[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

Self-pity is obviously not Kakashi's character. After being sentimental occasionally, he turned back to the bad jnin who is holding a little porn book and playing around.

The mission officially ended at five o'clock in the afternoon, and Kakashi looked at the seventh class who was being tossed and exhausted by a group of children, and officially announced the disbandment after happily giving the meeting time and place tomorrow morning.

"Hey, wait a minute, Naruto!" Smilingly, he stopped the blond boy who was about to rush home, and the white-haired Shinobu's smile seemed malicious, "Did you forget something?"

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Naruto blinked doubtfully.Kakashi's smile began to show a crack, and the sense of danger made the bewildered Naruto shudder for no reason.

Seeing the white-haired Jonin smiling dangerously with his eyebrows bent, the blond boy suddenly had a flash of light in his head at the critical moment, and instantly connected to the brainwaves of the white-haired Jonin, "I just want to go home and change clothes first. Ah!" The young man who had already been disheveled after a day's mission yelled innocently, and the white-haired Shinobi suddenly blossomed, "So that's how it is..." He said in a meaningful and drawn out voice, with a still in his hand. The bad tutor who was holding the little yellow book closed the book with slanted eyebrows and eyes, "Then you have to hurry up!" After saying that, the figure disappeared in the same place, leaving the threatened blond boy alone. Facing the two companions with different eyes.

For twelve or thirteen-year-old children, curiosity is absolutely indispensable.Although a little restrained, when Sakura asked curiously, Sasuke, who was looking cold and impatient, still quietly pricked up his ears.Naruto touched his head and talked about the invitation from another senior in the team a few days ago. Although Sakura didn't understand why Naruto received the invitation, she looked very envious, and Sasuke's black eyes darkened , turned around and left alone without even the usual cold snort.

When Kakashi returned home, he was not at all surprised to see a large table of dishes, while his lovely junior was lying on the sofa watching TV with a pillow in his arms.

"You're blocking me from watching TV!" Dissatisfied, the young boy wrinkled his nose in disgust as he complained against the white-haired Shinobu who was deliberately blocking him.But it's a pity that the thickness of the other party's skin has already been tempered to a certain point in the long-term coexistence, and he didn't care about this level of disgust at all, but reached out and snatched the pillow in his arms.

"Let go!" The boy's delicate face immediately wrinkled into a ball, and he grabbed the pillow angrily and pulled it back. Unexpectedly, the bad brother suddenly let go of his hand with malicious intentions, and he was pulled back. The pillow fell back onto the sofa.

"Kakashi!!!" shouted angrily, the boy gritted his molars resentfully, restrained his anger and got up from the sofa helplessly, "What do you want?"

Stretching out his hand, he poked the boy's dissatisfied and swollen cheeks. The tender touch was still the same as that of a baby back then. This discovery made the senior brother feel more at ease. "You were the one who invited someone, so you should get up and clean yourself up now, right?" The joy in his heart didn't show at all, and the white-haired Kaminobu seemed to be complaining helplessly, while the boy stared and patted the girl away. A mischievous hand, turned around proudly like a quarrelsome cat.

"Idiot." The pretty boy who looked sulking turned his head and glared at Kami Shinobu with the white hair, and scratched his black hair with one hand, "Sometimes, it's very happy to leave a dream aftertaste!"

"No matter how happy you are, you have to live in reality." He waved his hand unmoved, and the brother who had been smiling stepped forward to turn off the TV, and straightened the pillow that was casually thrown on the sofa by the unhappy wayward brother .

What is the haunting dream like?

The bowl of the blond boy was filled with various dishes, and the black-haired boy was stretching out his chopsticks to pick up the salt-braised saury with a face of reluctance.

What is the haunting dream like?

The big and beautiful cream cake was cut into pieces by hand together, and it was used as a weapon before it was eaten, and it was flying all over the eyes. The energetic laughter and yelling of the boys were clean and flawless.

What is the haunting dream like?

The blond boy who was kept overnight wore the old pajamas of his brother he never knew, and wept quietly after falling asleep. The black-haired boy who gave up his bedroom was lying on his bed with wet long hair and laughing. His eyebrows and eyes became crescent moons.

What is the haunting dream like?

Kakashi stood silently in the shadows, looking at the Uchiha boy whose arms were held down his legs and neck under the moonlight, his crimson eyes suddenly opened wide because of shock, and looked at the Uchiha boy who was restrained. The boy's exquisite profile was dyed even colder and more ruthless by the moonlight.

The author has something to say:

Started to refrain from serious interrogation... Originally, I was planning to stew Mr. Madara on Qixi Festival... Wangtian... Sure enough, I should think about it again...