Early the next morning.

Hinata Yuzuru was woken up by a little guy.

To be precise, the little guy woke up the moment he approached the door, but when the little guy sat on his stomach unceremoniously, he had to give up the luxury of squinting for a while.

"Yuzuru! Ni-chan! ”

"Get up!"

"Eat!"

Hinata Yuzuru opened his eyes helplessly, and in front of him was Hinata Ningji, who was smiling and didn't know what bad things he had done.

According to the age of one, Ning Ci, who is also three years old, is worthy of the name of a future genius, and has mastered running, wrestling, and getting up to continue running without speaking, and even the vocabulary of speech and the logic of speech are also quite mature.

Well!

It's my brother.

Hinata Yuzuru didn't stay in bed anymore, sat up, hugged the little guy in front of him, smiled and teased his face with his fingers, soft, jelly-like little face played with a lot of hands.

"Ni-chan!" Ning Ci shook his head, although his cheeks were not very comfortable, but he still smiled very happily, he stretched out his little hand and grabbed his face as if retaliating, but the little short hand couldn't reach him at all, so he could only scratch the air in place, and puffed up his face angrily.

"Brother Yuzuru! Dislike! ”

He said angrily, his small white eyes wide.

"Okay, I'm going to get up, don't I want to eat?" Hinata Yuzuru had to sit up and put his face together, but he didn't expect Ning Ji to pounce directly on him, hooking his neck with both hands and rubbing his face against him......

"Hey, hey! Touched! ”

Ning Ci smiled.

"I really want to record your childish appearance and show you in ten years......" Hinata Yuzuru simply hung him up and slowly began to take his clothes.

Accustomed to the dress of tights, it suddenly returned to the kimono posture of the Hyuga family, and it was quite uncomfortable.

Ning Ci was reluctantly thrown to the ground by him, spinning around his legs, but unwilling to leave him first.

Even if I haven't seen him for almost a year, the little guy doesn't feel unfamiliar with him, but because he hasn't seen him for a long time, he has become more clingy...... Are children so good at remembering people?

After putting on the kimono, Hinata Yuzuru had to bend down again and pick him up: "Okay, right? ”

"Uh-huh!!"

"Yuzuru-chan, I like it the most!"

If only it were a sister.

Hinata Yuzuru looked at him and couldn't help laughing, the current Ning Ci does look as cute as a little girl.

Carrying him out of the door, he didn't go far until he arrived at the living room where the family was dining, the low table was already full of sumptuous food, and the mother and father sat on their seats, smiling at the two brothers.

"Oh, what I made today is all my favorite food, but it's so hearty in the morning, and I won't be able to eat at noon."

Hinata Yuzuru said slowly, Hinata Hinata saw that his son looked no different from before, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and then put on a straight face: "This is all done by your mother herself in the morning!" If you can't eat it, you have to eat it! ”

"Why are you so fierce about him!" Unexpectedly, his mother didn't understand his good intentions at all, but reprimanded Hinata Hinata Hinata and snorted angrily: "Yuzuru just came back and slept for one night, so tired, it's normal to not be able to eat." ”

She turned her head and smiled softly: "You can eat as much as you want, at noon, what do you want to eat?" ”

"How's the hot pot? You said before that you wanted to eat hot pot, and my mother tried it many times at home alone, so now I should be able to try it. ”

As his mother spoke, Hinata Hinata had a strange face, and when he thought of the dozens of hot pots he had eaten this year, the strange taste of the mess made him faintly sick to his stomach.

God knows, what the hell is the taste of 'mushroom soup', 'spicy' and 'butter' in Hinata's mouth, even the simplest sounding mushroom soup and spicy make Hinata rush to the toilet in pain countless times.....

My mother is weak, and she only tastes salty and salty when she usually innovates her cooking, so as not to spoil her stomach, but she suffers from the day difference, even if she says that it is not delicious, in the face of his wife's lost expression, she can only eat a little bit depressed.

"Really!?" Hinata Yuzuru was quite surprised, he just talked casually during the small talk, and he didn't expect his mother to remember the little things he talked about casually.

The mother smiled softly: "Ah! Spicy may still be lacking, mainly because I don't know what spicy means, but the taste of mushroom soup hot pot should be pretty good. ”

"Oh! Then it's night! It may not be too late for noon. Hinata Yuzuru put down Ning Ci and asked him to sit down obediently, and then he sat in his seat.

Hinata glanced at him, "Do you want to go out again as soon as you get home?" ”

"Well, I'm going...... Present flowers to seniors. After Hinata Yuzuru finished speaking, the atmosphere at home suddenly condensed, and only Ning Ci clapped his little hands happily: "Hot pot!" Chafing dish! ”

Japanese hot pot is to be accurate Suki hot pot, and Hinata Yuzuru said hot pot is different, the mother used before, is also quite non-standard Chinese pronunciation, Ning Ji this rereading, like chanting a train train.

