In the row ahead of Ino and Hinata, a pink-haired girl sat down a little nervously. It was Sakura Haruno.
After sitting down, she stole a glance back at Sasuke, then turned away again like a startled fawn.
Genya nudged Sasuke, who sat ramrod straight beside him, with his elbow and lowered his voice.
"Look, your very own lovestruck fangirl. A whole break apart, and she's as enthusiastic as ever."
Sasuke could not even be bothered to lift his eyelids.
"Boring."
He made no attempt to hide the disdain in his voice.
Genya had no intention of letting him off and kept chatting.
"Speaking of which, what do you think of Xuejian Uchiha, who went onstage with you to give that speech on behalf of the clan on New Year's Eve? Who's prettier, her or this Sakura?"
Xuejian Uchiha was quiet and delicately beautiful. Her brief appearance alongside Sasuke on New Year's Eve had sparked some discussion at the time.
Sasuke frowned, seeming to actually consider this pointless question, and was just about to speak...
But Genya beat him to it, answering his own question in a teasing tone.
"Forget it. No point asking you. If you ask me, neither of them is as pretty as you."
Sasuke froze, not yet grasping what he meant.
Genya was already holding back laughter.
"Everyone inside and outside the clan has been talking about our Uchiha Clan's second young master-oh, sorry, second princess. They say your androgynous suit that night made you look absolutely stunning!"
"So cool and refined. Who knows how many hearts you stole? I heard a few idiots with a death wish even secretly asked whether they could offer your father betrothal gifts and take you home as their bride..."
"GENYA UCHIHA!!!"
Sasuke's face flushed red all the way to