[Hokage] Snow Time

"Kakashi, are you going to meet that kid tomorrow?"

The silver-haired ninja was stunned. It turned out that it was almost that day again.

After the Nine-Tails Disaster, Konoha's high-level officials issued the highest-level secret orders, and people like him who are closely related to Minato are not allowed to approach Naruto easily without special permission.

That's fine, Kakashi thought.

Because he couldn't face Naruto.

Of course, he can't hate Naruto like those villagers who don't know the truth. If there is anyone who has the least qualifications to hate Naruto, that person must be him.He knows better than anyone else that the Kyuubi Rebellion has nothing to do with Naruto, and Naruto should not be responsible for the murder caused by Kyuubi. Carefully.

But he can't.

——That child looked too much like his father, with the same blond hair and blue eyes. He had seen Naruto once from a distance, and his temperament was very much like the Kushina he remembered.His teacher, his teacher's wife, while he was fighting for the blood of the village and even dying for it, he just stayed behind and couldn't do anything - like a complete coward.

Naruto is like a mark, reminding him of the tragic scenes in the past all the time, Obito, Rin, Sensei, he can't protect anyone, what qualifications does a person like him have to take care of Naruto.

Naruto is an important Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, and is monitored by Anbu every day. Every year on this day, the third generation will ask him if he would like to take a rotation for a day.

"Forget it, my lord Three Generations."

"Maybe one day in the future, I can really let go, and I can approach him with a brand new identity, and I can care about him openly."

"Maybe." He smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I want you to meet the staff on duty tomorrow." The third generation still clearly remembers the scene a year ago, when Kakashi almost couldn't restrain himself from killing Anbu.

Naruto's situation is not good, Sandai knows.

Not only did I receive indifference and hostility since I was a child, but I also suffered violence when I met the families of the victims of the Nine-Tails Rebellion. The situation is especially serious during these few days of the year.In the past, Anbu has always adopted an attitude of indifference and inaction. As long as it does not hurt his life, he will never shoot. The power of the Nine Tails can quickly heal Naruto's wounds.But he also couldn't be too harsh on his subordinates, almost every one of them had relatives or friends who died in the Nine-Tails Incident.It is difficult for them to protect Naruto's life, the pain of losing a loved one cannot be smoothed over with a few words of reason, and he has no way to ask them to care about Naruto sincerely.

On that day last year, Anbu, who was on duty, couldn't suppress his anger when he threw Naruto home who was making trouble everywhere.

Kakashi found him and had a fight when he found out, with Kunai on his neck, he fell to the ground in embarrassment and screamed in despair: "My father, my mother, my sister who is only two years old, all my His family members are all dead because of the fox demon in his body." His eyes were bloodshot, "What can I do? What can you tell me to do?!"

Sandai looked up at the Hokage photos on the wall, and his eyes fell on the last blond young man: I am ashamed of you, Minato.

The knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, and the third generation took down the pipe from his mouth, "It seems that she has arrived."

Xueshi opened the door and came in, "Hello, grandpa of the third generation." Fu turned to greet him again, "Brother Kakashi is also hello."

Kakashi looked at the third generation in surprise.

"I think she's perfectly up to the task."

He turned his head to look at the girl, his mood had calmed down, "I want to call the captain."

"The second rule of Anbu: Confidentiality." Xue Shi put his hands behind his back and replied with a smile, "It's easy for the captain to reveal Anbu's identity if he's not on a mission now."

Hokage directly issued tasks to Anbu, and if they were non-executive personnel, even the captain could not be present.

"Are you still used to joining Anbu when it's snowing?"

"well enough."

"By the way, grandpa of the third generation, when is the individual battle of the Chunin Exam scheduled for this time?"

"Here, I'll check it out. I have it. Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"I have a friend who has a game that day, and I want to go cheer."

The first level of the Chunin Exam hasn't started yet, so I have so much confidence in my companions.

"Cough." But Sandai knew better than anyone else that Anbu's mission would come as soon as it was said, and he couldn't guarantee it in advance, otherwise he would become a bad old man who didn't keep his word.

"This is your task for tomorrow."

Xue Shi took the scroll, "Uzumaki Naruto?"

"You have to follow him to protect him all day tomorrow."

"Can I appear in front of him?"

"this is okay."

Sandai thought for a while before ordering, "He is Jinjuriki of Kyuubi, remember to protect him, and report immediately if the situation is wrong."

