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Yūhi Sumi had been enjoying a normal, quiet morning at home. Her husband, Yūhi Shinku, was away on a mission, as usual, since he was a jōnin and frequently left the village to carry out high-ranking missions, and their only daughter, Yūhi Kurenai, who was just over five years old, was at the Ninja Academy, leaving Sumi alone to spend the morning peacefully.
In the middle of her peaceful routine as she was about to step out onto the balcony to hang the laundry, she suddenly heard strange sounds coming from outside.
"Aaaahnnn… Haann…"
"Nhaaa…"
Living in a quiet neighbourhood, Sumi wasn't used to hearing anything like this, especially not in the middle of the day. Yet the voices kept coming again and again, and the more she listened, the more obvious it became what was going on.
'Is this… is this what I think it is?'
She tried to convince herself that she was mistaken, that nothing improper was happening, but the sounds continued, making it impossible to ignore.
"Aaaahhnnn…!"
When another loud moan echoed, she could no longer ignore it; she put the basket down and opened the window as she shouted, "Hey… what in the world is going on her—"
Her words were cut short by the sudden, sharp snap of fingers.
SNAP!
At once, her eyes grew unfocused, and her voice trailed off as she realized she could no longer see anyone around her.
All she noticed were a few cats playing with each other.
"Was it just some cats?" she muttered in confusion, wondering if she had been mistaken.
Normally, she wouldn't have thought so. Those sounds had clearly been made by a woman, and as a married woman with a child, she recognized their nature all too well. Yet for reasons she couldn't quite explain, she found herself convinced that it really had been nothing more than cats.
"Well… if it's just some cats, then forget it… " Maybe they're in their mating season," she shrugged, turning back to hang the laundry.
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At the same time—
"Hey… what in the world is going on here!" The moment that voice echoed through the alley, panic seized Mikoto. "It's over… it's over…" The thing she had feared most had happened; someone had discovered them. Now that someone had noticed, the truth would spread… and then everything would be over. People would look at her as a shameless, undignified woman, someone cheap enough to do something like this in a place like this.
She was so panicked that she didn't even notice the sound of fingers snapping, partly because the snap wasn't meant for her, which was why it went unnoticed.
Unlike Mikoto, Kanzou didn't seem concerned at all. And why would he be? He had just cast a genjutsu on the woman who had come out, using the snapping sound as the trigger.
Even though he had claimed he didn't care if others witnessed her shameless side, that had only been meant to feel humiliate her and deepen her panic.
He had never truly intended to allow it.
After all, Mikoto was his, and he had no intention of letting just anyone see her like this.
Of course, if the one who saw her happened to be a woman, it wouldn't be such a serious issue, but he hadn't known who would come out. He didn't even know whose house this was, and that the person coming out was actually a woman; if he knew, then perhaps he wouldn't have used Genjutsu, but he didn't; therefore, he had hastily cast a Genjutsu.
'Well… whatever… it doesn't matter,' he thought briefly before shifting his attention back to Mikoto, and murmured, "Mikoto… damn it… You're squeezing me so tightly. At this rate… I'm going to end up cumming instantly…"
She wasn't in the state of mind to respond. Instead, she kept muttering with a hopeless expression, "It's over… it's over…"
Irritated by her despair and her constant repetition, he clamped a hand over her mouth, stopping her murmuring and whispered into her ear, "Relax. It's not over. She hasn't noticed us. She probably can't see us from her vantage point, the walls are likely blocking her view, and she also seems to think it was just some cats…"
Naturally, he had no intention of telling Mikoto that the woman was already under a genjutsu, especially since her panic was making her pussy clamp his girth so tightly.
"Cats?" The word snapped her out of her daze, though she didn't believe it at first. She was certain the woman must have noticed them.
But when she heard her murmur, "Was it just some cats?" a wave of relief finally washed over her. 'She really thinks it was just some cats?'
Although it felt absurd that her moans could be mistaken for the sounds of cats, she didn't care. As long as she hadn't been discovered… that was all that mattered.
She had only just begun to breathe a sigh of relief when Kanzou's next words came, "Now then, Mikoto… I'm starting to move… so get ready."
Mikoto's eyes widened, and she immediately shook her head. "N-no… no…"
She was certain that if he moved now, she wouldn't be able to hold back her moans, and if that happened, the woman who still hadn't gone back inside, and was still on the balcony to hang her laundry, would definitely hear more clearly this time and would notice that it wasn't just some cats.
