People in Naruto, I'm Aizen

Chapter 32 Jiraiya, who lives in poverty and enjoys happiness (please read it! Please invest!)

"Ah... I have a headache..."

At three o'clock in the morning, Jiraiya slowly sat up from the endless bottles of wine and covered his head with a headache, hoping to relieve the pain of a hangover.

Yesterday, everyone was too enthusiastic after returning to Konoha, so the grand reception started right here.

After all, everyone is from east to west, and there are people from all sides. There are many old friends who have not been seen for several years or even more than ten years. Every time I return to the village, I have no chance to make contact. This time, I can.

Already.

Although there are a lot of criticisms from high-level officials about giving up the defense line, for many middle- and lower-level ninjas and ninjas who have not been exposed to that level, this time has become a time for everyone to praise the third generation. Because Konoha has really been around for a long time

It has never been so lively.

Countless ninjas hugged each other, various acrobatics or juggling appeared, and ninjas finally couldn't help but began to express their feelings to each other. In that chaotic and noisy night, no one knows how many lovers finally got married.

, or lovers eventually become brothers and sisters. But judging from the current situation, no one is particularly dissatisfied with this arrangement.

And when Jiraiya tried his best to recover from the pain of the hangover and stood up unsteadily, a white palm suddenly stretched out from his side, with a few potions on it.

"No, you'll feel better after taking the hangover pills and painkillers."

"Ah...Tsunade...thank you..."

Listening to the familiar words, Jiraiya grabbed the pill from Tsunade's hand and stuffed it into his mouth, then fell down on the tatami, raising his head and waiting for the potion to take effect.

However, he also knew very well that it was not their fault. It was his own fault.

Tsunade knew very well what Jiraiya thought, and Jiraiya also knew very well what Tsunade thought, so they had always maintained a tacit sense of distance. But this time, it was Tsunade who took the initiative to break the sense of distance.

, but this kind of thing did not make Jiraiya feel even the slightest bit happy.

"...I just took advantage of returning to Konoha to find some information and start thinking about it."

Looking at the two chatting companions, Jiraiya reached out and grabbed a bowl of wine and poured it into his stomach.

Sure enough, I couldn't understand it at all.

"Well, that's good too!"

"As long as you feel that it is someone you are familiar with, as long as you feel that you are still alive, then you are alive. The definition of the body can only be defined by the body itself, and when the soul really affects the material, then the current ethics is entangled

Morality is a meaningless thing."

Maybe it's because he will definitely abide by what others say.

In fact, Jiraiya also knew that there was probably no result between him and Tsunade. Because compared to Kato Dan, Jiraiya himself did not like Tsunade wholeheartedly, but more for his own mission.

Wiping her fists, Tsunade looked impatiently and ignored Jiraiya, whose head was smoking. She crossed her arms and looked at the messy place.

Other than that, Jiraiya couldn't find any reason why he had to do this.

Looking at Tsunade who was wearing a white haori, Jiraiya was silent for a long time, touched his chin, and then asked tentatively:

"You are trying to stay alive——"

The medicine produced by Tsunade is not that of a direct recovery, but slowly and firmly compensates for the damage in the body, allowing the brain to gradually wake up.

If he gives up his destiny, he may have more things. He may get the woman he loves, he may follow the path of Hokage, and he may have a more perfect life. But Jiraiya thought about it and decided to bear it all by himself.

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"Oh~ So Tsunade, that's what you think. If you think there's no problem, then that means there's no problem... Really, you have enough self-expression. The boundary between life and death should be very clear.

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Looking at Orochimaru who seemed to have something on his mind, Tsunade was wearing the feather number four and looked at Orochimaru's vertical pupils without hesitation.

Looking at Tsunade who was complaining and Orochimaru who was sighing at the side, Jiraiya laughed and felt that his life was complete.

Orochimaru's figure emerged from the shadows. This somewhat cold man looked at Tsunade and Jiraiya, whose heads were smoking, shook his head, and whispered:

"Life and death may be a scam from the beginning. The deceased does not really die, but just transforms into another state and moves to another world at the moment of death."

From a certain point of view, he seems to have always been the one who was ostracized by everyone. Even though he is now a Sannin, even though he has faced countless crises together, Jiraiya can still feel that he is with them.

of isolation and loneliness.

