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

The author has something to say: This is the manuscript of the cassette tape, and it will be sent out after it is sold out~ Because it is the setting of the white-haired survivor after the war, I feel that it is appropriate to post it today 2333333

Well, hope you like it

His thoughts suddenly emerged from the abyss of wandering.

The narrow space is filled with white, and even the placement of objects seems depressing.He moved unaccustomedly, and the coolness of the stool suddenly penetrated the fabric of the trousers, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Yi Ren cast his eyes again, ignoring his sitting on pins and needles, and asked again.

"—So, what's your question?"

This sentence passed through the frozen air and was bent into another cold voice.

And he obviously fell into hesitation about revealing the secret because of this, and he thought over and over in his heart: We have reached this point, do we want to speak?If you speak, what should you say?

Then he thought that he came in this place by himself, intending to solve the illness that had plagued him for a long time, but the illness was ashamed to reveal, and included the most hidden thoughts about him.He barely opened his mouth until he had to answer Yiren's questioning.

"I……"

"Ok?"

The teeth rubbed the lower lip unconsciously, leaving a very light white mark.He was anxious, and suddenly regretted asking for guilt. Fortunately, there was still an inescapable stubbornness emerging, and he stubbornly pried his mouth open.

"I seem to be—paranoid."

"Yes, this is it."

said it.

"It's really a rare disease... Then, can you talk about the specific manifestations?" Doctor Ninja asked again, "There are many types of delusions."

After opening the head, the next words can be said easily, and he will tell the ins and outs obediently.But, unfortunately, an unknown source of vigilance suddenly reminded him—wait, are you sure you want to say it?

To strangers who don't know the details.

I have a crush on someone and...

He was suddenly tensed by what might happen in the future.

Fortunately, he didn't take off Anbu's mask at this time, and the other party couldn't see his expression.But if it is true, will Yiren guess who the person mentioned is?This is a big trouble, what to do, how to deal with it?

Complicated thoughts tangled in his mind into incomprehensible threads, which soon spread to his whole body. He sat without moving, but he already showed a somewhat terrifying aura.Yiren, who was pinned to death by his eyes, seemed to tremble, said to wait a moment, and then quickly walked out of this oppressive consultation room, and when he came back, he held a book in his hand——

"If you're not sure about the symptoms, you can't start treatment. Well, you can read this book first..."

"Then, come to me as soon as possible after you are mentally prepared."

it is good.

He left with the medical book describing paranoia.

Feeling quite depressed, I thought that it was not only a problem of paranoia, but also probably schizophrenia.

However, the book can still be read.

Relationship delusion, persecution delusion, hypochondriac delusion, self-guilt delusion...

None of this is right.

After studying under the light all night, the speed of turning pages with fingers finally slowed down.His hesitant eyes fell on a certain paragraph of text, and he couldn't move away for a long time.

…The patient of this type of delusional disorder will fall into the delusion that another person is in love with him, and that person usually has a high social status.

They firmly believe that the object of the illusion is deeply in love with them, and any expression, posture or even unconscious movement of the other party is the source of the illusion.

This is the so-called delusion of being loved.

******

As the leader of the Fourth Ninja World War, Obito Uchiha was able to survive to the end, something no one could have imagined.

He was dying, his body full of scars was in tatters, but he managed to survive, not only alive, but also very well.The newly-appointed Sixth Hokage and Uzumaki Naruto's human resources guaranteed two rebels, one of them stayed in Konoha for a while and then left gracefully, leaving the most dangerous and most vigilant one, Anbu directly under the Sixth Hokage Leave.

It is both regulation and exploitation.

Obito himself was deeply aware of this, but he just accepted it silently without any objection.He knows his situation better than anyone else. For him, living is not necessarily better than dying, but since he is not dead, it is not good to waste his life.

Only Naruto and Kakashi accepted him.He didn't know what he needed to do - after doing so many irreparable things.Therefore, Anbu, which is directly under Naruto, is indeed a good place.There, the mask would cover the hideous face, and the figure in the corner would melt into darkness.

He turned into a distorted black shadow, occasionally leaking a little wind to prove that he is still alive.At this moment, through the hole in the mask, Kakashi could be seen looking at him.

