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"Pfft—hahaha! What are you doing, forehead?"

Seeing Chizuru's embarrassed failure at performing the jutsu, Nawaki immediately burst out laughing.

If Chizuru's earlier anger had merely been humiliation turning to rage, and she had only wanted to teach Nawaki a lesson, then now she genuinely wanted to kill him. This time, she did not form any hand seals. She simply pulled a kunai from her body and charged at Nawaki, thrusting it straight at him.

Nawaki did not panic. He had long expected that doing this would anger Chizuru, and he swiftly drew a kunai as well.

With a sharp "clang!"

The two kunai struck each other, sending up a few sparks.

Then, the two exchanged more than a dozen consecutive clashes of kunai.

Faced with Chizuru's fierce assault, Nawaki had some difficulty blocking, but he ultimately held his ground. He even caught an opening and launched a counterattack, though Chizuru easily dodged it.

Their fight did not last long, because Wasabi Mitarai arrived. She used Shadow Clone and subdued both of them in an instant.

"What are you two doing? This is a school, not a place for you to do whatever you please."

Wasabi Mitarai said coldly.

"Hmph."

Chizuru turned her head aside and snorted, clearly not taking Wasabi Mitarai's words seriously.

She had no interest in listening to a mere Chunin.

What concerned her more was the exchange she had just had with Nawaki. She had never expected that the Senju trash from a month ago could now engage her in close combat and block all of her attacks.

Damn it, that Senju trash had grown so quickly.

She was beginning to understand why the Senju Clan had been such formidable rivals to the Uchiha.

Nawaki, on the other hand, laughed carefreely. He was in a great mood now, and even if he was punished, he would accept it.

Grandma, I did it.

I'm not trash. My efforts during this time weren't wasted.

Ever since being humiliated by Chizuru and Kirito, he had begun training diligently. He seriously carried out every grueling exercise his grandmother assigned apart from Sealing Jutsu, and was practically beaten up every day by his grandmother's loving fists. After a month of hard work, he had finally become capable of fighting Chizuru.

Although he still could not defeat Chizuru, at least he would no longer be toyed with and crushed like he had been in the beginning.

This was undoubtedly tremendous progress.

He, Nawaki, truly had the makings of a Hokage.

Kirito was not surprised at all that Nawaki could fight Chizuru. Over the past month, he was probably among the few people who understood Nawaki's growth in strength best.

That guy pestered him for sparring every day.

How could he not know?

Although Nawaki only had Wisdom 2, like Tsunade, he had inherited the bloodline of top experts from both the Senju Clan and the Uzumaki Clan. Perhaps he was somewhat inferior to Tsunade, but in terms of ninja talent, he was still a genius.

Leaving everything else aside, the fact that Nawaki already possessed a Chakra reserve comparable to a Jonin's meant that his future achievements would not be low.

Nawaki had simply been too mischievous in the past and had not trained diligently, which was why he had possessed an enormous amount of Chakra without knowing how to use it.

Furthermore, like Chizuru, Nawaki had been born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Every day, he ate Medicinal Cuisine that could strengthen his body's foundation and soaked in medicinal baths with the same effect. His physical foundation was incomparably solid.

Now that he had undergone Mito's strict guidance and was willing to settle down and train, it was only natural that his strength would advance by leaps and bounds.

If Kirito had not awakened a Sage Transformation physique that allowed him to absorb Natural Energy to improve his physical abilities, along with possessing top-tier ninja talent, his rate of improvement might not even have been able to catch Nawaki's dust.

Wasabi Mitarai was undoubtedly very dissatisfied with Chizuru and Nawaki's attitudes, but their backgrounds were terrifying. One was the granddaughter of the Uchiha Clan Head, while the other was the grandson of the First Hokage. Neither was someone a mere Chunin like her could afford to offend.

However, who was Wasabi Mitarai? Since she had dared to take over this class from the Third Hokage, she was not afraid of offending people.

If she did not dare to discipline these two troublemakers today, her authority among the students would surely plummet. In the future, it would be difficult to make the restless little brats in class obey her.

She could not truly beat them half to death, and this level was about enough.

But she had plenty of ways to teach little brats a lesson.

So she immediately said, "You three, go to the training field and do one hundred laps of frog jumps before coming back."

