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

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The young man looked condescendingly at the trembling man on the ground: "You actually slander your companions behind their backs. Are you considered an ANBU?"

Really, during his absence, this kind of garbage appeared to bully Kakashi.

A trace of displeasure flashed through his blue eyes, and he rubbed the man's abdomen harder with his feet.

"I'm so sorry." The man groaned in pain, curled up and said tremblingly.

"It's okay if you know you're wrong."

"If you let me hear you next time, I won't let you off so easily."

The fox mask still looked smiling, but it caused great fear in the man.

The man nodded like a fool, hoping that the young man would let him go soon.

"knocking"

"Len, we have a mission." Kakashi knocked on the door of the training room and stood at the door and said.

Because Ren's back was turned to him, Kakashi was unable to see Ren's terrifying side, which could be called an evil spirit Rakshasa.

Only the man on the ground continued to tremble.

Lian turned her head and her tone became bright again: "Here you go."

1

After the mission was completed, Kakashi said to me:

"Um, Lian, I have something to ask you. Can you wait for me in the training room?"

I'm OK."

I thought to myself that he might have come to me for extra training. After being beaten up by me, Kakashi also started to improve.

As expected, a man of the Hatake family still needs to use a sword! What's the point of always using the Sharingan? Are you going to change your name to Uchiha Kakashi?

However, what I didn't expect was that Kakashi entered the training room not holding a knife, but handed me a beautifully wrapped gift box.

I wondered: "What is this?"

"Chocolate." He lifted the mask up and said slightly unnaturally.

"Apprenticeship ceremony?" I said hesitantly.

"No!" Kakashi shouted, his fair skin suddenly stained with red. "Today is Valentine's Day, isn't it?"

"so?"

"These are Valentine's Day chocolates," he whispered, the tips of his ears bleeding red.

For a moment, I didn’t know who Kakashi loved. Was it Hasumi? Or Lian? Kakashi, you moved your position too quickly!

But why is it all me? !

Kakashi looked at me seriously with his eyes: "I like you, Hasumi."

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heard.

Like thunder exploding in his ears, Hasumi stiffened and remained silent for a long time.

The two looked at each other, like some kind of silent confrontation.

In the end, Lianshi couldn't bear to look away. He lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes covered the surging emotions in his eyes.

Kakashi's fingers hanging by his side curled up slightly. In this uncomfortable silence, he was so nervous that his breathing was slightly lighter than usual. The heavy atmosphere also made him feel like he could hardly breathe.

a long time.

Hasumi suddenly took off her mask, and a smile appeared on her face: "I love you, Kakashi."

Kakashi's breath froze, and his eyes suddenly seemed to be filled with starlight.

But Hasumi's next words sent Kakashi into the abyss.

"It's just the love between relatives."

"It's impossible for me to promise you, Kakashi." Hasumi's tone was soft, as if she was afraid of hurting Kakashi's heart, but the content of her words was so heartless.

"Really?" Kakashi slowly showed a pale smile.

"You've been avoiding me these days because you've noticed my feelings, right?" He wrapped his arms around Lianshi's waist and buried himself in Lianshi's arms, his eyes red with grievance.

And Hasumi should have pushed him away. If she wanted to reject him cruelly, she would have to be so heartless and leave no hope at all.

But Hasumi looked at the young man's reddish eyes, but she didn't push him away after all.

Is it love? But what kind of love can produce infinite pity?

Hasumi himself gradually became confused.

"Yes."

Hasumi looked past Kakashi in her arms to the direction of the curse spirit, as if this was the only way to continue to strengthen her love for her lover who died young.

Kakashi's expression suddenly turned pale, his black eyes darkened slightly, and his tone was cold: "Are you still thinking about him?"

"Who?"

There was doubt in Hasumi's eyes.

"My father." He said softly: "'Konoha White Fang', Hatake Sakumo."

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"You know?" I asked in surprise.

Kakashi was still too young at the time, and Sakumo and I didn't make our relationship public because of our age gap. I thought Kakashi probably didn't know.

"Yes." Kakashi nodded lightly, "After all, there is no one who can take care of someone's son for more than ten years just as an 'old friend of his father'."

I was speechless and silent for a long time, then I opened my lips and said, "Yes, I am Sakumo's lover, so I treat you as my own son, Kakashi."

"At least, we have an adoptive father-son relationship."

"No, we don't have any written relationship at all." Kakashi looked at me with dead fish eyes, "If you haven't forgotten how you shamelessly stayed at my house."

‘Mistake! ’ A drop of cold sweat rolled down my forehead.

Yes, logically speaking, I am Sakumo's lover, which is equivalent to Kakashi's stepfather. Rounding it off, Kakashi is my adopted son. I have believed in the father-son relationship for more than ten years, but I didn't expect that I even forgot to change it for Kakashi. Household registration!

Ah, then, wouldn’t I have been living in the Kakashi family for so many years, unjustly and unjustly?

Kakashi said coldly: "We have no relationship. If we have to say it, we are at most cohabitants, landlords and tenants, or friends who depend on each other."

I tugged at the corner of my mouth weakly, staring at Kakashi with complex green eyes.

"Kakashi, you are Sakumo's son," I said palely.

He is the eldest son of Bai Yueguang, who died young and is now the tool of the magic spirit!

I have enslaved and oppressed his father for more than ten years and my conscience has been very bad. If I have a father-son donburi now, I will really have no limit.

Kakashi looked at me persistently, the young man's sincere affection surging in his heterochromatic eyes, like a burning flame, almost scalding me.

My fingers holding the chocolate tightened involuntarily, crumpling the wrapping paper of the shell.