At that time, Obito just turned down the beam and dexterously grasped a corner of the window sill. Perhaps the movement was a little too big, and the open window shook a few times, and there was a very light sound.When he noticed this mistake, he glanced cautiously into the room, just in time to meet another person's gaze.

Kakashi's upper body was mostly blocked by piles of documents, and he was listening to the report of the Jonin who came back from the mission. He seemed to be listening to others very seriously, and tapped his fingers on the table lightly.Then, as if inadvertently tilting his head, he moved his head.

In such a short time, there is nothing more to see.The eyes that floated over were indifferent, seemingly without emotion, and Obito didn't know if his own shadow flashed in there.

But then, he hung on the window sill and swayed, feeling an inexplicable confidence in his heart.

——Kakashi must have seen me.

Obviously, it is very likely that he just looked away inadvertently, not noticing the inconspicuous shadow at all, or he may have indeed seen it, but he doesn't know if it is him.Hiding in the darkness, Obito thought about it seriously, and felt that his sudden joy was very strange.He looked again at the place where Kakashi was, and through many obstacles, he could only see that Kakashi was already sitting upright, and his eyes were focused on others.

This time it was just an accident.

They don't actually speak a few words, every day.After all, Obito doesn't show up most of the time, and, with an undetectable mood, he also hides from Kakashi after get off work-out of affection (and for reasons that everyone understands), he Kakashi's residence is arranged downstairs in Kakashi's house, and it is inevitable to meet occasionally.

The dialogue when encountering is also extremely thin.

"came back?"

"Ah."

"Come up to eat—"

"Need not."

When they were actually face to face, Obito was unwilling to observe Kakashi's expression carefully.He speeded up to pass that person, but he didn't notice that his back was always imprinted in those dark eyes, and when his back disappeared, a little bit of hopeful light dipped into the deep obscurity .Obito only heard a sigh from behind, and the sigh was blown away by the wind without leaving many traces, but made his footsteps slightly stagnant.

Sigh for whom?

After returning to his small and dark room, Obito was thinking about this question over and over again.He kept telling himself that Kakashi was already in great distress trying to save him, and he couldn't make any more trouble.

When facing the elders, Kakashi, who had just become Hokage, did not have enough right to speak, so the words targeted by those old guys seemed aggressive, and every word was full of vigilance and malice.

——Are you sure, Six Daime?Just because of this sinful man, you have to bear all the responsibilities that may arise in the future?

—Yes, I'm sure, it doesn't matter, I believe him.

During the lobbying process, Kakashi kept repeating these words, and even the sinful man who was silently standing aside couldn't help being shaken, but he remained steadfast.Occasionally, they would take advantage of the gaps in the conversation to look over, conveying the meaning of "don't worry". At that time, the eyes were quietly hidden, and when they met their eyes, they would also smile tacitly.

That is the past.

Obito didn't know where he went wrong, messing up the past, which had a pretty good beginning, into what it is now.

Unable to find an answer, he could only attribute all the mistakes to himself, and made a decision without hesitation.

Since that day, Obito has been the same as usual.He basically does not leave the village for tasks, and works as Hokage's bodyguard all day long.The only change may be that it is more elusive than before.

He was a silent ghost, but he devoted all his attention to Sixth Hokage.

Every morning, the working time is deliberately stuck, and Kakashi just walked for 10 minutes, well, he can finally go out.It's just that, walking slowly on the wall and walking to the very end, when you look up, you will see the Hokage Building, and there will always be an extra box blocking the way in front of your feet.He was puzzled for a while, then picked it up and looked at it. It was full of sweets, and there was still a little water vapor, exuding a sweet and warm smell.

Hmm... don't know who put the box here - he means, maybe Kakashi?In short, no matter who it is, he hesitated, there was no waste in the end.He had just bitten the dumpling before entering the door, and immediately saw Kakashi's back after returning to work, he choked and quickly swallowed the remaining half.

It was still the same after get off work, Kakashi left first, and Anbu, who hadn't taken off his mask, hung far behind.Until the Sixth Hokage got rid of the once-a-day warm hospitality of the villagers and finally returned home, he squatted on the iron railing downstairs, pricking up his ears to listen for the sound of closing doors coming from upstairs.