Xue Shi put his left hand on his temple and made a substandard salute, "I promise to complete the task."

When Xueshi walked out of Hokage's office, he saw Kakashi waiting at the corner.

Kakashi seemed to want to say something and finally bowed, "Tomorrow's mission please."

The next morning when it was snowing, I went out on time at [-]:[-]. After thinking about it, I stuffed a handful of candies into my pocket.

Arrive at that child's home on time at seven o'clock to hand over with the previous duty officer.

"You don't look like Anbu at all." He glanced at the candy Yuki offered him and didn't take it.

"He's a devil," Partridge told her before leaving.

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Naruto woke up from hunger.

He rubbed his flat stomach and struggled to get up from the bed.

When I opened the cabinet, it was empty, and there were several empty cup noodles piled up in the sink.He opened the little refrigerator door—ah, there it is!

He glanced at the black lettering on the last can of milk, it was ten days past the expiration date, Naruto frowned and threw it into the trash can.

I was rummaging around on the bed for the change that I had put under the pillow before going out to buy some stock. When I accidentally saw the wall calendar on the table, there was a date heavily circled in red pen.

The blond boy froze and stood there for a long time, then took the bottle of milk out of the trash can again.

"The one you can't drink."

Naruto was taken aback, and turned around to see a person wearing a rabbit mask.She reached out to catch the milk he dropped.

Naruto's entire back was tightly pressed against the refrigerator, and the coldness seeping from the refrigerator door slowly crawled into his body. He recognized this uniform.These masked people are very powerful ninjas, and sometimes they will follow the third-generation grandfather, and they will appear when he is too mischievous or try to escape the village, and turn him back home.

Although Naruto is still young, he also vaguely knows that there is always a masked man by his side.

Naruto couldn't see their eyes hidden behind the mask, but those gazes were colder than anyone else's on the street, with a hatred that couldn't be ignored.

They had never punched and kicked him like anyone else in the village before, until this time last year, when the man suddenly appeared in his house.

Naruto was very happy, those masked men would leave immediately after throwing him in, as if this was some terrible place.No one has ever been willing to visit him at his home, and other children can be invited to play at home.

In the next second, he was kicked heavily in the stomach, and at that moment he felt that that person really wanted to kill him.

"I have a monster in my stomach." The boy swallowed hard to restrain the trembling of his voice, "If you dare to hit me, I will let him come out and kill you."

When the masked man stretched out his hand, Naruto closed his eyes tightly and curled up to cover his head with his hand, but he waited for a long time and did not get the expected pain.

He opened his eyes.

"Do you like candy?"

In the palm of the white hand lay three fruit candies of different colors.

Naruto stood motionless at the door.

Xueshi turned around, "Why didn't you leave?" Didn't you want to go out to eat?

He took a deep breath, he felt rare kindness from this masked person, if she walked with him, she would be hated by others—just like all the children who didn’t know him before, and then she would If he was given a severe lesson by his parents, he would avoid him the next time we meet again.

This person may not be aware of his situation, Naruto thought, if she goes out and sees everyone's eyes, she will know that he is a monster.

Naruto knew that the people in the village hated him, especially on this day of the year. "It's not safe outside." He didn't want her to know.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Naruto shook his head.

In the next second, there was a gurgling sound in my stomach.

Xue Shi rubbed his little golden head, "I'm very powerful and will protect you well."

Naruto was stunned for a moment, sniffed his nose hard, raised a smiling face like a little sun, "Yeah."

That's fine, this masked sister is a good person, he doesn't want to lie to her.

Xueshi helped him close the door and stretched out his right hand.

Naruto tilted his head in bewilderment.

"Don't you like holding hands?"

"No, no... I like it. It's not that I don't like it, no, what I'm saying is that I like holding hands."

Before they reached the steamed stuffed bun stall, the uncle saw him all of a sudden, and frowned in disgust, "Go away, fox boy."

Then he noticed that there was a masked person behind him, and everyone in Konoha knew what this uniform represented.

"Master Anbu." The villagers are used to calling them this way. Although the person in front of him is only about the same size as his ten-year-old son in terms of stature, the strength of the person who can wear this mask has been personally certified by Master Hokage.

"Thank you for the two big meat buns."

Xueshi lowered his head and asked the boy, "Is there anything else?"

The boy shook his head.

Xueshi remembered the mess in his house and asked, "Is there anything you like to eat?"

