Konoha Qiweiju

Trust is always inexplicable sometimes.

Shuo Mao had grown up with real cultivation, and the relationship between the two was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

For true cultivation, Shuomao has a feeling like his father.

Such feelings are more than any suspicion.

"Maybe you will be more interested, who is this Uchiha Madara's descendant."

"who is it?"

"Uchiha... bring soil."

"Bring dirt? It's that kid."

Shuomao was slightly surprised, but soon converged.

Compared to the things I just knew, this one doesn't seem to be difficult to accept.

"When the earth is hanging by a thread, it unlocks the unique power of writing round eyes. It belongs to the power of space. It is an extremely powerful power, and it is most suitable for becoming the inheritor of Uchiha Madara. Together with Lin's death , So that the soil is completely blackened, and the purpose of the spot is achieved."

"That's it. It's really interlocking. Uchiha Madara is a terrifying figure who competes with the first adult for the world. It's just that for Kakashi..."

Shuomao hesitated to speak but stopped, this thing seemed very cruel.

"The only one who can deal with the ability of the soil is Kakashi, who has also obtained the Shaluyan. In the future, he will become an indispensable force to deal with the soil. Now he has been left behind by the soil. For him, writing round eyes has mixed advantages and disadvantages. But if he does not work hard, it will only become a drag.

Perhaps, you need to be a father at this time to help him."

"I originally planned to see him."

Shuomao smiled.

"I have arranged it for you. In the cooking Kakashi just ate, I added a taste of ingredients. Tonight, you can meet in a dream."

"Meet in a dream? The black shop owner, your methods are really strange."

"Good to say."

"Then please."

At the end of the conversation, I explained that a bowl of clear soup sent Shuomao into a dreamland to see Kakashi.

Zhenxiu hugged the meat ball aside, and gently stroked the orange hair and the violet pattern.

"True Xiu, your layout like this is all messed up."

Rouqiu couldn't help but vomit.

Zhenxiu smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's not messy yet. Only this way will it become more interesting."

Meatball curled his mouth and said, "You don't look like a cook like this."

"That's right. When a cook is as troublesome as me, it seems a bit unqualified."

Zhenxiu laughed again, but the golden pupils looked a little strange.

After playing this game, it seems to be turning.

But no matter what, the road still advances ahead.

In a dream.

Kakashi suddenly felt a little strange.

Tonight’s dream is a bit special.

The whiteness is a little scary.

After the white light faded, the familiar courtyard was revealed.

It is the flagwood house.

The place where he grew up.

"this is……"

Kakashi never felt that dreams were so real for a moment.

Yes, he knew he was dreaming, but the dream was so real.

This makes him feel very strange.

Looking at the former home behind him, Kakashi suddenly felt a little emotional.

"Maybe I miss Dad too much. Dad..."

Thinking of that tall figure, this father who was misunderstood as a coward, Kakashi was a little ashamed.

His father is far better than he thought.

Because he is a person who knows how to cherish his companions.

"Kakashi."

The calling sound directly suppressed Kakashi.

He was too familiar with this voice.

This is not someone else, it is his father!

Kakashi looked back and saw a person sitting under the cherry blossoms in the courtyard.

The familiar appearance is the father who has not seen him for many years.

"father!"

Kakashi's eyes widened and mixed feelings for a while.

He ran over regardless, and hugged Shuomao.

In the dream, he seemed to feel Shuo Mao's body temperature.

What an incredible thing.

It turned out to be so real.

"Dad! I miss you so much. There is still room, he misses you so much."

Kakashi hugged Schomao tightly.

At this moment, he is not the youngest Shang Ren, but a teenager who wants to act like a baby with his father.

He used to have no such mood.

But now he longs for this gentleness.

Shumao was taken aback. It was the first time that he saw Kakashi's fragile side.

Kakashi was a mentally precocious person who had put away his childish side early.

It's been a long time since Shumao has seen Kakashi look so fragile.

It seems that the death of Lin and Taitu really left deep scars in his heart.

"Silly boy, Dad will always be with you."

Shumao gently stroked Kakashi's small silver head and said softly.

"Really? But I didn't even see Dad."

"Daddy has always been here to guard you."

Shumao said, pointing to Kakashi's heart.

"The place where my heart lies is where my father guards you. I know that you are suffering and tired now, and you have lost your best friend. But you still have to live. And you have to live well. You inherited the soil He Lin’s will, they no longer have their own lives, and you need to live out their wonderful lives, right?"

"I……"

"Don't you want to see the world with eyes with dirt? Let him see the beauty of the world. This is to live up to someone's entrustment. If you go negative, there will be no good results for anyone. Remember, you are a card. Kashi is the Kakashi of the flagwood clan. You bear the glory of the flagwood clan.

Of course, this is not the most important.The most important thing is that Dad wants you to live wonderfully.Sorrows, regrets, sorrows, don’t leave them for long.Leave those feelings most worth remembering."

Kakashi heard the words, and the gloom in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"The most memorable mood..."

"With the expectation of bringing the soil and Lin, live. With my expectation, live hard. For the people in the world who still love you, try to live beautifully. My son, I believe in you, no Will be defeated so easily."

Shuomao said with a gentle smile.

He has faith in Kakashi.

Because that is his child.

If parents don’t have confidence in their children, wouldn’t it be too bad?

"I see, father, I will work hard!"

Kakashi seemed to have picked up hope for life again, and Shuomao smiled satisfied.

"Come on, my child."

Putting down the last sentence, Shuomao disappeared.

Kakashi didn't yell, just stayed quietly, feeling the temperature that hadn't faded.

"father……"

In the night, Kakashi was asleep with a slight smile.

A tear slipped from the closed left eye.