It was night, and the camp was quiet.
Other than the occasional patrol, only faint light seeped out from the tents.
Mirai had been placed in the rear camp.
Not far ahead stood the main tent of the Konoha forces beneath Hatake Sakumo's banner, while behind him was the medical unit led by Tsunade.
It could be said that Mirai was in the safest place in the entire camp.
At the same time, he was also under the strictest surveillance.
Those two Kage-level powerhouses were keeping watch over him. Never mind that Mirai had only just graduated.
Even if Mirai could endure it, if he wanted to do anything in secret, he would have to think it over carefully.
However, none of this seemed to matter to Mirai. He lay calmly on the bed, refining chakra and resting.
The night was extremely quiet, while the wind howled outside the tent.
It sounded like the wind rushing through the woods, yet also like sand sweeping wildly across the plains beyond the Forest.
Suddenly, Mirai opened his eyes.
"Since you're here, come in," he said, staring at the tent flap.
"Oh, your senses are pretty good!" Jiraiya said with a smile as he lifted the flap and walked in without the slightest awkwardness.
He had received a secret letter from Minato and roughly understood the Third Hokage's attitude toward Mirai.
However, along the way, Jiraiya had also been considering how to teach Mirai, or how to help him improve his strength as quickly as possible.
The battlefield was a merciless meat grinder. No matter how strong the people around you were, their protection could never compare to possessing great strength yourself.
Therefore, the Third Hokage had disguised his request as a hope that Jiraiya would guide Mirai.
As for whether he would