(Please watch slowly...) ）

"Jun:

Our Kakashi was born, September 15th..."

In the crook of her left arm, Reiko Hagi was holding Kakashi, who was sleeping soundly in her swaddling clothes. At this time, the tip of the pen she held in her right hand was gently writing in the bedroom, desk, and stationery...

Every time she finished writing a paragraph, she used the pen in her right hand from time to time, tapping her forehead and thinking. Reminiscing about the days when Kakashi gave birth a week ago - it was very painful, and the whole abdomen was deflated...

"Little Kakashi looks wrinkled at first glance, like the forehead that suddenly wrinkles after you often fall asleep at night.

But it's okay, her skin is like mine - white and tender..."!!

Reiko, who was so confident that she laughed, immediately glanced at Kakashi's little face exposed outside in her arms. Then, he pouted helplessly and leaned in to sniff Kakashi, who was more tender than the old lady and full of milk.

Sure enough, it's better to use milk bath or something...

"She has black pupils like you and silver fetal hair, but her eyes are shaped like my moon half..."Reiko, who finished writing this sentence, happily squeezed her eyes at Kakashi, who was sleeping peacefully in her arms.

Kakashi's half-moon eyes instantly narrowed into a crescent moon like in the original book...

"She likes the name you give her very much. Every time I call out to her Kakashi, she babbles..."

"Isn't it, Kakashi...", whispered!

Kakashi, who was sleeping in his arms, fluttered his eyelashes twice. Reiko gently shook the crook of her left arm, and Kakashi moved her fluffy eyelashes again, and continued to sleep...

"Jun, Kakashi's personality isn't like yours. She is very, very sleepy, and doesn't seem to be as punctual as you are..."

The "rustle" of the tip of the pen on the paper was noisy, and the sleepy little Kakashi pursed his lips as if in protest. The curious Reiko put down the pen in her right hand and touched her little touching.

She agreed, didn't agree, and fell asleep unwillingly.

Reiko Hagi, who had just given birth a few days ago, was faintly leaning on the desk in her bedroom and writing. She looked at Kakashi, who was serenely in her arms, and suddenly used her pen to carve on the back of the last page of the letter.

Tiny look, white hair...

"Wow~~" Kakashi suddenly screamed in protest and was blocked again.

Oh, it's two people...

Where the faith is, the heart is.

The flag wood next to the bonfire looked at it word by word. He sat beside the flame like that, letting the warm flame and familiar handwriting gradually dispel the loneliness in body and heart.

He looked at her, looked at her...

“... You know, Shuo Maojun is on the battlefield to protect the village he cares about and the people he cares about—that is, to protect us. ”

At that moment, Hachiki Sakumo suddenly remembered that Reiko wanted him not to go to the battlefield for the time being, or to wait to see Kakashi born before going into battle.

Hachiki Sakumo refused, that was the first time that the gentle Reiko in her memory comforted herself!

"It's because you're protecting the village and protecting us that Kakashi and I don't complain that you weren't there for us; Didn't get the first glimpse of Kakashi's birth; Didn't..."

White Fang's heart suddenly felt a little blocked, which may be the biggest regret in his life!

"Jun, I know that at this moment after reading the letter, you must be eager to see Kakashi's appearance, and you must also want to hug her.

So, I love you, and I've already drawn it on the back of the letter...! ”

Hagi Sakushige held the letter in his hand, knowing that there was something he was expecting on the back - he didn't rush to flip over it in an instant to see what Kakashi looked like in his lover's drawing.

He held the letter in his hand and thought about it, "she" between the lines!

Reiko's description of the appearance of her "daughter" Kakashi seems to have loomed in her mind. Let Qimu Shuomao, who fell into tranquility at this time, not have the vigilance and coldness that Konoha White Fang should have.

At this moment, it was as if he had fallen into the illusion he had created. He remembered that he had once said to Reiko: "I hope it's a daughter, because it's like you!" ”

He even thought about how he would take care of this child and this daughter after the war.

Will you be too serious and rigid?

Will I be...

He flipped open the back of the letter—the blank space on the back—and Reiko Hagi drew a round cartoon image with colored pencils.

Kakashi in that swaddling baby is pink and cute. A few white fetal hairs were drawn on the head of the flesh, and at this time, they were all slightly erected by electric shocks like themselves!!

At this moment, Qimu Shuomao really didn't dare to compliment his lover's painter, obviously it should be a beautiful and lovely "girl". But it was painted by Reiko's painter... There's that!

Suddenly, he saw the bottom of the paper, which was a line of tiny small letters.

Very, very small words:

"I'm sorry, Jun! Kakashi isn't the girl you'd expect, he's a boy! ”

"-poof!!"

