Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Boom!
"Idiot! Who told you to roll your eyes like that!"

Seeing his younger brother clutching his head, his face filled with panic, Hiashi Hyuga clenched his fists, his eyes red with anger.

"But that's what Grandpa Gin taught me! When you see a cute girl, the first thing you must do is check if she's really a girl."

The Japanese soldier, who had been hit for no reason, pouted indignantly and muttered under his breath.
"Damn it, you didn't listen to a word Grandpa and Father said! Don't talk to strange curly-haired people! Never talk to strange curly-haired people!"

"But Grandpa Gintoki isn't some stranger with curly hair; he even gave me candy!"

Boom-!
"Am I the older brother or are you the older brother? Just listen to what I say and don't say anything else!"

With a blank expression, Hiashi Hyuga withdrew his small fist and, displaying the authority of an older brother, forcibly silenced his younger brother who was somewhat defying the Heavenly Order.

The Japanese girl, carrying two large bags on her head, covered her mouth and let out a mournful "woof woof woof." Her white eyes held a deep fear of her brother's power, as well as a trace of resentment.

Just then, he suddenly remembered something Grandpa Yin had once said.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty!

He'll eventually pay back all the beatings he's suffered at Hyuga Hizashi's hands.
Even if he cannot fulfill this wish in his lifetime, his child will surely avenge his father!

"what?"

Meanwhile, Uchiha Mikoto, who was chatting with Nawaki, suddenly heard a not-too-loud noise behind her, so she turned around curiously.
It turned out that sitting in the back row were a pair of identical twin brothers, one of whom had a large, swollen bump on his head and was covering his mouth, secretly weeping.

The other one had a cold expression, and his clenched fists were slightly red and swollen.
"You are"

Mikoto, bursting with a sense of justice, frowned. She hated people who bullied the weak the most.

"Hiashi Hyuga, he is my good-for-nothing younger brother Hizashi. I am teaching him how to be a proper younger brother."

With a stern expression, Hyuga Hiashi nodded, and while introducing himself, he glared fiercely at his whimpering younger brother.
"It's wrong to bully your younger brother!"

Having confirmed their relationship, Mikoto puffed out her cheeks, her eyes filled with resentment.
"Our Hyuga clan's affairs are none of your business, you Uchiha!"

Hiashi Hyuga's gaze fell on the conspicuous fan behind Mikoto, and he replied in a stiff tone.

The reason he had his younger brother Hizashi look at Uchiha Mikoto was because he recognized the fan-shaped clan crest behind her and wanted his brother to pay close attention to this girl from a family with a long tradition of eye techniques.

"This is a school, it's wrong for you to bully your classmates."

Mikoto recognized Hiashi's identity through his pure, white eyes, but she did not back down.
Instead, he stepped forward with a determined look, his eyes gleaming as he stared intently at Hiashi Hyuga, who was seated in his seat.

At this moment, seeing that someone was actually standing up for him, a strange look appeared in the white of his eyes.
Seeing the black-haired girl confronting his brother, he worried that Hiashi, the spoiled young master who was used to being domineering at home, might do something outrageous, so he immediately stood up and stood between the two.

"Garlic bird~ Garlic bird~ It's all my fault, I did something wrong and angered my brother~"

"Hizashi, can you shut up?"

A big # appeared on Riji's forehead. You little brat, are you here to stir up trouble?
"Hiashi-kun, please stop bullying him. He's your brother, how can you treat him like this?"

"hateful."

Seeing his younger brother siding with Uchiha Mikoto, Hyuga Hiashi's fists clenched.
Mingming would always obey her older brother before, following him around like a little puppy, whimpering.

Now look what happened! It's all that curly-haired guy's fault for raising his adorable little brother into this state.

Nawaki, following behind Mikoto, saw Hiashi Hyuga clench his fists, his face filled with resentment, and instinctively assumed he was about to harm his newly acquainted friend.
"If you want to lay a hand on Mikoto, you'll have to get past my fists first."

So he suddenly stepped in front of Mikoto, and solemnly stretched his hard little fists.

