Throwing Accusations? Asuma, Don't Leave After School!

"Thud!"

A second kunai grazed Uchiha Tekka's scalp as it flew past, a tuft of severed hair floating down..

The kunai embedded itself firmly into the target post, its tail end vibrating wildly.

Tekka stiffened for half a second, his legs turned to jelly, and he collapsed straight to the ground.

He reached out to touch the bald patch on top of his head, rolling his eyes so hard he nearly passed out,

anyone who didn't know better would have thought his name was Hyuga Tekka.

[Guard-Break Points from Asuma Sarutobi, +666!]
[Guard-Break Points from Tekka, +999!]

Gang Ziyun's eyes widened to their absolute limit.

Looking at the names on the score sheet, the brand-new pen in his hand slipped right out from between his fingers.

A genius?

The Uchiha's talent?

The purity of their bloodline?

It was all complete bullshit!

Two Uchiha, one stabbed someone else's target, and one stabbed someone else's head!

Before Gang Ziyun could suffer a heart attack, Ye's third kunai was already thrown.

The kunai traced a tricky diagonal line, carrying a harsh piercing sound through the air straight toward the right side of the Training Ground!

At the edge of the crowd.

Kakashi's fingertips had just gripped the handle of the kunai in his left leg, and he was preparing to grit his teeth and exert force to pull it out.

"Squelch."

A sharp blade pierced through flesh and skin.

Kakashi looked as though he had been struck by lightning.

His fingers locked tightly onto the ring of the first kunai as he slowly lowered his head.

Right in the previously undamaged calf of his right leg, a brand-new standard kunai was planted squarely in the muscle.

The depth of penetration, the deflected angle, and even the rate of bleeding were nearly in a state of perfect symmetry with the one in his left leg.

Even if someone measured with a ruler, it wouldn't be this precise!

Two legs, two kunais, all neat and tidy.

Even the most severe obsessive-compulsive disorder would receive the most perfect redemption at this moment.

But Kakashi's facial expression completely broke down, and a distorted muffled grunt squeezed out from his throat.

The hands he had shoved into his pants pockets jerked out, and his ten fingers dug desperately into the dry dirt ground.

His knees could no longer support him.

The Konoha Ninja Academy's most celebrated prodigy newcomer went "thump"...

And dropped straight down to his knees right there on the Training Ground on the first day of school.

With a knife stuck in each leg, his posture was bizarre and miserable as blood pooled into two dark red puddles.

Ye's mind exploded with activity.

[Guard-Break Points from Kakashi Hatake, +999!!!]
[Guard-Break Points from Kakashi Hatake, +999!!!]
[Guard-Break Points from Kakashi Hatake, +999!!!]
[...]

The golden notifications scrolled by crazily, their density comparable to New Year's Eve fireworks.

The entire crowd fell dead silent for a full three seconds.

Everyone's heads turned in unison toward the right side of the Training Ground.

"Ka... Kakashi-kun!!"

"Why is he kneeling on the ground? No, wait, he has two kunai in his legs!"

The girls let out piercing screams.

Asuma's mouth hung open with a vacant expression, and Guy's pupils shook as he froze in place, forgetting even to clench his fists.

"Kakashi-kun!"

Rin Nohara let out a cry of alarm, rushing out of the crowd with an anxious look plastered across her face.

She quickly ran over and crouched down, pulling out bandages and hemostatic medicine, her voice tinged with a crying tone.

"Don't move, I'll give you some basic first aid to stop the bleeding first!"

Kakashi clenched his teeth, staring at the kunai in his leg as his pride was smashed against the ground and frantically ground down.

Meanwhile, Obito, who had been standing right at the front and getting ready to watch Kakashi make a fool of himself, had his laughter cut short.

He dropped his jaw, his eyeballs practically flying out of their sockets.

What in the world had he just seen?!

The goddess of his heart was kneeling beside that show-off with a face full of heartache, her hand even touching Kakashi's leg!

Why wasn't he the one who got hurt?!