That was why she desperately didn't want him to move. 'A-at least wait… wait until she goes back inside…'
Kanzou, however, didn't care what she thought. "If you don't want us to be found by her… be careful not to moan too loudly," he whispered into her ear. With that said, he even removed his hand from her mouth, smiling playfully.
Obviously, holding back her voice was entirely her problem. She had to manage it on her own, without even being able to use her hands, since they were restrained behind her back.
"W-wait…" she tried to say, but he had already gripped her waist firmly with both hands and begun to thrust his hips. Her mind went blank, and a panicked sound slipped out of her before she could stop it. "No… please… aaahhnn…"
Plakk… plakk…
Kanzou's hips snapped forward relentlessly, each thrust driving deep into her, the wet sounds echoing faintly in the narrow alley.
Mikoto bit down hard on her lip, trying desperately to stifle the cries bubbling up in her throat, but the overwhelming fullness made it impossible to stay completely silent.
"Hnn… aah… n-no…" she whimpered softly, her voice muffled through clenched teeth as tears streamed down her flushed cheeks. Her bound hands twisted uselessly behind her, nails digging into her palms as she fought to keep control.
'S-she's still there… she'll hear… please, stop…' The thought raced through her mind, panic tightening her chest even as heat coiled low in her belly.
She couldn't see the woman from her position; the wall around the house was preventing that from happening, but that didn't ease her worries… and this fear of being exposed only made her walls clench tighter around him.
"Fuu… haa… yeah… so damn tight," Kanzou groaned, sliding his hands under her thighs and lifting her higher, exposing her more fully. His fingers dug into her hips as he picked up the pace, deliberately angling himself to hit that sensitive spot inside her.
"You say no, but you're enjoying this, aren't you?" he muttered darkly. "Getting fucked in some random alley like a cheap whore… knowing someone might catch you at any moment."
Plakk… plakk…
"N-no… I'm not… haann… p-please… slower…" she begged in a hushed whisper, her body betraying her as her hips shifted back involuntarily, meeting his thrusts despite the terror knotting her stomach.
The shame burned through her. How could she be responding like this, here of all places? With that woman still there?
But Kanzou only chuckled darkly, leaning in to bite her earlobe again, his breath hot and mocking. "Slower? Why? Afraid she'll realize it's not cats meowing? That it's you, moaning like a bitch in heat because you can't control yourself?"
He thrust harder to emphasize his point, slamming into her cervix without mercy.
Plakk!
"Aaaahhnn…!" The cry escaped before she could clamp her mouth shut, louder than before, echoing off the walls.
Mikoto's eyes widened in horror, her gaze darting to the window where the woman still stood, trying to pinpoint the source of the sound. 'She heard… she must have heard… It's definitely over this time…'
As if to confirm her fears, the woman paused in the middle of hanging her laundry and murmured doubtfully, "Was that really the sound of a cat?" Then she called out, "Is someone there?"
'S-she really heard!' Mikoto thought in panic. She looked at Kanzou, desperately searching his face for reassurance, wondering what they were supposed to do.
But Kanzou gave her none. He simply kept moving his hips, unbothered by the tension.
Plakk! Plakk!
The woman's voice came again, sharper this time. "If someone is hiding there… come out now, o-or I'll inform the police force…!!"
Those words sent a fresh wave of fear through Mikoto. 'If the police force gets involved… then everyone in the clan will know…' After all, the police force was largely made up of the Uchiha.
At that moment, Kanzou, still holding Mikoto's waist with both hands, stepped back slightly, bending her forward and out of the view as he responded calmly, "There's no need to call the police force… I am the Captain of the Police Force…"
Even as he spoke, he made no effort to stop what he was doing.
Plakk! Plakk!
"You're the Captain of the Police Force? Wait… you're Uchiha Kanzou-sama…?" the woman asked, her eyes unfocused, half dazed by the genjutsu, half unsettled by his presence and his sweat-slicked, intense expression.
She couldn't quite interpret that aroused look, but for some reason it made her blush faintly.
She quickly shook her head, berating herself for blushing, 'What am I thinking?' and tried to regain her composure. "Uchiha Kanzou-sama… m-may I ask what you're doing there?"
