"HOLY SHIT—DID YOU SEE THAT KICK?!"
"Is… is Kazama-sensei dead?!"
"If I took that hit, I'd be done for."
"Her water style was strong, but without that finishing blow, Kazama's wind-speed would've worn her down eventually."
The teachers erupted into chaos. Just when they thought the fight was over—bam!—a blind girl flipped the script.
A water-style prodigy? Try a brute-force loli. One kick. That's all it took to floor Konoha's elite wind-ninja.
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Kōten's Brain Short-Circuited
"That taijutsu…"
Yep. Definitely Guy's kid.
But what kind of woman could cancel out Guy's… ahem, "unique" looks and mediocre water affinity to produce this?!
The Mizukage?
…Wait, no. The current Mizukage's a dude.
Kōten's imagination spiraled.
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Guy's Turn to Bluescreen
As a taijutsu master, he'd seen zero training marks on Hikari.
Soft skin. Delicate frame.
Her water prowess? Believable.
But that kick—precision, power, even a flicker of Asa Kujaku (Morning Peacock)'s essence—left him shook.
"YOSH! THAT'S MY GIRL, Hikari!" Guy bellowed, teeth gleaming, thumbs-up cranked to max.
Hikari frantically waved him off.
Guy mistook it for hype. "THIS IS THE PASSION OF YOUTH!!"
Hikari noped out of eye contact.
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Kazama's Comeback (Literally)
"Cough… cough…"
A groan. Then—
Kazama dragged himself up, clutching his ribs. "Hah… almost kicked my soul out."
Hikari blinked innocently. "So… do I pass?"
Kazama's eye twitched.
His flak vest was shattered, a boot-shaped burn seared into his chest. Without last-second chakra armor, he'd be in the afterlife.
And this gremlin had the audacity to play "harmless newbie"?!
"Tch. Fine. But expect extra homework every day."
Hikari deadpanned: "Your taijutsu's trash. Skip those questions—don't embarrass yourself."
Kazama choked on his own rage.
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Paperwork & Legacy
Kōten herded Guy and Hikari toward enrollment, while Kazama wheezed off to the hospital.
The crowd dispersed, buzzing.
Konoha bred geniuses like weeds:
- Minato, slaughtering Kumo-nin as a student.
- Kakashi, ANBU by 12.
- Itachi, a shadow-warrior at 13.
But today?
A six-year-old had toppled a jonin.
Sure, Kazama held back—but in the shinobi world, victory was victory.
"Chase the Sun" Hikari had just etched her name into history.
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Meanwhile, the Rookie 9's Fail Brigade
"Naruto! WHO WON?!" Sakura shrieked.
"I CAN'T SEE—TOO MUCH MIST!" Naruto squinted through binoculars, perched atop a wobbly human tower (courtesy of Choji's back and Kiba's patience).
"Hurry up! My legs are dying!" Choji whined.
"Tch. Pathetic." Sasuke, who'd secretly tree-hopped for a better view, lied: "Boring. Leaving."
Then—
"SKIPPING CLASS, ARE WE?!"
A teacher's roar sent them scattering like roaches.
Smoke bombs flew.
"RUN, HINATA!" Ino yanked the dazed Hyūga.
"GYAH—!" Naruto faceplanted mid-leap.
By the time the smoke cleared, only one kid remained:
"…Me?" Shino pointed at himself, abandoned.
The teachers loomed. "Name. Class. 3,000-word essay. NOW."
Shino's soul left his body.
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