Like a Spring Breeze, Blowing Anyone into a Fracture

He paused, then added another sentence.

"Or regarding Chakra adhesion, do you have any insightful opinions you'd like to add for everyone?"

The classroom fell deathly silent.

Several students in the front row kept their heads lowered, their shoulders trembling violently as they tried not to laugh.

Ye stared expressionlessly at the homeroom teacher on the podium, who was humble as mud, and remained silent for two seconds.

Then he rolled his eyes.

"Teacher."

"Please continue."

Gang Ziyun looked as though he had been granted a pardon and nearly kowtowed to him on the spot.

"Alright!"

Only after saying that did he realize he seemed to have agreed a little too naturally.

Gang Ziyun's expression stiffened, and he hurriedly corrected himself.

"Alright, Ye!"

Ye: "..."

Life was impossible like this.

[Ding! Awe Points from Gang Ziyun, +66!]

Ye looked at the System Panel, and his face darkened.

Sixty-six?

Was that supposed to be charity for a beggar?

Before, whenever Gang Ziyun broke down even a little, he gave at least three digits.

But now?

This guy had evolved from "sustainably harvestable leek" into a "potted plant that required offerings."

There were Fear Points.

There were Awe Points.

They were just pitifully few.

Like mosquito legs.

Ye slowly turned his gaze to the left.

Then he became even more silent.

Obito and Kakashi were sitting there.

Logically speaking, these two should have been the village's finest sources of emotional breakdowns.

One was an explosive powder keg, while the other was an arrogant, prideful narcissist.

Yet at that moment, the sight before him was so absurd that Ye wanted to flip the table.

Obito pulled a clean handkerchief from his Ninja Tools pouch and enthusiastically wiped Kakashi's Kunai.

After wiping it clean, he returned the Kunai with both hands.

"Kaka