The sunlight dripping on the ground through the thick branches and leaves leaves only mottled broken gold. Beside the big thick tree, a black-haired little boy in his early four years old is sweating profusely practicing kendo. The boy's hands are not for practice. A bamboo knife, but a refined knife that might be too heavy for this age, which also made those slender wrists tremble involuntarily.

"The posture of opening hands is slack." He leaned against the porch and sat with legs bent loosely, his dark bathrobe was loosely tied around his body, his black hair poured out, and he held a glass of sake, calm and leisurely.

The little boy whom he pointed out adjusted his posture silently with a stern face, so well-behaved that he smiled and rolled his eyes.After quietly watching the child practice for a long time, Fang Fang slowly sipped his wine and said softly, "Let's stop here for today."

The movement of closing the knife was clean and neat, and a happy smile bloomed on the child's face in an instant, and he ran over cheerfully and threw himself into his arms, with his little face upturned, a pair of crystal-clear black eyes that were as clear as glass, so clean that it made one's heart palpitate, "あにうえ!"

His fingertips trembled suddenly, and the call to rely on wholeheartedly sounded in his ears, and it seemed that he had passed away from the afterlife. He wanted to hug the child who was pounced on him tightly to find the truth, but his empty arms made his whole heart jump from the clouds. Falling straight - "...!!!" He wailed someone's name loudly, and escaped from the nightmare in a cold body.

The heart was still beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of the chest cavity, and the right hand was pressed tightly on the chest, the warmth and softness that filled the arms in the dream seemed to remain, but the remaining self was still alone.

He couldn't make any sound from the opened mouth, and he laughed lowly, his eyes full of sadness.

Kakashi, who was crushing the new rookies with his Jonin strength, suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, and the flaw that he accidentally revealed was caught by the little Uchiha who was hiding aside. Too lazy to take it back, the body has instinctively avoided the crisis that is not dangerous.

Ah, among these three little guys, only the kid from the Uchiha family is worth seeing. This is probably the biggest difference between clan ninjas and civilian ninjas...

Looking at the immature little Uchiha ninja's neat fire escape with emotion, Kakashi thought of the ninjas from various families in the village, and had to admit that the ninjas who were born as civilians had already lost at the starting line , the effort required to win back is more than one or two times.

Fighting against this group of little guys, Kakashi didn't need to bother at all. He played with small animals until the bell rang for the end. When he turned around, he saw his "cute" junior was holding a bento box and eating happily. joyous……

"Ah, Kakashi! Are you done?" Waved his chopsticks, and the black-haired boy pointed at the stake with a smile, "In order not to let him disturb you, I blocked him on purpose!"

——Naruto at the side is still whining, trying hard to get rid of the white steamed bun stuffed into his mouth...

The little Uchiha and the little girl with cherry hair who surrounded them sat on the grass, and their eyes kept scanning the unknown people who were happily grilling rice, and the white hair coughed back their attention, "Uh-oh- - Your stomach is rumbling... how many of you?"

The three little guys haven't responded yet, someone who was eating happily raised his chopsticks to signal, "Kakashi, I brought you a copy! It's definitely better than what you bought!" He said as if asking for credit, A pair of beautiful black eyes are full of "please praise!"...

The corner of the brother's mouth twitched in all kinds of high-cold and cool, and he calmly shielded his inappropriate acting like a baby from his head, and continued to attack the children in various ways, so that a certain onlooker smiled and curled a pair of lacquer eyes.

"Hey, Kakashi, let them try again?" The boy, who had a full stomach and watched enough dramas, put away his lunch box and interrupted the conversation about the Memorial Monument.Kakashi paused for a second, as if he had caught something from those smiling black eyes, and the corners of his lips raised half imperceptibly.

"You are too soft-hearted." Jonin, who followed the boy away, opened the still warm bento box, and he flipped through the salt-braised saury and miso sauce eggplant in the box, with a tone of reproach but no anger.And the boy squatting on the tree blinked innocently, innocent and innocent, "That's because they are good boys!"

The three children not far away were quietly sharing food, Kakashi closed the bento box and handed it to Yang, with a smile in his eyes, "Ah, that's right!"

——"How many of you!"

It is definitely fun to watch the little devils panicking and panicking. Yang walked slowly with the bento box in one hand, his black eyes were deep and soft.

"Qualified!"

After quietly listening to the joyful Jonin announcing the official establishment of the seventh class, Yang pressed the hand that wanted to ravage|ruffle his long hair, and interrupted Kakashi's "Go back!"—— "Please wait a moment."

He stuffed all the bento boxes into Kakashi's arms, took a few steps forward, and slowly swept across the four people in the seventh class with his eyes as calm as a deep pool, with a gentle and indifferent tone, "Although it's rude, but Allow me to introduce myself."

The Hokage seal was clearly stamped on the opened Anbu mission scroll, and at the top several people could clearly see the three characters "Letter of Appointment".

"I am Yang, code-named 'Black Flame'. Now, under the order of Master Naruto, I will assist Jonin Hatake Kakashi to manage the team from the side as soon as the seventh team is established. If there are special circumstances, I will take over the command of the team."

Looking at Kakashi who was obviously astonished and the child showing hostility, Yang put away the letter of appointment, slapped Kakashi on the shoulder vigorously with a smile, "Oh, don't be too surprised, Kakashi! ——You know ?” He blinked pretending to be mysterious, and then was pulled into his arms by the helpless senior brother, ruffling his hair.

"It's really messed up!"

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