Every live broadcast will be beaten to death[Comprehensive]

When Kakashi came to this place again, his mood was not complicated, but it was heavy, and there was a little disturbance that he hadn't noticed for a while.

After completing the task, he should have returned to Konoha quickly instead of coming here again.

but.

He has things to figure out.

As an Anbu, he easily climbed into the wooden house without making a sound—maybe it can't be called a "house" because the roof is not covered tightly, just put up the wood.Of course Kakashi ignored these details, just for a moment, he stood beside the bed hidden in the darkness, watching the person on the bed quietly with unwavering eyes.

——Actually, there is absolutely no need to be so careful.

In addition to the fact that the resident here is an ordinary person, it is also because he is now lying there dying, unable to hear the sound at all.

The inflow of qi is less than the outflow of qi, so it looks sick, and it is very sick.

Kakashi moved his fingers, seemingly not feeling anything about the scene.Immediately afterwards, he calmly grabbed the hand that was resting on his chest——

...that's right.

Indeed, Minato-sensei's Chakra.

Although it has almost passed away, leaving only a little imperceptible trace, Kakashi still found it.

The first reaction is joy, Chakra can't lie, isn't the teacher dead yet?However, the joy was quickly overwhelmed by more doubts. The Fourth Hokage was indeed dead. So many people present at that time could prove it. So, what is going on?

He remembered the hallucination he saw that day when he was injured and unconscious.Is it hallucination?Or is it really Minato-sensei?

There is no logic, but there are many shadows.

Kakashi managed to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he couldn't help holding that person's hand tightly. Without thinking about it, he knew that the fragile wrist must have left deep marks .He managed to gather his composure, let go of his hand, and his whole body was hidden in the shadows. His eyes flickered at the man, but he hesitated unexpectedly.

According to common sense, he would definitely bring this person back to Konoha for interrogation.In this way, the truth of the teacher's life and death will naturally be known.

But he hesitated.

No, I don't believe Konoha.

There was no one there who he could trust now.

Danzo's words made him doubt the three generations of adults, but he also doubted Danzo. He only knew a small part of the horror of this man.

So you can't take people back.Who knows, the "truth" he got is the truth.

When he was hesitating, the dead silence was suddenly broken by a weak cough. The person on the bed raised his claws, as if he wanted to hold him, and then grabbed the air as it should.Kakashi took a step back, watched him hold his hand up and shook it for a long time, then suddenly and slowly put his hand into his mouth, biting——

"Barbecue... Ugh! It hurts!"

Kakashi: "..."

The anchor who ate meat happily in his dream woke up unfortunately.As soon as he turned over, he rolled out of the bed, rolled on the ground a few times, and didn't stop until he bumped into Kakashi who was standing there.

In fact, the anchor's consciousness is not fully awake yet, his body is boiling hot, and his brain is burning dizzy.However, this guy's subconscious mind was extremely strong, and he was keenly aware that the leg he bumped into moved back, and when he seemed to be about to leave, he had already hugged that thigh like an octopus.

"open!"

A voice is cold and authentic.

"No." The anchor answered subconsciously, then closed his mouth as if he was dead, and let his thigh cruelly drag his corpse a few meters away.

His thighs were entangled to death by him, and he was in a bad mood. Just as he was about to throw the octopus away with forceful means, the octopus spoke again: "I'm sick, I'm so hungry, and the cheater isn't here yet... "It was indeed a thick nasal voice, and through the moonlight leaking from the top, one could still see the burning redness of his exposed skin.

"If you don't save me from death, I will turn into a ghost and come to you." He was so burned that he started talking nonsense, it was hard for him to remember who the person who came to him at this time would be, "At least I saved you too Once, supercilious..."

Wolf……

Kakashi froze for a moment, hesitated, and stopped slowly.

Anbu, wearing a fox mask, stood silently for a while, then his figure suddenly turned into a white mist, and when the mist cleared, he disappeared.The host's hands had drooped long ago, and he lay motionless on the wooden floor.Before he knew it, the brazier filled with rainwater was refilled with charcoal fire, and he himself lay back on the bed again, with several layers of messy clothes covering his body casually.

Just like Namikaze Minato said before when he mentioned his disciples.The kid Kakashi is a genius. He was a little withdrawn by the influence of his father's suicide when he was young, but fortunately, there are many people who are kind to him-but he is very unfortunate.Because these people all left him because of death.Father, two teammates, and finally his teacher.

When he said this, Minato Namakaze felt very guilty.His death must have brought a great blow to Kakashi. As a teacher, even though he only met him once, he could see the changes in his disciples at a glance. He was numb, indifferent, and still not out of the shadow of death.

——However, Kakashi never changed in one thing.His heart is still kind.

It was because of these words that the anchor boldly let himself fall asleep.If everyone said that, then this little brother must be good.

It doesn't matter if you are indifferent, he is best at dealing with this kind of people~

Facts have proved that Kakashi has lived up to the trust of his teacher.Although I really want to know about the teacher, but after all, he did not ruthless to an ordinary person who has no power to restrain a chicken - or a patient, and he can't stay here for too long, he is about to leave soon .

However, before leaving, he glanced at the room illuminated by the fire for the last time. Unexpectedly, he found the black and white writing on the corner wall, saying: "Look here!"

The words were written in big letters, lest he could not see them.

"..."

He walked over silently, but he did not forget to be vigilant.But when I went to take a look, I found a pile of children's toys in the corner, and a piece of paper was pressed on the top, which said that these were gifts for a child named Naruto Naruto, please trouble him if it is convenient By the way, take it back and transfer it.

Obviously, people had already guessed that he would come, and they had prepared it here in advance.

Wave wind, Naruto.

It should be Naruto Uzumaki.

He took the things away in the end. Of course, he didn't bring Konoha back, but destroyed them on the way.

Since then, Kakashi will come here every once in a while, but I don’t know if it’s his bad luck or what, every time he comes, the ordinary person who always wears a mask is always sleeping, the difference is that he sleeps in the house Still outside while basking in the sun while sleeping.

A gift for Naruto has also been prepared, but Kakashi never really delivered it.Until one day, he still came here, habitually wanting to take away the bunch of meaningless gifts.The letter paper was still pressed on top of the gift, but what was written on it was no longer words of thanks, but——

"This time, I prepared salt-braised saury. It's shameful to waste food. You should eat it yourself."

No wonder the box is hot...

and many more! ! !

Kakashi: "!!!"

Relying on the fact that others couldn't see him, Mr. Waigua happily appreciated his disciple's stupidity, and couldn't help laughing: "Ah Ning, why do you think you are teasing him like this... But, I haven't seen Kakashi's reaction for a long time. I really miss it."

——Hoho, you said it as if you didn't come up with the idea together.

The anchor, who was pretending to be sleeping peacefully, refused to pay any attention to this cut black.

All the resentment in his heart was directed at that white hair.

Throw it away, don't take it away if you don't see it off.

Gifts also have to be bought with money, he—poor!