Chapter 245 : Naraku: What's so funny about the bond between close friends?
After the two finished breakfast, they tidied up the messy table together.
Kakashi closed the lid, looking at the square wooden bento box, and coincidentally recalled Rin's inexplicable reaction just now.
As his face warmed up again, he couldn't help but get a headache thinking about how to explain himself when he met her later, and he was afraid that if he didn't explain clearly, he would only make things worse.
After much thought, he decided to give up and not struggle anymore.
Just then, a stack of green talismans was placed in his hand.
"Naraku, this is...?"
Kakashi picked up one, examining both sides of it.
"It's a 'healing talisman,' capable of healing internal and external injuries to a certain extent. With it, people won't die needlessly due to a lack of Medical Ninja and medicine."
Naraku took the bento box from his hand and placed it beside him, then poured a cup of hot water and pushed it towards him: "Uncle Fugaku is delivering these to Lady Tsunade, which is why he detoured here first."
-- So he wasn't here specifically to see me.
Kakashi squeezed the water cup tightly, not knowing why he felt so disappointed.
The front lines urgently needed medical supplies, and the advent of the healing talisman could save many lives. Anyone would be happy to hear such good news, but he just felt an emptiness in his heart.
Just as Kakashi was spacing out, staring at the wisps of steam rising from the cup, he noticed Naraku leaning closer to him, his expression slightly unusual.
"What's wrong? Is something amiss?"
Kakashi nervously grabbed Naraku's wrist, but saw that the latter seemed a little embarrassed, lightly scratching his cheek with the index finger of his other hand.
"But, Kakashi's healing talismans... are all specially made by me, you know."
Hearing this, Kakashi was startled, suddenly remembering a noon last summer when Naraku secretly added braised pork to his bowl, and the expression he showed after Kakashi discovered it was exactly the same as now.
-- I am the most special.
Realizing this, Kakashi's earlier vexation vanished, and his thoughts became much clearer.
Clan Head Fugaku detoured to the northern front lines to deliver the healing talismans, but Naraku came along with him; surely it wasn't just to deliver talismans.
-- It's still because of... -- No, what am I even thinking?!
Kakashi suddenly snapped back to reality, quickly shaking his head, wanting to cast all these jumbled thoughts out of his mind.
But no matter how hard he tried, the hidden joy and happiness seemed to have taken root in his mind.
He couldn't tear them out, nor could he burn them away.
Naraku sat nearby, watching Kakashi close his eyes and shake his head for a moment, then cover his head and mumble to himself, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
-- Is Kakashi okay?
-- Is the pressure of fighting on the front lines too great?
He recalled many PTSD patients he had seen in both his past and present lives and felt that something was not quite right.
-- This won't do. Later, I'll have to develop a Medical Ninjutsu to soothe the mind for Kakashi to try... -- Never mind, I'll just buy one from the system now.
Naraku pulled Kakashi's arm, dragging him towards the bed.
"Kakashi, are you still very tired? Come lie down on the bed... I recently thought of a new Medical Ninjutsu that can alleviate symptoms..."
Kakashi, who had just had a long sleep, didn't want to lie down again and tried to find a reasonable explanation for his recent behavior: "No, it's not because of fatigue. I was just thinking about the healing talisman detouring today--"
-- What nonsense am I saying?
Kakashi's incoherent words confused even himself.
Sure enough, the force on his arm suddenly increased. He quickly leaned back, trying to struggle: "Wait, Naraku, I'm really fine!"
"You're so tired you're talking nonsense... and you say you're fine...?"
The two struggled for a long time, but in the end, Kakashi succumbed to Naraku's worried and anxious gaze, obediently lying on the bed, allowing the latter to apply several layers of Medical Ninjutsu to him.
The Secret Technique: Illusory Mind Mirage Dream, which contained some Genjutsu properties, quickly took effect. Kakashi fell asleep again before he could even say a few words.
Naraku sat by the bed, pondered for a while, then turned and walked out of the tent to find Tsunade... "Yin Seal?"
Tsunade immediately put down her book when she heard her little apprentice wanted to learn the Yin Seal, leaning slightly forward, her eyes scanning Naraku up and down with a puzzled expression.
"I confirmed yesterday, your body shouldn't have any other problems."
"Lady Tsunade, actually..." Naraku lowered his head sheepishly, "...it's not for me to use."
"Oh~"
Tsunade understood. Seeing Naraku's awkward little demeanor, she immediately became playful.
So she leaned back casually in her chair, leisurely crossed her legs, and said teasingly: "Not for yourself, huh~ Then who exactly is it for? So hard to guess~"
"..." Naraku was speechless.
Looking at her little apprentice's suddenly flushed cheeks, Tsunade chuckled gleefully, and after her laughter subsided, she magnanimously waved her hand: "Come find me before you depart tomorrow. I'll have the materials ready for you then."
Naraku, relying on his last shred of rationality and self-control, barely managed to maintain his composure, obediently thanking Tsunade: "Thank you, Lady Tsunade." Then he fled in a panic.
"Hahahahaha..."
The loud laughter from behind made Naraku run even faster. He didn't slow down until he could no longer hear the laughter, then he slowly stopped, covering his face and silently screaming while squatting in the shade of a tree.
-- Mikoto, Tsunade, what's wrong with both of you?!
-- What's so funny about the bond between close friends?!
-- I'm really going to get angry now!
Naraku squatted there, sulking for a while, then suddenly realized this was a good opportunity to torment the audience. He quickly had the system arrange a few inner thoughts and wiped his eyes with his sleeve.
Thinking about how the audience would cry their eyes out when they saw this, Naraku's suppressed mood improved significantly.
He was crying happily when a slightly anxious query suddenly came from above his head: "Naraku, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
-- Oh, oops.
Naraku's body stiffened, and he slowly looked up.
Rin stood less than a meter in front of him, her face full of concern, with a hint of indignation in her eyes.
It was as if if he said he was unhappy, she would immediately rush to the culprit and give them a good beating.
"N-nothing..." Naraku hastily averted his gaze, the excuse he frantically came up with was unconvincing, "There was a gust of wind just now... it blew sand into my eyes..."
Rin opened her mouth as if to speak but then stopped, not exposing his lie. Instead, she took out a handkerchief from her small bag and handed it to Naraku, saying in a deliberately relaxed tone.
"That's too bad, but you still need to use something clean to wipe your eyes."
"Mm... thank you."
Naraku took the handkerchief and clutched it in his hand. Rin smiled and said, "You're welcome," then intended to leave, giving him space to be alone with himself.
"Rin...?"
A small voice sounded from behind. Rin thought Naraku was willing to tell her who made him sad, so she stopped and turned around, asking with concern: "What is it?"
But the other person only quietly requested: "Please, don't tell Kakashi."
Rin took a deep breath and replied, "Okay."
She thought: I think I know who made Naraku cry after all!
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