"Cup Noodle!"

"...If you always eat cup noodles, you will not grow taller."

"Let's go to the supermarket to buy some milk."

Xueshi found that Naruto was unbelievably obedient. She asked if she liked the egg and he said he liked it, he nodded when asked if he liked the vegetables, and grinned when asked about the pork.

The day for Naruto to receive the monthly subsidy has not yet arrived. When she paid, the boy blushed while clutching a few coins in his hand, "I will return your masked sister."

When it was snowing, the house was cleaned up before lunch was started.

"Look carefully, the meat will be cooked when it turns this color... If you can't cut the green vegetables, you can cut them into small pieces... Look for this small spoon, you only need to put so much salt in this soup..." Finally Still worried, I took a note and wrote the steps on the refrigerator, "Egg fried rice and seaweed soup are the easiest." This is the only thing Kiyosawa knows.

Naruto ate a full two bowls of rice and a bowl of soup, and burped a lot.

Put the milk in the refrigerator when it was snowing, "Drink the milk you bought earlier, and the new milk can be later."

He tidied up the messy clothes in his closet again, "If you can't fold it, roll it up, like this..."

Naruto stared at her blankly, no one had ever taught him, no one had taught him that milk would expire, he had a stomachache after drinking it for a long time before he realized it; no one had taught him to eat more vegetables in the morning It is best to drink a glass of water before getting up, or you will not be in good health; and no one taught him that if it is a rainy day and he can't feel whether his clothes are dry, he can try it with his face.

He wants to tell them that he will study hard and he will be able to study well, but no one is willing to teach him.

Naruto felt a cool hand touch the corner of his eyes, "It's ok."

She took him into her arms and patted his back gently, "If you want to cry, you can cry."

The boy was crying in her arms, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances of these years.

Xue Shi sighed, she actually knew the identity of this child.

The higher-ups kept the truth secret, but his surname was Whirlpool.

When Xueshi saw that name, she guessed that Uzumaki was not a random surname, and she knew only one person with this surname in Konoha—Uzumaki Kushina.In addition, the child's date of birth was too coincidental, and the nine tails were sealed in his body.

Seeing the child's appearance, Xueshi's [-]% doubts in her heart had turned into very certainty.

――It is so obvious.

But because the pain of loss is too heavy, if it doesn't erupt, it will be swallowed by despair sooner or later. People need an outlet for their emotions, and Naruto who becomes Injuriki is undoubtedly the most direct choice.

But Yuki didn't have any position to do anything to those people. If Kiyosawa was killed by Kyuubi, she would also have no way to face Naruto with a normal heart.

Intellectually, she knows that he has nothing wrong with him, but Kyuubi has become one with him, she will not hate him, but it is also difficult for her to love him, and staying far away is probably her best choice.

She looked at the boy who was tired of crying and fell asleep in her arms, and couldn't help but feel sad—if Minato knew that the people she had fought so hard to protect had treated her children like this, would she regret it a little?

For dinner, Naruto's favorite ramen was eaten.

"Is there any gift you want?" Xueshi asked.

"Is anything ok?"

After getting an affirmative answer, the boy laughed happily, "I want a hat."

Xueshi picked out a peaked cap with a white bottom for him, and Naruto shook his head, "Can I change the color?" He asked very cautiously.

"What color do you want?"

"green."

"..."

"Naruto." Although he knew he couldn't see through the mask, Xueshi still had a serious face, "Boys are not allowed to wear green hats."

"But I want a hat the same color as your hair."

Xueshi did not expect this to be the reason.

"But I can't find anyone with the same hair color as mine." The unique hair color of the Qingze clan is not easy to get the dyed one casually, and more importantly, boys really can't wear green hats. The moral is not good.

"Why do you want a hat?"

"I don't like my hair." The golden color is so bright that everyone will recognize him if they see it from a distance, and then stand far away and tell him to get away.

"It's the same color as the sun." Xueshi said, "No one would dislike the sun."

Naruto ended up choosing a green goggle.

He chose between two greens for a long time, although they were neither the same, but he still tried his best to distinguish the one that was more similar.

Xue Shi felt a little uncomfortable, just because someone showed a little kindness to him, and he put that person in his heart.

"Is there anything else you want to do?"

"Today is the birthday star, any request can be satisfied."

After thinking about it, I still added it completely, "Of course some things are still not allowed."

