Reincarnation,
There are always some memories to be forgotten, whether you are like the fire of the morning sun or extinguished like firewood.
It is still the 60th year of Konoha, still July.
Hot.
Konoha Naruto Building.
Underground.
There was no window in the Anbu Minister's office.
Tide.
Kakashi squatted on the chair behind the desk, reading the latest Anbu intelligence as if he was watching "Intimate Paradise".
The unlucky new Anbu of Konoha finally lost the little bait, Ichibi's Force Of Human Column.
Some small explanations … In short,
Kakashi was very irritable.
He wanted to roar.
The Peach Ground Will Never Be Severed in front of him.
"Don't you think that you are more suitable for internal work?" Kakashi slammed the report on the table and stood on the chair.
He looked condescendingly at his direct subordinate, Peach Ground Zaibutsu, who obviously didn't complete the task but didn't feel ashamed at all.
"I think I am more suitable to hold my sword and cut people. Our Mist village doesn't have such a perverted tracking course as Konoha." Zaibutsu tilted his head and looked at his unlucky boss.
"Are you suggesting that I send you to Konoha school to be remolded?"
Zaibutsu snorted, but he was a step late this time. Kakashi had already jumped over and called an Anbu.
He immediately arranged for the overage youth to go to school. Then he said, "It's settled." and pushed Zaibutsu out.
So Zaibutsu stood in the wet underground corridor, and he didn't want to think or say anything.
And in the wet room?
"Kakashi, what do we do now?"
What should we do now? "Nara Shikaku, the head of Konoha's intelligence department, had just seen the new information from the Anbu.
But Ichibi's matter was the responsibility of the Anbu.
According to the Code,
His duty could only be to cooperate with the Anbu Minister's work. Even if he felt that Kakashi was not so reliable from the beginning.
"Well." Kakashi moved his forehead to make the iron piece more comfortable. "Everything is still under my control."
"Really?" Shikaku Nara pursed his lips. This sentence was very familiar. Four Generations Naruto and Bo Fung Watergate would often use this to make them relax. It was very effective, but when it came from Kakashi's mouth, it was very unbelievable.
"Really," Kakashi confirmed seriously.
"Alright. Really. " Shikaku remembered Naruto's order — to let Kakashi do whatever he wanted and see what he could do. "How do you write a report to your teacher? You can't always write that nothing happened. "
"Nothing happened to begin with."
"Could she really have been kidnapped by someone behind the scenes? Lord Jiraiya has been running around the world for so many years, but he still hasn't found the culprit that your teacher suspects."
"You're the intelligence minister, and you're asking me?"
"You're in charge of this."
… Kakashi didn't say anything.
Shikaku sighed. "Can't you learn from your teacher? You've learned all his weird habits."
"Are you complaining that you can't understand what I'm saying?"
"I'm not going to talk nonsense with you. Let's get down to business. Didn't I ask Uchiha to test your teacher's attitude towards Naruto a few days ago? Your teacher isn't in a good mood, and you … "
"What's he thinking? Didn't he always say that he would tell Naruto when he's older and becomes a ninja?"
"If possible, he wants Naruto to die without knowing what's inside his body."
"How's that possible?"
"Yeah, how's that possible?" Kakashi was a little depressed. He didn't say anything else, and he didn't know what to say. Regarding Naruto and Nine Tails, his teacher's logic was really problematic. "Kakashi, it's just like how Naruto always asked me where his mother went when he was a child. I didn't say anything at the time, and you see, he understood everything when he grew up. So Nine Tails also didn't say anything. When Naruto grows up and knows these things, he'll naturally know everything. "
'How's that possible, Sensei? Do you think it's as simple as ending your virginity?'
Shikaku saw that Kakashi didn't say anything, and there was nothing he could do. He didn't want to ask, and he didn't have the face to ask. If it weren't for their wrong judgment, things wouldn't have turned out like this. In fact, Watergate wasn't wrong, if Naruto didn't know anything for the rest of his life, it wouldn't be a bad thing. With Konoha's current strength and international situation, Bijuu and Jinchuriki won't have any impact on the situation at all. No matter how powerful the Kyuubi is, it can't destroy a town, but what's the point of destroying a town? And how could a team of Jonins destroy a town faster than Nine Tails? Wouldn't poisoning the water solve everything? But … didn't you see how many times Ichibi Shukaku went berserk? The first time, he destroyed half of the Sand Hidden. Although it was a building, building was money, and the Sand Hidden was poor. The second time, he killed people casually, and in the end, he didn't even spare his own family. This time, he directly killed an important person. The Kazekage was probably driven crazy by this failed weapon.
