Immersing himself in the pool, feeling the warm water begin to dispel his fatigue in his body, Kakashi Hachiki sighed comfortably in the large bath.

Yes, there is actually a large bath in the middle of the Aizen mansion.

At first glance, it looks like a large bath that can be thrown into dozens of people, and it seems to be prepared for an inn and dormitory, but people often don't use it as a dormitory.

After all, this is the residence of a beloved indigo consultant, and everyone rushed to repair it, and then helped for free and left, and it didn't work. Such a large bathroom is only Kakashi enjoying alone.

Actually, I don't use this kind of thing very much. As Konoha's advisor, he has been a lot busier since he took office. This kind of large bath indigo dyeing is not used much, but often drags a small wooden barrel to his room, directly treats it with fire and water, and then soaks it and it's over.

Kakashi, on the other hand, could occasionally be seen soaking Aizen in a wooden bucket with a towel on his head, and his upper body outside to start correcting documents.

Unlike what his father said, Aizen doesn't have the kind of appearance of doing things when he gets the right.

On the contrary, he often lit the lamp and corrected some details at night, and would also go out to inquire about some local related matters, and occasionally personally inspect them.

Although Kakashi has been his righteous son for more than a month, in addition to the static blood and blood suit, it seems that counting tonight's greeting, I am afraid there will only be less than four conversations.

If it was his own son, he might blame this busy father for neglecting his own management, but Kakashi knew very well that he was not his own son.

His biological father is the Konoha White Fang who has a big opinion on the blue dye, and the flag is soaked.

His name is Kakashi Hagi.

It's just that the more you live here, the more you can feel a strange feeling.

It's not depressing, it's not painful, how to put it, there's always a feeling that people want to say something to him, but they can't say it.

'Are you going to betray the wicked people of Konoha?' ’

In this way, Kakashi Hachiki turned around in his mind many times, and finally disappeared invisibly.

Not from a prejudice but from a practical point of view, I'm afraid that the entire Konoha has not had such a conscientious and talented staff since the beginning of the first generation.

The smiles of the civilians weren't fake, and the ninjas' support wasn't fake. Konoha's efficiency is rising, and he can even have occasional entertainment after the rearmament war, which is also due to Aizen.

His father's words stuck in Kakashi's heart like nails, but it only took a month for him to waver.

Was his father's judgment really correct?

Stepping out of the bathroom and changing into a new ninja suit, Kakashi braved the hazy drizzle and walked towards Konoha's grave area.

It's late now, and most places are closed. And the customers of the small shops that are open in the middle of the night are mostly a group of tired ninjas or staff.

It's adult time, and some unpleasant jokes and complaints about life occasionally make their way to Kakashi's ears. Most of the time it's complaining. Complain about the Hokage, complain about society, complain about the advisors.

There are even complaints about indigo dyeing. Listening to the drunken ninja angrily scolding Aizen and saying that he wouldn't let the ninja interfere with the work of civilians or interfere with others, just from the slightly disdainful appearance of the boss and the ninjas around him, I am afraid that Aizen did the right thing.

In a corner of the park where people are less visited, Kakashi Hachiki finally came to the place he was familiar with.

“……”

Looking at the small tomb that seemed more and more lonely in the fog and rain, Kakashi Hachiki held an umbrella and stared blankly at the tomb.

The once famous Konoha White Fangs now look a little lonely. The surrounding graves look like they're being tended to be more or less crowded, but the graves don't look like they're being tended to.

This ninja who dedicated his life to Konoha is not even allowed to know where the grave is. Naruto insisted that White Fang had committed suicide, and he insisted that he had inflicted terrible losses on Konoha so his reputation remained.

Although some people think that the white fang is very likely to kill the entire Kazekage's family, after watching Konoha do this for a month, everyone almost thinks that this is a misunderstanding. After all, where is there anyone who makes the grave of a hero so desolate and makes the children of heroes bear all kinds of infamy? Is there a centripetal force left in the village?

Unless it's true, it's really a great loss to Konoha, otherwise it's impossible for Konoha White Fang and his descendants to fall here.

It is conceivable that if Kakashi hadn't been covered by Aizen, his life would probably not have been much better.

But seeing that his biological father's grave began to grow weeds, Kakashi sighed and crouched down to start cleaning up the weeds on it.

It was only halfway through the cleanup that he suddenly felt the rain curtain disappear from his head. Subconsciously looking back, a pure white haori came into his eyes.