This kind of behavior is sometimes caught by Naruto passing by, and the kid usually insists on squatting with him, and innocently looks at the sky with nothing but clouds: "What are you looking at, Obito?"

"...Blow the air."

When he was asked, he could only say this, with a cold face on the surface, hard enough to block all suspicious little eyes.The long-awaited voice finally reached his ears, and Obito, who was about to suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder, finally quietly let out a sigh of relief.

The day seemed to end so simply.

This is the person he trusts the most, the one he wants to protect with all his strength... He cares about Kakashi more than anyone else.

At the beginning, my mentality was normal, and I just cared about every move of the object of attention.However, as time went by, observing that person day after day, it was like being possessed——

The clues of "disease" appeared.

Begins to have the illusion that the object of observation also masters his behavior.

Then, in a panic, I realized that this conclusion was unexpected.

"He's watching me"

Occasionally looking around on the way from home to the office, staring up at the gap between business affairs, and looking back at night on the way home—who are you looking for?

It's just me.No matter how hard I racked my brains, I could only get this one answer.

This made the peepers ecstatic.

"His gaze made the body tremble"

His eyes sweeping across the corner in his spare time, no matter whether there is emotion in his eyes or not, it can excite those who stay in the darkness of that corner.He pressed his chest tightly, his heart beat violently through a layer of flesh and blood, and the boiling blood also surged up.

It's so weird, such a mood.

The burning liquid filled the blood vessels of his whole body, and his eyes still had traces of the line of sight across the void, until it finally dissipated, he was still immersed in the entanglement of joy and confusion, unable to extricate himself, completely unaware of it. , "disease" is quietly eroding him.

"Everything he does speaks of love"

Love...how could this word be mentioned suddenly?

Obito only realized his fascination with Kakashi after a period of ignorance, but is it love?

Pulling out a gap abruptly, but being attracted unconsciously, he was surprised to find that even so, every movement of Kakashi had a special meaning in his eyes.

The time to go out in the morning is later than usual, are you waiting for him?The window is not closed tightly, is it for him?

conjecture.

hallucinations.

Reality?

In addition to the unknowing madness, the remaining rationality deep in his heart will emerge in the night when he is not suppressed, breaking free from the shackles woven by "love", which makes him suddenly realize that he is probably sick. Has penetrated into the bone marrow.

Obito confirmed that he was hopeless after a sudden realization, and he actually had such... such terrible thoughts about Kakashi.He didn't think of Lin. His first reaction was self-loathing, and his second reaction was to think of the possible consequences.

Not sure whether the medicine is effective for him, and also resistant to telling such unspeakable things to people who don't trust him, I read the book I got from Yiren countless times in one night, trying to find a cure from a few words method, but the final effect is not satisfactory.

So, after staying up late for several days, he fell ill.

A normal cold is manifested as high fever, fever and weakness.As for the reason, it was probably a lack of energy, and... a heart disease that had been bothering her for a long time.

******

After all, living upstairs and downstairs, and having a direct relationship with superiors and subordinates, Kakashi soon discovered Obito's abnormality.

The creaking sound of hurriedly stepping on the embroidered railing disappeared quietly. The meatballs placed on the wall were not taken away until they were soaked by heavy rain. The shadow curled up in the dark also disappeared. Go to the dark department to report.

Something must have happened, Six Hokage, who knew the man well, thought worriedly.He stood in front of the door downstairs that he had hardly set foot in. He should have knocked on the door anxiously to ask if anyone was there, but he raised his hand a little, hesitating not to touch the surface of the iron door.

I still remember the last time, or the only time I knocked on the door, when that person had just moved in.Kakashi was in a nervous mood that day, but there was also a little joy mixed with the anxiety. He struggled in front of the door for a long time, and finally decided to position himself as an old friend who came to visit his friend to see if his residence lacked life. At the same time as necessities, carefully observe his physical condition.

Actually, what matters more is——

How is he?I don't know if there is any hidden injury detected by the doctor. Anbu's work is too hard, and he must try his best to keep him by his side.

