69novels Chapter 407: Can't think of a title yet.
Chapter 407: Can't think of a title yet.
After taking this classic childhood photo, Lin Sang's fatherly love was truly rekindled, and he opened his arms to the baby in Senju Hashirama's arms.
"Okay, okay, come here and let Daddy hug you."
Yuki seemed to realize that his behavior just now was not quite in line with his "manly" image, and his face turned red.
But when he saw Lin Sang opening his arms to him, he still buried his head in his father's arms.
He likes to be held by his dad—it's much softer than his mom's arms, comfortable to lean on, and his dad always has a faint fragrance on him.
After returning to Lin Sang's embrace, he curiously looked around, but when he saw so many people surrounding him, he froze instantly.
With so many people... wouldn't they all have seen what he looked like just now?
Damn it! He's supposed to be the coolest man in Konoha!
His image!!!
Waaaaaah!
Yuki's eyes were all watery and misty, and she pursed her lips tightly.
Hold on, you must hold on! He's going to become the coolest man in Konoha!
"puff--"
The next second, a big, round snot bubble popped out of his nose.
Lin Sang couldn't help but chuckle.
Hashirama Senju was almost unable to hold back his laughter, but he managed to suppress it.
Lin Sang admired this greatly—after all, he was a ninja, and his professionalism was evident; he was always good at enduring hardship.
cough cough.
Although one unexpected thing happened after another in the afternoon, thankfully nothing serious happened. Neither Aunt Kazuko nor Yuki was injured. On the contrary, they captured that guy Black Zetsu, which can be considered as solving a major problem.
Perhaps exhausted from the afternoon, Yuki fell into a deep sleep in Rin's arms before even getting home, like a little doll whose battery had run out.
Lin Sang took Yuki home first, while Senju Hashirama, Uchiha Izuna, and others headed to the Konoha office building.
Of course, Hashirama Senju's wood clone always stayed by Lin Sang's side.
Hashirama originally wanted his wood clone to help carry Yuki, but Lin-san thought that the child was fast asleep and was afraid of waking him up, so he did not agree.
This wooden clone of Hashirama was very quiet, remaining silent the whole way. He didn't say a word unless Lin Sang initiated a conversation.
……
Lin Sang gently placed Xing Shu on the soft couch. Just as he covered her with the blanket, he heard the little guy whimper twice, which startled him so much that he held his breath instantly.
After a while, he finally realized what was happening and gently patted Yuki's back to comfort him.
Perhaps sensing the familiar presence, Yuki remained asleep, not waking up.
Lin Sang finally breathed a long sigh of relief after leaving the room and gently closing the door behind her.
Children need a lot of sleep, and if they woke up, they would probably fuss for a while. Luckily, they didn't wake up.
It's already evening, so even if I wake up earlier tomorrow, it won't matter.
As soon as Lin Sang stepped into the living room, she heard a faint noise coming from the kitchen.
Following the sound, they indeed saw the wooden clone Hashirama busy at the stove.
He was deboning a fish, his knife skills were skillful and his movements were fluid, which Lin Sang, an observer, found fascinating.
and many more.
Lin Sang suddenly realized, "Wait, weren't you with me the whole time? When did you buy the fish? Where did it come from?"
The wood clone Hashirama didn't stop what he was doing. Hearing the question, he subconsciously turned to look at him before speaking, "Just bought it."
Lin Sang was shocked: "Just bought it?"
He remembered that it hadn't been more than a few minutes from when he put Yuki down to when he came out...
That speed! No wonder he's a ninja, that's amazing!
Lin Sang silently gave a thumbs up to the wooden clone, Hashirama.
After watching for a while, he became puzzled again: "Why was only one serving made? Aren't you going to eat any?"
"Zizi-"
As the fish fillets are added to the pan, the hot oil sizzles, and a rich aroma quickly wafts out.
The wooden clone Hashirama used chopsticks to flip the fish piece over: "It's edible, but it won't make you feel full; you can only taste it."
