the fire that rages within

contumeliam

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Whatever he had said or done, it had
     prompted the salmon-haired Uzumaki to hit him on the
     back of his head with a book. In fact, he was zoning in
     and out on another conversation with a fellow Chuunin,
     and maybe during the discussion he may have somehow
     mumbled something that had caught his classmate’s attention. 

                                  “OUCH!Why’d you hit me for?”