February 25, 60 Konoha
Land of Fire
Dusk, dusk.
Jiraiya was walking on the streets of Konoha, shuffling his shoes as he looked left and right, but he didn't see anyone he knew. He was thinking that if he could meet someone he knew, no matter who it was, he would go for a drink. It would be best if he could get drunk. Then he wouldn't have to think about whether he should go to the former master's place first, or to the current Naruto's disciple. He would go with whoever dragged him away when he was drunk. Seriously, it was said that the relationship between his master and his disciple was so stiff … Just look at him and Kakashi, weren't they also separated by a generation? Soaking in the hot spring together, drinking a little wine, and then cuddling with a girl for the whole night. In the morning, they would pretend to meet by accident and secretly smile at each other. This was life! This is what it means to live!
"Master Jiraiya."
Jiraiya was still hesitating. He wanted to flip a coin to ask about his future, but he was stopped by someone. He looked down at the person in front of him. It was very familiar.
"Master Jiraiya, Sandaime-sama asked me to call you home for dinner." The person looked up at Jiraiya and said with a smile.
'How kind …' Jiraiya suddenly felt like he was a bastard who jumped over the wall and ran away from home, but because he couldn't survive outside, he returned home with his tail between his legs and was forgiven. Even though he knew he wasn't. But the bitterness in his heart still appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Yes, Uncle Butler."
"Let's go, the food will get cold." Sarutobi's old butler turned around and habitually walked in front of Jiraiya to lead the way.
Jiraiya could only let out a sigh of relief. He secretly waved his hand at the person behind him to express his innocence, and then followed obediently.
Thus, the Dark Unit with a dog-face mask who was hiding in the dark shrugged his shoulders. Respect the old and love the young. If he didn't complete the mission and got scolded, then he would just treat it as respect for the old and love the young.
…
By the time Jiraiya slowly crossed half of Konoha and arrived at his teacher Sarutobi's house, it was already 6: 33 pm.
The sun had already set, but the sky was not dark yet.
Sarutobi was waiting at the entrance.
Jiraiya saw that person from afar and hurried over. He bent down and laughed, "Teacher, I'm back."
Sarutobi patted his disciple's shoulder, "Since you're back, why don't you go home? If someone didn't see you wandering around Konoha, I would have thought that you couldn't make it for the Chunin Exam."
"Hehe." Jiraiya laughed dryly as he followed his teacher through the outer courtyard, which was still filled with lush holly. Along the way, he plucked countless buds.
"Jiraiya." Sarutobi turned around and looked at his disciple's hand, "How old do you think you are? The older you get, the more backward you become!"
"I'm only 50 years old, I'm still young." Jiraiya retracted his hand, "Last night in the pub, there were beautiful girls who secretly gave me flirtatious looks."
"You're really thick-skinned." Sarutobi laughed. Seeing that there was no one around, he poked Jiraiya and whispered, "How beautiful."
"Big breasts, big buttocks, slender waist, smooth skin like tofu." Jiraiya also lowered his head and whispered.
"You can take a look at me?" Sarutobi took a puff of smoke to express his disbelief.
"Who am I, your disciple, the famous Jiraiya ~" Jiraiya stretched out his foot and made a fighting posture, raising his eyebrows and staring at his teacher.
"Keep bragging. At most, you can chase me to my house at night and sneak a peek when I'm bathing." Sarutobi nudged his disciple, "Are you awake? Wash your hands and eat. I've made your favorite dishes."
"Yo ~" Jiraiya whistled and ran to wash his hands, "It's so good to have a teacher."
"Yes …" Sarutobi sat cross-legged on the tatami, picked up the wine pot in front of him and poured Jiraiya, who was wiping his hands.
Jiraiya immediately smelled the aroma of the wine. He sat down and drank it, "Spicy — good wine."
"I saved it especially for you." Sarutobi saw that his disciple liked it, so he directly stuffed the wine pot to him, "This wine is too strong. I'm old and can't drink it."
"Please, teacher. Look at your body. It still hurts when you hit me just now." Jiraiya picked up the food without hesitation.
