When Kamui wears Uchiha

Standing next to Kamui, it turned out to be Sakumo Hatake, the king of the topic on the battlefield recently.

The messy silver-white short hair is covered with blood and dirt, obviously no time to take care of it, a short knife is slanted behind his back, a slightly worn-out ninja vest is on his thin body, his face is tired and vicissitudes, and he looks old. It sounded plain, but when he looked down at Shenwei from a height, he felt a ferocious aura.

The eyes are fierce, like a wild dog staring at the bone.

"It's been a long time since I saw you, uncle with white hair." Anyway, it's not shameful for Zhengtai to pretend to be young, Shenwei pushed the empty bucket on the table aside, and raised his hand smilingly to invite with an admiring attitude of a cute junior: " Do you want to sit down and talk about the past?"

Most of the seniors liked him very much, and Sakumo Hatake's murderous aura was still in his body, but he still nodded hesitantly amidst the anticipation that was full of divine power.

When he sat down, he backed away subconsciously. Obviously, even after a long time, this Konoha Baiya still remembered some kind of obstinate... resentment from the brat in front of him towards his hair color... resentment, it should be resentment.

The resentment from brother control is extremely powerful no matter which world it is!

When Hatake Sakumo sat down, the cafeteria uncle had quickly cooked the instant noodles and put them on the table, and he added hot water and chopsticks in a disciplined manner.

The uncle did not leave in a hurry, but teased with a smile all over his face: "It's strange, Shenwei, why didn't I hear you say that I have a good relationship with Senior Hatake."

"It's a relationship of respect." Shenwei nodded seriously, "But if we get closer, can I add half a bucket of rice to the cafeteria in the future?"

The uncle showed heartache on his face, but he felt that he couldn't make a gesture in front of the battlefield heroes he admired, so he was cruel, and let go: "Isn't it every time that I ask you to add food, well, it's because of your birthday today Come on, add another half barrel."

"Haha, thank you!" Shenwei's eyes lit up, and he applauded and cheered to express his joy.

Hatake Sakumo, who was at the side, didn't speak in silence. After the cafeteria uncle turned around and was busy, he asked, "Are you already a Chunin?"

Kamui looked at him with a smile.

As if he didn't need his answer, Hatake Sakumo continued to say indifferently: "Today is your...seventh birthday, I didn't expect it to be so long." He took off the short knife behind his back, picked up the The rag wiped off the blood on the scabbard carefully, "I would also like to thank you and your companion for sending me back that day."

"You are welcome."

Kamui's eyes turned to the knife in his hand, and then back to Hatake Sakumo's face. After thinking for a while, he said with a clear purpose: "Anyway, since it's a senior who met me, can I look forward to it? What about birthday presents?"

"Shall we have a fight?" Sakumo Hatake's face was no longer numb, and there was a smile on his face, "I'm afraid not, and birthdays are useless. I'm going to go to Sand Ninja Village to negotiate right after I eat. If you want to fight, you have to wait." I come back."

"Ah." Shenwei was disappointed.

"You don't need this expression, your physical skills should have improved a lot, and I have the same thoughts as you." Hatake Sakumo lowered his eyes and stared at the blade with a slight smile, "I have reached the peak where I can no longer improve. If you are the younger generation, I hope to see that you are even better, this sword will be much better than mine, and it will be your successor."

Shenwei held his face in one hand and shook the stump of hair on his head, "...so familiar."

He thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "Isn't this what Dai said just now? Could it be, uncle, you have a child too?"

Hatake Sakumo calmly said: "It is true."

Kamui wondered, and also questioned the existence of fatherly love. He stared and said, "Even if you are a child, you have your own way, just like me, didn't you inherit the illusion of the Uchiha family?"

"I believe in him, because he is my son!" Hatake Sakumo looked at Kamui, with determination and pride in his tone, "My Bai Fang's successor, even if he is a genius like you, he will definitely not be inferior!"

Shenwei: "..." He didn't speak.

Originally a cold uncle, Hatake Sakumo said softly at this time: "I heard that you have a younger brother, haven't you thought about teaching him the best of yourself?"

"A child's crying expression is ugly." Shenwei curled his lips and said incongruously, "...I don't care..."

"Okay, let's stop talking, let's eat first, and it's almost time to go on the road, so we can't be late." Hatake Sakumo smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the noodles with sauce that had dissipated the heat. The ninja on the board was very grateful for the food. After he finished eating, he wiped his mouth, clasped his hands together, and said softly, "Thank you for the hospitality."

Before the words were finished, Shenwei and he turned their heads at the same time, looking at the door.

"Sakumo, I finally found you. Here, something from your home." A Chunin from the Konoha communication team rushed in, shouted at Hatake Sakumo, and was pleasantly surprised when he saw Kamui in a blink of an eye. Said: "Ah, the little genius of Uchiha's family is also there, just to save me from making another trip, and I have something for you."

