Konoha: This mental illness is a bit Uchiha

This kid must have a very good relationship with that old guy from the third generation.

After many years of medical experience, Senju Tsunade gradually understood what happened to Uchiha Mori. It seemed that this little guy's mental condition was abnormal.

Tsunade had seen many patients with this condition in Konoha where prisoners and spies were imprisoned. This disease was irreversible brain damage caused during interrogation.

"Did Konoha ever do anything to that brat?"

Looking at Jiraiya and Naruto, Tsunade asked. After two days of contact, she was very interested in this brat from the Uchiha family.

"Probably not. I remember that when Brother Sen was very young, his behavior was different from ordinary people..."

"How should I put it? Everyone thinks he is crazy, but the two of us had a lot of fun, hehehe~"

Naruto smiled heartlessly, and everyone present looked at him speechlessly...

Why are you having so much fun with a mentally ill person... You seem to be very proud...

But Tsunade heard another flavor from little Naruto's words.

Even with such unstable factors, three generations of old men took advantage of them without hesitation, thinking that the situation in the village would be even worse than they imagined.

But all this has nothing to do with myself.

"Continuing with the topic just now, Tsunade Village hopes that you can go back and take over the position of the Fifth Hokage..."

Zabuza and the others looked at Senju Tsunade again, worried about the future of Konoha...

Can such a guy really lead a village...

"Play cards and cards."

Tsunade didn't want to dwell too much on this issue. After all, she knew very well what she was avoiding by not returning to the village for so many years.

"Play cards! Plus me plus me!"

Sen is very enthusiastic about all gambling projects.

Naturally, the three of them played cards with each other. Jiraiya just thought this was a gathering of old friends and didn't say anything else. After all, she also knew Tsunade's temper, and she could only accept soft things rather than hard words.

Uchiha Mori, on the other hand, clutched the cards in his hand and smiled wildly.

Behind them, Zabuza and Shiro took a closer look, what a guy!

Playing with five cards, starting with a pair of kings and three twos, there is no one else. (Changed to a method everyone knows)

The relatively awkward atmosphere was instantly broken.

"Wait! Just now you said that the uncle who sold snake meat killed the Third Hokage. Do you also know about this?"

Uchiha Mori's face was full of impatience, and he just played cards well. When he saw that it was his little brother who asked the question, he said patiently:

"Yes, I met him today. His subordinate was very annoying and I punished him."

Naruto probably hadn't figured out the situation yet. He asked many times along the way, but Jiraiya never told him. He turned to look at Jiraiya:

"The uncle who sells snake meat is probably Orochimaru that the lustful immortal mentioned just now. Who is he?"

Jiraiya stared at the playing cards on the table, with no expression on his face, and said in a deep voice:

"Another one of the Sannin like us."

Naruto obviously couldn't accept such an answer. Why would he do such a thing despite being a ninja of Konoha...

"Why! The three ninjas are all ninjas of Konoha, right? But why!"

Obviously, Uchiha Mori and Senju Tsunade were a little impatient with Naruto's disturbance.

He turned his eyes away and looked at Naruto again, wondering why there was such a big difference between a brat and a human being.

"Who is this brat?"

There is a sense that if there is no background, just throw it out.

"Little sister, I understand everything without having to say anything."

Uchiha Mori stretched out his hand to stop Tsunade from looking at Zabuza.

"Throw it out for half an hour first, it's too noisy."

Although I am a little brother, I can't be used to it. I didn't see you, Brother Sen. I was preparing to kill everyone. How can I make money without fighting for a while?

"what!"