Akatsuki Hidden Village.
Inside Yahiko's room.
A white-haired man was laughing heartily.
His boisterous laughter could be heard from far away.
He was none other than the handsome man who could silence a crying child—Jiraiya.
Holding his cup of sake, he said with a smile,
"A little drink after a long journey—this is the life of the gods."
Hearing that, Yahiko quickly raised his cup and said to Jiraiya,
"Sensei, let me offer you another toast."
"All right."
Jiraiya raised his cup as well and drained it in one gulp.
Looking at his students, he said with a touch of nostalgia,
"It's been so many years. You've all grown up, especially Konan..."
Konan said bluntly,
"It's been so many years, and you still haven't learned to behave."
Scratching his messy hair, Jiraiya gave a couple of awkward laughs.
"Hahaha... Speaking of which, where's Nagato? Why isn't he back yet?"
(Here he comes! Here he comes!)
No sooner had Jiraiya finished speaking
than Nagato pushed the door open and said with a smile,
"Sorry to keep everyone waiting... Sensei, look who I brought!"
Jiraiya set down his cup and looked behind Nagato in surprise.
"Huh? Obito, what are you doing here?"
Obito grinned.
"Ah, that's a long story."
Jiraiya patted the stool beside him.
Then he pointed at the table before them and smiled.
"We've got food and sake here. Sit down and tell us all about it. I've got a few things I'd like to ask you, too."
Obito and Nagato took their seats.
The five of them began chatting and laughing.
Obito started with how he had met Yuki by chance.
He went on and on for quite a while before finally stopping.
Of course.
Whenever he reached something he couldn't explain, he embellished it a little.
But given