Hinata Yuzuru chuckled and nodded at his father, "So, let's eat again when we come back in the evening?" ”

Hinata Hinata suddenly fidgeted a little.

Strictly speaking, this may be a good opportunity for him to show his father's majesty, perhaps, he should pull Yuzuru outside, say a lot of esoteric words, and finally put his arms around him disdainfully, tell him to cry if he wants to, and then look at his weeping expression, and witness his son mature a little more.

But in any case, Hinata Yuzuru's appearance at the moment doesn't seem to be what he thinks.

"That's right." The mother stopped talking, and in the end, she just picked up the chopsticks: "Tonkatsu, taste it, use a new sauce." ”

"Well, thank you, Mom."

As soon as Hinata Yuzuru wanted to lower his mouth, he saw Ningji staring at him pitifully, and couldn't help but smile, put the fried pork steak on his plate, and sandwiched another piece himself.

"Okay, Mom, I should be at home for a while after that, so I don't have to make it so grand."

"Really? Won't there be any more missions? ”

"Well, at the very least, you should be able to spend the New Year at home."

"Great! So, how about Mom take you shopping for clothes tomorrow? You seem to have grown a little taller again, shouldn't you change your shoes? Ah, hair, how about Mom cut your hair tomorrow? ”

The mother nagged and arranged the schedule all the way backwards.

Hinata Yuzuru just smiled softly, inadvertently moved the chopsticks, distributed the delicious food on the table to the family, and before each chopstick was about to be lifted, he sandwiched his target on the other's plate.

Mother and Ning Ci were unaware, but Hinata Hinata had a shocked and strange expression.

This guy's white eyes.....

How far have you got?

Can observation be so powerful without opening your eyes?

It's just that this ability is used at the dinner table...... Isn't it overkill?

But, it seems...... It's really cool.

Hinata straightened his waist, rarely with a smile in his eyes, and simply didn't move the chopsticks, just wanted to eat something, his eyes moved, the chopsticks moved slightly, and Hinata Yuzuru sandwiched what he wanted to eat.

Sometimes, Hinata Hinata will play tricks and deliberately look away, but the chopsticks will be stretched out in the other direction, but in any case, Hinata Yuzuru is not wrong.

He was almost full before he and Hinata Yuzuru looked at him, and sure enough, he was looking at him with a helpless and funny look.

Father and son tacitly played childish games under their mother's nose.

After the meal was full, Hiza hugged Ningji, Yuzuru sat on the steps in front of the door, looked at the dry landscape in the courtyard, and sat quietly for a while.

After drinking the hot tea made by his mother, Hinata Yuzuru got up leisurely.

"I'm leaving."

"Hmm."

After a brief conversation between the father and son, Hinata Yuzuru went home and changed into the regular clothes of a ninja, put on his forehead guard, and used the finger engraving seal to deepen the color on the caged bird on his head, and after confirming that it was correct, he dried the lenses of his glasses and walked out of the house.

Before going out, it was not surprising that a pair of white eyes met.

Hinata smiled and waved at him in the corner, and she didn't know where she found such a strange and inconspicuous corner, and hid in it to watch him.

But he only smiled for the time being, and did not come forward to talk about the past.

After going out, I walked briskly to Konoha's flower shop.

The flower shop run by Mrs. Yamanaka is not closed today.

Hinata Yuzuru walked to the door, and Mrs. Yamanaka, dressed in white, held Yamanaka Ino in her arms and waited here for a long time.

The beautiful woman who looked graceful and luxurious yesterday looks a little haggard today.

"I knew you were coming...... Let's go? ”

Mrs. Yamanaka stretched out her hand, and it was a bouquet of incomparably bright roses.

Hinata Yuzuru took it lightly, not asking her how she knew, just bowing respectfully: "Thank you." ”

The two didn't say much and went straight to the memorial monument.

At this time, in front of the memorial monument, ninjas wearing ninja costumes, family costumes, filial piety costumes, and dark costumes, dressed in different ways, remained solemn, standing quietly in front of the memorial monument, led by the three generations, looking at the memorial monument with complicated eyes, not knowing what they were contemplating.

The number of people is not small, and among those who wear linen and filial piety, there are even many ordinary people who are not ninjas, probably from the Yamanaka clan.

The Yamanaka clan is a clan of Konoha clans, and they will hold a funeral ceremony for the deer within the family, but the ceremony of the memorial monument will not be absent.

The Uchiha Shisui, without a mask and wearing a blue half-sleeve with the Uchiha clan coat of arms painted on it, waited quietly, not knowing how early he came.

Hinata Yuzuru was never late, and even now there was more than an hour before the agreed time......

There was no talking, no polite greetings, and those who knew each other only nodded lightly after eye contact.

Until the scheduled moment of time, the last ninja had arrived at the scene half an hour earlier.

Three generations walked to the monument.

He spoke slowly in a heavy tone.