Konoha's cannon fodder life

"Daddy Hoofy, there are sharks!"

A small boat floated on the wide sea. Xiaohui sat on the boat and pointed at the sharks that surfaced from time to time and yelled. Obito kept the agreement with him and took him to the sea to fish, especially sharks.

"Watch out for shark bites!"

Obito intentionally scares the child. It was the first time Xiaohui saw a real shark, and Xiaohui had already forgotten his father's ruthless eyes in the morning. That kind of eyes looked too much at a child, like looking at objects without emotion.Xiaohui once determined that his father didn't like him, and maybe his father didn't care about anyone except his mother.

The sharks bit their hooks, and Obito pretended to be struggling to pull up the hooks by stepping on the board of the boat. The small wooden boat was pulled by the sharks to slide on the sea surface. Xiaohui hugged Obito tightly for fear of falling into the sea .

"The shark is coming!"

Obito pulled the fishing line hard, and the shark in the sea jumped up and splashed a burst of water. It grew a ferocious mouth and bit at the two. When the shark was less than half a meter away from the two of them, the space in front of Obito began to distort, and the shark was absorbed. Enter the divine power space.Xiaohui was terrified by this scene, but after waiting for a long time, he found that there was nothing in front of him. Neither he nor Uncle Afei was bitten by the shark.

"Uncle Ah Fei, where's the shark?"

"it's here!"

Xiaohui looked at the little fish in front of him in surprise, and stretched out his hand eager to try. "It's so cute, can Daddy Ah Fei lend me a look?"

"It's yours now!"

Obito took out a glass bottle from nowhere, and there was a clownfish in the bottle that was spitting out air bubbles. Xiaohui was so happy that he held the glass bottle and cheered. This was a joy he had never experienced before. Bouncing on board.Obito watched as the ice in Xiaohui's heart seemed to melt a lot. Facing such a naive and innocent child, he didn't know if his plan was necessary. He lost confidence in this world, but it seemed that confidence had returned to this child. up.

‘Hui’ represents sunshine, the sunshine of the sun, this ray of sunshine is slowly melting Obito’s heart. Or maybe the two are trying to warm each other up, but one lacks sunshine and the other lacks fatherly love.

At noon, Obito found a small island, and the two had dinner on the beach. Xiaohui began to focus on a big lobster, which was comparable to a desk.A shadow clone is grilling lobster with fire, and another is standing on the top of a coconut tree to choose which coconut is better to drink, and Obito is using kunaigi fish fillets, focused and serious.

Never having enjoyed such a star-studded treatment, Xiaohui didn't know what to do with the glass bottle in his arms. After a big meal, Obito and Xiaohui lay on the beach with the sea breeze blowing.

A pair of small hands rested quietly on his thighs to pinch his legs. Xiaohui's strength was so insignificant that he didn't feel it at all, but Obito felt it in his heart, and the softest feelings hidden deep in his heart were released.Obito, who was wearing a mask, shed tears, just because he couldn't see because of the mask.

Xiaohui squeezed very seriously, raised his head and showed a sunny smile: "Father A Fei, are you comfortable?"

"Use a little strength, I will take you to catch loach next time, I am the king of catching loaches."

"Really?"

Obito quietly turned his head and wiped away the tears in his mask and said with a smile: "Of course, Dad A Fei, I am the most powerful dad, I can do anything no matter what."

"Then..., Daddy Afei, can you make my dad like me?"

Obito glanced at Xiaohui who was waiting on him, Xiaohui pinched his legs to himself, although he had a smile on his face, he was still a little disappointed, wanted to cry but held back his tears, even if he was wronged, he didn't dare to speak to the family members. People say.People around said that his father used to be very cheerful and loved to laugh, but Xiaohui had never seen his father smile to him once, let alone take him out to have fun alone.

If one day Jiang Yuan smiled and said that he wanted to take Xiaohui to play, then Xiaohui would definitely suspect that his father was a counterfeit, which shows that Xiaohui is extremely lacking in his father's care.

"Do you think of me as the wish box in the old woman's hand?" Obito said while lying on the beach.

"No..., no, Daddy A Fei, don't think so." Xiaohui shrugged his head and said pitifully, "I just want my dad to play with me for a day, just one day. Mom always said that dad is very busy at work. I'm busy, and my dad never talks to me, so I want to be with my dad, just for a day even if I don't do anything."

Obito sat up and smiled proudly: "Actually, I am the wish box in the old woman's hand. I heard Xiaohui's sorrow and came down to help him. I agree to this wish!"

"Really?"

"No lie!"

Xiaohui threw himself on Obito and smiled happily, perfectly displaying an innocent child in front of him, like a ray of sunshine shining on Obito. After the fun, Xiaohui leaned against Obito and began to breathe. He picked up Xiaohui who was sleeping. The space on Obito's body was distorted, and the two of them disappeared into this uninhabited sea.

In Jiangyuan's house, Xiaohui, who was sleeping in a daze, could vaguely see his father's figure. He was taking off his shoes and socks to make a bed for himself, and then he gently placed himself on the bed and covered himself with a quilt.

"dad·······"

"Well, I'm here," a familiar voice sounded in Xiaohui's ears. He had heard this voice many times, but this time there was gentleness in the voice.

Xiaohui raised his eyelids and asked, "Did you play with me just now?"

"Hey, rest at ease."

The blurred figure of his father kissed his forehead, with warm body temperature without those strange smells, Xiaohui slowly closed his eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes and dripped on the pillow.The blurred figure of his father stood on the desk and looked at a photo, which was Xiaohui's only picture in the same frame as his father, and it was made up of two photos.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, when Xiaohui woke up, there was the sound of tableware in the kitchen outside the door, and the sky outside the window had already turned yellow.Xiaohui didn't dare to say one thing, because his father always had a smell of cigarettes because he often smoked, and that father didn't smell of cigarettes when he kissed him.

Obito lied to him, and Xiaohui also lied to Obito. Both of them are tolerant and concealing each other. The truth always runs counter to expectations, but neither of them cares about the truth, they just covet this temporary tenderness.

This glass bottle was placed on the desk, and the clownfish inside was still wandering in it, spitting bubbles non-stop. Picking up the glass bottle, Xiaohui wanted her mother to see this little fish too.Walking into the kitchen, Xiaohui showed Xiaoyu in front of Jiuzi as if asking for credit, and he also received gentle encouragement from his mother.

"Dad just came home. Take it over and let him have a look. You have to be brave, you know?"

Xiaohui lowered his head and hesitated: "But..."

"Don't be afraid, be brave."

Xiaohui, who was encouraged by his mother, walked to the living room with a glass bottle. Jiang Yuan sat on the sofa and looked through the documents. This was his talisman at home, which proved that Jiang Yuan was very busy. Xiaohui was very afraid of his father and stretched out the glass bottle in his hand to hesitate.

"This... this is my little fish."

Jiang Yuan glanced at the little fish in the glass bottle, raised his eyebrows and stared at his child emotionlessly, Xiaohui saw this emotionless gaze again, and burst into tears of grievance.That is definitely not the look at a living person, but the look at a certain object, cold-blooded and ruthless.

"I am working."

"Oh."

Xiaohui responded with a cry and walked into her room holding the glass bottle, covering her mouth and nose with the quilt and crying softly, even though she was wronged, she didn't dare to speak out.