After all, Naruto was also a member of the Force Of Human Column. No matter how successful the seal was, he still needed to train his control. And Naruto was very smart, and he had recently made rapid progress. Sooner or later, he would be able to break the seal with his own strength and discover the problem. At that time … the result would be unimaginable.
Kakashi also looked at Shikaku. Shikaku was rubbing his forehead and habitually closing his eyes. This reminded him of when he was young, when his father was still alive. This guy always looked indifferent and liked to follow the fatty Akimichi Choza, who didn't talk and only knew how to eat, to his house for food. It turned out that they had all watched him grow up. Kakashi suddenly felt that the sighing person in front of him was really his elder. He could only comfort him. "Senpai, everything is still under my control."
Shikaku looked at Kakashi's eyes. There was a seriousness in his eyes that he had never seen before. This seriousness really reminded him of this child's real father. The cold and reliable Konoha White Fang who was willing to selflessly shelter all the younger generation from the wind and rain. It seemed that Kakashi really wanted to solve the problem by himself, so he didn't ask any more questions. Some things can be done, some things can only be said. Some things are too clear, so it's better to take it as a secret to the grave. For example, he knew that Bo Fung Watergate was really sick some time ago, and the antique air conditioner did indeed cause his illness to relapse. But what he told others was that it was inconvenient to get involved in the murder case between the Land of the Wind and the Sand Hidden Ichibi. He also wanted to slow down the development of the economic plan and stabilize the development of the communicator.
So he was still worried. "Kakashi, is your sensei better recently?"
Kakashi smiled. This senpai was indeed worthy of being the Minister of Intelligence.
"He's just tired. For his happy old age and not to cause too much burden to the middle-aged Naruto, he should rest for a while. He'd better rest for a while. After all, he's almost 40 years old. "
When Shikaku Nara heard this, he suddenly felt a little strange. He was silent for a moment. "Kakashi, you're thinking too far ahead."
"Yes, when Naruto gets married and has children, he won't be able to take care of his father." Kakashi scratched his head. "So when he's old, it's still me, his disciple, who will take care of him."
"Kakashi. That's Konoha's Fourth Generation Naruto, and he's only 38 years old. "
"It's not wrong to plan early! Naruto didn't have a good ending. "
"Didn't the Third Generation live a good life."
"Are the Third Generation and the Fourth Generation the same thing?"
"Kakashi, trust us. Trust us. What happened 12 years ago won't happen again."
"I hope so."
The two of them continued to be silent in the underground office with water droplets dripping from the walls, but Kakashi seemed to have forgotten some things, such as:
The Konoha Forest.
Every day after eating his father's cooking at noon, Uzumaki Naruto would sneak into the forest in the corner of Konoha to practice grilling fish while the adults in his family were taking a nap. His father promised him that when Green Kai senpai and sweet Anko san came back from their mission, he would invite everyone to get together and drink beer and eat barbecue in the evening. Although Naruto still wanted to drink some wine alone with his father, look at the moon, and have a heart-to-heart talk, his father was still a person who liked crowds. And … he really wanted to make a beautiful dish for everyone to see. Naruto sighed and looked at the bag in his hand. It was filled with all kinds of seasonings. The recipe said that some seasonings should be added to grilled fish.
Naruto continued to sigh. He seemed to have learned from his father recently. There should be no problem today, right?
Naruto put down the firewood and worked hard to dig a hole. The hole was getting deeper and deeper, but the soil accidentally splashed up. Naruto coughed and felt that the soil in the hole was splashing blood on his face. He had a bad feeling.
He felt that he was being haunted by the spirit of the fish that wasted his life. It was just grilling fish, but why did everything go wrong?
Naruto raised the knife and cut the fresh fish into thin and uniform pieces. Since the whole fish was useless, he might as well take it apart. A stubborn ninja died easily. He didn't believe in Jiraiya's grandfather's character, but after all, he was a Sannin who survived three great battles.
Then what? Naruto flipped open the cookbook and looked at it. He wanted to add the seasonings. Naruto carefully applied the oil and then added some soy sauce … Should I add soy sauce or not today? Naruto looked at the cookbook again. It was the only cookbook in their house. It had an ambiguous pink cover and was the only cookbook in their bookcase. He suspected that his mother used it before she married his father. Jiraiya said that his father liked his mother's cooking the most.
Then there should be no problem. But, he failed yesterday and the day before yesterday … Today? Naruto hardened his heart and continued to repeat the process.
