[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Kakashi's Jonin exam ended without any risk.Although he suffered some injuries, fortunately, it was not serious. His short and slender figure stood out from the crowd of adults, and his tall, straight and cold appearance was impressive.

The examiner who presided over the exam said that the pass list would be announced in three days. Although he had already guessed that the result would not be given on the spot, Kakashi was still a little bit disappointed.

Of course, this loss could not be seen from his face, he just looked away expressionlessly, and looked at the cherry-haired boy in the stands.

Fei Shi was originally sizing up the third generation and several elite jounin on the jury table, but he noticed it the moment Kakashi looked at him, and turned his head to meet his gaze.

Kakashi's heart tightened, and he quietly clenched his hands rather anxiously, recalling whether he had behaved badly just now.

The assessment of Jōnin is actually very complicated. It not only requires a certain number of completed tasks and levels, but also requires that the participating ninjas have excellent strength, leadership, judgment, and intelligence gathering capabilities... All kinds of qualities are indispensable, and the assessment is quite important. Complicated and rigorous ultra-difficult exams.

The test that Kakashi just completed is the last and most important test of combat effectiveness in the form of a battle.

He's done pretty well.

Fei Shi calmly nodded to him, silently affirming him.

Almost immediately, the young man's eyes, which were originally as dark as stagnant water, brightened and burst into dazzling light, as if he had come to life in an instant, his brows and eyes softly bent the dead fish's eyes into crescent moons.

Crimson eyes stared at him for a while, then Kakashi became shy again belatedly, unable to look at him at all, turned his head back with red ears, and continued to listen to the chief examiner's explanation Forbearance.

Fei Shi's brows and eyes were slightly relaxed, and he turned around to leave when he was not paying attention - he used the Flying Thunder God to rush back during the mission, and it's best to go back before no one finds out.

But before he took two steps, there were a few low-pitched, strange voices in his ears.

"Look at that brat, he's smiling so disgustingly at people, he really thinks he's a character."

"That's right, people didn't even pay attention to him at all."

"White Fang's son... oh."

The malicious comments continued, but the pace of the cherry-haired boy began to slow down, and finally came to an abrupt stop.

He tilted his head slightly, and the delicate face that seemed to have been touched by a god lost his calm at some point, revealing the coldness embedded in his bones.The blue eyes are clear and deep, both deep and creepy, but also cold as if looking at a dead person.

He stood there, as if looking down on the ants from a high level, indifferent to their emotions, life and death, and everything.

The few ninjas who had been observing him all felt a chill.

They don't understand, just to get the attention of this beautiful person, why they get such a terrifying stare.

Fei Shi looked at the apprehensive and terrified faces of these people, and was a little too lazy to maintain his calm mask.

Although the apathetic patient who played the role of the gardener did not feel any emotion such as anger, he deeply understood how long such vicious words would make his little flower, who was strong on the surface and sensitive in heart, sad.

That person is always used to keeping everything in his heart and taking all his mistakes on his shoulders. Sometimes people really want to care about him but they can't do anything.

Fei Shi thought, he can't stay by the other party's side to protect him all the time, but at least he can decide what kind of voice his little flower will hear.

Just like the future Hatake Kakashi did for that kid not to be called a "monster".

Uchiha Feishi, who was thinking like this, walked towards them step by step amidst the stunned and helpless reactions of several young people, and without hesitation put aside the task of waiting for him to save the field a minute ago back.

……

A few minutes later, in the small woods that are most suitable for doing bad things since ancient times.

The cherry-haired boy sat lazily on the tree, with one leg hanging and the other bent, his right arm resting on his knee, and he was playing with a shuriken in his hand. People felt gnashed their teeth: "Is no one standing up?"

Under the tree, the young people who had their mandibular joints removed with precise force were salivating in humiliation, and their bones were aching. They all looked at him with fear in their eyes, and no one spoke.

"You are all elites who can get the qualifications to watch the Jnin Exam." Fei Shi said dully, and jumped down from the tree lightly, "It's too disappointing to only have this level."

He paused, and condescendingly scanned the youths around, his ruthless gaze as if looking at some stain made them tremble involuntarily.

"The pain on the bones is the most unforgettable. For the sake of being a Konoha ninja, I didn't remove the joints of your whole body. So I hope you are smarter and don't be like flies in the future. Tongue bitch, practice more for Konoha's future."

The unknown founder, who witnessed Konoha's growth with his own eyes, said this, and threw the hidden weapon in his hand casually. It seemed a coincidence that it happened to wipe the most precious eyes of a white-eyed young man and flew over, leaving a bloodstain in the corner of his eyes , It also made his face faintly blue.

