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

Chapter 147

A few days after Asma's death, news from Tsunade's side came from time to time that the Dark Ministry had inquired from other villages.

Xiao has far more members than they thought, and all of them are powerful.

On the side of the Fire Country, there were no Earth Land Masters and Asma one after another, Yunyin was as sad as Sha Yin, the two-tailed human pillar force was directly pocketed by Xiao, and the news that other village ninjas suffered losses after fighting with Xiao's members continued to spread.

As one of Tsunade's most trusted subordinates, Kakashi also learned these news through Tsunade's mouth.

Asma's death left the village under a cloud, and a few years ago, his father, the third Hokage, died to protect the village, and a few years later, Asma, as a son, also died in the mission.

Such a fate cannot be said not to make people feel emotion and embarrassment.

In the past few days, Kakashi's mood has been very heavy, and the red face that silently wepts will appear in front of his eyes from time to time, and after more times, this face will become Lingxi.

Lingxi looked at him aggrievedly, and tears fell one by one.

Kakashi was distracted and had a splitting headache.

He suddenly regretted it, regretting the confession that day.

If he didn't say it, if he restrained himself, he wouldn't always think about what he should do if he died.

He suddenly understood the original ninja system, why the emphasis on ninja restraint feelings.

Now he is being burdened by this feeling.

Asma died in front of Shikamaru, and according to their teacher-student relationship, Kakashi believed that the three children would never be left alone.

But just the three of them... Even if Shikamaru has a good mind, he is not the opponent of the other party.

If you don't get it right, their revenge will turn into a group of deaths.

Now, the Xiao organization is pressing step by step, and the village is obviously not enough people.

Kakashi thought silently, secretly making a decision in his heart.

After making a report with Tsunade, Kakashi left the village in the afternoon.

Soon after leaving the village, the sky changed, and the clouds of cumulonimbus slowly gathered and pressed down, and after only half an hour, the rain fell dripping.

Kakashi galloped gloomy-faced, on his way to the sea of flowers, through forests and wastelands, and turned into the sheep's gut path.

The rain gradually increased, and the fine rain hit the white cloak, splashing a mist.

At nightfall, over the hillside, Kakashi finally reached the entrance to the sea of flowers.

The figure jumped, crossed the puddle on the ground, and landed firmly next to the statue of the Bodhisattva Jizo, and above his head was a pavilion for sheltering from the rain, at this moment, he could stop here and hide from the rain.

On a rainy day without a moon, the night is exceptionally thick.

The Jizo Bodhisattva is like an oil lamp burning on a stone pier behind it, and its function is to illuminate people who walk at night, even on rainy days.

Kakashi stood here looking out into the village, in the hazy rain curtain, the lights and shadows in the distant houses were like mirages.

He exhaled slowly and called out Parker using psychic magic.

In such a strange place, it is still raining....

Parker glanced around, a little puzzled to look at Kakashi.

"Sorry, Parker, to call you out in this weather."

Parker didn't like rainy days, which Kakashi had always known, so, without waiting for Parker to say anything, he rushed to apologize, so that Parker couldn't say anything to blame him.

Parker glared resignedly and went with him.

"Help me call Lingxi out, just say that I am waiting for her at the statue of the Bodhisattva at the entrance of the village."

"Why don't you go to her?"

Kakashi lowered his eyebrows, and after a while, he laughed, his voice full of exhaustion, "It's not good to go to her place at night..."

This is a lie that can be heard as soon as you hear it, the two of them have done very intimate things, how can they not go in person because of the bad influence?

As if sensing something, Parker hesitated, and it asked him, "Kakashi, you won't be..."

His wordlessness seemed to confirm Parker's conjecture, he couldn't see through Kakashi, and he felt that he was a little pitiful.

"You'd better think about it during the time I'm going to pass the message, but don't do anything you regret."

Parker was certainly for his own good, how could Kakashi not understand this?

He had actually been thinking about it for days, and from the moment he learned of Asma's death, he began to be confused, and confusion was followed by extreme pulling, until he made up his mind last night.

Spirit Rhino's Ghost Flash was extremely fast, and shortly after Parker left, Spirit Rhinoceros appeared in front of Kakashi.

The long hair didn't have time to tie up, so it was scattered like that, and he didn't even change his clothes, and he couldn't wait to meet him with a coat directly wrapped in his pajamas.

From head to toe, it tells how anxious she is.

The girl's hair was stained with water droplets, and a few strands were hanging down wet, but she didn't care, her crystal eyes looked at Kakashi without blinking.

The corners of his mouth turned up little by little, and finally became a beautiful smile.

In this faint swaying halo, the two looked at each other.

Kakashi stood there straight, and the moment he saw the spirit rhino appear in front of him, his Adam's apple couldn't help but slide up and down, and his arms hidden in the cloak were unconsciously raised, but the bandaged right hand never broke through the restraints of the cloak.

"Kakashi~" Reihi called his name cheerfully.

This meeting was very unexpected, according to Kakashi's busyness, Reihi's expected meeting would drag on for about a few months, but unexpectedly, it was two months after the last separation.

Kakashi didn't break his word, he said he would come to see her, so he really came to see her.

"Why don't you go to the house and find me, you know I'm the only one there."

Just now, she once asked Parker why Kakashi was waiting at the entrance of the village, and Parker said that Kakashi was afraid of a bad influence.

Lingxi slandered in his heart, only where he lived alone, no one else would know that he had come, so which door had a bad influence?

But now, the missing person is in front of him, and all the complaints are gone.

Reihi threw herself into Kakashi's arms and embraced him through her cloak.

The rain diluted the smell, and even though Reihi sniffed hard, he couldn't smell the good soap from Kakashi.

In the past, Kakashi would have ridiculed her for looking like a puppy, but not today, he was silent a little too much.

The thoughts of many days were all melted into this embrace, and his arms were tightly wrapped around him, and the spirit rhino kitten rubbed on his chest.

"Kakashi," she called to him in a low voice, "I wonder every day when you'll come to see me, but I didn't expect you to come so soon."

Kakashi remained motionless and let her hold it, his brow gradually furrowed.

"You know what, you didn't break your word, I'm happy." Since childhood, no one listened to her, no one cared about promises to her, but Kakashi was different, he took every word she said to heart and never broke his word.

Lingxi looked up at him from his chest, and in the dim light, she could see his face clearly.

From this face, I couldn't see the joy of reuniting after a long absence, and the eyes exposed to the protective face were full of emotions that she couldn't understand.

Reihi suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the arm around Kakashi hesitantly loosened.

Kakashi was unhappy and even said a little cold.

His arms were under his cloak, but he didn't hold her back like before.

This sudden meeting, it seems that only Lingxi himself is happy.

Realizing this, Footsteps took a step back, and Lingxi timidly let go of his hand and retreated to his original position.

She didn't know what to say, just looked fixedly at Kakashi, waiting for him to speak.

This kind of Lingxi is too pitiful, and this face can almost coincide with the red and tearful face.

Thinking like this, Kakashi felt so uncomfortable that his breathing hurt.

The hands inside the cloak clenched unconsciously, and the nails pinched crescent-shaped marks in the palms of the hands, and the words that were repeatedly brewed were difficult to speak in any way.

As long as he spoke, it meant that there was no room for turning, he was reluctant, he was clearly reluctant.

But people can't be so selfish.

"It happened ... What's going on? Joy receded, and Reihi tried to find out the reason for Kakashi's coldness.

The eye that had been looking at her coldly flickered because of Lingxi's words, and after the flash, it returned to a deathly silence.