coobybook Chapter 172
Chapter 172
Jiraiya-sama, died in battle.
When Kakashi heard the news, he didn't react for a long time, as if someone had given him a stick from behind, and he stood opposite Tsunade and Fukasaku-sama, and the silent silence and shock spread his heart in front of them.
Walking on the way to Naruto's house, his whole body was depressed.
Kakashi had a premonition that something would happen to him, but he never thought that something would happen to him.
In his mind, Zi Lai is also a more powerful existence than his teacher Bo Feng Shuimen, and such a powerful person will not die easily no matter what.
But the reality is in front of him, that always giggling, cheerful and optimistic adult Zilaiya really sank forever to the bottom of the rainy inland sea.
The hand touched the book in his trouser pocket, a luxurious hardcover version that Jiraiya gave to himself when he went to the house to talk about things.
These days, he has been carrying on him.
The heart is full of mixed feelings, quite complicated, and those unspeakable emotions are crowded in the chest.
Kakashi let out a long sigh.
He looked at the blue sky and the white clouds, and there was sadness in his godless eyes that others could not read.
Ninjas are seen as tools, and life and death are often only instantaneous.
Kakashi accepted that he would die one day, but the death of his companion, or such a sudden death, was really unacceptable to him.
But in other words, it was the head of the Xiao organization who was also fighting, such a dangerous group of people....
His eyes darkened, and even though the sun was shining, Kakashi still felt that the road ahead was cloudy.
It's just that this negative emotion can't be revealed in front of people, and he can only digest it slowly.
When passing by the photo studio, the boss who was cleaning the windows saw Kakashi's figure and began to call him from a long distance.
"The photos have been washed Oh, you wait a minute, I'll get it for you."
"That, today... Another day. "He wasn't in the mood to deal with the photo studio owner.
The photo studio owner ignored Kakashi's excuses, threw the rag, and the person had disappeared from the window.
The money had already been paid, and Kakashi was holding a heavy pile of photos, which he was not in the mood to appreciate at the moment, until nightfall, when he returned home, that he remembered the photo again.
It was a very bad day, and after Watergate died due to the Nine-Tails Rebellion, Kakashi once regarded Jiraiya as his life mentor.
At that time, leaving aside his peers of the same age, there were not many people Kakashi who could ask questions about life, and he was probably the only one.
At that time, he always traveled everywhere to find out information for the village, and for this reason, it was difficult to meet him in the village.
However, whenever he returned to the village, Kakashi would always find a time to say a few words to him.
Jiraiya actually took good care of him, answering his questions and giving him advice, and without his occasional encouragement and guidance, Kakashi wasn't sure if he would have fallen into darkness.
Kakashi had never seen Jiraiya frown, he seemed to be smiling all the time, not knowing if he really had so many things to be happy about, or if it was his nature to be that way, or if he was pretending.
With people with such a personality, people will become relaxed and temporarily forget the pain that constantly pulls them to hell.
"Kakashi, although I understand that it hurts inside, but you are always half-dead like this, and the people around you will also be very uncomfortable."
That was the first time Kakashi understood that Jiraiya, who had always been happy, was not without any troubles, and many times it was just struggling for the people around him.
Kakashi, who is surrounded by many companions like he is today, has something to do with Jiraiya's enlightenment at that time.
Taking off his coat, Kakashi sat on the bed and unwrapped the envelope and looked at the pictures he had taken.
The beautiful scenery did not dilute the deep sadness in Kakashi's eyes, those who were important to him, who played a vital role in his life, would always leave him without warning.
Father is, Obito is, Rin is, Watergate teacher is, Asma is, and now, even Jiraiya-sama ...
Now Kakashi is no longer a teenager, and after understanding the cruelty of this ninja world, even if his heart is sad beyond words, he can still laugh at others.
No matter how the times progress, the fate of ninjas never seems to change, they are still a tool.
The photos looked over one by one, and what appeared at the end was the silhouette of a girl.
Spirit rhino, spirit rhino.
This is a secret love that Kakashi deep down does not want to talk to outsiders.
He felt as if he was cursed, but everyone who was involved with him and made him feel important would eventually leave him one by one, and he was the only one, no matter how dedicated he was to death, he could live well, so it seemed that whether he was alive or dead, far away from Lingxi became the only way to protect her.
Kakashi still packed up the photos and handed them to the flying foot ninja to send to Reihi.
The envelope full of photos was handed over to Lingxi by Tianteng and he wondered who would send something to Lingxi, but when he saw the faint smile on Lingxi's face when he received the envelope, his heart suddenly felt better.
Such an embarrassing thing happened in that hotel that day, and Lingxi didn't pay attention to him for many days.
Tianteng didn't know whether he regretted it or not, it was always a good thing to convey his heart, but he picked that moment and used that method, and now that he looks at it, failure is almost doomed.
Because of this impulse, the two people who have grown up together since childhood are more embarrassed when they get along, no matter how they look at it, they are a little more than worth the loss.
Tianteng hadn't seen Lingxi smile for a long time, but now, she took the envelope, and a light smile naturally crept up the corners of her mouth, and he was quite relieved for a while.
Tianteng hesitated to share the information he had just received with Lingxi.
She was very happy to receive the photo, but the way she wanted to talk made her care a little.
Holding the envelope in his hand, Lingxi returned to his cold appearance.
"Why, is there anything you want to say?"
Lingxi sat on the edge of the river, while Tianteng stood on the grass below.
Since Lingxi saw through that he had something to say, he didn't deliberately hide it anymore, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "Jiraiya-sama, one of Konoha's three Shinobi, is dead.
Lingxi's hand holding the envelope paused, and a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face, "Lord Jiraiya... Dead?
Tianteng nodded, "You also know that grandfather has his own secret guard, and part of this is to collect intelligence, and this news is transmitted back by the secret guard." "
After the Hana clan moved out of Konoha Village, each patriarch would follow the Hokage and form his own dark guard, in addition to protecting the safety of his own clan, but also intelligence gathering.
Frankly speaking, none of the previous patriarchs fully trusted Hokage, so they needed to gather intelligence themselves, even within Konoha.
In this way, countermeasures can be made in advance when the mountain rain is about to come, and to put it bluntly, it is just a way to protect oneself in advance.
Orochimaru died, and now even Jiraiya is dead, and Konoha Sanshinori now has only five generations of Hokage Tsunadehime left.
Lingxi suddenly sighed.
It always feels like an era has come to an end.