At that moment, Qimu Shuomao's whole heart seemed to collapse along with the image of his daughter who had already made up his brain...

He pressed his forehead speechlessly, and even thought of his wife laughing at himself after finishing writing. Hachiki Sakumo looked helplessly at the moon half-shape in the sky, and at this time Reiko must have laughed at herself when she teased Kakashi in her arms...

He smiled helplessly and wryly. At this time, the defenseless heart, but I didn't know that the inexplicable day difference had already held his breath and gently approached him from behind.

This was the first time Hizashi had been on the battlefield, and he could feel the defenseless appearance of Hagi Shuomao through his breath.

He looked over curiously—

It was a cute cartoon character, with a round baby with straight white hair. It's like the "Seven Joys" that I have drunk countless cans of myself, and they haven't grown!

In Hiza's mind, he was instantly shocked and thought, "The drink has also crossed!" He hurriedly continued to look curiously.

That's a line of small print—

"Cersei, what are you doing?"

Rope Tree and Mikoto stood curiously behind Hachiki Shuo Shigeru and Hiza, stretching out their heads left and right, and suddenly shouted in their ears.

“~~！” The shocked Hagi Sakumo and Hinata Hinata reacted violently like thieves.

"Nothing, I want to be quiet." The speechless Qimu Shuomao looked at the three disciples peeping behind him and said, then turned around and walked into his tent.

Senju Rope Tree looked at Mikoto Uchiha and Hinata Hinata around him in wonder...

"Quietly, the teacher wants to be quiet! Who is Jingjing? Isn't my wife Reiko? The more he thought about it, the more crooked he became, and then Waquan asked Hinata Hinata who was peeking before him in confusion.

"What did you just ~ see?" A look of being recruited from the truth.

"Well, what did Hizasa-kun see just now?" The little girl's gossip soul has burned...

"It's nothing, I want to be quiet, too!"

After finishing speaking, Hinata Hinata walked away without looking back, just like the leaving Qimu Shuomao, leaving only an itchy back for the two of them!

"......" tickle!

Hizashi walked alone to a quiet tent and sat down. Because at that moment, he clearly saw which line of small print-

"Kakashi... Female...".

But it was precisely because of the sudden interruption of the Thousand Hands Rope Tree that Qimu Shuomao tightened the letter paper in his hand. Even through the white eyes with good eyesight, he only saw a few key words depressedly.

It was precisely because of these words that the difference in the day at that time was also as deterrent as Qimu Shuomao.

Don't! Could it be because he went to Qimu Shuomao's house on the day after the New Year, just because the master and apprentice talked a little more that night? Just because the teacher and his wife were excited that night a little earlier, or a few days earlier!!

Qimu opened the "following handle" - no!

"Oh my God!" At this moment, the difference in the day was extremely shocked by the theoretical "butterfly effect", and he hurriedly found a place where no one was around, opened his eyes, and continued to look over-

Returning to his own private tent, Sakumo opened his letter again, and read it again with Hiza from the beginning.

He looked at it sentence by sentence, and the white teeth of Konoha who had calmed down at this time had long since lost the reverie of being a father at that moment.

He looked between the lines, the words that didn't complain that he didn't go back...

I didn't complain that I couldn't see Kakashi's birth at first sight!

didn't complain that I couldn't be by her side during childbirth...

He watched, watched, watched, watched...

Don't complain?

It's true?

Fake.

I don't know how long I've been watching, but when I saw Hinata Hinata Hisa, I had already retracted my eyes helplessly.

This is not the warmth that belongs to oneself, this is the warmth that belongs to Sakumo Qimu alone - male, female... Whatever!

He folded the first few pages of letters neatly and placed them on his chest on his left side.

Finally, the remaining page with Kakashi on it was folded into long strips and folded in half.

He removed his ninja forehead guard and shoved the Kakashi-like note into the gap on the back of the Konoha metal ninja forehead.

Myself, the two most important places in my body have been filled.

Those are also the two places I care about the most now...

Your own heart, your own forehead!

Calm down or unable to calm down, Qimu Shuo Mao, he suddenly took out the battle map of the battlefield of the Wind Country at this time.

At this time, Konoha White Fang had no intention of resting and sleeping at all. He carefully checked and analyzed the information on the battlefield of Sha Shinobi and Konoha, not letting go of the battle situation in every corner and the comparison of the strength of the enemy and us... Until the hands that held the letter were tightly squeezed.

If you travel at the speed of a ninja, you will be able to join Tsunade's forces by dusk tomorrow at the latest. But even then, how long will this war last?

Orochimaru, three generations of Kazekage...

Senju Tsunade, Chiyo...

Hagi Shuomao, Ebizo...

That night, I didn't sleep all night.

He thought, "Go back early!" ”