"Sizzle~ sizzle~"
Jiraiya, in charge of grilling the meat, expertly turned the slices on the grill. The plump, juicy pork belly let out enticing crackles under the charcoal fire, and a faint smoky fragrance spread through the air, whetting the appetites of the starving group.
"Jiraiya, sit down and have some too."
Looking at the carefully sliced and plated grilled meat before him, Uchiha Gin looked up and called out to Jiraiya, who was still busy at the grill.
"Sorry, I'm on the clock right now."
Jiraiya waved the barbecue tongs in his hand, indicating that his position was special and it would not be appropriate for him to sit down.
Uchiha Gin did not insist. He picked up a piece of sizzling, oil-dripping grilled meat and put it into his mouth. The perfectly rendered fat instantly filled his mouth with fragrance, making his eyes light up.
"You've got some skills, kid! You're almost as good as Da Lang."
"Ha ha~ I'm a genius. Anything I want to do, I can definitely do best."
Watching Jiraiya puff himself up with pride, Orochimaru, expressionless beside him, shifted his gaze back to the plate of obviously overcooked black unidentified matter in front of him. His pale forehead was covered in black lines.
"Idiot."
"Stinky Snake, I kindly grilled meat for you, and you're still insulting me?"
"Did I say I was talking about you? Why are you taking it personally?"
"F—"
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"Their relationship is still as good as ever~"
Seeing that these two rivals, who had argued ever since childhood, had remained true to themselves, Uchiha Gin nodded with a sentimental expression.
"Idiot Jiraiya, hurry up and get back to work! Believe it or not, I'll complain about you to the Boss Lady!"
Sitting across from him, Tsunade was eating meat