"Hello, my name is Satori Hyūga. Can we be friends?"
Satori approached with his usual easygoing manner, smiling as he greeted the girl.
She hadn't expected him to approach her and was caught off guard—her large dark eyes widened, her pink lips slightly parted in surprise.
"Y-you're talking to me?"
She pointed at herself, uncertainly asking.
Satori nodded firmly, saying seriously, "Of course it's you. Nice to meet you."
"I must've used up all my luck today just to run into you."
The Uchiha clan really does produce handsome men and beautiful women—they're genuinely pleasant to look at.
That was Satori's thought.
Looking at the girl's face, there was something oddly familiar about her.
That's why he decided to walk over and greet her.
"You brat! What do you think you're doing? Stay away from her! Get lost!"
"Mikoto, don't let this guy fool you—he clearly isn't trustworthy!"
Fugaku Uchiha stormed forward furiously, stepping between them and pulling Satori away from Mikoto Uchiha.
"Mikoto…Mikoto Uchiha. What a beautiful name," Satori said with a smile.
Now he knew why she seemed so familiar.
So this was Mikoto Uchiha—the mother of Itachi and Sasuke—and the future wife of Fugaku Uchiha.
Satori's eyes flicked between Fugaku and Mikoto, already considering whether or not to make a move on her.
Being stared at like that sent involuntary chills down Fugaku's spine. He could tell Satori was scheming something dirty.
If it weren't for the village's no-fighting rule, he'd love to teach this Hyūga kid a harsh lesson.
Mikoto was his childhood friend—his fiancée since they were kids!
Seeing Fugaku's tense expression, Satori couldn't help but feel amused.
He looked at him like he was some kind of monster.
All he did was show a little interest in Mikoto, who had long black hair and smooth, flowing bangs.
Besides, he was still just a child.
He might want to steal someone's girlfriend someday, but right now, his body simply wasn't ready yet.
Plus, both of them were still way too young.
More importantly, the Hyūga clan had long forbidden marriage outside the clan to preserve their diluted bloodline.
Maybe he should think of a way to get rid of this family rule.
After all, there are plenty of beauties throughout the ninja world.
Receiving such an obvious compliment for the first time, Mikoto blushed deeply.
Seeing this, Fugaku clenched his jaw in frustration.
Damn that Hyuga kid.
That was *his* fiancée.
He quickly pulled Mikoto away while muttering nonstop.
"Mikoto, that guy talks too smoothly—he's definitely trouble. Don't ever interact with him again."
"Just look at him—he's probably tricked countless girls before."
Accusation after accusation and smear after smear reached Satori's ears, leaving him speechless.
Truthfully, he really only wanted to become friends with Mikoto Uchiha.
Everyone appreciates beauty—can you blame him for that?
"Satori sure scared off Fugaku Uchiha." Someone said aloud.
"Truly the fallen genius of the Hyūga clan."
...
Satori Hyūga was speechless. He had already defeated both Chonghuo Hyūga and Hiashi Hyūga—so why was he still called a "fallen genius"?
So this title wasn't ever going to change, huh.
"Listen, Satori Hyūga. Just forget about that girl already—she's Fugaku Uchiha's fiancée."
Hiashi Hyūga didn't know exactly when he'd stood back up, but his usual calm and composed demeanor had returned.
"And our Hyūga clan won't allow you to act recklessly either."
It finally clicked for him.
This Satori character seemed humble on the surface, but in reality, he clearly didn't care one bit about the clan's rules or its honor.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have simply slacked off at the Academy and become everyone's laughingstock—the "dead last."
And he even insisted on trying to befriend girls from the Uchiha clan without considering the situation.
That was the Uchiha clan.
Konoha's other great Dojutsu clan, standing on equal footing with the Hyūga.
Though they appeared peaceful on the outside, intense rivalry always brewed beneath the surface.
The Sharingan possessed by the Uchiha clan was no less powerful than the Byakugan.
"Calm down, calm down! I don't have any plans like that at the moment."
"I'm still just a kid. I only want to make a friend—that's all."
Waving his hands casually, Satori replied indifferently.
Ninja usually mature early.
Looking at Hiashi—who looked more like a child than an adult yet acted so serious—felt oddly strange.
But that was just how the ninja world worked.
Most shinobi grew up quickly.
Some children were sent straight into battlefields by the time they were five or six.
And many even settled down, married, and started families before their tenth birthdays.
Those who lived past thirty were already considered very old among shinobi.
Exactly because of this,
Satori did everything he could to take care of his health and avoid shortening his lifespan.
It was absurd—to possess such incredible chakra power yet live only into one's thirties.
Satori glanced into Hiashi's eyes, then suddenly stepped forward and casually threw an arm around his shoulder.
To anyone unfamiliar, they might have appeared to be close friends.
[Feeding-Back Jutsu] promoted better physical development, making him slightly taller than Hiashi.
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