Chapter 204: The Mouth of You

This is a familiar road, but full of strange roads...

Holding the little Kakashi through the crowd, the black mourning clothes slowly being stranded behind the father and son, like the forest of death in the night, it made people feel chilled. Because the crowd that always turned their backs to them was expressionless, and from time to time there were silent words in the forest, which made it even more uncomfortable to listen...

"Look—" "Is that him?" "Yes...""... He? ”

The headless and disorderly words always stop abruptly in the mouth, making the person who hears it feel as if he has cut his throat. There is no real name, but the eyes will be clearly directed to one person - the Hagi Sakumo who led Kakashi back!

Konoha White Fang can feel the difference in everyone's eyes along the way, and he can also feel the resentment of the surrounding crowd from time to time!

Those eyes exuded a dark gaze that can only be found in times of resentment and loneliness. A knife stretched out from the shadow behind it, like a web, shrouded in itself...

If、If you were stared at like this on the battlefield, you may have already stabbed it in a flash of white light!

However, this is the village that I have always loved and guarded...

"Daddy!"

The crisp sound woke up the restless Hachiki Sakushige like a bell, and he immediately looked at his son Kakashi, who suddenly shouted at him. After little Kakashi shouted affectionately, he kept looking at his father, who was silent all the way. When he saw that after Qimu Shuomao looked at him, he frowned and opened his mouth to say:

"Dad, they say you."

There is some unwillingness and discomfort in the thin words... Even in a smart child, the vocabulary at this time cannot say words such as duty and complaining.

Paused abruptly, Hachiki looked at his son in front of him. Children's eyes and feelings are always clear, they will only say the most real feelings of the moment, and will not judge things right or wrong with any cause or effect.

It's not that the silent Qimu Shuomao didn't see and hear the complaints of the people around him, with his ninja strength at this time, he could hear the droplets, how could he not hear this whisper to his scum? But I don't know whether to choose to shield or bear, he gently stroked the little Kakashi beside him. Perhaps he glanced at it gently, and said:

"Let them talk."

Is that a kind of indifference or acceptance? It seems to be indifferent and it seems to be too indifferent!

"But—" Kakashi frowned, and he wanted to continue, puzzled. These unfriendly glances made him unusually uncomfortable, and made him want to walk up and stare back at the urge to dodge the whispers behind his back...

The thick palm rubbed the restless soft white hair on his little head, and Sakugeru Hachiki interrupted his son Kakashi to continue arguing. He looked at the child in front of him—the original hip-hop personality has always been restless and melancholy lately, and it seems that he no longer likes to play around mischievously out of the Qimu clan, nor does he like to compare himself with children of the same age. The stubborn character that encounters things is really exactly the same as when he was a child. I decided that even if I didn't say something, I had to hide it in my heart...

If this is the case, Hachiki Shuomao suddenly said to his somewhat unwilling son:

"Kakashi, don't fight in the future." Looking at it, he slowly advised.

Suddenly, the young Kakashi suddenly looked up at his father who was tall above his head. He asked suspiciously:

"Could it be that Dad already knows about his fight in kindergarten?" He thought timidly in his heart, but he didn't expect that his father would not mention this matter until today.

Because the people around him have been looking at him with that kind of dark gaze for a while, just the day before yesterday, when he was playing in the class, several other children continued to point at his back and inexplicably accuse: "Look...", "It's his father's father who let us...", Kakashi finally couldn't stand it anymore and rushed forward.

"You are not allowed to call my father, my father is a hero...", he retorted, and taught the group of older bear children a hard lesson in kindergarten. One, eight of them...

One to fight eight! This was supposed to be something to be proud of and to show off for a lifetime! But after her mother Reiko took Kakashi's hand and came to the door one by one to apologize, the stubborn Kakashi began to feel extremely uncomfortable in his heart. He had even decided to see those little kids double down on them again. This incident has made Kakashi's heart tremble, and it seems that he has been waiting for his father Hachiki Sakushige's criticism and education. But I didn't expect that until today, Qimu Shuomao is just a simple education...

Perhaps, maybe for some special reason, maybe because of today's funeral!

"In the future, don't fight with the children in the village. In the village, one's own people should not be their own people..."Qimu Shuomao told again, but after seeing the child's unwilling expression, he stopped talking!

Kakashi looked at Sakumo Hachiki in front of him with some grievances, but at this moment he was very reluctant and uncomfortable. But I don't know why, after seeing the expectant eyes of Qimu Shuomao, I suddenly felt that I needed to agree to this expectation. Maybe there's a reason, maybe there's something I don't understand - but Dad gets it, it's always not wrong!

Kakashi then pressed the idea of meeting and beating the bear child in his heart, at least until they continued to talk behind their backs. Then, with his little mouth pouted, he whimpered in displeasure:

"Hmm..."

"Hmm!"

Rubbing the child's young and old white hair, Qimu Shuomao immediately led him on the way home. Behind the two of them, the old elders who were a little afraid of prestige and a little complaining were like black shadows that turned their backs. And the picture, like the back of the father and son in the memory, seems to be frozen at this moment...

Winter, north winds, debris...

Sakugeru Hachiki looked at his son Kakashi, who was already at home, and watched the child play alone in the empty and silent courtyard of the Hachiki family—

Home, in many cases, can isolate everything that you don't want to hear, see, or even bad. But after leaving this home, how should I take care of him, educate him, and take him along the way?

And how to give him a normal childhood and growth environment?

Get up and put on your own ninja gear - white hair, forehead guard, black clothes, green armor... Wear the armband of fire with red flames on a white background, and place the short blade behind the fiery vortex emblem. Go where a ninja should be...

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(I haven't been a father, I was entangled and interrupted for a day, and then I remembered from the words of my childhood!) In addition, it's hard to write about the real father... ）