Rin Nohara 8: Chapter 8: Cultivating My Beloved Leeks Begins with Seisui vs.
Rin Nohara The black contact lenses Aomizu wore were not ordinary goods bought at the market.
They were actually a special ninjutsu he had developed himself.
By applying an extremely refined shape transformation to Water Style chakra, he turned it into a hydrogel that adhered to his pupils, hiding the physical characteristics of the Sharingan.
He then used a small-scale genjutsu to conceal the leaking ocular power.
With this procedure complete, even a sensor Jonin with exceptionally sharp perception would find it hard to notice anything unusual in an instant, provided they didn’t get too close to him.
The talent of Ninjutsu Master (Tobirama Senju Version) allowed Aomizu to freely invent practical small jutsu based purely on his imagination.
Yet someone was always an exception.
Inside Aomizu’s body, Tobirama Senju narrowed his eyes at this moment and muttered under his breath, “Ocular power equal to at least a two-tomoe, clever Sharingan genjutsu techniques, and the ability to modify powerful ninjutsu…
What a troublesome brat.” Meanwhile, Ikaku Umino, who was looking directly at Aomizu, scanned the bustling training ground with an unchanged expression and smiled in satisfaction.
“Now then, let the tense and exciting drawing phase begin!” Ikaku rubbed his hands together, whetting the Academy students’ appetites.
After taking in everyone’s nervous and expectant expressions, he slowly drew a slip of paper with a name on it.
Looking at the clearly printed name “Kiyonosuke Fujitani,” he read out word by word: “Aomizu Uchiha is the first student to compete today.” Hearing the name “Uchiha,” the atmosphere at the scene noticeably stirred with excitement.
However, the subsequent name “Aomizu” brought a wave of quiet sighs.
The meaning behind the sighs was obvious: everyone wanted to see high-stakes battles between geniuses on the ring.
Hearing the Uchiha prefix, they had assumed Shisui’s name was drawn.
As for Aomizu’s strength, his classmates were quite aware of it.
As an Uchiha who was nearly twelve years old in this era without having applied for graduation, Aomizu’s renown, in a sense, was no less than that of Konoha’s current superstar, Kakashi Hatake.
Especially since he was a descendant of Kagami Uchiha.
Aomizu smiled calmly, blinked at the sneering Shisui, and ambled to the center of the ring.
Ikaku Umino furrowed his brows, casting an unbearable look at Aomizu.
He had a very good impression of Aomizu.
Although this student belonged to the Uchiha Clan, his talent was ridiculously poor, yet he was an exceptionally polite boy.
One could only say that even in a noble clan, untalented kin would appear.
If not for the system, Ikaku would not have wanted a student he liked to lose face in public.
But as a Konoha ninja, he had to uphold the rules of this exam.
Shaking his head, Ikaku drew a second slip of paper from the box.
Ignoring the large name “Genma Shiranui” printed on the paper, he read out: “Rin Nohara, please step up!” Ikaku relaxed slightly inside.
Although Rin Nohara was a talented ninja, she was a gentle girl.
*If it’s her, Aomizu Uchiha might not lose too embarrassingly…* Ikaku thought to himself.
“Awesome!
Rin, it’s you!” Obito shouted excitedly to Rin beside him.
“Don’t worry, Rin!
With your strength, you can definitely beat that dead-last!” “N-No…
not just that dead-last!
Rin, you can win all the way through, give that bastard Kakashi a good beating, and get Lord Sandaime’s attention!” Obito’s voice was loud, drawing the eyes of the other Academy students.
Although some frowned at Obito, no one refuted him.
In the public’s mind, while Obito’s shouting showed extremely low emotional intelligence, he was merely stating the harsh truth directly.
Rin Nohara took a deep breath, giving Obito a strict look to signal him to shut up.
She then walked lightly onto the ring and stood across from Aomizu.
Nearby, Kakashi Hatake saw Rin take the field and finally put down the book in his hand.
But seeing her opponent was Aomizu, he scratched his head in boredom again.
Aomizu silently observed all of this, taking in the varied reactions of the crowd.
He was very pleased with Obito’s reaction.
“Brat Aomizu, what childish game are you playing…
actually letting these Academy students think you’re a dead-last…” Tobirama Senju’s lip twitched.
Although he had long known Aomizu wasn’t a normal Uchiha, what kind of two-tomoe Uchiha with a suite of ninjutsu and genjutsu talents played the fool in the newbie village of the Academy?
Wasn’t this temper and patience a bit too good?
*Tobirama, why are you getting worked up again…* Aomizu sighed in his heart, scolding him in a disdainful tone.
*What does raw strength count for?
The daily Will of Fire education class at the Academy is the real, priceless treasure here.* *As the grand First Academy Principal, you don’t even have this level of awareness?
It’s truly disappointing.* Tobirama Senju’s face turned dark.
For some reason, whenever Aomizu brought up the Will of Fire, even he felt like the concept wasn’t anything good…
Ikaku Umino nodded at Aomizu and Rin Nohara, then turned to address everyone: “For today’s exam, you may use lethal ninjutsu.
Aside from Explosive Tags, any ninja tool is allowed.” “Don’t worry.
Besides myself, Chunin Hatake is watching here as well.
Just do your best boldly.
If there is danger, we will enter the field at any moment.” “Now then, Rin Nohara, Aomizu, are you ready?” Ikaku backed away and said in a deep voice, “First match of the practical exam, begin!” “Watch out, Aomizu-kun!” Rin Nohara gave Aomizu a quick warning before weaving hand seals attentively.
“Clone Jutsu!” Three illusions appeared around Rin, swapping positions as they charged at Aomizu together.
This was a fairly common opener for Academy students.
Lacking sufficient chakra and ninjutsu to rely on, they generally used taijutsu and throwing techniques as their primary means.
With the three illusions mixed with her real body, Rin pulled several shuriken from her tool pouch while running and threw them forcefully toward Aomizu’s position.
“Not bad, very precise throwing…” Ikaku commented to Kakashi beside him.
Aomizu, as if giving up resistance, merely backed up a few steps and stood in place, smiling softly at Rin.
Rin bit her lip and raised the kunai in her hand.
Seeing Aomizu seemingly pinned down by the shuriken, she continued to accelerate!
Just as she was about to rush right in front of Aomizu…
Aomizu formed a single hand seal, then slowly opened his arms wide.
Everyone was shocked!
“Did he give up…” Kakashi shook his head, gripping his short blade, preparing to step in.
Just as Rin was about to sprint in front of Aomizu, her vision suddenly went dark.
The kunai slipped from her hand, and losing her balance, she crashed straight into the warm, ready embrace Aomizu had prepared for her…
The entire venue fell dead silent!
No one knew what had just happened…