MTL - Naruto Caged Bird-Chapter 204 : Yoyo's Mouth

()Chapter 204: Yoyo's Mouth

This is a familiar road but full of strange roads...

Leading the little Kakashi through the crowd, the black mourning clothes were slowly stranded behind the father and son, one big and one small, like a dead forest in the night, which made people feel chilling. Because the crowd who always turned their backs to him was expressionless, and the silent words in the forest came out from time to time, which made the listener feel even more uncomfortable...

"Look..." "Is that him?" "Yes..." "...he?"

The headless and disorderly words always stop abruptly in the mouth, making the people who hear it feel as if their throats have been cut off. He didn't really name them, but his gaze was clearly directed to one person - Sakumo Hatake who was leading Kakashi back home!

Konoha Baiya could feel the difference in the eyes of everyone along the way, and could also feel the resentment from the people around him from time to time!

Those pairs of eyes exuded the gloomy gaze that can only be seen in resentment and loneliness. In the shadow extending from behind, a knife is enveloping towards him like a net...

If, if he was stared at by this kind of gaze on the battlefield, he might have stabbed him in a flash of white light!

However, right now, this place is in the village that I have always loved and guarded the most...

"dad!"

The crisp sound woke up the disturbed Hatake Sakumo like a bell, and he immediately looked at his son Kakashi who suddenly called out to him. After the little Kakashi yelled affectionately, he kept staring at his father who kept silent all the way. Seeing Sakumo Hatake looking at him, he frowned and opened his mouth and said:

"Dad, they said you."

There is some resentment and some discomfort in the thin words...Even for a smart child, the vocabulary at this time cannot express responsibility, complaints, etc. words.

Pausing suddenly, Hatake Sakumo looked at his son in front of him. Children's eyes and feelings are always clear, they will only tell the most real feeling at this moment, and will not judge the right or wrong of things based on any cause and result.

It's not that Hatake Sakumo, who was silent all the way, didn't see and hear the complaints of the people around him. With his current ninja strength, he could hear the water droplets. How could he not hear the scum whispering to him? But he didn't know whether he chose to shield or bear it, he gently stroked the little Kakashi next to him. Maybe he took a gentle look and said:

"Let them talk."

Is that a kind of indifference or tolerance? As if it doesn't matter and as if it doesn't matter too much!

"But—" Kakashi frowned thickly, he wanted to continue talking in confusion. These unfriendly gazes made him extremely uncomfortable, and made him want to step up and stare back at those impulses who dodged evil words behind their backs...

Thick palms rubbed the restless soft white hair on the small head, Hatake Sakumo interrupted his son Kakashi to continue to argue. He looked at the child in front of him—that jovial character was always restless and melancholy recently, and he seemed to no longer like to go out of the Banner Clan to play around mischievously, and he didn't like to compare his height with children of the same age. That stubborn character when encountering things is really exactly the same as when he was a child. I have decided that one thing should be hidden in my heart even if I don't say it...

If so, Hatake Sakumo suddenly said to his unwilling son:

"Kakashi, don't fight in the future." Looking at him, he advised slowly.

Suddenly, the childish Kakashi looked up at his tall father in confusion. He asked suspiciously:

"Could...could it be that Dad already knew about his fight in kindergarten?" He thought timidly in his heart, but he didn't expect that his father would not mention it until today.

Because recently, people around me always looked at me with dark eyes. Just the day before yesterday, while playing in the class, several other children continued to point at their backs and complain inexplicably: "Look... "It was his father's father who told us to..." Kakashi finally couldn't take it anymore and rushed forward.

"You are not allowed to call my father, my father is a hero..." He retorted in his mouth, and severely taught that group of older brats in kindergarten. One, beat up eight...

One hits eight! This was originally something to be proud of and something to show off for a lifetime! But after mother Reiko took Kakashi's hand and came to apologize one by one, the stubborn Kakashi began to feel extremely uncomfortable in his heart. Even decided to see those little kids again to teach them a double lesson. This incident made Kakashi's heart tremble all the time, as if he had been waiting for his father Sakumo Hatake's criticism and education. But I didn't expect that until today, Hatake Sakumo is just a simple education...

Perhaps, perhaps because of some special reasons, perhaps because of today's funeral!

"In the future, don't fight with the children in the village. In the village, your own people should not treat your own people..." Hatake Sakumo told him again, but after seeing the child's unwilling expression, he wanted to Stop talking!

Kakashi looked at Sakumo Hatake in front of him with some grievances, but at this moment he was very reluctant and uncomfortable. But for some reason, after seeing Hatake Sakumo's expectant eyes, he suddenly felt that he needed to agree to this expectation. Maybe there is some reason, maybe there is some truth that I don't understand-but what Dad gets, he can't be wrong!

Kakashi then kept the idea of ​​hitting the brat boy after meeting in his heart, at least until they continued to discuss secretly behind his back before doing it himself. Then, he pursed his mouth and grumbled in displeasure:

"Um..."

"Um!"

Rubbing the child's young and mature white hair, Hatake Sakumo then led him on the way home. Behind the two of them, the gazes and scornful words that were fearful of prestige and somewhat complaining, the old elders pulling behind one big and one small like black shadows turned away~www.novelbuddy.com~ and the picture, like The back view of the father and son in memory seems to be frozen at this moment...

Winter, north wind, debris...

Hatake Sakumo looked at his son Kakashi who was already at home, watching the child playing alone in the empty and quiet courtyard of the Hatake family—

Home, in many cases, can isolate everything you don't want to hear, see, or even bad things. But outside of this home, how should I take care of him, educate him, and lead him along the way when I am being blamed now?

And again, how to give him a normal childhood and growth environment?

Get up and put on your own ninja equipment—white hair, forehead protection, black clothes, green armor... Put on the armband of fire with red flames on a white background, and put the short blade behind the fiery red vortex symbol. Go where a ninja should be...

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(I have never been a father, I was tangled and interrupted for a day, and then I held back and recalled the few words from my childhood! In addition, the real father is not easy to write...)