After briefly explaining what had happened over the past few days, Nohara Rin left for the time being.
By now, Hagoromo had no choice but to accept the fact that he had become the White Yaksha. What was so hard to accept about that? It was already good enough that they had not called him the Spiky-Haired Masked Hero.
What he had not expected was that after Rin left, Kakashi still chose to remain.
That left Hagoromo rather puzzled. He and Kakashi did not have much contact, did they? Forget contact—they did not even seem remotely familiar with each other. From beginning to end, they had probably exchanged fewer than ten sentences.
Was he staying behind to look after him? Surely not.
"Um..."
Kakashi spoke at that moment, but he seemed hesitant, as though he was a little embarrassed or awkward.
Well, although the man wore a mask all year round, the look in his eyes gave off exactly that impression.
Hey, hey, don't look at me like that. Is that expression supposed to send this story down some weird romantic route?
As it turned out, Hagoromo's imagination was running a little wild.
Kakashi had serious business to discuss.
"Kamishiraishi..."
"Just call me Hagoromo," Hagoromo quickly said. He was not very comfortable with all that "-kun" and "-san" stuff.
"...Hagoromo, there's a ninjutsu I want to show you."
As he spoke, Kakashi began forming hand seals without waiting for Hagoromo's reaction.
He clearly was not showing Hagoromo this ninjutsu because he needed guidance. Rather, as a ninja, he felt that now that he could use this technique, it was best to inform its original creator.
The instant Hagoromo saw the hand seals Kakashi formed, he understood why Kakashi had remained here and insisted on showing him this ninjutsu.
Ox—Rabbit—Monkey.
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