"Hey, you stinking brat, how dare you ignore me? Are you looking for death?"
When the chubby boy saw that Itsuki wasn't afraid but instead smiled and stood there absent-minded, he suddenly became furious.
Feeling that his dignity was challenged, he raised his sandbag-sized fist and swung at Itsuki's face.
Itsuki snapped back to his senses just in time. Seeing the fist coming straight at him, he immediately dodged to the side.
Don't hit the face! He had to attend the graduation orientation soon.
Although the chubby boy wasn't a ninja, his skill was clearly on par with a Ninja Academy graduate.
Itsuki avoided the direct blow, but not completely.
The fat boy's fist slammed into his shoulder, making him groan in pain as he stumbled to the side.
"You still dare to dodge? I'm going to hit you, and you dare avoid it? You really want to die!"
The fat boy gave a signal, and the other three thugs with him surrounded Itsuki, cutting off all escape routes.
They rushed in, fists and feet flying. Itsuki wanted to fight back, but his strength scattered before he could gather it.
For someone from a commoner background, even if they managed to graduate and become a genin or even a chunin, without a famous teacher their strength was little more than cannon fodder.
Four against one—Itsuki had no chance.
He could only raise his arms to shield his head, enduring the beating silently, making sure they didn't land blows on his face.
The thugs circled him, punching, kicking, and mocking.
[Hyuga Hinata: These people are so despicable. They're actually bullying Itsuki like this.]
[Yamanaka Ino: Bastards! I want to kill them!]
[Tenten: Hold it in, don't be impulsive. If the video is real, Itsuki will soon awaken his Sharingan. If we interfere now, it won't be good for him.]
[Haruno Sakura: If getting beaten up could give me great strength, I'd say it's worth it.]
To avoid being discovered, the girls spoke through the Fabrication System chat group in their minds.
Except for Sakura, who looked indifferent, the others clenched their fists in frustration.
They were kind girls, and seeing Itsuki beaten so badly made their hearts ache.
But at that moment, Itsuki himself didn't have the energy to think about the Four Flowers of Konoha watching from the shadows.
The constant pain in his body made him regret the choice he had made.
After all, being bullied was something he had fabricated about his future.
He had wanted the Sharingan to awaken through the lightest price for the greatest gain.
But if he had known it would hurt this much, he would've rather fabricated a scene where someone died in front of him, awakening his Sharingan through grief. At least then the pain wouldn't be his own.
Well, that was just a thought.
With his mindset, even if someone really died in front of him, he wouldn't feel much sympathy.
If that alone could awaken the Sharingan, then it would be far too cheap.
"Hahaha, this kid is a coward! He didn't even resist!"
The fat boy laughed loudly. "Looks like he's worthless trash. We're going to have fun with him from now on. Let's find out his identity. It's rare to meet someone this spineless. We'll come mess with him whenever we're bored!"
The others laughed along, sneering with open contempt.
Their words struck deep, stoking Itsuki's fury.
He just wanted to follow the plot step by step to gain power.
But now… wasn't he being too cowardly?
Gaining power like this would leave a stain on his life!
Damn it. Whether the Sharingan awakens or not—I don't care anymore!
I'm a time traveler. How could I let myself be looked down on by a few local thugs? If worst comes to worst, I'll find another path to power later!
That thought ignited his fighting spirit.
"AHHH!!"
Itsuki roared, and chakra exploded from his body.
Like steam bursting through a sealed lid, the sudden surge forced the bullies back.
He charged straight at the fat boy, whose smug smile wavered.
Itsuki's fist swung at his face.
The boy snorted with contempt. "Such a weak punch—"
Bang!
Before he could finish, Itsuki's speed and strength spiked dramatically.
The fat boy, who thought he could dodge, suddenly found the fist already smashing into his face.
A dull thud rang out, and the fat boy's head snapped back violently.
He screamed as his body flew like a cannonball.
Boom!
His 100-kilogram frame crashed into the wall, leaving cracks in the stone.
The impact rattled his insides, and he vomited blood with a harsh gurgle.
The other three froze, stunned. Their brains struggled to process what had just happened.
They turned back toward Itsuki—and froze again.
He stood there, eyes burning red, aura fierce like a beast ready to devour them alive.
The moment they met those cold, crimson eyes, terror gripped them.
They screamed, grabbed the fat boy, and bolted.
Itsuki moved to chase, but his head suddenly spun.
A strange, piercing sensation hit his mind, making him dizzy.
From the outside, his red eyes twisted, forming pupils with two spinning tomoe in each. They rotated several times before stabilizing.
In an instant, his vision sharpened.
The world before him grew brighter, crisper.
If everything had been HD before, now it was Blu-ray ultra-HD.
With a thought, he could slow the world down, watch movements frame by frame.
It was the Sharingan's dynamic vision.
Not only that—his body felt lighter. His speed, strength, chakra, even reaction time—everything had leveled up.
The Sharingan had awakened. His potential had been unleashed.
"W-What's happening to me?!"
Itsuki widened his eyes in shock, staring at his hands as if he couldn't believe it.
Of course, this act was for the Four Flowers of Konoha watching nearby. He couldn't let them know he expected this.
Still, even though they had seen the future video, witnessing it happen in reality shook them deeply.
[Tenten: It really is the Sharingan. It seems Itsuki has Uchiha blood in him.]
[Yamanaka Ino: But he doesn't seem to understand it. I don't think he's hiding it—maybe he's from a scattered branch family.]
[Hyuga Hinata: But after he awakened it, wasn't his first thought to hide it?]
[Yamanaka Ino: Hinata, you're thinking too much. Don't forget, Sasuke is in our class. Many people know what happened to him.]
[Haruno Sakura: And what does that have to do with hiding it? Before this, I didn't even know what the Sharingan was!]
[Yamanaka Ino: This…]
[Tenten: It seems Itsuki doesn't just have talent. He's hiding something, too.]
Itsuki was thrilled at the power surging through him—but his smile froze as soon as he read their words.