"Ah!"
Before the older brother could finish his sentence, he let out a shriek: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! What kind of monstrous strength is that?!"
Arima snorted, the grip on the boy's wrist tightening.
This body was not adept at Ninjutsu, only Taijutsu could be trained. After years of push-ups and handstand walks, his strength was much greater than that of an average youth.
"Aren't you going to let go?" he said coldly.
"If I let go just because you tell me to, what face would I have left?!"
This youth was indeed worthy of having earned the Genin title; not only did he not surrender, but he also hardened his resolve and simply raised his kunai, aiming to stab Hyuga Arima 's hand.
"Tsk!"
He thought Hyuga Arima would dodge, but he didn't expect that hand to directly meet his attack, gripping the sharp blade of the kunai head-on.
Blood trickled down from between Hyuga Arima 's fingers as he drove his knee up.
"Injury level 1%, cell division accelerated 10 times."
His body's energy suddenly surged, instantly boosting the Chakra extracted within him.
"Bang!"
The youth's abdomen took a hit. In pain, he instinctively released Kushina's long hair and also let go of the kunai.
Before the other party could react, Hyuga Arima kicked him to the ground, then pounced on him, sitting on his stomach, his left hand pressing on his chest, his right hand reversing the kunai and holding it against his face.
"Now I'm also planning to make a few marks on your face, got a problem with that?"
His expressionless face and blood-soaked hand terrified the two children.
The older brother swallowed, stammering: "Don't, don't…"
The younger brother, frightened, fled in a panic: "So scary! Help, help me…"
Hyuga Arima almost laughed aloud: "What 'brotherly love' indeed!"
The older brother's face turned ashen: "You, you let me go…"
"If I don't let go, what can you do?"
Hyuga Arima returned his words to him verbatim.
"The Po-Police Force won't let you get away with this!" the newly promoted Genin said, feigning bravery.
Hyuga Arima chuckled: "Do you think the Uchiha would be interested in meddling in a children's squabble?"
"You, what exactly do you want?"
The kunai glinted menacingly before his eyes, and blood dripped onto his face. The Genin youth, who had never experienced bloodshed, was on the verge of tears.
Hyuga Arima stood up. He had initially wanted to lick the blood off the kunai, like Orochimaru, but the smell of blood was truly unbearable for a normal person, so he ultimately abandoned that rather intimidating action.
"Get up and apologize on your knees," he said indifferently.
Relieved from the threat of the kunai, the youth finally let out a sigh and slowly climbed to his feet, grumbling defiantly: "If my hand hadn't been gripping her hair, I wouldn't have been able to form hand signs just now. You wouldn't have been able to hit me at all. I could have easily dodged your attack with the Substitute Technique…"
"Hey! Do you dare to fight me again?!" he challenged, looking up.
"Shameless!"
Kushina cursed under her breath and quietly tugged at Arima 's sleeve: "He's five years older than us and already a Genin. Let's… let's just forget it."
The Genin youth had sharp ears, and hearing her say that, he immediately puffed out his chest.
Hyuga Arima pouted: "I never intended to accept. If this were on a battlefield, he'd already be a dead man. Would an enemy really consider his inability to use Ninjutsu and restart the fight?"
The youth, who had just regained his pride, changed his expression and opened his mouth to retort.
But deep down, he knew Hyuga Arima was right, so he closed his mouth again, his face turning beet red from being stifled.
"We don't have time to waste on you. Hurry up, apologize," Hyuga Arima said expressionlessly.
The youth's face was flushed with blood, turning purplish-red, as if he were constipated.
"What, are you going to renege?"
Hyuga Arima raised the kunai he had just taken, holding it horizontally in front of his neck.
"I'll fight you to the death!"
The Genin youth still couldn't endure such humiliation and decided to shamelessly use Ninjutsu.
"Stop!"
Just then, a young figure intervened.
He grabbed Hyuga Arima 's wrist with one hand and pushed away the burly Genin with the other.
"Arima , everyone here is a comrade from the Village. How can you use a kunai?"
Hyuga Arima heard this voice full of positive energy and felt helpless: "Nawaki, are you playing the hero again?"
As the First Hokage's grandson, Nawaki, who aimed to become Hokage, possessed the same saintly personality as Naruto.
"Big Brother Nawaki, this isn't the Ninja School. Can't you just mind your own business?" Kushina popped her head out and said.
