[Hokage] One tit for another

The soil is dead.

do you know?

When you saved me, Obito died.

Kakashi was taken aback.

I don't know what mood I am in, why I said such words, or what kind of reaction I am expecting from Kakashi.

Just to save me, I missed the last chance to save Obito's life, Kakashi, what are you thinking.

That's your friend, your companion, right?

The nightmare that was tightly entangled like maggots in the tarsus from adolescence has long since turned into an insurmountable obsession.I have never seen someone whose sadness and obsession can bloom into flowers. After breaking free from the superficial peace and restraint, the gushing pain can almost blacken a pool of clear springs.

I thought that pain would ferment more intensely.

But unexpectedly, Kakashi was silent for a while, and the deep tiredness and pain in his eyes suddenly stretched out, slowly turning into a gentle and relieved smile, as if suddenly carrying the broken moonlight into his eyes. In the eyes, there is a faint fluorescence like water.

He actually laughed...

I was stunned.

This guy……

This idiot!

Sure enough, from the very beginning, I hated this guy!

Pretending to be mature and strong, meddling in other people's business everywhere, as if willing to take all the burdens lightly.

But those pains that were higher than the mountains hung above his head, and the darkness piled up by the sea of ​​blood followed behind him, eating away at him every moment, every minute and every second.

Is it possible to pretend that all the past does not exist by holding the little yellow book all day long?

Smile and squint your eyes to hide your sadness?

Like an old puppet, his every move was bound by silk threads from the past. Instead of smoothing everything, time made him more dilapidated, and the old bruises turned into bruises and abscesses.

Is it okay to hide this kind of thing and lick it secretly?

Wrapped in a gorgeous robe to cover the wound, and continue to perform hard on the stage, can it really become an important role?Turn tragedy into comedy?

Do not make jokes!

Who cares about your persistence, your hard work, and your dedication, everyone except yourself is watching a joke!

Why is life so tragic and still laughing so tenderly!

...Won't he be in pain? !

Why are you willing to take care of others at this point?

Pain is a ferocious beast. I have seen the deepest and worst swamp, the ugliest monster, the stormy waves that seem to overturn the world, and the evil that can distort reality.

But I have never seen such a blooming sea of ​​flowers blooming from someone's pain.

Quiet and gorgeous.

Smooth out the violent lines, outline a smooth outline, let the dark ink settle, and condense the petals.

More and more blood dripped to the ground, and Kakashi staggered and fell on top of me.I caught him, but didn't look down. I just raised my head and looked at the gray sky.

This is the first one.

The first one I've ever seen that can bend pain into beautiful fools.

But those hustle and bustle of flowers have withered, all the persistence, obsession, tenderness, all the pain, all the beauty are gone.

Death smooths everything out.

To die is to die. Kakashi has done so much, what has he got?It just turned into a blank, no one has seen these magnificent sea of ​​flowers, and no one will know his efforts.He was so quiet, like countless dust, falling down.

The thick and rushing lines were crushed to pieces.The dry thick black peeled off layer by layer.

But it's weird.

In the large blank space, there is only a spider thread as thin as a hair lingering for a long time, refusing to disperse.

My heart suddenly moved.

The almost transparent line extends all the way to the cliff.

Wrapped thinly around Obito's wrist.

What an idiot.

Pretend to be so strong, do unnecessary things all day long, and take care of everyone around you like an old hen.

When death was imminent, those threads were easily broken, leaving no trace.

The last one left...isn't it still the person in memory?

The only thread that has always existed, even death cannot cut it.

Blood soaked my clothes.

"Is that person... someone important to you?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's very important." Kakashi said softly, he was not so much talking to me as he was talking to himself, or that person.

"Do you love him?" I continued to ask.

This time, Kakashi was silent for a long time.

Just when I thought he would not answer, a very light but heavy voice came from my ear.

"Love."

The blood was gurgling, and the fluffy spider silk was swaying under the sky. In a trance, I seemed to smell a fishy sweetness.

"Even if he has done so many wrong things?" I asked.

"Obito...he made a lot of mistakes." Kakashi's head rested on my chest, heavy.

All I could hear was Kakashi's hoarse and faint voice.

"But he was my best friend after all."

"Whatever he did..."

"The mistake he made is also my fault."

Love……

Is this love?

Even though the man cheated him for 18 years, the first thing he felt when he was found alive was joy.

Even if the other party killed the teacher and tried to destroy the world, even if that person has been deeply cruel to him.

Even...he had to hold the determination to kill the other party.

But he still loves him.

Don't ask for results, don't need anything in return, even if you know you shouldn't love, your heart still beats uncontrollably for the other party.My own world revolves with another person, even if I spend my whole life paying homage... there is no way to stop this feeling.

It's not about wanting or not wanting, but about being able or not.

—Even if you don’t want to love, you still have to love.

I seem to... understand a little bit.

Knowing that all it brings is endless sorrow and sorrow, and obviously not getting any benefit or happiness from it, but there is no way to break free, no way to leave that person alone.

