The unfinished bridge was grand and majestic, its incompleteness lending it a unique beauty.
A gentle breeze blew. The sea reflected the sky, and the emerald waters connected with the heavens. At first, their shades were clearly distinct, but farther away, water and sky blurred together.
The girl sat by the bridge with a fishing rod in hand. Her legs dangled in the air, swinging now and then. She looked utterly relaxed, enjoying this rare moment of peace.
The white-haired young man sat beside her, one hand braced against the ground and the other holding a book. He was immersed in the beautiful world described within, looking tranquil and at ease.
What a warm and peaceful scene.
Warm my ass! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
Kakashi was doing this on purpose, wasn't he?!
This lecherous middle-aged uncle had deliberately created such a warm atmosphere. His motives were far from pure.
Was he trying to hit on me?
Hadn't Kakashi noticed that the atmosphere was getting a little strange?
Hinata truly couldn't take it anymore and had no choice but to find a topic to talk about.
"Teacher Kakashi, have you ever liked a girl before?"
Kakashi's only visible right eye shifted slightly away from his book as he glanced at Hinata.
Hinata received the message Kakashi wanted to convey—he didn't want to talk to her, and he rolled his eye at her.
"Teacher Kakashi, you'll be thirty in a few years, right?"
"Are you planning to go on blind dates in the future?"
"Most people your age should already be married with children, shouldn't they?"
"There should be plenty of marriageable women among the Jonin. Is there anyone you like?"
"Listen, when pursuing a girl, you have to take the initiative. You absolutely can't be too afraid to speak. First, let her understand your