Time was such an annoying thing.
He didn't remember what he did,
A month passed by just like that.
At the end of August, 61 Konoha,
Lukewarm,
Uchiha Main Residence
Small restaurant
5: 55 am,
A glimmer of dawn just appeared outside the window,
Uchiha Sasuke was stuffing breakfast into his mouth. Then, he regretted it. He shouldn't have let Naruto take on missions casually yesterday. Of course, it was good to have a job that allowed him to go home early in the afternoon. Wasn't it just that Mu Si had become Wednesday,
Leaving the house earlier? Anyway, their Uchiha family had always... In short,
Sasuke didn't want to trouble his mother, who had become a professional woman, to wake up early to make breakfast for him,
So after he got up, he quietly sneaked into the kitchen,
He knew that there were all kinds of food prepared in the fridge,
As long as he put it in the microwave, it would be ready to eat with a ding. But..,
Why was it that when he opened the kitchen door, what he saw was already on the table — small steamed buns with cream fillings, steamed shrimp dumplings, half an orange, a cucumber, and a large box of hot milk with straws in it. All of them were served on brand-new blue and white porcelain plates,
Other than the ugly appearance and the lack of post-meal pudding, the taste was no different from before.
But Sasuke still tasted like wax.
But in the eyes of Uchiha Fugaku, his second son's constant grinding of teeth was called wolfing down. This was enough to make him silently gratified. It was not in vain that he got up early in the morning to fiddle with the terrifying microwave. "Eat another bun. Your brother could eat more than you at your age."
"Yes,
Father. "Sasuke had to restrain the urge to open his eyes to break the illusion,
He swallowed the food in his mouth,
He picked up the small bun in front of him and continued to stuff it into his mouth. Finally, the clock chimed six times, "Dang Dang Dang".
Then he stood up and ran out. "Father, it's time. I'm going out."
"Wait."
"Yes." Sasuke turned into a wooden man.
"Are you coming back for lunch? Do you need me to prepare a lunch for you? "
"No." Sasuke felt that his eyes were already red. Although his brother had always said that his father was not as rigid and serious as he imagined and that there was no need to be afraid, his father was indeed very scary. Today's behavior was even scarier. "I, I will eat in the cafeteria with my brother."
"Oh, got it. Let's go."
"Yes."
Sasuke ran away quickly, which made Fugaku want to laugh. Thus, he pursed his lips, rolled up his sleeves, and removed the floral apron on the back of the chair. He put on his gloves and began to clean up. He silently recited what his wife had taught him: First, put the bowl and chopsticks in the sink, then fill it with water and pour in 3 milliliters of detergent. When scrubbing the plate, pay attention to the uniform force, otherwise it will break easily with the strength of a ninja's hands. First, scrub the inside of the plate, and don't forget to scrub the bottom of the plate. Finally, drip some water and wipe it with a dry cloth. What boring work.
Fugaku had never realized that there was such a damned correct procedure for washing bowls. But was it really necessary? Forget about the bottom of the plate, why did he have to wipe it dry? What was there to wipe? If he left it there, it would dry sooner or later. Also, it was just for eating. Wasn't it enough to have a plate, a bowl, and a pair of chopsticks enough? Why did they have to make so many strange containers? The worst thing was, why did a set of kitchen knives have 22? Was it not cutting radishes into flowers, but not cutting potatoes into shreds?
"Pa." Finally, Fugaku, who was distracted, crushed a plate. He sighed and threw the broken pieces of porcelain into the trash can. Then he picked up the last bowl to be wiped. "Pa." Fugaku sighed again. He moved his right shoulder and fingers that were getting more and more uncomfortable. He squatted on the ground to pick up the pieces of porcelain.
But before he finished, a foot wearing a pink fluffy slipper stepped on the finer pieces. It was Mikoto Uchiha. "Why didn't you wake me up?"
"It's just heating up a bun. I can still put it in and press the button." Fugaku poked his wife's big toe.
"What about the new cutlery I bought? It's not cheap. "Mikoto sighed. She held Fugaku's waist and lifted him up.
