When the school bell rang, Kaito didn’t just shove his things into his bag and run home like the other students.
Instead, he packed up slowly and methodically.
He was in a bit of a bind.
He actually had quite a deep connection with the Hyuga clan.
Back then, it was a Hyuga clansman who had brought his family to the Hidden Leaf Village.
Their home in the village was also very close to the Hyuga compound, so one could say they bore the mark of the Hyuga.
So, being inexplicably told by Hizashi Hyuga ‘don’t leave after school’, Kaito thought carefully about it.
Once he figured out the reason, he felt a massive headache coming on.
‘Teacher Daiki, he’s cheating on the test!’
No past grudges, no recent enmity.
The only possibility was that Hizashi Hyuga had seen him throw that paper wad to Obito.
‘On my second day after transmigrating, I played Kakashi and Obito like fiddles with a few notes.
Just as my intellectual superiority complex was growing, a bucket of cold water gets dumped on me.
How could I forget about the Byakugan?’
‘People from the Hyuga clan should be pretty happy to see me screw over someone from the Uchiha clan, right?
Is Hizashi Hyuga going to praise me?
But I really don’t want that kind of praise.
I have no desire to be anyone’s lapdog.’
No matter how slowly he moved, he only had two books, so he finished packing quickly.
Kaito let out a faint sigh and made up his mind: ‘I’ll just stand him up.
Whatever happens, happens.’
Just then, a sudden loud bang right next to him made him jump.
“Bastard, I heard you kicked Kakashi today?” Obito slammed his hands hard on Kaito’s desk.
Kaito almost thought his cheating had been exposed.
Not far away, Rin stepped forward to pull Obito back.
“Obito, let me finish.
Kaito might be just like us, trying to help Kakashi cheer up…”
Obito instantly turned into an innocent little boy, all his aggressive momentum vanishing.
‘Rin is holding my arm…’
Kaito understood what was going on and found it somewhat amusing.
Looking around, he realized that only the three of them were left in the classroom, plus Tanryo, who was silently sweeping the floor while secretly observing them.
Even Kakashi had already left.
When Rin invited him to join the ‘Help Kakashi Cheer Up’ squad, Kaito roughly understood the situation…
‘Did my paper wad actually help Obito?’
However, joining them was out of the question.
“Rin, you misunderstand.
I didn’t kick Kakashi to help him cheer up.
I just simply find him annoying.”
Rin froze instantly.
Obito was also a bit stunned.
He slightly raised his hand, wanting to slam the desk again to gather his momentum.
From the side, Tanryo quickly rushed over.
“We’ll join, we’ll join!
We are more than willing to help a classmate.
Rin, don’t be angry.
Kaito probably just hasn’t fully woken up today.”
Obito’s hand stiffened.
Looking at Tanryo’s overly attentive face toward Rin, his desire to slam the desk skyrocketed.
Bang!
But Kaito beat him to it, suddenly slamming the desk and standing up, startling the three of them.
“Tanryo, don’t make decisions for me.
If he can’t even beat me, Kakashi Hatake is completely hopeless.
I advise you not to waste your time.”
Dropping those awkward words, Kaito grabbed his bag, turned, and walked away.
It wasn’t until he walked out the classroom door that Obito snapped back to his senses.
“Bastard!
Stop right there!”
“What, you want to fight?
After you finish your cleaning duties, I’ll wait for you at the training ground.”
He wants…
to fight?
So easily and casually?
“Bastard…
You’re on!” Obito clenched his fists tightly, not forgetting to comfort Rin.
“Rin, don’t be mad.
Watch me beat him to a pulp in a bit!”
Rin hesitated and shook her head.
“Don’t fight, Obito.
Kaito…
doesn’t seem like that kind of person.”
…
‘Positive encouragement is nowhere near as effective as a villain’s spurring.’ Kaito strolled leisurely on his way home, smoothing his hair.
‘I’ll play the villain for now.’
Of course, if he wasn’t so ‘familiar’ with the childhood versions of Obito and Rin, he wouldn’t dare play the villain so recklessly.
Over twenty minutes later, Kaito arrived home.
At the same time, panting heavily, Obito ran back to the Ninja Academy, completely out of breath.
A scheduled fight had to be fought, even if it killed him.
