[Naruto] It turns out you are the tail end of the crane

On a spring day, the trees in the forest were lush and green, and several figures flashed past quickly.

The fallen leaves were shaken off the branches by the fast flowing air, accompanied by a few intermittent low-pitched complaints from the girl.

"Ah, how could there be a...teacher like you?"

"Don't you even know that your wife is pregnant again?"

Nakajima Dai:......

He thought about these two sentences together for a long time, but he couldn't figure out any connection between being a teacher and his wife's pregnancy.

However, according to his many years of experience, when faced with questions and complaints from women, no matter what age they are, it is right to admit their mistakes as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Nakashimayo immediately surrendered with both hands and said with a bitter look on his face: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

Not long after he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth turned up uncontrollably.

Is it a boy or a girl this time?

Well...it was a boy last time, so it's better to be a girl this time.

Yuye:......

She reminded coolly: "Teacher, pay attention to the tree in front of you, you are about to hit it."

Nakajimayo said "Ah" in panic, raised his head and concentrated on looking forward, but he only heard the mocking laughter of his subordinates.

Nakajima Dai: ...I was tricked again.

The teacher expressed his anger.

He hummed, turned his face and said teasingly: "Stop laughing at me. Are you happy now?"

Youye said without changing her expression: "Yes, I heard that Sister Liuhua has another child, and I am also very happy."

"Hey...I obviously didn't mean that."

It was dusk three days later when the two returned to the village.

Thick dark clouds piled heavily on the sky, making it oppressive and depressing.

The strong wind blew ruthlessly through the crumbling green leaves and petals of the branches and flew to an unknown destination in the distance.

The birds in the forest flap their wings desperately in the thick and moist air.

It is going to rain.

"It's going to rain soon," Nakajimayo looked up at the hazy sky and said to Yuzu: "I have to go home, so you should go back quickly."

Yu Ye shook out the black cloak and put it on her body, "Okay."

However, after walking a few steps, Nakashimayo turned back and quickly warned: "Yuzuha, don't forget to gather tomorrow."

Yu Ye was dumbfounded by him: "Okay."

This time, Teacher Nakajima’s figure disappeared quickly around the corner.

Yu Ye stood there, watching him go away.

Her eyes were fixed on the cherry blossom tree at the corner whose petals had been blown away by the wind.

Teacher, he must really want to see his wife.

That feeling of blood connection...what exactly is it like?

Big raindrops finally fell from the sky and fell to the ground, leaving a faint trace of water.

Raindrops hit her face.

The slightly cold touch brought Yuye back to her senses, and she immediately rushed towards home.

A few people were scattered on the streets paved with bluestones in the tribe. They put their hands on their heads to block the rain and hurried home.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it has a tendency to gradually turn into a torrential downpour.

A series of drops of water splashed and soon wet the hem of Yu Ye's clothes.

When she was worrying about where to go to take shelter from the rain, the police officer on the side smiled and waved to her: "Little Youye, come to my place to take shelter from the rain."

Yu Ye rushed into the police box without hesitation, "Thank you so much, uncle."

The uncle smiled and touched the back of his head.

He turned around and took out a dry towel from the cabinet and handed it to her, "Really, did you forget to bring your umbrella? Did you just come back from a mission?"

Probably because he grew up watching Yuzuha, he was very kind to her, not at all arrogant as described by Nakajima Dai.

"I forgot to bring it," Yuzu took off the wet cloak and took the towel from his hand with a smile, "But it's true that I just came back from outside with the teacher."

The police officer said with emotion: "As expected of Yuzuye, it would be great if my children could be as good as you."

"I will definitely do it." Yu Ye raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

The conversation is over. The two people who had not interacted much had nothing to say, and there was only the noise of heavy rain falling on the ground.

Perhaps because he felt that the process of waiting quietly for the rain to stop was too boring, the police officer turned to another topic.

He showed a look of disdain: "Yuzuha, do you know that foreigner named Hatake Kakashi?"

"I know." Youye wiped her hair, recalling in her mind the young man with unruly silver hair who had eyes open all day long.

However, why do you suddenly mention him at this time?

She looked at the police officer in confusion, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"That man," the police officer snorted lowly, and said disdainfully and arrogantly: "It's too much for such a foreigner to actually obtain a Sharingan."

"Huh?" Yuzuha raised an eyebrow, "What Sharingan?"

Wait, Sharingan? ? !

Her action of wiping her hair suddenly stopped.

"Yes, sharingan."

Yuye raised her head suddenly and widened her eyes: "What did you say?!"

The police officer had never seen Yuye like this before. He was stunned for a moment and didn't answer the question.

Suppressing the anxiety that gradually spread in her heart, Yuzuha urged him impatiently: "What Sharingan? Where did he get the Sharingan from?"

The police officer came to his senses.

He replied thoughtfully: "I got it from his dead teammate, named Obito, from him..."

Speaking later, he became indignant: "The patriarch actually chose not to pursue such a matter!"