She really couldn't help but wonder what the Patriarch of the Uchiha Clan was doing in that alley…
Under the influence of the genjutsu, she couldn't clearly see what he was actually doing, only that he was standing there.
"What am I doing here?" Kanzou murmured, glancing downward.
Mikoto shook her head frantically, silently begging him not to answer. She was terrified he would step back and reveal everything. After all, he really doesn't seem to lie… It's always either the truth or no answer at all…
Kanzou ignored her. His gaze lingered for a moment on her, on her rippling asscheeks and the way her pussy swelled around his cock as he moved his cock backward and forward inside her. "Fufu…" chuckling, he lifted his head and replied calmly, "I'm feeding my chicken to this cat."
"Feeding chicken to a cat?" the woman repeated, accepting the answer despite its oddness. Then she asked, "So… those sounds from earlier… were they really from cats?"
"Indeed…" he replied with a faint smirk.
The woman nodded again, seemingly satisfied. "I see… I apologize for disturbing you… please continue to feed your chicken to the cat," she said, returning to hang more laundry.
"Yeah… I'll go back to feeding my chicken to this cat," Kanzou said with a nod. He added with a grin, squeezing Mikoto's ass, "After all, this cat really loves my chicken… isn't that right, Cat-san?"
Mikoto whimpered, flushed with shame. She wanted to deny it, but she couldn't. Her body betrayed her as she nodded weakly. "Y-yeeeahh… haaannn…"
"See?" Kanzou chuckled. "This cat really likes my chicken."
"I-is that so?" the woman murmured, then asked hesitantly, "But… isn't the cat's voice a little strange?"
"Ahem… well, that's because this cat is very hungry for my chicken, even if it doesn't want to admit it," Kanzou replied smoothly. "It's clearly salivating and trying to talk while being stuffed with my chicken. That's probably why."
"I see… I suppose that makes sense," the woman nodded, accepting another absurd explanation.
Plakk! Plakk!
Kanzou hummed thoughtfully while moving his hips before asking the question that had been lingering in his mind. "By the way… who are you? What's your name?"
She did seem familiar, yet he couldn't place her.
"Oh… I didn't introduce myself earlier, how rude of me," she said quickly, bowing slightly. "I'm Yūhi Sumi… you may have heard of my Shujin-san, Yūhi Shinku. He is a Jōnin."
'Ah… that makes sense…' Kanzou immediately understood why she had seemed familiar. She looks a lot like the Jōnin version of Yūhi Kurenai from the canon… Though unlike Kurenai's red eyes, Sumi had black ones, the rest of her features were strikingly similar: wavy black hair, fair skin, and beautiful features…
"So… you're Yūhi Shinku-san's wife? I see," Kanzou said with a smile. "I must say, Shinku-san is a lucky man… to have a wife as beautiful as you."
"O-oh my… I didn't expect Kanzou-sama to think of me as beautiful…" Sumi replied, the blush on her cheeks deepening. Being complimented by someone as young and handsome as Kanzou affected her more than she expected, leaving her feeling a little embarrassed.
Kanzou nodded, still wearing that same smile that could make any woman's heart flutter. "It's true, though… Earlier, when I saw you, I was very surprised by your beauty… I am still a little doubtful that you are actually married… and I am even wondering if I'll ever be able to have a wife as beautiful as you."
"Y-you definitely will, someone even more beautiful than me," Sumi said, trying to reassure him. After all, he was far too handsome and talented not to attract women even more beautiful than herself.
"Well… I hope so," he replied with a small nod, then added shamelessly, "Still, it's a pity. If only I had been a few years older and noticed you sooner… I would have wanted you to marry me. I really can't help but envy Shinku-san."
"O-oh…" Sumi found herself at a loss for words, momentarily dazed. She quickly shook her head and tried to regain her composure. "Ahem… y-you shouldn't stay stuff like that…"
At the same time, she wondered silently, 'Why am I getting flustered by someone so young…? Is it because Shinku-san hasn't been home in so long?'
Yūhi Shinku, who was away from the village, had no idea that Uchiha Kanzou had been flirting with his wife. If he had known… he would have had a lot on his mind.
"A-anyway… do you often come here to feed cats?" Sumi asked curiously.
"Well… this is actually my first time coming here," he replied with a smile. "But as for feeding my chicken to cats… I do that quite often. Almost every day."
