[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

On a cloudy day, Hatake Sakumo's extremely low-key funeral was held as scheduled in the courtyard of Hatake's residence.

He used to be such a genius hero admired by thousands of people during his lifetime, but no more than ten people attended the funeral today.

Although there were more or less reasons why Hiruzaru Sarutobi suppressed the news, Kakashi still felt very uncomfortable with such a huge gap between his father's life and death.

Although he was very puzzled, disappointed and even resentful for his father's evasion, he still loved his father who had been guarding him like a patron saint.

At this moment, the Second Ninja World War was coming to an end, and the battle was not serious, but only the closest friends or juniors of Sakumo rushed over.

Fei Shi stood next to Kakashi, his eyes kept looking at the people who came to the funeral, when he saw a familiar golden color appearing in front of the house, his eyes deepened, he turned his head and said to Kakashi: "I'll see you See the third generation."

Kakashi was gloomyly looking at the urn in front of the simple altar, he glanced at him in surprise, and asked hesitantly, "Why are you looking for him?"

"A little thing." Fei Shi replied calmly, patted his arm reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'll be right back."

"...Hmm." Kakashi lowered his eyes and agreed almost inaudibly.

Fei Shi took one last look at him, turned around and walked towards Hiru Sarutobi, who was present as the funeral planner, and as if he had made an agreement, as soon as he left, Namikaze Minato, who seemed a little hesitant, walked towards Kakashi come over.

He glanced at the cherry-haired boy strangely, but he only had time to see a fair and delicate side face.

Not paying too much attention, he sighed silently, bent over and said to Kakashi: "Good morning, Kakashi, do you still remember me?"

Kakashi glanced at him indifferently, bowed slightly expressionlessly, and said without any ups and downs, "Namikazunin."

The guy who was saved once by his father.

The boy's breath was dead and depressed, and he looked like an old man.

Namikaze Minato looked sad, squatted down on one knee, and said to Kakashi in a low voice: "What happened to Sakumo-senpai... I'm very sorry. You have to cheer up."

Kakashi listened silently, without saying a word, with an empty expression.

Minato pursed her lips, rarely knowing what to say.

After thinking about it, he changed the topic to a more relaxed one, and asked in a rather approachable manner: "Is that boy your friend just now? You seem to have a good relationship with him."

Kakashi lowered his head, and after a while he said in a low voice, "...not friends."

Minato was stunned: "Huh? Isn't it?"

"...No. I don't know him well, I only know that his name is Fei Shi, and he is a medical ninja."

After Kakashi finished speaking dully, he silently turned his head and glanced in Feishi's direction.

From his point of view, Hishi's face could not be seen clearly, only Hiruzaru Sarutobi was thinking about something solemnly, and after a while, he glanced at him without a trace.

Looks like it's about him.

Kakashi was slightly stunned, a little curious about what they were talking about.

"...Kakashi? Kakashi?"

The voice of the person next to him brought Kakashi back to his senses. He turned around and found that Minato was looking at him with a hint of worry on his face.

Behind the blond young man, there were people with the same expression as him in twos and threes, all of them gave him sympathy or eyes with other complicated emotions, and Kakashi accepted them all.

The boy who has become extremely sensitive to other people's emotions recently took a breath, his face remained indifferent, but the hand hanging by his side suddenly clenched into a fist.

"What do you want to say?" He seemed to ask calmly, but his tense body and unceremonious tone revealed his full rejection at the moment.

...This is a child with very high self-esteem.

Thinking of this, Minato couldn't help but smile wryly, he couldn't say what he wanted to say anymore, he raised his hands as if surrendering and started to move away.

"No, it's nothing, you don't have to worry about—"

"If you are worried about me, then you don't have to."

The boy who had become withdrawn since his father's death suddenly made a sound, interrupting him somewhat impolitely.

Kakashi looked up lifelessly at the bewildered young man, but there was no light in his eyes.

"That person broke the rules, that's why he ended up like this. I won't be like him."

The silver-haired boy showed a sinister look that was not what a child of this age should have, and his knuckles were faintly white.

"Even if there is only one person, I will continue to live."

"..."

Minato put down his hands, wisely kept silent on this issue, and said instead: "No, I was actually thinking about the boy you mentioned. I heard from the third generation that you will live together in the future, but listen to what you said , you seem to have known each other not long ago, and he himself is a young child, the two of you... are you okay?"

