"Hey, Kakashi, weren't you supposed to go out on patrol with our squad? Why aren't you leaving?"
After breakfast, Obito and Rin checked their ninja tools and set out for their patrol mission. But after walking a short distance, they realized Kakashi hadn't followed. Confused, they turned to look at him.
"Ah…"
Kakashi, who had already finished eating, glanced at Akashō, who was still leisurely finishing his meal, and said,
"I have another assignment. Minato-sensei should've arranged someone else to take my place. You can go ask."
Hearing this, Akashō and Obito exchanged strange looks.
"Another assignment? What kind of assignment?"
"That's classified."
"Classified??"
A flicker of understanding crossed Obito's eyes, but it quickly turned into a slightly jealous, sour tone.
"Don't tell me it's some important secret mission. Man, that's nice… Kakashi the jonin getting to carry out confidential tasks."
"Shut up."
"I'm done eating."
Akashō thoughtfully set down his bowl, stood up, and prepared to leave. Kakashi, who had been holding back until now, also stood and followed him.
Akashō stopped, turned around expressionlessly, and looked Kakashi up and down.
"Aren't you supposed to be on a secret mission? Why are you following me?"
Kakashi said nothing.
"Don't tell me… your mission is to watch me."
Akashō pulled out a faint smile.
"Not watch. Protect."
"Protect? I, the great—"
His words got stuck in his throat. He had originally wanted to say,
"I, the great Moon Sword Demon, need protection from a trash jonin like you?" But that wasn't something he could say here—Minato was nearby.
"The great what?"
"Nothing."
Akashō puffed his cheeks and turned away, ignoring Kakashi. If he wanted to follow, then let him.
After that, Akashō found a secluded corner to relieve himself. Kakashi stood a few meters behind him, staring at his back.
"For crying out loud, I'm taking a piss and you're still watching? Don't you know you can't go if someone's staring at your back?!"
Akashō held it in for several minutes without a single drop, finally complaining in frustration.
"Oh."
Kakashi responded and casually walked to stand in front of him, staring.
Akashō: "…"
After staring for two seconds, Kakashi nodded seriously.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!"
After finishing, Akashō went straight back to the tent Minato had assigned him and lay down to sleep. Kakashi followed like a shadow, sticking close without ever leaving.
Akashō lay on the bedding, tossing and turning for a long time, but Kakashi's gaze felt like tangible flames pinned to his face, making it impossible to fall asleep.
Irritated, Akashō wrapped himself completely in the blanket, blocking Kakashi's view.
Finally, some peace.
A few minutes later, drenched in sweat, he crawled back out.
"What are you staring at? Why don't you just get in here and sleep too?!"
"Sure."
Under Akashō's stiff gaze, Kakashi climbed right into the blanket without hesitation, resting his head and lying on his side, his eyes still locked onto Akashō's face.
Akashō's mouth twitched. He turned over, facing away from Kakashi. But after a while, he suddenly felt like his backside was strangely exposed and unsafe, so he turned back and gestured at Kakashi.
"You. Turn around."
"Oh."
Since they were already under the same blanket, Kakashi didn't insist on keeping him in sight and turned over.
Now, finally, he could sleep.
Akashō let out a breath and closed his eyes. He was truly exhausted.
"Guh!"
Akashō held his breath and slowly opened his eyes. "Kakashi… did you eat chives for lunch?"
"Huh? How did you know?"
"No shit!!"
Akashō kicked Kakashi in the butt and sent him flying out of the blanket.
...
Five months passed in the blink of an eye.
Akashō now had bloodshot eyes, looking utterly miserable. His gaunt face made him look like a junkie who could get shoulder-thrown by an ant.
With lifeless eyes, he looked at the culprit beside him—Kakashi.
Five months!
A full five months!
No one knew how he had survived these five months!
Can you imagine what it's like to have a humanoid camera with self-awareness staring at you 24/7?
Especially for someone like Akashō, who was used to being alone and highly valued personal privacy—this felt like forcing someone with OCD to stare at a perfectly clean window with one filthy spot right in the middle, or making a germaphobe grab a pile of dog crap with their bare hands.
Disgusting beyond words!
And Kakashi acted like a tireless robot that didn't even need to use the bathroom, sticking to him every second.
As for getting rid of him, Akashō had tried everything—soft methods, hard methods—nothing worked.
What infuriated him even more was that when he went to Minato to explain the situation, that guy actually said, completely righteously, that it was "for his own good."
What utter bullshit!
If this continued, Akashō felt like he'd go insane.
And the source of all this torment—the real culprit—was Minato!
He was the one who dragged him back to this damn place. He was the one who insisted on keeping him here. He was the one who made Kakashi watch him constantly. And he was the one who kept coming by to check on him, leaving Flying Thunder God marks all over his body so he'd have no chance to escape.
That guy was a complete freak!
A lifelong enemy—his lifelong enemy!
Minato Namikaze was truly Akashō's lifelong enemy!!
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