After that dream, the regenerative ability that had vanished returned to Xue Ge's body, and he readily accepted its power.
After all, that power was ultimately rooted in his own flesh and blood. Rejecting it all day long was no solution.
With that absurd regenerative ability, Xue Ge soon went through the discharge procedures with practiced ease and left the hospital.
Over the past few days, just as Hiashi had said, peace seemed to have returned to the village. At least, Xue Ge had not noticed anyone coming to trouble him.
Nothing happened along the way. When he returned home, no one was there.
After sitting at home for a short while, Xue Ge changed into black casual clothes and left.
Danzo was most likely at Root. Come to think of it, Xue Ge had never been there since joining. He had previously promised Danzo that he would help train the newcomers.
Now that I have time, I might as well go take a look.
Of course-things always took an unexpected turn.
Standing on a bridge, Xue Ge leaned over the railing and watched a white-haired middle-aged man peeping beside a bathhouse not far away.
Hmm, if I remember correctly, that's Jiraiya, one of the Sannin.
What was he doing?
Jiraiya was actually quite well hidden. Had Xue Ge not been sharp-eyed, he would never have noticed someone standing in a corner of the bathhouse and peering inside. Other people were even less likely to notice.
And-judging by Jiraiya's eyes, he seemed to be enjoying himself quite a bit?
Xue Ge smacked his lips. Why did it feel as though all the Sannin had rather peculiar habits?
Tsunade liked gambling, Jiraiya seemed very lecherous, and as for Orochimaru-the man's disregard for people had left quite an impression even on Xue