It shouldn't be because of the old brand of soy sauce! Yes, it was Jinjiang's specialty — Jinjiang's old soy sauce. He was just a bystander. Why did the boss give him the old soy sauce? Old soy sauce and soy sauce should have the same meaning. The boss said that barbecued soy sauce was better than soy sauce. He believed him again. He was too lazy to go to another shop.
Naruto set up the grill and lit the fire. He looked at the menu again and counted the seconds. He had to be diligent!
In short, Naruto's personality was that he would not give up until he reached his goal. So, he was not afraid of failure and was still in high spirits. But Eero, who was on top of his head, was not interested. He continued to eat the Konoha Cafeteria's fried noodles bread. He liked fried noodles very much, but the plate and chopsticks were too big of a target and the sand was not easy to move. So, it was a good idea to put the fried noodles in the bread. He was going off topic. Back to topic. Eero looked at Naruto who was like a cockroach that could not be killed. He smelled the smell of the grilled fish that obviously did not need to continue. He did not know what words to use to describe it. That guy had already murdered many unlucky fish who were on their way home. Although the open space by the river was flat, there were pits everywhere. Inside the pits were large amounts of corpses!
He counted.
Failure on the first day, failure on the second day, failure on the third day, failure on the ninth day … It would not be justifiable if he failed again.
But Naruto could not hear the slander. He threw away the burnt fish, sliced another piece, and continued …
Eero was about to go crazy. He did not understand why Naruto's son was so obsessed with grilling fish. What was he trying to do? Enough! He decisively found that trail of marks on the old tree trunk where he was resting for the time being, and fiercely slapped the X of today. Now, he really felt that Naruto's son, who did not know any better, deserved to be killed. It was just grilling fish?
Of course, Eero's judgment was not beyond his experience. After a while, the fish sizzled again. If he did not smell it, it should be ready to eat. Naruto picked up the fish with his chopsticks. It was black and a bit dry. Then, his face finally darkened. He shouted:
"Why, why, why, why! Come out! I knew you were squatting on the side and laughing at me! What's so funny! Come out and say it face to face if you dare! "
As a result, Eero, who was squatting on the branch above Naruto's head, was startled and did not pay attention.
"Bang!" He fell down.
A few years later, when Eero remembered this, he was teaching his disciples how to climb trees with Chakra like Konoha Genin. He coldly told his disciples that if they did not learn it, they would have to bear the consequences. And Naruto? A long time later, for some reason, his son insisted on asking his father how he met Uncle Eero. Naruto could only answer. At that time, he was almost scared to death. He thought it was the Shadow Guard. How could he know it was him? He did not have any thoughts at all. If he did, it was probably because Kakashi was loyal and did not let the Shadow Guard watch him make a fool of himself again and again. However, this was a matter of the future. The future had not come yet.
The future of Ninjas? Let's talk about the present.
Large tracts of sunlight penetrated through the branches of the tall forest of Konoha. The small waves of the clear stream next to it made a "Bo Bo" sound. Birds and beasts flew, slept, rolled, and acted coquettishly.
What? What about Naruto and Eero? The two children were confused and would be confused for a while.
Anyway, when Naruto Uzumaki finally saw the person sitting on the ground with him, she had red hair with the word "Love" on her head and a large gourd on her back, she stared at him like a beast.
Naruto shuddered and said quickly, "Yo ~ Isn't this Eero from the Sand Ninja? Why are you here? What are the Sand Ninja and Konoha doing these days? My father is not busy with work at all. I find that I don't know anything about national affairs."
Eero ignored him. He actually did not hear Naruto. First, he spoke too fast. Second, he fell. What happened was that when he fell, he was adjusting his body and preparing to land on his feet first, but suddenly a golden light flashed in front of his eyes and he lost his balance. At that time, he was controlling the sand to wrap around the big-footed girl who was kicking at him, so he didn't take into account that the sand was protecting his back — the sand was too obedient to him.
Naruto looked at Eero who was in a daze and sighed. "Why aren't you talking? Did you run away from home? The identification is complete. "
Eero opened his mouth … So Naruto's son is a fool?
Looking at Gaara who still didn't speak, Naruto nodded with an 'I understand' expression. "As soon as I saw you, I knew you really ran away from home. Did you quarrel with your father? That's not good, Eero. "
Eero felt the corner of his mouth twitching. He looked at Naruto who was still kicking his stomach and hesitated for a few seconds. Then, he quietly let go of the sand. He was thinking, should I kill him first and then run away? Or should I kill him first and then run away?
…
60 years in Konoha.
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