Can you get used to living here?The vacant rooms that have been temporarily cleaned up may still have dust in the corners that have not been cleaned quickly, and the furniture and furnishings may not be fully prepared in just a few days.If possible, I would like to invite him to come to my house upstairs more often.

So, knocking on the door with all kinds of thoughts, the dull echo rang for a long time before it stopped.Half of Obito behind the door was covered in darkness, the lights in the room were not turned on, but the light coming in from the outside was enough for Kakashi to see that bloodless face clearly.

The most embarrassing thing at this time is that when you want to ask the other party if they are doing well, you have already discovered the fact that he is not doing well.

The words that have been carefully considered and brewed after several times can't be uttered. The Sixth Hokage, who should be busy with official duties, is stuck at the door of the new house of his old friend who finally returned to Konoha, and he is relatively speechless with the person he cares about.

He had nothing to say, and Obito turned his head to the side, as if he didn't want to say anything more to him, and even omitted most of the necessary greetings, and it was impossible to mention the key points of expectation.A not-so-heavy iron gate separated the two of them. Kakashi hadn't been there since then, at most he pretended to be unintentional when he returned home and took a look from a distance.

Who would have thought that he would come back here one day after all.

Ignoring the number of mental activities that flashed in a short period of time, Sixth Hokage resolutely knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response.

He wanted to break in without hesitation—fortunately, he stopped, and reason blocked the impulse in time.Kakashi chose to enter through the open window, and his movements were slow and light, all revealing caution.The room inside the window happened to be the bedroom of the owner of the house, and the movement made was almost silent, and the person in the bedroom was not disturbed at all.

Of course he wouldn't be alarmed, because he just fell asleep quietly leaning against the back of the chair.Kakashi stepped over the window sill, his eyes flicked from the books spread all over the table, and fell directly on the person sitting in front of the desk.

The drooping head was supported by only one hand, even if he was not awake, he still frowned, and the cold silence extending from the corner surrounded him silently, as if the shadows under the eyelids had faded a lot of color.

Really long time no see in every sense.

The time left for him to express his feelings was too short, Kakashi soon noticed the obvious redness on Obito's face, he was frightened unsurprisingly, and quickly stretched out his hand, even through layers of clothes, he could feel the extra hot The temperature, the body is hot, and the body temperature is obviously abnormally high.

I have a fever...

After realizing this, Kakashi became nervous.Although when it comes to other people, a fever and a cold are just minor illnesses that can be cured without taking medicine, but Obito is different.After he lost his immortal body, he was so weak that he could barely survive with Naruto's chakra. Even a minor illness was enough to make the Sixth Hokage, who was more concerned about his physical condition than himself, nervous.

He was about to carry Obito to the hospital, but his right hand, which had fallen on his back, was grasped reflexively, with surprisingly strong force, almost dragging him down.Kakashi managed to stabilize his figure, and he didn't care about anything else. He looked at Obito who was supposed to lose consciousness in surprise, but found that he opened his eyes at some point and was staring at him.

"Uh, Obito..."

Kakashi, who broke into the house without permission and was caught by the owner, was a little embarrassed, did he break free with his hand, or did he just obediently move?He must be more willing to get closer to Obito in his heart, but he still cares more about Obito than his own unspeakable little thoughts.

Then it should be necessary to explain why it appeared here, but no matter how you think about it, you don’t think it’s right, so you can only skip the unimportant reasons and say directly: "You are sick, I will take you there—"

Before the word hospital could be uttered, it was interrupted firmly.

"I'm not going anywhere!"

"But--"

Kakashi tried to persuade, but it didn't work at all. They still kept the strange posture of you pulling me and I holding you backhand.He couldn't stand it anymore, he could only stretch out his movable arm and turn on the desk lamp on the corner of the desk.

The light came on suddenly, causing people who are used to darkness to squint their eyes, but Kakashi could clearly see the obvious blankness in his eyes, with a slightly moist color quietly appearing, even the speed of blinking unconsciously slowed down some.

It turned out that he wasn't awake yet.

