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The moment Hinata activated her Byakugan, she was nearly blinded by an overwhelming light.
"That is…"
Her small face froze in shock, her lips parting slightly as she stared at Naruto in disbelief.
That's Naruto's chakra?
How… how is there so much of it?!
In Hinata's vision, Naruto's chakra reserves dwarfed anyone she had ever seen—far beyond anything she could have imagined.
At the center of the training field, Sasuke charged at Naruto with a fierce punch aimed straight for his face.
But Naruto merely raised his hand—two fingers lightly pressed against the back of Sasuke's fist, redirecting the blow with effortless precision.
Sasuke stumbled forward, thrown off balance, but he quickly recovered.
Was that luck?
Refusing to accept it, Sasuke launched a spinning kick, aiming to knock Naruto down.
Naruto sidestepped without urgency, letting the attack whistle past harmlessly.
The two fell into close combat, exchanging blows—basic taijutsu, the standard for academy students.
Yet the difference was staggering.
Naruto stood firm, countering Sasuke's relentless assault with just one hand.
Within moments, Sasuke found himself completely outmaneuvered.
Naruto twisted his arm, locking him in place before lifting him effortlessly off the ground.
"What… what's happening?!"
Sasuke's eyes widened in shock.
The crowd's cheers for Sasuke died down, replaced by stunned silence.
This wasn't a one-sided beatdown—it was a humiliation.
And Sasuke was on the losing end.
He struggled violently, but Naruto's grip was unbreakable.
"You lose," Naruto stated simply.
Sasuke gritted his teeth.
He could accept defeat—but not like this. Not when Naruto hadn't even tried.
Naruto released him, and Sasuke landed unsteadily, his pride in tatters.
A cold realization settled in his chest.
…Was I actually afraid to keep fighting him?
"How did you get so strong?" Sasuke demanded, his voice low.
Naruto's image had shifted in his mind—from a nobody to something unfathomable.
Was the "monster" rumor true?
Naruto shrugged. "Dunno. Guess I'm just talented."
Sasuke's eye twitched, 'Liar.'
He had seen Naruto before—scrawny, weak, barely noticeable. Now, his physique had improved drastically.
There was no way this was just talent.
Outside the training ground, Ino rubbed her eyes.
"Sakura… did we just see that right?"
Sakura swallowed hard. "Yeah. Sasuke lost. Completely."
A chill ran down her spine as she remembered how she and Ino had mocked Naruto before.
What if he had fought back then?
Iruka, recovering from his shock, announced:
"Winner: Uzumaki Naruto!"
[Ding~ Mission complete. Simulation opportunity +1]
Naruto smirked.
No new mission yet, but he wasn't worried.
After class, Iruka pulled Naruto aside, questioning his sudden strength.
Naruto brushed it off with vague excuses.
He wasn't about to reveal the system's existence—not even to Iruka.
Satisfied (but still suspicious), Iruka invited Naruto to Ichiraku Ramen.
But as they left, they found Sasuke waiting.
The Uchiha stepped forward, his expression icy.
"Uzumaki Naruto. Sell me your training method."
Naruto sighed. "I told you, I don't have one."
Sasuke scoffed. "Name your price. I'll do anything."
Naruto raised an eyebrow.
Anything?
A wicked idea sparked in his mind.
Sasuke was prideful, arrogant—and undeniably pretty for a boy.
What if…Naruto grinned.
"Wear a dress. Let me take pictures."
Silence.
Sasuke's face froze.
His fingers clenched.
His pride shattered.
But the deal was struck.
And Naruto?
He was going to enjoy this way too much.
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