"Mm!" Mirai felt helpless. He wanted to speak, but the moment he came in, Tsunade had already wrapped herself around his neck. How was he supposed to greet anyone like this? "Beautiful teacher, let go of Mirai!"
Hearing Mirai's cry, several people in the room froze.
"Why do you call me Mirai?" Tsunade asked.
"Beautiful teacher!" Mirai's lips twitched. He had not been flattering her!
"Your child knows the truth. Mirai is a name I like!" Tsunade narrowed her eyes, clearly delighted by the name.
Beside them, Senju Nawaki wore a disgusted expression. He knew his sister's nature well. How embarrassing! She was beautiful, but she lacked the modesty expected of a proper young lady. Still, Nawaki could only think that to himself. In truth, he got along quite well with Tsunade.
"Well? Jiraiya, did you see that? This is my future disciple. Not only is he handsome and talented, he's adorable too." Tsunade proudly smiled at Mirai.
Hearing Tsunade's words, Jiraiya immediately became irritated. The three of them had been friends since childhood, and now Tsunade was showing off her disciple right in front of him. It was a little hard to bear. "Why are you saying that? Doesn't Orochimaru have a disciple too?" Mirai truly had great potential. If he had not been Tsunade's first disciple, Jiraiya might have wanted to take him on himself.
Orochimaru had not expected the flames of war to be brought onto him. He raised his glass, took a sip, and smiled. "I've already decided to take Nawaki as my disciple." At this moment, Uncle Snake and Ao, who had arrived afterward, were both very good to their own people.
"What?" Jiraiya was startled. He knew that Orochimaru and Nawaki were serious, so why had he not known about it? Thinking of something,