"If that's the case, then don't leave. Stay for dinner. I'll go buy some groceries."
Jiraiya quickly stopped Mito. "No! There's no need, Lady Mito. How could I dare keep imposing?"
Mito smiled and shook her head. "It's no imposition. We were going to eat anyway. It's just one extra pair of chopsticks. You two chat first. I'm going out."
After Mito left, Jiraiya was a little dazed. "Has your grandmother always been this warm?"
A-Gang nodded. "Yeah. Didn't you say it yourself? She even held you when you were little."
"..."
"That was just something I said to get closer to her. How could Lady Mito possibly have held me? Beating me up sounds more like it."
After all, a little pervert who spent all day yelling about beauties and more beauties would be lucky if he didn't get beaten up.
"You deserved it anyway."
Jiraiya curled his lip. He had nothing to say to that.
When he was little, he was practically beaten every day. If it wasn't this person hitting him, it was that person hitting him.
But that was also because he had been naughty.
In any case, Orochimaru and Tsunade had never been beaten. Instead, they were the good children in everyone's eyes.
Jiraiya only appeared in everyone's sight as he grew older and became more steady.
"So, are you planning to settle down here from now on?"
Jiraiya asked.
A-Gang thought for a moment. "Maybe. The village doesn't exactly need me now. As for Medical Ninjutsu, when I went back last time, I already taught Shizune everything. Her Strength of a Hundred isn't much, but her Medical Ninjutsu is still pretty good."
"It's enough to meet the village's needs."
After hearing that, Jiraiya did not feel much, nor was he anxious, because he had