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... internally teased Sasuke, comparing his grudge-holding nature to that of a cat, he wondered how best to deal with this sulking feline. The answer, of course, was to soothe him by stroking his ego.

With a quick mental shift, recalling how a cat owner might placate a huffy cat, Akira spoke up, "Sasuke, it's not that I didn't want to take you with me back then. It's just that the situation at the time was better suited for Naruto."

"Why? Are you saying I wasn't good enough?" Sasuke ...

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