Snow
After spending these two weeks together, Minato had a very good impression of this cousin who had seemingly fallen out of the sky.
He had no airs at all, and was extremely pleasant to be around.
He also kept public and private matters clearly separate, never bringing personal affairs into his everyday work.
Everyone who coordinated with him praised him, saying he was efficient and steady in how he handled things.
But inside the clan grounds, he was like a living clown. Although he was a few months older than Minato, no matter how you looked at him, he seemed like a child, without the slightest adult air.
Still, it was precisely that kind of personality that made everyone like him.
"Aw, Uncle can't do it anymore. Let's rest a bit, rest a bit before playing more."
Arashi lay in the snow, speaking in an accent he had picked up from who knew where.
After little Naruto heard him, he copied Arashi and lay down on the ground too.
"That won't do. Get up, quick."
Arashi hurriedly pulled Naruto out of the snowdrift. "You're still too young. What if you freeze yourself sick? You can't copy everything Uncle does."
Little Naruto got up from the snow very unwillingly, then ran back into Kushina's arms.
His face was filled with unhappiness.
Kushina pinched Naruto's little cheek with her hand. "You little rascal, your cousin-uncle is doing it for your own good."
But after Naruto heard that, he still turned his head away. Clearly, he was angry.
Arashi felt a bit of a headache too, but this little guy Naruto was the easiest to coax. He would be fine in a while.
The heavy snow gradually stopped, and the thick clouds slowly dispersed. Sunlight shone onto the ground, and the sky