"Hey, isn't this Orochimaru?" Mei on the side asked puzzledly.
Kakashi nodded, also somewhat puzzled.
In the photo, both of them are just teenagers.
Orochimaru was not as gloomy as now, it looks like he is smiling shyly.
On the other hand, Sakumo smiled very heartily, and he didn't have the powerful and fierce aura.
Kakashi turned the photo over and saw a line of words written on the back.
The words filled with a sense of fierceness made Kakashi recognize the owner of the writing at a glance.
It is his father, Hatake Sakumo.
Words are like people, and these words are like the swordsmanship of the White Fang.
"My friend, just like a brother."
Kakashi was stunned for a moment and was a little surprised in his heart.
He knew that there are probably not many people who can be called friends by Sakumo.
The only one Kakashi knew was Uchiha Mikaze.
From what he heard from Jiraiya, it seems that Jiraiya's relationship with Sakumo is also very good.
But as for Orochimaru, he has never heard of such relationship.
There seems to be some old stuff inside the box.
Kakashi was a little curious.
Recalling when he encountered Orochimaru several times before, it seems that he heard Orochimaru praise his father.
That kind of praise now seems to be more than just an admiration for Sakumo's strength, as there is also a feeling of nostalgia in his tone.
It's just that Kakashi didn't seriously distinguish the subtle differences because they were in a hostile relationship at the time.
Kakashi knows his father. For him to put his photo with Orochimaru in this box, Kakashi knew that the relationship between the two is far more closer than that of ordinary companions.
Because Kakashi also found a photo of his father and Obito's father, Mikaze, in this box.
The photos in this box are only these four people.
It can be seen that the relationship between his father and Orochimaru is absolutely extraordinary.
Kakashi then carefully searched the memory in his mind and found that he rarely heard his father mention Orochimaru.
'Is the relationship between the two really that good?'
"Kakashi? What are you thinking?" Mei asked curiously.
"Mei, I am thinking about what the relationship between my father and Orochimaru is. For tou-san to keep these things, I'm afraid that his relationship with Orochimaru is more closer than that of me and Shisui," Kakashi said.
"Kakashi, if you want to know, you can check the archives, there should be detailed records there," Mei suggested.
Kakashi's eyes lit up when he heard this, and said: "That's right, as long as I check tou-san and Orochimaru's files, I should be able to find out."
Kakashi said, and was about to leave, but he remembered that he is cleaning the house with Mei at this time, which made him turned awkward.
Upon seeing this, Mei smiled and said: "Go, leave this to me."
She then took off the paper hat on Kakashi's head and the apron on his body.
"Then I'll trouble my beautiful wife."
Kakashi said with a smile, and then lightly kissed Mei's forehead. Kakashi then used Hiraishin no Jutsu and disappeared.
Mei smiled sweetly and resumed her busy work.
Kakashi appeared in the archives.
After becoming the Hokage, there is no information in the archives that he could not access.
Therefore, he walked in naturally and found the information of Sakumo and Orochimaru.
Among them, there are two records.
Kakashi quickly read it, referring to the overlap, and unexpectedly discovered that the two had a lot of intersections when they were young.
"I didn't expect tou-san and Orochimaru to have such a story. It's really surprising."
Kakashi muttered to himself, and seemed to have some understanding of the fate between Orochimaru and Sakumo.
"If I want to understand it thoroughly, I am afraid I can only find someone to ask."
Kakashi disappeared after saying that.
The person he was looking for is naturally Jiraiya!
...
The eighteenth years of Konoha.
The Third Training Field.
Sakumo was holding a short sword in his right hand and was constantly slashing, sweat soaking through his clothes.
'It's not enough, the angle of this sword is not enough, it should be tilted for one more degree!'
Sakumo whispered in his heart, but the movement in his hand did not stagnate.
'Damn, it's still not enough!'
Sakumo thought as his hand change his movement.
The short sword seemed to be inspired, and suddenly it became extremely flexible.
Click!
The short sword gently slashed the tree trunk, and the large tree was directly cut into two sections by Sakumo.
Sakumo looked overjoyed and said with a smile: "Success!"
"Are you practicing?"
A timid voice sounded not far away, and Sakumo was a little surprised.
Turning to look, it was a kid wearing a white kimono who looked no older than six years old.
His face is fair and very delicate.
Coupled with that long black and beautiful hair, some people will believe that kid is a girl.
Sakumo looked at Orochimaru, replied softly, and then turned and left.
When he was training, he didn't like being seen.
Seeing Sakumo just left, Orochimaru didn't stop him, and just stared blankly at the traces left by the sword.
The cut surface is extremely smooth, and the aura of the sword has actually taken shape.
Of course, Orochimaru didn't understand about these.
He just knew that the person in front of him was amazing.
"Is he Shinobi? So powerful. He's obviously not a few years older than." Orochimaru murmured softly.
Under the sun, the young Orochimaru and Sakumo met.
On that day, Orochimaru was still a handsome and shy child, while Sakumo was already a Shinobi with powerful swordsmanship.
The first encounter in their life doesn't seem to be very friendly.
"Hey, Orochimaru, what are you doing?"
Jiraiya came out of nowhere, and patted Orochimaru on the shoulder.
"Look."
Orochimaru did not mind Jiraiya's rude action, and pointed to the large tree that was cut off by Sakumo.
Seeing this, Jiraiya was taken aback, and exclaimed: "What a powerful swordsmanship."
"You know the swordsmanship too?" Orochimaru expressed his doubts.
"Hahaha, it's a sword that cuts the tree, right? It doesn't look like an axe." Jiraiya said while laughing loudly.
"Stupid."
Orochimaru whispered, and then turned and leave.
'I'm afraid that after staying with this guy with no IQ for a long time, I will become stupid too.'
'However, the person just now seemed to be very interesting.'
Orochimaru thought of this and showed a faint smile.
'Maybe it will be fun.'
The next day, Sakumo was still training his swordmanship here.
And it is unknown from when, but Orochimaru already appeared on the side.
Sakumo seemed to sense something, and threw his sword.
Whoosh!
The short sword slid through the air, and nailed into the tree beside Orochimaru.
Hum!
The short sword trembles slightly, making a slight noise.
Orochimaru just smiled, without the slightest fear.
"What do you want?"
Sakumo said coldly, 'Although he is young, he already has the instinct to fight and has amazing judgment.'
"Hello, my name is Orochimaru." Orochimaru said softly, with a gentle smile on his face.
That kind of smile makes people not angry.
Sakumo was stunned for a moment, and said involuntarily: "My name is ... Hatake Sakumo."
Under the sun, the two looked at each other.
Their acquaintances seemed to start from here.