The scene returned to the day after the Winter Festival ended. Jiraiya pushed open the door and walked in, looking rather unhappy.
He walked to Naruto's room, hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door.
"Oh, old man! You're back!"
Naruto, who had been meditating cross-legged in his room, opened his eyes. He extended his senses and instantly identified his visitor.
It was none other than his old man, who had gone out to spend the evening of the Winter Festival with Aunt Tsunade.
"Hehehe, did anything happen last night?"
Naruto's expression turned comical. He opened the door and lunged straight at Jiraiya.
The corner of Jiraiya's mouth twitched. Knowing Naruto, that "did anything happen" definitely meant something strange.
"With such beautiful fireworks, didn't anything romantic happen?"
Naruto blinked, looking at Jiraiya with utterly innocent eyes.
Jiraiya's gloomy mood vanished at that moment, replaced by utter speechlessness.
Why were kids these days so precocious?
He himself was still single, while this brat Naruto already had someone.
Looking at the nosy Naruto before him, he had the distinct feeling that Naruto was not the only one behind this question.
Munching on sunflower seeds, Kushina and Minato watched Jiraiya's awkward expression outside the screen. One's eyes lit up, while the corners of the other's mouth lifted slightly.
To Minato, there was nothing particularly strange about his teacher liking Tsunade.
It was just that Lady Tsunade had once had a lover, and his teacher's personality was, well, like that.
But by now, both of them could be considered older singles, so there would be nothing wrong with them getting together.
Still, his teacher's expression just now had seemed oddly serious.
Speechless, Jiraiya rubbed Naruto's head. His expression gradually settled, and he gently crouched down and cleared his throat.
Looking into Naruto's azure