"Yes, and it's the new cutlery that I bought at a discount." Fugaku stood up with the help of his wife. "Seriously, if it's broken, I'll buy a new one. You're a rich lady who has never been short of money. Why do you always talk about how cheap and expensive it is? Since I can afford to buy expensive and deceptively expensive cutlery, who cares about the discount? "
"You'll never understand the fun of being a housewife." Mikoto put Fugaku on a chair and carefully massaged his right shoulder to the tip of his right finger. "You're trying to be brave. The hospital said not to let you catch a cold. You're really not afraid of death."
"How can a real man be afraid of death?" Fugaku put his head on Mikoto's chest and took a deep breath. "Ah, it smells so good."
"You're so annoying." Mikoto snorted. "The more you live, the more backward you become. Don't cry in front of me."
"Ah, the water in summer is really not cold. I even wore gloves. Your husband is not stupid."
Mikoto smiled. She saw that Fugaku was really fine, so she picked up the broom and swept the porcelain pieces. "I haven't asked you yet. Did Sasuke eat enough this morning? That kid doesn't say anything in front of you, but you keep scaring him. "
"What do you mean by scaring him?" Fugaku frowned. "You and Itachi can protect him, but his father can't scold him? If a young man in his teens is not afraid of his father, then he's going to turn the world upside down. "
"Do you think Sasuke is like you and Itachi? That kid listens to his mother the most." Mikoto had finished sweeping the floor and was wiping the microwave. "Every time he uses it, he doesn't remember to wipe it."
"It's a machine that was invented to make life more convenient. Is it necessary to wipe it clean every time you use it? It's just a few drops of oil. "
"Oh, then who's the fastidious one? Who made green tea and found a fingerprint on the glass?"
Fugaku stopped talking. Although that was when they had just gotten married, he was indeed a man who had lost his temper with his wife because of a fingerprint on a cup.
"What? Do you know you're wrong, young master of the Uchiha family? "
"Yes, sorry." If it was ten or twenty years ago, Fugaku would have never apologized easily. The consequences of not following a woman's words were not to the extent of not being able to eat, but the quality of the food would definitely be significantly reduced. In fact, in the past, Fugaku didn't care at all. Anyway, his wife would at most be angry with him for a meal. But now … since he had promised that once he retired, he would start to learn to take care of the family, then he would definitely be a good family man in his wife's heart. "You tidy up first. I'll go wake Itachi up. Really, after hanging out with Watergate for more than a year, he didn't learn the good things, but learned this laziness quickly."
"He went out to exercise a long time ago. He woke up earlier than Sasuke." Mikoto frowned. "Go back and have your hearing checked. I suspect that your hearing is damaged."
"Is that so?" Fugaku pricked up his ears and heard a butterfly flying by outside the window. He was sure. "My hearing is fine. Itachi probably deliberately ignored me. Cough, as expected of my son. After working in the office for so long, his skills haven't deteriorated."
"Of course, our Itachi is a genius." Mikoto said proudly, "But Fugaku, you've been slacking off too much lately. You've only rested for a short while, how could you forget that you're a ninja so quickly?"
"It's because I have a good wife."
"You've become a sweet talker." Mikoto complained, but her hands were much lighter when she heated up the food.
And Fugaku looked at his wife who would unconsciously hum when she heard sweet words, and he was very happy. He knew that at least he would have a good breakfast today.
"Don't be idle." Mikoto didn't want her husband to just sit there. "Tear up the calendar. Look, it's the end of August, but the calendar is still in July."
"Ah, it's true. I haven't torn up the calendar since I celebrated Sasuke's birthday last time." Fugaku stood up, moved to the foot of the wall, and began to tear up the calendar. As the calendar turned into waste paper one by one, he became more and more disappointed. He suddenly realized that it seemed that except for the children's birthdays, there was really nothing for a retired ninja to write on the calendar.
At this time.
Hatake's old house.
Bo Fung Watergate's bedroom.
Kakashi gently pushed the door open and walked in. He gently pulled open the curtains. He had recently confirmed that his sensei who was awakened by natural light was much less grumpy than the one who was awakened by an alarm clock.
But a black hand immediately closed the curtains again. "Let him sleep a little longer. He seemed to have insomnia yesterday. He tossed and turned until the middle of the night before he fell asleep."
“
Anyway, he doesn't have any meetings or meetings this morning. "
Kakashi nodded to the guard captain who suddenly appeared. "Leave this to me. Your breakfast is on the table. Also, don't forget to wash the dishes after you're done."