Fei Shi glanced at him indifferently, and said in a calm voice, "After all, the boy you laughed at has already shouldered the pain of that year, leaving you far behind."

There was a suffocating silence in the woods for a while.

Bored, Fei Shi took the Taidao he had put by the tree—the one he had put there before he began to teach these people a lesson—looking up at the sky, and left here.

He didn't go far, turned into a secluded alley and wanted to launch the Flying Thunder God, but at the last moment, he suddenly stopped, and his deep eyes shot behind him coldly: "Who?"

Minato, who was hiding behind the wall, was startled, and then came out with a wry smile, scratching his cheek unnaturally: "Um... sorry, I saw you and the others going out, and I was a little worried, so I just..."

Seeing that it was Minato who was following him, even Fei Shi was slightly taken aback, subconsciously put away his indifferent look, and his eyes became peaceful.

Minato took a panoramic view of his changes, and for some reason, suddenly felt a burst of joy for no reason.

...It seems that in front of this boy, he will always become more emotional.

Minato thought this way, but his eyes softened, his blue eyes were indescribably warm and clear, and he said softly, "Are you not hurt?"

Fei Shi looked at him silently and shook his head silently.

"Fei Shi is very powerful. With one-to-many, he was unscathed."

Minato's expression softened: "Among the few people just now, there was a ninja from the Hinata family. I was very worried when I saw him using Baguazhang. Fortunately, you are fine."

Fei Shi's eyes were dark, he stared at his clear and bright blue eyes, and after a long time he looked away without showing emotion, and said with an indistinguishable expression: "I haven't put that level of Baguazhang in my eyes yet. "

Not to mention that he has experienced the Warring States Period and met Patriarch Hyuga in its heyday, but the childhood sweetheart Uzumaki Sunflower who grew up with him is known as the most talented soft boxing genius in a century.

Fighting with such a person every day, his perception of Rouquan is naturally different from ordinary people.

The young man said something rather arrogant indifferently, this appearance made Minato amused, he couldn't help laughing, his tone was very conniving, and he even said dotingly: "Yes, Fei Shi is the most powerful."

Fei Shi paused, turned his head to look at him blankly, and felt more or less helpless at the change in the way the two get along.

The boy who used to be dissatisfied with always treating him like a child has now grown into such a calm and gentle appearance.

Fei Shi thought this way, but his expression was a little indifferent, he turned around and wanted to use the instant body technique to leave, and find another place to cast Flying Thunder God.

"Fei Shi!" Sudden voice of Minato came from behind him again, Fei Shi stopped and turned around, looking at the blond young man calmly, waiting for him to speak.

Minato stood at the entrance of the alley and looked at him from afar, with deep and complicated eyes.

"Did we... know each other before?" After a while, he spoke softly, with an unknown emotion in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

Fei Shi looked at him quietly for a long time before slowly shaking his head under his focused gaze.

"No." He looked straight into his eyes, and his tone was neither sad nor happy, "We've never known each other before."

At night, the dusty Hoshi returned to his and Kakashi's apartment, and he couldn't help sighing softly when he closed the door.

"What's wrong?" Kakashi in casual clothes poked his head out from the sofa, "You look tired."

"It's nothing, something unexpected happened." Fei Shi said with a normal expression, with a pair of gentle eyes like the sea playing back in front of him, so he didn't notice Kakashi's eyes flickering slightly when he said this, and took the furniture Then he walked towards the bathroom, "I'll take a shower first."

"Hurry up, I've been making dinner for a while, and I don't want to heat it up."

Kakashi ordered lazily, and when he saw Feishi nodded and entered the bathroom, he picked up the scroll on the other side and read it again, but he only read a few lines when Feishi came out of the shower.

The two teenagers (?) had dinner face to face, after which Kakashi drove Feishi to rest and contracted the dishwashing job himself.

Hishi, who hadn't done any work, made black tea, took a book and sat down at the low table, looked at Kakashi's back from behind, held the tea and sighed: "You are so virtuous, Kakashi."

"The word virtuous should not be used to describe a man." Kakashi said speechlessly, his hands kept moving, revealing the bandages under the loose sleeves indistinctly.

Suddenly, there was a warm breath coming from behind, and a pair of white jade-like hands stretched out from the side, grabbing his wrist and rolling up his sleeves.

Kakashi was taken aback, and turned his head to look at the face close at hand like a frightened little animal, his face flushed a little.

The current posture is as if Fei Shi is holding him in his arms from behind, making the smell of his body linger on the tip of his nose.

Kakashi stared at the glowing face close at hand, swallowed unconsciously, and then unnaturally wanted to break free: "Why, it's just a small injury, don't worry about it."

