[Naruto] Let me graduate Kakashi!

Ming Xin doesn't care how the two silver-haired ones, one big and one small, will react, depending on the situation, the next thing is to stage some warm eight o'clock stalls of reunions after a long absence and family reunions.

She wasn't interested in watching a play, so Ming Xin picked up her own fried rice and was going back to her room to continue filling her stomach. The man hugged his thigh.

Ming Xin glanced down, and saw the bunch of silver hairs. The little ghost raised his face, opened a pair of big watery eyes, and looked at her mistyly. The immature childish voice was completely different from the previous ghost cry out of the dimension.

"Beautiful sister, you will protect Hammer, right?"

Hey, he deliberately acted cute, but unfortunately, these are useless to Ming Xin.

"Little devil," Ming Xin looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice, "Do you want to keep your claws?"

Before the silver-haired kid could react, Kakashi lifted him to the other side by the back of his collar. At this moment, the sound of clogs got closer, and the mysterious woman just now , also appeared in the field of vision of everyone.

Ah, it seems that I can only watch one game at [-] o'clock, Ming Xin thinks so.

The woman was dressed in a black samurai uniform, with her hands in her pockets casually, but she was standing upright, her chin was slightly raised, her dazzling silver hair only reached her ears, and the broken hair on her forehead blocked her eyes, but she could still be discerned. It was a pair of long and narrow Danfeng eyes, a little like Kakashi, she also wore a black mask, covering the parts below the eyes.

Murderous?Ming Xin frowned, and looked at the samurai sword pinned by the woman on her waist. The scabbard was also completely black, with only a dark gold circle around the handle. It looked like a very ordinary samurai sword.

"Ming Xin," Kakashi put one hand in his pocket and held the kid in the other, looked at Ming Xin with a lazy voice, "Didn't you just ask about your room? Now, the former owner of that room is this... "

Before the introduction was over, he was interrupted by the woman.

"Well, my streamer is trembling with excitement." A hand wearing a patent leather glove slowly stretched out from his pocket, and pressed it on the handle of the knife with a snap, "I haven't been this excited for a long time. Woolen cloth."

Before he finished a sentence, the ending was still trembling in place, Ming Xin felt a flash in front of his eyes, instinctively avoided the bright light, raised the bowl of fried rice high with one hand, turned around a few times and retreated to the corner, waiting She stood still, holding the bowl of fried rice in front of her chest with one hand, pressing the other hand against the wall behind her, and then raised her eyes, and the woman opposite had already drawn out her samurai sword, holding it with both hands, lying on the wall. In front of him, Ming Xin could even see that the blade was shining with a cold light, carrying a cold and murderous aura.

Ming Xin moved his gaze to the woman's feet, the man moved again, and slashed towards him without any extra movement, the speed was so fast that he couldn't see the knife clearly, he could only catch a blur of white light !In the blink of an eye, Ming Xin only had time to throw the bowl in his hand upwards. Without moving his feet, his entire upper body turned 180 degrees, avoiding the chop again, and was parallel to the woman. His hands also neatly formed a cross lock. , clasping the woman's wrist, the woman's movements froze, and Ming Xin was able to free one hand at this moment, and stretched out to catch the bowl of fried rice that just fell down.

While the woman was hanging under the blade in mid-air, a few strands of black hair gently floated down and landed on the floor.

The girl didn't care how much her hair was shaved, she just stared at the ceramic bowl in her hand and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she caught it, she was still hungry.

But the woman seemed to know that Ming Xin would have such a trick, her cold eyes seemed to glance in Ming Xin's direction, her brows were raised slightly, and she hit the girl's chest with a horizontal elbow, while Ming Xin's eyes were looking at the fried rice, but his ears were not When the woman was idle, when the woman moved, she would turn her footsteps slightly, leaning against her back, slipped lightly, and avoided it sensitively again.

Ming Xin brought the bowl of fried rice to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. It seemed that he was affected by the cold light. The food was cold. She doesn't like cold food. She dared to disturb her while she was eating. , the broken hair on the forehead also flourished, this kind of person is unforgivable!Not even Kakashi's old friend!Now, it's her turn!

And the woman seemed to be more interested, and she didn't intend to stop. She held the knife and changed her position. Although she was wearing a mask, she also blocked the smile on her face.