Because he was eating happily.
"It's all yours. You can't run away." Sarutobi also picked up his chopsticks and ate. After a while, he suddenly said lightly, "Don't go out this time."
Jiraiya scratched his head, "If I get caught peeking at girls bathing in Konoha, I'll die a horrible death even if Tsunade isn't here."
Sarutobi was angry again, "Stupid! They blocked my Crystal Ball Spell, but I can still see it when I need to! "
Jiraiya secretly glanced at his teacher, whose beard was sticking up, and continued eating.
"What's with that expression?"
Although Tsunade and Orochimaru have been saying that since the first day they met him, he wasn't stupid. Jiraiya really wanted to say that, but he didn't want to say it out loud. Although Tsunade and Orochimaru had been saying that he was stupid since the first day they met him, he wasn't stupid.
"Okay, tell me what you've encountered recently." Sarutobi saw that Jiraiya was almost done eating and put down his chopsticks.
"Oh. When I came back, I met Orochimaru — he … "
"It's rare for you to come back. Don't talk about unhappy things."
"Okay."
"Don't get involved in these things. I didn't call you back for this."
"But."
"You'll know when I need you."
Jiraiya realized that today was probably not a good time to talk, so he gave up on his original intention, "Yes, Sensei."
Sarutobi also realized that today was not a good time to talk, so he took a few puffs and sighed, "Let's go if you're full."
"Sensei, you can't chase me away like this." Jiraiya, who was drinking by himself, was a little anxious with the pot of wine in his hand.
"Take the wine away. It was meant for you." Sarutobi replaced the tobacco pipe with a new one.
Jiraiya quickly picked up a flint and lit it for his teacher.
"Dog leg." Sarutobi took a few more puffs to let the sparks burn, "The Four Generations shouldn't be at home right now. But you'd better ask the Dark One who's been guarding my door."
"Okay." Jiraiya replied and finished the wine in his gourd in a few mouthfuls, then began to pour the good wine in his teacher's house.
"Sigh." Even though Sarutobi was used to seeing his disciple pouring wine seriously, he couldn't help but complain, "Jiraiya, can't you think of anything else other than wine and women?"
"Killing people. Collecting information. " Jiraiya dodged the copper pipe that his teacher knocked on his head, took his gourd and ran out, "Leave the door open for me. I'll be back to sleep tonight."
"Little bastard …" Sarutobi heard Jiraiya's voice from afar. He knocked the tobacco pipe under his shoe and let the dust fall to the ground.
…
As for Jiraiya, when he went out, he saw the Dark One who's been following him without saying a word. After asking, he learned that his current disciple of Lord Naruto had already finished his dinner and went back to work. This made Jiraiya feel lucky, and he was even more determined to be a good student who listens to his teacher's words.
He mustn't learn from Kakashi.
Kakashi had never been an obedient child, so when he was unlucky, he always felt that he was a little more unlucky.
For example, what's about to happen now.
Night, around 11 o 'clock.
Namikaze House.
Jiraiya walked from the east end of Konoha to the west end, and finally entered Namikaze's house.
Unfortunately, the current Naruto -sama hasn't been freed from his heavy overtime work. But Jiraiya could breathe a sigh of relief. He just wanted to take a good look at Naruto. He hasn't seen him for years, and he didn't know what that kid looked like.
But Jiraiya was destined to not have his wish come true. Naruto was already asleep. Even when he quietly approached Naruto's door, the Dark One on duty didn't show up. He pushed the door, but the Dark One on duty still didn't show up. Jiraiya thought that he could open the door and give little Naruto a surprise. But …
"Naruto brat, when did you learn to sleep and lock the door!"
Jiraiya was a bit depressed after being refused the door. He casually hung the gift he brought from the Country of Artisans for Naruto on the doorknob and went downstairs.
。 But what's the point of going downstairs when there's no light on? If Watergate doesn't come back for the whole night … Jiraiya couldn't sit still after writing less than one line of his novel. He opened and closed the door, and finally took out the remaining dumplings from the fridge and prepared to throw them into the microwave for supper.
