Naruto: The Strongest Kakashi

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"Mr. Hatake, there is a flea market on the west side of the town today. Do you want to go and see it? I bought a lot of good things there last year." Teacher Mitsui said.

"A flea market?" Kakashi murmured.

"Yeah, I'll go there after class, how about you? Do you want to go together?"

"I have something to do, let's go later." Kakashi smiled.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

"Goodbye, Mr. Mitsui."

"Um."

Another day of classes was over, and Kakashi was lazily sitting in the office.

Everyone else has gone, only Kakashi is left.

"It's really not easy to be a teacher. It's much more difficult than teaching Naruto Sasuke these two brats before."

Kakashi sighed, it's not easy these days.

After tidying up, Kakashi left the office.

Life still has to go on.

On the way, Kakashi stopped suddenly.

"By the way, Li Zhui broke the bowl last time and had to buy a new one. I just went to the flea market to see if there is any suitable one."

Thinking of this, Kakashi looked at Xi and walked over.

There were quite a few people on the flea market. At first glance, it felt like they were going to a market.

"It seems that there are a lot of things here, so many people come to buy them."

Kakashi sighed, and also got into the market.

Soon, Kakashi found a bowl he liked, and after asking about the price, he readily bought it.

Just when Kakashi was about to leave, he was suddenly attracted by a painting.

It was a painting full of branches.

It was a branch of a cherry tree.

Kakashi frowned, this painting doesn't look simple.

There is a faint demon power on it, could it be painted by monsters?

Kakashi couldn't help but take a closer look.

Seeing this, the stall owner smiled and said, "Does this gentleman like this painting?"

"This painting seems a bit different." Kakashi laughed.

"Really? I didn't find anything. Although the painting is not bad, it is not outstanding. If you like it, sir, I will give you this painting."

"That's okay?" Kakashi asked in surprise.

"Of course. The things I brought are almost sold out, and no one is interested in this painting. I also want to close the stall and go home early. Besides, this is a painting of my friend. He also means to find someone to appreciate I think you are suitable, sir." The stall owner said with a smile.

"If that's the case, then I'll be disrespectful."

The stall owner handed the painting directly to Kakashi after hearing the words.

Kakashi was not polite either, and took the painting directly.

After taking it for a moment, Kakashi felt that the demon power in the painting seemed to be a little more.

"It's interesting. It seems that this painting has something to do with monsters."

Kakashi thought to himself, planning to study it carefully when he went home.

"Ms. Kakashi?"

Kakashi looked back after hearing the words, and saw Natsume appearing behind him with the fat cat at home.

"It's Natsume, are you also shopping at the flea market?" Kakashi laughed.

"Well, Aunt Toko said that there were still a few plates missing at home, so she asked me to come over. Where's Mr. Kakashi?" Natsume asked.

"Come here to buy a bowl, saw this painting, and accepted it by the way." Kakashi laughed.

"So that's the case." Natsume suddenly said.

"Well, then I'll go first. Take your time."

"Okay, Kakashi-sensei."

Kakashi waved his hand and turned to leave.

Teacher Cat looked at the painting in Kakashi's hand, thoughtfully.

Hatake House.

Kakashi hung the painting in the bedroom.

There are only dry branches in the empty painting.

"Huh……"

Kakashi gave a light snort, and found a black figure behind the tree.

It appeared to be the shadow of a young man.

"interesting."

night.

Kakashi was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, there seemed to be some movement in the room.

Kakashi snapped his eyes open.

"Someone? No, it's the breath of a monster!"

At this moment, the ceiling was opened, and a hand stretched out from inside.

The hand is slightly opened, and the petals of one hand are scattered around Kakashi's body.

"What's the matter here, friend?"

Kakashi said softly, and then flicked his fingers, and the person on the ceiling fell straight down.

At the same time, the lights in the room were turned on.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

The voice seemed to be that of a girl.

I saw a girl wearing a white mask lying on the ground, this fall was not light.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Kakashi wondered.

The girl immediately got up from the ground when she heard the words, and said aggressively, "I'm here to get my painting back, you thief!"

"Painting? Thief?"

Kakashi looked at the painting on the wall and seemed to understand a little bit.

"Is this painting yours?"

"Of course it's mine, otherwise, could it be yours? I just took a rest, and the painting was stolen."

As the girl spoke, she walked up to the painting, intending to take it off.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remove the painting.

"What's going on? Why can't you take it off? You bastard! Didn't you nail the painting to the wall?" the girl said.

