Harassment

The professor, trying to maintain his tough guy facade but failing miserably.

"Well, you've heard Kushina. Behave yourselves with her, okay? Go on Kushina, find yourself a seat."

Kushina, with a "ground, swallow me" face, glanced around the classroom.

It was empty, but of course, the first row was packed. Not a spot for her.

After wandering around lost for a couple of turns, she headed to the last row, where there was only one boy sitting alone.

"Uh... hi," she said in a tiny voice. "Do you mind if I sit here? I promise not to bother you."

Wyatt looked at Kushina. He didn't say a word, just moved a little, as if saying "Do what you want, but don't touch me".

Kushina let out a sigh of relief. She sat down carefully, as if the seat were made of glass.

Before coming to Konoha, the clan elders had given orders.

Konoha is the great tree of the Uzumaki clan, and when she came here, she should keep a low profile and not cause trouble.

"Alright, guys, let's pick up where we left off last time. Today we'll continue talking about how chakra is formed. Open your books, please." The teacher cleared his throat, drawing the attention of the noisy class.

There was a rustling of papers and some groans as most took out their books. The teacher waited patiently for them to settle before continuing.

"Remember, chakra isn't just a pretty word. It's the very essence of what makes us ninjas. It's that energy we create when we control our body and mind in perfect harmony."

"It's what allows us to do all those incredible things: ninjutsu, genjutsu, taijutsu... everything comes from chakra. Now, I have a question for you, does anyone know how chakra is built?"

"..."

An awkward silence took over the classroom.

The students looked at each other, some avoiding eye contact with the teacher, others shrinking in their seats.

Suddenly, a confident voice broke the silence.

"Sensei, I know."

All eyes turned to Minato, who was sitting with his hand raised and a calm smile on his face.

The teacher smiled, grateful for the participation. "Go ahead, Minato. Tell us."

Minato stood up and spoke in a clear and confident voice.

"Chakra is formed by two main components. First, there's the physical energy that our body naturally absorbs. Then we have spiritual energy, which we develop through practice and the experiences we accumulate. When these two forces combine... We have chakra."

"Excellent explanation, Minato," nodded the teacher, pleased. "You may sit down."

A murmur of admiration ran through the class.

The girls looked at Minato with bright eyes and blushing cheeks, while some boys frowned, clearly annoyed by Minato's prominence.

A boy at the back of the class muttered to his friend: "Bah, what a show-off. He thinks he's so smart..."

His friend nodded, rolling his eyes. "He always has to be the first in everything."

The teacher, noticing the growing tension, clapped a couple of times.

Wyatt, sitting at his desk, turned a blind eye to this scene, unaffected by these external factors and continued listening to the class.

Suddenly, a timid voice interrupts his concentration.

"Umm... excuse me..."

Turning his head, he met Kushina's eyes. She had rosy cheeks and seemed nervous.

"What is it?" he asks in a neutral, almost cold tone.

Kushina fidgeted her hands, visibly uncomfortable. "It's just... you see... I still don't have my book. Could you lend me yours?"

He stared at her for a moment, thoughtful. Without a word, he took out a thick book from his bag and handed it to her.

"Give it back to me when you're done," he says dryly.

Kushina takes the book, surprised by how easily Wyatt agreed. 'Aren't kids from big villages supposed to be arrogant?' she thinks, confused.

"But... aren't you going to use it?" she asks, noticing that Wyatt is left without a book.

"I don't need it," he responds, touching his temple. "I have a brain."

Kushina is left gaping for a second, processing what she just heard.

'.....Is he implying that I don't have a brain?!' Her second personality, the more temperamental one, was starting to boil with rage.

'That arrogant guy! Who does he think he is?' she thought, clenching her fists under the table. 'I'm the princess of the Uzumaki clan, H-How dare he talk to me like that?'

But then, remembering the words of her clan elders.

She tried to take a deep breath and calm down.

'It's okay, Kushina,' she tells herself. 'Be a good girl. Don't let this insensitive boy upset you.'

….

The afternoon sun bathed the ninja academy courtyard as students began to file out. Among the bustle, Wyatt was heading towards the exit with determined steps.

"Hey, Wyatt!" A voice sounded at the door. Minato was approaching running, with a radiant smile on his face.

"Hey, they just opened a new restaurant, Ichiraku Ramen. Want to come try it with us?"

Wyatt stopped, his face showing surprise at hearing the name. 'Ichiraku.... Ramen? It already exists?'

After a moment of hesitation, he shook his head. "Thanks, Minato, but I have things to do," he replied, his tone softer than usual.

"Oh, well," Minato scratched the back of his neck, his smile a little embarrassed. "Well, another time, okay?"

Wyatt nodded slightly before turning and leaving.

"Ugh, how troublesome," Shikaku sighed, appearing behind Minato with his arms crossed behind his head. "It's obvious he doesn't want to hang out. Leave him alone, Minato."

Beside him, Choza opened another bag of chips with a loud 'crack'. "Mmmph, more food for us," he mumbled between bites.

Minato looked at them with disappointment in his eyes. "It's not that, guys. It's just... I really want to be his friend, you know? There's something about him..."

"Always trying to save everyone, huh, Minato?" Shikaku rolled his eyes.

"Come on, let's go eat," Choza intervened, patting Minato on the back. "My mouth is watering just thinking about it."

Minato took one last look in the direction Wyatt had gone before turning to his friends.

….

The sun was slowly sinking into the horizon, tinting Konoha's sky with warm shades of orange.

Wyatt was walking down an empty street, his steps softly echoing.

"This system..." he muttered with his brow furrowed in concentration. "It's supposed to create chests randomly, but I still haven't found any. Am I doing something wrong?"

His eyes scanned the corners and alleys, half expecting to see the golden glow of a treasure chest. But nothing....

Wyatt shook his head, pushing away the frustration. There was no point in obsessing. Even without more chests, he already had something powerful at his disposal: the Haki.

An example of this is Vice Admiral Garp. A man who had become a legend without the power of a Devil Fruit, relying solely on his willpower and mastery of Haki.

He tried to visualize Garp chasing Roger across turbulent seas, fearlessly facing Whitebeard himself.

"If Garp could do it," he muttered, clenching his fists with determination, "I can too-."

"Why do you have red hair?" A mocking voice cut off his inspiration.

"Land of Whirlpools... I've never heard of it," says another with contempt.

"It's probably some insignificant little village," adds a third voice with disdain.

Frowning, he looked up. At the corner of the street, he saw Kushina surrounded by three children: two boys and a girl.

Kushina, with her gaze lowered, seems to shrink at every word.

The girl in the group took a step forward, her eyes gleaming with malice. "That red hair is horrible.... What if we cut it?"

The girl also had a hint of jealousy as she looked at Kushina.

Taking scissors out of her pocket, the metal gleamed threateningly.

The two boys, seeing how far this had gone, exchanged uncomfortable glances.

"Yuni... don't you think we're going too far?" one of them muttered.

Yuni turned to them with narrowed eyes. "What are you afraid of? My cousin is a genius of the Uchiha clan. No one will dare to get us in trouble."

Turning back to Kushina, bringing the scissors closer to her hair.

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