[Naruto/ABO] The days of being a medical dog in Konoha

A cave somewhere in the dense forest of the Land of Fire.

The silver-haired Jonin was holding a flashlight, kneeling on one knee to observe the methodical work of his partner on this mission.

Sniffing the fragrance with the tip of his nose, his eyes moved to the side of her face unconsciously.

What a beautiful girl.

More specifically, a surgeon who is both beautiful and professional. Although his position at Konoha Hospital is medical assistant.

But it can be imagined that in her hometown, she must be outstanding.

He is clearly not a ninja and has no chakra.

But the stitches and stitches of the wound were sutured, and to him, they had a more fascinating magic power than making love with heaven.

Her hand touched the chest of the green vest, where the cut she helped to sew up earlier was hidden underneath.

That was brought about by the Christmas S-level mission.

The medical mask hid most of her face, and her beautiful almond eyes suddenly flashed and focused on his wounds, even though the skin was ugly.

But to a ninja, it's a medal.

He has countless medals on his body.

The delicate hands, wearing off-white surgical gloves, gently touched his skin through a layer.

Kakashi held his breath and resisted the urge to tremble slightly, but she frowned and asked to relax.

Could this be the sweet pain mentioned in the kissing paradise...

Sweat streaked down the side of his face, and he swallowed uneasily.

After seeing it, she squeezed his hand worriedly and comforted him softly, "It's okay. It won't hurt after the anesthetic."

...

Ah no... Jagged ninjas are never afraid of pain!

Think about how his Sharingan Kakashi is afraid of pain!

Thinking about his glorious record as the number one technician in Konoha, he was exhausted of chakra and stabbed the opponent twice before he died. In the end, he managed to complete the S-level mission perfectly!

...

It doesn't seem like something worth showing off.

It's just...in front of her, there was this wonderful feeling of being gentle and tolerated no matter what happened.

Can't help it.

Kakashi glanced at his lower body and closed his eyes in despair.

The surroundings were quiet for a second.

Then there was a noise.

"Uh...huh?"

There... seems to be covered by something?

When I looked at it in surprise, I found it was a pillow.

A soft voice came from her ears, and she explained considerately,

"This is a normal physiological phenomenon for men. Sometimes the injured's muscles are tense and their bodies are excited. This is what happens when they are injured."

"this means…"

The voice paused, and his heart stopped for a second.

"That aspect is pretty good."

...

Qi and blood surged crazily.

The pillow I was pressing on was raised...

The elite jonin blushed and completely gave up on himself.

Lying dead and pretending to be dead.

...

First debridement, then anesthesia.

The girl skillfully held the needle with the needle pliers, moving it back and forth in a precise and precise manner.

There was obviously no feeling on his chest, but Kakashi felt like there were thousands of tickles tickling him back and forth in his heart.

Finally, I don’t know which time it was sutured.

As she lightly pressed her fingertips to check the sutures, there was something broken in his chest, and as the wounds were slowly being stitched back together.

-

“Sometimes heals, often helps, always comforts.”

“Not only should we treat the patient’s heart disease, but we should also relieve the negative emotions caused by the pain in his heart.”

Seeing her patiently describing the concepts conveyed by her mentor, even though the silver-haired jounin had already heard it several times, openly and covertly, he couldn't help but look at her with admiration again.

Ninjas all have a path of tolerance that they adhere to throughout their lives.

Some are figured out by individuals, and some are passed down from generation to generation.

In this regard, although the girl next to him is not a ninja, she still adheres to the concept of being no weaker than a ninja.

The so-called soft on the outside but strong on the inside is what she is like.

Seeing that the pieces of hair that had been tucked behind her ears were showing signs of slipping away, Kakashi felt a little itchy.

The hair of the person next to him was smooth, and the hand he wanted to touch again stretched out a little, and then took it back in a deadlock.

What a contradiction. He was confused about himself.

The moment Mingming reported to the Hokage-sama, he decided to completely change his attitude towards her.

But private love, such a subtle emotion, is always entangled in my heart.

Every night, dark emotions surged in, dragging him into the abyss like rising waves, but his love for this girl was like a flexible buoyancy, lifting him up against the water pressure.

Feeling the gaze cast by Shiranui Genma across from him, he was full of gossip.

You're such a sultry pervert.

Under the guise of helping, he touches other girls.

Kakashi rolled his eyes, not wanting to be outdone, and raised his chin at Moonlight Hayate's injury.

Look at the bleeding control technology on this Konoha special. It's as messy as a rag.

Wouldn't it disgrace the Konoha ninjas?

Both parties come and go, and no one gives in to the other.

The entire mission ended with Shiranui Genma talking nonsense to Miss Zhaozhao and taunting him with his sullen and perverted eyes.

Of course, as a doctor, her views on "the disadvantages of medical ninjutsu" were heard by the elite Jonin Kakashi and he took note of them.

I'll discuss it with Hokage-sama when we get back to the village.

In order to prevent the people around him from following Shiranui Genma's provocative guy back to the village early, Kakashi's clever brain came up with an idea and used the trick that couldn't run 800 meters again.

He is as witty as he is, Konoha's number one technician.

By the time Parker came back with another team member and continued the mission intelligence discussion, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

The fragrance in the air seems to be much stronger than before.