Perhaps because she was used to the playful and shrewd Hashirama, Lin Sang found the serious wooden clone of him both novel and interesting.
The next second, the wooden clone Hashirama saw Lin Sang looking at him with a smile, her bright black eyes sparkling: "Then make another one, I want to eat with you."
Wooden clone Hashirama: "!!!"
Lin Sang didn't feel anything was wrong at all, she was only immersed in the novelty of "eating with a different Hashirama", and didn't realize that the scene was so weird that it was like...cheating.
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Meanwhile, in the conference room of the Konoha office building.
Hashirama Senju sat opposite Izuna Uchiha, with Mito Uzumaki beside him, along with several core ninjas from the Senju and Uchiha clans.
The person speaking at that moment was a ninja from the Nara clan, but not long after, Uchiha Izuna noticed that Senju Hashirama's expression suddenly changed—it seemed to distort for a moment before quickly returning to normal.
Not only did Uchiha Izuna see this scene, but Uzumaki Mito also saw it clearly.
The two of them were seated at such a good angle that it was hard not to see them.
Mito Uzumaki: ? ? ?
Hashirama's expression just now made it seem like he'd been cheated on.
……
Almost the instant the wood clone received the signal "let's eat together," Hashirama Senju's face twitched uncontrollably.
It was an indescribable sense of absurdity that spread from the depths of the soul.
He could clearly sense the emotions of the wooden clone: a touch of helplessness, a touch of stiffness, and a hint of excitement that involuntarily rose within him when he was looked at by Lin Sang's bright eyes.
And this joy was transmitted to him intact through the link between the clone and the main body.
Hashirama Senju: "..."
He almost slammed his fist on the table and stood up.
what's the situation? !
His wooden clone, a part of himself, is currently being invited by his wife to "have dinner together," while he, the real one, is here having a long meeting, listening to the Nara family's younger brother analyze the progress of Black Zetsu's interrogation.
Even more outrageous, as the clone dissipated, he also retained that memory.
He smelled the enticing aroma of fish and felt the soft, curious gaze Lin Sang gave his clone—as if he were looking at a completely new person who interested him.
Hashirama Senju's fingers unconsciously dug at the edge of the table. On the surface, he remained the calm and reliable First Hokage, his gaze calmly fixed on the center of the conference table, but his mind was in turmoil.
Something is wrong, something is so wrong!
Lin Sang was usually close to him, but—
It's been a long time since I've felt this... this enthusiastic "desire to explore"!
Is it because he's usually too "slick" and not as likable as his serious appearance as his wooden clone?
The thought had barely surfaced when Hashirama Senju forcefully suppressed it, but the jealousy in his heart spread wildly through his clone's senses like a vine growing wildly.
The scene from just now flashed through his mind. Through the perspective of his wooden clone, he saw Lin Sang leaning over the stove, standing on tiptoe to look at the fish in the pot...
Hashirama Senju: ...
He's going to cause trouble!
Those are his fish! (Although they were bought by his clone)
That's his wife! (Although it's a wooden clone of him)
But no matter how you look at it, it seems like someone is trying to steal his partner, and that "someone trying to steal his partner" is himself!
Mito Uzumaki's gaze drifted over almost imperceptibly, carrying a hint of inquiry, while Izuna Uchiha raised an eyebrow, his eyes clearly saying, "Something's not right with you."
Hashirama Senju took a deep breath and forced himself to concentrate on listening to the Nara ninja's report, but his mind was filled with the image of Lin Sang smiling at the wooden clone, and the lingering smell of fish.
No, the meeting must end quickly!
He has to go back!
He also wanted to cook fish for Lin Sang himself, to let Lin Sang know that his serious self, his playful self, and all his different sides were better than a wooden clone who could only debone and cook!
Despite thinking this, Hashirama Senju patiently listened to the entire meeting and made a series of summaries at the end.
At the moment it ended, Hashirama Senju had only one thought in his mind:
He wants to go home!