Ninja Auzhai - After Physical Education Class Instant

Outside, Kaito and the others were walking across the courtyard, laughing. They didn't notice the blur of dark fabric moving across the rooftops above them, silhouetted against the orange sky.

"Dude, Auzhai," panted Kaito, wiping sweat from his forehead with a gym towel. "Coach Tanaka almost clipped you with that training star. How did you even see it coming?" Ninja Auzhai - After Physical Education Class

Auzhai pulled his standard-issue blue tracksuit jacket over his mesh armor. "I didn't see it," he replied, his voice calm and low. "I felt the displacement of the air." Outside, Kaito and the others were walking across

The sound was a stark contrast to the slamming of locker doors and the squeak of sneakers on the polished floor. Auzhai wasn't being rude; he was simply existing on a different frequency. To him, P.E. wasn't a grade—it was a survival simulation. "Coach Tanaka almost clipped you with that training star

The afternoon sun slanted through the high windows of the Shinobi Academy gymnasium, catching the dust motes kicked up by two dozen pairs of scurrying feet. For most students, the end of Physical Education meant the end of the day’s struggle. For Ninja Auzhai, it was the start of a different kind of battle: the transition back to the shadows.

As the locker room emptied, a heavy silence settled. Auzhai finished his maintenance and tucked the blade away. He adjusted his headband, the metal plate gleaming under the fluorescent lights. He glanced at the clock; he had exactly four minutes before his next briefing with the Elders.