"Is that so? You must really love cats, then," Sumi said, finding that easy to believe.
Kanzou nodded. "Yes… I really do love cats. And I love to feed them my chicken," Then, with a grin, he added, "If you'd like, I could even feed your cat my chicken sometime. I'm sure your cat would also like my chicken."
"Feed my cat?" Sumi blinked. For reasons she couldn't quite explain, she felt herself blush and embarrassed. Before shaking her and replying apologetically, "I-I'm sorry, Kanzou-sama… but… I don't actually have a cat."
"Fufu… is that so?" Kanzou chuckled, not bothering to clarify anything.
Sumi felt as though she had missed something. Not understanding why he laughed, she tilted her head and asked, "Did I say something strange?"
"Hmm… perhaps. Or perhaps not," he replied mysteriously, only leaving her more confused.
Below him, Mikoto's eyes had begun to burn. 'H-how can you flirt with someone else while doing this to me?'
She couldn't accept it. He was fucking her, yet even in that moment, he was flirting with another woman. The thought felt unbearable, completely unacceptable, and it made her jealous… painfully jealous.
Biting her lip, she tugged at his sleeve with her restrained hands and looked up at him with a flushed, pleading gaze. "G-Goshujin-sama… p-please… look only at me…"
"Hmm… oh?" Kanzou whispered. "Is my maid getting jealous?"
Mikoto pouted, her heated stare answering for her.
"Fufu…" He chuckled, then turned back to Yūhi Sumi. "Well then, Sumi-san… this cat here seems far too eager for my attention while I feed her my chicken, so I suppose we'll talk some other time. In the meantime, you can think about whether you'd want me to feed my chicken to your cat…"
"A-ah… y-yes, Kanzou-sama… sorry for disturbing you…" Sumi nodded and returned to hanging her laundry, thinking to herself, 'The rumors say he's arrogant and dangerous… but he actually seems alright to talk to… It's just that… I don't understand why I am getting embarrassed and feeling hot… Is it because he is too handsome, or is it because Shinku-san hasn't been home for quite a while?'
What she didn't know was that the man she found pleasant had already placed her under a genjutsu and was somewhat influencing her thoughts, and at the same time, he was also using her presence to heighten Mikoto's shame and jealousy.
In short, she had no idea what kind of bastard he truly was.
But setting Yūhi Sumi aside, once the conversation ended, Kanzou turned his full attention back to Mikoto and resumed moving his hips with renewed intensity.
Plakk! Plakk! Plakk!
Each time he moved, his hips slammed into her ass with brutal force, each thrust driving deeper, his grip on her waist unyielding as he leaned close to her ear. "Hmm… Mikoto… You're getting fucked like this by me, and all you can think about is me looking at another woman? Are you no longer worried about getting discovered and being seen in such a shameless state?"
Mikoto whimpered, her body jolting with every impact, as she replied to him with an ashamed expression, "Hnn... G-Goshujin-sama... p-please... don't say that... aaahnn..."
But she knew… it really was like that.
Not that she wasn't still afraid of getting discovered in such a place, doing such a shameful thing, but seeing him direct that attention toward someone else, especially when he is doing this kind of thing to her, affected her far more deeply, stirring a sharper, more painful jealousy.
It's just that she didn't want to admit it.
Kanzou only laughed softly, his breath hot against her neck as he deliberately slowed his movements, grinding deeper to draw out her strained, broken whimpers from her, "Hnnn… aaaahhnn…"
"You worthless maid," he murmured. "You're jealous because you know you're nothing special, just something for me to use whenever I want. Maybe I should discard you and go flirt with Sumi-san more…"
"N-no… don't… haann… o-only me… use only me…" she pleaded in a hushed, trembling whisper. She definitely didn't want that to happen.
Plakk... plakk...
"Good... that's what I like to hear," he growled, rewarding her submission with a sharp thrust that made her knees buckle.
"Hnnn… Goshujin-sama~" she squealed, struggling to hold herself…
His hand slid up her skirt as he dug his fingers into her ass and spread her cheeks wider, angling to hit that spot that made her vision blur. "How do you feel, Mikoto? Getting used to me?"
"Hnnn... It feels good... aaahnnn... too good... haannn… I can't take it… hnnng… I-I feel like cumming… Goshujin-sama..." she replied as she felt the pressure build inside her.
