[Comprehensive] Konoha flower season

105.

Konoha 47 Years Summer.

The sky was full of clouds and mist, the sky was gloomy, and a dull hot wind blew in from the window, which was a sign of heavy rain.

I yawned, turned on the power of the fan, and then lay down on the table for a nap.The roses in June are crowded downstairs in clusters, and the colorful roses are very beautiful.

——Then I, lying on the table, heard the child's voice.

It can't be said that it is a child at all.Because the tone is very young and mature, calm and mature like an old man in his 70s and [-]s, more stable than his parents, only the voice has a baby tone, like a child, and the rest is almost a mature adult.

"Mother." The child asked carefully, "Are you looking for a godmother?"

I:"……"

Meiqin said casually: "Yes. Itachi, open the door... Hey, that little thing I asked you to bring for me, did you bring it?"

Uchiha Itachi said: "A food box? I brought it, it's in my bag."

Miqin: "Good boy."

Then Mikoto Uchiha pushed open my door and said aggressively, "Kina! Long time no see!"

I:"……"

I replied angrily: "I said, we just met yesterday, right? Uchiha Mikoto, you've been pregnant for three years, it's really not a cover--fortunately, your son is reliable."

Uchiha Itachi——When I said this, I had to complain about Uchiha Fuyue.I remember when we were still in the ninja team, he really complained about Mr. Shuomao's name for his son, but he didn't expect that he had a son, and he named it more casually than Mr. Shuomao.

Mr. Sakumo gave Kakashi the name of the scarecrow, which has a source - his mother's name is Inaho, but what about Uchiha Itachi?The name of the weasel can be said to be very inexplicable.

As the child's godmother, I am a little worried whether the child will be excluded from school: after all, the name sounds like fart.But when Itachi Uchiha entered the school, Mikoto told me that although some people think he farts badly, the mature Itachi never cares about them.

I:"……"

I took a glass of water to moisten my throat, and looked at this handsome black-haired kid. The black-haired and black-eyed Uchiha Itachi had an unwavering expression, and looked more mature and mature than his mother.

Itachi bowed politely and respectfully to me and said, "Godmother, good afternoon."

I almost spit out a mouthful of water.

Meiqin poked at him: "How many times have I said hello, you don't have to be so formal."

Itachi whispered, "But that's what my father taught me, to be polite."

I had no choice but to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, it's a good thing for children to be polite, and besides, they're so smart. Miqin, you don't know how lucky you are. What did Itachi learn in school recently?"

With Uchiha Itachi's mentality, asking him to answer these questions seems a bit humiliating to him—but there is no way, after all, I really don't know how to deal with this kind of young and serious kid, and I don't even have children yet.

Itachi said obediently: "I have learned shuriken and basic ninjutsu, which I have learned well before entering school."

I said: "It's amazing! How about it, son, the newly opened dumpling house downstairs in the hospital, my godmother went to eat once - it was very delicious. I will give you the membership card, and you can buy something you like. Eat whatever you want, don't worry about your mother."

Miqin said angrily, "I don't even give him snacks! Itachi can't stop eating sweets, what if the child has dental caries?"

I patted Itachi, and said with a smile: "Then you have to brush your teeth well at night. Godmother invites you to eat whatever you want. Go, let me talk to your mother about girls' thoughts."

Itachi finally smiled a little, and ran away holding my membership card with bright eyes.

Miqin sighed: "The child is too mature, not like a child."

I nodded: "But it's good, worry-free, and sensible. If you raise Kakashi who looked like a child, you will definitely know Itachi's."

Mikoto said, "I really can't believe that Kakashi has been honest."

I laughed: "When Kakashi was a child, he was nicknamed Hatake's Poor Kid, Konoha's New Generation Window Destroyer and Sakumo-sensei's ticket creator."

Uchiha Mikoto: "PTSD is really harmful."

I sighed and said, "Yeah, there were so many of them after the war, and the sanitarium at night sounded like a lunatic asylum... they were going crazy. Ugh. I recently arranged a little lecture on PTSD , the three wars have passed for so long, and the lectures have been held so many times..."

Meiqin smiled and said: "You are getting more and more handsome now. I am just a fat middle-aged woman with no ideals, and I love to scold my husband-oh yes, I brought you some bean curd sushi I made , where is it installed?"

"It's in Itachi's bag, I remember it all." I also smiled: "I've been pregnant for three years, Mikoto Uchiha."

Meiqin said, "Fart, I'm just pretending to be stupid."

Uchiha Mikoto handed me the tofu skin sushi and asked, "Have you heard anything about it?"

I blushed, and whispered: "Where...how can it be so simple."

The rain outside the window swamped the ground. Meiqin and I sat and chatted for a while, and said with a sense of loss: "Actually, I still regretted my resignation."

I smiled and said, "Life can't be completely satisfactory. There are nine out of ten times when life is unsatisfactory. Meiqin, you are now considered a loving husband and filial son. No matter how many people envy you, you can't be envious."

