[Comprehensive] Konoha flower season

77.

Tsunade once told me that when people of your age get together, it's no wonder that you don't make a fuss.

The moment Namikaze Minato closed the kitchen door angrily, I once again felt the wisdom of Tsunade Elder.

The spring breeze of the leaves melted, frozen and broke the ice, and the winter jasmine flowers on the roadside contained bones, and the yellow and yellow spots fluttered in the wind.When I was 16 years old, Namikaze Minato, Konoha's 40th year of spring, everything is colorful, but it smells like gunpowder.

I pulled the small basin and used chopsticks to stir the dough vigorously, but the dough was really difficult to mix—it was lumpy and sticky, so I ran out and patted the door panel of the water gate: "Shuimen Watergate!"

Namikaze Minato pretended not to hear him in the room, I yelled at him: "Come out!"

Namikaze Minato opened the door and leaned against the door frame. I held the washbasin and asked him cautiously: "What do you want to do with noodles?"

Minato sighed: "You put it down, I'll be fine."

I said angrily: "Reject!"

Namikaze Minato: "..."

Minato asked anxiously, "Are you a primary school student?"

I choked back: "I want to learn how to cook, what are you stopping me for? Isn't it for you to eat... Oh no, I can't say that, I wanted to help you to share your worries, but you got angry! Not only did you not teach me You're still angry, Namikaze Minato, I never thought you were this kind of person when I was with you..."

Minato said angrily, "You know now?"

I was aggrieved: "Yes! I know now, you are a bad person, if you don't tell me what's wrong with this dough, I refuse to talk to you today..."

Watergate:"……"

Namikaze Minato said simply, "Please do." Then he closed the door with a click.

I stood at the door with a dazed expression. I couldn’t figure out why he refused to teach me how to cook. Why did I think that novels and TV shows say that if a girlfriend cooks for her boyfriend, his boyfriend will be very happy and moved, although I do Fan has a history of frying the kitchen and frying the pressure cooker, but people always want to make progress, right?

No matter how I think about Namikaze Minato's attitude towards the matter of "I cook", I can't understand it.

But I couldn’t figure it out, so I ran back to the kitchen with the small basin in my arms, added flour and water to the basin, and finally [-] grams of flour was bulged into a hill by my addition of flour.

I really don't seem to have much talent for cooking—I thought to myself, no wonder Minato didn't bother to teach me.

Then I looked up at the rolling green hills in the distance.

The green hills are the same as before, the mountains are full of flowers, the grass grows in the world and the warblers fly, and the blue and clear sky flies by huge white birds.

We haven't found Teacher Shuo Mao so far. He seems to have evaporated from the world.

After Mr. Sakumo left, Konoha did not list him as a traitor.

This incident is largely due to the fact that Tsunade-san has always been good at personnel affairs. She has dealt with people since she was a child-she can be called a master in dealing with this kind of thing.But the most important reason is Konoha's reluctance to pursue it.

Kakashi's Chunin certificate was issued in January, but at that time he had already missed the establishment of the Chunin team, and he didn't want to meet the person named Oku Hanquan, so he simply filled out the application for joining the Chunin team surface.

I haven't seen him for a long time, and Kakashi hasn't seen anyone. When I went to the orphanage, I asked Hanane, and Hanane also said that he hadn't been to Konoha Orphanage for a long time.

I had a face-to-face with Kakashi when I was going home in February, and I couldn't even tell it was Kakashi at first.He covered his face, his silver hair was messed up in his forehead, and he carried a white tooth knife almost as long as his back.

I saw the familiar Hakuto and realized it was Kakashi.

I don't know where Mr. Shuo Mao went. The snow covered all his tracks that night, and there is no news of him since then.

It’s better to run away than to be overwhelmed. I thought hopefully that Konoha’s environment is too depressing for Mr. Sakumo. It’s good for him to have the idea of ​​changing his environment—that is, to improve his life. It is better to be willing to live.

I should bless him.

At the beginning of March, Konoha Library notified me that my loan was due, and I dug out the little story of the rice field from my pile of professional books.There is a fine to be paid when the loan is due. I took the time to read this book.

"The Story of the Paddy Field" is a fairy tale written by an ordinary person in the country of Tianzhi. This ordinary person has read books for several years and has some writing skills-but he is not a highly educated person after all, and the story is very rough.

Inada fell in love with a witch who was destined to cut open her chest at the age of 24 and sacrifice herself to the earth.

That witch began to walk between the ridges of this field when she was 16 years old, her hair was as black as ink, and her cheeks were as delicate and bright as petals.

A field can fall in love with a witch, but cannot own her.

It feels every time the witch walks on him, and it is as gentle as a spring flower when the full moon rises.