"You can't be careless about minor injuries." Fei Shi looked down at the faint bloodstains on the bandage, and finally stretched out his hand to perform the Immortal Palm Technique, began to treat Kakashi, and then drove him out of the kitchen expressionlessly.

Kakashi touched his nose behind him, and sat down obediently where Hishi was originally sitting, staring at the place on his cup where his lips should meet in a daze, thinking of something, his ears were slightly hot.

After everything was tidied up, Hoshi lay down on the laid mattress and read a book—he knew it was not a good habit, but it didn’t matter if he just read it for a while—when he was feeling sleepy, Kakashi, who had just finished taking a shower, He stepped on his mattress and moved over.

Fei Shi felt the moisture on his body all of a sudden, shifted his gaze and asked, "Is your hair still dry——"

Before he finished speaking, he was suppressed by Kakashi even with the book.

Feeling the wet touch by his ears, the cherry-haired boy rescued the book from between the two of them expressionlessly, and said dumbly, "You did it on purpose."

The silver-haired boy who seemed to be playing a prank on purpose did not answer.

He was silent for a while, wrapped his hands around Fei Shi's waist lightly, sniffed his neck lightly, and said softly, "...I just can't wait to see you."

His rare and candid appearance caused surprise to appear on Fei Shi's face, and he turned his head to see his expression.

At this time, Kakashi strengthened his hands, and buried his face firmly into his shoulders and necks, resisting to let him see his own face, but the flushed white ears betrayed his true mood.

"What's the matter?" Now it was Fei Shi's turn to ask this question, something was obviously wrong with his little flower, "It's abnormal to be so clingy to me all of a sudden, Kakashi."

"...It's not abnormal at all." Kakashi said vaguely, rubbing Hishi's cheek lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm just... just very happy."

He slowly raised his eyelids, revealing eyes with strange emotions, his immature but already handsome face faintly reveals touching love, his expression is moving and warm, but also faintly unspeakable bitterness.

"Actually, you don't need to do this, just let them talk."

He said softly, lowering his gaze, the corners of his lips curled up sadly.

Fei Shi was taken aback for a moment, and then there was a flash of understanding in his eyes: "Minato——Master Shuimen, did he tell you?"

The unsteady Kakashi didn't notice the change in his title, glanced to the side, and gave a soft "hmm", his fair skin was unknowingly stained pink.

Fei Shi let out a soft breath, stretched out his hand to hold Kakashi in his arms, then stood up holding him, and suddenly changed the subject: "Actually, I asked the third generation before I came, and he gave me affirmation." Answer."

Kakashi was taken aback, and it took a few seconds for him to realize what he was talking about. Suppressing his complacency and joy, he said uncertainly, "You mean...?"

Fei Shi looked directly at him calmly, his eyes could be called gentle: "That's right. Congratulations, Hatake Jonobu."

Kakashi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he clenched his fists vigorously. His exquisite eyebrows and eyes faded from dead silence, and were dyed with dazzling vigor: "Great! I knew I could do it!"

"Well, of course." Fei Shi's expression was the expected indifference, and he reached out to poke his forehead.

This action brought Kakashi back to his senses suddenly, and turned his head to look at him with sparkling eyes. His cute look made people feel weak: "Feishi, what about the agreed upon one?"

Fei Shi blinked: "You want a gift right now?"

"Of course I..." Kakashi nodded and wanted to agree, but hesitated the next second.

He itched to see the gift from Fei Shi now, but at the same time, he felt that it would be more ritualistic to receive the gift on the day the list was published three days later.

Fei Shi tilted his head and looked at his troubled look, his green eyes were full of reassuring tranquility, and he spoke very easily: "Don't be so embarrassing, I can fulfill another promise first."

Kakashi was taken aback for a moment, and then the dead fish's eyes widened suddenly, a little light appeared in the dark eyes, and the look of anticipation couldn't be concealed at all: "You mean...?"

Fei Shi's brows and eyes were slightly relaxed, and he slowly hugged him, lowered his head and approached his unconsciously reddish ears, and whispered: "Listen well, the secret I want to tell you is..."

Kakashi shrank his neck sensitively, felt that Hishi's lips were touching his ears, and the heat went straight into his ears, he couldn't help but feel that half of his body was crisp, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"You..." He opened his mouth tremblingly, raised his hand to put on his chest, wanting him to step back, but he was reluctant to get close at this moment, so in the end he could only hold his skirt tightly and bite his lower lip Embarrassedly patient, she almost listened to his words with her breath held.

Fei Shi didn't seem to notice that there was something wrong with his shortness of breath at the moment, lowered his eyes slightly, and said faintly, "I'm an Uchiha."

The author has something to say: Ah, as soon as I write about the sensitive Kakashi, I'm done!Complete!control!system!No!live! !Want to bully!Want to rub!think……!

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