After sorting out the move, he left a few people behind to protect them.
Tetsuhiro finally recovered from holding back his laughter and jerked his chin at Tobirama. "Next house. Let's go see someone who'll be crucial in the future."
"Crucial?"
Tetsuhiro didn't answer. He simply left the room and headed outside...
Knock, knock, knock!
This time, a white-haired child opened the door. Beneath his somewhat vacant eyes were two distinctive thin red lines, one on each side.
"Who are you looking for?" He peeked around the door, showing half his head, his hand nervously gripping the handle. His voice was soft and childish too, but distinctly wary.
"Little Jiraiya, how many times have I told you not to open the door on your own?" A burly man walked out.
He had the same spiky white hair and looked exactly like the grown-up Jiraiya. With his chest bare, he seemed even more uninhibited.
A few wood shavings clung to his bronze chest. He had probably just finished working.
"Your Majesty? Lord Tobirama? Am I dreaming?" Once he saw who stood at his door, his face twisted into an exaggerated expression.
Yep, that makes him look even more like him. Though being only a Chunin hardly does that face justice.
While Tetsuhiro studied them and silently passed judgment, Tobirama was also looking the pair over. He spoke without prompting.
"Big brother, is this the kid you meant?"
Tetsuhiro snapped out of his thoughts. "Yes, that's me. May I ask your name?"
"Haha!" The man laughed heartily. "Welcome! Your humble subordinate is named Jiraiya, and this is my son, Jiraiya."
"Jiraiya, was it? You're in luck. Your son plays an important role in the Toad Sage's prophecy of the future. You won't need to take missions anymore. Just work with professional instructors