Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too arrogant

Chapter 528 The Voice of the Soul

And so, a while passed peacefully.

The campfire still crackled and burned, and a gentle night breeze carried the sound of a distant stream and the fragrance of grass and trees; everything seemed so peaceful and serene.

Yamato sat by the campfire, but his gaze kept drifting towards Rin.

He really couldn't understand it.

What's going on with that butterfly, that butterfly that's been sticking to Lin since just now?

It would perch on Lin's shoulder for a moment, then land on the back of her hand, and then flutter around her hair, like... like a child who hasn't seen a loved one for too long and is reluctant to part after finally reuniting.

But it was clearly just a butterfly.

A wild, ordinary butterfly that should be wary of all living things.

What Yamato couldn't understand even more was Rin's attitude.

She wasn't bothered at all.

Instead of being disgusted, she looked at the tiny flying insect with gentle eyes, spoke to it softly, and let it stay on her body.

Is this still the same strong female ninja he had heard about, who didn't hesitate to charge into Kakashi's Lightning Blade on the battlefield for the sake of the village?

After a while, Lin stood up a little embarrassed. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her eyes were a little evasive, and she said softly.

"Um... I'll be right back."

She walked deeper into the woods, her steps somewhat hurried.

The butterfly immediately took flight, wanting to follow.

"Okay."

Lin stopped, turned around, and reached out her hand to gently block the small figure that wanted to follow her.

"I'll come back to stay with you, but you can't come with me now. I'm going to the bathroom, so stay here and be good, understand?"

The butterfly hovered in mid-air, its wings fluttering gently. Then, it made a move that nearly made Yamato's eyes pop out—

It drooped its wings in disappointment.

That posture, that appearance, that emotion emanating from his entire being—it was clearly the expression of a child who had been rejected and could only obediently wait.

Yamato blinked hard, and sure enough, he really saw a bug showing a "disappointed" expression.

But that butterfly was indeed feeling lost; it was far too anthropomorphic.

"I see." Kakashi's matter-of-fact voice rang out from the side. He turned to look at Yamato. "Then, Yamato, I'll leave it to you."

Yamato's eyebrows twitched a few times; he knew, of course, what Kakashi was instructing him on.

"Um...no need, it's too much trouble for you..."

Rin's voice came from the edge of the woods, sounding embarrassed. Of course, she trusted Yamato's character, after all, he was Kakashi's trusted junior. She just really felt that it was too embarrassing to do such a thing with the abilities of the First Hokage.

"It's alright, Lin."

Kakashi answered without hesitation, a lazy smile appearing on his face.

"While enduring harsh environments during missions is a mandatory course for ninjas, why not use convenient tools if they are available?"

"Hey, isn't that going too far with the tools? Senpai, you definitely did that on purpose, didn't you?"

Yamato turned his head, his face full of protest and dissatisfaction. Kakashi was definitely bringing up the part of Yamato's life that he least wanted to recall.

But he obediently turned around and walked deeper into the woods.

As he walked, he began forming hand seals, preparing to use Wood Release to create a temporary toilet.

After all, it was something Kakashi had instructed them to do.

Kakashi watched Yamato's figure disappear into the woods, then stopped staring at him.

He was naturally relieved, as he had known Yamato for longer than many others.

Back when Yamato was still called "Ko," in his youth when he was still wearing the mask of an ANBU member, they were already comrades fighting side by side.

Therefore, Kakashi knew that Yamato would definitely handle the matter well without needing to keep an eye on him, urge him, or say anything unnecessary; this is the trust between comrades.

The area around the campfire quieted down.

Minato was resting with his eyes closed, leaving only Kakashi and the butterfly.

The butterfly that had been sitting there since earlier, waiting for something.

It landed on a leaf next to where Lin had just sat, its wings slightly open and closed, staring motionless in the direction Lin had left.

Kakashi stared at the butterfly; he had sensed something strange since the beginning.

His eyes conveyed a strong sense of intimacy, an intimacy that pointed not to anything else, but to the life energy of this butterfly.

The feeling was wonderful, like... like something left in my eye was resonating with this butterfly.

Kakashi was silent for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand, opening his palm towards the butterfly, wanting it to land on his hand.

The butterfly turned its head and glanced at him.

Then, it avoided it with disdain.

It moved to the side and landed on a leaf a little further away, continuing to gaze in the direction Rin had left, without even glancing at Kakashi again.

Kakashi's hand froze in mid-air. A rare hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

Is this guy really that disrespectful?

He awkwardly withdrew his hand, leaned back against the rock, and continued to gaze at the butterfly.

Fine, if they won't let us park, then they won't let us park.

Anyway, the person it's waiting for isn't itself.

Not long after, Yamato emerged from the woods.

Kakashi nodded to him as a way of expressing his gratitude, and Yamato smiled and nodded back.

But in that instant—Kakashi's gaze, seemingly casual, swept across Yamato's face, and then glanced behind him.

A while later.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone."

Lin's voice came from the edge of the woods, sounding embarrassed and awkward.

She walked quickly back to the campfire, sat back down in her spot, and straightened her clothes.

Then... the butterfly suddenly became restless.

It suddenly took off, its wings flapping rapidly at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, flying wildly through the air!

But it did not fly towards Lin.

It circled around Kakashi, flying wildly.

The sound of its wings flapping was rapid and intense; its posture and appearance clearly indicated not intimacy, but rather—vigilance.

It was wary, even hostile; it didn't approach Lin again.

Kakashi sat up slightly, his face still bearing that nonchalant expression, but his hands were clenched tightly.

"By the way, teacher."

Kakashi spoke, his voice so calm it betrayed no emotion. He turned to Minato, "Recently, Zacian has been coming here a lot, especially around lunchtime and dinnertime."

Why doesn't he want to eat at home anymore?

Upon hearing this, Minato paused for a moment. Then, an embarrassed smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Well... lately I've been practicing combos with that kid a lot, which has taken a toll on my stamina..."

"But Kushina has been having ideas for developing new dishes lately... and so, that's how it turned out."