The closer it got to the New Year, the more expensive everything became, so Jingyi could only prepare in advance.
During this period, Jiraiya had been following Nawaki around every day. No matter how much Nawaki disliked him, he showed no intention of leaving, constantly checking on him and being incredibly attentive.
Just watching it made Little Blondie break out in enough goosebumps to lose several pounds every day.
In the blink of an eye, only one day remained until the New Year.
Jingyi did not even go to work anymore, and neither did Tsunade. Her overtime side-hustle program also came to an end with the arrival of the New Year.
But Jingyi had not expected trouble to come knocking today.
And this trouble had been brought by Jiraiya.
"Tell me, you three bastards. What have you done?"
Jingyi crossed his arms over his chest and glared unpleasantly at the three people sitting awkwardly on the sofa.
It was the New Year, and the three of them had come running to his house looking like they had done something wrong. They sat down on the sofa, stammered, and refused to speak. Anyone would think something had happened.
Jingyi had thought Jiraiya had dragged Nawaki and Little Blondie into some huge mess.
Tsunade sat expressionlessly to the side, leaving Jingyi to handle it. She could not be bothered to interfere.
Of course, when the time came to throw punches, she would not hesitate.
Kushina hid off to one side, watching curiously.
"No, no, absolutely not."
Jiraiya immediately panicked when he saw Tsunade's fist clenched so tightly it cracked. One careless word in this situation could get him beaten up.
In his urgency, he hurriedly explained, "We didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted to take the two of them out on