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Playing As Gojo Satoru in Naruto-Chapter 365
Hozuki Mangetsu was just picking something to say, anyway, what they talked about was up to the teacher.
As long as it was Hatake Satoru’s wish, he wouldn’t object.
Hatake Satoru rested his cheek in his hand, lost in thought. Whether something was worth it or not, if you started worrying about it, it would never end.
When he came here and switched bodies, it happened to coincide with Hatake Sakumo’s death.
Although they had a good relationship before, after the switch, he didn’t have much chance to talk to Kakashi properly.
After Sakumo died, Kakashi couldn’t get over it and lived like an orphan.
It felt like he couldn’t talk to that kid; he was full of strange ideas. Sakumo’s death definitely had a big impact on Kakashi.
But because of that, he was now distant with Hatake Satoru, feeling that the original owner’s incompetence had brought this about. It was kind of frustrating.
When Hatake Satoru first arrived, he didn’t have time to worry about Kakashi; he had other things to do.
Unfamiliar people, an unfamiliar environment, and he had to adapt to his system and acting to be like the original.
They weren’t much older, and Hatake Satoru didn’t show off any great talent, so Kakashi hogged all the attention.
The light they carried had already shifted, and Hatake Satoru used that shift as an excuse to slack off.
Once Hatake Satoru gradually adapted to life here and figured out things like Cursed Energy and the Six Eyes, he started training on his own.
He knew Kakashi’s personality would be twisted for a while, and then Obito would turn him into a good person.
But he really didn’t expect that missing the best chance to reconcile with Kakashi would lead to a half-dead relationship even after they were teenagers.
At that time, Hatake Satoru, who wasn’t much older, saw Kakashi coming home every day like he was being tortured, and said to him:
"If you hate me, just say it. It’s not like I can’t accept it."
"Looking at your face makes the food I already don’t like even worse."
Hatake Satoru and Kakashi didn’t look the same. Kakashi and Sakumo both gave off the feeling of being approachable and good people.
Hatake Satoru didn’t put much thought into his words. He just thought Kakashi was tragically going fishing every day, making food for two, and then going off to train without saying a word.
Even when he made Hatake Satoru’s share, he wondered if Kakashi would poison it.
Another thing was, he felt that if things continued like this, Kakashi would develop some kind of mental problem sooner or later.
Hatake Satoru was a variable, and he didn’t know what problems his presence would cause Kakashi.
Anyway, even though the words were harsh, it was better than living under the same roof and not talking for months.
Kakashi was living like a gloomy spirit, going out in pain every day, coming back in pain. It didn’t have to be like that.
"...Whatever you think."
"But if you starve to death here, I’ll be annoyed."
Kakashi had just sat down opposite him at the time. He hadn’t yet learned to eat quickly, so he obediently pulled down his mask while eating, revealing his clean lower face.
He was only about eight or nine years old, his voice soft, his tone cold.
Kakashi wasn’t in a good mood. His father’s death was one thing, but he was also practicing cooking, and he was already a little unsure if what he was making was any good.
As a result, Hatake Satoru gave him a heavy blow: already not tasty, now even worse.
Kakashi’s heart broke right then and there.
But he wouldn’t show it. Their relationship hadn’t been very gentle before.
Anyway, between boys, it’s either you bully me or I bully you. It didn’t matter in the past.
But now the situation was different. Kakashi had become sensitive and fragile because of that incident.
Because Hatake Satoru had switched bodies, his personality had also changed somewhat.
He could only try to pick out things from their past interactions to get along with Kakashi.
After all, the people you live with day and night are the most likely to notice the change, and there was no way to explain it.
The original owner’s memories would be passed on to Hatake Satoru, so he would later take revenge for Sakumo. Not just the memories, but the emotions too.
He could feel it, so he understood—that was about the kind of thing.
Hatake Satoru looked at the mole on Kakashi’s chin. When Kakashi was little, he had said that having a mole there made him look like a girl...
Kakashi, who was still a little kid, was so angry that kicked and punched Hatake Satoru, but was easily defeated due to the age difference.
"It just looks like a girl, go ask Dad if you don’t believe me."
Hatake Satoru made faces at Kakashi while calling for Hatake Sakumo, who was cooking.
Kakashi was being dragged along, angrily shouting, "I don’t look like a girl!!"
Kakashi usually spoke clearly, but he was so flustered that his words became a little slurred. Hatake Satoru was pitifully dragging him along.
Sakumo didn’t care much about him looking like a girl. He was just laughing at Kakashi’s voice.
But in Kakashi’s eyes, Sakumo’s smile was like agreeing with Hatake Satoru. His black eyes darted around, but he stubbornly held back his tears.
The next day, he covered his face with a black mask.
Anyway, it was always this kind of thing, from childhood to adulthood, the same old routine, the two of them getting along again.
Hatake Satoru switched bodies, he didn’t want to see Kakashi’s stinky face and tantrums. Although at first he wanted to get along with him properly, it clearly failed.
Kakashi was heartbroken over his father’s death and was always half-dead toward Hatake Satoru.
So, for a long time afterward, the two of them kept stepping on each other’s landmines, making their relationship a mess.
Hatake Satoru turned around and became a teacher, while Kakashi scrambled into Anbu, hurriedly moving all his things away without looking back.
Before Kakashi entered Anbu, his personality was adjusted by Obito.
He had also thought about how to handle his relationship with Hatake Satoru. Continuing like this didn’t seem right.
But after thinking it over, it felt like saying anything past that point would be pointless.
It was just pure awkwardness, so Kakashi didn’t explain it at the time, didn’t face him, and just moved into the dormitory to avoid the awkwardness.
So, for a long time after that, Kakashi maintained a kind of behavior that was only directed at him, being like a prideful kid who can’t admit to their feelings.
But in Hatake Satoru’s view, Kakashi was just still sulking and hadn’t forgiven him.
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