[Hokage] Terukawa

"Uncle Yamada, please bring me a salted saury and a fried rice. I put the money here?"

"Okay, no problem, just wait for a while," the black-faced man in a white apron was surrounded by the aroma of food. He seemed to be in a good mood, and even took a nap while walking out of the house. She snapped her fingers crisply, and her teeth looked extraordinarily white against the background of her complexion, "Do you have any specific requirements?" Specific requirements... specific requirements?

I spent a few seconds thinking about the taste of Hatake Kakashi, but quickly gave up-as if I had paid attention to this issue on purpose-yes, of course I hadn't, so no matter what I No matter how long you struggle here, you are doing useless work.

But one thing I can be sure of is that he doesn't like spicy food.

"Please add less pepper to the saury," I said, "If possible, please add more rice."

Uncle Yamada didn't look up, but he snapped his fingers again, so I knew all the requests were okay.

This man is very interesting.

But the next thing is a headache - about how to deliver food to Kakashi Hatake.

Now, three days have passed since the tragedy happened in Hatake Mansion. Although I still have doubts about Sakumo's suicide, after all, the deceased has passed away... Before I have enough control, I should hold back Stop, don't expose your motives too clearly, plus the news about the disappearance of Sandai Kazekage has spread like wildfire in the ninja world... This is not a trivial matter, no matter what No matter what it is, it is related to the safety of a shadow.In order to investigate the veracity of the rumors, our group of bricks and mortars who move wherever we need to work always have to work overtime.

But Brick will never expect that what awaits him after returning to the village is not a comfortable and warm bed, but the worrying news that "Kakashi hasn't been out of the house for three days".

Well... Although I can understand the explanation of "it's easier to open up as a peer", but judging by Hatake Kakashi's level of pride, it is obviously more difficult, okay?Besides, I really don’t know how to enlighten others. This is simply trying to push ducks to the shelves. It’s difficult for others—the anxious expressions of Minato and Kushina made me swallow these words back to my stomach, but it didn’t prevent me from continuing to slander.

I spent a few hours seriously thinking about how to communicate with him—to no avail, and even made me feel a little hungry, so I decided to treat him to a meal first— What would he eat if he didn't leave the house for three days?Does Dun Dun live on instant noodles?Even if I just think about it, I find it unbearable—after all, he is just a child who is growing up, and it’s too much to make instant noodles, not to mention that Shuo Mao’s matter may not be over yet— — How am I supposed to stand by?

What's more, food can often soften people's defenses, so it may not be a bad idea to use it as a starting point for conversation.

"Flag... Kakashi!"

I yelled a few times at the door, but no matter how many words I yelled, my voice was like a stone sinking into the sea, well... It seems that the relationship is indeed mutual, while I think Hatake Kakashi is not a good person to get along with Well, he probably also thinks that I'm not a good person—this is why I'm standing like a fool at the gate of the Hatake Mansion as a useless repeater.

This re-reading has still not received any response.

"Kakashi, if you don't open the door, I will go in by myself. You know that the walls of your yard can't stop me at all," I sighed, and knocked on the door again, "I just came here to give You bring some food!"

Ten minutes later, I climbed over the wall of Kakashi's house expressionlessly and stepped on the bluestone road in the yard.I touched the bento box in my hand. It was a little cold but barely suitable for the temperature, which made me feel a little better.

Kakashi, if you don't eat this meal, you have to give it to me. Unless you want to be malnourished, your height can only stay below one meter in this life.

I look around.

All the paper doors leading to the courtyard on the first floor of the mansion are tightly closed - as are the windows.Perhaps because no one has cleaned it for a long time, the glass exposed outside has long been covered by gray dust, but fortunately, this layer of dust is not thick, so I can still see the simple and clear curtains inside through the glass pattern.Kakashi closed the first floor, and it seems that Sakumo committed suicide here.

It was right to come here.I took a deep breath and reaffirmed my inner thoughts - some things should not just be annihilated in the darkness that no one knows, on the contrary, they should quietly enjoy the long-lost sleep And peace, until the day when it is illuminated again, the unnecessary dirt is swept away, and the dazzling brilliance blooms again.

...The premise is that the person who will hold the candlestick must grow up safe and sound.

I knocked symbolically on the paper door with my knuckles, and then directly opened the paper door halfway—maybe the environment was too quiet, and my movement of pulling the door became cautious under deliberate control, which Let the noise of opening the door be infinitely close to nothing, so I saw the sunlight coming from behind me silently melt the dullness and darkness in the room, just like a hot knife cutting through the solidified cold oil, the blazing sunlight also There is a bright white spot printed on the tatami that is distinct from the surrounding darkness. The huge contrast between black and white even makes me feel a little dazzling.I blinked at the door, and a few seconds were enough for my pupils to adjust to the most suitable tightness. Although there was still some slight discomfort, but... I finally found the person I was looking for .

Kakashi, he was sleeping crookedly in the empty Japanese room with nothing covering his body.The short, silver-white hair was messily covering his forehead, which prevented me from seeing his face clearly, but I could vaguely see the uneasy eyebrows exposed.

Well, I stared at him for a while, couldn't eat lunch right away, but this development is better than what I imagined - specifically that he swung a knife and chased me out of the house when I was chattering many.

After covering Kakashi's body with a cushion that I dug out from the closet, and took a deep breath of the instant noodle-smelling air, I pinched my nose and dug out the broom of Hatake's house, and began to clean up resignedly ——Damn, after Kakashi gets through this hurdle, I must let him learn to cook by himself, instead of standing next to the boiling kettle for three meals a day, only knowing instant noodles, instant noodles and instant noodles !