Yuye could no longer hear the rest of the words clearly. Her mind went blank and the towel fell from her hand.

As if she could no longer control herself, she tremblingly picked up her cloak and plunged into the continuous rain.

"Hey... Yuzuha, where are you going? It's still raining outside!"

She was going to Hatake's house to find out.

The old Hatake house, which lives near the water, is dimly lit and exudes a little comfort in the rain.

Yu Ye lay on the window with disheveled hair and looked inside.

The rain blurred the glass, and she could only vaguely see the silver-haired boy sitting alone at the dining table.

He also has no family.

The rich aroma of vegetables overflowed, but Yu Ye, who had not eaten for a day, had no appetite at all.

After thinking for a while, she raised her hand to knock on the glass window and met Kakashi's eyes.

The silver-haired boy in his sight was still wearing a black mask as usual, and the slanted forehead protector covered the other eye.

Is it really... Obito's Sharingan?

Thoughts called fear were devouring Yu Ye, her fingers twitched involuntarily, and fine cold sweat seeped out from her palms uncontrollably.

Seeing her arrival, the silver-haired boy's remaining eye showed no surprise.

He put down his chopsticks very calmly, stood up and walked around the table and chairs to open the door for her.

Yuzuye followed his footsteps and walked into the house.

The wooden door closed heavily behind her, blocking out the patter of rain outside.

The two of them lowered their eyes, and neither of them spoke first.

But each other knows the questions the other wants to ask and what they want to say.

The room was so quiet that it felt oppressive.

After a while, Kakashi pointed to the water stains that were constantly falling on the edge of her sleeves, and said calmly: "... Do you want to wipe it?"

"...It's still not possible." Because of the cold, Yuzuha's fingertips beside her began to curl up.

It was obviously a rainy day, but her voice was hoarse, like a traveler in the desert who had not been in water for a long time.

After a while, she raised her head and asked tremblingly: "Is... is it true?"

The bright light hit her face, and Kakashi could clearly see her whitened lips.

Pale and pitiful.

Recalling the scattered fragments of that day, Kakashi was too painful to think about it.

But...it's a foregone conclusion, so why hide it.

After a while, the silver-haired boy lifted up the other side of his forehead protector, revealing the eye given to him by his teammate: "Ah, just as you thought."

He is not a member of the Uchiha clan and cannot close the Sharingan.

Therefore, the Sharingan belonging to Obito was quietly placed in his eye socket at this moment.

His eyes will be red forever.

What responded to him was Yuzuha's long silence.

It's been so long that the fish in the bowl is no longer steaming.

After a while, the sound of rain outside began to fade away.

It felt like a century had passed.

Just when Kakashi thought the other party would stop talking, he heard Yuba's extremely calm voice: "What on earth is going on?"

The silver-haired boy raised his head in shock, and the next second he unexpectedly came face to face with a pair of scarlet and ferocious Sharingan eyes.

The complicated patterns have a chilling sense of oppression.

"you……"

"Speak quickly!" As if he had exhausted all the patience in his life, Yuzuha suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed Kakashi's collar tightly, forcefully pulling his whole body in front of her: "What on earth is going on? Something...I want you to tell me quickly!"

Kakashi didn't struggle and staggered forward according to her strength.

He lowered his gaze and finally saw Yuye's face clearly.

She is good looking.

The eyes under the long eyelashes contained frightening paranoia and madness.

It was as if a sharp blade tempered in the sea of ​​blood stabbed him straight.

During the silent confrontation, two lines of blood and tears slowly seeped out of her eyes.

Kakashi's breathing suddenly hitched.

He tilted his head to avoid her sight and murmured: "We received the mission to blow up the Kannabi Bridge...Obito was killed by the Iwa Ninja in order to save me..."

"Half of his body was buried under the boulder, and there was no way we could...rescue him."

"Later, he was stoned..."

The hands holding his collar relaxed slightly, then dropped weakly.

Is she going to cry——

Just like crying at the gate of the village that day.

Thinking this, Kakashi raised his eyes and looked over,

——There were no tears on Yuzuye's face, and there was no look of vulnerability.

In Kakashi's slightly surprised eyes, she staggered back two steps, raised her hand and wiped away the blood and tears on her face.

"you……"

Yuye put her hand on the handle of the knife and sneered: "Where is it?"

The silver-haired boy's brows twitched fiercely, and he said in a deep voice: "What are you going to do!"

The cold wind is blowing.

The corners of Yuzuye's mouth raised slightly, as if she was doing something pleasant: "I'm going to kill those people."

Her voice sounded cold at first, but it was filled with deep hatred.

Kakashi's pupils narrowed slightly.

Without having time to think about it, he quickly reached out and grabbed the Uchiha who was about to lose his mind.

"No!" He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Absolutely not. Please calm down. Leaving the village without permission will only be considered a traitor..."

Yuzu struggled to break away from his hand, turned around and yelled at him stubbornly: "What if he's not dead yet! Even if I am a traitor - even if I die, I will go!"

