School.

"Mr. Qimu, there is a flea market on the west side of the town today, do you want to go and see it? I bought a lot of good stuff there last year. Mitsui said.

"Flea market?" Kakashi muttered.

"yes, I'll be over after class later, what about you? Do you want to go along? ”

"I have something to do, let's go later." Kakashi laughed.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

"Goodbye, Mitsui-sensei."

"Hmm."

At the end of another day's classes, Kakashi sat lazily in his office.

The others were gone, leaving Kakashi alone.

"It's not easy to be a teacher. This is much more difficult than teaching Naruto and Sasuke the two bear children before. ”

Kakashi sighed, these days are not easy.

After cleaning up, Kakashi left the office.

Life still has to go on.

On the way, Kakashi suddenly stopped.

"By the way, the bowl was broken last time, and I have to buy a new one. Just go to the flea market to see if there's a suitable one. ”

Thinking of this, Kakashi looked at Nishito and walked over.

There are not many people in the flea market, and at a glance, there is a feeling of rushing to the market.

"It seems that there are a lot of things here, so many people come to buy them."

Kakashi sighed and entered the market as well.

Soon, Kakashi found a bowl he liked, and after asking about the price, he happily bought it.

Just as Kakashi was about to leave, he was suddenly attracted by a painting.

It was a painting full of tree branches.

It was a branch of a cherry blossom tree.

Kakashi frowned, this painting didn't look simple.

There is a faint demonic power on it, could it be painted by a monster?

Kakashi couldn't help but take a closer look.

Seeing this, the stall owner smiled and said, "Does this gentleman like this painting?" ”

"There seems to be something different about this painting." Kakashi laughed.

"Really? This is not a revelation. Although the painting is okay, it is not excellent. Sir, if you like it, I'll give you this picture. ”

"Is that okay?" Kakashi was surprised.

"Absolutely. The things I brought were almost sold, and the painting was not even cared for. I also want to close the stall and go home early. Moreover, this is a painting by my friend, and he also means that it is okay to find someone to admire. I think you're a good fit, sir. The stall owner laughed.

"In that case, then I will be disrespectful."

Hearing this, the stall owner handed the painting directly to Kakashi.

Kakashi was not polite either, and took the painting directly.

After taking it for a moment, Kakashi felt that the demonic power in the painting seemed to be a little more.

"It's kind of interesting, it seems that this painting has something to do with youkai."

Kakashi thought to himself that he was going to do some research when he returned home.

"Kakashi-sensei?"

Kakashi looked back when he heard this, only to see Natsume appearing behind him with the fat cat at home.

"It's Natsume, are you coming to the flea market to buy something?" Kakashi laughed.

"Well, Aunt Tazi said that there were still a few plates missing at home, so let me come over. What about Kakashi-sensei? Natsume asked.

"I came over to buy a bowl, I saw this painting, and I accepted it by the way." Kakashi laughed.

"I see." Natsume said suddenly.

"Well, then I'll go first. You take your time. ”

"Okay, Kakashi-sensei."

Kakashi waved his hand and turned to leave.

But the cat teacher looked at the painting in Kakashi's hand thoughtfully.

Qimu House.

Kakashi hung the painting in his bedroom.

The only thing in the empty painting was the dry branches.

"Huh......"

Kakashi snorted, only to find a black figure behind a lesson.

It looks like the shadow of a young man.

"It's kind of interesting."

Night.

Kakashi was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, there seemed to be movement in the room.

Kakashi snapped open his eyes.

"Someone? No, it's the breath of a youkai! ”

At this moment, the ceiling was opened, and a hand stretched out from inside.

The hand was slightly open, and the petals of one hand were scattered around Kakashi's body.

"Is there something going on with friends coming here?"

Kakashi whispered, and with a flick of his fingers, the person on the ceiling fell straight down.

At the same time, the lights in the room were turned on.

"Oops! It hurts! ”

The voice seems to be that of a young girl.

I saw a girl wearing a white mask lying on the ground, this fall is not light.

"Who are you? Why come here? Kakashi wondered.

When the girl heard this, she immediately got up from the ground and said menacingly, "I'll come to retrieve my paintings, you thief!" ”

"Painting? Thief? ”

Kakashi looked at the paintings on the walls and seemed to understand something.

"This painting is yours?"

"Of course it's mine, or else it's yours? I just had to take a break when the painting was stolen. ”

As she spoke, the girl walked up to the painting and tried to take it off.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take it off.