... even willing to give up everything for a person who obviously has no sparkle.

Even if she said in her heart that she hated him a thousand times or ten thousand times and didn't care about him, she still acted just for one ridiculous wish of his.

It seems that my mood, behavior, and thoughts do not belong to me, but revolve around that person.

What a ridiculous feeling.

It actually allowed me to do this.

"What's that girl's name?" I asked without beginning or end.

But Kakashi seemed to understand, and gently spit out a name: "Lin."

Lin, I remember.

Although the name doesn't really mean anything to me, I still asked a lot.

The body in his arms completely lost strength and went limp.

The spider's thread in the air is broken and gone with the wind.

My mind seemed to go blank, and before I had time to think about anything, I had already crossed Kakashi's body and pulled out my Taidao from behind him.

Blood splattered, mottled the blade, and the furious thunder roared, tearing the sky apart.

The rushing thunder light illuminated the darkness, and Uchiha Madara's shocked expression was very clear in my eyes.He was struck by lightning just now, his armor was broken, and he looked a little embarrassed.He obviously didn't expect my speed to be so fast, and he didn't even have time to return to the defense, so he could only retreat hastily.

At the last moment, Madara had no choice but to raise his hand to deflect my sword, allowing the sword to stab straight into his shoulder, avoiding the fatal blow, and was able to escape.

This time, it was no longer the flying debris of dirty soil that splashed on my face, but stained blood on the blade.

It mixed with Kakashi's blood and flowed down the sharp blade.

Kakashi, I owe you my life and I will pay it back.

I will pay back what is due, anyway, there is no difference between one life and two lives.

Itachi finally came to my side.

The Amaterasu giant waved the ten-fist sword, creating a hurricane.

Madara jumped back, half of his shoulder was bleeding profusely, but his movements were still incredibly quick, and he retreated far away in an instant.

"Ms. Kakashi!" Naruto yelled and rushed over. He looked at Kakashi who was lying in a pool of blood in disbelief, then at me, and blinked blankly, "Sasuke, this is how……"

I look up.

Naruto's voice stopped abruptly.

He stood two steps away from me, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he stared at me blankly. The hand that subconsciously wanted to grab my shoulder hovered in mid-air, as if the whole person was still for a moment.

"...Sasuke?"

After a while, Naruto murmured my name with a hint of caution.

Itachi also looked at me quietly, frowning.

I don't know if it's Kakashi's blood or the spot's blood on my face, it meanders down my forehead and wets my eyelashes.

"...I'm fine." I said softly.

Again, always.

Every time.

It's obviously not me.

It's you who have something to do, right?

"Kakashi is dead." I told them.

There was no trace of the spider's thread in the air anymore.

Whether it was Obito's side or Kakashi's side, there was only silence left.

Naruto was silent for a while, then lowered his head, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes.I couldn't see his expression clearly, I just watched the thick black halo.

Naruto knelt down silently, half picked up Kakashi, measured his breath, and touched his chest.The tachi that belongs to me is so sharp, and the wound it caused is so small that it can hardly be seen under the cover of the clothes, but there is blood sticky everywhere that I don't know where it came from.

Maybe not long ago, the blood from the heart could be gushing out in large gushes, but now, the blood doesn't even have the strength to erupt, and it just flows quietly, as if it will never end.

Do you want to feel the residual heat of your heart, or do you want to block the wound?I have no idea.

All I know is that Naruto's hand on Kakashi's chest was stained with blood, his fingers trembled suddenly, and then he clenched into a fist, with black blood oozing from his fingers.

Minato silently put his hand on Naruto's shoulder, and looked down at Kakashi lying there with him.

It seemed that everyone was silent, even Torima, who liked to say inappropriate words with a stinky face, became very quiet.

But Madara obviously didn't give us extra time to be silent, as if the shoulder that was cut by me didn't have the slightest effect at all, and the completion of the plan made him extremely excited.

Madara didn't know what kind of mark was formed, the ten tails who had been suppressed by Itachi and Hashirama just now suddenly went berserk and broke free from the shackles of Mu Dun.The body of Ten-Tails continued to morph and expand, from a giant beast with ten tails to a towering tree.

Giant trees with huge flowers blooming at the top point to the zenith.

The gray sky was completely silent, and the last ray of the sun's afterglow disappeared. Maybe this giant tree broke through the thick clouds all the time.

The moon emerged from behind the cloud.

The author has something to say: A little angel asked Kakashi what it means to bloom, and that's it.Everyone else's pain is ugly, only Kakashi turns his pain into something beautiful.Because he is indeed a mature and gentle good man.Erdan and Brother Weasel are not included in this list.

And what Erdan and Kakashi are talking about is love in a broad sense. [serious face]

The progress of Kakashi's strategy is 100%, and the achievement [Ten Years of Life and Death] is achieved, becoming the third person to obtain the achievement cg.

Finally, in the past few days until the end of the text, I will keep the daily update, and update it on time at 8 am every day.