Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

But this regret was quickly replaced by another emotion.

He looked at you standing not far away, then glanced at Shikamaru, who had also tried to stop you earlier, his eyes darkening slightly.

He can talk about his wishes later, or... he can achieve them in his own way. Right now, he has more important things to do.

Uchiha Sasuke stood in front of the cake, picked up the cake knife placed to the side, and cut off the first piece.

The cake is positioned so that the word "chocolate" is completely contained within it.

According to the tradition of birthday parties, the first piece of cake with the birthday person's name on it should be enjoyed by the birthday person, symbolizing receiving blessings and starting a new year.

Sasuke simply used a cake spatula to carefully lift the cake with the name on it and placed it on a clean white porcelain plate in front of him, without touching it again.

Then he continued cutting, distributing the remaining cake to everyone who was eagerly waiting.

At first, the process of cutting the cake seemed normal.

The cakes he cut for the girls were of a suitable size, neatly shaped, and even had a complete buttercream frosting.

The cake for Choji Akimichi was definitely the one with the most cream and fruit of all the portions, almost taking up the entire edge of the cake plate.

The cakes given to Shino and Sai were ordinary-sized and unremarkable.

When it came to those he vaguely regarded as potential threats, Sasuke's hidden thoughts beneath his composure began to surface.

He first targeted Naruto Uzumaki.

With a swift movement, the knife fell, the motion fluid yet the landing point extremely tricky.

The dish, with its crooked shape and the cream on top deliberately scraped down to just a thin layer, was placed by Sasuke on the plate that Naruto had extended.

His meager appearance stood in stark contrast to the exquisite cakes on the plates of everyone else around him.

"Hey! Sasuke! What do you mean?!" Naruto immediately bristled, pointing at the piece of cake on his plate and protesting loudly, "Why does my cake look like this?"

Sasuke didn't even lift his eyelids, his face expressionless. "Eat or not? If not, give it to Choji."

Naruto looked at Choji, who seemed ready to take over at any moment, and pouted with a wronged expression. In the end, he reluctantly took the plate, muttering under his breath, "...Eat!"

Next up is Kiba Inuzuka.

Sasuke held the cake knife and seemingly casually cut off a reasonably sized piece of cake.

As he scooped the cake up and handed it to the plate, his wrist flicked slightly, and the edge of the cake brushed against the black ash from the fire he had just put out.

"It was a slip of the hand," Sasuke explained, his tone utterly insincere.

Kiba wanted to say something, but seeing Sasuke's indifferent attitude, he swallowed his words and reluctantly took the plate away.

Next up is Nara Shikamaru.

Sasuke's gaze lingered on the cake for a moment before he precisely selected an area covered with colorful sugar beads and sweet buttercream flowers and cut it off.

That cake was sickeningly sweet; just looking at it made my blood sugar spike.

Shikamaru looked at the cake plate, now completely submerged in sugar, handed to him. A crack appeared in his lazy expression, and his lips twitched slightly.

But he didn't say anything, he just silently accepted it, and began to think about how to properly deal with this excessively sweet burden.

Sasuke seemed to put more effort into the cake he gave Hyuga Neji.

He carefully selected a piece of cake, which was the normal size, but unfortunately had a large corner missing from the edge, making it look very unattractive.

Hyuga Neji glanced at the chipped cake on the plate, took the plate, and turned to leave.

Teacher Iruka also received a piece of cake decorated with strawberries. He breathed a sigh of relief, finally one part of the process could proceed relatively smoothly.

His gaze swept across the room, confirming that everyone had received a cake, except for one person.

You didn't care if you were the last person to get a piece of cake, or rather, from the beginning, you never had any expectations for this cake that symbolized collective integration and sharing.

Being able to stand here is perhaps the limit.

Sasuke held the untouched first piece of cake in his hand, his steps were steady, and his back was straight.

Finally, he stopped in front of you.

He didn't say anything, but simply handed the plate in his hand to you.

The cake bearing the name on the plate stood out prominently in the light.

"For you."

Your gaze shifts from the window to the cake presented to you, lingering for a moment on the clearly marked name before moving upwards.

Because you were the last to present him with your gift, and your blessing, which struck a nerve, made him lose his composure, is that why he gave you the cake last in return?

You think this explanation is reasonable.

After all, given Sasuke's personality, he was absolutely capable of doing it. You don't care about the order of things, nor do you feel slighted.

"Thank you." Under Sasuke's unwavering gaze, you picked up the small silver fork that was placed next to the plate.

The fork tip pierced the chocolate name on the cake surface.

Sasuke held his breath for a moment; in his eyes, the movement was slowed down infinitely.

He watched you pick up the chocolate with his name on it with your fork, and watched you lower your head and put it in your mouth.

Watching your subtle chewing movements, Sasuke's throat bobbed slightly...

You swallowed it.

You ate...his name.

The heat that had just subsided at the base of my ears began to spread uncontrollably again.

You had no idea what kind of storm your unintentional action had stirred up in the other person's heart.

As you continue eating the rest of the cake, you might even think that the cake actually tastes quite good. The cream is sweet but not cloying, the cake itself is soft, and the chocolate, in particular, has just the right amount of bitterness.

Sasuke struggled to suppress the urge to smile uncontrollably, forcing himself to look away. He had to do something to cover it up.

He turned around and, with slightly stiff movements, began to cut the cake he had reserved for himself.

His back was to everyone, and to you, as he tried to calm the unusually high temperature on his face.

Naruto Uzumaki was still resentful of Sasuke's blatant revenge when he cut the cake, and stared at the meager scrap on his plate, getting angrier the more he thought about it.

Suddenly, as if he had come up with a brilliant idea, a sly smile flashed in his blue eyes.