The commotion they were making gradually attracted the attention of the surrounding classmates.

Wow~ It looks like a fight is about to break out over there!

"Hurry up, hurry up, or there won't be any seats left!"

Many children, eager for a good spectacle, began to gather in small groups towards Uchiha Mikoto and her friends.

"Uchiha and Hyuga, as expected of a major clan, they're making headlines on their very first day of school."

Among them were many knowledgeable scions of prominent families who, with just a cursory glance, were able to identify the identities of both sides in the conflict.

As more and more children gathered around, Hiashi Hyuga's expression gradually darkened.

On their very first day of school, they caused such a scene. If their father found out, he would surely punish the two brothers severely.

"Hizashi, come here."

To avoid bringing shame upon the family, he gave his younger brother a cold glare.
Upon hearing this, the naturally kind-hearted Nawaki frowned and grabbed Hizashi, who was about to go over and apologize.

"Don't go over there. Have you forgotten who gave you that bump on your head?"

"But he's my brother."

Richa scratched his head. "Even if brothers break their bones, they're still connected by tendons. Blood is thicker than water, isn't it?"

"Does that give an older brother the right to beat up his younger brother at will?"

Nawaki waved her small, righteous hand, about to reprimand Hyuga Hiashi for bullying her younger brother, but a terrifying figure flashed into her mind—a fist raised at her—and she became hesitant as she spoke the last few words.
"Let's fight! Let's fight!"

After not seeing a blood-soaked crowd of onlookers for a while, they couldn't help but start jeering, and the atmosphere in the classroom instantly became lively.
"Humph!"

Hiashi Hyuga listened to the clamor and jeers around him, his expression slightly cold as he glared. As his chakra surged to his eyes, the veins on his temples bulged, and his white pupils emitted a cold light beyond his years.

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The surrounding children simultaneously fell silent, their eyes darting away, avoiding Hiashi Hyuga's disdainful gaze.
Seeing this, Hiashi Hyuga was overwhelmed with vanity, his white eyes brimming with pride.

You guys should lament your unfortunate fate of not having anyone to roll their eyes at you!
"Uh?"

Just as Hiashi was feeling smug, he was surprised to find that Uchiha Mikoto was able to ignore the intimidation of his Byakugan and stare intently at him.

"As expected of a family of ocular techniques second only to our Hyuga clan."

Hiashi nodded in agreement, but his words caused Uchiha Mikoto to awaken her Byakugan on the spot.
How could you have the nerve to do that?

"what?"

"Grandpa Yin once said that children who like to brag will wet the bed at night."

Unaffected by the eye-roll, Mikoto, with a serious expression, kindly explained to the bewildered Hiashi.
"Am I wrong?"

From a young age, Hiashi was instilled with the belief by his grandfather and father that the Hyuga clan was the strongest family in ocular jutsu, and he firmly believed this statement.
"Hmph~ The strongest family in eye techniques has always been us."

When it comes to matters of family honor, Mikoto becomes exceptionally serious. Like Hiashi, she was instilled with the belief from a young age that the Sharingan is the strongest in the world.
"In that case, let's settle this with our skills and learn from each other."

Hiashi could tolerate everything else, but he could not compromise on the matter of the first family of eye techniques.
He raised his hand and made a clumsy, soft fist stance, preparing to use the Bagua Eighteen Palms he had just learned to vindicate the white-eyed look.
"Mikoto, let me have a go at him."

Before Uchiha Mikoto could respond, Nawaki, who had long disliked Hiashi, stepped forward first, swinging his untrained, wild punches towards Hiashi's face.
"They've finally started fighting!"

Seeing this, the onlookers immediately showed satisfied expressions; they had finally gotten what they'd been waiting for.

Hiashi showed no panic whatsoever; from the perspective of his Byakugan, every point of Nawaki's power was clearly visible.
"Full of flaws."

He slightly turned his body, easily dodging the fist aimed straight at his face. At the same time, he twisted his body, turning his right fist into a palm, and slammed it heavily into Rope Tree's wide-open waist.
"what!"

