"Sasuke—STOP!!!"
By the time Iruka shouted, it was already too late.
The rage had gone straight to Sasuke's head. He didn't care about anything anymore.
As the final hand seal was completed, chakra surged violently into his mouth.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!!"
Scorching flames erupted from Sasuke's lips, instantly condensing into a massive fireball that roared toward Yashiro Sarutobi.
"He actually knows ninjutsu?!"
"Wow! That's amazing!"
"Sasuke-kun is so cool!"
Seeing Sasuke successfully cast a jutsu, the girls cheering for him immediately went wild.
No one had expected that a newly enrolled student already possessed the ability to use ninjutsu.
Unlike the screaming fangirls, Shikamaru's lazy expression vanished completely.
His face grew heavy.
"…Now this is really troublesome."
Under everyone's gaze—
Facing the blazing fireball—
Yashiro didn't even make a move to dodge.
His expression remained filled with disdain, as if what was coming at him wasn't a deadly ninjutsu at all, but a harmless spark.
Seeing this, Iruka nearly lost his mind.
A first-year student using a C-rank jutsu was already absurd enough—and he was using it against the Hokage's grandson.
But what was even more outrageous—
Yashiro didn't dodge.
He just stood there.
"Damn it! Yashiro—MOVE!!!"
"BOOOOM!!!"
Before Iruka could do anything, the massive fireball slammed straight into Yashiro's body.
A pillar of blazing fire erupted skyward.
Thick smoke billowed outward, swallowing everything—
And Yashiro's figure vanished within it.
Iruka's eyes went completely blank.
Taking a Great Fireball head-on… even survival would be a miracle.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"Told you—he's trash!!"
Seeing Yashiro fail to dodge even once, Sasuke burst into manic laughter.
So what if he was from the Sarutobi clan?
So what if he was the Hokage's grandson?
None of it mattered compared to the pride of the Uchiha!
But as Sasuke reveled in his victory—
He failed to notice that the training field had quietly filled with newcomers.
Not just ANBU.
But Root operatives, even darker in presence—
And—
Uchiha Fugaku, rushing over with a grim expression.
The moment Fugaku took in the scene—
His vision nearly went black.
My son… fired a Great Fireball…
At the Hokage's grandson.
And it hit.
On the other side, Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura had also arrived.
Surprisingly, neither of them looked worried.
Moments earlier, a member of the Hyuga clan beside them had already confirmed it—
Yashiro was completely unharmed.
Only then had the two old men relaxed.
Still—
Their gazes shifted simultaneously toward Uchiha Fugaku.
Already sensing disaster, Fugaku felt his heart sink even further under their stare.
"…Just this?"
As everyone on the training field processed the aftermath with wildly different expressions—
A calm, faintly disdainful voice suddenly echoed from within the smoke.
With a casual wave of his hand, Yashiro dispersed the thick smoke instantly.
Sasuke's triumphant laughter cut off mid-breath.
His eyes widened in sheer disbelief.
"That's impossible!!!"
"Why… why are you completely fine?!"
His Great Fireball—
Had only dirtied Yashiro's clothes.
Nothing more.
How could Sasuke possibly accept that?
While Sasuke stood frozen in shock, Yashiro casually brushed the ash from his outfit.
"That's it?"
"You?"
"What kind of thing are you, exactly?"
"You actually pulled out trash like that and thought it'd work?"
"…What did you say?!"
Sasuke's fury ignited again, his eyes bloodshot.
But awakening the Sharingan—
That was still far beyond him.
Realizing that his strongest jutsu had failed, Sasuke stopped holding back.
With a flick of his wrists, two kunai appeared in his hands.
Staring at Yashiro's indifferent expression—
You asked for this.
"SHING!"
The kunai shot forward instantly.
One aimed straight for Yashiro's eye—
The other for his heart.
Under everyone's watchful eyes—
Yashiro still didn't dodge.
He allowed both kunai to strike him directly.
"W-What?!"
"No way?!"
"That's… that's a human body?!"
The moment the kunai made contact—
They shattered.
Metal snapped apart like brittle glass, collapsing into useless scraps.
This time—
Not just Sasuke—
Everyone present was stunned speechless, staring at Yashiro in disbelief.
Meanwhile, Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura's eyes gleamed.
They had thought yesterday's display was already impressive.
Turns out—
There was more.
"So?" Yashiro said calmly.
"That's everything you've got?"
Seeing Sasuke frozen in place, Yashiro slowly walked toward him.
Sasuke couldn't move.
His mind replayed the impossible scenes again and again—
Fire jutsu.
Kunai.
All useless.
By the time he snapped back to reality—
Yashiro was already standing right in front of him.
"Y-Yashiro Sarutobi!! Y-You… what are you trying to do?!"
Looking at Sasuke trembling in fear, Yashiro lost interest entirely.
Under everyone's gaze, he raised his hand—
And lightly patted Sasuke's face.
"Compared to your brother…"
"You're really pathetic."
"You're not even worth me lifting a finger."
With that, Yashiro turned away, ignoring Sasuke standing there in a daze.
At that moment, inside Yashiro's mind—
[Ding! You have publicly humiliated Uchiha Sasuke]
[Fusion Progress +8%]
As the pleasant notification faded, Yashiro felt his power surge once more.
Not just Super Strength and Super Defense—
A new ability awakened within his body.
Super Speed.
Feeling the change, Yashiro's mood soared.
As expected…
Bullying canon protagonists really is the fastest way.
This fusion rate was downright insane.
As Yashiro returned to Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura's side—
An ANBU operative appeared beside Sasuke in a flash.
Looking at the boy's vacant expression, the operative felt a pang of sympathy.
At the same time, Uchiha Fugaku stepped forward, stopping before the two elders.
"Hokage-sama… Danzo-sama…"