"Don't worry about it." Kakashi looked away, as indifferent as a robot.

"..."

So far, even Minato, who has always been proud of his affinity with the children, couldn't carry on the conversation anymore, so he had to walk away from the boy temporarily worriedly.

Kakashi lowered his head with blank eyes, showing no reaction to his departure.

Now he is disgusted by everything around him, and he doesn't even want to see the creature named "Human".A sense of loneliness enveloped him like a tide, making him feel bone-chilling cold even though he was surrounded by crowds.

It's not that he doesn't appreciate those who helped him, it's just that now he feels tired even to say words of thanks, as if his vitality as a human being has been taken away with his father's departure.

Since then, he has nowhere to return to——

"Awaited."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the top of his head, waking Kakashi, who was almost drowned by the sense of death, from his negative thoughts.

He raised his head in a daze, with an expression of helplessness that he didn't realize, looking at him with eyes full of confusion.

Looking at the boy who reached out to him when the whole world gave up on him.

Hishi, who had returned from Sarutobi Hiruzen at some point, tilted his head and looked at him for a while, his eyes were calm and even gentle, but Kakashi somehow felt that all his world-weary thoughts had been seen through by him.

Before he could feel helpless and flustered, Fei Shi turned his head and discussed with him in a flat tone:

"Should I choose an address in the cemetery today? Because the tombstone was notified late, it may take a few days to get it. Before that, can I keep the ashes at home temporarily?"

Kakashi stared at him blankly, and after a while, he uttered a monotone inexplicably: "... Ah."

——So that’s what I was talking about.For him, did you go to communicate with the third generation?

Did not get a clear answer, Fei Shi's face was puzzled, and he asked for confirmation: "Do you mean it is okay?"

Kakashi pursed his lips under the mask, feeling embarrassed for his gaffe, hurriedly gave him an affirmative answer, then watched him turn his head and nodded to Hokage not far away.

After that, the cherry-haired boy looked up at the gloomy sky, and asked him for advice again: "Shall we start the funeral now?"

Kakashi's heart shrank, and a little resistance and hesitation appeared on his face involuntarily.

"Don't be afraid." Fei Shi stretched out a hand towards him, his green eyes looked extremely clear and beautiful in the cloudy sky, and his tone was flat, but it was more pleasing to Kakashi's ears than any comforting words, "I will with you."

The outstretched hand froze in the air for a second before being held by a hand slightly smaller than it.

Kakashi followed behind Feishi, staring at his back for a while, feeling the numb pain that had been pressing in his heart since the morning, finally dissipated a little like a dark cloud after the rain.

It is precisely because of this person beside him that miraculously he does not feel hopeless now that he has nothing left.

When everyone kept secret about that topic and forced him to suffocate with cautious eyes, this person talked to him with the same attitude from beginning to end, as if he was not an overnight He is not a poor child who lost his father in the middle of the day, but a reliable person with an independent personality and independent soul who can discuss and solve things together.

Such equality and non-avoidance gave Kakashi the only room to breathe.

In fact, Uchiha Feishi understands better than anyone in this world that Hatake Kakashi never needs sympathy and charity, because he is far less vulnerable than he seems.

All he needs is someone who stands by his side and faces everything with him.

He thinks this way because he knows Kakashi better than anyone else, but the silver-haired boy at this moment feels that Fei Shi did this because they are both the ones who lost everything, because he is the only one who can understand himself.

With this thought in mind, the silver-haired boy secretly glanced at the young man's handsome and delicate side face, and an inconceivable, imperceptible warmth gradually emerged from the depths of his empty eyes.

On the day of the funeral, when darkness fell and the lights of every household in the village were gradually extinguished, the lights in Hokage's office were still brightly lit.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi smoked his pipe silently, after an unknown amount of time, the flickering candlelight in front of him flickered slightly, and a beautiful young man stood silently in front of the desk that was originally empty.

He was wearing black clothing that was easy to sneak into, and his body was thin. His blue eyes were neither sad nor happy, revealing a clear light, and his expressionless face looked like a delicate and perfect doll.

At his feet lay two masked men.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi suddenly stood up from behind the desk, looked at them with a look of surprise: "This, this is...?"

"Didn't you tell your subordinates that I'm coming? These two guys followed me all the way and wanted to attack at the end."

