39 years in the wood industry.

On the evening of January 7.

Qikijia training ground.

clang

The blades intersected, and the two figures staggered by.

"Moon Rabbit. Insufficient wrist strength. The seven-day holiday was slack. ”

"Yes."

"Again."

Bells, bells.

Every slash of Kamijo Haru was steadily picked up by Hagi Shuomao, but from time to time a surprise blow would make Shuomao's eyes flash with appreciation.

syllable

The small knife in his hand flew out, spun in the air a few times, and then plunged into the soil.

"Not bad."

He thrust White Fang back into the scabbard on his back, clapped his hands, and turned back to the room.

"You have a solid grasp of the basic knife technique, and the remaining experience and skills need to be practiced by you in the later stage."

"Yes."

Kamijo Harushi let out a slight breath, and watched Hagi Shuomao leave, and a white towel was suddenly handed to him.

"Give."

A silver-haired, half-grown child tilted his head sideways and passed the towel in his hand, but his eyes still glanced at it from time to time.

"Thank you......"

Kamijo Harushi took the towel, and saw that the child turned his head a little arrogantly, and subconsciously pulled the mask up from his neck and covered his mouth.

"Kakashi, why are you covering your face when you're good-looking?"

"Sister Qing is also very good-looking, why don't you bring a mask to cover it?"

Young Kakashi pulled at his mask as if in a shadow.

"Why do you want to cover it? Isn't that bad? ”

Kamijo Harushi wiped the sweat on her face with a towel, and there was a puzzled look on her face.

Beads of sweat soaked the strands of silver hair on her forehead, and the ponytail was slender and supple, glowing under the moon.

Because she needs to get close to the battle, she is only wearing a tight-fitting combat suit, and the light fishnet stockings make her already fair and moving skin look even more sexy.

Kakashi's cheeks were a little pink and he forcibly turned his head away from looking at the woman who couldn't take his eyes off it.

Little Kakashi didn't have his mother's care before he became sensible, and for him, there was only one father by his side, and there was also Sister Harushi Uejo, who seemed to him to be his father's disciple.

Kamijo Harushi is the only woman who can get close to him.

If it weren't for the fact that the age difference was too big, the silver-haired Haruharu Kamijo really looked like Kakashi's own sister.

"Won't there be a lot of people chasing you?"

“…… Kindness...... Will it? I don't look like anyone is chasing me. ”

Kamijo Haru tilted his head and cleaned up the silver hair on his forehead.

"Am I too ugly?"

"That's impossible, Sister Qing is the most beautiful, more beautiful than a fairy."

Kakashi's eyes widened suddenly, and he retorted with some excitement, and the next second he realized something, and turned his head away from speaking.

"Yes. Thank you. Kakashi. ”

Kamijo Harushi laughed, squinting her eyes, her smart beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, like a pair of crescent moons.

"Hmph...... If no one marries you in the future, I will reluctantly marry you as a bride. Kakashi suddenly said, "Anyway, those girls always talk about being my bride or something, and they're annoyed." ”

Kamijo Harushi was stunned for a moment, and put his hand on Kakashi's head, "Eh, it turns out that Kakashi has so many people who like it." ”

"What's the use of that, I'm going to find a girl I like in the future."

"What kind of girl does Kakashi like?"

She rubbed her little head, but Kakashi slapped her hand away like a little adult.

"Don't rub it, I'm already an adult."

"Yes, yes."

Kakashi thought about it seriously for a while, and said in a milky voice, "If you want to find a Haru sister, you have to find someone like Haruka, so if you don't want it in the future, then marry me." ”

Kamijo Harushi was amused, and the moonlight quietly sprinkled on her face, casting a layer of divine light on her.

"Okay. Little ghost head. ”

Her beauty is incomprehensible, she cannot be approached, like moonlight, which can only be viewed from a distance, and cannot be played with.

Kakashi pulled on the mask, a little overwhelmed.

"That's an appointment."

"Retractor."

Kamijo Haruru smiled and stretched out his hand and pulled his little thumb with Kakashi, who was a little awkward.

"Moon Rabbit."

"Yes."

Shuo Shige's voice suddenly came, and Kamijo Harushi hurriedly let go of Kakashi's hand and stood up.

"Tomorrow I'm going to take on an S-class mission, and I'll take away a few members of the dark department, and you'll be responsible for all the assessments."

"Yes...... Wait a minute...... I'm in charge of it......"

"That's the mission, too."

"Yes!"

Kamijo saluted, and Sakumo Hachiki walked over, looked at Kakashi, who was a little angry, and withdrew his gaze and patted her on the shoulder.

"Help me take care of Kakashi."

"What do you say, Minister?" Kamijo glanced at him, "It's not a parting of life and death." ”

"Maybe." Hachiki Sakumo smiled.

The fairy in the moonlight is right in front of her eyes, pinning her thoughts on you.

The green clothes swirled and danced under the moon, and your clever smiles and smiles, every cheek and word, all found sustenance in her.

"Sunny."

Hachiki Shuo Shigeru suddenly called his name, which made Kamijo Haru a little unresponsive.

In the shadows for the last few months, he has always called himself Moon Rabbit, which is the code name, and never called himself by his real name.

"Look at it."

Qimu Shuomao's eyes were instantly cold, his feet twisted, and his figure quickly circled around Shangjo Qing.

Kakashi's eyes widened as he looked at his father.

"It's ...... Father's pace. ”

Kamijo Qing saw half of it, and had to use his mental power to lock and observe, otherwise he couldn't see this pace at all.

Qimu Shuomao's feet were like stepping on a flash of lightning, vigorous and resolute, whether it was turning or raiding, an unstoppable aura came from the surface.

If you use this pace in conjunction with the White Fang Knife Technique, there are only a handful of enemies that can react and dodge such locks.

Such a powerful white tooth in the wood industry.

Kakashi has a starlight in his eyes, this is my father.

"Well, remember no."

“…… Please do it again. ”

Qimu Shuomao nodded, his feet were like flying, but this time, instead of going around in a circle towards Kamijo Qing, he rushed straight towards Kamijo Qing.

"Get out of the way of me."

He didn't draw his sword, but just locked on to Kamijo Haru with his breath.

She took a deep breath, focused, and with a sigh, the world slowed down again.

"Hey."

Her feet trembled slightly, and with a slight step, her figure turned out.

Step by step, step by step, lotus step by step, step by step.

Call......

Time returned to normal, and there was appreciation in his eyes.

Under the moon, under the deep night sky, a man and a woman are dancing.

Kakashi's eyes only felt that his father seemed to have a gentle smile, and there was no mistake in the steps under his feet, and another woman who looked like a fairy was strolling, spinning with similar but different steps.

If Kakashi knew the word, he would definitely use it to describe the woman under the moon.

The body is swift and flying, fluttering like a god, Ling Bo is micro-stepping, and Luo socks are dusty.

"Once you are gone, may you cherish it."

White Fang silently buckled the white wolf mask, like white lightning, and disappeared into the night sky, leaving her alone to dance in the courtyard.

The boy looked up, and the mask had been pulled off unconsciously, watching his father leave, and for some reason, it felt far, far away.