They had been wondering whether they should borrow some money to tide them over, then pay it back once the ninjas of the Land of Rain began taking missions as normal.
But now they already had enough. There was no need at all.
With the heavy burden in their hearts lifted, the two of them were naturally happy.
"Of course. Lady Mito, Teacher Jiraiya, and Lady Tsunade, please come with us. I'll take you to where you'll be staying."
Nagato and Konan brought the three of them to a uniquely styled little house.
"This is the house Lord Torifu used to live in. It's spacious enough inside, and its specifications are the most luxurious in all the Land of Rain. I hope you'll like it."
Jiraiya clicked his tongue. "Now this really is VIP treatment! Is it because Lady Mito invested one hundred million?"
Nagato shook his head. "Of course not. This house was originally meant for receiving honored guests."
A-Gang also looked at Jiraiya in confusion. "How could you think that of your students?"
Jiraiya said awkwardly, "I just said it offhand. You know me—I just like talking nonsense."
At that, A-Gang nearly rolled her Byakugan all the way to the sky. After so many years, his personality really had not changed at all.
Compared with when he was little, he had only gained the tiniest bit of steadiness.
Only the tiniest bit.
He was still just as unreliable, and just as lecherous.
But Jiraiya was still extremely dependable. A-Gang felt that as long as that part of him had not changed, everything else could be ignored.
After all, if a person was useless even at critical moments, then they probably would not amount to much in this life.
By contrast, Jiraiya was usually careless and casual, and he