Reading the look of appreciation on Makoto's face, Kakashi's face darkened instead of being proud.

For him, as a shinobi, he actually fell for Nara's scheme, and made this the starting point of this trouble, which is the most unbearable.

But Makoto has no interest in taking care of these things, since the other party did not use the means of violating the "proportion", then this matter should still be characterized as a child's playfulness, if Kakashi feels uncomfortable, he can find it by himself, whether it is a sneak attack and a stick, or a head-on press to the strong, as long as he can do it and has measure, even if it makes trouble with the Hokage, no one will say that he is not.

Now Makoto cares about something else.

"Kakashi, have a lot of classmates been bothering you lately?"

"No, I'm always the only one who goes to them for trouble." Kakashi said dismissively.

"Who made their mouths unclean! actually said that Uncle Qimu is, yes......" Akai blushed and couldn't continue.

"[Traitor] or [Surrenderer]?" Like White Fang himself, Makoto is also dismissive of these rumors.

Kakashi glared fiercely at Makoto, who didn't care, as the son of White Fang, he probably cared more about White Fang's honor than White Fang himself.

Makoto shook his head with a smile and raised his hand to mess up Kakashi's white hair, unconsciously swaying left and right, Kakashi twisted his head to the side with a stalk, not wanting to pay attention to the stubble.

If it had been before, Kakashi would definitely have lost his hair immediately, but he had a short mouth and a soft hand, and after being treated by Makoto, he was not embarrassed to turn his face and deny people immediately.

"Fame is actually nothing...... retracted his hand, Makoto said lightly, paused, he felt that it was not interesting to say this to Kakashi who was still a child, there were countless high-sounding words that could be said to understand that Ya didn't care about fame at all, but in Kakashi's eyes, his father had suffered an insult, and this alone was worth any other reason.

The Father insults the Son's anger and repays it with the sword, but there is really nothing to blame.

"Judging by the way you look, there must be a lot of people on the other side, right?" Makoto inquired casually.

"Originally, we were just cultivating, and seeing that they were saying something like that again, Kakashi laughed at them a few words."

"Laughing?"

"Kakashi and I have already taught them a lesson last time, but I didn't expect that they took turns with us last time and suffered a big loss, and this time they used traps so despicably!"

"Don't say it, I should have thought that they wouldn't be so stupid to get beaten." Kakashi said depressedly.

"Who knows how this guy could have guessed where we would be cultivating, and had set up a trap before-" Kai looked distressed and couldn't figure it out.

"Didn't you notice, the ones who occupied several other venues around us in advance were all squads composed of some people from their same family," Kakashi analyzed seriously for his best friend, "Knowing which big cultivation ground we are used to choosing, and then occupying some good venues, then we don't have much room to choose." ”

"But there are still so many open spaces...... Akai asked.

"He knew we were going to do push-ups or run around the training ground, so we would definitely choose a field on the edge." Kakashi gritted his teeth a little.

"Oh......" I don't know if I understood, but Akai knew that it seemed, perhaps, that he was to blame for the bet he proposed.

It's not surprising that even children already know and show their tendencies, and it is not surprising that with ordinary people everywhere in Konoha talking about it, it is not realistic to expect a minority of ninjas to be able to isolate information independently.

Seeing that Makoto didn't speak, Akai said weakly, "Big brother, it's all those people's fault, and besides, if it wasn't for saving me, Kakashi wouldn't have been injured, can you not blame him?" ”

"Hmph." Kakashi let out a cold snort from his nose, and the meaning was obvious.

"I'm not in a position to blame him," Makoto spread his hands and smiled gently, "and, I think, you two are doing a good job." ”

"Really!?" Akai, who had been worried about his involvement with Kakashi, suddenly got better, and Makoto's gentle attitude and praise won him a lot of favor.

Kakashi pursed his lips, this guy is here again, obviously he is an extremely indifferent person, this expression is not suitable for him at all, as if he is wearing a mask with a smirk, people can't help but be vigilant.

Makoto smiled and nodded, reaching out to pull Kay over and reaching into a chakra to look inside him.

Warm to the scorching physical energy, strong meridian system, this is the first feeling that Akai gave Cheng, other than that, there seems to be no other damage except for the bruises on his face.

Akai was touched around by Cheng on his body, and finally was slowly treated by the gentle medical chakra on the face of the injury, the face that was originally aching from time to time first became numb, and then even like a hot spring, warm and comfortable.

When Kai was injured by this kind of small injury, his father had always only asked to "overcome it with youthful perseverance", and over the years, Kai had long been used to it, so he didn't mention his injury at all, and suddenly being treated so gently, Kai froze a little, his eyes looked at the doorknob of Kakashi's door, and he didn't dare to move.

Treating the injury on Kai's face, Makoto was satisfied that Kai didn't say a word and posed well, he stood up and glanced at the layout of Kakashi's room.

There were no extra facilities, it was clean and tidy, and the sheets of the beds were flat without wrinkles.

"Makoto, thank you very much this time." Kakashi hesitated, stepped aside, took the tea set from the cabinet, and placed three cups on the table, intending to pour tea for the guests.

"No need, I still have something to do, so I'll go first." Makoto shook his head.

"Thank you again." Kakashi.

"Thank you very much." Akai.

With a wave of his hand, Cheng opened the door, closed it casually, and left the Qimu Mansion.

I greeted a few servants of the Hachiki family who passed by, and because of the white fangs, these people were very respectful to Makoto, compared to Kakashi, the young master of the Hachiki family. But it's just an attitude, if you want to be like Kakashi, you can drive them to do something, unless you become a flag man in the next life.

This is nonsense, no matter how polite he is, he Uchiha Makoto is not a member of the Hachiki family, in comparison, Makoto is from the Uchiha, Makoto can't even drive some of his own people.

He is only 15 years old, he has no accumulation at all, and he is not from a very powerful clan, this embarrassing situation makes Cheng want to find someone to find out the attitude of the villagers towards the White Fang incident, but he can't do it independently.

I can only find Fuyue...... Makoto frowned, but unfortunately, if he casually stretched out his hand to the people of the Uchiha family, he would immediately be told to the higher-ups - although the Great Elder personally recognized Makoto's qualifications to establish the sect independently, but now that he didn't know the details of others, Makoto really wasn't interested in asking for someone who must have a problem.