Ninja World

The fallen leaves have accumulated several layers in this remote and rugged mountain road.

Snowflakes gradually floated in the sky at some point.

All the white pieces fell down.

A tall figure walked slowly on the fallen leaves with a small book basket on his back, and his footsteps made a creaking sound.

The long white hair was hanging all the way to the waist, and the bitter cold wind blew the snowflakes floating all over the sky, and the snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, half covering the cheeks.

In the black and white eyes, the ancient well was no longer waves, and the two long red marks had already hung to the corner of their mouth as they grew older.

A red outer jacket, brown clothes, lined with soft armor.

now

An eagle swept across the sky.

The huge wings spread out, the eagle roared and the clouds were slammed, and the wings tilted the strong wind and swooped down slightly.

The brown eagle eyes were firmly locked in the figure who was struggling on the mountain road below.

...

Looking around.

The whole world has been covered with silver.

As winter comes, everything witheres.

Even the villagers in the village who rely on this mountain to survive temporarily had to take a few days off.

The mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and the hungry animals even dared to rush into the village to grab food, let alone climbing over the mountains and forests under the extremely cold conditions today.

If you are not careful, you will die in it.

Even the most experienced old hunter dared not enter the mountain at this moment.

so..

Looking around, there was only one person here who was not afraid of the severe cold and frost, and the mountain road was steep, slippery and steep.

And he was naturally targeted by the predators who had been hungry for several days.

The fallen leaves and soil are still a little wet.

"A light snow that fell last night had just melted, and now... it started to snow again."

Jiraiya looked solemn and serious.

When he is alone, Jirai will also restrain his laughter and become quiet and silent, and he has the image of a middle-aged uncle.

The wet land was stomping on the wet land and the thin snowflakes were falling.

I was thinking about other things.

...

The end of the year is approaching.

Another year passed, and he also grew a year older.

In this era when ninjas did not live long and generally got married and had children at the age of sixteen, he still did not start a family and started a business at the age of thirty-five.

Fortunately, he has no father or mother, and no one will urge him.

But... whenever someone asks about it, he will grab his hair and laugh.

"Is it not good for Lord Jiraiya to live with his entourage now?"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man with white hair couldn't help but smile slightly.

Immediately it slowly converged.

The mountain road has come to an end.

Standing here, overlooking the beautiful mountains and rivers below, you can see the vast scenery below.

The once turbulent waterfall entered the dry season at some point, and the riverbed was covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

Jiraiya stood above the high rocks overlooking the distance.

I couldn't help but sigh slightly.

“It’s the Valley of the End.”

Then he raised his head.

The eagle in the sky that had been hungry for several days was sweeping down towards its prey, with its wings rolling up, and its sharp eagle claws reflected the cold light.

Go straight toward

Jiraiya's pair of black and white eyes.

...

After a moment.

A terrifying whine sounded, and the sound of wings flapping violently, a gray-black feather fell from the cliff wall.

The light was swept up by the whistling wind and rushed straight into the gray sky.

A wisp of smoke slowly rose.

The tall figure sat cross-legged on the stone alone, swept a piece of open space, and found some dry firewood.

I lit the flames with Fire Escape Ninjutsu, looking for some warmth in this cold winter.

Placed for today's dinner...

A "chicken" who had been killed and had her hair lost was put on firewood and put it on the bonfire. She flipped her food slowly in her hands, thinking about other things.

Konoha is in crisis, he knows very well.

According to common sense, he should be in the village or go to the front line to fight, but Jiraiya chose to evaporate the world.

It disappeared directly.

Even the ninjas at the root of the dark tree cannot find Jiraiya's traces.

In fact, the swagger in the past was just that he didn't want to dodge, which did not mean that he was unable to avoid the eyes of these people.

If he wanted to, these people would never find him in their lifetime.

The aroma of barbecue gradually spread out.

The meat gradually became golden and turned to brown, and oil and water kept coming out.

Jiraiya came to his senses slightly and quickly took it off the bonfire.

It's just right now, so you can't bake it anymore, and it won't be delicious if you bake it again.

Thinking of this, middle-aged man held the roasted ‘chicken’ in one hand. This kind of thing looks big and has at least two circles smaller after shedding her hair.

Then he reached into his arms and touched it, and took out a scroll.

When spread out, there was only a large black character "material" on the snow-white scroll, and there were dense runes around it.

Then he made a seal with one hand and whispered slightly.

"open."

A ball of white smoke exploded, and several bottles of seasoning appeared out of thin air on the unfolded white scroll.

Jiraiya's cheeks suddenly showed a smile.

"Why do you eat the barbecue without seasoning?"

The smell is too primitive.

Sprinkle the seasoning evenly, then tear off one of the wings, resisted the urge to flow out of the saliva in his mouth, and then bit it up.

...

Jiraiya has been traveling to the ninja world for a long time.

It’s not that he is unwilling to fight for Konoha, but that he has a more important mission to complete now.

If people in the village were found casually walking on the street, there would be no way to refuse at that time.

Jiraiya has his own ideas.

Sometimes he also recalled what his disciple Yahiko, who was in the Kingdom of Rain, said.

...

“I hate war.”

"War triggers hatred, and hatred will once again bring war."

“So back and forth.”

The moonlight was bright, and the master and apprentice sat on the stone outside the house. Yahiko turned her head and looked at Jiraiya.

"teacher."

"I don't want to kill anyone..."

"Even if the other party is the enemy."

The white-haired man was slightly stunned for a moment, then turned his head.

This is the first time he has heard of such remarks.

Why can't the enemy be killed?

However, Yahiko seemed to see the teacher's doubts and explained softly.

"Because killing anyone will attract hatred."

"And this is another beginning of revenge, the fight."

"I hope..."

"One day in the future people can let go of grudges, give up hatred, and sincerely understand each other, thus... bringing peace to the world."

Jiraiya's eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Yahiko and said to herself with her head down.

“This is naive…”

"It's ridiculous, teacher."

This is not the first time Yahiko has mentioned his ideals with Jiraiya.

But this was indeed the one that touched Jiraiya the most.

...

"No..."

Jiraiya wiped his hands and slapped his round belly slightly, not sure why he remembered Yahiko's ideal at this time.

"Your ideal is not naive."

"Yahiko."

perhaps...

I don't know when he gradually began to agree with his thoughts.

So much so that he began to escape the war.

However, this time it was not for this reason.

Instead, he really has a special and important mission waiting for him to complete.

About... A conversation between Toad Great Immortal and him not long ago.