Hirowa Maguro was carrying a bunch of big bags and small bags, and he couldn't even get his hands empty.

The knock on the door seemed to be made by real black with his tail.

"You're ......"

Shuo Mao didn't think Yu had heard anything about himself.

He didn't tell Kakashi the day before, also because he didn't want Kakashi to care too much, so that after knowing during the day, he would have a lot of time to think alone.

So as not to be embarrassed.

- "This shouldn't be the ...... Got a class? ”

He felt quite embarrassed to face Yu now.

"Can I come in?"

Yu held a bunch of things and blinked innocently.

"Ah, of course."

Shuo Mao opened the door for him, hesitantly reached out his hand, and helped Yu take his things inside.

Yu didn't be polite to him, so he asked him to help take it.

Shuo Mao didn't know what the kid was trying to do.

"Uncle, don't you have to go to work today?"

Yu looked curiously at the watch hanging in the living room.

“…… I don't have any tasks for the time being, so I can rest for a while. ”

Shuo Mao said with a polite smile.

He wasn't sure if Hirochi knew.

Kakashi had told him that he had something to do, and he wouldn't be here at noon today.

"Oh."

Yu subconsciously nodded to make it clear, and went over to help take down the things on Maguro's body and closed the door.

Maguro rubbed his paws on the blanket mat at the door before stepping onto the floor of the entrance.

Shuo Mao seemed to be doing something in the living room, and the table and other cushions had been moved to the corner, leaving only a small cushion.

Yu saw something in a flat cuboid that looked like a chopstick holder.

"Uncle Shuomao, what are you doing?"

She leaned over curiously.

Shuo Mao glanced at him, took a cushion for Yuya and put it farther away, and motioned for him to sit down.

"I'm sharpening my knives."

Shuo Mao took out a thin kitchen knife from a little farther away.

It's not square-headed, and you can cut a large piece of skin with a little poke.

Yu hurriedly ran over to snatch the knife from Shuo Mao's hand.

But the strength was not enough, and I didn't rush it.

"Don't make a fuss, it's dangerous, you let go-"

Shuo Mao hurriedly aimed the tip of the tail of the knife in the direction of no one, and held the handle tightly, not giving Yuneng a chance to grab it.

"I won't let !!"

Yu used the strength to twist the lid of the can and grabbed it hard to his side.

If you can't grab it, you can only hold the blade.

"Yu ......"

Shuo Mao was helpless: "You let go, if I hurt you, I won't be able to explain to your brother......"

"I don't !!"

Yu used the strength to screw the lid of the can, but he couldn't unscrew it, and he didn't want to take the tool, so he tried hard to continue screwing, and grabbed the knife to his side.

- "Uncle Shuomao, you're fine, don't go, otherwise what will Kakashi do, you're his only relative——————......"

Like a Zuma cannon that sent out the ball continuously, Balabal persuaded Shuo Mao to say a bunch of words that might not have worked.

There was no way, she was really panicked.

"I ...... I'm just sharpening my knives......"

Shuo Mao was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't dare to let go of his hand at the same time.

“——…… It's true? ”

Yu persuaded him a few more times before he understood Shuomao's words.

I'm skeptical.

"Hmm...... It's true, because I'm going to cook more of Kakashi's favorite food in the evening, and he hasn't eaten much at noon today, and he happens to be idle lately, so I'm going to sharpen the kitchen knife. ”

Shuo Mao noticed that Yu's hand breaking his fingers was much weaker, and he didn't dare to let go of his hand while breathing a sigh of relief.

What if Yu grabbed it directly while he was slack.

"Ah...... That's good...... Cough. ”

Yu coughed, and casually pulled the small cushion that Shuo Mao had brought for him to this side, and sat down next to him.

[It's embarrassing......]

"Speaking of which, today is supposed to be school day, why didn't you go to class?"

Shuo Mao's expression seemed to be much more relaxed than before, and he leaned forward and flattened the knife and began to sharpen.

"Tsk...... I don't want to go to school today, my classmates are so annoying, and I've been talking about this and that......"

Yu smacked his lips.

But not against Shuomao.

“…… Yes, you've probably heard about it too. ”

He smiled.

- "Kakashi must have been gossiped about because of me...... Yu, I hope you can always be good friends with Kakashi in the future, his personality may not get along with you sometimes, but he is actually a really good kid and quite enthusiastic, but he rarely shows it. …… You're all boys, and there will definitely be aspects of daily life that you can talk about, so you have to get along well. ”

He stopped sharpening his knife and touched Yu's hair.

“……”

Yu shook Shuo Mao's hand, grinded his teeth and said, "...... It's useless to just talk to me, Uncle Sakumo has to talk to Kakashi well! ”

The more I listen to those words, the more they resemble last words!

She doesn't allow it!!

“…… He probably won't listen to me anymore. ”

Shuo Mao sighed imperceptibly, rubbed Yu's hair again, and withdrew his hand to continue to sharpen his knife intently.

“…… That's right, Uncle Shuomao. ”

Yu was silent for two minutes before suddenly speaking.

"Huh?"

Shuo Mao answered, but did not turn his head.

"Just for Kakashi, you...... Stay......"

Yu didn't think he could persuade Shuo Mao's thoughts with just a few words, but there was no other way.

Shuo Mao must have been thinking about that in his heart, but he didn't do it immediately.

"He's ...... Growing to the point where I don't need me, I trust him and ...... even when I'm gone"

Shuo Mao's hand movement paused, and then resumed after speaking softly.

He knew Yu had guessed.

But it doesn't seem to be absolutely too irrational for himself, except that he was a little radical at the beginning, but now he respects his own ideas.

So he answered his true thoughts.

"Then you should think it's for me, at least I think the uncle who saved the same class is very handsome, no matter what others think, anyway...... I also want to be a ninja like my uncle......"

Yu hugged Shuo Mao's arm tightly.

“…… I'm not handsome, and don't you want to be a medical ninja, do you? ”

Shuo Mao was helpless again, and coaxed the child to touch the child, who was much older than his own son.

“…… That's not a conflict! Medical ninjas can be very handsome!! …… Although my brother's cooking is good, I still prefer to eat Uncle Shuomao's food, if I can't eat it, I'll die-"

Yu used the coquettish skills she practiced in her hometown here, but it didn't match her current gender.

"Uh......"

Shuo Mao suddenly felt that Yu really could be like that.

He remembered that at the beginning, Yu had willingly learned to bark in order to eat the food he cooked...... Still so loud.

And judging from Yu's performance all the time, he really likes the dishes he cooks.