September 16, 61 Konoha
Naruto Building, Konoha, the Fire Country
Naruto Office
At the door
"Do you have to go so far?" Naruto asked,
"Is it necessary for you to follow Uchiha every day? Your ears are so big. "
"It's necessary to prevent mistakes," the person replied.
Naruto could only stop his footsteps that were about to get off work,
He sighed and sat back down at his desk.
Only then did the person let go of the hand that was holding the door of the office,
He closed the door and walked to his desk,
He turned around and leaned back,
He turned his head and smiled at Naruto.
Naruto sighed again,
He opened his snack drawer and rummaged through it. However..,
No matter what..,
He couldn't find a cigarette, so he could only throw a piece of candy on the table.
"Looks like Kakashi hasn't lifted his control on you yet." The person took out a lighter from his trouser pocket coolly,
He lit the fire. "Anyway, you don't need to smoke to refresh yourself now, so don't smoke. No matter how good the tobacco is, it's not a good habit."
"Then why are you, who is heavily addicted to tobacco, hooking up with me here?" Naruto looked at the person who came,
That person's eyes, which were like energy-saving LED light bulbs, flashed white under the sunlight.
"You can't play with fire. Can it be that only the Uchiha family is allowed to fan the flames everywhere every day, and we Hinata are not allowed to slap a lighter? " The person who came was from the Hinata family. Judging from his face, he was Konoha's logistics minister, Hinata. Judging from his style, he had become the patriarch of the Hinata branch family, Hinata Hizashi.
"I just don't want your family to
Some people..,
Just be disappointed. "Naruto enunciated his words,
He peeled a piece of candy for himself and threw it into his mouth,
He rubbed the hard plastic candy wrapper and was a little unhappy. "And according to your theory, I've been secretly smoking with you for so many years. This time, you came on purpose. If you don't smell like smoke, I don't know who will start to think otherwise."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, no matter what we do, the people who should be thinking nonsense will think nonsense. So, Milord, as long as you can chat longer with us Hinata than with the Uchiha family, and then when you send us off, you can be more hospitable than the Uchiha family. " Hinata Hizashi said, but he also felt a little embarrassed. "Yesterday, the elders of our family heard from the old guys of Uchiha family that you gave Fugaku precious tea and went out with him shoulder to shoulder."
"Are you feeling unbalanced now? He's here to cause trouble for me! "
"But others don't know."
"Okay, okay." Naruto bit the fruit candy, indicating that he preferred the soft milk candy.
“
Fugaku's old injuries are quite tiring. He's been reporting to me for a long time and he's feeling uncomfortable. What's wrong with me helping him? "
"Yes, yes, a patient should stay at home and not cause trouble for everyone." Hinata Hizashi also picked up the candy and tossed it up and down in his hand. "So, I heard that you finished your work and came here. I'm determined to not cause trouble for you."
"Then I'd rather you take up my work time like Fugaku." Naruto looked at his watch. It's already past 5 o 'clock. He and his son just filled the refrigerator yesterday. Today is a good time to cook a big meal. So, he began to speak a little bit harshly. "As for why your family is feeling unbalanced? I thought that only Ninja Dogs like Kakashi would have this kind of inexplicable phenomenon if they kept too many of them and couldn't feed enough. "
"Only a dog that can wag its tail can eat." But since the thick-skinned Hizashi was sent to contact the Hokage, he must be more suitable than his older brother. "Please don't be angry, it seems that I have delayed you from going home to have dinner with your son? I understand, I understand. Look at that damn boy Guy, he likes to take some border field missions all day long. My Yasuji finally has a vacation. In fact, Yasuji is also waiting for his good father at home to have dinner and chat with him. In contrast, you can see your son several times a day in Watergate. "
"Then why are you wasting your time here?"
"Tail wagging, who told the leader of Four Generations, Naruto always likes to promote and put in important positions, cough, I mean, people he trusts more."
"What's wrong with saying that I like to appoint people by favoritism? I do like to appoint people by favoritism. " Don't make it sound like I'm not the same. "Hokage looked at his watch again and talked with Hizashi for a few more seconds.
"So, it's a very important job to communicate with you." Hizashi grasped Hokage's words, "Although no one would really think that the closer Hokage is to the person, the better his personal relationship, but it's still very useful to block the mouths of the masses. So, since we can solve the most troublesome problem in ancient and modern times by chatting here, why don't we do it? "
Naruto had to open the drawer and continue to eat candy.
