Naruto: The Story of Kakashi: Skull of the Sea of ​​Blood

This was Kakashi's first participation in the fireworks festival as an adult, and it was like a world away.

Wearing a fox mask, he walked amidst a crowd of strangers. Wearing a dark blue yukata with his arms folded, he observed the world around him through the holes in his eyes.

Everyone around them is happy, smiles are on their faces, there are friends and families, holidays are like this, and there are very few alone. And he, the minority that has been few for twenty-eight years, is it lucky or unfortunate?

He vaguely remembers when he was a child, when his father was still there. Every time there is a fireworks festival, his father will take him with him, his father is very gentle, always smiling, will watch him running around behind him, and will silently touch the top of his head when he envies other children with their mothers.

Those days were really good, so good that every time I felt pain in my heart, I couldn't help but reminisce about it, so as to show that I was also loved.

With his friends by his side, Kakashi looked at the bouncing children in fascination, and the faces of those children seemed to become his, Rin's, and Obito.

Lin is always smiling, she doesn't seem to be troubled, the smile is on the corners of her mouth, she is a very bright girl. And Obito always seems to be angry, he knows that it is because Obito's competitive spirit is strong and he is not comparable to himself in all aspects.

Kakashi let out a low laugh as he looked up at the sky, where sparse stars were scattered.

Obito, in fact, you are very strong, really.

You were the only person I faced as an opponent at the time.

He said in his heart.

Fishing for goldfish, dancing, eating apple candy, these are all things that girls and children like to do, and he lacks interest as a big man in his twenties.

Sitting down casually on a bench in front of a shop, Kakashi was bored until a delicate figure in lilac came into his eyes before he came back to his senses.

Lingxi pulled a white-clothed boy with a cold face through the crowd, the girl's face was full of pleasure, and a small face looked back and forth curiously.

She pulled the boy in white to fish for goldfish, although the boy's face was full of impatience, but his eyes could not deceive people, and the gentleness under his eyes was almost uncontained, and he rippled like a circle of water.

Kakashi sighed, feeling a faint sense of loss in his heart.

When he saw the hydrangea played by the girl in the young man's hand, his eyes gradually darkened.

Most of the feelings in this world are like this, some people are happy and some are worried, love this thing is never just about the two sides only each other's double arrows, there will always be one or more involved, high-profile competition, or secretly sad. And love seems to be only about both parties identifying each other, and any one or more participants are still unwavering and desolate.

They like each other....

It seems to be good, like a flower-like person at a flower-like age, they are very compatible no matter how they look at it. Unlike himself, half a life of loneliness, how can he sweeten others.

But the heart is still faintly painful, and I feel a little wronged.

Kakashi looked up at the moon, a wry smile on his lips behind the fox mask.

It is a full moon, hanging in the sky like a silver platter, both bright and lonely.

The fish dragon dance is the grand finale of the annual fireworks festival in the sea of flowers, strong and powerful men wearing tengu masks, uniform white robes, and the long pole held high has beautifully sewn fish dragon lanterns, they either go in circles or go straight, waving long poles, exquisite fish dragon lanterns fly up and down, as if real.

The children ran happily after the group, clapping their hands and shouting, laughing.

In the midst of this bustle, passing through so many people, Kakashi saw the Spirit Rhinoceros again. She stood beside the boy in white, carrying a carp palace lamp in her hand. The light reflected her peach blossom-like face, and the beauty was very unreal.

People, you can always find someone you like at a glance in the crowd. It seems that the person has a radar on her, as long as it is within range, even if there are layers of walls to block her, she can be found accurately.

The four eyes are facing each other, and there are some sparks flickering in the eyes.

Reihi smiled at him across the crowd, while Kakashi only bowed silently.

I want to cross the crowd and walk straight to you, no matter who you stand by, I want to grab your hand, elope with you, and take you to escape.

However, however....

The hand tightened unconsciously, the nails pinched the white mark in the palm, and Kakashi avoided her gaze and turned away, disappearing into the crowd.

The fireworks exploded in the night without warning, as if a blood-colored flower gradually bloomed, and the smell of gunsmoke entered his nose, and he couldn't help but cough.

A fragrant gardenia was raised to Kakashi's nose just right, and the aroma of the gardenia suddenly diluted the smell of gunsmoke. Kakashi turned his head, and the girl in a lilac yukata was looking at him with a smile, her eyes shining with a slightly proud light, as if to say that I can find you wherever you escape.

It's just that the girl didn't speak, and after rudely stuffing the flower into his hand, she concentrated on admiring the fireworks, and the fireworks on the sky were gradually enriched, colorful, like flowers, like shooting stars, like blizzards, like his broken heart...

At this moment, the silver-haired man stood side by side with the girl, looking up at the clusters of fireworks.

I wish that time would stand still, there was only you and me in this world, only the chirping of fireworks in my ears, only the beauty of the moment in my eyes.

The world is so noisy, others are so lively. And he was alone, quiet and silent, hiding in the depths of the fireworks the loneliest.