"So, you and that guy are about equal in strength now?"
The young man in purple pressed the bamboo hat on his head and asked in a calm tone.
The guy he is talking about naturally refers to Orochimaru.
Sitting opposite him was a tall, heroic man with white hair shawl.
Jiraiya heard this and laughed loudly, making the guests at the tables downstairs look askance.
"Well, that's about right!"
Jiraiya admitted readily, took off the hat on his head, leaned it and the huge Scroll he carried with him on the edge of the table, and waved his hand.
"But that guy, for the past few years, he has focused all his attention on those weird researches, and his strength has remained at the same level. He may have even lost a little bit of his body and mind because of his addiction to 'skills'.
In comparison, I have traveled around, experienced life, and occasionally taught the disobedient younger generations, so I have made some progress."
What he said was half ridicule and half confidence.
As one of the "Sannin", Jiraiya's strength is already unfathomable. Coupled with the experience and mentality accumulated over the years, it may indeed be better than Orochimaru, who is more partial to science, in terms of comprehensive combat power, especially in head-on combat.
"Little girl below, serve wine and meat! I want the best here!"
Jiraiya was obviously in a good mood. He shouted towards the counter downstairs at the top of his lungs. His voice was loud and full of the ruggedness of Jianghu, a high-roller.
This sound immediately attracted the attention of two girls who were talking quietly behind the counter downstairs.
One of the girls has brilliant Golden waist-length Long Hair hair, neat bangs combed in front of her forehead, revealing a pair of clear and bright turquoise eyes, with a delicate appearance, she is Ino Yamanaka.
The other one is pink Long Hair, Sakura Haruno who also has green eyes, slim figure and beautiful appearance.
Ino was absentmindedly wiping the wine glass, when she heard the familiar voice that made her teeth itch, she subconsciously looked up.
The moment her eyes met the man with white hair and a heartless smile by the window on the second floor, her whole body was shaken!
It's him!
The white-haired old pervert who almost kidnapped Naruto away.
The heroic Jiraiya claims to be Naruto's adoptive father.
Ino still remembers this face, this voice, and this unreliable temperament.
It was because of this guy that Naruto ran away from the marriage, which made Hinata heartbroken and made their friends like them worried.
"Oh? Are you my fan? Haha, you were recognized!"
When Jiraiya saw Ino's "fiery" gaze, instead of taking it seriously, he laughed and waved towards Ino, looking proud of "I am very popular".
Ino looked at his smiling face, and the long-standing worries, complaints, and eagerness for Naruto's whereabouts instantly turned into action.
Without saying a word, she bent down from under the counter behind her, picked up a jar of unopened aged spirits, and threw it at the Jiraiya on the second floor with all her strength!
"Hoo--!"
The wine jar carries the wind and goes straight to Jiraiya's door.
Jiraiya A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his smile remained unchanged.
He didn't even move much, he just raised his right hand casually, spread his fingers, and accurately and lightly caught the flying wine jar. With such an effortless movement, the wine jar landed firmly in his palm.
Jiraiya casually opened the mud seal, and immediately, a mellow and strong aroma of wine with the smell of time filled the air. Even Sasuke, who was sitting opposite him, could smell it and his brows moved almost imperceptibly.
"This wine has strength."
"Hmph!"
Ino saw that he missed the hit, and he snorted angrily and put his hands on his hips.
Sasuke, who was sitting opposite her, silently stared at the two girls downstairs through the edge of his bamboo hat.
The blond Ino Yamanaka, the pink-haired Sakura Haruno... He vaguely remembered these two names, they were his classmates.
I didn't expect to meet you here.
Have they become disciples of Tsunade?
"What a great wine!"
Jiraiya took a deep breath of the wine, with an intoxicated expression on his face, and then looked downstairs at the blond lady who had just walked behind the counter and was looking at him with her arms crossed and looking at him with helplessness and disgust.
He grinned and praised loudly, "This wine is as beautiful as the boss lady here!"
This was partly a compliment to the wine and partly a joke to Tsunade.
Tsunade Hearing this, the veins on his forehead twitched slightly, but he seemed to have long been used to the old pervert's flirtatious words, so he just rolled his eyes at him angrily, not bothering to respond.
Jiraiya brought Sasuke here with the main purpose of finding Tsunade.
In the battle with Snow Moon Castle, although Sasuke successfully escaped, the side effects of Cursed Seal, the consumption and hidden injuries of fighting Naruto, all left him in poor condition.
The best and most trustworthy doctor Jiraiya knows is none other than Tsunade.
This former "Sannin" is not only powerful, but his Medical Ninjutsu is even better than Shinobi World, and he is famous throughout Land of Fire and even Five Great Nations.
Ino felt even more angry when he saw Jiraiya only focusing on tasting wine and "teasing" Lady Tsunade.
She could naturally tell that the person wearing a hat opposite Jiraiya was not Naruto.
She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calmer, but the urgency in her tone could not be concealed. "Mr. Jiraiya, where is Naruto now? Is he... okay?"
Hearing Naruto's name, Jiraiya raised the wine bowl to his lips and paused slightly.
The amusement on his face subsided a little, and he put down the wine bowl and looked downstairs at Ino, whose eyes were full of expectation and worry. He then looked at Sakura Haruno next to him, who also looked concerned, and opposite Sasuke on the second floor. Although he was wearing a hat, his breath seemed to be slightly stagnant for a moment.
He touched his chin, sighed, and said in a tone that sounded quite relaxed, but also a bit perfunctory like an elder. "Naruto...
That Kid has grown up long ago.
He has his own path to walk and his own Jianghu to break into.
Now, of course, I am wandering outside!
Don't worry, Kid is very tough and strong, so he can't suffer any loss."
What he said is as if he didn't say it.
Neither the specific whereabouts of Naruto nor his current situation was revealed, and he just dismissed the matter with a vague "outside the world".
When Ino heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, his lips tightened, and he wanted to ask again, but saw that Jiraiya had picked up the wine bowl again and took a big sip, as if he didn't intend to talk about this topic anymore.
The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while.
Sasuke looked at Ino and Sakura who were lost downstairs, and then at Jiraiya opposite who looked bold and unruly but was actually unpredictable. The hand holding the hilt of Kusanagi Sword tightened slightly.
Naruto...
I will recover soon and become stronger until I defeat you!
Sharingan turned on unconsciously, and the three Tomoe seemed to be somewhat deformed when rotating.