"Cumming? Then go on, cum, Mikoto… cum like a shameless, worthless maid from my cock while getting fucked by me in a place like this," he laughed.
And she did, almost instantly.
"Aaahnnn… I-I'm cumming… you are making me cum… haaannnnnn~" she cried in a choked whisper, her body convulsing as waves of release tore through her.
Gush… squelch…
Wetness spilled down her thighs, pooling beneath her in the alley.
Her legs trembled, threatening to give out as weakness washed over her. Desperately, she searched for something to hold onto, clutching at his clothes with her restrained hands.
Kanzou laughed and wrapped both hands around her neck, tightening his grip as he quickened his rhythm, driving into her through her climax while his body tensed with each relentless thrust.
Plakk! Plakk! Plakk! Plakk! Plakk! Plakk!
Squelch… squelch…
Mikoto's eyes rolled back, her body trembling uncontrollably as wetness slid down her thighs. She struggled desperately to keep her voice down, the sounds threatening to escape her throat.
"N-no… she'll hear… someone else might too… b-but I can't stop… Goshujin-sama… you're making me feel so good…"
The fear of being discovered only intensified everything, the risk, the humiliation, the overwhelming sensation twisting tighter and tighter in her core.
Each of his thrusts rammed against her cervix, driving her more and more crazy in pleasure, sending waves of overwhelming sensation through her and making it harder and harder to hold back.
"Fufu… that's what I wanted to hear," he murmured. Feeling himself close, he leaned in with a smirk. "Now then, my worthless maid… where do you want my cum? Your choices are… your mouth, your pussy, your asscheeks, or would you rather have me stain your clothes for everyone to see?"
"I-in my vagina…" she answered immediately.
After all, anywhere else would leave a visible mess, and she still had to go home. At least this way, she could hide it, keep it concealed beneath her panties and skirt.
"Haha… you want it inside your pussy?" he laughed quietly. "You really are a good maid. That's exactly what I like to hear."
Her pussy walls tightened around him, clinging desperately as he pushed deeper until he let out a groan, riding the final wave, burying himself fully as he released everything he had.
"Fuu… then take it all in your pussy, Mikoto… every last drop…"
Spurt… spurt…
Hot ropes filled her, spilling around him as he held her trembling body against him.
Mikoto sobbed softly, her strength completely gone, shame washing over her as the aftershocks slowly faded.
"Haah… haaah… I-I can feel it, Goshujin-sama… I can feel myself filling up with your seeds…" she cried weakly, her eyes unfocused and her body slack with exhaustion.
Fortunately, Sumi had already gone back inside, and the windows were closed. Otherwise, Mikoto was certain she would have been noticed this time.
Still, he didn't stop, holding her in place as the last of it spilled into her.
Spurt.
Only after he finally finished did he pull out slowly, a wet sound echoing as fluid began to spill out immediately. He quickly adjusted her clothes, pulling her panties back into place, stopping the overflow of semen, and then rolled down her skirt. "With this… it probably won't leak."
"Hnn… haaah… t-thank you…" she replied weakly, breathing heavily, still too exhausted.
"Mikoto…" he called.
"Hai? Goshujin-sama?" she answered.
"Clean me up," he ordered, unlocking the handcuffs.
"Hm… I… I understand…" she nodded in shame as he guided her downward into a squat, and she began to clean him, with her mouth as the soft, wet sounds echoed in the quiet alley.
Slrrp… Slurrppp…
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After Mikoto finished cleaning him, Kanzou took her to a nearby restaurant for lunch.
Once they were done, he decided to send her back to the Uchiha compound.
"Well then… You can go home," he said casually. "As for the plan involving Uzumaki Kushina… it'll have to wait until she returns to the village, or until I figure out where she is."
Mikoto parted her lips as if she wanted to say something, but she understood that it would be pointless. In the end, she could only nod. "I understand…"
"Oh, right… one more thing," he added. "I might be home late tonight. I'll be attending that celebration with the other police officers, so you can eat without me."
"I… I see…" she replied softly, nodding again.
With that, Mikoto headed home alone, while Kanzou returned to the police station.
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Konoha Ninja Academy—
"IF I CAN'T COMPLETE 700 PUSHUPS… I'LL DO 700 ONE-HAND PUSHUPS!"