Why didn't Rin feel heartbroken for him when he was just chewed out and given a zero?!

Obito's world collapsed once more.

[Guard-Break Points from Obito Uchiha: +999!!!]
[Guard-Break Points from Obito Uchiha: +999!!!]
[...]

Hearing the massive amount of points exploding in his head even more fiercely than Kakashi's, Ye stood to the side and sucked in a breath of cold air.

These weren't classmates; this damn thing was a perpetual motion machine!

As long as Kakashi and Rin were around, Obito could spontaneously combust on the spot at any time.

Asuma climbed up from the ground at that moment, pointing at Ye and cursing up a storm.

"Uchiha Ye! You definitely did that on purpose!"

"You looked at Kakashi just now! Is this a provocation from your Uchiha Clan toward us?"

Ye stopped in his tracks, pulled out a kunai he hadn't thrown yet, tossed it up and down in his hand, and smiled amiably.

"Classmate Asuma, since you're the Hokage's son, is that statement your own idea, or Lord Hokage's idea?"

"As for missing the target, Obito did that just now too."

"Could it be that he did it on purpose as well?"

Hearing this from the side and wanting to save face, Obito's brain directly short-circuited as he yelled out loud.

"I did do it on purpose! How could an Uchiha's throwing ever miss the target!"

This forced attempt to save face completely substantiated the accusation.

Asuma trembled all over with rage. "Fine! You Uchihas really are arrogant!"

Ye tossed that piece of scrap metal kunai he was holding down at Asuma's feet, producing a crisp metallic clatter.

Ye's gaze turned cold, sweeping across the entire crowd. "Don't be in such a hurry to slap labels on people; this was just a free reminder."

"Since this is the Shinobi World, we play by the rules."

"If you have a problem with me, head south to Training Ground Seven after school. I'll gladly accompany you anytime."

Personal grievances were instantly elevated to the height of a live-combat display of dominance. Asuma was momentarily stunned, his momentum weakening by half.

Up on the podium, Gang Ziyun completely broke down.

He grabbed the pen that had just slipped down, applied force with his hand, and snap—snapped it clean into two halves.

"Where's the medical team! Hurry up and send Kakashi to the infirmary!"

Gang Ziyun pointed at Ye and roared hysterically, his voice carrying a distinct crying lilt.

"Uchiha Ye!!! Zero points! Get back! Get your ass over to the edge of the Training Ground to stand in the corner right now! You're not allowed to go home until school lets out!"

"You got it, Teach."

Ye shrugged indifferently, shoved his hands into his pants pockets, and let his fingers stroke the remaining three real kunai.

He turned and walked back.

As he strolled along, he happily opened the System Panel.

Balance: 24,550 points.

That was enough for two more ten-pulls.

He had definitely made the right choice coming to this school; on the very first day, he had already milked all the prominent little guys dry.

When he passed by the frozen Obito, Ye casually patted him on the shoulder.

Then, as he passed the kneeling Kakashi, he paused for a brief half-second.

Their gazes intersected.

Kakashi's eyes were bloodshot, his deadpan glare filled with the desire to reduce Ye to ashes.

Facing that look, Ye broke into the most sincere smile of the day and walked away without looking back.

Inside the Hokage Building, not far from the Ninja Academy.

The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, puffing on his pipe, stood before a wide desk.

The crystal ball in front of him vividly projected the scene of the entire Ninja Academy training ground.

Upon seeing his own biological son frightened into collapsing onto the ground and the scene of the genius Kakashi being precisely struck and dropping to his knees,

Hiruzen Sarutobi's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

He removed his pipe, exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, and stared with deep eyes at the Uchiha youth with his hands shoved in his pockets inside the Crystal Ball.

"Uchiha Ye..." Hiruzen muttered to himself, his brow tightly furrowed into the shape of the character for river.

"When did such an unconventional thorn in the side emerge from the Uchiha Clan?"

"It seems necessary to have the ANBU keep a close eye on this kid."