Fei Shi kicked one of the men indifferently.

"No, I said it." Ri Zhan frowned, walked out from behind the desk, looked at the two men carefully, his brows became tighter and tighter, "They are 'root' people."

"'Root'? That organization in Danzo?" Fei Shi casually shook his hand, his eyes looked a little cold for some reason.

Hirizhan was surprised: "Yes, how do you know? 'Gen' is a secret army organized by Danzo in recent years?"

Of course, Fei Shi couldn't tell him that he had secretly seen it from the confidential documents compiled by Wangnianjiao when he was a child, and knew that it was an inhuman organization.

He glanced at Ri Zhan, opened his mouth and dropped a bomb to divert the topic: "Suo Mao's death must be something else."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi shrank his pupils, and immediately froze in place.

He could hear clearly, the interrogative sentences Fei Shi used, but there was not even a trace of doubt in his tone.

He squeezed the pipe in his hand tightly, and remained silent with an indistinguishable expression, while Fei Shi looked at him with an unchanging expression, his eyes were deep and a little scary.

Hiraku subconsciously tensed up.

Even though Fei Shi looks like a child now, when he doesn't do it deliberately, his eyes are still so cold and distant, which makes people feel chilling from the bottom of their hearts.

Under such gazes, Ri Zhan soon sighed, and admitted with a wry smile: "You are still so sharp."

"It's hard not to notice."

Fei Shi ignored his flattery at all, his eyes were cold and sharp.

"White Fang's missions must be kept secret. No matter how heinous he is, it's too outrageous for everyone to know about him and everyone is beating him up. I don't believe that no one helped him."

He took off the half-fingerless gloves on his hand, did not care about Ri Zhan's gloom, and his tone became slightly longer: "I spent two days and two nights investigating, and found some interesting things."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi opened his mouth and made a dry voice: "...what?"

Fei Shi held the glove in his hand and raised his head to look at him slightly, but that indifferent gaze made Hirizhan feel that he was the one being looked down upon.

"About someone plotting to usurp the throne, signs of deliberate framing, and—"

When the cherry-haired boy said this, he glanced at the two root ninjas at his feet as if he were looking at ants.

"--evidence."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi was dumbfounded.

His hand holding the pipe hangs down weakly, and he lowers his head guiltily: "It's all because I didn't notice in time... I'm sorry for Sakumo, and I'm sorry for that kid Kakashi, I—"

"Okay, it won't help to talk about it now."

Fei Shi interrupted him unceremoniously, folded his hands on his chest, and lightly tapped his arm with his fingertips.

"I went to track down the guy who was rescued by Shuo Mao and then slandered him, and found that he had died without any abnormality in the last mission."

When he said this, he gave a light snort with unknown meaning, and said in a low voice with unknown meaning: "The technique is really clean."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi lowered his eyes and added, not without pain: "That person's background is very clean, and he has partnered with Sakumo for several years. Who would have thought that he would do such a thing."

Fei Shi tilted his head and looked at him: "It's very likely that there is something wrong with the mastermind behind the scenes."

Ri Zhan sighed: "His wife died young, and his only daughter disappeared a few years ago."

Fei Shi's eyes darkened.

A heart-wrenching silence fell into Hokage's office.Fei Shi tapped his arm regularly with his fingers, his green eyes were dark and calm, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Ri Zhan's eyes followed his white fingertips that were beating up and down, but he felt that such a small movement made him inexplicably startled, and couldn't help asking: "Lord Fei Shi, what are you going to do next?"

Fei Shi regained consciousness from his contemplation, gestured to the root ninja at his feet, and calmly dropped another bomb|bomb: "I forgot to say, these two guys are the only ones left alive, and the rest of the team probably have Killed by me."

"what--?!"

Ri Zhan yelled out, quickly looked him up and down, and asked anxiously:

"Are you okay? Many ninjas in Genji have special abilities, and they have dangerous thoughts to complete tasks even if they die. They are much more difficult to deal with than ordinary Anbu!"

He took the lead in caring about Fei Shi, causing Fei Shi to glance at him calmly, and after a while he said with the same expression: "What are you worried about? I just shrunk in appearance, and there is no change in ability. "

Hiruzaru Sarutobi opened his mouth and observed him carefully.

……really.Although I am not used to the loss of the familiar diamond-shaped imprint on his forehead, this adult has never relied on it. Some shortcomings that are common to young ninjas, such as strength...um.