It is not my wish for the witch to sacrifice the earth, Inada thought sadly, this is your wishful thinking, not what I want.What I want is - she lives, like every ordinary girl.

It tried to dream, but it couldn't do it in the real world, and then the witch who gradually grew into a woman spilled her heart and blood on his ground at the age of 24.

Warm and fiery, the blood of the girl he loved soaked the field, and that night the moon was sparse, and the huge moon illuminated the village.

'There are ten thousand villages before him,

There are ten thousand villages behind him;

Thousands of lights,

I only have one moon. '

I let out a long sigh of relief as I stuffed the steamed buns into the steamer, wiped the sweat off my forehead vigorously, and then leaned on the sofa with my pillow in my arms.My lower back is very sore, and Minakame is still in the room.

I knock on his door.

"Come in," said Minato.

After I went in, I lay down on his bed. Minato’s room was a single bed, like an ascetic, covered with light blue sheets.

I lay on his bed, propped my chin and announced: "Although you don't want to help me, I have already solved the problem by myself!"

Namikaze Minato: "Well, not bad."

I laughed: "You have to praise me."

"I found that I really spoiled you very much—" Minato said gently, "Qinai, take off your shoes before going to bed."

I said sullenly: "I took off my shoes early, I was wearing slippers. You really look like an old cadre, it's not fun at all, you don't even teach me how to knead..."

Namikaze Minato said, "Do you know why I don't teach you?"

I was dissatisfied and said: "Why? Afraid that the master will teach the disciples to starve to death?"

Namikaze Minato smiled warmly: "—Guess for yourself."

I:"……"

I was so angry, Namikaze Minato turned back and continued to look through his documents, I asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Application for leading a Jonin team." Minato explained with a smile, "Ms. Jiraiya said that Konoha is extremely short of people, so I also filled out one."

I was stunned: "Then Kakashi might follow you?"

"It's not impossible." Minato poked his chin with a pen, "I actually think Kakashi is a good kid... just, a little gloomy."

I lay down on the bed and thought about it again: "...There should be Chunin exams this spring."

Minato smiled: "It will be held in the village. In this situation, there is no need to think about the entrance exam. Now it seems that the site of the Death Forest is being cleaned up. There should be news soon. Why, Chenai has a concerned junior who wants to take the exam? "

I shook my head and didn't speak.

The spring sun was warm, and I wanted to sleep lying on his bed.The sweet smell of steamed buns with red bean paste came from the kitchen. Minato Namikaze sat next to me with the document and filled out the form in the sun. After a while, he gently covered me with his quilt.

Everything in the water gate was clean, and the quilt smelled soft and astringent. I rubbed him across the quilt, asking him to hold him.

Namikaze Minato is very obedient.

I asked him in a low voice but dazedly: "...Shuimen?"

Minato didn't answer, he quietly stroked my head with his hand.Minato's hand was very comfortable to touch, I rubbed it comfortably on his stomach and fell asleep.

I obviously have a double bed, but I insist on sharing a single with him-what a bastard, Uzumaki Chennai.I thought happily.

On the evening of March [-]th, when I was sleeping at home, I was abruptly kicked up by Tsunade.

When the logistics cleared the site in the dead forest, they found a corpse that had decomposed beyond recognition and handed it over to Konoha Hospital.

He died by hanging, the logistics said, and of course you can see it—the cervical spine was broken.

I lifted the cloth that covered the corpse, and the corpse was so rotten that the bones were yellow, but I could still see the white hair.

With such white hair, he must be an old man, I thought.

But Tsunade was trembling, and I was trembling too, as if I knew who it was, it was so funny, wasn't it.The smell was particularly unpleasant. I was wearing a gas mask, and my eyes were full of tears.

He was found hanging from a tree next to a barren field in the Dead Forest, logistics said.

This place was chosen really well, the logistics staff joked, the forest of death has towering trees, it is quite poetic to find such a place where you can see the moon.

Then the logistics staff asked in surprise, Master Tsunade—why are you crying?

I have never met my father, and the only feeling of fatherly love comes from Uncle Ninja—this is a very distant name, but it should be similar to maternal love.

What is fatherly love and what is motherly love?

Did my mother think the same way when she stuffed me into a bamboo box and rushed out to face the cloud ninjas?

Sakumo-sensei really loves Kakashi, and my mother really loves me too.There is no doubt about it.

But this is not my wish, not Kakashi's wish.

No matter how long it has passed, no matter how lucky I am now, when I go back to that moment, I would rather run away with my mother, run away hand in hand, even if I am caught, it doesn't matter-her sacrifice is not what I want. I wish.

He had read that book so many times, but he didn't understand what the story was at all.

The author has something to say: Sorry everyone for the late update tonight...

I... don't know what to say.

This chapter is so... so heavy, sorry.

But I will give a good ending to the story of their family of three.