In the evening of the transition of summer and autumn, the sun sets in the west, and the sky is magnificent and picturesque.

The sound of the bell in the backyard of the Fire Temple came out one after another, and the sound was deafening, and soon it would be time for the monk to chant the scriptures.

There are several pavilions in front of the temple, probably built together with the largest temple in the land of fire, and the handwriting on the stone plaques between the pavilions has been blurred.

There are people in the pavilion setting up a tea stall, the white smoke from the boiling hot water is rising, and there are only a few sparse guests on weekdays, but it is unexpectedly full in the past two days. Laughter filled the gazebo.

Speaking of which, in recent days, the number of believers who have come to worship at the Temple of Fire has suddenly increased dramatically, and the monks have been very busy.

The reason for this, hehe......

"Did you see that?"

"I saw a silver-haired man from afar, but I don't know if it's Qimu-san!"

"That's it, just wear a mask!"

"I can only see the back, but I can't tell if I am wearing a mask!"

"What about the princess, what about the princess?"

"I didn't see it......"

"Alas......"

The old man who sold tea smiled happily, thanks to this pair of this year's hottest national cp, he counted the money in the past two days and counted it softly.

The daimyo couple and the Hidetoku couple have returned home, and the princess Rika has stayed in the Fire Temple for a few days, and of course, a certain first technician is still meditating in the temple every day.

Even if the soul of gossip burned and burned like wildfire, in order to save their lives, the monks and tourists did not dare to snoop too blatantly into the daily life of the two men.

It's such a great opportunity...... It's a pity, it's a pity.

In one of the courtyards to the east of the temple, the door was closed and only one window was open, and two red-hearted sounds were coming from the room.

The girl's voice was a little impatient: "Hurry up and take off your clothes!" ”

The man's voice was low and hesitant: "This ...... Not quite right? ”

"What's so bad! If you take it off, you can take it off! ”

"Princess, it's a frivolous act to look at a young man's body casually."

Hiss –

The faint sound of the fabric being torn.

Then the man's embarrassed and eager voice sounded: "Okay, okay! Princess, let it go first...... I'll take it off myself, take it off by myself! ”

The girl's complaint also seemed to be a little embarrassed: "It's so verbose to take off your clothes, are you a man?" ”

The young man who was questioned whether it was a man stared at the dead fish eyes, sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat, naked. The upper body exposed to the air is thin but muscular, and the results of years of high-intensity workout can be seen at a glance.

"You've been clamoring to marry me all day long, and now you're asking me if I'm a man?"

I didn't expect to be countered by the army, and when she heard this, the girl stared at him with wide eyes, squinted and smiled, "Not bad, Kakashi, you seem to be happy now." ”

The silver-haired young man was so frightened that he almost disappeared in an instant, but he insisted on a serious expression, and it was impossible to tell whether he was serious or perfunctory: "Princess, there is no happiness for a golden branch and jade leaf like you to marry a ninja like me." ”

Rika snorted, her index finger gently hooked into a box of translucent ointment, and leaned over to rub it on a scabbed wound on the young man's shoulder.

The ointment was cold, but the temperature of the girl's fingertips was so warm that it seemed to stretch the pores of the whole body. Also, the unique rose-like fragrance of a pampered girl also filled her nose in an instant.

The young silver-haired man seemed to lose his mind for a moment. There was really only a moment, shorter than the time when the fireworks were in full bloom, so short that he didn't even realize it.

The young man cleared his throat, and said a little helplessly and a little funny: "Princess, this little injury really doesn't need to be medicated every day. It's normal for ninjas to get hurt, and if you make such a fuss, I'll die of laughter if you spread the word. ”

Ever since she had inadvertently seen an unhealed wound on his shoulder, the poor First Technician had been forced to strip and apply the medicine every day.

- Please, he has never cared about this kind of small wound that is not worth mentioning, and there are often dangers in the mission, how big of an injury has he not suffered? He even stepped in with one foot in the ghost gate several times. Only a pampered eldest lady like her would make a fuss about the slightest wound.

No, no, as a battle-hardened ninja, he will definitely be ridiculed by the entire ninja world when this kind of thing spreads.

Rika didn't seem to hear his words, just stared at the dark red on his shoulder, frowned for a while, looked at him with big eyes watery and said, "It must be painful, right?" ”

Of course, she thought it was a pretty big deal. Usually it hurts to be lightly pricked by a needle, let alone such a long wound on the shoulder with a sharp weapon. Rika imagined if the wound had been cut on her shoulder...... The imaginary pain was enough to bring her to tears.

"I'm rough and thick, and it doesn't hurt at all." When the young man saw that she looked like she was about to cry again, he hurriedly comforted her.

It's an amazing feeling.

