[Hokage] Between a dream and a square inch

?Thousand hand hiiragi leaves he will bloom.

The wood escape secret technique inherited from his father, coupled with the water-type blood inheritance boundary inherited from his mother, mixed and mixed in his body, and for some reason, a strange reaction occurred.

The crybaby Qianshou Hiiragiha has a magic skill for picking up girls: her palms bloom.

"Miss, do you like this flower? I'll give it to you."

"Your hairstyle is too rustic, I won't talk to you."

Hiiragiha, who was holding the flower in her hand, blushed with grievance.

This situation lasted until her younger sister Ruoye came to this world before getting better.

It was probably because his father lied to him that he spent all his time growing watermelons with his mother. When Hiiragi Ye was about five or six years old, he had a soft and waxy younger sister.This younger sister was not immune to the misfortune of being named Watermelon - the one who saved the misfortune was still his great Hokage father, Hashirama.

The younger sister's final name is Wakaba, which is very similar to Hiiragi Ye's, and it is easy to remember.

Hiiragiha lay on her mother's bedside and looked at Ruoye's face for a long time. Although the newborn little guy looked wrinkled and red and not cute at all, Hiiragiha felt that she was about to bubble up in happiness, even with a watermelon head The dumb hairs on his head stood up happily.

Since then, Hiiragiha's daily life revolves around Wakaba.

"Sister, do you like this flower? I'll give it to you." Hiiragi Ye put the pale pink flower on Ruo Ye's face, and the little Luo Ye took a breath and sneezed hard .

"Oh, Wakaba is allergic to pollen." The aunt who took care of little Wakaba while Mrs. Hokage was lying in bed found a small bag swollen on Wakaba's face: "Hurry up and drive Hiiragi, who is just like his father, who can only cause trouble." go out."

"I don't—I want to play with my sister—"

Hiiragi Ye was framed out by several women.

"Hiragi Ye is just like his father, adding to the chaos all day long."

"That's right. There's nothing special about it except giggles."

"Hey, don't say that! Hiiragiha is still crying anyway....Hashirama is always here to make trouble."

Hiiragi leaf was even more aggrieved.

- I want daddy!

×

Hashirama, who was processing paperwork in Hokage's office, suddenly sneezed.He raised his head, looked at the green flower branches protruding out of the window, and murmured doubtfully, "What's the matter, are you allergic to pollen?"

He frowned, lowered his head and continued to process the paperwork in his hand.The long black hair fell down from the ears, and lay low in front of the chest.He placed the Naruto hat on the table beside him, and the haori with red stripes and white background was also draped over the back of the chair.After he wrote two strokes, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly started to flip through a book in hand.

"Hey, big brother."

There was a symbolic knock on the door, and he walked in uninvited.He noticed that Hashirama was flipping through the "Fire Escape" at hand, and asked with a frown, "...Are you bothered about the Uchiha clan again?"

"Yeah." Hashirama sighed, and said, "That guy, Madara, why don't you marry a wife? In this way, my child will be much older than his child, and Hiiragi will be older than his future wife." There are so many, it's not easy..."

Between the doors: ...

Toikama wished he could immediately prick ten kunai on top of Hashirama's head.

He thought that the elder brother finally started to think about the hidden dangers that the Uchiha clan brought to the Senju clan, and that the elder brother was going to reconsider the relationship between the Uchiha clan and the village.In the end... this guy is worried that the head of Uchiha hasn't married a wife yet?That's the job of the elders of the Uchiha clan, right?

"Speak." Zhu Jian suddenly raised his head like lightning, and a bright light flashed between his teeth.He stared at Feijian with his black eyes, his eyes sparkling: "Feijian, you haven't married yet."

Toboma took a step back involuntarily.

"Why don't you let big brother worry so much?" Hashirama put down the "Fire Escape" in his hand, touched his chin and nodded his head, sighing: "When I was your age...ah, Hiiragi leaves can already wrap around Then I called Dad. But you don't even have a woman now."

Between the doors: ...

"Brother, like you, not everyone has been interested in girls since they were 12 years old." Tobuma complained mercilessly: "And I don't think there is anything to be proud of raising a big watermelon."

"..." Hashiragi.

How should he explain that it’s not that he’s been hitting on girls since he was 12, but that girl’s been hitting on him since she was 12, and she once said “If you don’t sleep with me, I’ll kill you” "The horrible thought of...

"Since you are here." Hashirama stood up, put down the pen in his hand, pushed away the Hokage hat beside him, and said, "These, these, and these are all left to you." The speed flashed to Feima's side, put one hand on Feima's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Although I know you can't communicate with the opposite sex, I still trust you in this regard."

"Hey, big brother!" Tobima stretched out Erkang's hand, but did not grab the corner of Hashirama's clothes.

Naruto's office is empty.