I closed my eyes hard, and when I raised them again, I sighed: "I know."

I pulled off Kakashi's mask, and his true face that had been hidden for many years was revealed before my eyes.

It was a handsome face with a scar that pierced through his left eye, but it made him look like a Venus with a broken arm, with a more incomplete beauty. As a male, the scar was even sharp, with With the sharp light of the sword.

The beauty mark on his chin is like a finishing touch, adding a touch of charm to the boy's handsomeness.

Kakashi's fair complexion has turned crimson. I put my hands on his shoulders and leaned slightly, and the metaphor was already clear.

A look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he quickly closed his eyes obediently, his long eyelashes trembling lightly.

I leaned forward and kissed his lips.

4

The lips parted, and there was a thread of ambiguity between their lips.

"You agreed?" Kakashi asked.

His face was still flushed, and it was the first time he tried such a passionate and deep kiss, which almost made him breathless.

‘Looks like she looks better than before’

Hasumi thought subconsciously, and soon he came back to his senses.

Hasumi raised a wicked smile: "What if I say no?"

"Then you kissed me again?!" Kakashi opened his eyes wide with a look of shame and anger. He stammered: "That was my first kiss."

Hasshi raised her hand and wiped the glitter at the corner of his mouth with her fingertips, making his red lips seem to be coated with a layer of lip gloss, giving them a crystal-clear luster.

Kakashi looked at him affectionately, Hasumi lightly bit his seductive lips, and whispered in his ear like a lover: "So?"

"You want me to take charge?"

He asked back like this. Kakashi has always been a smart man. He understood the meaning behind Hasumi's words. He asked in a hoarse voice: "You don't want to be responsible, do you?"

There was a hint of bright red at the end of his eyes, like delicate roses, whether it was emotion or grievance.

"Well, because I'm a scumbag, like the new, hate the old, and spend too much time in love."

Hasumi's voice was still soft as he said, "He is not worthy of a good person like Kakashi."

"Even if I am really with you, I will only eat you up and wipe you clean, and then abandon you ruthlessly."

Hasumi's fingertips traced across Kakashi's chest, bringing a subtle tickling sensation along the nerves to Kakashi's brain, with a distinct sense of presence. Kakashi bit his lower lip and lowered his head to cover his forbearance. look.

Hasumi said coaxingly: "It's better to continue to maintain the relationship with the family, so that I will always be by Kakashi's side."

‘But in your eyes, I will always be just a child’

Kakashi's mind was filled with thoughts. He looked at the person opposite him who was whispering as if coaxing a child. At this moment, he completely broke free from the shackles in his heart.

He held Hasumi's wrist unbearably and looked into his eyes: "Then let's give it a try."

Kakashi didn't want to lose him, but he couldn't bear to be treated like a child by him forever.

"what?"

"I mean, at least give it a try. Maybe it's me who makes you reluctant to leave me in the end."

"Let me try."

He repeated it.

Kakashi leaned forward and kissed the corner of Hasumi's lips. Hasumi couldn't dodge and was kissed by him.

Hasumi looked back at Kakashi in surprise.

"Kakashi, you"

Hasumi covered the corners of her mouth and wanted to push him away, but Kakashi put his face against Hasumi's chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"Your heartbeat is obviously much faster than usual."

Kakashi raised his eyes, his eyes full of smile: "Your heart is beating for me."

He complained: "You obviously have feelings for me. Since you are a scumbag, don't push me away!"

Hasshi shot himself in the foot. He frowned and said dryly: "I have other lovers."

"I know." Kakashi said: "Uchiha Shisui, and the guys from Yu no Kuni, right?"

"I still remember that when I was a child, you would occasionally have a special smell of cigarette smoke. It smelled very good, fresh and refreshing with a hint of mint coolness. But since my father died, I have never smelled that smell on you again. It smells like cigarette smoke.”

Kakashi said calmly, "Even if I didn't understand it at the time, I am no longer an ignorant child now."

"After you came back from the Kingdom of Yu, you carried the smell of smoke again. Although the smell became very weak as time went by, Parker could smell it."

Kakashi's expression was mixed with a hint of pain. He took Hasumi's hand and placed a cautious kiss on his wrist. The force was even gentler than a butterfly lingering on his fingertips: "If they can do it, then I can do it too." I don’t plan to endure it any longer.”

"As for the others one day, I will make you willing to give them up."

5

After finally coaxing away the emotional Kakashi, Hasumi sighed tiredly.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the chocolate in his hand, pursed his lips and said, "Go back and eat it for whoever you want."

Hasumi would never touch it anyway.

He sighed again and turned around to look at the Curse Spirit with a dull expression for a while.

"Aren't you going to say something? Sakumo?"

Hasumi stroked the curse spirit's cheek and whispered.

The cursed spirit remained silent, as silent as a stone statue.

Hasumi narrowed her eyes and whispered: "Even so, there is still no response?"

"If you keep doing this, I might fall in love with someone else one day. Doesn't it matter?"

Hasumi's face, as beautiful as a young man, showed fatigue, and he said almost bitterly.

""

If the person standing here was a silver-haired man, he would definitely jump up in response, hug his young lover, and sob pitifully: "You don't love me anymore? Do you dislike me for being an uncle?"

Or he said murderously: "It doesn't matter, I will kill the third person who makes you tempted to let him know that 'White Fang' is not dull yet."

But the cursed spirit has no reason, it doesn't listen, and stands motionless.

Seeing this, Hasumi laughed instead, her scorching beauty was dazzling, with a hint of twisted malice: "It doesn't matter, your soul is in my hands, I will let you come back to me again."