Naruto: The Strongest Kakashi

"Are you practicing?"

Orochimaru issued his own question again.

This is a question that Shuo Mao only answered lightly yesterday.

Sakumo nodded slightly, walked to Orochimaru's side, and pulled out the short knife stuck in the tree.

"I don't like others to see me when I'm practicing, so don't hide from the sidelines and peep." Shuo Mao said in a low voice.

Orochimaru smiled and said, "Okay."

Sakumo looked at Orochimaru as if, this overly handsome boy seemed to be a little different from ordinary people.

"Why are you here?"

Shuo Mao didn't know why he asked, but he just asked.

Even he himself was surprised when he asked.

"Because I was waiting for you."

Orochimaru said without thinking, with that smile on his face all the time.

Shuo Mao was taken aback, and said, "Wait for me? Why?"

"Because you are amazing."

Orochimaru said, pointing to the big tree that was cut down by Sakumo yesterday.

"Just because of this?"

"And because you're funny."

"interesting?"

Orochimaru nodded and said, "You look much smarter than that guy Jiraiya."

"Ji Lai Ye?"

Another strange name.

Shuo Mao thought for a while, he seemed to be being targeted by a strange guy.

The dagger was inserted into the scabbard behind his back, and Sakumo turned to leave.

Orochimaru suddenly said, "Sakumo, why do you practice?"

Hearing this, Shuo Mao stopped walking.

Why practice?

Shuo Mao himself didn't know this question.

Because he has been asked by his father all the time.

The Hatake family was originally small in number, but in Shuo Mao's father's generation, there are only a handful of people.

And Sakumo is the only boy in the Hatake family.

He was expected to do so.

Fortunately, Shuo Mao showed great potential at a young age.

The Hatake Sword Technique seems to be tailor-made for him, but after reading it once, he mastered it.

Although only its shape.

But for a child who is only seven or eight years old, it is already extremely rare.

Shuo Mao's father believes that Shuo Mao is the hope of the Hatake clan's resurgence.

Therefore, in the lesson of practice, Shuo Mao never stopped.

That kind of training volume is not something any child can easily imagine.

But Shuo Mao gritted his teeth and persisted.

Although the sword technique is not perfect, but the willpower has already far surpassed ordinary people.

Shuo Mao was just performing these training tasks mechanically. If you asked him why, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

And he was originally a person who was not good at expressing.

"do not know."

Finally, Shuo Mao spit out three words softly.

This is his truth.

Of course, this kind of answer is impossible to satisfy Orochimaru.

"If you don't know, why do you have to work so hard?" Orochimaru asked puzzled.

"Because I don't want to live up to my father's expectations."

"Father?"

Orochimaru was stunned, and slightly clenched his right hand under the wide sleeve.

This title is a bit heartbreaking for him now.

His parents had just passed away.

Just like all the ninjas who died to protect the village.

So did they, and two of the most ordinary of them all.

Before they were alive, they didn't seem to have any expectations of themselves.

If anything, it seems that I hope that I can live an ordinary life.

Just a ninja, so plain.

A few days ago, because of his outstanding talent, Orochimaru has been favored by Hiruza Sarutobi, and after graduating from Ninja School, he will become his disciple.

He is a man destined to become a ninja.

The change in Orochimaru's expression did not escape Sakumo's eyes.

Although Shuo Mao is not big, he has seen that look too much in these years.

That's the look of a lost loved one.

Bitter and helpless.

At the same time full of confusion.

For some reason, Shuo Mao suddenly had some sympathy for this handsome young man.

Even if he is also a child who has lost his mother.

"Sorry." Shuo Mo said softly.

Orochimaru came back to his senses and asked doubtfully, "Sorry? Why?"

"Looking at your appearance, you must have lost a loved one."

Orochimaru didn't show a sad expression when he heard the words, but said instead: "You are indeed much smarter than that idiot Jiraiya."

Seemingly surprised by Orochimaru's emotional change, Sakumo didn't know what to say for a while.

"Are you a ninja?"

Orochimaru pointed to the forehead guard on top of Sakumo's head and said.

He knew that was something that being a ninja was bestowed upon.

It symbolizes the glory of the ninja.

"yes."

"Why did you become a ninja?" Orochimaru asked.

Shuo Mao was stunned again.

This young man, who looked a little younger than himself, always seemed to ask questions that he didn't know how to answer.

Shuo Mao knew that this person, like himself, was a precocious person.

Because these problems are not the problems that children of this age should consider at all.

"Because of other people's expectations." Shuo Mao thought for a while and said.

"yes?"

Orochimaru lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I'm so envious, such a reason."

Orochimaru smiled, very gently.

Under the sun, that kind of smile makes people feel softer.

But Shuo Mao felt a little distressed.

Has he no longer even had such expectations?

The word orphan is really distressing.

"Being a ninja can change life and death?" Orochimaru said suddenly.

Sakumo shook his head without thinking, and said, "How is it possible, I've never heard of such ninjutsu."

"yes?"

Orochimaru was a little disappointed, but then smiled confidently.

"I haven't heard of it, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Maybe I can create such ninjutsu in the future. Maybe I can see my parents. What do you think? Sakumo?"

Orochimaru looked at Sakumo expectantly.

Shuo Mao knew that he wanted an affirmative answer.

Orochimaru wants someone to join him in thinking that this is not impossible.

Jiraiya that big idiot only thinks he's crazy after he knows what he's thinking.

Shuo Mao nodded subconsciously, not sure if he really thought it was okay, or if he simply didn't want to disappoint the handsome young man in front of him.

Sure enough, after Sakumo nodded, Orochimaru showed a very happy smile.

"Thank you, Sakumo."

Orochimaru said it with a smile, but tears filled his eyes.

Under the sunlight, there seemed to be something strange flowing from those eyes.

Tears ran across that pale face, across the corners of his mouth, and dripped onto the green grass.

Shuo Mo was startled.

He cried.

Why?

Nobody knows.

Sakumo took out the white cloth for wiping knives from the ninja bag and handed it to Orochimaru.

"Here, don't cry. A man is not allowed to cry."

A gust of wind blew by, and Orochimaru's tears seemed to be blown dry.

"Really? Then I won't cry anymore."

Instead, there was a faint smile.