After she got married, Miqin completely resigned from her position at Konoha Hospital and took care of her husband and children at home.It turned out that her son didn't need her to take care of her, and the sense of gap in her heart was probably very big.

Meiqin asked, "Do you have any plans?"

I shyly hesitated and said: "...Yes, yes, but you also know...it is not so easy to have a child."

It's really not that easy to have children, I thought with a blushing face.

The rain washed the Konoha outside the window, I ate the beancurd sushi that Mikoto brought, and was careful not to let the juice on my hand get on the medical record.But my mind is always lingering on what Minato is doing, and my ears are burning red.

Then I suddenly heard three tuk-tuk-tuks coming from the door.

I yelled, "Come in!"

As soon as the door opened, Namikaze Minato walked in familiarly. He wasn't wet at all, obviously he came from Flying Thunder God.

I smiled and said, "Flying Thunder God is really a must-have at home."

Minato threw me a letter and said with a smile: "The letter from your sister Tsunade, Anbu picked it up today, just in time."

I took the letter, tore open the envelope, and was hugged by Namikaze Minato from behind.The rain was overwhelming, and the snow-white mist filled the sky and the earth, and an indescribable charm filled the room.

My face was flushed: "...what, what, what are you doing, let go..."

Namikaze Minato whispered in my ear: "Let me check."

I was about to burn up, and I pushed him a little: "Morning, morning... Didn't satisfy you, don't do this kind of thing in the office..."

"..." Minato laughed dully.

"—Is the inspection just a shameful thing?" Minato teased, "Qinai, your brain is really full of yellow trash."

I:"……"

I think it's because I have a good temper that I didn't cry because of Namikaze Minato. I was so angry that I really wanted to hit him.

But before I could find fault with him, he changed the subject.

Minato gently kissed my hair and asked softly, "Do you know how the kiss came about?"

I said angrily: "I don't know!"

"A long time ago——" Namikaze Minato said softly: "——At that time, the men in the ninja world were not at home all year round, or when they were away, their wives would drink when they had nothing to do at home. But what if they got drunk? ?”

Minato kissed the corner of my mouth lightly, and said while kissing: "So men will lick their wives' lips to make sure they don't drink. Because the taste of the mouth can't be hidden..."

"But after so many years, because this gesture is too romantic and charming - it has become a symbol of expressing love." He kissed me lingeringly on my lips.

I've always been someone who fears the known future.

Known means that everything in the future is written in the history books where there is nothing new under the sun. It means that there is no way to break free or resist. It means that the last gift from God to all living beings has also been opened and hung in the city on the head.

But people are subject to change.

Among so many futures that I am afraid of being stereotyped—the future with the man I fell in love with when I was young, and my children and grandchildren will grow old together, and only that future, I am looking forward to it with great sincerity.

The winter of Konoha in 47 was different from the coldness of previous years, the sun was cool but very bright and warm.

Minato and I walked down the street hand in hand. Although both of us are people who never get off work, there are at least a few days of exceptions every year-such as New Year's Eve.

A few years ago when everyone was poor, the streets were unavoidably bleak, but this year the streets are bustling with people.Small vendors set up all kinds of food stalls on the side of the street, and goldfish fishers also appeared on the street with their small fishnets made of rice paper. The colorful stalls were separated by curtains, lively and noisy, and the main road was filled with A sweet smell of sugar.

The Fourth Hokage counted on his fingers, and said virtuously: "Today, I will pick two bonsai. As for what to eat, it is up to you. Then you should buy a new set of bed sheets and bedding at home, and how many fruits are there?" Buy some, after all, it's hard to buy things the day after tomorrow..."

My focus was not like an adult at all, and I said happily: "I want to catch goldfish!"

Minato laughed: "I'll go fishing with you, if there is one—I don't think they will put the fish outside in winter."

I said again: "I still want to get a gun to pop a balloon."

Namikaze Minato said with a good-tempered smile: "No problem."

I said nostalgicly: "I still remember the first time we went to Mowgli Festival, you set me three dolls. It's a pity that two were buried when Yanyin raided Konoha, and one was also old Very... After all, so many years have passed."

Minato joked: "Mowgli's Day? That was the first time I mustered up the courage to ask someone I like, but the little girl ran away."

"It's not that you have to invite Higashi Tsukuda to eat Taiyaki." I was very upset when I thought about it: "Namikaze Minato, you have the nerve to say it. Your emotional intelligence is always high and low, and sometimes it can make me mad... ..."

Then I suddenly thought of something, and asked again: "But having said that, why haven't I heard any news from Dong Zhixuan for so many years?"

Namikaze Minato thought for a while and said, "I heard that she is doing well in the border."

I nodded and said sincerely, "That's good."

I don't really have any hatred for Higashi Tsukuda, strictly speaking, I'm even a little grateful.She helped me hide my identity as a Jinjuriki - I thought she would spread the word that I was a Nine-Tails Jinjuriki, but she didn't.I don't know what her motives were when she hid it from me many years ago: Is it because of conscience, Minato's attitude, or both?