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Kirito's eyes immediately widened as he stared at Wasabi Mitarai.

Why had he gotten caught up in this again?

He was innocent.

How was this woman so blind?

If he had to do frog jumps in front of the entire school, where would Kirito's dignity go?

Wasabi Mitarai ignored Kirito's innocent expression. She merely looked at him coldly, then silently raised the fist on her back, bulging with veins.

Her fist had hardened.

This one could be hit a little harder.

"I hate unreasonable women the most."

Kirito decisively turned and left.

Nawaki quickly caught up and said to Kirito with a grin, "Just a hundred laps. Easy, easy."

Chizuru did not go. She had no intention of listening to some mere Chunin.

"If you don't go, then wait to be expelled. You're not welcome in my class."

Wasabi Mitarai issued Chizuru one final ultimatum.

She could not hit Chizuru, but as the homeroom teacher, she could send her back.

Chizuru showed no reaction.

At that moment, Wasabi Mitarai said softly, "An Uchiha genius being expelled on her very first day... I imagine plenty of people would love to see Uchiha make fools of themselves."

"Hmph."

Chizuru snorted coldly, then turned and left.

The glory of the Uchiha could not be tarnished.

That damn Chunin.

"Haah... I finally managed to get that troublesome Uchiha to go through punishment with a little provocation."

Seeing Chizuru finally obediently head off to be punished, Wasabi Mitarai's aloof expression instantly crumbled. She covered her forehead with one hand, feeling utterly exhausted.

Chizuru's unruly attitude toward her, Nawaki's carefree mischief, and Kirito, who looked innocent but was actually the source of every conflict—the three of them were the greatest crisis she had encountered in her young teaching career.

"But the three of them really are geniuses. If I can guide them into becoming outstanding ninjas, that would be an honor as well."

Standing by the window, Wasabi Mitarai watched Kirito and the other two frog-jump around the field at incredible speed and smiled faintly.

On the field, Kirito, Chizuru, and Nawaki all seriously performed frog jumps. It was not because they were honestly accepting Wasabi Mitarai's punishment, but because they had realized this punishment was a contest.

Frog jumps were different from running. If they had to run a hundred laps, it would not have been difficult for the three of them given their stamina. But completing them through frog jumps made it many times harder.

In this contest, Nawaki, with his astonishing stamina, began to show his edge, steadily hopping at the very front of the punished students.

Chizuru was a girl, and she did not possess talents like the Sage Body or Sage Transformation. She was at the greatest disadvantage when it came to physical ability. Her explosive bursts might have been impressive, but her endurance still could not compare to Nawaki's or Kirito's.

Thus, while Chizuru could keep up with Nawaki at first and even occasionally surpass him, she gradually began to fall behind. Kirito, steady as ever, caught up to her, leaving her in last place.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it."

Watching the two ahead of her hop farther and farther away, Chizuru could not accept the fact that she had lost to them in physical fitness.

She gritted her teeth, wanting to force herself to exert strength again and catch up.

But her body clearly would not allow her to keep acting willfully. With one careless misstep, she lost her balance and fell to the ground with a thud, scraping both her elbows and knees.

Blood began to seep from her wounds.

Pain followed, stabbing at Chizuru's nerves.

A sense of grievance began to brew in Chizuru's heart.

Chizuru's nose stung, and she really wanted to cry. But her father and mother were gone, so she could not cry. She held it in.

"Look over here."

Suddenly, a voice came from ahead.

Chizuru looked up and saw a bruised and swollen boy making a pig snout with his face.

"Pfft—"

Though it was only a clumsy attempt at comedy, the sight struck Chizuru as absurdly funny, and she could not help laughing.

"You're bleeding. I'll take you to the infirmary. We can use this chance to skip the punishment too, hehe~"

Seeing this, Kirito smiled slightly and extended a hand toward Chizuru.

Chizuru, who had already covered her mouth with one hand, hesitated for a moment before slowly reaching out.

The next instant, Kirito quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her away with him, the two of them fleeing the field together.

Nawaki was still happily hopping forward, practically transformed into a cheerful little frog. When he finally came to his senses and proudly turned around to look at Kirito and Chizuru behind him, he discovered that the two of them had vanished long ago.

"Huh?!!!"

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