This time, Hyuga Hizashi was the one who was sad. He didn't want to stand like this at all, but the last topic was over, and the Hokage didn't bring up the next topic. "Cough, that, Minato, sama?"
Watergate held his chin and continued to chew candy. This time, he ate a mint-flavored candy. Now, his mouth was full of unbearable coolness. He wanted to spit it out, but he was a little embarrassed.
"Watergate, you're not really angry, are you?" Hizashi saw that Watergate ignored him and didn't tell him any cold jokes. He finally realized that his tone today was a bit too harsh. A person with the purpose of pleasing his boss couldn't help but refute. It's really a mistake.
"I'm not." However, Minato didn't want Hizashi to misunderstand anything. In the end, he bit the bullet and swallowed the annoying mint candy. "You're here to stop the thoughts of those who think too much, so please don't get caught up in your own thoughts. It's just that I had to meet with a few outsiders in the afternoon, and now I really don't want to talk. "
"Ah, thank you for your hard work." So Hizashi calmed down. He understood that his friend, Minato, really didn't want him to become the kind of friend who needed to keep talking, even though he was already that kind of friend.
But is it really okay for two big men to be in a daze together? Maybe they can complain about the construction progress of the new Naruto Building in the Logistics Department, or simply talk about their sons, or maybe they can discuss the more relaxing topic of their future daughters-in-law. The lively Hizashi couldn't help but secretly look at his friend. In the middle of September, the sunset has begun to come early. In the cloudless sky, the unobstructed setting sun was casting through the large floor-to-ceiling window of Naruto's office, hitting the back of Bo Fung Watergate, making the figure of that person seem to be plated with a layer of gold. So Hinata Hizashi felt that the distance between them was getting farther and farther.
But immediately, this distance became closer again. Hinata Hizashi saw that Bo Fung Watergate had closed his eyes and even lowered his head to take a nap.
After that, Hizashi really stopped trying to find a chance to speak and closed his eyes together. He didn't want to judge whether Bo Fung Watergate was really sleepy or deliberately. He only knew that in their lives, there was a time when they were younger than young. At that time, Konoha wasn't as big as it is now, but there were still many people. Although everyone had their own ideas, their ideas weren't that complicated. And they could also sleep in front of anyone they called a teammate without any scruples.
However, our young master Naruto wouldn't understand this kind of feeling.
Hatake Mansion
In the small dining room.
Naruto Uzumaki and Hatake Kakashi were staring at each other again.
"It's already 6 o 'clock, why isn't dad back yet?" Naruto was lying on the table with one hand covering his stomach and the other hand stretched out. I'm hungry. "
"I told you I'm meeting someone." Kakashi sipped his juice and flipped through a book, "If you're hungry, eat first."
"No, dad said we're going to have a big meal tonight." Naruto stretched out his leg and tiptoed, opening the refrigerator door with a creak, "Look, there are so many shiny ingredients, I want to eat dad's big meal."
"But it seems like he won't have time to cook today even if he's free to come back for dinner." Kakashi turned a page, "How about you cook?"
"I can't cook these fancy ingredients, okay?" Naruto, who hated wasting, never showed off in the kitchen.
"Then continue to wait for your dad. If he's not too tired, let him cook a big meal. If he comes back late, we'll all eat in the cafeteria."
"You're really heartless."
"Then let's all have fun." Kakashi, who was engrossed in his book, didn't want to talk nonsense with Naruto.
But Naruto really needed to divert his attention to avoid thinking about his shriveled stomach, "It's good to have fun, but I've been eating for days."
"Lie down." This was the sound of Kakashi putting down his book, looking at Naruto seriously.
Naruto was startled by Kakashi, "What's wrong?"
"What did you just say?"
"You've been eating Yichinoku for days?"
Kakashi decisively wiped his hands on his clothes, then put his hand on Naruto's forehead, "You don't have a fever, and you're saying you're sick of it?"
"How can I be sick of delicious Yichinoku?" Naruto pushed Kakashi away, "It's all because of you and Dou's blabbering. Dad is now a brain worker, and if his diet is not reasonable, it's easy for him to not have enough nutrition to keep up with low blood sugar. With low blood sugar, the brain often lacks oxygen, and when he's old, he'll get dementia."
So Kakashi could only look at Naruto with a sullen face.
"Hey, hey, what do you mean?" Naruto instinctively felt that Kakashi didn't say anything good about him.
"Nothing, he just saw Dad come back." The one who answered was Bo Fung Watergate. Watergate Daddy had once again been freed from the psychological damage caused by the words "Alzheimer's." He just didn't understand why his son couldn't forget those words.
