After taking down the two most dangerous opponents aside from Might Guy, Uchiha Mai immediately shifted his target.
His crimson Sharingan swept toward Nohara Rin.
A girl?
So what?
Anyone blocking my path is going down.
With no women in my heart, my punches move without hesitation!
Because of their viewing angle earlier, neither Namikaze Minato nor Sarutobi Hiruzen and Fugaku in the office had noticed Mai's eyes.
But the moment he turned his head—
Everyone saw them clearly.
Those scarlet pupils.
The single rotating tomoe.
All of them froze.
Eight years old… and already awakened the Sharingan?
"So young, yet he's already opened the Sharingan," Sarutobi sighed. "Your Uchiha child has limitless potential."
"It's just luck," Fugaku replied calmly.
"The timing of awakening has nothing to do with talent. Besides—he is also a shinobi of Konoha."
Sarutobi believed that.
As Hokage, he knew many secrets recorded in classified archives.
Uchiha Madara—who once stood equal to the God of Shinobi, Senju Hashirama—
At what age did he awaken his Sharingan?
Fifteen.
Later than Mai. Later than Shisui. Later than Itachi. Even later than Sasuke and Obito.
Awakening early = great talent was a misconception.
Sasuke awakened at seven—was he really that gifted?
Without Indra's reincarnated chakra, without Itachi paving the way for him step by step, Sasuke would have been nothing more than an ordinary Uchiha.
Meanwhile, Obito—the so-called dead last—awakened his Sharingan at twelve after losing an eye while saving Kakashi.
Straight into two tomoe.
Then, after witnessing Rin's death by Kakashi's hand, he awakened the Mangekyō.
Judging purely by Sharingan potential, Obito was undeniably a genius—just one who bloomed late, much like Jiraiya.
So "awakening early means stronger talent" was never a strict rule.
More accurately: emotionally sensitive, intelligent Uchiha were simply more likely to awaken earlier.
White horse is not horse.
That was exactly why Mai dared to openly display his Sharingan.
And more importantly—
Talent and eyes were like good looks.
You can't hide them forever.
As for the man every transmigrator feared—Shimura Danzō?
Mai wasn't worried at all.
At this point in time, Danzō was nowhere near as unrestrained as he'd be in Shippuden.
Sarutobi was still in his prime.
The Uchiha clan was powerful and united.
The ninja world itself was on the verge of another great war.
There were dozens of Uchiha jōnin.
Plenty of radicals inside the clan already dissatisfied with Konoha.
You dare touch one of us now?
What—do you think the Uchiha wouldn't just defect en masse and build a new Konoha?
In the original timeline, Danzō only dared to act against Shisui after the Third Great Ninja War ended—when all villages were severely weakened.
Even then, he only recruited Shisui into Root.
It wasn't until he was absolutely certain the village would not side with the Uchiha that he finally stole Shisui's eye.
Before that?
He didn't even dare touch the eyes of dead Uchiha.
So what the hell was there to be afraid of?
Why play safe in a winning position?
Hide until it turns into a losing one?
Not his style.
With fearless resolve, Uchiha Mai glared at Rin and charged straight at her.
The girl's face went pale.
The academy delinquent leader had been taken down.
Obito was out cold.
And they looked bad.
If that was the case—
Wouldn't she be dropped in one move?
Panicking, Rin instinctively pulled out several shuriken and threw them.
Her form was clean.
Her speed solid.
Her accuracy precise.
Mai grinned.
This was truly—
Teaching grandma how to use a smartphone.
Showing off before the Uchiha.
Shurikenjutsu had always been the Uchiha clan's specialty.
With the Sharingan's analytical and copying abilities, they could turn this technique into an art form.
Mai himself was not a traditional Uchiha specialist—his shuriken skills were far inferior to young Itachi or Shisui.
But among genin?
He was still considered excellent.
As for chūnin or jōnin who specialized in ninja tools—
Were they even real jōnin?
Even Tenten knew one truth:
If you throw enough weapons, one will hit eventually.
The single tomoe rotated slowly.
Every shuriken in midair was locked in his vision.
Their trajectories.
Their speed.
Their angles.
All analyzed in an instant.
The next second—
Mai twisted his body repeatedly within a single breath.
Small steps.
Minute shifts.
Like dancing.
Like flowing water.
Every shuriken missed.
His movements were light, elegant—almost beautiful.
Watching from the side, Yūhi Kurenai became completely mesmerized, forgetting entirely that she was next.
Truly worthy of the Ninja Academy's Dance King.
The man who invented "street dance."
The man who pioneered the legendary "moonwalk."
Even in combat—
He fought like art.
Spin.
Leap.
Eyes closed—
The noise of the world fades away.
You dazzled yet?
Missed again.
By the time the final shuriken fell, Mai was already in front of Rin.
He showed no mercy just because she was a soft, gentle girl.
Left fist clenched—
Mai-Style Ancient Martial Arts · Third Form!
The punch slammed straight into her abdomen.
The stomach was a vital area.
Packed with organs and soft tissue.
A solid blow there could easily cause internal injury.
Rin collapsed instantly, dropping to her knees as her breath was forced out of her lungs.
Several seconds passed before she could even inhale again.
But she no longer had the strength to stand.
Sigh…
"I was still too soft-hearted," Mai reflected.
He'd aimed for the head against Asuma and Obito.
But against a girl, he'd only hit the abdomen.
That wasn't equality.
Next time, men and women would be treated the same.
So—
Let's start with the next one.
Mai turned his gaze toward Yūhi Kurenai.
The small girl smiled shyly, brushing her hair aside.
When she noticed the killing intent in Mai's eyes—
Her smile froze.
You're looking at me because you want to join that blond man's team with me, right?
She realized instantly—
That was impossible.
Because Mai was already charging toward her, fist clenched.
In that moment, despair filled her heart.
…I actually lost to a man?
Recently, Mai had been constantly training with Might Guy.
Truly fighting hot and heavy.
Guy had even asked him for guidance on the arm-lock technique used that day.
Mai taught him everything without reservation.
After school, the two often rolled around on the ground exchanging grappling techniques—
To the envy of all the academy girls watching from afar.
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