The class dragged on as Indra's eyes went outside the academy, his gaze was blank.
Daiki's gaze went towards Indra as he didn't say anything and directly announced "today we'll have a sparring match!"
The class again erupted in chaos as daiki raised his hand towards them, silencing the kids instantly.
"Same tradition, one row at a time" daiki went outside as the first row stood up and followed.
Indra's eyes glanced towards every student, many were civilians but in this class there was only a few clan childrens.
Kushina Uzumaki, Uchiha Mikoto, he himself and perhaps Namikaze Minato if he was counted.
Indra shook his thoughts aside as Noboru spoke"hey Indra, how about we eat at ichiraku?!" Indra's eyes appeared in longing as he hesitated.
"Yeah! You won't have to pay, don't worry!" Kushina stepped inside the talks as mikoto also glanced at Indra with hopeful eyes.
'why am I hesitating for?...' Indra's thoughts raged as he glanced at his fists'they didn't kill my brother so why...why am I distancing themselves from me? My only friends in this world?'
'this isn't even my own world,why am I doing this?' Indra thought as he nodded getting a cheer from Noboru"alright! We'll eat a delicious meal!"
Soon,The row containing Indra stood up to go outside.
...
Indra stood composed as he gazed at the civilians fighting, surprisingly haruto was also fighting.
"Haruto wins!" Daiki called out as Indra's body trembled.
Haruto noticed it and smirked 'he is in fear of my strength!'
But that was his wishful thinking, Indra was trembling because of excitement. The thought of defeating everyone and reigning supreme made his body tremble.
"Indra Uchiha Vs Minato Namikaze!" Daiki spoke up as Minato suppressed a smile and went to the platform.
The girls at soon as they see Indra were set wild"Indra! Will definitely defeat him~"
"Indra, go easy on me" Minato spoke as Indra smirked"why? Are you scared?" Minato laughed awkwardly as they performed seal of reconciliation.
Instantly, minato shot forward, his movements sharp and light, weaving like water. His fist shot for Indra's chest.
Indra slipped his body to the side, redirecting the strike with his forearm. His counter came instantly—an elbow aimed at Minato's ribs.
But Minato ducked under, spinning low for a sweep. Indra hopped back a fraction too late—the sweep clipped his ankle and forced him to stagger.
The class gasped.
"Keh, Minato's speed is crazy."
"But Indra didn't fall…"
Minato pressed the attack, each step quicker than the last. Indra blocked with refined precision, but his eyes narrowed. Minato's rhythm was unpredictable, breaking from textbook drills into improvisation.
'He's faster than before… adapting mid-battle.' daiki thoughts churned as he gazed at Indra's figure which was moving swiftly but still slow in the eyes of a Chunin.
Indra pushed forward with raw force, his strikes heavier, sharper. Each punch carried a chilling intent to finish the fight quickly. The ground cracked slightly under his heel as he pivoted for a strong kick, forcing Minato to flip back to avoid it.
Sweat trickled down Minato's forehead.' His taijutsu feels… raw. Tighter. Like he's cutting off every mistake before it even happens.'
He grinned anyway, rushing in again. Their fists collided—Indra's strength against Minato's speed. The shock of impact echoed across the grounds, both boys sliding back.
From the sidelines, Kushina muttered, "Minato's fast… but Indra's scary calm. He's not even breaking a sweat."
Both charged once more, the tension snapping. Minato darted around Indra's guard, slipping inside with lightning footwork—his palm stopping an inch from Indra's chest.
At the same time, Indra's heel hovered above Minato's knee, perfectly placed to cripple if pressed.
"Enough!" Daiki-sensei called out. "Match is a draw!"
The students erupted in chatter.
"They tied?!"
"No way—indra's untouchable…"
"But Indra… he wasn't even serious, was he?"
Minato smiled faintly, bowing to Indra.
"You're stronger than me as always. Glad you're back."
Indra only nodded, turning silently toward his seat. His fists relaxed, but inside his mind burned 'If I had used my eyes, this would've been over as soon as it started'
Soon before as Indra could step down daiki spoke"Indra stay there, this is a test for you" Indra's eyes narrowed towards daiki
"Next match! Uchiha Indra vs. Uzumaki Kushina!" Daiki's voice boomed.
The crowd immediately cheered.
"This is gonna be wild!"
"Uchiha vs. kushina!—who's tougher?"
"Isn't she the wild card who kicked our asses..?" A boy's voice bloomed as it was immediately silenced between a group of children's.
Kushinas eyes narrowed at them as she sighed.
Indra stepped forward again calmly, his face an emotionless mask. Across from him, Kushina smiled,cracking her knuckles.
"Ready to get flattened, Indra? Don't think you've forgotten last time!"
Indra exhaled slowly. She's reckless but powerful. If I go easy, she'll crush me. If I go too far… hiruzen might be watching.
As if answering to his question, Indra's eyes glared right above him at 80 degree angle.
Hiruzen raises a brow as he captured everything from his crystal jutsu.
"Begin!"
Kushina charged first, closing the distance with frightening speed. Her fist rocketed forward—Indra tilted his body just enough for it to graze past his cheek.
"Fast," Indra muttered, already countering with a sharp kick toward her ribs.
Kushina blocked with her forearm, the impact sending dust kicking up beneath her sandals. She laughed.
"Not bad, Indra! But you'll need more than that!"
Meanwhile,
"I told kushina to make our previous Indra resurface but...isn't this a bit extreme?" Mikoto spoke as Minato replied back"be confident, drop the 'bit' !"
...
Kushina pressed the attack relentlessly—punch, kick, spin, another punch. Indra's body moved like water, parrying and dodging, but each block rattled his bones. Her raw power outclassed his.
Her chakra is overflowing… every strike carries weight. I can't match her head-on.
He shifted into his clan's taijutsu style—movements tight, precise, conserving motion. With a swift pivot, he used Kushina's momentum against her, flipping her onto the ground.
The crowd gasped.
"Whoa! Indra got her!"
But Kushina rolled back up, grinning even wider.
"Finally! You're getting serious!"
Kushina's chakra surged, her presence flaring as if her very blood demanded battle. She lunged, and for the first time, Indra struggled to keep up without revealing his Sharingan. His blocks grew heavier, his breath sharper.
'what the hell...is kushina angry for something?'
One misstep—her fist slammed into his stomach, knocking the air out of him. He staggered back, coughing.
"You done already?" Kushina teased, bouncing on her feet.
Indra wiped his mouth, his eyes narrowing.
'No… if I let her overwhelm me...what's still Gonna happen?'
He shifted low, feinting left, then darted right with a burst of chakra-enhanced speed. His fist stopped just at her jawline, while her palm hovered inches from his chest.
"Enough!" Daiki barked. "Draw!"
The students roared with excitement.
"They're evenly matched?!"
"That was insane!"
Kushina pulled her fist back, laughing.
"Not bad, Indra! You've improved!"
Indra only nodded, turning his head away. as he went down the platform...
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