the title of Hokage's son!

"I don't know who Kurenai Yuhi will like, but she definitely won't like a useless piece of trash..."

Asuma Sarutobi recalled how his mother had spoiled him while being harsh with his brother, and suddenly realized that she had cared more about his brother all along.

She spoiled him because she expected nothing from him. She was harsh with his brother because she had high hopes for him.

As for his father—the Hokage—he could not even see him two or three times a month. Yet his brother was his father's right-hand man.

His mind faltered for an instant. Asuma Sarutobi went all in with a sweeping kick aimed at Uchiha Ling's side.

The chakra in Uchiha Ling's arm chakra points erupted instantly, blocking Asuma Sarutobi's sweeping kick like iron.

He raised his leg and kicked Asuma Sarutobi's supporting calf, forcing Asuma to drop to one knee before him.

"Accept reality. The pride you show off in front of Kurenai Yuhi isn't worth shit!"

Uchiha Ling whispered like a demon, "Asuma, your dad doesn't love you..."

[A ninja near the host has been triggered. The Triggered System is activating...]

It worked!

Hiss...

The effect was a little too good. Asuma Sarutobi had truly been triggered. His eyes were now filled with lost confusion and pain.

[Asuma Sarutobi has been detected as triggered. Extracting an ability related to Asuma Sarutobi. The host may choose one of three options.

Option One: Wind-nature chakra;

Option Two: 0.1 cal of chakra;

Option Three: Basic kunai throwing technique.]

What!

Seeing these rewards, Uchiha Ling was stunned.

No wonder you got triggered. If I were you, I'd have stopped living a long time ago!

You're the second son of the Third Hokage, yet you don't know anything? You haven't learned a single family secret technique?

Where's Five-Style Great Combo? Where's the Monkey King summoning contract?

Thinking carefully, Asuma Sarutobi's ability set as an adult in the original story had almost nothing to do with Hiruzen Sarutobi.

Hiruzen Sarutobi had taught the Three Sannin only because the Three Sannin themselves were already strong. Tie a dog to that position, and the Three Sannin would still be the Three Sannin.

Hiruzen Sarutobi's teaching ability itself was highly questionable. Just look at him—he had raised his second son into uselessness.

Option One, Wind-nature chakra, was not entirely useless. It was simply useless for now.

Uchiha Ling's chakra nature was Fire, so there was no need for him to fill out other natures yet.

Option Three, basic kunai throwing technique—did he not know how to throw kunai?

He had only transmigrated three to five days ago, and he was already quite skilled with kunai.

He chose the chakra amount.

The original owner had possessed 0.2 cal of chakra. With this draw, it became 0.3 cal.

Chakra was a mixture of spiritual energy and physical energy. Uchiha Ling felt that both his body and mind had been strengthened to varying degrees.

He turned to look at Teacher Yamano.

"Form the Reconciliation Seal!"

Asuma Sarutobi rose to his feet in a daze, hooked his fingers with Uchiha Ling's, then staggered back among the other students.

Does Dad really not love me?