"What's going on? How could it not be taken off? Bastard! You're not nailing your painting to the wall, are you? The girl said.

Kakashi was a little puzzled when he saw this, and walked to the screen, reaching out to remove it.

But a huge force seemed to glue the painting to the wall, and it was impossible to remove it at all.

Kakashi tried to forcibly remove it, but doing so seemed to overwhelm the painting, and it looked like it was going to break.

"It's weird. The painting seems to have taken root in the wall. Kakashi was surprised.

"In that case, I'll leave the painting with you for the time being. From now on, I just came to see the paintings every day. The girl said helplessly.

Naturally, Kakashi refused.

I am a person with a wife, and a girl comes to my house in the middle of the night every day to look at paintings, and no one believes it.

Terumi wasn't here, but Kakashi didn't want such a strange thing to happen to him.

"Hey, what the hell is going on, I don't want a woman to come to my room every day."

"You think I'm coming! I'm here to see Lord Yasaka, not you. The flowers just now were also given to Lord Yasaka. The girl said angrily.

"Yasaka?"

"It's the person in the painting."

"You mean the dark shadow in the painting?"

"That's right, that's Yasaka-sama."

The girl murmured, revealing her fate with the dark shadow in the painting.

Yasaka, a down-and-out aristocratic young master.

His favorite thing to do was to read a book under the cherry blossom trees when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

He is suave and exudes a unique temperament.

Mimi, that is, a girl, is a youkai.

She likes to hide in the cherry blossom trees during the cherry blossom season.

That day, she was in the tree, she was under the tree.

Originally, the two didn't know each other.

But Miya saw Yasaka.

The picture of reading a book quietly attracted Miya deeply.

She couldn't help but want to make contact with Yasaka.

So, she grabbed a handful of cherry blossoms and stretched her arm out of the cherry tree.

The cherry blossoms fell and fell all over Yasaka's head.

"Are books important? Isn't the cherry blossoms in full bloom as interesting as the book? Miya asked.

Yasaka raised his head, looked at the white arm sticking out of the cherry blossom tree, and said with a smile: "Books are important, and flowers are interesting, but chatting with you seems to be even more interesting." ”

That's how they met.

It's just that Miya doesn't want Yasaka to know that he is a youkai, so he only meets Yasaka during the cherry blossom season.

They are friends who only meet when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

After a few seasons of flowering, a year later, Yasaka never appeared again.

Miya waited for a long time, but still didn't wait for Yasaka.

Eventually, she decided to go to Yasaka.

But I couldn't find it.

Until one day, she found the painting.

It was painted by a yokai painter, and the black shadow in the painting is Yasaka.

Miya thinks that Yasaka is tired of the world, so he hides in the painting.

"Yasaka-sama once told me that I wanted to go to the world to see flowers and plants. So I took my paintings with me and played around. I hope that one day Yasaka-sama will heal the wounds in my heart, come out of the painting, and talk to me again. ”

When Miya said this, he showed a look of hope.

Kakashi listened, and looked at the painting.

A red light flashed in his eyes.

This is indeed a demonic painting, but the dark shadow in the painting is only painted by the painter.

Even if it's really Yasaka, it's not what Miya said.

She doesn't know? Still unwilling to accept this fact?

"Perhaps...... He'll never come out? Kakashi said cautiously.

"No, it won't, Lord Yasaka will definitely come out. Yasaka-sama likes flowers and plants the most, and in such a painting without flowers, it will definitely be very lonely. Even if he doesn't come out, I will bring him the best flowers every day. Miya said.

Kakashi looked at Miya, but Miya looked at the painting.

Kakashi somewhat understood.

Maybe she didn't know the facts, but she still had such expectations.

Self-deception, but it is also a thought in my heart.

The life of a demon is too long.

It's not bad to have such a thought.

It's just that the dream will wake up one day.

What will happen to Miya when that day comes?

Kakashi didn't know, and he couldn't comment on the behavior.

"Well, then before I take down this painting, you can come and see the flowers." Kakashi laughed.

Hearing this, Miya looked at Kakashi and said, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome, this room will be given to you, I'll go sleep next door."

Kakashi said and left the room.

At this time, maybe they need to be alone even more.

Seeing Kakashi leave, Miya stood in front of the painting in a daze.

The right hand is stretched out, quietly caressing the black shadow in the painting.

"Yasaka-sama, when will you show up again and talk with me? I...... I really miss you. ”

Tears rolled across his face, flowed from under the mask, and dripped gently to the ground.

Outside the door, Kakashi let out a long sigh and turned to leave.