I can't help but think that Obito like this is very cute. He fell into a drowsy sleep with a fever, but his vigilance was not lost at all. He grabbed the intruder's arm and refused to let go, and there was a fierce expression on his confused face.Kakashi was stared at by him calmly for a while, and finally took into account the change of expression from suspicion to suddenness, and thought for a while with a confused mind, Obito seemed to recognize him, knowing that the guy he caught was Kakashi slowly let go of his fingers.

"Oh, Kakashi." Obito whispered, the seriousness gradually disappeared from his face, and the corners of his tensed mouth finally relaxed.He tried to stand up, but failed - his body was staggering, and he didn't even pull back the chair. Kakashi, who saw this scene, pushed him back on the chair - then he swayed very hard head.

Just when Kakashi thought that he might be a little more awake, Obito, who was sitting upright just as he was struggling to press down just now, suddenly said: "No, why did Kakashi appear in my house, you are not Kakashi!"

He was inexplicably excited, and the black jade in Shulunyan's eyes twirled rapidly.All I can say is - luckily!The excited Obito was still in a state of ignorance, high fever and weakness. He didn't even have the strength to kill the fake Kakashi, and the opening of Sharingan was just a display. Kakashi didn't take much effort to restrain him.

"Who else can I be if I'm not Kakashi... Wait, don't take these things out."

Referring to the series of weapons on Obito, Kakashi didn't think about himself, only worried that he would accidentally scratch himself.As a result, the meaning of the words was misunderstood, and Obito didn't figure out whether Kakashi was Kakashi, but his body reacted first.

"Hmm...yes." He took out all the hidden weapons, and Kunai threw them on the ground with a bang.One of them happened to land at Kakashi's feet, and he wanted to pick it up to have a look, but before he could bend down, that kunai was kicked away by Obito.The troublemaker also said confidently: "Be careful, even if it's a fake Kakashi, I can't hurt you."

Hearing this sentence, Kakashi was stunned for a long time before returning to normal.The mixed emotions in my heart were obscure, and on the surface I still said to him in a coaxing tone: "Obito, go to the hospital to see if it's okay"

No, no answer, Obito would rather hold on to the question "How did Kakashi come to my house" desperately entangled, which made the person who didn't know the truth extremely helpless: "You are too sick, if you continue like this no."

It was the only way to persuade him, but Obito's reaction was beyond Kakashi's expectations.

"Sick...yes, I'm sick."

Muttering something in his mouth, he looked at Kakashi even more confused, his face was red, and his eyes were also red, but the former was a sickly flush, and the latter was a Sharingan that hadn't faded.

Kakashi thought he was referring to the fever, and didn't pay attention to it. He followed this sentence and continued: "Well, that's why I went for treatment. It won't take too long to go to Doctor Ninja."

"Don't go!"

Unexpectedly, Obito's reaction became more excited, as if he was stimulated by a certain word in the words.He still wanted to struggle to stand up, not knowing where to go, but was blocked by Kakashi's shoulder several times before he gave up unwillingly.

Fortunately, he didn't expect to be able to use Shenwei.As soon as Kakashi had such a lucky thought in his heart, he heard Obito's voice repeatedly emphasizing that he didn't want to see the doctor's ninja, and asked him why he didn't speak.

This obstinacy is a real pain in the ass.However, Kakashi wasn't angry at all.

How could he be angry? He should be happy.This night I said enough things that I haven't said enough in the past month, Obito's emotions in front of him are rarely concealed, the indifference of deliberately keeping a sense of distance disappears, the kind of childish grievances, the trust that relaxes when you see him, It's been a long, long time since I felt it.

Maybe there was a time when Obito just returned to Konoha.He felt strange to the village and the people in the village, and the concern in his heart did not disappear, he was unwilling to go out, and stayed at Kakashi's house before the house was cleaned up.

He's happy to chat with Obito, bringing up topics ranging from today's weather to gossip he's heard.Kakashi also discovered that Obito wasn't really interested in a lot of the content, but as long as it was interesting, he could cooperate with it.He could laugh, stretched his brows naturally, and his whole person became much more relaxed.

Kakashi just liked the way he smiled.

Although I never saw him smile again after that.

