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

Chapter 146

After Ichio was taken away by the Xiao Organization, their actions became more frequent later, and the situation became more serious.

Naruto's practice became even more urgent.

Since he was not in the village, helping Naruto with his nature-changing practice became Kakashi's job.

Of course, in case something happens in his practice, Yamato, who has the ability to suppress the Nine Tails, must also follow along.

Kakashi seemed to be really suitable as a teacher, first teaching Sasuke Chidori, then teaching Reihi to use the Sharingan, and now teaching Naruto about nature change.

Teaching Naruto to practice was a long and boring process, and Kakashi had to admit that it was the easiest job he had done in this period of time.

Compared to his companions who went out on missions, he was simply too relaxed.

Above his head is a clear sky with clouds, under him is a sofa that Yamato made of wood, and there is a novel by Jiraiya-sama in his hand to pass the boring time, which simply gives people the illusion of living in heaven.

Time passed day by day, Naruto worked very hard, and slowly rewarded.

Kakashi mostly sat there reading a book, and Naruto understood the truth once he said it, even if he couldn't say what he understood, he could understand these theories thoroughly in his mind and apply them to his practice.

He knew, he knew all along that Naruto wasn't an idiot.

Holding the same book these days is always distracted, although he has read the book several times, almost to the extent that he can memorize the whole text, but he is always in a daze.

His absent-mindedness was all in his eyes, and in the distance, Naruto was practicing under the waterfall using the shadow doppelganger, and next to him, Kakashi was in a daze.

"Why, is it because Jiraiya-sama's book is not good?" He joked with Kakashi.

Kakashi took a deep breath, leaned on the back of the sofa with Jiro's legs up, and said in a light tone, "No matter how many times you read it, the novels written by Jiraiya-sama are very attractive, and you should know that." "

Ahhhhhh

Yamato scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, "That... I also bought it when I saw that you were so fascinated by your seniors, but I found that I didn't seem to be able to see it. That

kind of novel wasn't his favorite style, and he didn't quite understand why Kakashi was so obsessed with it.

Kakashi didn't care what he said, and his eyes gradually became confused.

I don't know where his gaze fell, but he just felt that something was wrong.

"I always feel like something is going to happen, and I feel very uneasy."

When he said this, Yamato's expression instantly became serious, and he waited for Kakashi to continue, but Kakashi did not speak again.

After waiting for a while without waiting for the following, Yamato shrugged and comforted him, "Kakashi-senpai, it is said that women have a sixth sense, you... Probably not, you are not a woman, so your hunch is not accurate.

Kakashi smiled lazily, he hoped not to.

However, in that afternoon, he received the news that Asma had died during the mission.

The uneasiness in his heart suddenly disappeared the moment he heard the news, and Kakashi looked wordlessly at Yamato who had told him the news, and did not move for a long time.

He remembered the conversation he had with Asma on a bench in the small square that night not long ago.

Asma, who became the father of her unborn child, shared the news with herself with that happy smile.

Thinking of Asma's trust to him, Kakashi felt extremely sour in his heart.

Asmata should have been a good father, but now...

Does it mean that Asma had a premonition that something would happen to him at that time, or did people have a premonition before something was about to happen?

Like, your own uneasiness the other day?

Although on the day he wanted to become a ninja, he already had the realization that his companions around him would die due to various tasks, but watching his companions die in front of him again and again, Rao is Kakashi, who now seems to be extremely peaceful on the surface, and deep down he is also broken.

The same period of the year decreased one by one, how much day can I live?

Kakashi went to see Red after the funeral.

Red's beautiful eyes became redder from too many tears, and Kakashi had never comforted people, and when he really faced Red, he couldn't say a word.

Red had calmed down a lot, and she could talk to people seemingly calmly, but the husky voice still betrayed her truest state.

Red looked at Kakashi sadly, staring for a long time at the face that was mostly covered by the black mask.

The mask and forehead shield covered the face with only one right eye, but Red stared at that right eye without blinking.

Kakashi stood not far in front of her, this was Red's bachelor apartment, originally, this apartment she didn't have to live in for long, originally, she would soon move to Asma's new home, looking forward to the birth of a new life.

But now...

Kakashi didn't have the courage to look at the red face, and men and women often reacted differently to great sadness.

It was like red tears silently falling out of his eye sockets, just as Kakashi's drooping eyes could not contain such a thick sadness but still hard to restrain it.

The room is neat and feminine, and the double photo next to the windowsill gives the place a stain of Asma.

"Kakashi, you don't look like a comforting person." Red stared at Kakashi's face.

She didn't really understand until this moment that Kakashi, who had lost Turin and the fourth generation of Hokage Wave Feng Shuimen in a row, was no less important to Kakashi than Asma was to herself.

So, how much pain did Kakashi carry at that time?

She looked at the face and tried very hard to find the answer on it.

But it's a pity that she couldn't see through him after looking at him for a long time.

"Asma looked for me one night shortly before the accident."

Kakashi recounted the incident as calmly as possible, while Red, attentive and attentive, listened attentively, anything about Asma was good for her, and the more she knew, the more memories she had about him.

After the person is gone, even the smallest things become cherished, because no new memories of the person will be created in the future.

Kakashi glanced up at Red's abdomen, then quickly looked away.

With this glance from him, Red understood.

Not many people in the village knew that she was pregnant, and they could count it on one hand, and Kakashi could only know that he had heard about it from Asma.

"He told you about this..."

"In the future, I will protect you and the child, as long as Kakashi Kiki is alive and there is still a breath, I will definitely protect you."

"This

is Asma's request, and it is also my decision and intention as a friend."

Mahogly listened, mechanically raising her hand to wipe away the tears that kept falling, and she laughed self-deprecatingly, bitter and sad.

She muttered, "Did you have a premonition for a long time?" In that case, why not..." The

second half of the sentence was stuck in her throat, and as a ninja, she knew that the next words could not be spoken.

As long as you are still a ninja, then obeying orders is the basic rule, this time you can dodge, so what about the next time, what about the next time?

Kakashi, the hunch that Red said, had also thought about it, but he didn't say anything in agreement.

He looked at the blooming flowers on the windowsill and said lightly: "Most people have this mentality, when facing great happiness, they will become sincerely afraid, Asma just feels too happy, happy to be afraid of losing..."

Red had been immersed in Kakashi's words, and she didn't even know when he left.

She repeatedly nagged for fear of losing, but finally, she shook her head stubbornly.

Asma died when their relationship was strong, she did not lose him, she had him forever.