"what?"

Kamui and Hatake Sakumo looked at each other in a daze, the latter had some guesses and was a little excited, "Is it something from home?"

Kamui has a strange expression.

Hatake Sakumo hurriedly stood up, clenched his hands tightly, somewhat suppressing his excitement.

The chunin of the communication team picked out two items from a large pile of items in their hands, and handed them to Kamui and Hatake Sakumo without any explanation, and then hurriedly left after saying that they would continue to distribute them.

Something from home?

Shenwei looked at the package in his hand strangely, the size and feel of it, it was clearly a photo frame!God, it must be those things again!

"Uncle, I still have something to do, let's go first!"

He didn't even care about the rice, Shenwei held the package in his hand like a time bomb, his whole body looked like an enemy, stood up, didn't even wear shoes and socks, pushed open the window of the cafeteria, and jumped out.

Hatake Sakumo was holding the package, and the conditioned reflex was to turn his head, looking at Kamui's leaving back in surprise, "...what's wrong with him?"

The uncles in the cafeteria poked their heads out and laughed loudly, "It must have been something from Grandma Shenwei! Those things are no wonder Shenwei looks like that! Hahahaha! After all, I am still a child! That's why I am so shy! Hahaha!"

Shy, unimaginable.

Hatake Sakumo asked curiously: "What are these things?" He seemed to think of something again, and scratched his cheek in embarrassment, "If you can't say it, then..."

"There's nothing we can't say." The uncle covered his stomach, almost laughing and crying, "We have seen it three or four times, and we have sent pacifiers, diapers, and some baby molars, which can vaguely be seen as items that look like gods, haha , Grandma Shenwei also took great pains to bring the two brothers closer!"

Another uncle added: "Actually, the most important thing is Shenwei's expression when he sees these things..."

Hatake Sakumo imagined this picture in his brain, the boy with long braids sat shyly on the cushion, tidied his diaper lightly, then lowered his eyes, smiled emotionally, and called Ododo...

Uh, would Kamui do that?

Holding such a weird thought, he couldn't get rid of it. When Hatake Sakumo remembered that he wanted to check the package, he was already three or four miles away from the camp.

Opening the package, there was——

A paper diaper still looks like a map of leaves, with a line of crooked, graffiti-like fonts on it.

"Unnie, I miss you~"

His son can write?Less than two years old, obviously not!

His nanny would teach his son to call him Ernie?Obviously not!

I took the wrong thing, where is the photo of his precious son!Hatake Sakumo was dumbfounded, speechless and tearful looking at the sky where the yellow sand was flying, shouting in his heart: Uchiha Kamui!

Shenwei was sitting at the gate of the camp, with a paralyzed face, looking at the half-meter-long package on the opposite side, not wanting to open it to see what was inside.

"What can I do..." His delicate brows were tightly frowned, his hands were crossed on his chin, his eyes were blank, "For younger brother, do you want to do your best like younger sister?"

And based on past experience, grandma doesn't have that brain nerve, so sending him some normal things is...

The ones that were sent all impressed him very much, and he was completely unable to remove Obito Uchiha from his life, the presence of this little devil!

Sin, if I knew it was not when I was four years old, I pretended not to know my grandma because I was bored. The newspaper office had a good time, and after the crematorium, he felt that recently, the new clothes sent by grandma were lingering. Milky smell, Obito is two years old, he should stop breastfeeding!

Kamui's hair drooped, and he took out a small photo from his bosom in a dispirited manner.

The above is Obito's baby, sick and injected, screaming, and snot and tears. This kind of freeze-frame makes people feel noisy when they look at it. Judging from his physique and crying appearance, he is still Sometimes I learned from the letter that I was prone to getting sick... I knew this kid must be very weak!

However, in any case, it is also Odoudou.

Shenwei subconsciously relaxed his habitual smiling expression, stood up slowly, walked to the package, bent over to pick it up, and tore open the package entangledly.

"what."

Little by little, from the background of the courtyard with still water and deep flow in the lower right corner, to the center, under the cherry blossom tree with fluttering petals, the silver-haired baby sat up halfway, tilted his head, looked at the camera ignorantly, his little hands He was also holding a child-sized dagger.

very……

Unexpectedly!

"Well, the one who will succeed White Fang and go beyond?"

Shenwei held this photo, opened his eyes, and looked at it for a long time before he said with a half-innocent, half-smirk: "Uncle Baimao's son will look much better than Uncle Baimao in the future."

Like the face shape, and the beauty mole on the chin, and the eyes are unexpectedly narrow and long... In the end, except for the hair color, there is nothing similar. After all, the Hatake family has a transparent complexion, and he is the same have.

Hmm, I hope he will be a strong seedling, he can still afford to wait for a few years.