The rising body temperature will melt the ice that insulates them, and the virus lurking in the body erodes the consciousness that is imprisoned deeper.In this situation, Kakashi should have said sorry to Obito first, and then forced him to the hospital for treatment. However, Obito, who suddenly became frank, hooked his neck, and the two who were troubled by the illness The arm didn't have much strength, it was just draped limply, but it seemed to be weighing a thousand catties on the shoulder.

I can't move, and I don't want to move away for a moment.

"I won't go, it's useless to go, I've already been there, it can't be cured at all..."

"How can it be, for sure."

Kakashi didn't understand where the self-abandonment in the voice came from, in order to hear what Obito was saying clearly, he could only bend down.The yellow light illuminated each other's faces more clearly, and the distance narrowed again. Unknowingly, the exhaled breaths were quietly intertwined.

"Why do you say that? Obito, tell me why, okay?"

He looked too carefully, and the struggle that flashed in Obito's eyes was caught in time.

The man in front of him had a fever, and his body was a huge source of heat. The scalding sensation lingered on his neck, but at this moment, it shifted.

Obito's hands groped his face.

He had just walked outside against the wind for a long time, and his face was naturally cold.And the temperature of the palm of his hand was not low, when he touched the mask that had not been taken off, he shook it imperceptibly, and then, as if he was attracted, he clung to the source of the cold tightly.

Before answering Kakashi's question, Obito followed his instinct and posted it up, not disliking the wind and dust left on his coat at all.

It was very comfortable to speak in a low voice, because the sitting position was limited and the head in the crest of the neck seemed to rub against him inadvertently, but this action made the person being rubbed almost stiff.Then, she raised her head again and looked into his eyes seriously.

"It can't be cured, I know, it's too sick." The sigh was too light, and it dissipated in the air without leaving many traces.Obito said this sentence repeatedly, his too strong nasal voice could not cover up the meaning of stubbornness, before moving his hand away from Kakashi's face, he squeezed it a few times for no apparent reason—that's all, he Before he realized that Kakashi was actually standing here, he said more seriously, "Look, I've seen hallucinations."

"Kakashi won't appear in front of me, and he won't look at me like this, it's all in my imagination."

Patients can speak nonsense, but also have a certain right to act recklessly.

Obito is a contained patient.First, he used undisguised self-talk to disturb the heartstrings of others, and he became more presumptuous without being stopped. His lips, which were as hot as other parts of his body, fell to the corner of Kakashi's mouth, not only hot, but also a flame burned Into the dark heart.

And like a ray of light, when the light flashed by, it instantly tore that heart out of the abyss.

The fascination Kakashi saw in his hazy gaze was not an illusion.

Then the first reaction was to tell Obito that this was not imagination, it was all his own fault that made him have such thoughts.However, I still want to tell him——about my long-suppressed true thoughts...

Unfortunately, in the end, he only opened his mouth stiffly.

After showing the frankness that he probably only had when he was a child, Obito stopped talking.As if the previous conversation had never happened, he quietly leaned on Kakashi's body, breathing quickly and slowly.

He fell asleep again.

Kakashi hugged the completely unconscious man and calmed down for a moment, and he didn't do such a stupid thing as shaking him up and asking him what he meant.

After all, Obito is still suffering, so he can sleep well, he can finally take someone to the hospital because of his complicated mood.The result of the examination was a common flu. It took some time for the fever to subside, and Obito didn't wake up the whole time, so he didn't know how hard it was for Mr. Six generations to run up and down for him.

It was already late at night when Kakashi sent the patient back after seeing it himself. He carefully put the patient on the bed in the bedroom, pressed the corners of the quilt, and stayed by the bed to make sure that Obito would not lift the quilt.

After finishing these things, he turned off the lights, stood by the dark bedside for a long time, and finally it was time to leave.

However, before leaving, Kakashi accidentally stepped on a book that had fallen on the floor as he passed by the desk.He bent down to pick up the book, and was about to put it back on the table. For some reason, he inadvertently glanced at the cover of the book.

His movements paused slightly.

Due to the influence of the biological clock, the timing of Obito's waking up is very coincidental, which happens to be the time when he normally wakes up in the past.

The memory of the previous day was basically not preserved, and he didn't have the habit of reading the calendar. He only remembered that he had read the book for most of the night, and he didn't know when he fell asleep. The problem is negligible, and I didn't go into it at all, so I just left a day without any impression, thinking that it was the next morning.

