Naruto: I Am Uchiha Sasuke!?

Sasuke had never been skilled in the kitchen. Back in his original life, meals were just something he ate to get by—never something he particularly enjoyed or put effort into preparing.

However, now that he possessed a heaven-defying comprehension ability, it would be a waste not to make use of it. After all, mastering more skills would only be beneficial.

"If I want to revive the Uchiha clan, I need to think long-term… including learning how to win a woman's heart."

As the saying goes: the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach. Having top-tier cooking skills would undoubtedly be an advantage.

With that in mind, Sasuke began recalling various dishes and culinary techniques from his past life.

[You have recalled top-tier culinary videos and the techniques of master chefs from around the world, achieving enlightenment.]

[You have mastered god-level cooking!]

[Congratulations on becoming a top-class chef and gourmet expert!]

The vast knowledge of global cuisine, from Chinese culinary mastery to European fine dining, Japanese precision, and even exotic Mexican flavors, flooded his mind. The eight major Chinese cuisines, delicate French pastries, rich Italian dishes—he had absorbed them all.

He had instantly transformed from a complete amateur into a world-class chef.

For the ninja world, which was practically a culinary desert, this was nothing short of a revolution.

"This is insane. Based on my cooking skills alone, I might already be the strongest in the ninja world!"

Excited, Sasuke put his hand on the kitchen knife. The moment he did, decades of cooking experience and techniques surfaced in his mind. He felt as though he had practiced for years, refining every movement to perfection.

Ingredients became crystal clear to his senses, as if each had its own story to tell.

The kitchen knife glided through the air with precise swishing sounds. His hands moved with such dexterity that they left behind afterimages, each chop clean and efficient. The moment he tossed the ingredients into the pan, the oil sizzled, crackling as if celebrating his newfound skill.

Seasonings cascaded like falling snow, blending seamlessly into the dish. A tantalizing aroma filled the room, making his mouth water even before tasting.

Soon, an array of vibrant, fragrant, and beautifully plated dishes was ready.

Sasuke picked up a piece of steak and took a bite.

The tenderness of the meat melted in his mouth, bursting with umami flavors. Every taste bud ignited in ecstasy.

"Unbelievable… I actually made this?!"

His eyes widened in shock. The taste was so divine that he almost couldn't believe it came from his own hands.

With these cooking skills alone, he was confident he could win over countless women without breaking a sweat.

But for now, it was time to eat.

Within moments, he devoured everything on the table, downing several bowls of rice before finally leaning back, utterly satisfied.

After a brief training session, he called it a night, falling into a deep sleep.

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Morning arrived as the first rays of sunlight crept through his window.

Sasuke yawned and stretched, feeling refreshed. After a quick wash and breakfast, he stepped out of his small apartment and made his way toward the Ninja Academy.

The village was already bustling with activity. Vendors set up shop along the streets, selling all sorts of goods. The aroma of grilled skewers, fresh pastries, and simmering broth wafted through the air, drawing in early customers.

Sasuke's gaze swept across the storefronts—ramen stalls, barbecue joints, dumpling shops, even florists and tailors. Konoha was thriving.

"There are plenty of ways to make money here."

As he walked, ideas filled his mind. Being a ninja required money—money for weapons, scrolls, medicine, and more. And if he truly wanted to restore the Uchiha clan, he would need significant resources.

Right now, he wasn't wealthy. But with his god-tier cooking skills, he could easily open a restaurant and dominate the food industry in Konoha.

Still, running a restaurant was time-consuming. Perhaps selling exclusive gourmet recipes would be a better option.

With these thoughts in mind, he soon arrived at the academy.

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The moment Sasuke stepped into the classroom, all eyes turned toward him.

"Look! Sasuke-kun is here!"

A girl's voice rang out excitedly.

"Wow! He's so handsome! Sasuke-kun, sit next to me!" Sakura immediately stood up and waved eagerly.

"Hmph! Forget it, billboard brow! Sasuke won't sit next to you."

Ino scowled before turning toward him with a sweet smile. "Sasuke-kun, I saved you a seat! Come sit here!"

"What did you say, Ino-pig?!"

"You wanna fight, billboard brow?!"

The two girls locked eyes, sparks flying between them.

Sasuke sighed inwardly. His striking looks and aloof demeanor made him the center of attention among the girls, whether he liked it or not.

Ever since the Uchiha massacre, the quiet intensity in his eyes only made him more attractive to them. Almost every girl in class saw each other as rivals when it came to him.

For Sasuke, it was just another day at the academy.

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