A loud, boisterous voice echoed across the training field as a young Might Guy, wearing tight green shorts, a sleeveless black T-shirt, a red kerchief around his neck, and sporting his signature bowl-cut hair and bushy eyebrows, threw himself into push-ups with boundless energy.
Around him, other kids his age were training in their own ways. Watching Guy's over-the-top enthusiasm, one of them muttered with mild annoyance, "Geez… does he ever give up? He can't even finish the challenges he sets for himself. He fails, then makes them even harder, just to fail again."
The cycle seemed endless. He always failed, and many wondered why he kept pushing himself so hard. But Guy never paid attention to those comments. He simply kept going.
Today was no different. He trained on his own, completely absorbed in his routine. His shouting and antics annoyed some of the others, but most just ignored him, occasionally laughing during breaks before returning to their own exercises.
Then, suddenly, a group of kids who had skipped the academy that morning came running back, laughing loudly as they pointed at him.
"Look, there he is! That's him, right?"
"Yeah, that's him… that loser."
"Hah… just looking at his face makes me want to punch something."
"Same here. My palms are itching for some reason."
They didn't need to say anything more. Grinning to themselves, they walked forward, ignoring the other kids as they headed straight toward Guy. Just as he was finishing a set of jumping laps, one of them stuck out a foot and tripped him, sending him crashing face-first into the ground.
For a brief moment, the training field fell silent, then laughter erupted.
"Hahaha!"
"Hey… what the heck was that, Yamada?!" Guy snapped as he pushed himself up and glared at them.
Unlike his future self, the younger Guy had a much shorter temper. And after being tripped on purpose, especially when he had nothing to do with them and was minding his own business, he was clearly furious.
"What? You've got a problem with us?" Yamada sneered.
"Why did you trip me?" Guy demanded.
"When did we trip you?" Yamada replied mockingly. He turned to his friend and added, "Hey, Sanada… did I trip him?"
"No… he clearly fell on his own," Sanada said with a grin.
"Did you hear that, loser?" Yamada scoffed. "Even Sanada says you fell by yourself. And let me tell you, Sanada never lies. He never lies."
Guy clenched his fists and glared at them. "Apologize."
Yamada frowned, irritated by Guy's stare, and even more by his audacity. He shoved Guy in the chest.
"What? You want me to apologize? A loser like you thinks he deserves an apology?"
"Apologize," Guy repeated, his voice tight.
Yamada grew even more irritated. He snorted. "Or what? You're going to fight me?"
Guy hesitated for a moment, then nodded with clenched teeth. "Yeah… I'll fight you." He wasn't confident he could win, but he couldn't let this go.
"Hah… did you hear that, guys?" Yamada laughed, turning to his followers. "This loser who can't even use ninjutsu or genjutsu wants to challenge me... It seems that he can't even use his brain anymore." He stepped forward with a grin. "Fine. If you want to fight me, let's go. Just don't go crying to your loser dad later, saying I beat you up." Then he paused and suddenly burst out laughing. "Oh, right… I almost forgot. You can't cry to your loser dad, can you? After all, he's been arrested."
Laughter erupted among Yamada's friends.
Guy froze. His mind went blank for a moment as the words sank in. "W-what did you just say?" he asked, stunned.
Yamada chuckled. "Oh? You didn't know? I guess I'll do you a favor and tell you." Still laughing, he explained how Guy's father had been taken away to the police station.
The other kids on the training field were stunned when they heard.
"Huh? His dad got arrested? Did he do something?"
"Well… he was kind of a weirdo, so maybe he really did."
Many of them thought the same. Not all, but a lot did.
Some even whispered with uneasy expressions.
"I heard that people who get arrested by the police force don't come back the same…"
"I heard you have to pay huge fees just to get them out… and even then, they get beaten badly…"
A few of the kids who had gone through similar experiences themselves nodded grimly. Their fathers had been arrested, too, and the memories still burned.
Some of them even cast hostile glances at the Uchiha kids in their year, their anger and resentment bubbling up silently.
Meanwhile, Guy's mind completely shut down.
Yamada's words and all the murmurs around him hit him at once. His eyes widened in horror, and without saying another word, he turned and ran from the training field.
He didn't care about apologies anymore. He didn't care about the fight. He only had one destination, the Uchiha Police Station.
"Tou-san…" he whispered as he ran, clenching his fists, tears welling in his eyes.
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