Injuries are commonplace for ninjas, and he doesn't talk about it for the time being, even in Konoha, Akai, Tenzo, Sunset Red and others, who are friends with him, don't think it's a big deal for him to be injured. Even ordinary villagers only think that scars are a badge of manhood, especially as ninjas.

But she didn't.

The first lady, the pearl of the monarch's palm, would care about his insignificant wound. I don't know if she has never seen the world or whatever.

He had long been accustomed to it, but she would show a look similar to distress for it.

Kakashi lifted his hand and pressed it to his chest, because there was a strange but strange feeling there that he didn't know what it was.

It's the first time I've been treated like this, and it's really ...... It's embarrassing.

It's not the first time Rika has felt this way.

Every time she was so close to Kakashi, the breath of him as he spoke brushed her cheeks, and she felt the urge to hear what he kept saying.

She likes to see him helpless but has to ignore her and accommodate her, which will make her feel inexplicably happy.

She didn't like to see him scarred on his body, and she didn't like him to turn a blind eye to his own injuries. She hated his oozy ninja look, it was normal to get hurt, and she didn't need to care about the underbeaten.

Rika straightened up, pointed at the man in front of her menacingly, and said, "You heard clearly, you are Kakashi Hachiki, who is worth a Kitano Castle, and a random cut on your body is equivalent to ruining a street in Kitano Castle, understand?!" ”

Kakashi was really stunned by her sudden momentum: "Is it so exaggerated......"

"I don't care," Rika glared at him with blazing eyes, looking like Naime, "The next time I see you injured, let my father arrange for you to come to the Daimyo's Mansion to recuperate!" ”

- That's a real humiliation...... I'm afraid he won't have the shame to gain a foothold in the ninja world in the future.

"Yes, yes." Kakashi smiled bitterly and nodded, "Follow the princess's teachings." ”

The golden light of the twilight poured into the room from the sky through the open window, and fell on the white cheeks of the girl, and fell on the bronzed shoulders of the youth.

The sound of the monk chanting scriptures came from the temple hall, and the speed of speech was so fast that it was as pleasant as a song.

***

After about five or six days, the monks of the Temple of Fire were accustomed to the excessive excitement of incense in the temple during the day, and they did not insist on how many true Buddhists were among the people who came to worship.

Taking advantage of the leisure time for half a day, Jilu and Kakashi drank tea and played chess in the pavilion in the backyard, chatting about familiar people and things with each other.

"I didn't think Kakashi-kun was good at shogi too."

The silver-haired young man played chess and fell: "They were all learned by Asma, his chess is too smelly, Lu Jiusang refuses to play chess with him, so he can only come to harm us." Then again, among the ninjas of his generation who were hard-pulled to learn shogi, the only thing he could win was Akai, who had a straight brain.

"The King's Hand." The land and the earth fall, and the hands are folded.

Kakashi looked at the situation on the chessboard for a while, then put the twisted pieces back into the chess box and smiled, "Jilu-kun is really good at shogi, I admit defeat." ”

"I conceded."

"With such a good opponent as you, Asma's life in the Daimyo Mansion must not be boring, no wonder he didn't want to go back no matter how persuaded by the three generations before."

Di Lu smiled slightly: "No, his chess is too stinky, and I often refuse to play chess with him." ”

The bearded young man who was far away in Konoha sneezed three times in a row.

The camera pans back to the backyard of the Temple of Fire.

The chess game was finished, but the tea was not finished yet, Jilu looked at Kakashi with clear eyes for a moment, and suddenly burst out with a sentence: "If Rika-sama has Kakashi-kun's teachings, I must be able to cultivate my mind." ”

The tea in Kakashi's cup shook, "Are you kidding, Jiriku-kun?" ”

Di Lu saluted him: "It's rude, but I'm serious." I've watched Rika grow up since she was a child, and in the two years I've met you, she's grown the fastest. ”

Kakashi's gaze fell on the defeated chessboard, and Rika from the first meeting and Rika from yesterday flashed through his mind in turn. I have to say that the princess has indeed grown a lot, but Kakashi doesn't think it's his own credit.

A person's growth is affected by many factors, and he does not think that he has such great ability to make a princess of a country transform for him.

After all, he was just a passerby in her life. He doesn't have the ability to change or influence a person, in fact, he is the one who has been changed and influenced.

"It's just a coincidence." Kakashi finished the last cup of tea and said to Jiriku.

For a while, the courtyard could only hear the rustle of leaves in the wind.

That night, after instructing the maids to stand down, Rika sat by the window and watched the moonlight, and the cool wind blew her long hair behind her ears.

In the night, a silver-haired young man dressed in a ninja suit with his hands in his pockets appeared.

Rika looked at him with bright eyes.

"Princess, I'm going back to Konoha. Before that, I'll send you back to the Daimyo's Mansion, right? ”

Rika suddenly wanted to touch his face under the mask