A scream rang out, and the once lively and energetic Rope Tree now lay on the ground clutching his back, his face alternating between pale and flushed, cold sweat instantly soaking through his hair.

"Rope Tree! Are you alright?"

Mikoto quickly helped up the pale-faced Nawaki, asking with concern, "Hiss, it's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."

Despite the excruciating pain in his lower back, Rope Tree forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.
"Don't worry, I only pressed his Yangguan acupoint."

Hiashi Hyuga, the instigator, spoke up at this moment. Looking at Nawaki, who was slumped on the ground, unable to get up despite his best efforts, he continued with an inscrutable expression.
Have you been wetting the bed a lot lately?

"How do you know? I'm going to sue you for defamation! He's defaming me!"

Rope Tree, who was sitting on the ground gasping for breath, was taken aback by what he heard. He was about to nod in agreement when he felt the strange looks from the crowd around him, so he immediately changed the subject.
"Oh? Maybe I misread it. I was going to open two more acupoints for you to treat it, but since you said you don't have any, then forget it."

Hiashi looked at the blushing Nawaki with suspicion, wondering if he had misjudged him because he was not skilled enough.

"It's your turn next."

Ignoring his defeated opponent, Hiashi turned his gaze to Uchiha Mikoto, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.
"A tonic, brother!"

Seeing this, Hizashi landed in a tiger-like motion, grabbed his older brother's leg, and pitifully begged,
"Oh well, what can I do? I'm the older brother. Get up."

Seeing his younger brother crying with tears streaming down his face, Hiashi finally softened.

Let's put the family's honor aside for now; my younger brother is the most important.

"You're lucky this time."

He has a long time ahead of him at school; he'll have plenty of opportunities to prove who truly deserves the title of Konoha's premier family of ocular jutsu. There's no need to rush.
"As for you, before you play the hero and save the damsel in distress next time, take a good look at the strength of both sides and don't pay the price for your arrogance again."

His gaze swept past Mikoto's tense face, finally settling on Nawaki, who looked defiant, and he gave her a heartfelt warning.
"Hmph! I was just careless for a moment, and you're actually putting on an act."

Disgusted by Hiashi Hyuga's repeated pretentious behavior, Nawaki stubbornly retorted.

I'm so annoyed, he got away with it!

"Sorry, having power means you can show off."

Hijikata smiled arrogantly, taking Nawaki's barking as his best cheer.

"What a coincidence, I think so too."

Just when he was convinced he was the most pretentious man in the classroom that day, a deep, steady voice suddenly sounded behind him, startling him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.
When did someone start standing behind me?
"what!"

Without a second thought, he turned and thrust out two palms, determined to teach this pretentious charlatan a lesson.
"Nani?"

However, things didn't go as planned. His soft fist technique, which was invincible among his peers, unexpectedly failed him.
Just before his hands, shimmering with a faint blue light, could touch the person behind him, they were clamped in mid-air by an immense force, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge them an inch.
"You are."

Hijiri stared wide-eyed in shock, trying to memorize the culprit who had subdued him, only to discover that his opponent was significantly taller and much stronger than a three- or four-year-old.

What age are you?

This person is clearly not a preschool student; they seem more like someone from a graduating class.
"Me? I'm a transfer student who just enrolled today. Please take care of me in the future."

The one carrying Hiashi like a chick was none other than Uchiha Fugaku, who had just completed his enrollment at the school.
He had intended to surprise Mikoto, but as soon as he arrived in the classroom, he saw a guy rolling his eyes and showing off.
As the saying goes, those who are forced into a corner often appreciate each other, and Fugaku immediately felt the urge to befriend him, so that they could progress together in the future.
But unexpectedly, the person the other party was showing off to was none other than his chosen girl, leaving him with no choice but to regretfully quell their arrogance.
There was no other way; only one "King of Force" could exist in a classroom at a time. He certainly wouldn't back down, so we had no choice but to let Hiashi suffer in silence.

"Huh? At your age, you're still sitting at the same table as us? Have you no shame?"

