Naruto I get stronger when I draw a lottery

"what!"

Kakashi screamed and sat up directly. The throbbing in his heart continued to expand, making Kakashi couldn't help but grab his chest.

The light outside the window slipped in through the cracks in the curtains.

It was just dawn at this moment.

Kakashi sat with his head lowered, tears falling inexplicably.

"what?"

Kakashi stretched out his hand, and his immature hands shrank, as if he was afraid of something.

Gently wiping away his tears, Kakashi began to get up and clean up.

Next is the day of his training. His ambition is not small. He wants to become a ninja that surpasses his father. He has been attending ninja school for a while. He submitted an application for early graduation to the Hokage early.

Kakashi hopes to graduate the same year he enrolls. Kakashi can learn more outside than at school.

Put away the quilt and go to wash up.

There is a calendar hanging on the wall, with the next few days circled in a circle.

That was the day Kakashi was born, and Kakashi was officially seven years old on that day.

"Kakashi, let's have a good birthday together when I come back. Don't you really want to learn sword skills? I will teach you then."

White Fang is not good at expressing, and Kakashi knows it best, but Kakashi admires his father to the extreme.

No matter outside or anywhere, the name of his father Konoha White Tooth is so resounding, many people even say that his father is the next generation of Hokage.

The next generation of Hokage is the most respected and highest-status position in Konoha, but his father is said to be the next generation of Hokage. Kakashi only feels that his father is not ordinary.

After simply washing up, Kakashi came to the yard and began to wield his ninja sword.

His father was famous in the ninja world for his sword skills, and Kakashi should be the same!

Kakashi began to study swordsmanship since he was sensible and understood his father's power and greatness. Now he has been studying basic swordsmanship for two years.

Chop, close, chop horizontally, close, chop——

Day after day, Kakashi took the trouble to do these basic skills in his spare time every day.

At this point, the sun had just risen, but his small body stood very straight, counting the number of times he swung the knife even though he was sweating.

What people know is that Konoha White Fang's son is also a genius comparable to him, and he already has considerable strength at a young age.

But I don't know how Kakashi obtained this strength.

From the beginning to the end, White Fang never personally went into battle to supervise and guide Kakashi. Kakashi just relied on his own perseverance to practice all the basic skills over and over again.

"Five thousand."

Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief, and then he had to take a shower and then go to school to prepare for class.

The throbbing in his heart continued, lasting. It was not the throbbing of his heart, but the throbbing of his heart. The uneasy feeling persisted, and Kakashi kept silent and endured it.

Ninjas should have the word "forbearance" as their first priority.

After simply taking a shower and changing clothes, Kakashi took steps to go to school——

"It's rare to see you so early."

Kushina yawned and was a little surprised when she saw Tsuki in an apron as soon as she left the living room.

"I've been sleeping too much lately, and I can't even sleep."

Yueshu looked a little helpless.

“Breakfast will be ready soon, please wait a moment,”

"You cook it yourself, so I have to look forward to it."

Tsukiki smiled.

It was both true and false to say that he couldn't fall asleep. Yueshu woke up at dawn. For some reason, he felt uneasy and couldn't sleep anymore.

Unable to sleep, Yueshu ran out and took a walk.

For some reason, Yueshu wanted to go somewhere, as if there was some voice guiding him.

Looking back carefully, I felt the same way when White Fang came to take over from me two days ago.

It was as if someone was shouting something at him.

Along the way, Yueshu wandered to the cemetery.

He stopped in front of a tombstone. Under the early morning light, the tombstone in front of him was half lit.

: Tomb of Nozomi Mano

This is the inscription on the tombstone. Yueshu looked at these words and his memory returned to seven years ago in an instant.

That was the first time he saw this gentle person, but he didn't expect that a guy like White Fang would have such a beauty accompanying him.

Yueshu smiled slightly as he thought about it, and suddenly a figure passed in front of his eyes, with a sense of familiarity.

Looking up, Yueshu saw a familiar person:

"Mikoto?"

Tsukiki didn't expect to meet Mikoto here at this time.

The other person was holding a bouquet of white flowers and seemed to be sweeping the grave.

"Tsuki? Why are you here?"

Mikoto was also a little surprised.

“I ended up here before I knew it.”

Yueshu touched his head:

"There is an elder, an elder who treats me very well."

Mikoto looked at Tsukishu for a while, then turned to look at the tombstone in front of her.

"Really? Accident?"

"Ah."

"Then do you want to send some flowers? I'll share some with you."

"Huh? Isn't this bad?"

Tsukiki was also confused by this operation, but Mikoto smiled.

"This is my grandpa. If he knows that his flowers are given to people in the same place as him, he will definitely be happy."

Mikoto's eyes looked a little sad.

"Because grandpa always doesn't say it, but he is actually a super gentle person."

"—"

"Then, just give me some."

Tsuki held out her hand, and Mikoto smiled and took out half of the white flower in her hand.

Tsuki took the flower and returned to Manano Nozomi's tombstone.

"that person."

Mikoto's voice came softly.

"He must be a very gentle person."

Tsukishu was stunned and looked at Mikoto. Mikoto was looking at her grandfather's tombstone seriously, leaving only her back to Tsukishu.

"Um--"

Yueshu hummed softly, then placed the flowers and worshiped seriously.

"End?"

"Ah."

"Then go back."

"Ah."

Tsukiki and Mikoto walked side by side and left this place together, this place full of regrets.

Then the two of them left separately, until Yueshu came back here to make breakfast.

"Moon Tree——"

"Ok?"

"You, tears fell"

Tsuki brought the breakfast, but Kushina looked full of surprise.

The sun has risen very high, and under the sunlight, crystals hang from the corners of my eyes, as clear as pearls.

The wind blowing from nowhere, carrying the smell of old farewell wine, made people unable to hold back and made their eyes wet——

"Huh? What's wrong? It's really weird."

Yueshu smiled and wiped the tears that fell on his face, but he couldn't wipe them away.

"Moon Tree——"

Kushina's eyes were very heartbroken. She didn't know why, but the boy in front of her exuded the purest sadness, but she couldn't feel it from the surface.

It was like another person who kept crying somewhere, and finally conveyed this feeling to Yueshu's body, but not to his soul.

The sun had just risen, and the sunshine was shining down, and the fragrance of the food was rising, but the sexless sadness overshadowed the fragrance -