Naruto's voice came from my neck with a sob: "Asaro..."

I stroked his messy blond hair: "I'm here."

His body began to tremble and he let out suppressed sobs. I turned around and saw that he was biting his lips hard, looking like he was trying desperately to hold back his tears.

I held his face and wiped his tears with my hands, and made up my mind to bring a few handkerchiefs or packs of toilet paper with me next time I go out.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine now."

"Woooooooooooo..."

Naruto's anger has subsided, but the huge sadness and fear still continue to flow into my body through the channel created by the curse seal.

Teacher Kakashi also came over. He squatted beside us, took a deep breath, lowered his head, and said in a nearly exhausted tone: "...You two...! You really scared me...!"

I saw him put his hands over his face and asked curiously, "Did Kakashi-sensei cry too?"

"……No."

"What...Kakashi-sensei doesn't care about me!"

Kakashi-sensei just covered his face and smiled bitterly.

Sasuke also came over. He looked a little weak and pale, but he still slapped Naruto's hand that was around my neck without any hesitation.

"Have you hugged me enough? Let go!"

Naruto let me go, Sasuke held my arm and helped me up, and Teacher Kakashi also let go of his hand, but he shook a little and suddenly fell to the ground.

I was startled and quickly used my body to support him: "Kakashi-sensei?!"

"Ah... sorry..." Kakashi's tired voice came from above my head: "I think I overused the Sharingan..."

Zabuza had disappeared at some point, and even Bai, who was lying there just now, had disappeared.

Sasuke, Naruto and I quickly helped Kakashi up. I saw that Sasuke and Naruto looked pale, and it was obvious that the battle had exhausted them both physically and mentally.

So I volunteered, "I'll carry Kakashi-sensei on my back!"

Sasuke and Naruto were both stunned. Without waiting for their consent, I bent down and carried Kakashi-sensei on my back.

“…It’s so heavy!”

Naruto asked worriedly, "Asaro, are you okay?"

"Well... it's heavy, but I can still hold on! Damn... Kakashi-sensei is so big!"

I tried to hold up Kakashi-sensei's knees with my hands to prevent his legs from dragging on the ground.

His chin rested on my shoulder and his hair tickled my ears.

I turned my face away slightly and heard him whisper, "The mission is not over yet... We have to find Mr. Dazna... Zabuza was also injured by Naruto just now, and it will be impossible for him to recover in a short time. We... also need to rest well."

I replied, "Okay!"

Naruto knew where Mr. Dazna was, so he led the way, with Sasuke following closely beside me.

No one took the initiative to speak, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

I looked at Sasuke who pursed his lips, then at Naruto who was particularly silent, and at Kakashi who had his eyes closed and a suppressed expression. I felt like everyone was so unhappy because of me.

I couldn't help but want to lighten the mood: "This is our first battle after leaving the village... It's so intense... Are all the ninjas out there so strong..."

Sasuke: "..."

Naruto: "...Hmm..."

Kakashi-sensei just breathed silently.

…failed to liven up the atmosphere.

“…I’m sorry?” I had no choice but to say directly: “I made everyone sad…”

"It's not because of you..." Sasuke gritted his teeth and finally spoke: "I just... I just hate that I'm not strong enough."

"Me too..." Naruto lowered his head, his tone was particularly low: "I always say that I will protect Chaolu, but I have never done it once..."

Teacher Kakashi sighed deeply, and his voice brushed my ears gently: "This is not your fault... You did nothing wrong."

Now that they said that, I can't say anything more.

However, all three of them seemed to be worried. On the contrary, I, who had almost died once, seemed to be in the most positive and enthusiastic mental state.

Thus we followed Naruto to Mr. Dazna's house.

Mr. Dazna breathed a sigh of relief when he saw us appear, but when he saw that Kakashi-sensei was unable to move, he became nervous and worried again.

"It's okay, Kakashi-sensei is just a little exhausted, just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

His daughter, Miss Tsunami, quickly prepared a place for us to rest. Naruto and Sasuke still had the energy to take a bath, but Teacher Kakashi was no longer able to move on his own and could only lie on the bedding like this for the time being.

He closed his eyes, breathing deeply, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

I stared at him and saw that his eyes were red and his eyelashes were wet. I couldn't help but muttered, "You must have cried."

"..."

"Are you really asleep, Kakashi-sensei?"

"..."

"Let me help you clean it up."

I went to Tsunami to ask for a basin of hot water and a towel. Although Kakashi-sensei couldn't take a shower, I thought it would be better to help him clean the places that could be wiped.

This way he can sleep more comfortably and avoid soiling the quilt at Mr. Dazna's house. Anyway, I worked as a nurse in a hospital part-time, so I am familiar with this kind of thing.

I untied his forehead protector. His forehead was sweating a lot, so I helped him wipe it clean. Without the forehead protector blocking the view, I could finally see the scar on Kakashi's right eye.

After so long, the scar is still so obvious. The injury must have been very deep and severe.

It was during that battle that Obito left his eyes to Sensei Kakashi before he died.

I touched the scar, and through the thin eyelid, I could feel the shape of the eyeball.

This eye was originally in Obito...in his father's eye socket, connected to his father's brain.

If this eye was still in Dad's eye socket, and if Dad took us to meet Zabuza today, who would be more powerful, Dad or Sensei Kakashi?

If it was Dad who entered Bai's memory and heard Bai say that the Hidden Mist Village was a place like hell, what would Dad think and what would he say to Bai?

Teacher Kakashi said that his father was a man with a strong sense of justice, and if he knew what the Fourth Mizukage had done, he would definitely be very indignant.

However, as a ninja of Konoha, even if Dad was angry, he couldn't help. Just like Bai said that they could only change the Hidden Mist Village, Dad could only take care of Konoha.

But if it was Uchiha Sasuke... he could change whatever he wanted without any scruples.

As soon as this thought came to my mind, I was shocked, because I suddenly felt that I seemed to understand his thoughts a little bit.

I don't want to understand that kind of guy!

I quickly calmed down, wiped the exposed part of Kakashi-sensei's face, looked at his mask, and hesitated whether to help him take it off.

Although he said that his mask is very breathable and can be worn no matter what you do, but... no matter how breathable it is, it is definitely not as comfortable as not wearing it.

However, Kakashi has been wearing a mask since he was a child, so he might have some unspeakable secrets. It is better not to get the name without his consent.

I just close my eyes and don't look.

I hooked my hands around the edge of the mask and closed my eyes.

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but just as I was about to take off the mask, I suddenly felt someone looking at me.

But when I opened my eyes, Kakashi-sensei still looked like he was sleeping soundly as before.

?

Is it my misunderstanding?

I closed my eyes again, pulled the mask down, and groped my way to Kakashi-sensei's tall nose. Then I saw his thin cheeks, thin soft lips, and thin jaw...

Hmm, I don't feel any defects or scars to the touch. Is it possible that I have a birthmark or something that needs to be covered up?

After wiping it, I pulled his mask back up and opened his eyes.

Although I don’t know if it’s a waste of effort to cover my face with an unwashed mask after wiping it, but, let it be!

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