Kakashi glanced at the motionless people not far away, said hello to the two commanders, and asked them to leave first.

"Zhao Zhao?"

The fire was out and the light was dim.

Using his excellent night vision, he walked over and shook the other person gently. Unexpectedly, she slept soundly. She smiled, snorted, and went back to sleep.

The skin under my hands is a little hot, maybe I have a fever.

Kakashi said nothing and took the people back to the village.

If you just have a fever, there is no need to go to the hospital in this case...

Settling at the door of her dormitory, he forced himself to distract himself.

For some reason, the person in my arms was very dishonest along the way.

Kakashi glanced down at the back of her neck, feeling that the emotion in the scent this time was not quite right...

It's...very...tempting...

It was as if the fragrance was a pair of invisible hands, constantly teasing his body.

The silver-haired jounin felt like he was being soaked.

Thinking silently that he was a ninja, he couldn't help but lower his head and sniff it. Just as he was about to raise his head, his neck was restrained by her hands.

An unconscious gasp came to my ears,

"Kakashi."

The voice was light and airy, but it made him unable to move immediately.

The elite jounin who had lived for twenty-six years and was still a boy was dumbfounded.

What happened just now... was something he could have had without dreaming...

At this time, noise began to come from the dormitory building.

The situation is not good.

There are people living in this building... There is a certain person who smokes in his head, a certain person who treats thousands of books as lollipops, a certain person who is always excited, a certain person who loves to raise snakes... and other perverted flowers blooming...

It’s too late to take people to other places now.

The silver-haired Jonin made a quick decision, kicked open the door of his dormitory, took a few big steps, put the person in his arms on the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Before he could take a breath, he quickly formed seals with his hands against the floor and shouted softly. A transparent barrier appeared in response, and the entire room was instantly sealed.

What's inside can't get out.

It's outside, you can't get in.

The restlessness in the dormitory building gradually dissipated, but the restlessness in the bed intensified.

The breath Kakashi just exhaled and breathed back smelled strongly of lychee.

Immediately afterwards, I saw her...she started to take off her clothes? ? ?

"Stop it! Zhao Zhao!"

With a flying swoop, his hands and feet used his hands and feet to wrap up the person underneath him at 360 degrees.

Meeting her absent-minded eyes, she breathed heavily. The sweat on his forehead dripped down to the corners of her lips, and was licked into her mouth by that soft tongue.

...

He lowered his head and slowly came closer.

Finally, it ends at a vague distance between the lips.

No.

She is unconscious now.

To do such a thing, the premise should be that you and I are willing.

Taking a deep breath, Kakashi immediately closed his sense of smell. Without the interference of the strange fragrance, tight logic began to return.

So, what's the problem?

His eyes looked at the source of the strange smell. He stretched out his hand and found that the area on the back of his neck was burning.

Physical cooling first.

Without saying a word, he took out an ice pack from the refrigerator. Afraid of frostbite, I carefully wrapped her in a towel and finally pressed it there.

It was almost dawn.

The body temperature rose and fell, and more than an hour passed. The ice pack had already turned into water and was replaced two or three times.

This treats the symptoms rather than the root cause.

If you can't find a way to cure the problem, you have to go to the hospital.

He looked up at the window sill.

The green plants that were dying due to forgetting to water them suddenly sprouted new branches at a speed visible to the naked eye in a short period of time after being exposed to the high concentration of aroma. The clay pots were also burst by the rapidly expanding root system.

Even when he inhaled the high-concentration aroma, he felt a considerable increase in chakra.

Possessing such an ability... is similar to the first generation Mudun.

After the death of the God of Ninja, Konoha has never given up on cultivating Wooden Ninja, and the first-generation cell research project is still the focus of the Scientific Research Department.

But the only one who truly succeeded was the junior.

If you take her to the hospital at this time, it will most likely attract a lot of attention.

Although the Sandaime secretly protected her, she did not have enough fighting power to protect herself, and she knew nothing about her own power.

If it attracts the attention of the one at the root...the worst result is that...

The previous beautiful and graceful thoughts disappeared.

Kakashi looked serious.

He pressed his fingers lightly on that spot and began to recall the steps of the medical ninjutsu, gathering chakra at his fingertips. While adjusting the properties, transport it.

At first I didn't find the correct nature, so the area became red and swollen. But after a while, he felt something strange.

Chakra that is not the real body will only stay within the reach. However, the person in front of him seemed to be a bottomless whirlpool, constantly absorbing chakra and integrating it into his own blood.

Kakashi could even feel the traces of his chakra circulating throughout her body.

This... satisfied the secret possessiveness in his heart.

I don’t know how long it took, but the body temperature dropped and he fell asleep.

Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, there was the Sharingan that consumed chakra for 24 hours, and in the end, there was this bottomless pit that continuously absorbed and fused...

If this continues, they may both be hospitalized.

Wiped the sweat from her forehead. Kakashi touched his sweaty shirt and lay aside helplessly.

After a busy trip, he was so tired that he didn't even want to watch the intimate paradise...

Obviously I didn’t do anything like this ♀ or that ♂... But what is this feeling of being squeezed dry by this ♀ or that ♂...

How can the ninjas of Konoha say they can't do it!

Kakashi looked down and struggled towards the bathroom.