"Sasuke, let's go!"
"Naruto, go to bed early!"
After calling out, Kakashi exchanged a knowing look with Jiraiya—one that only fellow perverts could understand—before heading back to the Uchiha clan's compound with Sasuke. Since the Uchiha district was relatively remote and lacked much developmental value, the Third Hokage had kindly allowed Sasuke to keep it.
As for everything else of value in the compound—it was all long gone.
After dropping Sasuke off, Kakashi gazed at the starry sky, feeling a rare wave of loneliness.
Life is like a journey. At the beginning, you're full of expectations, surrounded by people. But as you keep walking, eventually you part ways with many of them.
It was through this journey that Kakashi had learned to grow.
"The wind tonight... is quite restless."
With a sigh, he quickly returned to his home. After a rapid three-minute shower, Kakashi dove under the covers.
He pulled out a worn book from under his pillow — well-thumbed and familiar. Flipping through it lazily, he tossed it aside a few moments later.
"No illustrations. One star."
"Holy Light-sensei are still the best. Those mid-Chapter illustrations... absolute masterpieces!"
He muttered quietly, then hesitated for a moment before forming hand seals and pressing his palm to the ground.
"Sealing Technique: Release!"
Black sealing marks spread across the floor. A book materialized before him. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
Kakashi darted his eyes around sneakily, making sure no one was watching. Then, feeling relieved, he opened the book—instantly greeted by scantily clad, voluptuous women.
Kakashi's breathing instantly became heavier.
He flipped through page after page, completely immersed, before finally setting the book down with satisfaction. Then, using the Body Flicker Technique, he vanished into the bathroom. The sound of rushing water soon followed.
Kakashi emerged with a blissful expression.
"You're truly my greatest treasure!" he sighed happily.
"Though it's a shame Holy Light-sensei hasn't released new material recently."
"That's enough for today. We'll have more fun together next time!"
With that, he formed hand seals again.
Maybe it was just his imagination, but his hands moved slightly faster than before.
"Sealing Technique!"
Black seals spread again, engulfing his precious treasure. When they finished forming, the book vanished, and Kakashi collapsed back onto his futon.
"Another beautiful day!"
"Thank you, Holy Light-sensei, for bringing me joy!"
Kakashi had just closed his eyes when he abruptly snapped them open again, staring in bewilderment at the ceiling.
There, hanging upside down like some green-skinned apparition, was Maito Gai, his eyes burning with enthusiasm as he gazed at him.
"You—"
"When did you get here?"
Kakashi struggled to keep his composure. This was a situation he had never encountered before.
Ding...
The true successor of White Fang, Maito Gai, had arrived.
"Kakashi, my eternal rival! To think you still have secrets I haven't uncovered! Quick, tell me—what's written in that book?"
'Damn it!'
'Like hell I can tell you that!'
Kakashi wiped the cold sweat from his face. Looking at Maito Gai's curious expression, he realized—if Gai spread this around, his social life would be over.
Imagine—the elite Jonin, Hatake Kakashi, the famed "Copy Ninja" of Konoha, master of over a thousand jutsu, caught pleasuring himself at home.
His fans would be devastated.
"Gai, you must've seen wrong!" Kakashi decided to play dumb.
As long as he kept a straight face, Gai wouldn't be able to corner him.
"Is that so..." Gai hopped down from the ceiling, then reached over to where Kakashi had hidden the book and felt around. Shaking his head, he frowned.
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