"Tsunade, you are the strongest among the medical ninjas. Do you think there is really an answer to this question? Is one's own will and soul, and the end of one's life, determined by the body or the spirit?"

I pat my chest and say I want to find the child of prophecy, but the end result is that I will teach children in the Land of Rain, and I will teach children when I come back, and I may teach children in the future.

"So? Where is Orochimaru? I didn't see him when I came here. Could it be that he just fell here like you? According to his habits, he should be in some laboratory or library at this time."

After glancing at Jiraiya, who suddenly shivered and calmed down, Tsunade, who was wearing a pure white haori, sighed and sat next to Jiraiya.

Jiraiya, who was behind the crane, had some effect.

"..."

Looking at his two dazzling teammates, Jiraiya continued to show a generous smile on his face and raised his wine glass high.

It can even be said that he actually doesn't like fighting or war. If possible, he may be a farmer farming at home, enjoying his ordinary and boring life. But he is not. He is a Sannin

, the person I like is also a Sannin, and carries the ultimate mission in this world.

His whole life may be drifting with promises and commitments. But so what? Jiraiya had a premonition of his fate, but he felt inexplicably content with it.

The girl he liked finally made her choice.

"That's interesting, Tsunade. From your perspective as a medical ninja, what do you think the most likely model looks like? What kind of view of life and death do you think is the most perfect?"

"Jiraiya, what are you crazy about?! I was just about to think of it!"

Even if they had changed just one night after returning to Konoha, they would still be smiling.

"If you dare to spit that last word out of your mouth, I will send you to the hospital directly."

"From my perspective..."

In this case, the incompetent Jiraiya could be considered to have made some achievements.

"Okay! Let's think of today as a celebration that we finally returned to the village, let's have a drink together! Orochimaru, don't just stand there stupidly, don't frown, have a drink!"

Jiraiya's originally mushy brain was gradually sorted out into order by the effects of the drug, but he still looked a little drunk, looking strangely at Tsunade who stood aside and seemed silent and peaceful.

Jiraiya knew his mission.

In fact, it's not like Jiraiya hasn't thought about why the Great Toad Immortal is looking for him, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still hasn't found any answer.

In fact, Tsunade would not take the initiative to sit in such a close position, because Tsunade and Jiraiya have always maintained a subtle distance and will not interfere too much in other people's spaces.

Because the white haori and black backing were the same as the Kato Dan they had seen before.

"Then he is two and you are four, because you actually feel like you are on top of him - ugh!"

He has never been an ambitious or determined person, and he has never considered himself a hero. Although everyone calls him the hero Jiraiya, the real Jiraiya is just a person who likes to teach children and write well.

He is just a healthy person who benefits everyone.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

The hero Jiraiya can stand beside them.

Because that's the path they want to take, so just raise a glass.

The person you like has a destination, and your destiny has an answer. If nothing happens, the three of them, Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan, will become the children of the prophecy. Is there a better future than this?

"...are you asking me?"

It would be great if his efforts and sacrifices could make the world a better place.

"If it were really that clear, the Second Generation would not have created that kind of forbidden technique. We all know it. From our perspective, life and death are extremely clear, but from the perspective of the deceased, this may not be the case."

Jiraiya felt that it was better not to let a stranger take on such a lonely and lonely task. If he had to sacrifice, let him sacrifice this hopeless guy.

The Great Toad Immortal has told him his destiny, which is to find the son of prophecy who will save the world.

"If I wake up from another body with my memories, is Orochimaru dead or alive? I'm just thinking about this question and trying to answer it."

"Why……"

"Because he wears such clothes, I want to wear them too, that's all."

"..."

"What did you drink when you just woke up?!"

"Jiraiya, don't make it too difficult for Tsunade."

Just as the three ninjas were blaming each other, as if they were back in the past in Konoha, a ninja with a dark body came quietly and half-knelt in front of the three of them.

"Sandaime-sama has ordered that the blood-moving suit has been initially developed by Kakashi Hatake and Sosuke Aizen, and the Jonin are being summoned to prepare for experimentation and promotion. Three people are required to witness and test it."

(End of chapter)