"Ah~ Wu Di-kun and Sasuke-kun are both so hot! Whose side should we pick?"
"Yeah, it's so tough to choose…"
While the other female students wavered, Sakura's eyes lit up, hands on hips as she shouted.
"Sasuke-kun's making his move! That idiot Wu Di's done for!"
"Sasuke-kun will win! Sasuke-kun will—"
Body Flicker Technique!
Before Sakura could finish, Ye Wu Di's body split in two without warning.
One stayed in place, holding Hinata, while the other…
Whoosh!
In front of everyone, Ye Wu Di's real body moved at near-teleportation speed, dodging Sasuke's kunai thrust.
He appeared in front of Sasuke, pressing his index and middle fingers to Sasuke's forehead.
"My foolish little brother, this is your last chance."
"Nani?"
Smack! "Wait, what? Am I dreaming? Sasuke-kun… got one-shot by Wu Di-kun…"
"And with a slap! But honestly, it feels like a dream. I mean, when you bent over to pick up the soap, I made my move, and you still haven't reacted."
"You—aaah! I'm falling apart!"
"…"
As the crowd reeled in disbelief at the scene, Sakura, who'd been so confident Sasuke could take on five opponents plus Akamaru, staggered and collapsed onto the ground.
Her legs trembled, head shaking as she muttered, denying the outcome.
"No way! This can't be real! I must be seeing things—yeah, that's it!"
"How could the strongest Sasuke-kun lose to some guy who only knows how to run?"
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 999 points of negative emotions from Sakura!
Unlike Sakura's disbelief, Sasuke, recovering from Ye Wu Di's slap, was filled with burning frustration.
He knew this wasn't just a sneak attack.
In pure close combat, he might really be no match for this guy.
After all, he struck first!
Looks like he'd need ninjutsu to win!
"Wait! I get it."
"It was definitely a sneak attack by Ye Wu Di. If they fought head-on, Sasuke-kun would win!"
"Shut up!"
Already irritated, Sasuke's mood soured further at Sakura's outburst.
"Sasuke… kun?"
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 999 points of negative emotions from Sakura!
Sasuke completely ignored whatever expression Sakura was making.
Instead, he focused entirely on Ye Wu Di.
"Your close combat is strong, especially your speed! But a guy who doesn't know any ninjutsu can't possibly beat me today!"
With that, Sasuke began forming hand signs, preparing a ninjutsu.
He refused to believe Ye Wu Di could dodge his attack and hit him again if he took this seriously!
"…"
As Sasuke made his move, Iruka and the Hyuga clan guards watching from the school rooftop wore complex, reflective expressions.
Clearly, they'd all seen Ye Wu Di's slap send Sasuke flying.
"Didn't expect that kid Wu Di to be that fast," Iruka said.
"Indeed, we didn't realize our young master's strength was this impressive, taking down Uchiha Sasuke," a Hyuga guard replied.
"Young master?"
"Ahem, nothing, nothing. You must've misheard."
Iruka paused, then chuckled without pressing further.
Wu Di, you're something else!
A commoner, relying solely on himself, earning the Hyuga clan's approval and becoming their "young master"!
This example would be a huge help in guiding Naruto away from trouble and toward the light.
He could tell Naruto: Look at Ye Wu Di, just one guy, but he got strong and won the favor of the Hyuga clan's heiress!
But then, Iruka frowned, recalling something.
"If I remember right, Wu Di doesn't know any offensive ninjutsu."
"So how's he going to handle Sasuke's Fireball Jutsu?"
"He doesn't need to."
Whoosh!
Just as Iruka spoke, Kakashi appeared beside them, nose buried in Icha Icha Paradise.
"Kakashi!"
The Hyuga guards tensed at his arrival.
But Kakashi paid no mind to their expressions, his Sharingan open, face glued to his book.
"Relax, I'm just here to watch. I won't lift a finger."
As if! Fighting's nowhere near as important as reading!
What, the book's not juicy enough? The scenes not vivid enough?
"Uh, Kakashi, your blood's dripping on the ground. You okay?"
"It's fine, just a nosebleed."
"Nosebleed? Why so much out of nowhere?"
"Ahem, anyway, that kid… he won't lose."
No way!
Against Ye Wu Di, who's mastered Uchiha Shisui's Body Flicker Technique since childhood, Sasuke—a half-baked Uchiha with a single-tomoe Sharingan—can't even touch his shadow, let alone beat him!
"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu…!"
Whoosh!
Sure enough, as Sasuke's chest puffed up dramatically, head tilting back to unleash a fireball to engulf Ye Wu Di, Ye Wu Di was already at his side.
Nani?
Smack!
In front of everyone, another slap sent Sasuke flying.
"Forming hand signs in front of your opponent? You got a hole in your brain or what?"
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 666 points of negative emotions from Sasuke!
"You…!"
Sasuke clutched his twice-slapped face, glaring at Ye Wu Di through gritted teeth.
But before he could throw out more tough talk, Ye Wu Di cut him off.
"And who's a serious ninja that uses hand signs, anyway?"
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 999 points of negative emotions from Sasuke!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 66 points of negative emotions from Iruka!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 666 points of negative emotions from Kakashi!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 666 points of negative emotions from the Hyuga clan guards!
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