I, who was determined to stay in Naruto, became the white moonlight

"Why do I seem to be the only one collecting information?"

Kakashi Hatake's cold face behind a mask peeked out from under the eaves. Not only did he not feel guilty about scaring Haruko Hayama in the house, but he looked at her with resentful eyes.

"Kakashi?" Haruko recovered from her shock, stood up and walked to the window, looking up and down at his upside-down body, "Did you just come back?"

The moon was in the sky, and thin silver rays of light fell on Hatake Kakashi's folded arms.

"You live too comfortably. You do nothing but go fishing with Granny Chiyo all the time. Senior Tsunade is even worse. After she learned the location of the casino from me, she has not been seen for several days."

"Aren't you, Kakashi, collecting the information?" Haruko's already guilty voice gradually died away under his dead eyes.

Questioning in his heart whether he should not have come here, Hatake Kakashi sighed.

"Is your mission really only to collect information about the restoration of the Sand Village? I always feel like you two are quite absent-minded about this mission."

Fearing that his keen intuition would lead him to the truth, Haruko Zao held his head in panic.

Hatake Kakashi:...?

Facing his stinky face, Haruko Asagi smiled awkwardly, "Are you tired of hanging there, Kakashi? I'll help hold your head up!"

"...Do you think you won't be tired if you keep your head up?" Hatake Kakashi really wanted her to go back and graduate from the Ninja Academy again.

If Haruko Zaoma knew what he was thinking, she would probably put her hands on her hips and yell: She has already been to school three times!

Worried that she would do something strange again, Hatake Kakashi motioned for her to stand further away, then turned around and jumped onto the windowsill.

The sound of the wind, carrying the coolness and crispness from his body, blew past Haruko's ears in the morning.

Against the bright moonlight, Hatake Kakashi squatted on the windowsill, his deep eyes staring straight at her, and in the intersection of their eyes, there was an invisible undercurrent of imperceptible subtlety.

"What's your plan?"

"Ok?"

Hatake Kakashi looked at her quietly for a few seconds, "I want to be your plan."

At that moment, there was a feeling that neither the moon nor Haruko Zaoma could understand.

He said "to be" instead of "want to be". The young Hatake Kakashi seemed to be quite obsessed with knowing her secret. He might not know the details, but he had to become a participant in her secret.

This was the thoughtfulness he left for her, and also the specialness he left for himself.

Seeing determination in his eyes, Haruko Zaoma smiled helplessly.

Anyway, he has already followed me, and I won't be able to keep it a secret from him for much longer. I might as well tell him, which will allow him to better assist my plan.

"Let's wait a little longer, until Kazekage's wife gives birth."

"The Kazekage's wife?" Hatake Kakashi frowned, not knowing how her plan was related to this unknown person.

In the morning, Haruko took a step forward, met his inquiring gaze, and calmly told him word by word.

"My plan is to keep her alive."

……

The news that Fengying's wife had given birth prematurely hit them like a gale carrying sand, making everyone's faces look heavy.

The Sand Village was still wary of the three ninjas from Konoha. Even with the company of Chiyo, a high-level advisor, they were stopped downstairs and could only stand outside and wait.

However, judging from the panic-stricken looks on the faces of everyone coming in and out, the delivery was not going smoothly.

Tsunade rubbed her hungover head and glanced at Haruko Hayama who looked nervous as if she was facing a great enemy, and her nerves turned with pain.

"No wonder you asked me to come along. I thought you really wanted to go on a girlfriend trip with me."

Seeing that she had been playing carefree for a few days before realizing the purpose of coming here, Haruko was a little amused, but she coaxed her: "After all, Tsunade is known as the 'medical saint'."

"No matter how good I am, I can't help deliver a baby." Tsunade muttered.

The sound of the door being pushed open and hitting the wall interrupted their conversation, and Chiyo with a grim expression rushed out, followed by the senior executives behind her.

