Naruto: The Story of Kakashi: Skull of the Sea of ​​Blood

Chapter 149

It was nearly noon before Kakashi returned to his accommodation.

The rain-soaked clothes were casually thrown in the dirty clothes basket next to the washing machine, which was usual, with a slight cleanliness fetish, he would wash the dirty clothes he changed in the first time.

But now, he was not in that mood, and he threw down his dirty clothes and left, wearing only a pair of trousers.

He didn't take a bath, and the whole person fell on the sturdy single bed.

He was in a bad mood, and coupled with the day and night journey, people were tired now.

Before the rice entered, he slept with the quilt in his arms.

In the dream, he saw Asma's smiling face, as well as the crying face with red tears, and the aggrieved face of Lingxi, who restrained her tears and asked him to return his heart to her.

Kakashi was in a hurry, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't return his heart to her.

Later, Lingxi's face disappeared, leaving him alone in the rain.

Touching his left chest with one hand, Kakashi muttered blankly, "What about my heart, it can't come back." The

rain washed over him, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain running down his face.

He didn't know how long he had slept, and when he opened his eyes groggily, the sky outside the window was already dark.

Kakashi braced his tired body and got up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and by the time he came out wrapped around the bath towel, Urushi was already waiting for him on the bedroom floor.

Seeing the psychic beast coming uninvited, Kakashi already knew it.

"When?" He asked about it.

Ulusi replied, "Tomorrow morning, oh no, it's past midnight, I think it's four hours from now."

Kakashi expressionlessly wiped his dripping silver steel hair, feeling glad that he had made it clear to Lingxi.

Shikamaru Teraji and Ino really went to avenge Asma, as he had suspected.

Yes, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, it is when the blood is just in the square, there is no room for sand in the eyes, and there is no hatred in the heart, which is the same.

Quickly dried himself and dressed neatly, and checked the ninja bag he carried with him again, and the things he should bring were the same.

When everything was ready, Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief.

There was still some time before he went to Ayinmon, and Kakashi thought about what he should do during this short time.

Eat?

No appetite.

Let's take a look at Jiraiya-sama's book.

After turning the page, he began to be in a daze, and simply closed it and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

Regarding the Hibito and Kakuto who killed Asma, Shikamaru gave his information report, and Kakashi also knew a little about their abilities.

It was precisely because of this understanding that he felt that this was extremely dangerous.

The Xiao organization is a very magical organization, if nothing else, let's say that the ones they have encountered so far, no matter which one they have, has the strength against the sky.

There is Uchiha Itachi, the owner of the kaleidoscope chakra eye, the dried persimmon oniko who has the title of a tailless beast with a chakra so large amount, the red sand scorpion who can make human puppets known as the genius puppeteer, Deidara, the human bomb that plays with detonating clay, and the mask man whose body can blur and nullify all physical attacks, and now there is another pair of undead duos.

How to kill people who will not die is a problem that tends to be unsolvable.

How should such a combination be played?

Kakashi's heart was in turmoil, after all, he had not fought with the other party, he just thought behind closed doors, and there was a high probability that there would be no result.

It was still necessary to discuss countermeasures after meeting Shikamaru, and Kakashi did not think that the smart Shikamaru would do such a thing that would be reckless when his brain was hot, and he would definitely have a plan.

After listening to Shikamaru's plan, he carefully planned a strategy that suited him, and when the time came, this was Kakashi's usual style, which sounded a little natural but surprisingly useful.

The eyes casually glanced at a brand new picture frame at the end of the bed, on which were Kakashi and Reihi, the girl smiled very brightly, compared a V-shaped gesture to the camera, and the other hand was held by herself behind the back that no one else could see.

This is the photo that Lingxi has been looking forward to for a long time, and it is also the first photo in her life.

I still remember that when the photo was first washed out, she was very precious and had to look at it several times a day.

Thinking about things related to Reihi, Kakashi unconsciously showed a gentle smile.

After the laughter, it was more lonely.

He can be like Genma, an irresponsible scumbag, and everything follows his heart, but he can't do such a thing.

The more precious the person, the more he wants to protect.

Everyone else has someone to guard, and Lingxi, if he can't protect her, then...

The thumb kept rubbing over the girl's bright smiling face, and Kakashi didn't know if he would come back alive this time, and if not, it would be the last time he saw her smiling face.

Even though, this is a photo.

Kakashi was twenty minutes earlier than Urushi had said, and when he arrived at Ayunmon, there was no one quietly here.

The weather is clear and the moon is bright.

Kakashi waited here by the pillar next to the gate.

Finally, just as he was about to yawn, Shikamaru's three figures appeared at the door.

The three vengeful children didn't notice that there were already people who had arrived first, and they didn't expect that there was Tsunade in addition to Kakashi in the corner.

Speaking of which, everyone still knows them too well and knows that they can guess their every move.

However, in this situation, nothing Tsunade can say to shake Shikamaru's decision to continue the "mission" - find out the undead duo and solve it!

Seeing that the quarrel over there was getting stronger and stronger, Kakashi understood that Tsunade did not have the ability to persuade the three children to return, so he could only stand up in time.

"If only four people would be fine, right?" Waist away from the pillar, Kakashi said lazily.

"Kakashi-sensei?"

His surprise was an accident, and none of the four people present expected it.

Kakashi couldn't manage so much, so he walked over slowly, and said as he went, "I'll attack together as the captain of the tenth class."

"How about this?" He looked at Tsunade.

"Kakashi

, you..." "Even if you stop them, these guys will go, so I can follow and monitor them," Kakashi leaned closer and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't let them mess around." With

Kakashi here, Tsunade's heart was somewhat relieved.

But thinking about it, Kakashi's appearance here at this time period is also quite confusing in itself.

Unless...

Tsunade glanced at Kakashi, it was dark, and the guy's face was covered by a mask, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

But after thinking about it, Tsunade suddenly understood.

The children wanted revenge, and Kakashi didn't want to, he wasn't here just for a simple fight.

A person who always talks about protecting his companions, after learning that his important companion has died, the discomfort in his heart is only clear to him, even if he is sad, he still has to hide it with a smile, which is the helplessness of adults.

Asma asked him to protect his wife and children, and the same was true for students.

Asma is gone, and Kakashi is going to take up the trust he has given him, and let the children return to Konoha alive no matter what.

Even if they couldn't do it themselves, the three of them should have fallen after they swallowed their breath as captains.

Just as Shikamaru said when he lit the lighter, this time, Asma would be with them.

The sun jumped over the horizon in an instant, and golden light spilled into every part of Konoha.

Kakashi walked towards the three children.

"Okay, Asma, can we go?"

"Hmm!"

The three of them, speaking in unison, have high morale.