Uchiha Shisui also nodded and gave Kakashi a look of disdain.
Kakashi, however, disagreed with Shisui's look. He then made a light cough. "Naruto made the food, Eero squeezed the juice, and I washed and cut the vegetables. What's wrong with you washing the dishes after eating ready-made food?"
"I didn't say I'm not washing the dishes." Shisui could only wave his hand to dismiss the Shadow Guard on night duty. He then went to the small dining room to eat breakfast, wash the dishes, and take out the trash.
The second hand ticked. When Shisui finished cleaning the kitchen and went to his room to catch up on sleep, the sky outside the window was already bright. The thin cotton curtains couldn't block out the dazzling golden summer sun. Bo Fung Watergate, who still wanted to sleep, pulled the quilt over his head again.
However, the summer quilt was as small as its name suggested. Kakashi suddenly felt like laughing when he saw how his sensei couldn't care less about his feet after covering his face. He used the tassel of the intelligence scroll in his hand to sweep the soles of his sensei's feet. "Get up. Naruto made you some assorted fried rice and sliced a big, buttery spiced duck egg for you."
"What time is it?" The man under the quilt seemed to swallow his saliva.
"7: 25." Kakashi lifted the quilt.
Watergate rubbed his eyes and got up. He put on his slippers and went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. When he came out, Kakashi had already put breakfast on the small coffee table by the window.
"Where's Naruto?" Watergate sat down and began to eat.
"He left early."
"It's only 7: 30."
"His team is helping the cafeteria unload two trucks of vegetables this morning."
"Why is there so much work in the cafeteria recently?" Watergate complained. "I remember that the head chef has a lot of people working for him."
"There are also a lot of dead people."
"…"
"They're all retired and disabled people. It's normal to lose people." Kakashi poked his head out from behind the book.
"It's quite normal." Watergate pulled the book from Kakashi's hand. Didn't you already promise me that you'll work hard and not read 'Intimate Paradise'? "
"This book is' Intimate Windfall '."
"Isn't it the same thing?" Watergate casually flipped through the book and saw Jiraiya's inscription on the title page. "To my most loyal reader, my dear Kakashi, happy 29th birthday." Aren't you only 28 this year? "
"I'll be 29 soon."
"That's true. It's your birthday next month." Watergate returned the book to Kakashi and stroked his straight hair. "My dear Kakashi who's almost 30 years old, take advantage of my good mood today to ask for a present."
Kakashi hurriedly put the book away. "I hope you can live a long and healthy life."
"It's not my birthday." Watergate pinched Kakashi's head. "Be serious. I know you don't like to celebrate your birthday, but there must be something you want."
"I want world peace, Konoha."
Watergate sighed and ignored Kakashi.
Kakashi didn't ignore his teacher. He took out two walnuts, put them in his hands, and gently peeled them out. "Here."
"You've been eating them for more than three months." Watergate's face almost turned into a walnut.
"Eating too many chestnuts will give you a stomachache, and eating peanuts and melon seeds is really embarrassing." Kakashi rolled his eyes at his teacher. "Just make do for a few more months and you'll have hazelnut and pine nuts."
"But is it necessary?"
"It's not harmful anyway." Kakashi helped his teacher mix the walnuts into the fried rice. "You've been admitted to four hospitals in a row last year. While you're not busy, you should listen to the hospital and rest for a while. Otherwise, you'll get sick when you're busy again. Tell me, is it necessary to make Naruto worry about causing trouble for everyone just because of stuttering? "
"That's not the logic." Watergate objected verbally, but his actions didn't. However, he wouldn't let Kakashi interrupt him so easily. "I've decided. I'll hold a birthday party for you. It won't be a big party. I'll just invite a few of your classmates to come over and eat and drink. You'll stand up at 30. It's your last birthday before 30 years old."
"…" This was Kakashi's only reaction as he was folding his teacher's quilt.
"What does the ellipsis mean?"
"It means as long as you're happy."
"It's not a matter of whether I'm happy or not. I know what you're thinking. But I think, whether it's your mother or Hatake Maoso senpai, if they can see it, they'll be very happy that you're happily entertaining your friends at home. I'm not familiar with your mother, but your father, although he always looks serious, is actually a very warm and hospitable person. "
…
"Why did you suddenly mention him?" Kakashi was a little silent.