So, I dressed up as usual for Anbe, and Kakashi went out 10 minutes later as usual.

Well, what's going on today?Half an hour had passed, and there was no movement upstairs.Obito was very puzzled, and when he couldn't wait any longer, he frowned and went to find out, only to find that Kakashi was not at home at all.

Excluding the option of going out early, Kakashi's working hours have always been regular. After thinking about it, the only possibility is that he didn't come back last night... It's not right, he remembered that Kakashi didn't stay to work overtime yesterday.

If he dragged on any longer, he would be late, and with deepening doubts, Obito hurried to the Hokage Building.When I jumped over a certain familiar wall, I glanced out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't see the food box that should be placed there regardless of the weather.

It's so strange, there are all kinds of details, but I can't tell how strange it is.

He suddenly had a bad premonition.

However, no matter how bad it is, you have to go in.

Obito habitually occupies the beam of the house. This is a good position, which is convenient for hiding and at the same time can see the panoramic view of the office, and the people below can hear what they say.His movement of going up was deliberately light, and generally he would not be noticed, but just as he poked his head out of the beam, he bumped into a line of sight that he didn't know whether it was by chance or on purpose.

Sure enough, Kakashi arrived at the office very early, he didn't seem to sleep well last night, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes.After that moment of looking at each other, Obito immediately shrank back, his belief was still firm, and he would not contact Kakashi if it was not necessary, even if it was just to look at each other.

He was sick, and it made his imagination run wild uncontrollably.

For example, just now, he once again mistakenly thought that Kakashi looked at him with emotions similar to love - in fact, he really believed it, all the senses were saying that Kakashi loved him of.It would be fine if he sinks down like this, but the bad thing is that the rationality of understanding the disease is still struggling without sparing any effort.

A little later, just hold on.

Even if the delusion had eroded him into this sad look, he would be happy to be in the same room with that person.

Hokage is not so prone to danger. When Kakashi was working, Anbu, who was a guard, had nothing to do, so he had to stay in a daze as usual, or think about things.

Obito thought a lot.

Had Kakashi been working last night?He didn't notice it.Kakashi looked very tired, and he definitely didn't have breakfast if he was busy with work.Kakashi...

If you remove the part that is crowded with the three characters Kakashi, only the follow-up thinking about "disease" remains.Disappearing before it would cause trouble, no need to guess what he would be like when he was terminally ill.Therefore, it is even more necessary to forcibly stop it while the reason is still there.

As for what would happen to me who not only couldn't appear in front of Kakashi, but also lost the opportunity to watch secretly, don't think about it...

"With soil?"

Obito, immersed in fantasy, was unmoved.

The ninjas who came and went in Naruto's office had long since disappeared. From a certain moment, only Kakashi and him were there.There was no response to the first call, so Kakashi called a second time.

"With soil."

He snapped back to his senses, the only reaction was hesitation.

I don't want to show my figure.

It's ridiculous, and he's not qualified to be willful.

Kakashi had never called him before, even though he knew he was always there.This is the first time, and Anbu, who is directly under the Sixth Hokage, cannot disobey Hokage's order, and a brief hesitation is considered a breach of duty.Obito gritted his teeth, but the mild headache seemed to have aggravated a little, making his landing position slightly crooked, and it should land not far or near as expected. If he kept his head buried, even Kakashi's clothes corner No need to see.

The result was a mistake.He failed to grasp the proper measure, and stopped within half a meter in front of the desk, as if waiting for an order.Kakashi stood behind the table, even though he was staring down at his toes, the shadow cast from above always enveloped him.

At that moment, almost the whole body trembled.

too close!

Obito could clearly feel the process of delusion coming from his mind.It was a crowd of bubbles that collided back and forth. The bubbles were not transparent, and what was wrapped inside were all changing scenes with voice.The overlapping of noisy voices wanted to tear his mind into countless parts. He heard Kakashi calling his name for a while, and he heard himself chattering like crazy...

Unable to bear it any longer, the irritating bubbles were dispersed by himself.After breaking open, all kinds of pictures flooded all of a sudden, holding the stubborn