Naruto immediately sat down, and he was about to call out "Dad" sweetly as usual, but his stomach had already said it for him. "Gulp."
"Sorry, Dad came back late again." Watergate looked at his son's watery eyes and hurriedly apologized. In the past, he was magnanimous enough to let his son eat in the cafeteria. Now, he clearly had time to cook and promised, but he still ate fast food every day. Compared to his son's seriousness every time he cooked for Dad, he always felt inferior.
But Naruto didn't think so, this simple-minded teenager only knew that when he was hungry, he had to eat. "Dad, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Watergate Daddy secretly sighed, and he looked at Kakashi beside him.
Kakashi also looked at Watergate, and suddenly, his stomach failed to live up to his expectations and made a "gulp" sound.
Watergate instantly laughed, "Kakashi, don't tell me you're like Naruto, hungry for dinner tonight?"
"It's normal to have stomachs growling when it's time to eat." Kakashi made a mark and closed the book, "Sensei, you're not hungry because you have gastric problems."
"I just ate a few pieces of candy." Watergate narrowed his eyes, "It's so crowded in the restaurant now. Kakashi, go get some takeout from Yile."
Kakashi didn't say anything, and directly jumped out of the Thor and left.
"Dad, do you think Kakashi will really bring Yile back?" Naruto was deeply skeptical.
"If Kakashi dares to bring back food from the cafeteria." Watergate Daddy raised the corner of his mouth, "Naruto, eat some fruit to fill your stomach first. Dad will cook a big meal for you, let him eat in the cafeteria and watch!"
But it didn't take long before Kakashi came back with a big package that was obviously not in the style of the cafeteria. He opened the package, and inside were several exquisite carved wooden lunch boxes. Kakashi opened the lunch boxes one by one.
The first to exclaim was Naruto, "Wow, Kakashi, what a beautiful sushi set, it must be very expensive. You're so generous today."
Then Kakashi took out a flat cylindrical paper box and opened it.
Watergate also frowned, "Wasn't it your birthday yesterday?"
"You only bought a corner of a cake, are you sure it's enough for Naruto? Sushi can't feed your son. " Kakashi sighed.
"I can't eat that much." Naruto weakly retorted with the voice in his stomach.
Watergate Daddy couldn't help but laugh, and he gave Naruto a pair of chopsticks, "Come on, let's eat until you're broke, Kakashi. By the way, where's Eero? I haven't seen him eating lately."
"I'm working overtime and eating in the cafeteria." Kakashi poured vinegar for his teacher.
"Oh." Watergate Daddy moved the vinegar plate in front of Naruto, who was already stuffing his sushi, "So Kakashi, you don't seem to have anything to do today?"
"Yeah." Kakashi quickly joined the battle of sushi with Naruto. But soon he was no longer in the mood to eat, because he heard his teacher say, "Let me see if you've regressed."
"That's not necessary, Sensei." Kakashi, who had been neglecting his exercise recently, didn't want to make his teacher angry, "I have work early in the morning tomorrow. It's rare that everyone is free, so why don't we play cards?"
"What a decadent suggestion." He had been silently warned by his old subordinate for two days in a row.
"Don't slack off." Naruto frowned.
"But apart from eating, sleeping, and working, people need some entertainment to be healthy." Kakashi hurriedly stopped his comrade, "Naruto, look at your father. Apart from working, eating, and sleeping, he doesn't even have any other hobbies. This isn't normal."
"I read novels." Watergate interrupted.
"But the novels you read aren't entertaining at all," Kakashi retorted.
"You're the one who lacks the self-discipline of a ninja." Watergate frowned.
"People aren't machines." Kakashi continued to refute, and then looked at Naruto, who was still eating.
Naruto hurriedly swallowed. He looked at his father, and then at Kakashi. Although his father did need to relax, he couldn't say that to Kakashi. "Actually, many people don't have any hobbies. Look at Sasuke, his brother, and his father, eating, sleeping, doing missions, and training. Haven't they all been doing well for so many years?"
"…" Kakashi was unable to refute. He really wanted to tell Naruto that the Uchiha family couldn't be judged by common sense.
Over there.
Uchiha Main Residence.
It was already past dinner time.
Itachi and Sasuke, who were both haunted by Kakashi's powerful resentment, both sneezed and set off for training. Mikoto also went back to the security department to work overtime after washing the dishes. So, Fugaku was the only one left in the huge Uchiha Main Residence. He sneezed loudly by himself.
