As Long as You're Happy

Bang bang bang!

On the Uchiha Clan's training ground, two figures, like flowing shadows, swiftly and fiercely clashed and fought.

Their movements were incredibly swift; each contact seemed to trigger a small storm, causing the surrounding air to churn and time to seem to freeze in the face of their speed.

Koki and Kakashi are engaged in a fierce battle here.

Koki's figure was elegant and agile, and every movement he made revealed the agility and precision unique to the Uchiha Clan.

His Sharingan flashed a flame-like red light during the fierce battle, keenly observing Kakashi's every move.

Kakashi, on the other hand, responded with a calm and composed demeanor. His short sword, like a dancing silver dragon, traced a deadly path through the air, each swing revealing an invisible killing intent.

His gaze was sharp as a knife, allowing him to accurately pinpoint the optimal moment to launch an attack, even in the midst of a rapidly changing battle.

Time slips away silently like sand. Today is Saturday, and several days have passed since the last match with Shisui.

Koki recently noticed a strange phenomenon: for some reason, both Obito and Shisui, his two close friends who were always Shisui Obito side, seemed to be deliberately avoiding his gaze.

Whenever their eyes met unintentionally, Obito would quickly avert his gaze like a startled deer, as if trying to hide something beneath his focused facade.

Shisui's change was even more obvious. Whenever his gaze met Koki's, his face would blush slightly, as if he had some secret hidden in his heart and dared not look directly at Koki.

This left Koki completely baffled. Had she offended them both?

Koki's mind was in turmoil, but she still couldn't find the answer. If Obito was angry because of that 'promise letter,' it would be somewhat understandable.

What happened to Shisui? After all, I took care of him all night when he had a fever.

Thinking of the meticulous care Shisui had given him in the past, which contrasted sharply with her current indifference, even Koki couldn't help but feel a ripple of emotion in his heart.

It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. These past two days, Shisui has been avoiding him, Koki is really finding it a bit strange.

It's like... like being used to being woken up by the warm sunshine every morning, and then suddenly waking up one day to find the sky outside the window covered with dark clouds, inevitably feeling a little lost and uneasy.

On the training field, the two figures intertwined in the sunlight. Every leap and landing of theirs was like a meticulously choreographed move, full of the combination of power and beauty.

The surrounding air seemed to respond to their call, transforming into invisible cheerleaders, accompanying each clash of fists and kicks.

Suddenly, Koki's figure moved like a cheetah poised to pounce, unleashing a sharp kick.

Kakashi shifted to the side, his short sword tracing a silver arc in the air, aiming straight for Koki's vitals.

However, Koki seemed to have anticipated this move. His body twisted inexplicably in the air, dodging Kakashi's attack in a way that defied common sense.

Koki spun like a whirlwind, kicking out and accurately striking Kakashi's Clone Technique, blasting it into a cloud of smoke.

Kakashi, not to be outdone, used the same move, but Koki had already anticipated her move, leaning back repeatedly to skillfully dodge the successive rows of Shuriken.

These sharp weapons were driven into the ground like a chain reaction; if Koki had hesitated in the slightest, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Koki was still internally complaining, how could everyone wield Shuriken so skillfully?

Just as he regained his footing, he suddenly noticed a rock behind him quietly blooming, spewing out a ring of white smoke! It turned out that this was an ambush that Kakashi had already set up.

He concealed himself here using Transformation Technique, silently approaching Koki, his hand Kunai tightly, aiming at Mitsuki's back.

At the same time, he gripped the transparent thread tightly with his other hand and pulled hard.

Suddenly, the Shuriken that had been dancing in the air seemed to be awakened ferocious beasts, roaring as they swooped down towards Koki.

This pincer attack instantly blocked all of Koki's escape routes.

Koki stopped moving, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily, a barely perceptible hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

Seeing that Koki stood still, as if she had completely lost the will to resist, Kakashi quickly put away all his weapons.

"Sigh." Koki let out a long sigh, like a wisp of sorrow in the evening breeze, as he walked slowly to the bench beside him with heavy steps. He sat down wearily, placing his hands lightly on his trembling knees, his head hanging low.

Kakashi watched his retreating figure, a wave of guilt washing over him.

He thought he had angered Koki by not holding back, and his heart tightened. He followed Koki closely, sat down next to him, looked at him with heartache, and softly apologized, "I'm sorry."

Koki raised her head, her gaze falling on Kakashi's handsome face, which was not covered.

His features were exquisite, like an artist's masterpiece: a straight nose, clear lip lines, and most striking of all, his short, shimmering silver hair.

The silver wasn't a dull gray-white, but rather, under the sunlight, it resembled stars in the Milky Way, both serene and dazzling, perfectly complementing his aloof temperament.

On Kakashi's delicate face, the tense expression at this moment was like a rich, vivid painting, outlining a heart-stirring picture.

Koki was initially immersed in his own feelings of disappointment, but when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Kakashi's unusually tense expression, his state of mind subtly changed, and a subtle ripple stirred within him.

Kakashi usually maintains a detached and unperturbed demeanor, appearing calm and composed in the face of any storm.

However, at this moment, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a trace of worry, even a hint of panic and helplessness.

It's as if their unhappiness is the biggest thing in the world.

This contrast surprised Koki, but she couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Koki's lips involuntarily curled upwards. He tried his best to suppress the laughter that was about to burst out, but in the end, he couldn't. A soft laugh, like a spring breeze, inadvertently escaped from his throat.

This sudden burst of laughter broke the surrounding dull atmosphere and made Kakashi's expression even more astonished, as if he couldn't understand how Koki could leap out of the abyss of despair and burst into laughter in the blink of an eye.

"Kakashi, it's rare to see you like this, hahaha." Koki said with a laugh, his laughter carrying a hint of teasing, but also revealing a sense of relief and ease.

"As long as you're happy." Kakashi was taken aback when he heard Koki's laughter, but then he also smiled gently.

He shook his head slightly, as if mocking his own erratic behavior.