However, time is like a fleeting moment, and I will not know the answer.

Minato and I bought potted plants, and two small succulents called Yurou and Amaryllis. The old lady who sold the flowers couldn't recognize the Fourth Hokage, and couldn't help laughing and boasting that Namakaze Minato and I were very close.

"The girl is beautiful, and the young man is also handsome." The old woman said happily, "Happy New Year, I'll give you... well, a discount."

I thanked the grandma with a bright smile, and then Minato carried the potted plants and I continued to go shopping.

As night falls, the lights of Konoha come on, and the commercial street is so bustling as if World War Three had never happened before. Children laugh and dance through the crowd, young couples walk arm in arm on the street, and shops play cheerful tunes like a competition. Louder than a house.

We met a lot of familiar faces, but I didn't go up to say hello. Almost all the acquaintances are on the street on the last day of each year. If we say hello one by one, then we don't have to do anything else.

By the time Minato and I bought everything on the list, it was already dark and cold, and even I had to carry two bags of Chinese New Year snacks. When we were about to go home, I suddenly heard a person called my name:

"Doctor Vortex?"

It was a very soft female voice, and she called again tentatively: "Doctor Whirlpool, is that you?"

I responded, and turned my head, only to see a ninja with empty sleeves—or a former ninja is more appropriate—because she was injured and was no longer suitable to be a ninja.At this time, she was alone carrying a bag of rice noodles and said hello to us.

The female ninja smiled and said, "It's really you. This red hair is so iconic, it's impossible to misread it."

Only then did she notice the existence of Minato, and bent slightly towards Minato again: "Master Fourth."

"I'm sorry to bother you." She said to me softly, "It's really nothing, I just saw you walking side by side on the road, and thought the scene was very beautiful, so I couldn't help but stop you, just want to take a look."

I blushed from being praised, but I couldn't remember where I saw this girl before, but I felt extremely familiar-most of them were patients who had been treated before, but I had thousands of patients if not ten thousand. May remember their faces one by one.

I said a little shyly, "Thank you...thank you."

Then I said, "Where are you going? It may not be safe to be alone, or we will send you off?"

Nu Ren softly said: "I'm going to see my boyfriend, or my husband... It's the same anyway, so I don't need to give it away, but thank you very much."

Minato said, "It's so late, he won't come to pick you up? Let's see you off."

I also responded: "Well, we have nothing to do tonight anyway. Where do you want to go? Let's go together if you can."

Nunin showed a little unnatural color: "Thank you for your kindness, but really... really don't need it."

Then she said honestly and with difficulty: "...I...I will go to comfort the monument."

Minato and I didn't talk much on the way home.

It was cold and windy, and I remembered the time when I was not with Minato many years ago. At that time, an amputated female ninja was admitted to our department. With the encouragement of the person who loved her, she finally stood up firmly.

Then I thought back to the day I found out about Rin's death—the name of the female ninja's boyfriend I saw. 'Matsuo Hidekazu' - so ordinary, but ruined the future of two people.

When we got home, the water door turned on the water heater, motioned for me to take a shower, and he went to the kitchen to pack up the groceries.I simply took a shower and lay down on the bed in a daze.

Minato asked me in the kitchen, "Is it cold?"

I thought about it and said, "...it's cold."

I really feel cold, not just because of the girl who went to the memorial monument to pay homage to her boyfriend.I feel cold and need someone to hug me and warm me up.

But in this world, there is only Namikaze Minato who is willing to embrace me without barriers like this.

Minato pushed the door open and walked in. He was still wearing a daytime black uniform, and was wiping the water off his hands with a towel.

I asked, "Are you done?"

Minato put the towel on the chair, and said casually, "I'm done with work, I'm going to take a shower, and then... go to bed for New Year's Eve?"

I was a little bit amused by his expression, but I was still in an unspeakably bad mood.Namakaze Minato was keenly aware of this, and simply threw off the quilt and got on the bed.

I:"……"

I despised him for not taking a shower, and I was in a bad mood, and wanted to find fault with him: "This is very rascal, you know?"

Namikaze Minato laughed: "——Qinai, your standards for hooligans are really getting lower and lower."

I said stubbornly: "No! It's because your bottom line is low."

Minato said softly, "Oh?"

Then he leaned over and said hoarsely to me: "Qinai, since you have said that, then I won't let you see the lower bottom line tonight—"

"—Are you a little sorry?"

The author has something to say: Minato (honesty): There is no bottom line, molesting her is so fun, the thunder is loud and the rain is small, and it is easy to be bullied to the point of crying...Girlfriend is silly and cute, so nice.

Chenai (crying angrily): You said it, you definitely said it! !You are really a bastard, I did not wrong you! ! !

Thank you Gu Wangbei for feeding mines again qwq! !You who raised Brother Su's Wang Zai!It is today's star! (you wake up

The author of fatigued driving is unable to comment today... Get up tomorrow morning!I love you=3=~

And speaking of this article... it shouldn't be abused, right qwq?