"What?"
"Starburst Diarrhea?!"
Even Homura Mitokado, along with the other Hokage advisors, was utterly baffled.
They had spent their entire lives as shinobi, yet they had never heard of such an absurd, unconventional method of attack!
No wonder that Uchiha kid had wrapped himself up like a red envelope—facing such an unorthodox assault, extreme measures suddenly made sense.
"But... surely that's just a joke, right?" Koharu Utatane took a deep breath, unable to believe it. "That kid wouldn't actually use that move, would he?" She shot a questioning look at Hiruzen Sarutobi.
"Hm, I also think he's just joking," Hiruzen exhaled a smoke ring, murmuring, "Yuto doesn't seem like the type to have such... eccentric tendencies."
"You can tell from his scholarly demeanor—he's a boy with a certain level of moral standards," Homura chimed in.
Only Danzo remained silent, head lowered, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
As someone who had personally witnessed Yuto's "moral standards" and "tendencies," he found it rather difficult to offer any positive assessment at the moment.
Based on his understanding, there was a very high chance that kid would actually do something like this!
'starburst Diarrhea?!" technique What the hell kind of move was that?!
At this moment, Danzō felt nothing but relief that he had decisively turned away that day, refusing to take in this little demon disciple who could make people's blood vessels explode just by existing.
Meanwhile on the battlefield.
Yuto stared at the fully wrapped-up Sasuke before him and sighed softly. "Sasuke-kun, your outfit today is truly... eye-catching. Though I can't help but wonder—doesn't this clash a bit with the cool, aloof image you usually maintain?"
"Shut up!"
Sasuke's voice cracked slightly, his cheeks flushing behind his protective mask. "This is specialized equipment to counter your techniques! Hayashi Yuto, your ultimate move won't work on me anymore!"
"Ah, I see. A tactical countermeasure, then?" Yuto nodded sagely, his tone breezy. "Well, you've certainly gone to great lengths, Kitty-kun."
"Pfft—"
The moment "Kitty-kun" left Yuto's lips, Sasuke froze in place, his face burning crimson. "Y-You—! Don't call me that! I told you, this is tactical gear! I didn't choose to wear this for fun!"
"Understood, Kitty-kun." Yuto nodded solemnly. "Thank you for the clarification, Kitty-kun."
"You bastard—are you mocking me?!" Sasuke's temper flared instantly, and he lunged at Yuto with a furious punch.
Though his outfit resembled a cat onesie, it was technically combat gear—custom-made by the weapons merchant Granny Cat, designed for flexibility and mobility.
His punch was nothing like the clumsy strikes of the younger students. This was a genuine killing technique.
Even the notoriously hard-to-please Danzō couldn't help but frown slightly. "The Uchiha clan... truly is blessed by the heavens."
Though this boy was nowhere near his elder brother, Itachi, that punch alone was already at genin level.
*Thud.*
A dull impact echoed through the arena.
Yuto stood calmly, his palm effortlessly catching Sasuke's fist mid-air.
"He blocked it! HAHAHA!" Naruto burst into laughter, pumping his fist. "See?! I told you this pretty boy was no match for Yuto!"
"Uzumaki Naruto!" Sakura snarled.
"Huh?"
"Didn't I warn you to stop calling Sasuke-kun a 'pretty boy'?!"
"...Sorry."
"He really blocked it, though," Ino murmured, covering her mouth in shock. "Yuto might actually be the dark horse here."
"Ino! Whose side are you on?!" Sakura glared.
"Just stating facts~" Ino grinned, nudging her best friend. "Don't worry, the match just started. Our Sasuke-kun hasn't even gotten serious yet."
"Hmph." Sakura huffed but let it go, refocusing on the battle.
Unlike Sakura's unwavering confidence, Sasuke himself was sweating bullets.
"H-How…?"
This was not how he had imagined things going.
Sure, he had attacked in anger, but his strike wasn't sloppy. If Yuto had dodged or blocked it conventionally, he could've accepted it. But the fact that Yuto had stopped his punch with one hand was downright humiliating.
"Surprised, Kitty-kun?" Yuto's voice was calm, almost detached. "To be honest, I'm more surprised than you are."
"What?" Sasuke's eyes widened.
"Your brother, Itachi Uchiha… at your age, he was already far beyond this level, wasn't he?" Yuto released Sasuke's fist and took a step back. "Or do you just accept that, compared to a genius like him, you're nothing special?"
"Shut up!" Sasuke's voice was low, trembling with fury.
"Oh? Did I hit a nerve?" Yuto's glasses glinted, his smirk dripping with mockery.
"I SAID SHUT UP!" Sasuke roared, his hands flying into a rapid series of hand seals.
"That's—!"
"He can already use that technique at his age?!"
Even Hiruzen and the others on the high platform were visibly stunned.
*Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!*
Sasuke inhaled deeply before unleashing a massive, roaring fireball straight at Yuto.
"Oh crap, that's a C-rank fire jutsu!" Shikamaru's lazy demeanor vanished, replaced by tension.
"Yuto… is he gonna be okay?" Naruto's face was etched with worry.
Sakura and Ino, despite rooting for Sasuke, also paled, hands covering their mouths. They wanted Sasuke to win—but not at the cost of their classmate's life.
From their perspective, Yuto, now engulfed in flames, would be lucky to escape with anything less than severe burns.
Even the proctor hesitated, ready to leap in and stop the match.
But then—
A thick mist suddenly billowed across the battlefield.
Sasuke's vision blurred. By the time he realized what was happening, the cold edge of a blade was already pressed against his throat.
*Whoosh.*
The mist cleared, revealing the shocking reversal to the entire audience.
"Looks like I win, Sasuke-kun." Yuto smiled faintly.
Sasuke's body trembled slightly before he exhaled sharply. "...What was that just now?"
"A genjutsu of my own creation.".Yuto pulled the blade away, driving it into the ground. "It uses mist and water reflections to disorient the enemy, making them hesitate at critical moments."
"Your own genjutsu?!" Sasuke's pupils contracted in disbelief.
To create an illusion of this level at his age—even Itachi hadn't been capable of that!
"Yes. Its name is… 'Mirage of the Blossoming Moon.'" Yuto's smile was serene.
Unseen by anyone, the blade embedded in the ground flickered with a faint blue light the moment those words were spoken.
"So… this was your real trump card all along?" Sasuke seemed to finally understand, exhaling roughly. "I lost this time."
Just as Yuto, still smiling warmly, was about to respond—
A golden selection screen abruptly popped up before him.
[Choose.]
[1. Reveal your TRUE ultimate technique to Sasuke Uchiha: Super Outfit Change (Gothic Lolita Edition)!]
[2. Reveal your TRUE ultimate technique to Sasuke Uchicha: Morality Expansion Jutsu!]
**"..."**
Yuto's eye twitched violently.