Chapter 10: Chapter 10: So the One He Likes Is Uchiha Mikoto?

Chapter 10: Chapter 10: So the One He Likes Is Uchiha Mikoto?



"I found the pajamas you left last time," Takuya said casually. "If you don't agree to repeat the year, then you'll have to stay at my place from now on. After all, you did promise that when we grew up, you'd marry me. You can't break your promise now."

""

You still remember that childhood promise? And you're actually serious about it?!

"If you walk out of this living room, I'll show up at your classroom tomorrow and tell everyone I'm here to pick up my wife."

Mikoto Uchiha, who had been trying to sneak out, froze. She was caught, and on top of that, Takuya was threatening her. If he really shows up at school saying I'm his wife, I'll never live it down!

You win this time...

She glanced at Takuya, who stood by the door with a smug grin, holding out her pajamas. Mikoto's face turned red as she snatched the pajamas and marched toward the bathroom. Fine, I'll stay. It's not like it's my first time here anyway.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

My little brother's all grown up and even started threatening me. What am I going to do? Mikoto spent the whole night tossing and turning, unable to find a solution.

"Jumping a grade, huh?" Takuya mentioned to Mikoto the next morning on their way to the ninja academy.

"Mikoto!"

As soon as they stepped outside, they ran into Minato, who greeted Mikoto with his usual bright smile.

"Mikoto, you seem a bit distracted today. What's on your mind?"

"Just stressing over the idea of repeating the year," Mikoto replied, picking up her pace, trying to ignore Takuya's amused expression.

"Repeating?"

Minato's voice was full of surprise. He could hardly believe his ears. Mikoto Uchiha was known for being a top student-brilliant and beautiful, with countless admirers. If someone like her wanted to repeat a year, what hope did the other students have of graduating on time?

"But why?"

Minato scratched his head, completely at a loss. Convincing the teachers wouldn't be easy; they'd probably be furious.

"Because of me," Takuya stated plainly. "Minato, I'm planning to jump a grade so I can graduate with Mikoto. That way, we'll be assigned to the same team. I'm going to request the exam as soon as we get to school."

Minato: "..."

Are you just planning to leave me behind?

Mikoto wants to repeat the year, and Takuya wants to jump ahead-just so they can be in the same class and graduate together. And what about me? Are you just going to leave me here? No way, I'm jumping a grade too!

Mr. Uemura asked, his expression stern as he turned to a nervous-looking Minato.

Minato was near tears. Can I just say I'm here for the ride?

"Sensei, I find the lower-grade classes too boring. I want to challenge myself with something harder," Minato explained, trying to sound confident.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Mr. Uemura felt like he needed some heart medication; his blood pressure was definitely rising. If two of his best students jumped grades, there went his bonus.

"And you, Mikoto? You really want to repeat the year?"

The senior teacher was hoping Mikoto would back out of this craziness.

"Sensei, I still have a lot to work on, so I'd like to request to repeat the year," Mikoto explained politely, even though she was seething inside and wanted to smack Takuya.

The news of these three decisions quickly spread throughout the school. When Kushina heard

about it, she was completely stunned.

Takuya's jumping a grade? Minato too?

So the one he likes...is Uchiha Mikoto?

For some reason, that thought made Kushina feel...not so great.

As she listened to the chatter around her, she imagined what would happen next. Once Takuya

and Minato jumped a grade, she'd be left all alone.

I don't want to be left behind.

Kushina bolted from her seat and ran toward the teacher's office.

There goes my bonus...

Mr. Uemura clutched his chest, his heart aching.

"Sensei, I want to take the advancement exam too!" Kushina burst into the office,

determined.

"..." The teachers stared at her, speechless.