After enduring it until now, Yuzuha's mood finally began to show signs of faint collapse.

At this moment, her voice began to tremble, with a hint of crying.

The silver-haired boy clenched her wrist again and stared at her with his scarlet eyes: "Calm down, he is already dead. He said he liked you before he died -"

"So, I will also take good care of you..."

After saying these words, Kakashi felt his throat was extremely dry, and the pain in his left eye became more intense.

He closed his eye uncontrollably.

Relying on the touch from his wrist, he could keenly sense that Yuzuha's whole body suddenly stiffened.

The next moment, she looked at him in disbelief and murmured: "What are you talking about...How can you say such nonsense?"

"Don't go out without permission, Yuzuye, I will stop you no matter what."

Yuzu took a deep breath and interrupted: "That's not it."

Kakashi gradually let go of her wrist and repeated seriously: "...he likes you."

The sound of rain outside the window stopped, shaking off the silence everywhere.

After a long time, Yuye suddenly laughed out loud. She raised her chin and said, "I don't believe it."

Kakashi looked at her helplessly and replied: "I'm not lying to you, it's true."

After a pause and seeing that Yuzuha had no desire to speak, he reached out again and put down his forehead protector, sighing: "Do you want to go to the hero's tombstone?"

墓？

Like a fire being extinguished, her mind finally regained a moment of peace.

After a while, she closed her eyes slightly and said, "...Okay."

In the middle of the night, two people walked on the wet street one after another.

Kakashi suddenly called her from behind and asked stiffly: "Do you...blame me?"

"what?"

She turned around and saw the slightly guilty expression on the silver-haired boy.

Yuzuha felt that this scene was very familiar, just like when she knelt in front of Hinata's heart in Konoha 45 years.

However, now she has become the lost person.

"If it weren't for me... he might not have died. It was me who didn't take him seriously." The boy continued.

Yuzu looked at him blankly, and suddenly remembered Hinata's words.

——"It was the war that took him away."

So now it’s useless to say anything about blaming or not blaming.

Thinking like this, Yuzuha interrupted the boy's continued guilt: "... Hatake Kakashi, I have never thought of it this way, but... please continue to take good care of his eyes."

The rain outside stopped at some point.

It was pitch dark in the Heroes Cemetery.

She and Kakashi stood in front of his grave, quietly listening to the rustling of the wind in the grass.

The handwriting written in white paint shimmered with wetness.

The Konoha swirl symbol painted with red paint is obvious and dazzling in the dark night.

"Uchiha...Obito?" She read out his name slowly.

"Um……"

"Obito, he is Konoha's hero now."

Yuzuha thought that the Konoha hero sleeping underground was Uchiha Obito.

But it's definitely not her Obito.

"So his name can be engraved on the hero's tombstone..."

"Yuzuha, heroes always appear later!"

Hearing his voice again in a daze, Yuye raised her head and looked around helplessly.

He's not dead, he's not dead.

He just went on a mission and hasn't come back yet.

He was just late again——

Maybe in a few days, he will suddenly jump out from a corner, come over and say with a playful smile: "Yuye, heroes always come on stage later!"

……

However, a heavy rain knocked down the delicate cherry blossoms, and in an instant they covered the entire long street.

The door was locked.

After thinking for a moment, Yuye set her sights on the open glass window on the second floor.

She turned over without hesitation, and her movements were smooth and smooth.

As the cold darkness spread, Yuzu fumbled to turn on the switch in the bedroom.

With a click, the warm light falling from the ceiling immediately dispelled the darkness in the room.

The first thing that caught his eye was the white quilt that had been lifted open at a corner, and there were several pieces of clothes he had changed next to the pillow.

All blue.

Thinking of his favorite jacket on weekdays, the corner of Yuzuye's mouth curved slightly as usual.

…It’s like he’s still here too.

She turned her head and looked at everything around her - the clean walls, the table with the team photo, the bookcase filled with books, the rabbit lanterns and goldfish lanterns placed side by side by the window sill.

And the bunch of flowers that have withered and dried up.

"He likes you——"

The late night wind actually brought a few distant wind chimes.

It was like that moment when they made a beautiful vision together at the shrine many years ago.

The photos placed on the table had been carefully wiped.

He is still full of vitality above.

Yu Ye supported the table with one hand and stretched out her hand tremblingly.

Her fingertips slowly traced the figure of the boy in the photo, and gently outlined his face.

From the corners of his eyes to the bridge of his nose, from the tip of his nose to the corners of his mouth, slowly extending was his once intact half of his body.

"Half of his body was buried under the boulder——"

She simply couldn't imagine such a tragic scene. Her heart twisted and she held the photo hard in her hands.

In the hazy peripheral vision, there seemed to be a few letters that had not been sent by Konoha for 45 years under the lamp on the table——

"Before he died, he said he liked——"

Yuzuha slowly pulled out the letter and unfolded it slowly——

"you."

In black and white, it’s all about you——

"Yu Ye."