Hokage Doujin - Spring Water Ding Dong

"He's fine! It's just food poisoning, and he will recover after a few days of rest." The woman with a gentle smile said while holding a notebook in one hand.

"Ah! Thank you!" Taking a long breath, Izumitake relaxed a lot, "But I didn't expect to meet the monitor of the Konoha medical class here... Kakashi is really very lucky ah."

"Huh?! Hehe." With a gentle smile, Konoha Medical Class monitor Yuexia Tianshan turned his head to look at Quanzhu, "But before saying this...can you tell me...who are you?"

"If there is no major problem with my eye nerves..." Still maintaining a gentle smile like a mother, Tianshan slightly turned his head and glanced at the forehead strap tied on Quanzhu's left arm that looked like a Konoha ninja. "I think that thing on your left arm... only Konoha's ninjas have... and I... sorry, I don't remember seeing you..."

"Huh?!" Quanzhu was slightly taken aback, and tilted his head a little confusedly, "Sorry, I didn't understand what you said."

"You really don't understand!" The voices came from Izumi Zhu, whose eyes were full of innocence and looked embarrassed, who couldn't tell he was human at all, and Tian, ​​who was still able to keep smiling in the face of a strange creature that appeared at night. After good health.

"Suo Mao?!" Looking back, Quan Zhu saw Shuo Mao holding a strange object in his hand, "Why are you here?!"

"Shouldn't I come?!" Shuo Mao approached Quanzhu holding up the things in his hands, "My son is lying on the hospital bed now...and...you..."

"Me?! What's wrong with me?!" Spreading her hands, she could see doubts on Quanzhu's face... The premise is if we can see her face.

"Look for yourself... I won't say much..." Shuo Mao rolled his eyes as he raised the object in his hand to Quanzhu's face.

"I'll see for myself?!" Turning his eyes from Shuo Mao's face to the thing in Shuo Mao's hand, Quanzhu's doubts deepened again, "What is this?! Can it still move?!"

"If I tell you this is a mirror...can I ask you not to scream, faint or do some other radical things?!" Shuo Mao's current expression should be something called unbearable.

"Screaming?! Fainted?! Why?! It's just a mirror, isn't it?! There's nothing too extreme..." One second, Quan Zhu was still laughing in disbelief, but the next second, Quan Zhu couldn't laugh anymore. "You, just said this is a mirror?!"

"Yeah." Nodding his head, Shuo Mao let out a squeak.

"Oh! My dear Lingwang!" Snatching the mirror from Shuo Mao's hand, Quanzhu carefully observed himself in the mirror.

"Spirit King?! Who is it?" Some didn't understand what Quan Zhu said, but Shuo Mao was sure that he heard some sensitive words.

"Don't care about your business, I think I need to clean myself up...even for Konoha's bright future." Quan Zhu couldn't take his eyes off the mirror in his hand, "Fulfilling your responsibilities as a father, in our Until you come back, you guard Kakashi...see you later!" Saying that, Izumitake shoved the mirror into Sakumo's hand, turned on all the power, and jumped out of the window of the ward where Kakashi was staying...

"Hey! Quanzhu!" Feeling a gust of wind blowing past him, Shuo Mao stretched out his hand, but he didn't catch the wind with a strange smell of paste, "...It seems that she is used to walking through the window... Hey! You haven't answered my question yet! Who is the Spirit King!" Rushing by the window, Shuo Mao yelled at Quanzhu, who was leaving in the dust... However, I dare to swear in the name of the Spirit King, Quanzhu did not hear it.

"You are... Shuo Mao?!" Tianshan spoke with some surprise and disbelief.

"It's me, don't doubt it." Looking back, when facing Tianshan, Shuo Mao had a calm expression on his face, and there was no trace of howling at Quan Zhu who had left just now.

"My God..." Tianshan's expression can fully express how surprised she is, "I'm sorry... it's really because... I've never seen you like this before."

"Well, maybe, because it's been a long time since we haven't seen each other." With a blank face, Shuo Mao knew that he would not show too much expression when facing people other than Quanzhu.

"Mmm... Shuo Mao... I..." A slight apology appeared on Tianshan's face.

"I know, the elders of Konoha prevented you from standing up, and it has nothing to do with you." Pulling a chair, Sakumo sat next to Kakashi's hospital bed.

"...I'm sorry, Shuo Mao." Lowering his head, Tianshan couldn't say anything except apologizing.

"It's okay, I understand." Instead of looking at the apologetic Tianshan, Shuo Mao lowered his head and raised his hand to caress his son's gray hair, which was as arrogant as himself, who was lying quietly on the bed, "I know, you He was the only insider who understood and supported me besides Minato and Kakashi during that time. I should thank you."

"There's nothing to thank, I should be the one who said thank you... We dragged you down, and you... just to save us..."

"It's all over." Before Tianshan could finish speaking, Shuo Mao interrupted, "Lin is waiting for you at home."

"Uh...well, yes, there is still a pocket." Smiling a little disappointed, Tianshan turned and walked out.

Shuo Mao finally relaxed when he heard no more footsteps in the corridor, leaned back in his chair, and let out a breath.

Memories came to my mind again, or in other words, this memory has never been let go...

task, mate.

Ninja, humanity.

Looking up is a companion who stands under the enemy's knife.

Bowing his head is the confidential document in his hand.

How to choose, how to choose.

On one side are extremely important confidential documents, which are related to the advantages and disadvantages of Muye Village in the war.

On one side is a partner who gets along day and night and cooperates for many days.

No matter which one, it is hard to give up...

"Hey! Here I come! Is Kakashi feeling better?!" A light voice came to mind, interrupting Sakumo's memory.

"Huh?! So fast?" As if awakened, Sakumo looked up at Izumitake who suddenly appeared by the window, "Kakashi has been sleeping, and I'm not a medical ninja, so I don't know how he is doing." .”

"Oh, that's right." Approaching the bed, Izumizu sat by Kakashi's bed, looking a little frustrated.

"It's okay." Leaning forward, Shuo Mao raised his hand and squeezed Quanzhu's arm, "Although the Hatake family is small in number, everyone's life is very tough."

"I didn't say he would die." Pursing his lips, Quanzhu shrugged his shoulders, "But he was so quiet all of a sudden, I still feel a little guilty..."

"Heh, he doesn't pick on you, aren't you used to it?!" With a slight smile, Shuo Mao pulled the chair closer to Quanzhu.

"Although saying so, it will make me feel like a masochist... Ah, I'm really not used to it!" Rolling his eyes, Quan Zhu reluctantly admitted.

"Hehe." It seems that when facing Quanzhu, Shuo Mao is always smiling - a gentle smile, a doting chuckle, a hearty laugh, a threatening smirk, a speechless superficial smile... It seems that Shuo Mao can always relax when he is with Quan Zhu.

"Is your hair wet?!" Unintentionally raising his eyes, Shuo Mao saw that Quanzhu's bangs were dripping.

"Ah?! Yes." Raising his hand to wipe away the water flowing from the corner of his eyes, Quan Zhu blinked, "What do you think the hair of a person who just took a shower should look like?!"

"It should be wet..." Shuo Mao pouted, stood up, and took out a towel from the cabinet in the ward, "Let me wipe it for you."

"No need, I'll do it myself." Quanzhu looked at Kakashi, and naturally raised his hand to tuck the blanket for him.

Seeing this scene, Shuo Mao froze slightly, and withdrew the hand that was holding the towel to Quan Zhu.

"Let me help you!" Without any explanation, Shuo Mao pressed Quanzhu's shoulder and took off the hair band from her head.

"Ah, it's up to you, who is being polite to you?"