Just as Kakashi received the wine gourd from the eight swords.
Zhi Shui, who was sitting at the side, was suddenly stunned.
Not long ago, the Eight Swords had also said such words to him.
He took a sip.
This was Eventide Eight Sword's unique way of greeting.
According to Weasel, only those who had gained the approval of the Eight Swords and were interested enough would receive such an invitation.
When Weasel explained to him, Zhi Shui was a little proud.
The pride of being acknowledged.
That's right.
He looked at the people in the house.
The sun is red, and the emperor's hands are washing red beans.
He and Itachi from the Uchiha family, as well as Haki Kakashi and Maitekai.
No matter how he looked at it, it was a little strange for everyone to appear in the same room.
If it wasn't for a mission or a special event, these people would never have entered the same scene.
And the connection between them was Night Eight Sword.
Holding the wine gourd in a daze, Kakashi sank into silence.
Wine?
Perhaps even today, he was still not old enough to drink.
Mu Ye was born in the year 33 and was not even 15 years old.
However, he was already so tired that he wanted to get drunk and have a good rest, or he could directly fall asleep. To him, that was the greatest enjoyment.
Originally, Kakashi had not planned to come after receiving Red Bean's invitation.
After all, people like him did not want to interact with others, nor did he want to deliberately form some kind of bond.
Because other than Mr. Watergate, everyone who had a bond with him was dead.
Wang Lin, with soil.
That was the eternal pain in his heart.
But in the end, he still came to the Mitarai family, not entirely because of what the fourth generation had just said to him.
More importantly, he wanted to see what kind of person had broken his record.
He was once a genius.
Letting out a breath, Kakashi lifted his wine gourd and took a big gulp.
The spicy feeling made his entire body rise in an instant.
The paralysis of alcohol was actually so comfortable.
Not bad.
Nodding at Kakashi, Eight Swords revealed a satisfied smile.
Hatake Kakashi.
It was worth it for him to buy him a drink.
The gathering had already begun.
When Weasel began to bring out the carefully prepared dishes from the kitchen, the atmosphere had already risen to a certain level.
To the Eight Swords, today was a day to enjoy Red Bean's feelings.
It was also his last indulgence.
Becoming a ninja meant that his life would become busy in the future.
After all, this was the world of ninjas. The main theme of ninjas was always killing.
……
As the sun set in the west, Kakashi left Mitarai's courtyard and walked alone on the streets of Kiba.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks and reached out to cover his forehead.
His eyes, which were covered by the forehead shield, felt a faint pain.
Looking at the Soul Comforting Garden beside him, Kakashi sighed and walked in.
" With soil…Lin…"
Kakashi lowered his voice as he put down the white flower in his hand.
His memory suddenly returned to that scene.
He was pressed down by the rock with soil on his body, and he gave his eyes to him as a gift from the Jounin.
He had received the heaviest gift in his life.
That Shura Eye!
She adjusted her forehead guard, and under the three scarlet hooks were tears that had long gathered into small streams.
She could not control her tears.
"I don't know why, but whenever I see them, I always think of you.”
"He even wanted to take the initiative to go over."
"Well, it's too funny for a person like me to have such thoughts.”
Kakashi lowered his forehead shield again and muttered," If it was Night Eight Sword and Weasel, the outcome would be different from ours.”
"However, the new life that teacher received doesn't seem to have any effect on washing away the darkness in my heart.”
"Teacher's child…won't be long. I really envy him for being born in this era.”
" With soil, perhaps we were born later…"
Closing his mouth, Kakashi let out another long sigh.
The tears in his eyes gradually stopped. He turned around again, and a cat mask appeared on his face.
He was a ninja from the Dark Group.
His current mission was to guard the pregnant Nine-Tailed Human Pillar and the wife of the fourth Naruto.
Swoosh.
The figure disappeared. There was nothing in front of the tablet except for the white flower that swayed in the wind.
However, a few seconds later, a figure slowly walked out from the grass behind him.
With a wave of his hand, the flower placed in front of the tablet was instantly crushed into pieces!
The person was wearing a mask, so it was impossible to see his expression.
However, no matter how he looked at it, standing in front of his own grave did not make him feel good.
"Eighth Night Sword? Weasel?"
"Teacher's child."
He suddenly turned around. The scarlet three-pronged jade under the single-eyed mask was bloodshot.
"We are in hell!"
The space fluctuated strangely, and his figure disappeared from the front of the tablet.
Only the remaining white petals and tears on the ground told the outsiders that a disaster was approaching.
……
Three days later.
The news of the two geniuses graduating early gradually settled down.
In Naruto's office, two young figures appeared.
Night Eight Sword, Uchiha Weasel.
Looking at the two little fellows, Shui Men's face was a little gratified.
Without a doubt, Muye was a village that had experienced many vicissitudes.
Fortunately, it was such a village that had produced one talent after another to protect the treasures left behind by their ancestors.
He held the heavy forehead protector in his hand.
Eight Swords looked at the water gate in front of him, as well as the third generation Fiery Shadow Ape Flying Sun Slash sitting beside him, muttering to himself.
"The time to taste fresh blood has finally arrived.”
……
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