Both he and Kushina had a profound understanding of how troublesome Nawaki was as the school's peacekeeper.
"A kunai should not be pointed at fellow villagers," Nawaki said, his face radiating righteousness.
Hyuga Arima 's eyes darted around: "He's a newly graduated Genin, and he was bullying us, Nawaki. I think you should help me get justice."
"Genin?" Nawaki turned back in surprise: "You actually defeated a Genin?"
"He ambushed me and grabbed my hand! I couldn't use Substitute Technique!" the youth said, his face flushed.
Can a Ninja's ambush be called an ambush? That's called tactics.
Nawaki held it in for a long time, then gave the Genin youth a warm smile: "Try harder next time."
The youth was filled with shame and indignation.
"Arima , no matter what, he's learned his lesson. Can't everyone just make peace?" Nawaki looked at Hyuga Arima expectantly.
Good grief, he's a complete replica of Naruto!
No wonder he died so young; if he had lived, there wouldn't have been any need for Naruto!
"Nawaki, not everything can be easily resolved. Although this incident didn't cause much harm, it was extremely insulting," Arima secretly squeezed Kushina's wrist and stepped forward to block Nawaki's view. "He wanted Kushina to kneel, so I want him to kneel."
"Everyone in the Village is a comrade, and we should love each other. I believe that if everyone thinks this way, we can understand each other. If people all over the land also think this way, true peace can be achieved," Nawaki said, his face radiating a sacred glow.
A true idealist, one who can let go of the hatred for killing one's parents, the hatred for killing one's master, the pain of killing one's friends… like the future Naruto.
Nawaki was exactly like him.
Hyuga Arima put on a fake smile: "Truly worthy of being the First Hokage's grandson, Nawaki! You will surely inherit his will and carry on the will of fire!"
"That's right," Nawaki raised his head, "I am a man destined to become Hokage!"
A classic line… Hyuga Arima didn't hesitate to give him a thumbs-up.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
Just then, a muffled thud, and the Genin youth from before let out a miserable shriek.
Nawaki's eyes widened as he looked behind Hyuga Arima , only to see Kushina, who had somehow knocked the youth to the ground, raining blows down on him.
"That's for pulling my hair!"
"That's for telling me to kneel!"
"Idiot, idiot, idiot!"
"…"
Seeing Kushina, whose fiery red hair flared like flames, Nawaki was dumbfounded.
"Kushina, you! Stop!"
After a while, he finally reacted and tried to rush forward to stop her, but Hyuga Arima grabbed both of his wrists.
"Don't rush, we haven't finished talking yet!" he said with a chuckle.
"Tap."
Nawaki, however, had no time to pay attention to him. The moment his wrists were grabbed, he stomped his foot, sprang up, kicked Hyuga Arima in the chest, and used the recoil to free his hands.
Then he flipped to the ground, darted out, and lunged towards Kushina.
At this moment, Hyuga Arima swept his leg horizontally, hitting Nawaki's arms, which were crossed over his chest.
"Bang."
A section of a log was kicked away by Hyuga Arima , and Nawaki's figure appeared on the other side.
Substitute Technique!
After learning it, facing the Substitute Technique again, Arima could discover the obvious flaws of this Ninjutsu; no wonder no one used it in the later stages of Hokage.
Whether it was the delay in forming hand signs or the limitations of transfer, it meant that it was countered by Taijutsu.
It was a sharp weapon in Genin battles, but a mere trifle among Jonin.
However, at present, Arima wasn't even a Genin, so the Substitute Technique was still very useful.
"Stop!"
By this time, Nawaki had already appeared in front of Kushina, forcing her back with a punch.
"Alright, alright, no more fighting."
Hyuga Arima took Kushina's wrist and generously said: "Being aggressive is not good, we should love each other."
Nawaki looked at the youth on the ground, who had been beaten into a pig's head, and felt his own head grow three sizes larger.
This is called loving each other?
Seeing the fluctuating expression on Nawaki's face, Hyuga Arima couldn't help but smile and say: "Nawaki, you really should advise this Genin well. We are all part of Konoha, we should love each other, and not hold grudges."
Nawaki: "…"
"Why are you still not coming, Nawaki?"
Suddenly, a woman's voice came.
Hyuga Arima subconsciously looked up.
At the intersection, a young woman stood with one hand on her hip, her light yellow ponytail bouncing behind her.
She was…