The future second-generation Hokage once again became a hard-working temporary worker, responsible for handling the terrible government affairs of Konoha Village for the hands-off shopkeeper.Today, the elders of the Uchiha clan asked the patriarch to marry a wife quickly. Tomorrow, the elders of the Uchiha clan hoped that Hokage would put pressure on the patriarch to marry a wife quickly. The day after tomorrow, the elders hoped to see cute children appearing in the clan land earlier, so they protested collectively ...

Whenever this new information is delivered to Madara by Hokage, Madara has only one reaction.

"Quenna, bring my flaming fan!"

×

When Hashirama returned home, he faced Hiiragiha's familiar aggrieved face.

Hiiragiha with a watermelon head was sitting in the corridor, wiping the wet tears on her face with her sleeves.His father's face was full of grievances.

"Hiragiha, what's wrong?" Hashirama walked in front of him and said, "Who is laughing at your hairstyle again?"

Hiiragiha remembered his father's teachings, and stopped crying after sniffing his nose hard. He said: "No, no one laughed at my hairstyle. But what they said made me very sad... They even said that I was only as good as my father." It will add chaos."

Between the pillars: ...

"You actually said that I am the same as my father!" Hiiragi Ye repeated aggrievedly: "Obviously I won't make trouble..."

Between the pillars: ...

Son, is your point wrong?

"Hiragiha, reflect on what you did wrong here for a while." Hashirama coughed, put on a father's stern look, and said, "Your father, I was born and died on the battlefield for many years, facing countless deaths. I never cried when I left. A man should look like a man, you should think about these few words here."

Hashirama smiled triumphantly where Hiiragiha couldn't see.

He walked towards Yuyue's room and pushed open the sliding door.A circle of women surrounded by Mrs. Hokage in the room, originally scrambling to see Wakaba's cute face, retreated silently after discovering Hashirama's arrival.

The sliding door was closed, and the women's whispers came through the paper door.

"Ah, Little Trouble's father is here. Trouble's two-piece suit is ready. I feel sorry for Mrs. Yuyue, and I won't be able to get out of bed for a few days."

Between the pillars: ...

Yuyue picked up the little Luoye who was sleeping soundly from the bed, ignored the stupefied standing between the pillars at the door, and stared at the child intently.Hiiragiha looks like Hashirama, while Wakaba looks more like her in terms of facial features, which makes her very happy.She couldn't help looking at Luo Ye's face, and repeatedly patted Luo Ye's back with her hands.

"Yuyue?"

Hashirama called out tentatively, for fear of waking up Luo Ye or angering Yuyue who had a bad temper for no reason.

"En." Yuyue responded softly.

"..." Hashirama took a few steps towards her, and asked dejectedly, "Am I in trouble?"

The black line on the top of his head grows rapidly, ready to grow mushrooms at any time.

"Yeah." Yuyue said.

Hashirama lowered his head and sat on the ground in depression, wrapping his arms around his knees and choosing not to speak.

"It's okay." Yuyue's eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at the figure in Zhujian, and said, "It's not that troublesome. I'm used to it."

The black line above Hashirama's head is less.

"If any year really makes me feel troublesome to death, then I will solve you with my own hands." Yuyue put the sleeping Luo Ye back into the bed, walked to the window, looked up at the Sky: "However, there should be no such day."

Hashirama's mood cleared after rain.

"What do you mean?" He laughed for a while, then moved to Yuyue's side, put his hand on her waist inadvertently, and asked, "Does it mean that you never think I'm troublesome?"

"Who knows." Yuyue said lightly.

Her fingers poked out the window, her slender forefinger nibbling in the air.Wet water broke free from the air and poured into her palm.Suddenly gray lead clouds surged in the blue sky, covering up all the light.Tiny raindrops fell from the sky, fell to the ground, and hit the roof tiles and the water surface of the pond.

"It's raining again." Hashirama glanced at her fingers and said, "It's not good if it's always raining."

"Yeah." Yuyue looked up at the rain outside the house, without words.

"I used to hate rainy days. But now I like it more when it rains." Yuyue said: "At least, when it rains, you have to stay with me quietly. Otherwise, where do you go?" , where the rain will follow."

Between the pillars: ...

What a unique punishment.

You will rain you badly.

Yuyue withdrew her fingers, and the rain in the sky did not stop, as if to wash away all the dust.The dark green leaves hang slightly below the ground in the rain, and the rolling water drops flow down along the veins, and then fall to the ground, becoming one with the soil, waiting to start again in the coming year.

She used to hate rainy days, until the rain sent him to her.Whenever it rains, she can imprison the person she loves in the area that belongs to the rain, until the moment the rain stops, she will send him away.

Later, she no longer needed to use rain to keep him, nor did she need to use dreams to realize vain fantasies.

She no longer closes herself to the rain.

She had drawn herself within his grasp.

(Finish)