Uchiha with hunger for knowledge

With his reputation as the "Pervert Sage" steadily growing in the Ninja Academy, Kal decided to lean further into the act. Crafting a scandalous yet oddly clever manual filled with suggestive tales and comedic exaggerations, he was determined to make a name for himself in the literary world. Armed with his manuscript, he approached a small-time publisher, Hiroshi Tanaka. 

Tanaka flipped through the pages, his eyes narrowing with interest. "This could be profitable, but... I'll need time to consider it." 

Kal left, but his sharp instincts caught wind of something suspicious. Within days, rumors swirled that Tanaka was claiming the manuscript as his own. Outraged, Kal wasted no time. He called on his clansmen from the Uchiha Police Force, who swiftly apprehended Tanaka for attempted theft of intellectual property. 

"Next time, think twice before crossing an Uchiha," Kal said coldly as Tanaka was led away. 

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Undeterred, Kal turned his attention to a more prominent publisher: Nakamura Shun, a respected name in the industry. He walked into the pristine publishing house with his manuscript in hand, his confidence unwavering. 

Nakamura greeted him with skepticism but grew intrigued as he skimmed the pages. "This... is different. I'll admit, it's entertaining," Nakamura said, a smirk forming on his face. "But I can't make any promises about how well it'll sell." 

Kal leaned forward, his voice calm but laced with an edge. "Oh, it'll sell. And we both know it. I'm here for a fair deal—10% royalties." 

Nakamura chuckled, shaking his head. "Ten percent? You're a nobody. Be grateful I'm even considering this. I'll give you 3%." 

Kal's expression darkened, and his voice dropped, tinged with the power of his clan's reputation. "You might want to reconsider, Nakamura. I'm an Uchiha. And while I prefer to handle things professionally, my clan doesn't take kindly to anyone disrespecting its members." 

The room seemed to grow colder as Nakamura's smirk faltered. He studied Kal for a long moment before letting out a nervous laugh. "Fine, eight percent. But only because you're... persuasive." 

Kal's lips curved into a triumphant smile. "Pleasure doing business. You won't regret it." 

As he left the publishing house, Kal felt a surge of satisfaction. His manual was now in the hands of a legitimate publisher, and he had made it clear: an Uchiha always gets what they want.