[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

In front of everyone, Konoha's mainstay, Kakashi Hatake, was surrounded by a wall of passionate fans.

"Boy, sell me your clothes."

"Asshole, don't fight with me!"

"Obviously I was the first, so you can make a price!"

Feeling the ardent enthusiasm of the fans, his face hidden under the mask was startled, and then he twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.

——What kind of gathering is this?

Kakashi lost his expression instantly.

Seeing that the quarrel nearby was getting more intense and almost starting to get into a fight, he sighed deeply and decided to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

"Um, I'm sorry." He waved his hand, and his only exposed black eyes also had a lazy smile, "This is not for sale-"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the crowd.

After using the teleportation technique all the way back home, changing his shoes through the entrance, and locking the door tightly, Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

He took off the green vest that showed his identity as a ninja, and glanced at the signature on the back sadly.

——Chun Qin.

He said silently in his heart.

The sudden bright light, the bright smile, the faint scent of lilies... the memory came back again at this moment, leaving a scarlet mark in his mind.

"A beautiful girl who comes only once in three thousand years", the slogan on the billboard doesn't seem to be too much.

Thinking like this, he deeply despised Asuma for his lust for friends.

Such a troublesome thing will definitely not happen again.

When he was cleaning the house in the evening, the vest with a vermilion signature caught his eye again. He hesitated again and again, but instead of throwing it into the washing machine, he hung it on a hanger and stuffed it into the corner of the closet.

>>>

The next morning, birds were parked and jumping among the treetops, emitting some crisp chirps. In the shadow of the trees, star spots of light are projected on the ground, and the air is filled with the atmosphere of comfort and peace.

In the tranquility, the sound of brisk footsteps gradually approached, and the birds on the ground also sensed it, and suddenly flew towards the branches not far away.

Sasami, who rarely got up early, was looking around curiously.

Hashirama's wish seems to have taken root in this land.

Recalling Hashirama's sincere smile and thinking of the fact that he was already dead, she lowered her eyes and felt a bit of sadness in her heart.

After so many years, Konoha is naturally very different from the era she lived in.

She looked at the road that was completely different from what she remembered and felt a headache.

——Where did Tobirama's research laboratory move to?

Half-heartedly, although she agreed to Obito's request, she didn't take it to heart. For her, the research materials she left with Tobirama are the highest priority at the moment.

"Have you continued what was promised back then, Tobirama-kun?" she murmured.

Regardless of whether Tobirama continues her in-depth study of spiritual transformation or not, she is ready to do something big.

She was indeed an organized Konoha ninja, but many years later, she disappeared together with the body of the "traitor". Even if she was not registered as a traitorous ninja, Konoha would never treat it as nothing happened.

If he showed up rashly, he would probably be locked up in a small dark room, and maybe have a thrilling date with Konoha's torture officers...?

Immersed in strange imagination, her expression became a little subtle.

"...Miss Chunqin."

The call sounded familiar, and it immediately pulled her out of her weird and bad thoughts.

She raised her eyes and looked straight over.

"...Uchiha-kun?" Her voice was slightly confused.

Standing in front of her was Itachi Uchiha, who was hired to escort her two years ago. Two years have passed. Not only has he grown taller, his complexion has become calmer, and he looks even less like a boy of the same age.

The not-so-distant memory resurfaced in front of her eyes, and she was stunned for a moment before showing a business smile again.

"It's rare to meet again after a long separation, but you still have such an unlovable expression. Are you still angry with me, Uchiha-kun?"

"..."

Itachi said nothing, just stared at her quietly.

It wasn't until the atmosphere made even her feel a little embarrassed that he finally spoke and said, "I know you are going to perform recently..."

Recently, even the billboards near the village entrance have been replaced with her face.

——It’s more difficult not to know.

Uchiha Itachi thought.

"Have you come to see my performance?" She asked with a smile, not paying attention to his silence.

"...No." The dark, dark eyes turned to her, flashing as if apologetically, "At that time, I happened to have other tasks...I'm sorry."

The gap between the family and the village is getting wider and wider, and the struggle between the two forces makes his eyebrows more and more heavy.

Looking at his gloomy face, Sasami couldn't help but sigh.

"They are both Uchiha, but you and that child are really completely different." She sighed.

A rare trace of hesitation appeared on Itachi's cheek, "You mean, Uchiha Obito?"

He still remembered her sad expression as if she was crying when she asked about "Uchiha Obito".

Does she know that Uchiha Obito is dead...

Thinking of this, a trace of inexplicable pity flashed in his heart.

"He is different from you." Recalling Obito's misunderstanding of her, a smile appeared on her lips, "He only looks at the surface when doing things and always thinks too little. And you..."

She stretched out her right hand and gently touched the top of Itachi's head.

"You look like you're thinking too much, Uchiha-kun."

"Next time we meet, please smile at me...?"

>>>

Sasami was in a good mood after successfully touching the long, silky hair she had coveted for so long.

——With such soft long hair, Uchiha-kun must be a very gentle person.

She was vaguely aware of Itachi's emotions. However, the relationship between the two was still shallow, and they were far from confiding their feelings to each other, so she had no choice but to politely leave first.

She kept walking and continued to execute her original plan.

——Bastard Qianju Tobirama, where the hell did you hide the research materials!

She stood on the unfamiliar street and stamped her feet angrily.

The last time she got lost on the way to find Tobirama, it was Kagami who helped her.

If Jing was still alive, he would have turned into a bald middle-aged uncle at this time... no, an uncle.

Her thoughts spread out, and her eyes wandered unconsciously among the crowd.

Suddenly, a subtle reflection caught her eye.

Following the source of the beam, she glanced there.

"...Is this?" She opened her eyes in shock.

After confirming again that she had read correctly, she was surprised to find——

The light that flashed in her eyes came from the viviennewestwood keychain that once belonged to her.

——Wasn't this thing left by her in Madara's old house when she ran away with him? !

She thought in confusion, before she had time to worry too much, she rushed forward and took the hand holding the keychain.

"?!"

The man whose hand she held—no, just a taller boy—turned his head with the same astonishment.

"……mirror?"