Taking advantage of the moment when Sasuke turned his back to everyone, he scraped a large dollop of cream from his plate with his finger.

Sasuke felt a cool sensation on his cheek, and a sweet scent instantly filled his nostrils.

He stiffly raised his hand and wiped it, his fingertips covered in cream.

He was still immersed in the delightful feeling of secret joy, but the sensation on his face completely interrupted him.

He turned his head and saw the culprit, Naruto Uzumaki, standing with his hands on his hips, head tilted back, letting out a loud, unrestrained laugh that echoed throughout the auditorium, "Hahaha! Arrogant Sasuke! You've turned into a cream-faced blob!"

Without a second thought, Sasuke grabbed the freshly cut piece of cake and slapped it mercilessly across Naruto's face.

"Ugh—!" Naruto's laughter stopped abruptly as his entire face was covered in cake, leaving only his two nostrils exposed as he struggled to breathe.

The fuse was completely lit.

Nara Shikamaru, who was still pondering how to deal with the cake on the plate, saw this scene and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

He immediately followed suit, taking advantage of Sasuke's attention being entirely on Naruto, and silently approached, smearing a handful of cream on Sasuke's other clean cheek at an extremely tricky angle.

"Nara Shikamaru!" Sasuke growled.

And so, the crazy cream fight officially began!

At first, Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka tried to maintain their girlish composure, but when they saw the splattered cream on their clothes, they stomped their feet and screamed in anger.

But as the number of attacks increased.

Seeing the increasingly chaotic battle around them, they exchanged a glance and decided to give up resisting and join the fight!

"Sasuke-kun! Watch the move!"

They grabbed the cream and began attacking indiscriminately, their faces flushed with a mixture of revenge and excitement.

Chapter 358 Skipping Class

Hinata Hyuga watched in horror as chaos erupted before her, trying to hide.

But every day, she would come over with a grin, lightly tapping the tip of Hinata's nose with her finger, leaving a small white mark. "Hinata! Want to join in? It's quite fun!"

Hinata looked at the cream on her nose, then at her classmates who had completely let loose, her face flushed red, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Your situation is much better; you easily dodged all the attacks as soon as the first splatter of cream flew up.

To avoid being caught in this unexpected disaster, you instinctively retreated to a less crowded corner, trying to find a safe vantage point.

Just as I was backing away, my back gently bumped into someone.

Turning around, she met a pair of reflective round-framed sunglasses. Shino Aburame seemed to have the same idea, having retreated to this relatively quiet corner early on, observing the chaos like an invisible person.

You exchanged a glance and silently agreed to stay together in this forgotten corner.

While dodging the flying cream, Choji Akimichi still managed to taste the cream that got on his face, muttering with a pained expression, "Don't waste it! This cream is so delicious! Give it to me!"

Hyuga Neji had been frowning, trying his best to maintain his image, and didn't want to participate in this childish nonsense.

Rock Lee's youthful ideals were fully ignited at this moment. In his eyes, this kind of battle with everyone's participation was a perfect opportunity to enhance friendship!

"Neji! Accept the challenge of youth!" he shouted, and without saying a word, slapped a large dollop of cream onto Neji's neat shirt.

Neji looked at the mess on his chest, a vein throbbing on his forehead. Under the pressure of the atmosphere, he was forced to join the battle with a grim face.

Teacher Iruka had finally recovered from the fire, and now she saw the once neat and solemn auditorium transformed into a cream paradise.

The walls, tables, chairs, and even the ceiling were covered with white spots. His vision went black, and he was about to shout at the top of his lungs to stop them.

"Teacher Iruka! This is true youth!" Rock Lee's passionate voice boomed in his ears, and then a whole plate of cake mixed with fruit and cream was smothered on Iruka's face!

The world fell silent for a moment.

All that remained was the sound of cream slowly sliding down Iruka's face.

Nara Shikamaru was restrained by Yamanaka Ino and Akimichi Choji, and Sasuke's revenge cream hit him in the face.

Very well, their faces are now completely covered with a thick layer of cream, making it impossible to see their original features; only a few blurry outlines are visible.

Sai had already nimbly climbed out of the auditorium window sometime during the night. Standing by the window, he looked at the scene inside, which resembled an apocalyptic carnival. "How boring and aesthetically unappealing..."

Before the word "chaos" could even be uttered, Kiba Inuzuka shot out and smeared a handful of cream squarely across Sai's face with lightning speed!

Sai's cold gaze shot through the dripping cream to Ya.

Ya felt uneasy under his gaze and gave a dry laugh, "Hey, hehe... let's all play together!"

After saying that, he immediately turned around and ran away.

"..." Sai silently joined the ranks of those pursuing the Fang.

Aburame Shino's glasses reflected the mess inside the auditorium. "I think a strategic evacuation is the best option right now."

You nodded without hesitation; you didn't want to get that sticky stuff on you.

You reached a consensus and immediately took action, moving silently along the wall towards the auditorium entrance.

Just as you were about to reach the door and thought you had successfully escaped this creamy paradise, you were discovered.

"Nagi! Shino! Where do you want to go?" Sakura shouted, her voice unusually clear amidst the chaos.

Everyone froze instantly.

Faces covered in cream turned in unison to the doorway where the survivors were trying to escape.

His eyes were filled with ill intent.

Even Shino Aburame felt pressured when she was simultaneously locked onto by dozens of such gazes.

Looking at the scene, and then at Shino beside you who was also caught up in it, you shrugged. "There's nothing I can do about it, it's just too much attention."

Someone shouted first, "We can't let them get away!"

"Grab them!"

"Spread cream on them!"

And so, the crowd that was just moments ago attacking and fighting each other suddenly became more united, chasing after you and Shino as they tried to escape!