Starting with the troublemakers of Konoha, the pressure extends throughout the entire ninja world.

Minato felt a little uneasy under Aoba's gaze.

He looked down and checked himself over.

Make sure your clothes aren't on backwards and your headband isn't crooked.

Finally, he scratched the blond hair, genuinely puzzled, and asked, "What, did I say something wrong?"

"It's not a matter of right or wrong, it's that what you said is weird, you know?"

The translation is: They didn't bully you with malicious intent, and my attempt to comfort you may not have been well-intentioned either.

Let's hurt each other a little, then forgive each other, and work together to build a beautiful and harmonious Konoha Village.

Watergate is not a sham.

He genuinely didn't care about being called "Yellow Hair" or "Little Orphan".

I genuinely believe that others shouldn't care either.

After reaching the maximum level of resilience, cognitive biases arise, leading people to use themselves as a yardstick to measure everyone else.

"But don't you usually treat me like this?"

"I didn't care about the yellow hedgehog or the orphans."

"I feel this is perfectly normal..."

Qingyu covered her face with her hands, expressing her helplessness.

He stepped on a landmine he had planted himself.

Minato said this without any complaint in his tone; he was simply giving an example.

The argument that "I was scolded by Qingyu but I was fine" is used to demonstrate that "being scolded is indeed fine".

The logic is airtight, provided that the person who criticized him was Qingyu.

"So you're saying it's my fault?"

Before Aoba could reorganize his thoughts, Kushina Uzumaki interrupted.

The voice was very low, as if it had been held in the throat for a long time before being squeezed out.

"Is this also your intention? Could it be...?"

Was it a lie when he said he liked her hair that day?

She didn't ask the second half of the question.

Kushina Uzumaki stood in front of him, her red hair covering half her face, her shoulders slightly hunched.

There was no anger in those eyes, only apprehension.

According to the original setting, Kushina Uzumaki shouldn't be like this.

On her first day of school, she beat the boy who mocked her to a pulp, earning her the nickname "Red Pepper".

That girl would point her finger at the whole class and say hurtful things, and when older delinquents surrounded her, she would throw herself into a fight.

Instead of standing in front of him and asking, "Are you lying to me?"

What went wrong?

Was it because Grandma Mito protected her too well? Or was it because he complimented her hair that day?

Did it create an unrealistic expectation of "being accepted" in her? Once expectations are formed, the disappointment will be amplified.

I don't like the way you are.

Kushina's eyes flickered, as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

[Detection indicates that the host is exerting mental stress on "Kushina Uzumaki"]

[Pressure value +500]

[Obtained: Kagura's Mind's Eye Fragment x200]

five hundred?

Single pressure, 500!

Tsunade's line, "Medical ninjas are just a bunch of doctors," was given an 80, while the sentence itself only has seven characters.

It's not about gender, it's a precise psychological blow.

Tsunade was driven by unfulfilled ambitions, Nawaki by the original sin of her bloodline, and Kushina by unrealized expectations.

Does the woman who is under pressure exert more pressure?

What did Pharmacist Nono say? She only gave me a tiny bit of pressure each time I succeeded.

"No, Qingyu, don't talk about me like that. I'm sorry, Qingyu didn't mean to say that..." Minato quickly explained, gesturing with his hands in the air.

Aoba glanced at Minato.

Everyone has the right to comfort you, but you, with your slightly masochistic tendencies, don't.

Upon seeing someone start a fight, the local Konoha villagers immediately swarmed around like sharks smelling blood.

"Tomato extract".

"Red-haired monster."

"Are these outsiders here to beg for food?"

These sharp words rose and fell, echoing continuously in the classroom.

It seems that only at this time are the villagers of Konoha truly united.

I immediately joined the group purchase as soon as someone started it.

Even more extreme, some people squeezed out of the crowd to get right up close and taunt Kushina, grabbing her hair and pulling it back.

"Rotten tomato! Who gave you the right look?!"

Kushina's gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on Aoba's face.

Her hands were being pulled and her neck being dragged, but her eyes didn't cry.

"Is that what you mean too?"

Qingyu leaned back in her chair and spoke in a tone that suggested "it's about to rain."

"Do you know why they call you Tomato? It's not because your hair looks like a tomato, it's because they need someone to be the tomato."

"Today it's you, yesterday it was Watergate, tomorrow it might be someone else. The more you lower your head, the less of a threat they'll see you as."

"The more you shrink back, the more fun they find the game."

"So it doesn't matter if your hair looks good or not, what matters is how long you're willing to let them yell."

Kushina was silent for a moment, then looked up at him, her eyes filled with hope: "Then tell me, how can we change their opinion of me?"

She was waiting for the words, "I approve of you."

But he refused to give it to me.

"Tomato spirit, red-haired weirdo, beggar from out of town."

"Do other people's opinions matter to you that much?" He paused, emphasizing his words.

"We must deal with these troublemakers with a heavy hand."

Kushina's gloomy face immediately broke into a smile, as if she had finally found an outlet for a breath she had been holding in for a long time.

"Is that so..."

Before he could finish speaking, Minato Namikaze reached out from the side, attempting to extinguish the powder keg in the most pacifist way.

Anyway, after being bullied, Minato Namikaze faced each day with a smile, and then no one bullied him anymore.

"There's no need for this. We're all villagers of Konoha, part of the village..."

"Shut up, you blond sissy! Who considers me one of them? We have to use our full strength to deal with guys like you!"

[Pressure Success for Minato Namikaze (Indirectly)]

[Pressure value +100]

[Obtained: Spatial Awareness Talent Fragment x10]

Minato's mouth was still slightly open.

The half-sentence he was about to say, "We can sit down and have a proper talk," was abruptly cut off.

With a furious shout, Kushina's red hair suddenly spread out like a flaming fire.

She grabbed the boy who was pulling her hair and threw him over her shoulder in a classic judo throw.

The man flew through the air in an arc like a sack of potatoes before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Let me preface this by saying, I also really hate tomatoes!"

Kushina Uzumaki stepped over his chest, her red hair trailing an arc in the air.

"Damn it, you stinking outsider, how dare you lay a hand on me!"

The villagers of Konoha then rushed forward like madmen.

Someone lunged at her, but she pushed them away with her elbow.

Someone attacked from behind, but she knocked them down with a sweeping kick.

Someone shouted "Blood Red Pepper" and was punched in the mouth.

The desks were knocked over, and chalk dust exploded into a cloud of white mist in the air.

Minato hesitated for two seconds on the outskirts of the battle.

He gritted his teeth and rushed in, not to help fight, but to break up the fight.

Such a kind act was naturally met with a lot of criticism.

There were also people secretly elbowing Minato. Someone with a good temper like him would just keep quiet even if he was hit.

Qingyu leaned back in her chair and pulled out the water gate.

"It seems Kushina is quite popular..."

Minato Namikaze: "...?"

"What kind of look is that? Didn't you see she's mingling with the villagers of Konoha?"

"?"

"Does this count as getting along well?"

"Of course, if you use any more force, it'll be ground into mincemeat."

As if to confirm Qingyu's words, Tomato Girl has finally turned into Chili Pepper.

His blood-red hair flew wildly in the chaos, just as he had said on the first day:

Her fiery red hair was like the sun.

However, the sun is exploding wildly in the classroom.