"Enough." Although the two had fought back and forth a few times, it was only a blink of an eye. Kakashi stepped between the two, holding the woman's wrist holding the knife with one hand, "Kana Hatake Son, enough is enough."

In the eyes, it is an obvious warning.

Another surname Hatake?Ming Xin casually tossed the fried rice that he thought was uneatable onto the dining table, clapped his hands, and looked at the little devil strangely.

"You...you...what do you think I'm doing?" The little ghost hugged the table leg tremblingly, this woman was able to draw even with the dominatrix, it was terrifying!Also, she just said to let him keep his claws... that must be what she meant!So perverted! "Let me tell you...although I'm handsome, I'm immune to pretty sisters!"

"I'm just curious," Ming Xin rubbed his chin, "How did a dead fish eye and a red phoenix eye give birth to a big almond eye? A genetic mutation?"

ha?Hatake Hammer Ichiro immediately covered his eyes with his hands, did the pervert mean to goug his eyes?No!

Hatake Kanako had already put away the knife, and chuckled lightly, and Ming Xin noticed that it was Kakashi who stopped her, so she raised her chin in displeasure.

"Kakashi, you go to stop her, do you think I will not be able to beat her?"

"Of course not!" Kakashi explained with his hands upright, "I'm just a peace-loving democrat. It's not good for everyone to fight and kill when they meet for the first time. Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea and chat?"

"The men in the Hatake family are really more timid than the other." Kanako first glanced at Kakashi and the brat with disdain, "ah, I haven't even had a sip of water after driving for a long time."

Kanako seemed to have just remembered, and carelessly dragged a chair over, leaned forward to take the teapot and cup, leaned on the chair with one leg, poured herself a cup, and finished it with one gulp, sighing contentedly. All of a sudden, like a rogue hooligan.

Drinking plain water is enough to kill a bottle of Erguotou...

"Ming Xin, I didn't finish the introduction just now," Kakashi scratched his head a little nervously, "This is Kanako Hatake, my... elder sister."

Kakashi has a sister?How come no one has ever heard of it?

"It's been almost 20 years since I ran away from home," Kanako put down her teacup, as if she knew Ming Xin's doubts, she unexpectedly explained, "I happened to pass by Konoha today, so I came back by the way to offer incense to the old man."

Old...old man?Ming Xin tilted her head, what she said should be...

"Ah, it's the Konoha Shiraya that people often talk about," Kanako smacked her lips, "but it's been so many years, so I guess not many remember it? Haha."

Konoha Baiya, when this name is mentioned, everyone respects it. You are his daughter, yet you use such a nonchalant, even contemptuous tone.

"Talk slowly," anyway, they are still a family, and there will inevitably be a family reunion at eight o'clock, "I'm going back to my room first."

"Don't you want to eat?" Kakashi stopped Ming Xin, turned his head to look at the bowl of fried rice on the table, understood Ming Xin's meaning, and smiled at Ming Xin again, "Then wait a little longer, I will Go make another one for you, soon."

Ming Xin just left a sentence of no need, and stepped back to her room.

"Tch," Kanako couldn't take it anymore, holding a toothpick in his mouth, "my childish brother, your elder sister has been driving for a long time, and she hasn't even had a sip of water."

"Didn't you just drink?"

Kakashi turned around and turned towards the kitchen, but was hugged by someone...a knee?He lowered his eyes and saw that it was the little devil, Hatake Ichiro Hatake, and the little devil used the same trick again, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Kakashi with watery eyes, the waxy little Shotaiyin.

"Dear uncle, let's make a portion for Chongchui too, he's hungry."

"Hammer Ichiro-kun," Kakashi squinted his eyes and touched his little head, "Who said just now that he had eaten egg fried rice for eight years, the tone of not wanting to see egg fried rice again is very special." Impressive."

"I lied," the little ghost raised his face hard, "Chui Chui is only six years old, and he hasn't eaten for eight years."

"Hatake Hammer Ichiro," Kanako slammed the teacup, "Is your skin itchy? Talk to me!"

The little guy quickly withdrew his hands, hanging on his sides, standing upright, with his chest up and his stomach held high.

"Go," Kanako pointed to the corner of the wall, "Look at the wall and think about life."

"it is good."

Mr. Hammer Ichiro pursed his lips, not daring to show any grievances, he dragged his steps to the corner of the wall step by step, and stood silently.

