Hokage Doujin - Spring Water Ding Dong

After a long time, the red-eyed little beauty is called Xi Rihong, who is the daughter of the eight-color illusionist who Quanzhu wants to challenge-'Red Sunset'-Xi Rixia.

It is said that the ninjas of the intelligence department are ordered not to disclose the information they know to others, even their relatives.So the fact that Hong knew about Quanzhu's information has nothing to do with Hong's mother who passed away a few years ago.

All the information that Hong knew about Quanzhu was collected by herself.The reason why Quanzhu’s information was collected was because Hong’s father—that is, Xia—had cooperated with Quanzhu in the mission, but Quanzhu didn’t know Xia’s identity at the time, and also because of Quanzhu’s impression of Xia. It's not deep, so I can't think of such a person.

But Xia was very impressed with Quanzhu, because he was fortunate enough to witness Quanzhu's illusion and anti-illusion ability, moving speed and special moves, and he recognized it from the bottom of his heart. Nag a few words.Too much to mention, so that the excellent Hong began to notice such a person, and then regarded Quanzhu as an imaginary opponent, and began to search for information about Quanzhu everywhere.

Also, the grown-up boy who appeared with Hong was named Sarutobi Asma... the youngest son of a three-generation old man.

...Speaking of which, why are there so many sons of three generations of old men...Knowing two in one day? !

"How many sons does the old man of the third generation have?!" Quan Zhu finally asked.

"Huh?! Well... there should be only two... right..." Asma was taken aback by Quan Zhu's question, but she still answered.

"Should be only two?! What do you mean?" Frowning, Quanzhu picked up the juice and just moved it to his mouth when he heard Asma's answer.

"If Dad didn't have an affair or remarried like Hatake Shinobu, it should be me and my brother Shinnosuke." Asma scratched her head foolishly and replied.

"Puff—cough, cough, cough..."

Just as Quanzhu poured the juice into his mouth, before he had time to swallow it, he was sprayed out by a droplet, and the person on the opposite side hurriedly flashed, but fortunately he didn't get sprayed, but it was Xuanjian who was sitting next to him, because he lowered his head. Drinking juice, he didn't dodge in time, and the right side of his body was sprayed straight on... Then Xuanjian swallowed the juice in his mouth unhurriedly, and asked his companion next to him to help wipe it with a dark face.

"Hold, I'm sorry..." Apologizing in a panic, Quanzhu didn't care too much, but turned his face directly to Asma, and said with a blushing face, "First of all, I have to correct a problem, Shuo Mao and I haven't come to talk about marriage yet. It's about the degree of marriage. You can't eat indiscriminately, and you can't talk indiscriminately, understand?"

"Hey? Is that so?" Asma expressed doubts, "But Obito told me that kid Kakashi has a mother!"

"...this Obito..." Sighing on her forehead, Quan Zhu's face turned even redder, as if what she just drank was not fruit juice, but wine, "Anyway, just remember what I said, as for Obito... ..."

"It seems that Minato has also taught some clever students." Accompanied by the familiar hot wind blowing in his ears, Izumi Take was embraced by a strong arm, "Well, Obito said That's right! Congratulations on hearing the right news."

"Suo Mao?!" Quan Zhu suddenly turned around and saw her loving smiling face, "When did you come here?"

"When did you come here?" Shuo Mao put his chin on his hand, as if he was thinking about it, "Well, in fact, I was here early in the morning... Ever since you were pulled away from me by your friends, Quanzhu, my heart has been with you Here we come!"

"..." Quanzhu was startled, he never expected that Shuo Mao would say such sweet words, "Stupid... idiot!"

"Huh? Why does Quanzhu say that about him? It's so sad!" Shuo Mao looked innocently at the instantly flushed cheeks of his cute elf.

"……you you you you……"

"Well, I found you anyway." With a smile that can be described as cute, Shuo Mao pulled Quan Zhu up from the chair and put it into his arms, "In this case, let's go!"

"Let's go?!" Only then did Quan Zhu realize where the theme was.

"That's right! Let's go!" With Quanzhu in his arms, Shuo Mozi Xuanjian, Asma, Hong and others looked on, and walked towards the door with some force.

