Yorin and Hikari's fight kept going. The two of them piloted their Susanoo from the ground up into the sky, then smashed back down again—sand and stone whipping everywhere, thunder and black flames scattering, the air cracking like the world itself was splitting. In the end, it still didn't produce a clear winner.
Of course, Yorin was holding back out of sheer appreciation for talent. He didn't stack anything beyond Takemikazuchi Susanoo—he never brought out the sixty-four kunai "merit wheel" formation. If he had, Hikari absolutely wouldn't have been able to keep up.
By this point, Yorin felt it was enough. "Call it a draw—how about that?" he asked. "If we keep going, it's not like we'll get an answer anyway."
He was giving her an out. He was giving her face. But Hikari was an Uchiha down to her bones.
She didn't catch his intent at all. Instead, she looked at him with faint disdain. "What, are you scared?" she said. "If you're scared, just surrender. I've still got plenty of chakra and stamina. I can keep fighting."
Yorin fell silent.
If she insisted on being a brat about it… then there was no helping it.
Most of the time, Hikari was gentle and strangely soft for someone with her history—but every now and then, the "feral kid" side surfaced.
And for feral kids, there's only one method.
You hit them.
Brats don't learn unless they get corrected.
"Fine," Yorin said. "Then I'll have to teach you a lesson, Hikari."
"Oh?"
"You don't actually think you've seen everything I can do, right?"
Hikari's eyes burned with confidence. "So you've still got something in the box?"
"Then show me," she said. "Let me see it."
She didn't become cautious at all. The Uchiha default setting was arrogance—especially for the truly gifted ones.
And honestly, her logic wasn't crazy. A Perfect Susanoo was supposed to be the ceiling—an apex, "super-Kage" level. As for "Six Paths" tier techniques… in the current shinobi world those were basically myths. Most people had never seen them, and plenty didn't even believe they existed.
So Hikari decided Yorin was bluffing.
Sure, he might have variations, refinements, tricks… but a true qualitative leap? No way.
If there was no leap, then at worst it stayed a draw.
Even though, deep down, a draw wasn't what she wanted.
She wanted to press him down by one inch. Just one.
The stronger Yorin looked, the more violently that desire flared.
It wasn't only about "household status" or pride—this was about her will, her identity.
She was the strongest. She stood above all clanmates. Above everything.
That was what "Uchiha Nameless," the legendary undefeated, was supposed to mean.
So strong. So sharp. So absolute.
Who could beat her?
Someone could.
Brother—someone could.
To ninety-nine point nine nine percent of the shinobi world, Uchiha Hikari was an unbeatable calamity. But Yorin was the 0.01% exception that broke plans and shredded assumptions.
When Hikari charged again with full confidence, Takemikazuchi Susanoo shattered—like a shell cracking—and Yorin stepped out from inside.
Hikari misread it immediately.
"Out of chakra?" she thought, eyes flashing. "Then I'll take this win!"
She surged at him with a wild, excited "WAAAGH!"
And then she saw something she would never forget.
Natural energy—everywhere, from every direction—began to converge on Yorin at terrifying speed.
It was so vast it nearly exceeded her ability to process it.
If she used Yachihoko to drain absurd amounts of chakra from others, she might be able to fake something like this. But Yorin wasn't borrowing anything.
This was just him.
And then—under that flood of nature energy—a colossal Titan manifested in front of her.
A Primordial Titan.
So huge and dense with power that her Perfect Susanoo suddenly looked small.
The Titan gleamed with an eerie platinum light, as if it were a giant made of radiance itself.
Hikari's mind screamed, What is this?! Why is it this strong?!
But her body didn't hesitate.
She accelerated.
Even faster than before.
She wanted to test it—to feel, with her own hands, whether this shining Titan had surpassed her Susanoo.
She refused to believe Susanoo could lose.
Her Susanoo would not lose to Yorin's "light giant."
Then they collided.
Hikari's Susanoo blade slammed down on the Titan's fist. The impact was obscene—worse than a Tailed Beast Bomb clashing with Sage Art: Massive Rasengan. The shockwave rippled out like space itself was trembling.
Spectators panicked and stumbled backward.
"Back up! Back up!"
"What the hell—this is insane!"
"Is this really power humans can have?! Are they even human anymore?!"
In that storm of explosions and roaring chakra, the duel finally reached its conclusion.
Against the Primordial Titan, Hikari's Perfect Susanoo began to crack—then fracture—then break apart piece by piece.
Her body wasn't injured, but in an instant her chakra was drained dry, and her stamina and focus hit the cliff's edge.
Without Susanoo supporting her, her small, slender frame dropped from the sky—she looked young, but she was clearly an adult, just sheltered and unused to living like one.
Before she hit the ground, Yorin caught her and pulled her into his arms.
"You pushed too hard," he scolded, voice tight. "If I hadn't held back for even a second, you could've died."
His tone was sharp, but what filled it wasn't anger—it was worry, tenderness, and genuine care.
Hikari still cared about only one thing.
The result.
"You're… really strong," she murmured, forcing a shaky smile even as she teetered on the edge of blacking out. "Fine. This one… you win."
Then she tried to salvage pride with one last stubborn line.
"But I still had one more finishing move I didn't use, so—"
"Idiot," Yorin snapped, half angry, half laughing. "Even if you were a complete dummy who couldn't do anything, I'd still like you."
He tightened his hold slightly, like he was afraid she'd slip away.
"I didn't free you for your power," he said. "How many times do I have to say it?"
"But…" Hikari's voice wavered. Her eyes were anxious now, almost frightened. "Other than fighting… I don't know how to do anything."
"That's fine," Yorin said. "I'll teach you, little by little."
"I…" She swallowed. "I want to do something for you."
"Mm. I know."
"I like my life right now."
"Mm. I know."
"So…" Her voice got smaller. "Don't send me away. Okay?"
"Dummy," Yorin said softly. "No one was ever going to send you away."
"…Really?"
"Really."
"That's… good."
Only then did Hikari finally relax. A satisfied, almost childlike peace settled over her face. She closed her eyes and went limp in his arms, unconscious.
Even asleep, she was still absurdly cute.
If there weren't so many people around, Yorin might've leaned in and kissed her right there.
Too bad.
Next time, then.
And the good news was: with how their relationship was developing, "next time" probably wouldn't be far.
Maybe even tonight—if the timing worked out.
That was… something to look forward to.
So the shocking duel between Yorin and Hikari ended.
Afterward, the way people looked at them changed again.
Everyone already knew Yorin was terrifyingly strong, but now he seemed even stronger—like he didn't have a ceiling.
In many eyes, his talent was bottomless, his growth constant, as if only Madara—or even Indra—could compare.
Compare?
Maybe Yorin had already surpassed those so-called ancestors a long time ago.
And if Yorin's strength was within people's capacity to accept—barely—then Hikari's strength was the real "unexpected gift."
A second Uchiha in the world who could wield a Perfect Susanoo.
Her level had passed older, famous monsters like Fugaku and even Shisui. She was already solidly "super-Kage" tier.
The appearance of a single Kage-level fighter could tilt the balance of a village—let alone the world.
A super-Kage was a world-breaker.
Konoha really had become a place of monstrous power, stacked to the teeth.
This duel snuffed out a lot of hidden schemes.
Plenty of people with "other thoughts" quietly abandoned them, deciding it was better to obey Yorin's orders for now and wait for a distant future.
Another layer of resistance to Yorin's "conquer the world" trajectory dissolved without a sound.
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