The Man You Can Love but Never Have

Faced with the over-the-top antics of these two lunatics, all the girls in the class looked as if they had seen something filthy and took three synchronized steps back.

Kurenai Yuhi looked even more disgusted, her stomach churning so badly she could barely stand to watch.

[ Ding! Guard-Break Points from Kurenai Yuhi, +999! ]

[ Ding! Speechlessness Points from Kurenai Yuhi, +555! ]

[ Ding! Moved Points from Might Guy, +666! ]

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"Enough, enough! Get the hell down from there!"

Gang Ziyun's temples throbbed as he slammed a hand heavily onto the podium, harshly cutting off the two idiots' exchange of symptoms.

What the hell was all this?!

Gang Ziyun fiercely wiped his face, glanced down at the roster, and shouted.

"Second match! Asuma Sarutobi versus Uchiha Tekka!"

At the announcement, Asuma clenched that eye-catching pipe between his teeth, shoved both hands into his pockets, and slowly swaggered onto the sandy field.

Before stepping up, Asuma turned back with what he considered a handsome look, shooting Kurenai Yuhi a "melancholy" gaze that was thirty percent mocking and thirty percent cold.

That "single glance lasting ten thousand years" only made Kurenai Yuhi's eye twitch wildly. She immediately turned away; one more look would have burned her eyes.

But Asuma was secretly delighted. Heh, this woman's embarrassed.

Tekka rolled his wrists, his face clearly saying he wanted to end this quickly.

He sneered and mocked him without mercy.

"The Hokage's son. I hope your skills are as hard as your taste."

"You sure talk a lot."

Asuma committed to his brooding act, mumbling unclearly around the pipe.

Everyone in the class thought this would be a completely one-sided beating.

After all, Asuma was usually nothing but a slacker, while Tekka was an elite student raised through the rigorous