[Naruto Cassette] The love-hate relationship between the sweet party and the salty party

The author has something to say: Zika x Zaicheng

"Hey, it's just eye drops. Is there any need to be so afraid?"

Watching from the sidelines with his teammates showing twisted and stupid expressions again, Kakashi finally couldn't help speaking.

Sure enough, the idiot's paws shook again, the medicine bottle was pinched and deformed by the moment of excitement, and the sprayed medicine immediately splashed on his face.

"Wow, wow!"

Jumping up with teeth and claws, the idiot wiped his face with his sleeve in embarrassment, and stared at him with angry eyes: "Don't talk suddenly!"

Kakashi, who was sitting on a branch, looked down at him, with a look of disregard in his eyes.From a high place, he silently watched Obito finish his jump, then sat down angrily in the shadow under the tree, hesitated for a long time, and began to tremblingly raise his arms again.

stupid.

Kakashi thought.

His feet swayed, and the next moment, he landed on the ground swiftly.Obito pinched the eyedrop bottle and looked at him suspiciously. Before he could open his mouth, the small bottle was in his hand.

"Let me help you order," he said.The tone was still calm, and before Obito subconsciously refused, he added another sentence: "Waste time and do whatever you want, don't waste the medicine that Lin gave you."

"……Row!"

Taking a look at the little potion left, Obito hesitated for a long time, but finally agreed.However, the expression on his face was as determined as a strong man cutting his wrist.

"—Wouldn't it be frightening to put this in the eye?"

And stupidly asked such a question.

Kakashi, the precocious boy genius, completely ignored him.

Well, head up.

That's it...don't move!

But the soil still keeps moving.

Kakashi became a little impatient, and pushed back Obito who was about to get up a little roughly, and simply sat on his lap, pinching his face with one hand, and hanging in the air with the other hand, thinking about what to do. Put eye drops on quickly and efficiently.

If you move around again, be careful not to poke your eyes.

Obito actually believed the deliberate threat.He suddenly stiffened, and his face couldn't help but stiffen.

"Small, be careful, don't make it crooked..."

"nonsense."

After trying a few times, it seems that the distance is not close enough.Kakashi was very focused, and when he realized that the distance seemed to be too close, and Obito's somewhat rapid breathing barely spilled onto his cheeks, he couldn't withdraw in embarrassment.

Never had he been observed so closely.

There are still traces of baby fat on his face, and there are shallow dimples when he smiles.Of course, Obito didn't smile at this time - his face was stiff, and when the mouth of the medicine bottle fell down, only the round eyeballs were still rolling nervously.

A very strange thought flashed in Kakashi's mind, as if, it seems that Obito is not as he imagined...

"Kakashi! Are you alright?"

The sudden words interrupted his train of thought, and Kakashi didn't know what he was thinking. He shook his hand and made the same mistake as Obito. He closed his eyelids and wet his eyelashes.When I opened my eyes, the splash of water hadn't disappeared, and it fell into my eyes, as if crying.

"Ah, you are also a little crooked, and you still say that I..."

The tone was obviously complaining, but there was some inexplicable grievance in my ears.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Not taking this little matter to heart, Obito gave Kakashi a careless push, signaling him to get out of the way.However, the person sitting on his lap didn't move as if he didn't feel it, and then, the pressure on him was even stronger——

"Wait a moment."

A cold breath swept up all of a sudden, mixing with the smell of the soil behind him.

Something wet tentatively landed between the eyes, evoking the splash that confused the sight.Obito was awakened suddenly by the scorching heat and unfamiliar touch.

"You—what are you doing!"

Obito panicked and pushed the bastard who was pressing up, but he didn't push.The bastard still hugged him tightly, the tip of his wet and hot tongue left his eyelids and slowly moved to his cheek.

All I can say is, bewildered.

In the gap of dawdling, a muffled voice leaked out in a low voice.

"...I've said it all, don't waste it."

—Hey, it's not convincing.

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Zika: It's all your fault (too cute).

Zaitu: ………………………………………………………………………………………………