"Why are you in such a hurry? It's still early!" Quanzhu faintly felt something was wrong.

"Well, because it's boring!" Shuo Mao still had that cute smiling face without any flaws, "You're not by my side, what's the point of me being here?"

"...Suo Mao." They all walked to the door, but Quanzhu stood still and his expression became serious, "Tell me, what happened?" Looking at Shuo Mao's face seriously, Quanzhu didn't go any further. mean.

"What happened?" Shuo Mao still laughed.

"..." He didn't speak anymore, but Quanzhu's firm look seemed to mean that he would not give up until he reached his goal.

"It's nothing." The smile on Shuo Mao's face couldn't hold back, and a trace of bitterness leaked out.

Feeling pain in his heart, Quanzhu raised his left hand to caress Shuo Mao's face, as if he was trying his best to warm his beloved with the faint temperature of his palm.

"..." No longer smiling, with pain and emotion, Shuo Mao also raised his hand and took Quan Zhu's hand to caress his face, "It's nothing, really."

"Dad." A voice came in, it was Kakashi, "...Xiaozhu."

"Yeah." Sakumo turned his head, glanced at Kakashi who was walking beside him, took Izumitake's hand off, but held it tightly in his own hand, as if it was within the reach of a drowning person The only piece of driftwood.

Kakashi looked sullen, his stubborn eyes drooping.

"Kakashi." Izumitake called Kakashi.

"Huh?" Looking up at Izumitake, Kakashi looked listless.

Pursing his lips, Izumitake bent his legs, stretched out his right hand, and straightened Kakashi's messy hair, and Izumitake spoke.

"Tell me what happened."

"I..." Kakashi opened his mouth, just about to answer, but when he looked up unexpectedly, he saw his father's face and eyes.Gritting his teeth, then loosening them, Kakashi closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, "It's nothing."

"...Kakashi..."

Izumitake raised his head and looked behind Kakashi, then looked away again, but stopped talking.He just grabbed Kakashi's thin shoulder with gentle strength and pulled him towards him.

"In that case, let's go." Standing up straight, Izumitake put his arms around Kakashi's shoulders, held Sakumo's hand, and walked out the door without looking back, just like that, walking into the night.

"Oh." Let Izumitake hold his arms, and Kakashi followed obediently.

"..." Holding Quan Zhu's hand, Shuo Mao closed his eyes slightly.

The moonlight was soft like a veil, covering the three people walking in the night, praying as best they could.

After Kakashi changed back into his patient uniform, Izumitake walked in with a basin of hot water.

"Wash your face, and sleep will be more comfortable." Putting the basin aside, Quan Zhu began to wring out the towel, "It's lukewarm water! I've taken care of it!"

"...Well." Nodding, Kakashi took off his mask, reached out to pick up the towel, but was picked up by another big hand.

"Let me come." The owner of the big hand, Shuo Mao, held a soft and warm towel in his hand, and said.

Without resistance, Kakashi walked obediently to his father and asked his father to wipe his face.

After wiping it once, Izumitake took the towel, soaked it again in hot water, wrung it dry, handed it to Sakumo, and Sakumo wiped Kakashi's face a second time.

The whole process was so quiet, no one made a sound, except the sound of squeezing water.

After wiping his face, Shuo Mao put the towel into the basin, picked up the basin and walked out.

Seeing Sakumo walk out, Kakashi bit his lip and looked up at Izumitake, as if trying to say something, but was blocked by a fruity embrace.

"Don't say anything." With his arms around Kakashi who was shorter than him, Quanzhu stopped, "I understand...so, there is no need to say anything."

"..."

"In the future..." Pulling out a hand, stroking Kakashi's stubborn but soft hair, Izumi Zhu said, "In the future, no matter what happens, I will be with you..."

"..." Kakashi froze slightly, trembling, "Don't go back on your word."

"I won't go back on my word...I swear." Izumitake replied softly but firmly, comforting the trembling thin Kakashi.

"Okay...thank you..." After relaxing, Kakashi raised his arms and hugged Izumitake back,

"Ah."

By the wall at the corner of the door, a tall figure with a water basin was leaning against the wall, his face was full of relief and emotion.

Straightened up, the figure walked to the depths of the corridor, but the smile on his face got deeper and deeper.