[Naruto] I, the winner in life, am forced to destroy the world

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I didn't expect that before Yamato could reply to me, Ren, who was in ANBU, would already be "thrown into his arms" by Yamato.

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I thought it had been a long time since I saw Yamato, but I saw his swaying back in the corridor.

"Yamato?" I called him worriedly.

Unexpectedly, he trembled and fell towards the ground.

I quickly walked over and caught him with both hands: "Yamato!"

"Well," the long-haired boy frowned and murmured with a pale face, "I know, look at me, the wood escape, three rooms and one living room technique."

My eyes widened immediately, Yamato, what kind of tasks do you usually perform?

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"Are you awake?" Lian Shi lowered his eyes and looked.

As soon as Yamato opened his eyes, the beautiful face he dreamed of came into view. He blinked and said in surprise: "Hasumi-san?"

Then, he noticed that he was resting on Hasumi's legs, and a thin blush appeared on his face. The young man lowered his eyes slightly and murmured: "Am I dreaming?"

Hasumi chuckled, inserting her slender fingers into his hair to help him comb his messy long brown hair. The gentle movements made Yamato feel a little sleepy and lazy.

This made him think that this was a dream even more.

"It's great. I dreamed about Hasumi-san. I'm too busy with ANBU tasks and I haven't even gone to Hasumi-san yet." Yamato put his arms around Hasumi's waist and rubbed his abdominal muscles like a cat. " I obviously miss you so much."

The young man lowered his eyes and murmured pitifully.

A low, magnetic voice came from above Yamato's head: "Are you looking forward to it that much?"

Yamato's ears felt hot. He stood up from Hasumi's arms and nodded vigorously: "I have always wanted to see Hasumi-san again."

The young man's tone was a little shy, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "I want to tell you my name."

Want to fulfill the promise.

want you.

Hasumi raised the boy's chin, leaned into his ear and whispered: "You little liar, you haven't come to me for so long."

Yamato's body moved uncomfortably, and his soft lips almost touched his ears. The warm breath exhaled from his mouth stopped at the tip of his ears, making him itchy.

"No, this is because I have a mission." The young man's eyes were filled with water, his eyes wandering, and his hands were rubbing uneasily.

Yamato's rhetoric seemed pale even to himself, like a poor excuse.

He felt increasingly uneasy.

Lianshi seemed to have finally had enough fun. He lightly curled his lips and suddenly flicked his forehead with a curved finger.

"Well!"

Yamato's head shrank back, he covered his forehead and looked at Hasumi blankly.

"Okay, now that I'm in front of you, can you tell me your name?"

"Huh?" Yamato was stunned again.

"Well, you feel pain, right? So you're not dreaming." Lianshi nodded the boy's forehead, and he said matter-of-factly, with a joking smile on his face.

But because he looked more alive like this, Yamato looked at Hasumi blankly.

"Yes."

"Now, tell me your name." Hasumi whispered as if coaxing.

The magnetic voice reached his ears, and a tingling sensation spread from his ears to his whole body. Yamato's ears turned red again.

"Yamato."

he said softly.

"Hey, Yamato, right? I remember." Hasumi said with a smile.

When Hasumi said her name, it seemed as if it had been rolled in honey, bringing with it a hint of sweetness.

Yamato's face felt hot, and he looked away, but inadvertently glanced at the mask placed in a lotus behind Hasumi.

‘Why does it look familiar? ’

Yamato took a closer look and realized that this mask looked similar to Ren-senpai’s! No, it's exactly the same.

He recalled carefully and found that he seemed to have heard Senior Lian calling him before he passed out.

In a flash of lightning, Yamato figured everything out.

——Always teach the guy who speaks rudely to Kakashi-senpai a lesson.

——Always go on missions with Kakashi-senpai.

——The protective desire for Kakashi-senpai is surprisingly strong.

As long as Lian's true form is known, these are simply the pure paternal love of a father for his son!

"Hey, um, Hasumi-san is "Len"? Yamato asked coyly.

Hasumi turned her head and glanced at the mask that peeked out from between the petals, and said with some distress: "Ah, you discovered it, but it's a secret. You can't tell anyone else, not even Kakashi."

"Ah, okay, I will never tell anyone!"

"You're such a good boy." Hasumi touched his head. The boy narrowed his eyes and seemed to be enjoying it.

Hasumi's hand paused quietly, then continued to stroke the top of his hair.

Like a cat, Yamato.

After a while, Yeonshi opened her lips and said, "Since it was my fault, what kind of hush money should I give you?"