The boy's eyes lit up, "I want to go somewhere."

"Can you carry me on your back and jump up like a ninja?"

She carried Naruto to Hokage Rock.

As soon as he put it down, he saw the child run straight past the first generation, the second generation, passed the only third generation grandpa he knew, and finally stopped at the fourth generation he had never seen before.

Standing on top of Yan Yan's head, he circled his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted towards the village shrouded in darkness: "I will become Hokage in the future."

"A great Hokage like the fourth generation."

Xueshi suddenly couldn't help but shed tears.

"Sister, are you leaving?"

Xue Shi nodded, her duty time is coming soon, and she has to report back to Naruto Building.

Naruto's blue eyes darkened when he saw it, and then were lit again, "Will today be my sister next year?"

Xueshi couldn't give him an affirmative answer, and patted his head, "I will apply."

She put the rest of the sugar on the table.

"Happy Birthday Naruto."

——————

Xue Shi got the answer, pushed the door open and entered Hokage's office.Surprisingly, Danzo is also there.

"Report to Lord III, the Snow Rabbit mission is complete."

The crutch in Danzo's hand hit the ground heavily, "It's just right." He snorted coldly, "Hizaku, you might as well ask what your subordinates did today."

After seeing the third generation nodding, Houyuki replied, "Perform the task of protecting Nine-Tails Jinchuriki."

"You call what you did today protection?!"

"To prevent him from eating expired food and cooking is to protect Renzhuli's body, to prevent the villagers from venting and beating is to protect Renzhuli's safety, to stop the villagers from abusing and giving a gift is to protect Renzhuli's mental health," she said. He raised his eyes, neither humble nor overbearing, "This is the protection I understand."

"Isn't it right?"

No matter what kind of bullying/bullying or pain the child has suffered, as long as he is guaranteed not to die or suffer permanent irreversible damage, is it called "protection"?

"Danzo." Hiruzaru Sarutobi stopped the unspoken words of this former teammate, "The protection that the teacher gave us is far more than life."

After Danzo left, Sandai asked her, "How is that child?"

"Probably because I didn't take care of myself when I was a child, I will grow less than 1.8 meters in the future." Xueshi thinks so, if she still eats instant noodles every day.

"What kind of person do you think he will become in the future?"

The instability of Jinchuriki is too great. At that time, Danzo hoped to brainwash Nine-Tails Jinchuriki from a small income and completely cultivate it as a loyal weapon, not as a complete person-no love or hate, never Betray the village.Zhuanju Koharu and Mito Menyan even expressed their support.

But Hiruzaru Sarutobi could not agree, otherwise he would have no face to face the Minato couple who sacrificed for the village.

He single-handedly suppressed the opposition of the advisory group and insisted on letting Naruto grow up as a "person".

But as Hokage, who has to put the village first, he is also not sure that Naruto, who grew up as a Jinzhuli, will not hate the village that has brought all the suffering to him after knowing the truth of the matter.

It wasn't until he asked the question that it was inappropriate.He was probably old, Hiruzaru Sarutobi sighed, talking about this to someone who was still in the category of a child.

"It's hard work, go back and rest." He smiled.

"I still remember the third-generation grandpa you told us at the opening ceremony that every child is a leaf that makes up the big tree of Konoha." Xueshi said, "But I don't think it's right."

"I think it should be more like a flower bud."

"It would be a real pity if it withered while it was still a bud. There is no point in a flower not blooming, because it might be a prettier flower than a green mandala."

"Every flower wants a chance to bloom."

"I guess that child will be a splendid flower."

The author has something to say: I have always wondered whether AB set Naruto as the child of Minato until the end of the painting. Otherwise, how could Kakashi and Jiraiya be indifferent to his situation, and the third generation also allowed bullying to happen

And in the previous dozens of episodes, it is really not obvious that Kakashi likes Naruto, and I feel that he will like Sasuke more (personal feeling)

Naruto childhood memories are my Achilles heel

The kind that cry once

I remember when it was around 700 or which episode of memories

When Naruto was a child, he was bullied and ran to the fourth generation of Hokage Yan Yan

Not the first generation, nor the second generation, not even the third generation grandfather he likes, but the fourth generation who has never been masked for him

This kind of fetter in the dark really pokes my tears

I always thought it was a miracle that this kid lived like a little sun without a newspaper office

Green mandala flower language: endless hope