As soon as she saw where they were, Chiyo hurried over and shouted, "Slug girl! Come here!"

Tsunade straightened up from her lazy stance, "What is it?"

"Karula is having a difficult birth and is now bleeding heavily!" Realizing that she was too flustered, Chiyo took a few quick breaths and looked at her seriously, "We need Konoha's help."

Tsunade glanced past her and scanned the people behind her who had surprised expressions but did not refute, and did not agree immediately.

Following her gaze, she noticed the frowning faces of the people behind her, and Chiyo cursed these stubborn senior executives in her heart.

Receiving Chiyo's angry look, several senior executives looked away guiltily and stopped looking at them with arrogance.

Chiyo slowed down her voice and requested again: "We need your help, Medical Princess."

Seeing that Tsunade was still indifferent, Haruko patted her hands helplessly, "Tsunade."

Tsunade snorted, but lowered her folded arms, "You can ask me to help, I want to take Haruko in with me."

"What is a kid doing in there?" One of the senior executives was immediately dissatisfied when he heard her request.

Tsunade glared at the man with a sharp gaze until his face turned pale under the arrogant gazes of the crowd. He bent down and apologized to Haruko Hayama in a low voice amid Chiyo's scolding.

Watching a group of people rushing out in a hurry, and rushing back in a hurry, taking his two teammates with him, Hatake Kakashi was left alone and forgotten there. He turned around silently and straightened his back.

This is not loneliness, this is arrogance.

Karula's condition was very bad. She had a weak physical condition and had given birth to two children. Now she was barely breathing hard after giving birth to her third child.

The moment she stepped into the room, Tsunade lost her nonchalant temperament, and her brown eyes were full of solemnity.

After sending everyone else out of the room, Tsunade exchanged glances with Hayama Haruko and began to perform medical techniques, while Hayama Haruko assisted her at the side, ready to use her eye techniques at any time.

Time passed by minute by minute, like fine needles piercing the hearts of everyone waiting outside the room.

Finally, the door opened.

Tsunade, with a tired look on her face, clamored to drink to make up for her lost energy. The Kazekage, who was only thinking about his wife, gratefully ordered his subordinates to provide the princess with free medical treatment, and then strode into the ward.

He suddenly became the savior of Kazekage's wife, and after a moment of stunned silence, everyone immediately agreed to Haruko Zaoma's request to see the child.

Following Chiyo to the room where the baby was temporarily kept, Haruko Asama raised her hand and gently touched the red-haired child.

He was still sleeping soundly and had no reaction when being touched. He looked like a well-behaved and easy-to-care-for child. This was Gaara, the Gaara whose destiny had been rewritten.

Chiyo, who was standing next to him, took a closer look at him and muttered, "He can barely compare with Scorpion in appearance."

Hearing her childish words of dissatisfaction, Zaojian Qingzi laughed, "If you like, can't you come visit him anytime? According to your qualifications, you can be considered his mother-in-law."

"I retired a long time ago, so I don't have the time to take care of children." Chiyo snorted.

Haruko Asahi withdrew her hand from touching the baby, and seeing Chiyo's puzzled expression, she walked forward and hugged her old but warm body, like a child showing respect and love to an old person.

"Can't you come visit him more often? After I leave...you'll be alone again."

"Although his mother survived, as a Jinchūriki, his future will be difficult. I am worried about him, and I can't let you go. Can't I try to love him as my second grandson?"

The tangled palms unconsciously stroked the back of the young girl forgotten by time. Chiyo lowered her eyes, hiding all the sadness and sorrow that she did not want to show in front of others.

After a while, Chiyo stepped out of her arms, still being the grumpy old woman.

"It's not that easy to be my grandson."

Knowing that she was saying one thing and thinking another again, Haruko laughed and was about to coax her, but was interrupted by her action.

Chiyo patted her shoulder solemnly, looking at the excellent disciple in front of him, full of satisfaction.

"He has to work harder than you."