-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Sundries -> Naruto the Strongest Kakashi Chapter 862 Painting without Flowers
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- You can search "Naruto: The Strongest Kakashi" on Baidu to find the latest chapter!
School.
"Teacher Hatake, there is a flea market on the west side of the town today. Do you want to go and check it out? I bought a lot of good things there last year." Teacher Mitsui said.
"Flea market?" Kakashi muttered.
"Yeah, I'll be there after class later. What about you? Do you want to go with me?"
¡°I have something to do, so I¡¯ll go later.¡± Kakashi smiled.
"Okay, then I'll leave first."
"Goodbye, Mr. Mitsui."
"Um."
It was the end of another day of classes, and Kakashi was sitting lazily in the office.
The others have all left, leaving only Kakashi.
"It's really not easy to be a teacher. It's much harder than teaching these two naughty kids Naruto and Sasuke before."
Kakashi sighed, it¡¯s not easy these days.
After tidying up, Kakashi left the office.
Life still has to go on.
On the way, Kakashi suddenly stopped.
"By the way, Li Zhui broke the bowl last time and had to buy a new one. I just happened to go to the flea market to see if there was anything suitable."
Thinking of this, Kakashi looked at Nishi and walked over.
There are not many people in the flea market. At first glance, it feels like going to a market.
¡°It seems like there are a lot of things here, so many people come to buy them.¡±
Kakashi sighed and also got into the market.
Soon, Kakashi found a bowl he liked, and after asking about the price, he readily bought it.
Just when Kakashi was about to leave, he was suddenly attracted by a painting.
It was a painting full of branches.
Those are the branches of the cherry blossom tree.
Kakashi frowned, this painting looked a bit complicated.
There is a touch of demonic power on it. Could it be painted by a demon?
Kakashi couldn¡¯t help but take a closer look.
The stall owner smiled when he saw this and said, "Does this gentleman like this painting?"
"This painting seems a little different." Kakashi smiled.
"Really? This is nothing to discover. Although the painter is not bad, it is not outstanding. If you like it, sir, I will give this painting to you."
"Is this okay?" Kakashi asked in surprise.
"Of course. Almost all the things I brought have been sold, and no one is interested in this painting. I also want to close the stall early and go home. Moreover, this is a painting by my friend, and he also means to find someone to appreciate it. That's fine. I think you're a good fit, sir." The stall owner smiled.
"In that case, I would be disrespectful."
Hearing this, the stall owner handed the painting directly to Kakashi.
Kakashi was not polite and took the painting directly.
After taking over the painting, Kakashi felt that the demon power in the painting seemed to be a little more powerful.
"It's interesting. It seems that this painting has something to do with monsters."
Kakashi thought to himself, planning to study it carefully when he goes home.
"Kakashi-sensei?"
Hearing this, Kakashi looked back and saw Natsume appearing behind him with the fat cat at home.
"It's Natsume, are you coming to the flea market to buy things too?" Kakashi smiled.
"Well, Aunt Tako said that there were still a few dishes missing at home, so she asked me to come over. Where is Kakashi-sensei?" Natsume asked.
"I came here to buy a bowl. I saw this painting and accepted it by the way." Kakashi smiled.
"So that's it." Natsume said suddenly.
"Well, I'll leave first. You take your time and watch."
"Okay, Kakashi-sensei."
Kakashi waved his hand, turned and left.
Teacher Neko looked at the painting in Kakashi's hand, thoughtfully.
Flag Wood House.
Kakashi hung the painting in the bedroom.
There are only dry branches in the empty painting.
"Huh¡¡"
Kakashi let out a sigh and found a black figure behind the tree.
It looks like the shadow of a young man.
"interesting."
Night.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?bsp;But I couldn't find it.
Until one day, she found this painting.
That was painted by a monster painter, and the dark shadow in the painting is Yasaka.
Miya thought that Yasaka was tired of the world, so he hid in the painting.
"Yasaka-sama once told me that I wanted to go around the world to see flowers and plants. So I traveled around with paintings. I hope that one day Yasaka-sama will heal the wounds in his heart, come out of the paintings, and chat with me again. "
When Miya said this, he showed hopeful eyes.
After Kakashi listened, he looked at the painting.
A red light flashed in his eyes.
This is indeed a painting with demonic power, but the dark shadows in the painting are only painted by the artist.
Even if the painting is really Yasaka, it is not what Miya said.
Doesn¡¯t she know? Still unwilling to accept this fact?
"Maybe he will never come out?" Kakashi said cautiously.
"No, it won't happen. Mr. Yasaka will definitely come out. Mr. Yasaka likes flowers and plants the most. In such a painting without flowers, he will definitely be very lonely. Even if he never comes out, I will bring him flowers every day. His most beautiful flower." Mi Mi said.
Kakashi looked at Mitsumi, but Mitsumi looked at the painting.
Kakashi somewhat understood.
¡°Maybe it¡¯s not that she doesn¡¯t know the facts, but she just still has such expectations.
¡°I deceive myself and others, but it is also a thought in my heart.
The life of a demon is really too long.
It¡¯s not bad to have such a thought.
It¡¯s just that dreams will wake up one day.
On that day, what will happen to Mi?
Kakashi doesn¡¯t know, and he can¡¯t comment on this behavior.
"Okay, before I take down this painting, feel free to come over and look at the flowers." Kakashi smiled.
Hearing this, Miya looked at Kakashi and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, I'll give this room to you. I'll go sleep next door."
Kakashi said and left the room.
At this time, maybe they need to be alone more.
Seeing Kakashi leave, Miya stood in front of the painting blankly.
? ? Stretching out his right hand, he quietly touched the black shadow in the painting.
"Mr. Yasaka, when will you appear again and chat with me? I really miss you."
Tears streaked across his face, flowed out from under the mask, and dropped gently to the ground.
Outside the door, Kakashi let out a long sigh, turned and left. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page