Kenji nodded slightly, a somewhat stiff smile on his face.
"I was just kidding. I like Konan the best too."
Hearing this, Konan's face regained its bright smile.
"Konan always believes in Kenji-nii-san, so don't joke around like that, or I might actually believe it."
After saying this, Konan took Kenji's hand and started walking towards the ninja school again.
Just then, a cool breeze gently blew past, and Kenji suddenly felt a chill on his back.
During that brief exchange, Kenji's back had actually broken out in a cold sweat.
When did Konan become a yandere? Am I going to be locked in a basement in the future...?
Recalling everything that had just happened, a lingering fear appeared on Kenji's face.
As they got closer to the ninja school, more and more students began to appear on the road.
However, these students weren't accompanied by their parents.
After all, these little brats were at that age where everyone hated them.
If any student was escorted to school by their parents, it would spread throughout the entire school before noon, earning them the nickname "crybaby."
Kenji had witnessed this firsthand at the ninja school.
That unlucky kid's nickname stuck with him until graduation.
Just as Kenji was looking around, wanting to see if anyone would be foolish enough to provoke him,
He was surprised to find that when these students passed by and saw Konan, they all lowered their heads and quickened their pace.
It was as if the harmless Konan next to him was some hideous monster, and they would be doomed if they walked too slowly.
"Konan, it seems like those students are a little afraid of you. What's going on?"
"It's just that I picked a few lucky ones before and let them experience the feeling of 'flying'."
Although Konan's answer was very understated, as if it were as commonplace as drinking a bowl of soy milk in the morning,
A scene appeared in Kenji's mind:
Several little brats, crying and screaming, were being tossed around, soaring freely in the sky.
No wonder these people were so afraid of Konan.
However, Kenji didn't intend to lecture Konan.
As a thoroughgoing egoist, Kenji only cared about the feelings of those around him.
Soon, Kenji reluctantly sent Konan into the ninja school, and after promising to pick her up in the afternoon, he left the ninja school.
Just as Kenji was wondering where to go next, a middle-aged man with a completely apathetic aura suddenly appeared in front of him.
"I only have barley tea here. Just make do with it."
In the living room of Kakashi's house, Sakumo Hatake handed a cup of barley tea to Kenji.
Kenji didn't stand on ceremony and immediately picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
The barley tea, fresh from the refrigerator, had a slight chill that ran down his throat, instantly dispelling the summer heat.
Kenji put down the cup, looked at Sakumo Hatake opposite him, and said:
"What do you want to see me about?"
Sakumo immediately revealed a dead fish eye expression, and replied in an annoyed tone:
"Can't I just ask you to have some tea? But I do have something I wanted to trouble you with. I heard you're planning to become a team leader? What do you think of Kakashi? I'm not bragging, I wasn't that good at Kakashi's age. He's truly worthy of being my son."
Hearing this, Kenji sighed softly.
Sakumo, who had once dominated the battlefield, was now willing to put aside his pride and go through back channels for his son. Truly, a parent's heart is the same the world over.
"If you're so worried about Kakashi, why don't you come out of retirement and be a team leader yourself?"
Faced with Kenji's question, Sakumo waved his hand.
"I'm old, I can't fight anymore. Now is the time for you young people."
"If you say that, wouldn't that mean that a certain old man who's the Hokage has one foot in the grave?"
As soon as this was said, Kenji and Sakumo Hatake looked at each other and then burst into a loud laughter.
As a Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi's prestige in the village was still relatively high.
But, clearly, the two people in the living room didn't have much respect for him.
After the laughter, Sakumo sat up straight again.
"Then do you have any teachers you can recommend?"
Although Kenji hadn't said it explicitly, Sakumo already understood that Kakashi wouldn't become his student.
Actually, Kenji was quite interested in Kakashi.
However, there was no room for a boy in the team he wanted to form.
If nothing unexpected happened, the members of Kenji's team should be Konan, Kurenai Yuhi, and Rin Nohara.
Konan for long-range attacks and close combat, Kurenai for control, and Rin for healing. A pretty perfect setup.
Gender aside, Kakashi's position overlapped somewhat with Konan's.
And the reason why Kenji was becoming a team leader was also for Konan.
So, Kenji could only apologize to Sakumo.
"What about Minato? That kid is a true genius, and he's even learned the legendary Flying Thunder God Technique. His future is limitless."
Hearing this, Sakumo stroked his chin, revealing a thoughtful expression.
"Minato is indeed a good choice. He should be the second strongest of Konoha's younger generation, but there's a problem."
"What problem?"
"The problem is that I don't have any relationship with Minato. Wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to suddenly ask him to take Kakashi as a student?"
"That's simple. Just beg me. I'll talk to Minato for you."
Kenji couldn't help but tease.
However, to his surprise, Sakumo actually lowered his head and said:
"I'm begging you, please help me."
"Ew~ You're so gross..."
Kenji rubbed his arms, goosebumps had appeared all over them.
If a cute girl said that, Kenji would be very happy.
But if it was an uncle with dead fish eyes in front of him,
Kenji's mood wouldn't be so pleasant.
Afterwards, Kenji and Sakumo began to talk about the past, mostly about the events of the Second Shinobi World War.
After all, their twisted fate also started from that time.
The time passed quickly in conversation.
Clearly, Kenji had forgotten something very important.
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