And that wasn't all. Anko had lashed out so hard in her anger that when she stopped, she lost her balance and fell flat on the ground.
With his strength, Uchiha Yin could easily have caught her.
But he had no intention of doing so. He simply let her fall.
Of course, this was absolutely not punishment for her attitude just now.
He only wanted to teach her a lesson. Yes, that was it—a senior teaching a rude junior some manners!
If Anko kept acting as though she could do whatever she pleased, she was bound to suffer for it someday.
Better for Uchiha Yin to teach her now, so she could learn to adjust her attitude!
I'm doing this for her own good!
Uchiha Yin was moved by his own thoughtfulness.
Ahem.
Thud!
"You bastard!" Anko ground her teeth, scrambled to her feet, and turned to kick him again.
Her fighting spirit was high, and she had no intention of giving up.
But just then, Uchiha Yin's teasing voice reached her.
"I'd advise you not to throw kicks while wearing a skirt. At least on the outside, you do look like a sweet little girl."
That single remark made Anko's face flush crimson. She angrily pulled back the leg she had been about to swing and instinctively covered the spot she had just exposed.
Perhaps it was to celebrate graduating from the Ninja Academy and meeting her new instructor.
Instead of standard ninja clothes, Anko had put on a short, pale-purple skirt, as though she were dressing for a birthday party.
Far from making her look ladylike, the outfit only made her seem wilder!
Truth be told, Uchiha Yin had been struck by how lovely Anko looked when he first saw her. He had almost failed to recognize her.