"Huh, we have guests?"
After glancing toward Uchiha Hikari and seeing her nod, Naruto jumped down from his chair and hurried to the entrance to open the door.
As the hinges turned, the figures of two men, one old and one middle-aged, appeared outside.
The older one was naturally Sarutobi Hiruzen. He wore a loose set of casual clothes, and a genial smile rested on his wrinkled face.
The middle-aged one was a tall man dressed in a brown kimono with a red outer robe. He wore an oversized forehead protector bearing the character for "oil." His face was fairly square and proper-looking, but from the inside out, he radiated an utterly unserious air.
"So it's Little Naruto. It's only been a few days, and you've grown taller again..."
Sarutobi Hiruzen patted Naruto's head and made genial small talk. "How have you been these past few days? Did you read the books I brought you last time? Were there any characters you didn't recognize?"
"Sister Hikari said they were all trash, so she threw them away!"
Naruto glanced at the trash can beside the coffee table, then looked up and answered innocently.
"..."
Sarutobi Hiruzen's mouth twitched, and he could barely keep his expression together.
Meanwhile.
Jiraiya looked past Naruto and into the living room.
When he saw Uchiha Hikari, beautiful in appearance and icy in temperament, Jiraiya visibly froze. Then his eyes flew wide open. "Old man, is this the Miss Uchiha you mentioned? So she's such a beautiful and adorable young girl! And that rare kind of aura, it's practically like..."
"...Who are you?"
Uchiha Hikari frowned slightly.
Of course, she recognized the man before her. When she had awakened that morning, she had already guessed that he had returned to the village based on Naruto's earlier description