"Wen Yu, look! What a cosplay!"
Wen Yu turned around and saw the man with silver hair and crescent moon eyes standing in the crowd. Seeing her looking at him, he scratched his hair in embarrassment.
"Kakashi."
"Well, my Japanese is still as bad as ever. I taught you it in vain."
"What..."
The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, and the sudden hug made Wen Yu confused.
"Hey, I'm here to take you home."
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