'Indigo dyeing...... Not indigo dyeing? ’

Who is it?

Looking up at the figure standing in the fog and rain with an umbrella and wearing white haori, Kakashi Hachiki was stunned.

It was a ninja who had quietly appeared in Konoha at some point, dressed in a white haori almost identical to Aizen, holding an oil-paper umbrella on Kakashi's head.

As if to think that this was still a little raindropping on Kakashi's body, the man in the tanuki mask took two steps closer to Kakashi's side, crouched down and cleaned up the weeds on the tomb with one hand with Kakashi.

'Eleven......? ’

Looking at the number of words on the man's back, Kakashi read it and quietly memorized it in his heart.

For this man wearing white feathers and a tanuki mask, he had a wonderful feeling.

There was no resemblance to him, and he couldn't even see his size and face clearly, but Kakashi always felt a warm feeling.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the man squatting beside him in white Haori, Kakashi hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice:

"It doesn't have anything to do with you here, and the environment isn't too good, so you might as well do your own thing. This is my place. ”

"Is that the grave of Qimu Shuomao?"

The man with the animal mask half-squatted in the cemetery, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice:

"I ...... Your father's best friend, I guess so. I wasn't in Konoha when he had an accident. When I realized it, I heard a lot of bad news. ”

"Is that so?"

Kakashi gave way for the tall man to bow his head and pull out the weeds.

This man is not the same as the Konoha ninja in his impression, the average Konoha ninja is either regretful, or resentful of him for giving up the mission, or has a complicated expression, but in short, no one comes.

But the man in front of him, who wore a tanuki mask, gray hair, tied back of his head, and a hairstyle very similar to his father's, did not have any taboo appearance, squatted directly beside him, and pulled out the weeds little by little.

"I wasn't there when he died. Now that I think about it, I wish I had realized it earlier. I'm really sorry to let you live there with Aizen. ”

"It's nothing, Aizen is okay with me. At least it's much better than everyone in Konoha. ”

“…… That's right. ”

The man's palm paused slightly, and then continued to tidy up the dwarf tomb.

"It would make you sad to say that, but I, ah, Hachiki Sakushige...... What is the evaluation in the village like now? ”

"Traitors, sinners. The culprit who made Konoha almost attacked by a group. Now the war readiness is all because of his miss. That's about it. That's how my father died. ”

"Really...... Thank you for your hard work. ”

"As the son of a sinner, he is lucky to be adopted by Aizen. I don't have anything hard to work on. The adults didn't dare say anything to me and Aizen. ”

“……”

In other words, isn't there still violence in the eyes and children?

Looking at Kakashi Hachiki, who was tidying up the tomb and trying to level the surrounding land, a trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the visitor.

Facing Kakashi Kakashi, who had a calm face, he stretched out his palm, wanting to say something to Kakashi, but was interrupted by Kakashi Hachiki in advance.

"Thank you for helping me. But my father's affairs, as well as my own affairs, I want to handle them myself. That guy doesn't feel like a good person, but I'm actually quite happy with my life. ”

Looking at the dwarf tomb, Kakashi Hachiki stood up and patted the dirt on his hands, bowing his head to the man in white haori in front of him.

"What my father did, I don't know. It's just that I think that if my father really hurts the interests of the village, then his choice is his own choice. I am his son, and I can only take on my own things. ”

"It's okay to scold me, beat me, discriminate against me, I'm the son of Qimu Shuomao. What a stupid decision my father made, and I have to bear it as a son. ”

"Although I am not very old, I will try to make up for the things that my father lacks. That's it. ”

“…… Wait a minute! ”

Kakashi Hachiki stood up and turned to leave, but the man in the tanuki mask couldn't hold back his feelings and reached out and pressed Kakashi's shoulder.

"You don't have to torture yourself like that, Kakashi! You're only six years old, and it's when you go to ninja school, so you don't have to do it to this extent! ”

"Don't say things like Aizen said, senpai. My father is dead, but I will try to wash away my father's shame. ”

"Do you think it's a shame for my father to do this?"

"So what's not? All Konoha knows. ”

“……”

Kakashi frowned, gently broke free from the man's restraints, and ran back to Aizen's house.

However, Haori, who was wearing the code name Eleven and had an inscription on the short sword, and the man with the tanuki mask maintained that movement, as if he was shocked, and stood in place for a long time, unable to get up.