Seeing this, Kakashi was a little puzzled, walked to the screen, and reached out to take it off.

But a huge force seems to have stuck the painting to the wall, making it impossible to remove.

Kakashi wanted to take it off forcefully, but doing so seemed to overwhelm the painting, as if it was about to break.

"This is really strange. The painting seems to be rooted in the wall." Kakashi said in surprise.

"If that's the case, then I'll leave the painting with you for the time being. From now on, I'll just come over to look at the painting every day." The girl said helplessly.

Kakashi naturally refused when he heard the words.

I have a wife, a girl comes to my home to look at paintings in the middle of the night every day, no one will believe me when I tell it.

Although Terumi Mei was not here, Kakashi didn't want such a strange thing to happen to him.

"Hey, what's going on, I don't want women to come to my room every day."

"You think I want to come! I'm here to see Lord Yasaka, not you. The flowers just now are also for Lord Yasaka." The girl said angrily.

"Yasaka?"

"It's the people in the painting."

"You mean the black shadow in the painting?"

"That's right, that's Master Yasaka."

The girl murmured, revealing her fate with the black shadow in the painting.

Yasaka, a down-and-out noble young master.

What he used to like most was reading under the cherry trees when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

He is gentle and elegant, exuding a unique temperament.

Miya, that is, a girl, is a monster.

She likes to hide in the cherry tree full of cherry blossoms during the cherry blossom season.

That day, she was on the tree and she was under the tree.

Originally, the two did not know each other.

But Minya saw Yasaka.

The scene of quietly reading a book deeply attracted Miya.

She couldn't help but want to get in touch with Yasaka.

So, she grabbed a handful of cherry blossoms and stretched out her arms from the cherry blossom tree.

The cherry blossoms fell and fell all over Yasaka's head.

"Are books important? Isn't the cherry blossoms in full bloom less interesting than books?" Mimi asked.

Yasaka raised his head, looked at the white arm protruding from the cherry blossom tree, and said with a smile: "Books are important, flowers are interesting, but chatting with you seems to be more interesting."

That's how they got to know each other.

It's just that Miya doesn't want Yasaka to know that he is a monster, so he only meets Yasaka during the cherry blossom season.

They are friends who only meet when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

After several flower seasons like this, Yasaka never appeared again after a year.

Miniya waited for a long time, but Yasaka was still not there.

In the end she decided to go to Yasaka.

But I couldn't find anything.

Until one day, she found this painting.

It was painted by a ghost painter, and the black shadow in the painting is Yasaka.

Miniya thought that Yasaka was tired of the world, so he hid in the painting.

"Master Yasaka once told me that I want to go around the world to see flowers and plants. So I took the painting around to play. I hope that one day Yasaka-sama will heal the wounds in his heart, come out of the painting, and chat with me again. "

Having said that, Minami revealed a look of hope.

After listening, Kakashi looked at the painting.

A red light flashed in his eyes.

This is indeed a painting with demon power, but the black shadows in the painting are only drawn by the artist.

Even if the painting is really Yasaka, it is not what Miya said.

Does she not know? Still unwilling to accept this fact?

"Maybe...he will never come out?" Kakashi said cautiously.

"No, no, Lord Yasaka will definitely come out. Master Yasaka likes flowers and plants the most. In such a painting without flowers, he must be very lonely. Even if he never comes out, I will bring it to him every day. His most beautiful flower." Said Mimi.

Kakashi looked at Minami, but Minami looked at the painting.

Kakashi understood somewhat.

Perhaps she is not ignorant of the facts, but she is still holding such expectations.

Deceiving oneself and others is also a thought in the heart.

The life of a demon is too long.

It's not bad to have such a thought.

It's just that the dream will wake up one day.

What will happen to Miya on that day?

Kakashi didn't know, and he couldn't comment on this behavior.

"Okay, then before I take down this painting, you can come and see the flowers." Kakashi laughed.

Minami looked at Kakashi and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, this room is also given to you, I'll sleep next door."

Kakashi said and left the room.

At this time, maybe they need to be alone more.

Seeing Kakashi leave, Miya stood in front of the painting blankly.

Stretching out his right hand, he quietly stroked the black shadow in the painting.

"Master Yasaka, when will you show up again and chat with me? I... miss you so much."

Tears ran across his face, flowed from under the mask, and dripped gently on the ground.

Outside the door, Kakashi let out a long sigh, turned and left.