The man towered over the young blonde girl, his eyes calculating and void of emotion, with eyes as if hard as stone but still polished like silver.
''I expect for you to become a chuunin.'' He said scornfully, his voice the opposite of positive, his stone eyes wavered, he then scoffed, an undertone of superiority in his voice,''A disgrace, how your team didn't even qualify for last year and yet the rookies of this year qualified!'' He shook his head, his eyes dark.
The girl nodded, her knowledge of being inferior made her fear her father more, ''I understand you expect nothing less.'' She whispered, not dare wanting to upset him.
He smirked, ''Fail to be a chuunin,'' He tapped his finger on his mouth, almost as if teasing, letting her curiosity build up, ''The title of the clan heir goes to your brother, once again.''
She bit her lip, ''B-But I already-'' She started softly trying to gently coax him.
''Silence.'' He said strictly, ''Your older brother has proved himself and might even regain his status as clan heir.''
She nodded s, then bowed her head. A curtain of blonde hair covering her distressed amber eyes. ''Yes, father.'' She politely bowed then left the room.
Once out of sight she ran out, tears blurring her vision.
She quickly darted out of the compound.
'No way in hell will I let my brother get his status back.' She thought to herself, then ran quickly to the nearest training ground. She punched a tree angrily, 'I deserve to be the successor.'
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