The style was based on the tracksuits Torikaze had suggested—fairly loose, but not overly bulky.
Might Duy and his son had liked the clothes at first sight.
Over the past five months, they had gradually bought quite a few more.
After changing into normal clothes, the villagers' impression of the father and son had shifted from "those perverted father and son in green tights" to "look at how hardworking those two are."
The change in discussion made the pair very happy, and no one complained about them anymore.
The villagers they encountered along their route would smile and greet them, sometimes even joining them for a run.
Most people simply could not keep up with the father and son.
"Guy, we must remember this kindness. If the Hatake Clan ever needs anything in the future, we must go help them."
"If Kakashi needs your help, you must lend him a hand too. Understand?"
Might Guy nodded almost without hesitation. "Of course. Kakashi and I are already very good friends."
"Come to think of it, I've been so busy changing that I forgot to challenge Kakashi these past few months. What you said reminded me."
Might Duy laughed heartily. "Then after we finish training, go find Kakashi and have a match."
With that, the father and son resumed their run.
The heavy snow in the sky gradually stopped, and the people of Konoha began waking from their sleep.
Looking at the expanse of white outside their windows, everyone felt troubled.
With so much snow, clearing it would be no easy task. Snowfall might be romantic, but shoveling snow was truly miserable.
The Cloud Clan Grounds, however, did not have that problem. By the time Torikaze got up that morning, he had already cleared away all the snow.
He had also dispersed