[Naruto] Kamui Post Office

Konoha Hospital.

Kakashi stared at the pale ceiling in a daze, the liquid in the bottle dripped rhythmically and flowed into his body along the needle.

Kakashi blinked, then stared at the bottle in a daze.

There were loud cicadas singing outside the window, and there was a flurry of footsteps in the corridor from far to near, and finally stopped at the door.

The footsteps seemed to be hesitating for something, but finally stopped.

"Dong dong!"

"Please come in..."

It's the Third Hokage.

He opened the door and walked into the room, and Kakashi sat up immediately.

"Lord Hokage!"

The third generation waved his hand, signaling Kakashi to lie down.

"I heard that you were seriously injured. Let me come and see you."

"...Thank you Hokage-sama."

"Kakashi, do you know the reason for your injury?" The third generation stretched out one hand to support the bamboo hat, and opened the window of the ward with the other hand, and the summer heat wave rushed in, as if to drown everyone .

"I..." Kakashi was a little hard to speak, he lowered his head, raised his head again, looked at the Third Hokage in embarrassment, pursed his lips, and finally opened his mouth, "I'm just trying to practice Sharingan... ..."

"The doctor said that what you suffered was mental injury." There was no pipe in his hand, and the feeling of emptiness made the third generation feel a little uncomfortable, "Kakashi, the burden of using Sharingan is too great for you .”

Kakashi bowed his head silently.

"You have been in a coma for three days, and the doctor said that you still need to stay in the hospital for a full week."

"Yes..." Kakashi turned his face away, and the third generation couldn't help sighing when he saw this.

"Kakashi, I can't rest assured that you stay in Anbu like this, you——leave Anbu!"

The wind blew gently, and Kakashi's eyes were hurt by the mottled white hair of the third Hokage under the bamboo hat.

"Be a Jonin—take a student, Kakashi."

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Kakashi returned to his apartment after being discharged from the hospital.

"I am back."

There is only one single male Jonin living in the empty apartment-a male Anbu ninja a few days ago, of course, the room is full of monotonous and boring atmosphere.

The life of a ninja - it's monotonous and boring.

Long-legged Kakashi walked over to the desk. Look, the pen was still lying on the ground. The single man stroked the ink stains on the chair, squatted down and picked up the pen on the ground.

That day, I fainted like this——

Kakashi is writing a letter to Obito.

In the morning, I went to visit Obito and the teacher at the Memorial Monument, and occasionally took out a pen and paper at night to write a letter to Obito.

Obito probably had a good time with Lin in another world, right?And teachers.Teachers and teachers must also have a good time.

I write letters from time to time like this, probably they will think I am very long-winded, right?

Kakashi couldn't help falling into self-loathing, and that Sharingan had unknowingly turned into a kaleidoscope with complex patterns.

In the apartment of the single male Jonin, but there are no letters~

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Kakashi's letter to Obito, Namikaze Minato will definitely not be able to see it.

Time went back to when Kakashi fainted a week ago.

Habitually monitoring Kirinin Village in the dark, Uchiha Obito was about to end today's mission, and the moment he opened the Kamui space and wanted to leave, a few pages of paper floated out in front of his eyes.

These few pages swaggered to Kirigakure Anbe's eyes.

"There is an enemy attack! Protect the secrets of the village!!"

Obito was suddenly sweating profusely.

Before the other party rushed to the front, Obito quickly transferred the few pages of "confidential documents" to Shenwei Space with Sharingan, and then left the scene quickly.

After getting out of danger, Obito wiped the sweat from his brow, got into the Shenwei space, and looked at these few pages.

"to my best friend Obito:"

Just after reading a few words, Obito felt his eyes burning and hurting.

He couldn't be more familiar with Kakashi's handwriting.

So here comes the question, how did these few pieces of paper float out of his eyes?

The author has something to say: Kakashi: The Sharingan that Obito sent me lost the photo of the love letter, it must have been sent to another world for Obito, so touched!

Obito: Hot eyes...

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Change the style of painting, change the mind, it is expected to be a short story, and the overall focus is on fun, no tricks, absolutely no tricks.