"It's nothing. After all, he's living in your house." Watergate realized that he might still be sleepy. "I remember when he came over."
"Yeah." Kakashi looked at his watch and picked up the information scroll. "It's already 7: 45. I have to go first. You eat slowly. When you're done, just put the bowl in the sink."
"Okay."
As soon as he heard his teacher's voice, Kakashi made a Thor hand sign as if he was running away. He felt that he needed to calm down and relax first, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to work normally for the whole morning. Hatake Maoso, this name was suddenly mentioned by such an inappropriate person, it was still very annoying. His reason was telling him that it was just a mother that he had no impression of and a father who had died more than 20 years ago. Even if his mother had died too early, the last sight of his father had left him with a shadow in his heart. Compared to Uchiha Belt Soil and Harano Rin, it was just a glimpse of his whole life, and it was already a thing of the past.
Kakashi touched the scar on the side of his eye. In his eye socket, there was an eyeball that didn't close in death. The color of blood never faded, constantly gnawing at his body and even his soul. This eyeball once belonged to Belt Soil, who had half of his body crushed. Kakashi touched his right hand. If he wanted, this hand could be wrapped in a beautiful blue Chakra at any time, and with a crackling sound, it could instantly break a person's hard sternum, and then pierce a big hole through the skin and flesh. For example, Rin. Kakashi still remembered that when Rin fell, the ground under her body was immediately soaked with black blood mixed with pieces of internal organs and bones. The girl's beautiful face also became ferocious and terrifying. Unlike that Konoha White Fang, although his intestines would also flow out if he cut his abdomen, he was wearing a straight white shirt, kneeling straight, and there was a white cloth on the floor. Together with the bright red blood, he looked very dignified in comparison.
"You're really a pervert!" Kakashi suddenly slapped himself hard, and stopped thinking. A normal person shouldn't think like that. Kakashi was a normal person, so he didn't want to, he wanted to smoke. So Kakashi held the cigarette in his mouth, and sat back on a white rattan swing tied with a bow. The swing swayed, and Kakashi finally realized that this was Minato's house, Bo Fung Watergate's bedroom. As for him, he was like an idiot who would stupidly run back to his old place after moving house. He accidentally entered the wrong door. Yes, Hatake Kakashi actually stayed in Minato's house longer than in Hatake's house.
But this discovery made Kakashi feel that it was not bad.
If it weren't for the heavy smell of paint on the new windows, the eye-catching sawdust and glass dregs on the floor, and the visible layer of dust on the table, even if there were still some gloating molds hiding in the dark, it would still be a good place to live.
In short, the mold can't be completely eliminated, but the dust can be solved if he diligently works. Kakashi wanted to clean up. But he looked at the time, and it was already 8: 05, so he could only help his teacher clean the remaining photo frames in the house to express his gratitude. But when he washed the cloth and was ready to work, he found that not only the photo frames of his sister Kina, but every photo frame was spotless.
"I don't know if Sensei remembered to wear a mask when he secretly came here." Kakashi sighed, he began to believe that this dilapidated Minato's house was indeed far more meaningful than he thought. Kakashi hesitated, and took out his walkie-talkie, but before he could speak, he heard Yaoshi Dou speak first.
"Anbu sama, do you want to make an appointment for Four Generations -sama's physical examination? The hospital has been helping Sama to save space and staff for the past few days, when is it convenient for Sama? We will be waiting for you. "
"Okay, okay." Kakashi was a little annoyed, he actually forgot that his teacher had reached the end of the mandatory checkup cycle. It seems that he needs to hang a calendar at home to record things.
"Then you go ahead." Dou seemed to be quite busy.
"Wait, I have other things to do. Last time, my Naruto asked you to come up with a solution to the mold in Minato's house, why haven't you done it yet?"
"But without mold, the house can't be lived in."
"Don't talk nonsense, whether it can be lived in or not, we can talk about it later, your task is to get rid of the mold."
"Kakashi, that's not what you told me before!"
"I'm saying it now." Kakashi blew a smoke ring, "Jounin 012140, how about you complain to Naruto, if you don't like it, you can follow the order."
"You're ruthless."
Commemoration because I don't want to lose
…
August 30, 61 Konoha. Sunny.
Hatake Kakashi replaced the old wall clock with a new battery in Bonikaze House
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