At this time, someone finally appeared. It was Kakashi.
Jiraiya was startled. Of course, Kakashi was also startled.
And so, the two of them stared at each other in confusion.
"Finished the after-dinner exercise? Old pervert. "
"Finished the crazy overtime? Little pervert. "
Then, there was a moment of silence …
Kakashi sighed and spoke first, "You old man, you didn't report when you came back yesterday, and now you're shamelessly flirting with girls at night. My poor Dark One who followed you is still an underage intern."
"Who told you to send someone to spy on me? I'm Jiraiya."
"Who told you not to go through the front door and crawl into the dog hole?"
"What dog hole? Didn't you always go through the loophole in the Konoha Barrier that I told you about when you went out to play in the middle of the night?"
"What do you mean going out to play? I was accumulating life experience and patching up the Konoha Barrier."
"With that barrier technique of yours, and your life experience, is using the Transformation Technique to pretend to be me to drink with girls?"
Then, Kakashi was unlucky, because his cute Naruto -sensei didn't wait for the important document and returned to the family's dining room in a flash of golden light.
Four Generations Naruto looked at the situation and said, "Don't hide anymore, Kakashi. When you were young, I was worried that Jiraiya -sensei would lead you astray. No, I'm relieved now. At least I don't have to worry about whether you're an old virgin or not."
Kakashi closed his eyes and listened to Jiraiya's low laughter getting louder and louder. He just wanted to find a hole to hide in. He didn't have any hope in his sensei's sense of humor.
"You're back, Watergate." Jiraiya looked at his disciple who was still smiling and also smiled.
"Yes. Jiraiya -sensei, I haven't seen you in a few years. How are you? "Bo Fung Watergate replied and turned to Kakashi who was still pretending to be an ostrich." The document. "
Kakashi didn't answer and went upstairs, glaring fiercely at the teacher of the teacher who embarrassed him.
Jiraiya watched Kakashi finally leave and laughed even louder. "I'm fine. How about you?"
"Just like that, Sensei. Be quiet … Naruto is asleep." Watergate replied.
"Seriously, old houses have poor soundproofing. Watergate, why don't you change your house? The quality of the temporary dormitory 20 years ago wasn't very good."
"It's enough. There's only me and Naruto at home. When Naruto gets married, I'll give him a house that his wife will be satisfied with. "
"Pfft ~" Zi Ai almost spat out a mouthful of wine. "That's a little far."
"It's not far. Kina said that a house that her daughter-in-law is satisfied with is a good house."
Jiraiya looked at his disciple who was smiling brightly and felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He thought for a moment and couldn't help but persuade him. "Kina has been dead for 12 years. Don't you have any other thoughts?"
"No."
"Hey, you're only in your thirties."
"I'm almost forty."
"It's not that. You're a normal man. Don't you have any of the physical worries of a normal man?"
"No."
"Nonsense!"
Watergate looked helplessly at his teacher who was becoming more and more unruly. "Okay, Jiraiya -sensei. I've said it before. Kina swore that if I accidentally died on the battlefield, she would be a widow for the rest of her life. Now that she's dead, why should I find another woman?"
"What kind of thinking is that?"
"Most people's thinking."
"I think it's the imagination of a very small number of people." Jiraiya looked at Kakashi who had already found the documents and went downstairs. He decided to save his disciple some face. "What's wrong? You haven't finished your work yet?"
"Ah, I'll need it tomorrow morning." Watergate took the documents and checked them. He smiled at his teacher. "Just put the dumplings in the bowl. Kakashi and I will leave first. "
"Okay." Jiraiya replied. Although he felt that before he said anything, the two had already returned to the Naruto Building. Thor is really convenient. I don't know how Watergate came up with it. He's really different from everyone else. As a teacher, facing the leader of the Four Generations, Naruto and the legendary Golden Flash, it's really stressful to chat and laugh.
Although pressure makes people improve, it doesn't always make people improve.
…
February 26th, Konoha
Early morning
Jiraiya tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He took out his pen and continued to write his 18 forbidden novels to relieve his stress.
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