Since Rin forbade it, he had to walk her home first, then sprint back to the school at top speed.
He ran so hard his blood sugar dropped.
His vision blurred.
Seeing a figure still standing in the middle of the training ground, Obito rested his hands on his knees, panting heavily, but also breathing a sigh of relief.
“You…
you bastard, you haven’t left yet.
Don’t take advantage of me…
let the great me catch his breath for two minutes, then I’ll beat…
beat you up!” he said, holding up a hand.
“…Obito Uchiha?”
“…Huh?” The voice was wrong.
Obito looked up in shock and finally saw clearly, exclaiming in surprise, “Hizashi Hyuga?
Why is it you?
Where’s that bastard Kaito?”
Hizashi Hyuga’s face darkened slightly, a vein throbbing faintly on his forehead.
Obito instantly went on high alert.
“You activated your Byakugan?
Did that bastard know he couldn’t beat me and ask you for help?”
Hizashi Hyuga: “…”
By the time he shook off the single-minded Obito with a dark expression, Kaito had already finished a delicious dinner prepared by Aunt Shu and let out a satisfied burp.
“Uncle Takumi, Aunt Shu, I’m going to the woods to practice throwing,” he said, grabbing his ninja tool pouch and leaving.
“This child…
his training has become so intense these past two days.
I hope he doesn’t hurt himself,” Uncle Takumi frowned.
Aunt Shu was also a bit worried.
“Could it be that the girl he likes is very strong, or her family…”
“If she’s from a ninja clan, it’ll be difficult.
Our social statuses wouldn’t match.”
For a moment, the two of them worried themselves sick over nothing.
…
Swish!
In the small woods where Kaito had killed the chicken the previous evening, a kunai flashed through the air, brushing right past a thick, sturdy tree…
and pinning itself into a very, very thin sapling.
Kaito lied to himself for two seconds before accepting reality.
He silently walked over, retrieved the kunai, and opened his attribute panel.
Template: Apprentice Ninja (0/3)
Base Attributes (3)
Physical Strength: 16.71
Mental Strength: 28.99
Chakra Capacity: 25.33
Main Skills (4)
Three Basic Jutsu Level 0 (81%)
Throwing Jutsu Level 0 (74%)
Chakra Refinement Method Level 0 (72%)
Taijutsu Level 0 (51%)
Auxiliary Skills (9) (Hidden)
Free Attribute Points: 7
The perks of transmigration—the increase in his Mental Strength and Chakra Capacity had already stopped.
However, the improvement of these two attributes currently had little impact on his overall strength.
He was still a weakling.
Based on today’s exam, he roughly estimated how levels translated into actual ability.
Under the Ninja Academy’s standards, Level 0 at 70% was a passing grade, which meant 60 points.
In other words, ‘Score = Percentage Number – 10’, with some minor fluctuations.
On average, his throwing skill was only Level 0 at 74%, which equated to a 6.4 on a ten-meter stationary target.
The probability of missing a tree as thick as a seven-ring target was indeed quite high.
Retrieving the kunai, Kaito walked back to his original position.
With a thought, he allocated two attribute points.
Throwing Jutsu Level 1 (14%)
Swish!
Thwack!
The kunai nailed into that thin sapling once again.
No need to lie to himself anymore—that was his target all along!
Kaito walked up and took a look.
It almost perfectly overlapped with the mark from his previous throw!
“Allocating points really takes effect instantly.
This isn’t scientific, nor is it very ninja-like, but…
it’s awesome!” With a flurry of thoughts, he used four more attribute points: one on the Three Basic Jutsu, and three on Taijutsu.
Three Basic Jutsu Level 1 (1%)
Taijutsu Level 1 (11%)
Going from a poor student who barely passed every subject to a…
lopsided poor student with three excellent subjects, Kaito only took a dozen seconds.
Suddenly, his whole body began to itch.
He smoothed his hair, warning himself not to get too cocky just yet, and prepared to carefully test the results of his point allocation.
But he realized…
he was still itching all over.
Physical Strength: 16.73↑
Physical Strength: 16.75↑
‘Huh?’ Kaito clenched his fists.
‘My physical strength is growing because of the points added to Taijutsu?
The attributes really do affect each other.’
“Hiss…
why is it getting itchier?”