Qingchuan's voice was not loud.
But it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly.
Jiraiya's face instantly became extremely embarrassed...
"About this... ~cough!"
"I think I can explain it.-"
After some adjustment, Jiraiya's face suddenly became serious.
"Look!" Green Tea Qingchuan exclaimed at the right time, "He doesn't look like a good person even more!"
Jiraiya's face immediately darkened.
Kakashi helplessly touched his forehead...
He, should already know what happened.
"That... Qingchuan, there may be some misunderstanding here."
"Mainly because this lord usually... has some special, needs?"
Kakashi, who was preparing to clarify for Jiraiya, kept confirming his eyes with Jiraiya.
Jiraiya was overjoyed when he saw this!
Good grandson!
This sage didn't dote on you for nothing!
"Yes, yes! As a well-known bestselling author, this sage usually has some special... what?"
Jiraiya, who suddenly felt something was wrong, gradually became confused.
Qingchuan's eyes became more and more contemptuous...
And Itachi next to him was gradually frowning.
Special hobbies...
Peeking at Qingchuan and Anko-senpai...
It seemed that the rumors about this lord were true.
Unconsciously, Itachi's eyes were extremely cold.
Jiraiya frowned.
Huh?
There was killing intent?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Just then.
Several masked figures appeared, burly and disciplined, it was the Anbu directly under the command of the Hokage.
"Jiraiya-sama, the Third Hokage invites you."
The Third Hokage's summons also indirectly confirmed Jiraiya's identity.
Jiraiya's face finally relaxed, and he was even a little smug...
The old man's order was so pleasant for the first time...
"In that case, this lord will go to see the Hokage."
"Kakashi, come with me... the first draft of my new work is already written!"
Kakashi's eyes lit up!
But noticing that there was Qingchuan and Itachi next to him.
He quickly coughed pretentiously...
"Uh... then, Qingchuan, Itachi, I'll go first."
"Farewell!"
...
When everyone had completely left.
Qingchuan and Itachi were left again in the same place.
Itachi's eyes were no longer cold, and even a little nervous.
It was a feeling that he hadn't had in a long time...
"Qingchuan... long time no see."
Qingchuan's heart skipped a beat.
But he still responded politely, "Yes, Itachi-kun, long time no see."
"That... I'm really sorry for missing your Chūnin Exams!"
Qingchuan suddenly thought of Anko's instructions.
It seemed that he still had to give a gift today...
But the key was that he was empty-handed now, and if he went to buy it directly... it seemed too perfunctory?
For a moment, Qingchuan didn't know what to do.
"It's okay!" Itachi replied quickly, "I know there are many Anbu missions, Qingchuan... there's no need to apologize."
He should be the one apologizing, right?
Itachi's eyes suddenly darkened, and his heart felt uncomfortable.
If he could enter Anbu earlier, how much could he share with Qingchuan?
Or when he was taking the graduation exam back then.
If he could have been more competitive, he might have been the one selected by that man, right?
Itachi thought about these possibilities almost every once in a while.
Unfortunately...
There was no possibility.
He was lagging behind during the exam, that man didn't choose him, so he chose Qingchuan.
So after that man defected, like his father said, Qingchuan could only use this method to help the Uchiha clear their name.
As a result.
The time for the two to meet became less and less.
And the distance between the two... seemed to be getting further and further away.
"That... Itachi-kun, if you don't mind, this handkerchief... is for you."
At this time.
Qingchuan, who had finally found something on his body that could barely be considered a gift, took out the handkerchief that Anko had given him.
He was a little guilty.
This handkerchief... was indeed Anko's "birthday gift".
But it was not a real birthday gift.
It was just that Anko came back from a mission and happened to see a handkerchief selling a clearance sale on the roadside, all at cabbage prices.
Then... Anko bought them all.
And because Qingchuan refused at first, in order to make Qingchuan accept it, she euphemistically called it a "birthday handkerchief"...
Qingchuan had more than a dozen like this at home.
Moreover.
Most importantly... he had just wiped his mouth with this handkerchief when he had breakfast.
Although he had wiped his mouth pretentiously, and there might not be any bun smell...
But he was really a little embarrassed to use it as a gift...
.... . ....
But he really didn't have anything to give!
Apart from the twenty ryō bill in his pocket, he also had Senbonzakura in his hand!
How could he take it out?!
Qingchuan's eyes became more and more empty...
Itachi was also stunned.
It was not the first time he had received a gift from a girl.
When he was in school, many of his female classmates had given him gifts, all kinds of things.
But he had refused them all.
His father had taught him... don't take things from others.
We can buy them ourselves...
But this was a gift from Qingchuan!
And... compared to those female classmates, this handkerchief...
Sure enough.
It fits Qingchuan's personality very well.
Clean, peaceful...
"Thank you, Qingchuan."
Taking the handkerchief with both hands, Itachi put it in his palm and said sincerely.
"I like it very much."
"I will take good care of it."
Qingchuan was stunned.
"Uh... it's good that you like it."
"But..."
"It's best to wash it."
"After all... I've used it."
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