He silently glanced at Fei Shi's fist, and drove out the rebellious thoughts in his mind.

But when it came to the body, Hirizhan immediately thought of something else, and asked, "Speaking of which, won't your body show symptoms such as Chakra decline after the jump time?"

Fei Shi's expression remained unchanged, and he even said peacefully: "Yeah, don't you see that I've already lost my age?"

"..."

——So the other symptoms disappeared, right? !

Hiruzaru Sarutobi didn't know what expression to show anymore.

But in fact, Fei Shi's body is exactly as he said, apart from shrinking in age, there are no other hidden dangers.

As long as he asks for kisses from other people every six months, he will be no different from ordinary people before.

Therefore, Fei Shi was surprisingly satisfied with the status quo.

Satisfied, Uchiha Hime seemed to think Hirizhan was not frightened enough tonight, and said with a normal expression:

"Let's get down to business, this chase shows that my investigation was discovered by Danzo. I'm afraid he will continue to target me in the future, or it will be detrimental to Kakashi."

Ri Zhan's expression froze, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Don't worry, I will never let him have the opportunity to do this. I will definitely protect you and Shuo Mao's children!"

The air was silent for a moment, and then Fei Shi responded flatly but inexplicably perfunctorily: "Oh, really."

"..." Ri Zhan looked at him as if he was calculating something, and couldn't help but shed cold sweat for his old teammate who dared to send someone to chase him down: "I, can I ask what you want to do?"

Fei Shi casually waved his hands: "Don't be so worried, Ri Zhan. Have you ever seen an adult be as knowledgeable as a child?"

"..."

The silent Sarutobi Hirizan swallowed a mouthful of old blood, and swore in his heart that the "child" of Fei Shi was by no means referring to himself.

The inexplicable ominous premonition made him try to make a tactful suggestion: "Well, Mr. Feishi, Danzo he...he..."

Fei Shi raised a hand indifferently: "You don't need to say it, I know that Konoha can't do without him now, and he won't do stupid things."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi heaved a sigh of relief: "That's good—"

"I just went to the root to take a job, and just kept an eye on him. I heard that the salary is higher there because of the high risk?"

"Puff cough cough—what?!"

"Tell me, will he believe me when I say that I am the descendant of Uchiha Feishi?"

"what?!"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi stared dumbfoundedly at the senior (cross out) master (cross out) who was about to leave with the prisoner in his hands while talking to himself, and after realizing it, he quickly chased after him:

"Master Feishi, this is too dangerous! Although Danzo doesn't know your ability and doesn't remember your previous time travel, but he and I are both teachers' students, and they know your appearance, character and fighting style completely. Chu, it is very possible to recognize you! He, he, and a secret army that outnumbers Anbu!"

However, no matter what he said, Fei Shi, who had made up his old idea, turned a deaf ear to it. He woke up the life left by him and prepared to set off towards the base camp of the roots.

But just as he stepped out of the door of Hokage's office, a soft and hoarse voice temporarily interrupted his progress: "Mr. Sarutobi is right, Fei Shijun should calm down for a while."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi was very excited when he saw the person coming: "Yes, yes, yes, Orochimaru, stop Feishi-sama for me—the Feishi boy!"

The young man in the world was a little surprised to see the person outside the door who was staring at him meaningfully with his arms crossed, and belatedly remembered that although Orochimaru's time was not backtracked by him like Madara, Sakumo, and Sarutobi Hiruza , but before he left, he didn't seem to say goodbye to this person.

...Um, angry?

With a flawless face, the apathetic patient began to think seriously about how to coax others.

In the past, ecstasy would probably have solved the problem overnight, but now that the hardware is not up to standard, it obviously cannot be used as a solution to the problem.

……anyway.

Fei Shi, who was busy walking (ti) horse (guan) on (hu) (nao) to the roots, blinked, and looked up and down Orochimaru with some surprise.

"Oshemaru, I am only ten years old at most, you..."

He paused, narrowed his eyes against the danger of Orochimaru, and finally said cautiously and hesitantly: "... Are you good at it?"

Sarutobi Hiruza:? ? !

Orochimaru:……

The author has something to say: Uchiha · I don’t know what to imagine · Fei Shi: ... Hey, a little harsh.

Orochimaru: (▼dish▼#)