Little White Hair of the Konoha Banner

"Uh-huh~uh-huh~"

It was already morning when they came out of the Hokage's office. Xiaobai Mao and Hatake Kakashi were holding hands. If it weren't for Hatake Kakashi's evil smile as he wanted to buy a book, this scene would be full of the warmth of family affection. ah.

"Uh-huh~"

Seeing Xiao Bai Mao's head lowered along the way, Hatake Kakashi frowned, took out a few small denomination notes from his wallet and handed them to Xiao Baimao; "Do you want money?"

"It's a bit short." When he heard that he was going to give himself money, Xiao Baimao's eyes lit up when he looked up. When he found that there was only a mere 500 taels, he was a little disappointed again.

砰

"Usually, 500 taels is enough for you, idiot." A hand knife hit the little white hair on the head. Kakashi Hatake discovered that the feeling of hitting the little white hair was getting better and better. He had to find more opportunities to hit the little white hair. A few more times.

"But" if Xiao Baimao knew the Hinata kid named Kazuda, he would definitely find that his expression and movements are the same as that of Hinata Kida Kazuma, almost becoming a steam girl; "But this is not enough to customize beautiful clothes. Yes."

Hearing this, Kakashi took a look at Xiao Bai Mao's clothes; "It's very good. These clothes were worn by me when I was a child. If I put a mask on again and said that this is my son, no one would believe it."

yes, that's right

All the clothes worn by Little Shiromao were from when Kakashi Hatake was a child. People of the older generation are very diligent and thrifty, so their children’s clothes, diapers, etc. are all washed and stored in the sun. Waiting for relatives and friends to give birth to children at home for others to use.

Kakashi went to collect the diapers from home because his own diapers had been packed away. Speaking of this, it seems that because of this little white hair, all the neighbors near his home have moved away.

砰

For no reason, Hatake Kakashi gave the little white hair another blow.

"Then how much do you want to order new clothes?"

"10 taels"

砰

You are really rude. The full amount in Orochimaru's envelope was a little more than 15, less than [-]. You actually asked for a lot of money in one go. Who said you are an idiot and weird?

Little Bai Mao was hit on the head again, and this time he was not happy; after being hit so many times, he still didn't give himself any money; he shook off Kakashi's little hand and covered his head with both hands; "If you hit me again, I will fall out."

Kakashi crossed his arms and refused to leave. He looked at the little white-haired boy with interest, "Please turn it over for me."

slightly slightly ~~

Idiocy

砰

This is called a grimace, not a falling out.

Kakashi Hatake held his forehead with one hand and looked up at the sky. Well, it was cloudless and it was a sunny day. Otherwise, he would have wanted to kill this little white-haired boy with a lightning strike from his Raikiri.

"1 taels is enough to customize four sets of clothes, not much more."

Finally, when approaching Hatake's house, Kakashi Hatake couldn't resist Xiaobai Mao's constant rubbing along the way. He took out 1 taels of large-denomination bills from his wallet and handed them to Xiao Baimao.

"Thank you Mr. Kakashi"

1 taels is a lot, and there is still some left after ordering four sets of clothes. After getting the ticket, Xiaobai Mao bowed to Kakashi, turned around and ran away quickly.

It's still morning, and Hatake Kakashi has already asked for leave from the ninja shop for him. Today is another beautiful day, and he can just go to custom-made clothes.

Two sets every day, two sets for Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Itachi bought ten pieces of three-color meatballs, and as for the stinky Sasuke, humph, just make him a wooden fish rice ball.

As for the remaining money, let's treat Naruto to ramen later.

Without too much hesitation, Little Bai Mao headed towards the clothing store where Hatake Kakashi took him to before. At that time, Hatake Kakashi took him to buy a ninja tool bag.

According to Kakashi, that shop has the best clothing craftsmanship in Konoha and uses the best materials. The most important thing is that the price is also the most expensive.

"Welcome~" The boss here is a woman who is nearly seventy years old. When she saw the person coming, she greeted him; "It turns out to be little Kakashi. Do you want to buy ready-made clothes or make them custom-made?"

"Grandma~ I am not Mr. Kakashi. I am his adopted child. Have you forgotten again?" Xiao Baimao was speechless. The last time he accompanied Kakashi, this grandma had already separated herself from Kakashi. It was thought that Konoha Baiga brought his son Kakashi to buy clothes.

"Kakashi, do you want to buy ready-made clothes or custom-made clothes?" Grandma didn't hear what Little Baimao said and pulled Little Baimao to the counter; "Children shouldn't cover their faces all the time. Look at this little kid. What a cute face.”

"I want to order four sets of clothes, one for men and one for women." Little Bai Mao sighed helplessly. The memory of this grandma still stayed in Kakashi's childhood; "The men are a little shorter than me, and the two sets of women's clothes are The cheongsam only needs to be half a head taller than me, and the most beautiful fabric in the store should be used, grandma."

Xiao Baimao looked at the clothes he was wearing that remained unchanged all year round. After thinking about it, he added two more sets and told his grandma that it would be best to match the two sets of women's clothes.

"Match it with the cheongsam and make it into a people's uniform." Grandma nodded and measured the height of Little Baimao; fortunately, Tiantian and Naruto's figures were not much different from Little Baimao's, otherwise This time it was really money wasted.

"Uncle store manager, here I come~"

Ninja shop.

As soon as he called out after entering the door, Xiao Baimao saw the store manager, who was dozing off on the counter with his chin in one hand. Phew, slow down, Xiao Baimao bypassed the store manager and ran to the backyard.

"This kid." The store manager raised his eyelids and saw the little Bai Mao sneaking into the backyard to look for his daughter like a thief. He couldn't help but snorted softly and continued to doze off.

Little Baimao thought he had sneaked in without being noticed by the store manager, so he foolishly approached Tiantian, who was practicing again early in the morning. "Tiantian, you practiced early in the morning again, aren't you afraid that you won't have the energy to go to class later?"

咚

After throwing the kunai in his hand onto the red dot of the target, Tiantian turned back to look at Little Bai Mao; "Mr. Kakashi has already left a note at the door of the store asking for personal leave, why are you still free to come here?" "

"Hey, hey." When he saw Tiantian, Little Baimao felt silly again. He picked up a handkerchief and carefully wiped away Tiantian's sweat. "How are you? Are you tired? Do you want to continue practicing in the morning?"

"You're here, why don't I leave you alone in boredom?" Wei Wei closed his eyes, and Tiantian was used to having his sweat wiped away by the little white hair during the rest time after every training.

The little white hair has already arrived, and Tiantian can only stop and rest.

The two of them were lying under the eaves, looking at the blue sky quietly. Xiao Baimao suddenly sat up; "Tiantian, I recently learned a ninjutsu from an uncle that can kill you. Do you want to see it?"

"How come there is such a mess of ninjutsu~" Tiantian still lay there without getting up. He turned over and rested his head on Xiao Baimao's lap. He is such an idiot. It's now like this, don't you? Should you stay with me?

"Really, really, let me show you a show." Last night, the spot check on ninjutsu was successful. Xiao Baimao couldn't help but want to show it to Tiantian. This is his capital.