CHAPTER XIII

When Kakashi came to this place again, his mood was not complicated, but it was heavy, and there was a little bit of annoyance that he didn't even notice for the time being.

After completing the mission, he should have returned to Konoha quickly instead of coming back here.

But.

He had things that had to be figured out.

As a shadowy man, he easily climbed into the hut without making a sound—perhaps not a "house" at all, because the roof was not tightly covered, but only made of wood. Kakashi, of course, ignored these details, and for a moment, he was standing by the bed, hidden in the dark, quietly watching the person on the bed with unwavering eyes.

-- Actually, there is no need to be so careful.

In addition to the fact that the inhabitant here is an ordinary person, it is also because he is now lying there dead and alive, and he can't hear a sound at all.

The incoming qi is less than the outgoing qi, and at first glance it is sick, and it is very sick.

Kakashi's fingers moved, and he didn't seem to have any sense of the image on the surface. Then he calmly grasped the hand that was lying weakly on his chest—

…… That's right.

Indeed, Watergate-sensei's chakra.

Although it had almost passed, leaving only a faint trace, Kakashi had found it.

The first reaction was joy, Chakra doesn't lie, isn't the teacher dead? However, Joy was soon overwhelmed by more suspicions, the fourth generation Hokage was indeed dead, and so many people present at the time were able to prove it, so, what the hell is going on?

He remembered again the hallucinations he had seen on the day he was injured and unconscious. Is it a hallucination? Or is it really Mr. Watergate?

There is no logic, but there are many shadows.

Kakashi finally managed to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he couldn't help but pull the man's hand tightly, and he didn't have to think about it to know that his fragile wrist must have left deep marks. He reluctantly composed, let go of his hand, and the whole person was hidden in the shadows, and his eyes flickered at the man, but he hesitated unexpectedly.

According to common sense, he must have brought this person back to Konoha for interrogation. In this way, the truth of the teacher's life and death will naturally be known.

But he hesitated.

No, don't believe Konoha.

There was no one there that he could trust now.

Danzang's words made him suspicious of three generations of adults, but he also doubted Danzang, and he only knew a small part of this man's horror.

So you can't bring people back. Who knows, the "truth" he gets is the truth.

While he was in a hurry, the dead silence was suddenly broken by a weak cough, and the man on the bed raised his paws as if to hold him, and then grabbed him as a matter of course. Kakashi took a step back and watched coldly as he raised his hand and shook it for a long time, then suddenly, slowly, put his hand in his mouth, and bite-

"Barbecue...... Uh-huh! It hurts! ”

Kakashi: "......"

The anchor who was eating meat in his dream unfortunately woke up in pain. He rolled over and rolled out of bed, rolling around on the floor a few times until he bumped into Kakashi, who was still there.

In fact, the anchor's consciousness has not yet been completely awakened, his body is hot, and his brain is burning. However, this guy's subconscious is extremely strong, and he keenly noticed that the leg he bumped into moved backwards, and when it seemed that he was about to leave, he had already hugged that thigh like an octopus.

"Let go!"

A voice said coldly.

"Don't." The anchor subconsciously answered, and then closed his mouth as if he was dead, letting his thighs cruelly drag him a few meters away.

His thighs were annoyed by him, and he was in a bad mood, and he just wanted to throw the octopus away with strong means, but the octopus spoke again: "I'm sick, I'm so hungry, and the plug-in is ......not there" It was indeed a thick nasal voice, and through the moonlight leaking from the top, you could also see that his exposed skin was a burning red.

"If you don't save me, I'll turn into a ghost and come to you." It burned and began to babble, and it was hard for him to remember who the person who came to him at this time would be, "Anyway, I saved you once, White-eyed ......"

Wolf......

Kakashi froze for a moment, hesitated, and slowly stopped.

The dark part wearing the fox mask stood silent for a while, and the figure suddenly turned into a white mist, and the mist dissipated, and he disappeared. The anchor's hand had already drooped, and he couldn't move while lying on the wooden floor. Without his knowledge, the rain-filled brazier was reloaded with coals, and he himself was back in bed, covered with several layers of messy clothes.

Just like what Bo Feng Shuimen said when he mentioned his disciples before. Kakashi was a genius who was a bit withdrawn from his father's suicide as a child, but luckily there were plenty of people who were nice to him - but he was unlucky. For all these people have departed from him because of death. Father, two teammates, and finally his teacher.

When he said this, Bo Feng Shuimen was very guilty. His death must have been a big blow to Kakashi, as a teacher, although he had only been in contact with it once, he could see at a glance the change in his disciple, numb, indifferent, and not yet out of the shadow of death.

- But one thing Kakashi hasn't changed. His heart is still kind.

It was for this sentence that the anchor was relieved and bold to let himself sleep. That's what the plug-in gentleman said, so this little brother must be good.

It doesn't matter if he's indifferent, he's the best at dealing with this kind of person~

As it turned out, Kakashi lived up to the trust of his own teacher. Although he was curious to know about the teacher, he had not been cruel to an ordinary person who was helpless, he was still a sick person, and he could not stay here for long, so he was soon ready to leave.

However, before leaving, he took one last glance at the room illuminated by the firelight, and what he didn't expect was to find a black and white text pasted on the corner wall, which read: "Look here! ”

The writing was written big, for fear that he would not be able to see it.

“……”

He walked over in silence, but did not forget to be vigilant. But when I looked over, I found that there was a stack of children's toys in the corner, and a piece of paper was pressed on the top, saying that these were gifts for a child named Naruto Bokaze, and if it was convenient, he would take them back and transfer them by the way.

Obviously, people had already guessed that he would come, and they had specially prepared it here in advance.

Wave Wind, Naruto.

It should be Naruto Uzumaki.

He took the things with him in the end, and of course, he didn't bring them back to Konoha but destroyed them on the way.

Since then, Kakashi has come over every few days, but I don't know if it's his bad luck or what, every time he comes, the normal person who always wears a mask is always sleeping, the difference is sleeping in the house or sleeping outside while basking in the sun.

The gift to Naruto had been prepared, but Kakashi never really forwarded it. Until one day, he came here anyway, and habitually wanted to take away the pile of gifts that didn't make sense. The letter was still pressed on top of the gift, but instead of thanks, it was written.

"This time I prepared salt-roasted saury, it's a shame to waste food, so you might as well eat it yourself."

No wonder the box is hot......

Wait a minute!!!

Kakashi: "!! ”

Relying on the fact that others couldn't see him, Wai Jun was very happy to appreciate his disciple's stupidity, and couldn't help laughing: "A-Ning, why do you want to tease him so much...... However, it's been a long time since I've seen Kakashi's reaction, and I really miss it. ”

――Ho, as if you didn't think of it together.

The anchor, who was peacefully pretending to be asleep, refused to take care of the cut black.

He was full of resentment and went to the white hair.

Throw it away, don't take it away if you don't send it.

Gifts are also to be bought with money, and he is poor!