Kanako followed Kakashi to the kitchen, leaning on the edge of the door with one hand, standing crookedly, looking at Kakashi who was already busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Who is that girl?"

"Someone who will call you Eldest Sister in the near future," Kakashi said without turning his head, "Of course, the premise is that we can still touch you."

"You still look underage? That girl is quite attractive," Kanako bit the toothpick, raised her thumb with her free hand, "Not bad, beautiful job, teacher-student relationship?"

The younger brother sweated a little, and after a while he let out a sigh of relief.

"That's it."

"Are you sure?"

This time, Kakashi stopped, and there was already a crackling sound in the oil pan, but he was only stunned for a second, and then continued to move his hands.

"She used to have someone she liked, but, due to various reasons, now, she has forgotten that person."

Kanako put away her foolish attitude, and looked at her younger brother's back with serious eyes.

"Kakashi, are you taking advantage of this?"

"Yes, I know it's selfish to do this," Kakashi held the handle of the pot in one hand and the spatula in the other, skillfully stirring, "But I just can't help it, I just want to keep her by my side. "

"Kakashi, the world is impermanent, you should remember it, and you will always remember it. When the time comes, what will you do?"

"So, your younger brother has used various means to keep her by his side, just thinking that when that day really comes, there may be a one in ten thousand chance that the balance in her heart...will it be Lean a little towards me?"

"My poor brother," Kanako wailed exaggeratedly, "When did you have the spirit of a moth?"

Kakashi just smiled at himself, and continued to move. Kanako leaned against the edge of the door, twisted her neck, and looked at her younger brother. This time, her voice was surprisingly gentle.

"Kakashi, don't get in too deep, you'll get hurt."

"Okay," Kakashi turned off the fire, divided a large pot of fried rice into three plates, took off his apron, and turned his head to gesture to Kanako, "there are two more for you and Ichiro Hammer. "

Kanako looked over her head and gave a compliment.

"It looks better than the old man's craftsmanship."

"Kanako," Kakashi walked up to her with a plate in his hand, "Your son is already so old, he must be able to cook too? Would you like to teach me a few things?"

Only now did Kakashi realize that he could only go to the hall, but not the kitchen...

"My stupid brother," Kanako put a hand on Kakashi's shoulder, pointing to herself first, "How can I save you who only know how to cook fried rice?" Pointing to Kakashi.

Kakashi patted his hand off his shoulder angrily, passed her and was about to leave the kitchen to deliver food to Ming Xin.

"You're wrong, I can still cook omurice."

But Kanako turned around and stopped him, told him to wait, turned around and walked to the front of the sink to pick up the two plates, then walked to Kakashi, and walked towards her, oh no, Mingxin's room go.

"You go and give it to Hammer Ichiro, I'll go find my future siblings to cultivate relationships."

"Hey, what are you doing again?"

Kakashi stopped her, and Kanako turned around and gave him a wink.

"Trust your sister, otherwise, how do you think that little dumpling got here?"

That's right, Kakashi looked at the egg fried rice in his hand, when did his sister give birth to a son?The small appearance of Hammer Ichiro was carved out of the same mold as that guy.

"hello."

The door was not closed, it was only slightly covered. Kanako knocked on the door meaningfully, then stretched out her foot and pushed the door open. Ming Xin was standing in front of the window in a daze. Hearing the sound, she turned her head to look at Kanako and raised her eyebrows. .

"Changed the place to continue? It's just that this is still your room, so you're not afraid of being destroyed?"

Kanako raised the plate in her hand, stepped forward to put the plate down first, then moved it over the small wooden table familiarly, put two plates of fried rice on it, and winked at Ming Xin.

"Let's eat fried rice together, girl!"

For the sake of being hungry... Ming Xin walked over, sat cross-legged opposite Kanako, unceremoniously grabbed his own spoon, and put it in his mouth.

"Kakashi told you that this used to be my room."

Kanako had already raised her head first, Ming Xin just looked up at her, nodded and said nothing.

"Did that kid also say that upstairs is a restricted area?"

Ming Xin didn't even lift his head lazily this time.

"It's not his fault. He didn't tell you because he was afraid that you would be awkward." Kanako put down the spoon and began to talk on her own, "The upstairs is the master bedroom, the room of the old man and mother. Back then, That's where the old man committed suicide."

The spoon in the girl's hand stopped, she chewed slowly for a while, and then put down the spoon.

Damn it, don't even think about eating today's meal, right?