Uchiha Fugaku rubbed his nose, looked at the thousands of lights outside the window, and closed the window. Then he picked up a broom and began to sweep the floor. Even if the floor in his house was really clean. But if he didn't sweep the floor, what else could he do after retiring? He tried to play chess, but he didn't want to play it after two days. He tried to write, but Fugaku really didn't want to see his dog-like left hand writing. He also read books, but even "Intimate Paradise" he fell asleep after a few glances. Not to mention what he said to Mikoto before, after retirement, he would help her do the laundry and cook every day, uproot the flowers and plants in the garden. At this time, Uchiha Fugaku also had to admit that he had almost completely become a waste.
But even a waste has to live a waste's life.
Fugaku sighed and put down the broom that didn't sweep much. It wasn't because he couldn't even sweep the floor well and wanted to give up, but because it was time to apply medicine to his old injury. Now, Uchiha Fugaku needed to go back to his bedroom as soon as possible and find the white porcelain jar that looked no different from an urn of ashes. Then he took off his shirt, opened the jar, dug out a big lump with his left hand, and pasted it on his poor right shoulder. Then, he would rub as hard as he could on the shoulder that was full of twisted scars. He would rub until the cool ointment seeped into the skin, until the dry and hot scars began to soften. He would rub until the pain became more and more painful, until it could cover the itch that made him want to cut the shoulder with a knife.
Uchiha Fugaku, like all ninjas, was not afraid of pain, but dying from the itch was nothing.
So the more Fugaku thought about it, the more stifled he became. He vented by wiping the sweat on his back with his shirt and threw it into the corner. Then he threw himself on the big bed by the window.
As a result, he became even more stifled. Because this big bed — the latest design, beautiful, and comfortable. But Fugaku, who was used to sleeping on tatami mats for half his life, just didn't like this soft wire bed. He felt that this bed was really too soft, too comfortable, so comfortable that it would wear away a person's will. But he could only endure. Because a high bed would make it more convenient and effortless for Mikoto to help him apply medicine and massage. Moreover, even if there was no one around, he could sit up by his feet. As long as he sat up, he could stand and walk, and he didn't need to trouble others.
So Fugaku didn't stay in bed for long before he got up again. He went back to the corner to pick up his clothes and put them on. He should have gone to bed early, but he didn't want to sleep alone at all. So he went to the kitchen to make himself a small pot of water, and then took the pot back to the bedroom and sat on the small sofa by the bed. Yes, for the sake of making life more convenient, his futon had been thrown away long ago. Of course, there was also his short tea table made of nanmu, which was now replaced by a tall one that matched the sofa. In short, this old master bedroom had become completely incompatible with Uchiha's old house because of him.
But what could he do?
Uchiha Fugaku complained and opened the tea leaves he robbed from Watergate yesterday. Originally, he took something from Watergate just to show that his personal relationship with Naruto was still strong. But since the doctor said that this tea was also good for his body, why not drink it? Fugaku thought of Watergate, whose complexion had improved a lot in the past few months. He sighed, picked up a few tea leaves from the top of the pile, threw them into the teacup, and poured hot water into it. Then he poured the rest of the ginseng tea into the clean tea pot that Mikoto had helped him brush.
Fugaku held the hot tea and drank it. He remembered that Watergate had said that he didn't like the taste of this tea very much. Maybe this tea really tasted bad. But Fugaku, whose sense of taste had become less and less sensitive with age and injury, was glad that he couldn't taste it. He only felt that the tea was very warm. After drinking it, it flowed from his throat through his esophagus into his stomach, making his whole chest and abdomen warm. Although it didn't seem to have any effect on the old scar on his right shoulder, the effect of helping him sleep was still very obvious.
So Fugaku was really sleepy. He found that as he fell asleep, his body became heavier and heavier, even heavier than when his old injury acted up on a rainy day. But it was very comfortable. It made him want to go to bed right away. But Fugaku was still not ready to go to bed. Because the sofa was also very warm and comfortable. More importantly, if he slept on the sofa, Mikoto would have to wake him up first when she came home from the night shift. Fugaku thought that as a woman, knowing that someone was waiting for her to get off work, should feel very happy as a woman. So this man, who was willing to make his woman happier, looked at the sky through the curtains with peace of mind and closed his eyes. He found that today's moon seemed to be a little bigger and rounder than yesterday's.
The full moon was not until next year.
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September 16, 1961, Konoha
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