The Ninja Set That Would Never Win

The punishment of standing by the Training Ground did not last long.

Chunin instructor Gang Ziyun poked half his body out from the teaching building with a dark expression and vigorously waved his arm.

"Uchiha Ye! Get your ass back to the classroom! Get ready for theory class!"

His tone was filled with the exhaustion of, "Please stop terrorizing the Training Ground."

Ye curled his lip, shoved his hands into his pockets, and swaggered back down the corridor.

The moment he pushed open the classroom door, the first person he spotted was Kakashi in the front row.

It had to be said, the Shinobi World's physiques combined with medical ninjutsu were truly absurd.

Just dozens of minutes ago, Kakashi had been kneeling on the Training Ground with blood pouring from his legs.

Now, with thick layers of bandages wrapped around both legs, he was somehow sitting steadily in his chair.

His back was straight, his posture upright, and his masked face was utterly calm, as if the person who had just suffered both humiliation and injury had not been him at all.

When it came to acting cool, Kakashi was absolutely serious about it.

As Ye walked over, Kakashi slightly turned his head and shifted his gaze toward him.

The two locked eyes for 0.3 seconds.

There was no anger in those dead-fish eyes, only pure disgust.

That cold stare seemed to say: You'd better pray we never end up on the same team for the rest of our lives.

Ye grinned at him, smoothly tossed him a flying kiss, and shamelessly slipped back to the rear row.

Kakashi's thigh muscles suddenly twitched. The tug on his wounds sent pain shooting through him, and he immediately turned away as if he had swallowed a fly.

[Guard-Break Points from Kakashi Hatake, +199!]

Ye pulled out his chair and sat down.

Beside him, Obito was sprawled across his desk, his fingernails digging into the edge as he frantically traced circles. Wood chips were practically flying everywhere.

He kept muttering weakly under his breath.

"Why did it go crooked... Why did the kunai turn... I was obviously the victim, so why did Rin go bandage that show-off..."

Ye could not be bothered with this perpetual-motion machine trapped in an emotional dead end.

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank directly into the System Space.

The number in the upper-right corner was incredibly eye-catching: account balance, 24,550 points.

Enough for two ten-pulls.

Ye rubbed his hands together in his mind.

Last time, the ten-pull had produced a pile of cursed junk.

According to the mystical law of pity conservation, the system had already stabbed him in the back once. It was time for his luck to turn.

"System, cut the crap and start the second ten-pull!"

Ten thousand points were deducted in an instant.

The wheel spun wildly, and ten pillars of light crashed down.

The first nine pillars shattered one after another.

[Congratulations, you have obtained a common item: Premium Facial Tissues That Cause Acne After Wiping Your Face ×1]

[Congratulations, you have obtained a common item: Military Canteen That Makes You Thirstier the More You Drink ×1]

[Congratulations, you have obtained a common item: Ninja Sandals That Automatically Fall Off When Worn ×1]

[Congratulations, you have obtained a common item: Premium Writing Brush That Always Leaks Ink ×1]

[Congratulations, you have obtained a common item: Wooden Comb That Makes Teeth Fall Out After Use ×1. Description: Every morning when you comb your hair, comb teeth will definitely fall out and get stuck in your scalp.]

[Congratulations, you have obtained a common item: Extremely Blinding Glow-in-the-Dark Green Underwear ×1. Description: Wear it, and you will become the brightest light source in the night. No matter how many pairs of pants you put on over it, nothing can stop its penetrating glow.]

[Congratulations, you have obtained a common item: Concentrated Stinky Tofu Juice That Refreshes You After One Whiff ×1. Description: A pure biochemical weapon.]

Cracks began to form in Ye's facial expression management, and his temples throbbed violently.

The System inventory had once again been stuffed with a pile of absurd trash that challenged the limits of human comprehension.

He stared fixedly at the final pillar of light.

The pillar shook violently and erupted with dazzling golden radiance!

Come on!

Sharingan!

Sage Body!

Flying Thunder God!

As the golden light faded, a kunai with a faint golden aura quietly floated in midair.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for triggering the ten-pull guarantee. You have obtained a premium item: Premium-Hitting Kunai ×1!]

[Description: Fresh from the factory, its surface is coated with a layer of 24-karat gold dust, making it highly collectible. No matter how skilled the thrower may be, this kunai will defy the laws of physics and avoid all living and nonliving targets. A true "pacifist."]

Ye stood in the System Space as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind completely blank.

A few seconds later, he flipped the table in his mind!

What the hell was the essential difference between this and that piece of scrap metal from his first pull?!

You changed the color, plated it with gold, and tried to fool people again without even changing the name?!

He looked down at the "Premium Never-Exploding Explosive Tag" in his inventory, then at this "gold-plated Never-Hitting Kunai."

Were these two pieces of junk meant to form the "Ninja Set That Would Never Win"?

Would collecting the whole set summon some ultimate achievement called "Will Never Walk Out of the Uchiha Compound Alive"?!

So you were shearing the wool from the sheep, huh!

I break my own guard, give you the points, and then you give me a pile of glittering garbage?!

[Ding! Guard-Break Points from Uchiha Ye, +999!!!]

Another round of income from screwing himself over.

Ye felt as though his blood pressure had already exceeded human limits.

But he had no time to break down. In utter despair, he simply said screw it.

"The last ten thousand points, all in! Start the third ten-pull!"

Meanwhile, in the real world.

Gang Ziyun forcefully rapped the blackboard, sending chalk dust fluttering down.

"Quiet, all of you! Wake up and turn to page seven! Next, I'll test you with an extremely obscure History of the Shinobi World question!"

He turned and wrote a line on the blackboard before asking loudly.

"Based on the historical context of the First Hokage founding Konoha and the resource distribution during the early establishment of the Five Great Nations, explain the core driving force behind the creation of the Five Great Ninja Villages and its impact on the current Shinobi World order! Who can answer?"

The moment the question came out, the classroom, which had still been filled with whispers, fell completely silent.

The new students were like quails that had encountered a natural predator, all lowering their heads into their textbooks in unison.

"This is totally beyond the syllabus! We only got the textbooks yesterday. Who knows how resources were distributed among the Five Great Nations back then?!"

Asuma complained quietly to the student beside him.

Some began frantically flipping through their books, while others simply lay on their desks and played dead. No one dared meet the teacher's eyes at the front.

Obito curled himself into a ball, his face nearly pressed against his textbook.

Gang Ziyun swept his gaze across the room and let out a long sigh.

But he soon discovered that there were only two heads in the entire class still held high.

One was Kakashi in the front row, propping up his chin with one hand, looking completely confident.

The other was Ye in the back row, staring blankly at the ceiling with lifeless eyes while the corner of his mouth twitched wildly.

When Gang Ziyun saw Ye's half-dead expression, his eyelids jumped furiously, and he hurriedly looked away.

He could not call on him.

He absolutely could not call on him.

Who knew what kind of anti-human nonsense that lunatic would spout!

"Kakashi Hatake, you answer."

Gang Ziyun decisively raised his hand.

The whole class secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Kakashi stood up with one hand braced against the desk.

A faint tearing pain came from the wounds on his legs, but he did not even furrow his brow.

Kakashi endured the pain in his muscles, tightened the bandages around his calves until they were taut, and stood exceptionally straight.

He began in a cool, clear voice, starting with the feud between Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha. His explanation was well organized and logically rigorous.

"During the early establishment of the Five Great Nations, Konoha possessed the most fertile forest resources."

"By distributing the Tailed Beasts, the First Hokage established the initial balance of power..."