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After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic clan members, Uchiha Tōshirō stepped out of the Uchiha compound and entered Konoha Village.
Looking up, from left to right, were the massive stone faces of the First, Second, and Third Hokage. Although their expressions were somewhat stiff, they had been watching over the village and its inhabitants since the day they were carved.
"What a brilliant idea! Carving their faces into huge stone statues to watch over the village, and to have the villagers look up to them. This inspires people to strive for the protection of the village, the safety of everyone, and the goal of becoming a Hokage!"
The First Hokage might have been a bit silly in the anime, but his ideas were pretty sound.
Strolling along the main street of the village, Uchiha Tōshirō was lost in thought as he took in the bustling market.
"Is this the Hokage Tower?" It looked even uglier than in the anime, with an overall oval shape, like an egg standing upright with the protruding ends cut off, and painted red on the outside.
He couldn't help but comment on the Hokage Tower's unique sense of aesthetics. Passing through the bustling market, he walked past the Konoha Hospital, the Ninja Academy, and the Konoha Police Force Headquarters.
Barbecue Q was already there, but he didn't see Ichiraku Ramen. Had it not opened yet...
By now, Uchiha Tōshirō had been wandering around for over an hour. He was wearing a Fox Exorcism Mask at an angle on his head, holding a small paper bag in one hand and a skewer of Tri-Color Dango in the other, savoring it with relish.
"As expected, the famous Tri-Color Dango of Konoha is delicious..."
He hadn't planned to buy anything, but then he remembered the two hundred ryō that Sister Mika had stuffed into his pocket before he left, and her concerned gaze.
After some consideration, he decided to buy a toy to bring back to make Sister Mika feel at ease. As for the Tri-Color Dango, it was influenced by the anime, and he had only intended to try it, but it turned out to be quite delicious.
Just then, a small white figure darted out from the side.
"Be careful, Kakashi, don't bump into anyone..." Behind the white figure were a couple, their eyes fixed on the child in front of them. However, their warning seemed to come a bit too late.
With a dull thud, the white-haired child collided with someone, causing them both to fall over. Uchiha Tōshirō's paper bag of Tri-Color Dango also fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?"
The husband, who had been following the child, quickly picked up the paper bag from the ground, while the wife helped the white-haired child, who had fallen on his bottom, to his feet.
"Kakashi was too rash just now. Did he hurt you?"
Checking the paper bag, he found it undamaged and handed it back to Uchiha Tōshirō, apologizing profusely.
"It's okay, I'm not hurt..."
"I heard him call the white-haired kid Kakashi! Could this white-haired man be the White Fang of Konoha, Sakumo Hatake, who only appeared twice in the anime?"
Looking at the apologetic white-haired man in front of him, with a gentle face and not particularly tall stature, his messy medium-length white hair tied into a small ponytail at the back, dressed in casual clothes, it was hard to associate him with the famous 'White Fang' of the battlefield.
At this moment, the woman, who had been a step behind, also helped the fallen Kakashi to his feet.
"Kakashi! I told you not to run around in the street. Now you've bumped into someone! How rude..."
As she scolded Kakashi, she also smiled apologetically at Uchiha Tōshirō.
"I'm fine, Auntie." He took the paper bag from Sakumo Hatake and replied. At the same time, his mind was recalling the story of Sakumo Hatake, who had been blamed by the village for abandoning a mission to save a comrade, and was not understood by his friends, eventually leading to his tragic suicide.
And Kakashi's mother, who was never shown in the original story. Did she die on a mission later, or did she commit suicide with Sakumo Hatake?
Perhaps due to the aftereffects of the fusion of two souls after his transmigration, or the anxiety of being in a new world, Tōshirō had been unable to control his wandering thoughts and often spaced out these past few days.
Seeing that the child was really not hurt and had a thoughtful look in his eyes, "Do you know me?" Sakumo Hatake patted Tōshirō's head curiously.
"I've heard the clan members talk about you, saying you're a hero of Konoha." Tōshirō didn't say much, responding calmly.
"I'm sorry, I was too rash." At this moment, Kakashi, urged by the woman, reluctantly apologized to Tōshirō.
"It's okay, no need to apologize. But be more careful when playing in the street next time!" As he spoke, he reached out and ruffled the two-year-old Kakashi's head, who was much shorter than him. Having been patted on the head by adults so many times recently, it had become a source of great frustration for him. Well, now that he had run into Kakashi, he could return the favor. o(∩_∩)o Haha
"Is it a girl? ≥≤" Tōshirō asked Sakumo Hatake knowingly.
At this moment, Kakashi wasn't wearing his signature mask, and he didn't have the deadpan eyes he would have later. He had a somewhat cheerful look.
However, he looked more like his mother than his father. His face was quite delicate, almost androgynous. The beauty mark at the corner of his mouth added a touch of feminine charm. No wonder he would later cover his face with a mask; based on Tōshirō's experience, if he grew up, he would surely make many girls swoon.
"Uh, it's a boy." Sakumo Hatake scratched his head, embarrassed, while his wife chuckled.
As a mother, she was quite satisfied with her son's handsome appearance, and watching his reactions was one of her greatest joys as a mother!
Listening to the black-haired man's conversation with his father and his mother's laughter, the young Kakashi felt a strange tingling in his eyes.
A wave of indignation swept through him, and he secretly resolved to convince his father to get him a mask when he got home.
He wanted to hide his beautiful face from the world, to be admired only by himself. At the same time, he couldn't help but give the man in front of him a big eye roll...
"Nice to meet you, here's a gift for you!"
He took off the Fox Exorcism Mask from his head and thrust it into Kakashi's hands, ignoring the bewildered look on his face.
Turning around gracefully, he waved and left.
"I'm back!" After parting ways with the Hatake family, Tōshirō didn't continue his stroll. He walked back to the clan compound with his short legs.
"Sister Mika, I brought you Tri-Color Dango."
"Ah, Tōshirō is so thoughtful! You even remembered your sister while shopping, let me reward you!" She picked up Tōshirō and kissed him on the cheek.
(End of Chapter)