Everyone else just chuckled quietly, and a few seconds later, Kasumi laughed too. She wasn't mad at Aya at all, just indignant at her own defeat. Back in the Nara Clan, she'd learned not to get angry at winning opponents, but nothing stopped her from cursing an uncomfortable chair that had kept her from victory or a bird whose singing had distracted her.
Then Kenshin and Kasumi went to the gym, while Aya and Natsumi decided to play another round.
As soon as they entered the gym, Kenshin instantly ordered his sons to line up.
"Attention. Kasumi will be your temporary new instructor. You must obey everything she says. The only one who can challenge her orders is Ichiro. If there are irresolvable disputes, go to him."
"Where do we start? – Kenshin asked his new wife."
"Hm, I think we should check what level your sons' skills are at. Ichiro, let's do a taijutsu spar. – Kasumi suggested, and Ichiro nodded with a smile as they headed to the adjacent room with reinforced floor and walls."
Kenshin and the other sons stood in the far corner so as not to interfere with the match and to see everything.
As soon as Kasumi faced Ichiro, all her playfulness vanished in an instant, and she became like a naked blade. Her eyes gleamed dangerously, her body poised for a deadly strike.
Ichiro had seen such battle readiness in an enemy rogue ninja of chunin rank before, and he instantly got serious too. He knew the Nara Clan's taijutsu style focused on defense, so he attacked first and was sent flying in literally three moves.
Regrouping, he landed on his feet and immediately jumped back from a possible attack, but none came. Rubbing his bruised chest, he charged again at the girl ready to defend. He remembered his father had forbidden using space authority against Kasumi in a harmless spar. Right now, the task was to hone taijutsu skill, not win with tricky abilities.
As soon as Ichiro tried attacking again, Kasumi easily dodged the lunge, parried the next with her palm—hitting his forearm hard—grabbed him, and threw him over her. She could see Ichiro was just peak genin level right now, and she wondered why her battle instincts still warned her to be cautious with him.
Getting up from the floor, Ichiro felt incredible shame. His father and brothers were watching what he considered an unbelievable disgrace. Suddenly, he couldn't hold back and activated his Sharingan, rushing into another attack.
"WHAT?! – Kasumi exclaimed, but couldn't continue, fully occupied. She barely managed to block the incredible strikes."
Now Ichiro saw every move of the slippery girl and didn't let himself get cornered.
In a few seconds, they exchanged a dozen blows, and finally Ichiro spotted a gap in Kasumi's defense. After another exchange, she opened up for a strike, and deep in battle trance, he spun and kicked her in the stomach.
Kenshin, calmly watching the spar, flinched at that moment and wanted to intervene, but his body couldn't keep up with his perception. Luckily for him, Kasumi had vast combat experience, so at the last second she blocked with both arms, taking the hit and flying back five meters.
Grouping in midair, she landed on all fours and skidded another meter across the floor, nearly wearing through her sole. Her eyes flashed dangerously, and pushing off the ground, she charged into attack.
The chaotic fight lasted another ten seconds until Kasumi finally got revenge. She calculated every move, but it was almost useless. With Sharingan, Ichiro had few weaknesses, but Kasumi took a very risky step to make him drop his guard. When Ichiro thought she'd opened up, he went for it and barely noticed the kick to his chest sending him flying.
"Enough. – Kenshin stated authoritatively, and Kasumi left the ring."
"Sorry, Father, I couldn't hold back... – Ichiro said guiltily, rubbing his chest, apparently earning a bruise in the shape of a petite girl's foot."
"You lost control. Vanity went to your head. Didn't want to look weak in front of everyone? Enjoyed the respect from your younger brothers? In battle, that could've cost your life! Those you love and want to protect could have died! – Kenshin declared, unhappy with his eldest son's actions."
"I... I understand, Father... I'm sorry..."
"You're off deputy commander duty for two weeks. Third will take the post temporarily. – Kenshin ruled, seeing his sons' surprised looks. They never imagined Father's favorite, Ichiro, could get such a harsh reprimand."
Ichiro hung his head completely and just nodded to his father, accepting the sentence. He wouldn't dream of defying Father's orders, so he stepped back behind his brothers, awaiting further commands.
"Why didn't you tell me your eldest has Sharingan, and where he got it? – Kasumi asked when Ichiro got the reprimand. Though she felt sorry for the boy, she knew better than to discuss orders with superiors in front of subordinates and planned to do it privately."
"Not just the eldest. Fourth, Sixth, Eighth, Tenth. – Kenshin commanded, and the named sons' eyes turned red."
"FIVE WITH SHARINGAN?! – Kasumi exclaimed in shock. By her knowledge, even in the Uchiha Clan's heyday, not every member had Sharingan."
"Yup. All thanks to Aya. She's a Uchiha Clan descendant. – Kenshin replied with a smile. He loved watching the shocked girl. She wrinkled her nose so cutely when surprised."
"That little one? No way! Never would've guessed... – Kasumi whispered, stunned that this fragile, unremarkable girl was Uchiha descent."
"Alright. We'll discuss the rest later. For now, train these rascals. – Kenshin said laughing, stepping aside to watch."
Kasumi quickly took command of the group, and two minutes later they were all warming up. The Nara Clan's flexibility standards were very high, but thanks to the "system," Kenshin's sons had perfectly developed bodies by age twenty, with flexible ligaments and strong tendons.
Fifteen minutes later, Kasumi wanted to call one from the group to teach the basics, since instructions to so many lost effectiveness. It would take too long to train each individually.