Ever since she asked Sosuke to explain Genjutsu theory during the last monthly exam, she had discovered that Sosuke’s knowledge in this area was far broader than she had imagined.
“Of course you can.”
Sosuke closed his textbook.
Kurenai Yuhi pulled up a chair and sat down next to him, flipping open her notebook, which contained various questions she had encountered during this period.
Some were knowledge points not elaborated upon in class, while others were concepts her father, Shinku Yuhi, had mentioned but not explained in detail.
After all, as a Jonin, Shinku Yuhi was usually very busy.
Sosuke looked through them one by one, answering every question.
As for the subject of Genjutsu, Tsunade could only be considered average and couldn’t teach anything too advanced.
But fortunately, Sosuke had the Sharingan, which gave him a natural advantage in observing the flow of Chakra.
He could see through the essence of many techniques that would otherwise require repeated contemplation to grasp.
Coupled with the foundation accumulated by the Senju Clan over hundreds, or even thousands, of years, even self-study was enough to handle the questions Kurenai Yuhi had at this stage.
“If a visual-based Genjutsu is dodged by the opponent closing their eyes, is there a way to forcibly inject it the moment they open their eyes?
Theoretically, it should be possible, but the speed of Chakra injection always fails to keep up with the opponent’s reaction speed in closing their eyes…”
“What if you use a Genjutsu medium to maintain output while the opponent’s eyes are closed?
For example, using some kind of catalyst that can bypass vision…”
The two of them went back and forth with questions and answers, and before they knew it, the entire break had passed.
Yuhi Shinku’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Although her father, Shinku Yuhi, was a top-tier Genjutsu Ninja in Konoha, he was ultimately of civilian origin, and all his achievements were built on his own exploration.
Yet, the questions Sosuke answered offhandedly vaguely revealed the shadow of the Senju Clan’s complete inheritance system.
For instance, the Genjutsu insights left behind by powerful Genjutsu Ninjas of Senju and Hashirama’s generation were still circulating within the Senju Clan to this day.
For someone as studious as Kurenai Yuhi, a human encyclopedia like Sosuke was simply a treasure.
“Sosuke-kun, you really are amazing.”
When the bell for class rang, Kurenai Yuhi put away her notes and said earnestly.
“It’s just that I’m standing on the shoulders of giants,” Sosuke said calmly.
This was no lie.
If Kurenai Yuhi were named Senju Kurenai or Uchiha Kurenai, she definitely would have been a very powerful Genjutsu Ninja in the original story.
Whether it was the Senju Clan or the Uchiha Clan, their foundations were not something the Yuhi Clan could compare to.
Seeing Kurenai Yuhi and Sosuke chatting happily, Asuma Sarutobi felt a bit jealous.
Damn it.
He absolutely had to ask the old man for a private tutor when he got back today.
Hiruzen Sarutobi had found one for him before, but Asuma Sarutobi had found it troublesome and turned it down.
At that time, he felt that as the Hokage’s son, he wouldn’t fall behind in school anyway, so why go to the trouble?
Now, he regretted it a little.
Especially seeing the focused look Kurenai Yuhi was giving Sosuke, he sat in his seat, nearly snapping the pen in his hand.
No.
In the next monthly exam, he would definitely show the strength befitting the son of the Hokage.
Work hard in secret, and then amaze everyone!
Especially to amaze Kurenai.
Thinking of this, Asuma Sarutobi’s fighting spirit suddenly ignited, and he immediately flipped through his books from the drawer, starting to act like a typical Ninja Academy academic grinder.
“Why are you suddenly so fired up?”
Obito glanced at Asuma Sarutobi in surprise.
He didn’t know why, but the atmosphere seemed to suddenly become intense, though he didn’t know what it was intense about.
…
The day’s classes ended, and the dismissal bell rang on time.
Students packed their things in twos and threes, and the noise in the classroom gradually grew louder.
Kakashi packed up his textbooks and Ninja tool pouch, stood up, and walked over to Sosuke’s seat.
“Sosuke, do you want to practice with swords together today?”
Sosuke was stuffing his notes into his bag and looked up upon hearing this.
“Sure.”
“Why don’t you just come to my place?” Kakashi said.
“My place is quite large, and there’s a dedicated training ground in the backyard, which is quieter than the Third Training Ground.”
The movement of Sosuke’s hands paused slightly.
The Hatake Clan?
“Wouldn’t that disturb Lord Sakumo?”
“No.”
Kakashi shook his head.
“Father just happens to be resting in the Village recently, and he said he’d actually be happy if I brought friends over.”
Sosuke’s heart stirred slightly.
This was exactly what he wanted.
If he could meet Sakumo Hatake in person again, he might be able to collect some traits.
That man was known as the “White Fang of Konoha,” and even the Sannin had to show him respect.
“Okay.”
Sosuke agreed.
Kakashi turned his head to look at Rin Nohara beside them.
“Rin, do you want to come along too?”
Hearing the invitation, Rin Nohara was stunned for a moment, then smiled:
“Sure, I haven’t been to Kakashi’s house in a long time.”
“I’m going too!”
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He had originally been completely uninterested in Sosuke and Kakashi’s sword sparring.
Two annoying genius brats hacking at each other- what was there to see?
Only two women fighting would be fun to watch!
That was what Obito had thought initially.
But now that Rin Nohara was going, he had to go as well.
Wherever Rin went, he would go.
“Suit yourself.”
Kakashi glanced at Obito, his tone indifferent, clearly not caring at all whether he came or not.
Obito was so angry at this attitude that his teeth itched, but for Rin, he endured it.
Endure the bitterest of the bitter; only then will you see the Rin in your heart!
He secretly swore in his heart that once he awakened his Sharingan, he would teach Kakashi a harsh lesson, so this white-haired brat would never dare speak to him in such an indifferent tone again.
Just then, Kurenai Yuhi had just returned from delivering items for a teacher at the office.
She pushed open the classroom door, but stopped mid-sentence.
“Sosuke-kun…”
The classroom was already more than half empty.
And Sosuke was standing by his seat, turned to the side, talking to Rin Nohara about something.
The two were standing there with their things packed, seemingly planning to go to Kakashi’s house together.
And they were still discussing their studies together.
Kurenai Yuhi could see the smile on Rin Nohara’s face, nodding occasionally; the two were chatting quite congenially.
Kurenai Yuhi’s footsteps stopped involuntarily at the door.
What is this?
She was clearly the one who came first.
She was clearly the one who sought Sosuke-kun out to discuss Genjutsu problems today.
And now, Rin Nohara was there.
And it didn’t look like this was the first time they had acted together today.
Kurenai Yuhi squeezed the strap of her school bag, an indescribable feeling of awkwardness welling up in her heart.
“Kurenai, you’re back!”
Asuma Sarutobi, who had been waiting nearby, immediately came up to greet her, wearing what he thought was his most natural smile.
“Let’s go home together today?”
“No.”
Kurenai Yuhi shook her head, her tone somewhat depressed.
“I need to go back early today.”
After saying this, she glanced in the direction of Sosuke, then turned around and walked out of the classroom alone.
Asuma Sarutobi’s hand remained suspended in mid-air.
Rejected once again.
He retracted his hand and silently shoved it into his pocket.