While his hands were restrained, Hiashi's mouth was far from idle, successfully placing Fugaku on the opposite side of the entire class with his words.
"That guy looks like he's in his teens, is it really okay for him to be studying with us?"

"Could he be the legendary ultimate repeat student, Jin Bao San?"

"Mommy, I'm so scared, I want to go home!"

Unlike the other children who showed fear, Mikoto's face immediately turned red with excitement when she saw Fugaku come to her aid.

"Young Master Fugaku!"

Fugaku?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Hiashi Hyuga frowned and tried to recall, realizing that he did seem to have heard the name somewhere recently, but he couldn't quite place it right now.

"Let my brother go!"

Besides Mikoto, Hizashi was also extremely excited. Looking at his brother being held in Fugaku's arms, the veins on his temples bulged instantly, and his palms glowed with a blue light.
"You remember you just said that the Byakugan is the number one dojutsu family in Konoha."

Fugaku glanced at the poised and ready Hiizashi, his expression nonchalant. Looking down at the struggling Hiizashi in his hand, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of ravenous red light flashing within them.
"This is... You're also an Uchiha? I remember now, you're Uchiha Fugaku!"

Hiashi was so captivated by the crimson light that he forgot to struggle, remaining stunned for a full ten seconds before a look of astonishment and realization appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect I'd be so famous."

Fugaku raised an eyebrow, and to Hiashi's astonishment, his eyes widened suddenly, causing the charging Hiashi to instantly collapse to the ground.

"Little brother!"

"Don't rush, it's your turn next."

After dealing with his younger brother, he turned his gaze to the Hiashi in his hand. Two slowly rotating magatama adorned his crimson pupils, emitting a mysterious and ethereal glow.

"Young Master Fugaku, please don't bully your classmates."

"Mikoto, I'm helping you get revenge."

Fugaku looked at Mikoto standing in front of him with a puzzled expression.
"No need, I will avenge myself!"

Now that he could barely stand up, Rope Tree spoke with a stubborn expression.

"Who is this?"

Sensing a growing sense of crisis, Fugaku lost all interest in maintaining his arrogance. He tossed aside the pale-faced Hiashi and sized up Nawaki, who was standing in a row with Mikoto.

It's fine if you don't look, but the more Fugaku looks at Nawaki, the more he thinks the simple-minded guy doesn't seem like a good person.
"This is someone's new friend, Nawaki. This is young master Fugaku, who recently returned to Konoha."

New and old friends gathered together, and the simple-minded Mikoto smiled happily and took the initiative to introduce the two to each other.

"There's no point in fighting anymore, let's disperse~"

When the farce ended, the students who hadn't gotten any juicy gossip scattered.

"Phew, at least you're alright~"

Taking advantage of the situation, Hiashi helped up his younger brother, who had been knocked unconscious by the illusion, and after checking that he was unharmed, he used pressure point techniques to wake him up.

"Brother, are you alright!?"

The first thing Hiashi did upon waking was to check on his brother's safety. Hiashi felt a warmth in his heart upon seeing this, and all his resentment towards his brother vanished with that one "Onii-chan."
"squeak~"

At that moment, a middle-aged man with red hair opened the classroom door and walked in. Seeing the peaceful atmosphere, Miro Uzumaki nodded in satisfaction.

It seems this year's group of well-behaved kids won't cause any trouble.

"Hello everyone, I'm your homeroom teacher, Whirlpool Miluo. If you have any questions about your studies, please try not to bother me; I have a phobia of stupidity."

The first day of lessons ended quickly. Fugaku, before Nawaki could, grabbed Mikoto and left the classroom first.
"Young Master Fugaku, why are you leaving so quickly? Nawaki, see you tomorrow~"

Why is that guy so hostile towards me?

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Rope Tree scratched his head in confusion.
Just as he slung his backpack over his shoulder and prepared to leave, he suddenly noticed the Hyuga brothers walking in front of him, and his good-natured eyes changed drastically.
"Hiashi-kun, please wait! I'd like to discuss with you in more detail the knowledge about acupoints in the lower back." (End of Chapter)