[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

When receiving the task early in the morning, Kakashi specially asked for a completely non-dangerous task-to help take care of the children in the orphanage.After throwing the three children to the orphanage, he waved happily and skipped work in the midst of the angry stares of the three children.

Back home, the boy with beautiful long black hair was cooking breakfast in the kitchen. In order to prevent the long hair from getting in the way, the boy deliberately tore off a section of medical bandage and tied his hair behind his head.

"Well, Kakashi, you're back!" Turning his head and glanced outside the kitchen door, Yang continued to focus on the soup he was stirring, "Wash your hands and come over here to help!" There was no trace in the brisk voice Bad luck, it's as if what happened last night never happened at all.

The brother who had been enslaved for a long time obediently did as usual, and when the hot udon noodles just came out of the pan, he took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

Throwing the bandage tied with hair into the trash can, Yang untied the red and white plaid vest and apron and hung it behind the kitchen door, brushed his oily hair, glanced at Kakashi who was washing the dishes, and went back to his room to get his clothes and take a shower .

When everything was settled properly, it would actually be too early, but Yang didn't care, and greeted Kakashi to go to the street together.

First went to the dessert shop to order a big cake, and then the two started shopping.As a person who is basically known by the adults in the village, Yang's shopping trip is undoubtedly full of various discounts and gifts, so many discounts that Kakashi was speechless for a while.

"Kakashi, do you want fish?" Standing in front of the fish shop, Yang poked the white-haired Jōnin who was professionally carrying bags, and got a happy approval.

The morning time ended during the shopping, taking advantage of Kakashi to send things home, Yang ordered food at the restaurant, and served all the dishes in a short while.

The lunch was just so casual, and there was still a while before the time to pick up the cake, and the two just wandered aimlessly in the street.

"I really didn't expect you to do this suddenly." Kakashi said nonsense, Yang understood what he meant, but just smiled, walked to the side of the stall selling dorayaki and waved, Kakashi He had no choice but to go forward to pay for him.

Handing a dorayaki to Kakashi, Yang opened the one in his hand, sighed more in his smile, "I haven't eaten dorayaki for many years."

"But even so, no matter how much you deliberately ignore it, there is no way to forget it..." Kakashi also broke open the dorayaki in his hand, and poured the honey red beans inside on the dough spread out in Yang's hand, "Even if they are gone, I will still give you mine."

Slightly dazed, Yang pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "I'm fine, but the two of them..." He sighed heavily, "How can I have the heart to let every birthday of the child become the anniversary of the death of the parents?"

"...will be proud of them, I think they must hope so, don't they?" Kakashi looked far away, and Yang shook his head, "No matter how glorious the word hero is, it can't be exchanged for the love of relatives. That's why I think they are too cruel."

It's not easy to continue this topic, Kakashi was silent, and Yang didn't bring it up again.

After picking up the cake, Yang drove Kakashi to work. The brother who had been crossed and demolished bridge stood alone outside the door, looking at the closed door, and rubbed his nose speechlessly.

Back at the orphanage, squatting on the tree and watching the three little ghosts who had been rowed under his hands being tossed about by the younger children, Shinobu with white hair felt that he had been healed a lot.He carefully looked through the branches and leaves at the blond boy who was making funny faces to tease the child, and had to admit that the child really resembled his parents.

Kakashi understood Yang's invitation a little bit.

That was the real treasure left by the two of them.

On this night 13 years ago, the pain of that disaster has been gradually healed by time, and no one will remember to put incense on the day of death, and people who lost their loved ones will still be alive.The pain has been diminished, and the memory of those left behind is fading because those who have passed will not return.

Kakashi carefully looked at the blond boy's appearance as if he was a little possessed.

Really, very much like his parents.

Inheritance is really the most wonderful thing. At first glance, the blond hair and blue eyes look exactly the same as his father, but when you look closely, you will notice that the child's outline is exactly the same as his mother, and even the temperament is also different. It's like seven or eight points——Kakashi couldn't help grinning, but his eyes were a little bit astringent.

If those two people hadn't resolutely chosen such an awe-inspiring dead end, wouldn't everything have been very different now?Naruto will live a happy life under the love of his parents and elder brothers, and Yang will have a clean childhood instead of forcing himself to accept growing up prematurely?

It is an existence that can infect people's hearts with a smile, like the sun... One is as warm as a winter day, and the other is as bright as a summer sun, but he has to bear heavy responsibilities at a young age, and he will not be able to escape throughout his life.

This is again...whose fault?

The author has something to say:

In fact, Brother Scarecrow has overcompensated ←_←

The matter of loving the family and loving the village has nothing to do with my brother!

Is it possible that my brother will stand on Konoha's side in the presence of my brother~