Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Orochimaru lived in his family's old house, in a single-family courtyard. Not far away was a neighbor whose parents had known each other for 30 to [-] years.

There were no lights in the room, and it was pitch dark. Tsunade had some difficulty holding the lock on the door, and said, "The door is locked, Jiraiya. Please look through Orochimaru's body and get the key."

Jiraiya stood still and said softly: "There is a flower pot with a cactus on the right window sill, and there is a spare key under the flower pot."

Tsunade went over to look doubtfully, moved the flower pot, and sure enough she saw a key.

"Hey, you actually know this."

"Ah, sometimes I will send him some food prepared by my brother. He is very busy and always stays in the Hokage-sama's laboratory. It is impossible to come back and give me the key every time, so, just I’ve got a handful left here.”

Tsunade chuckled, Orochimaru had indeed changed a lot.

She still remembered that some time before she left the village, she had jokingly said that she wanted to visit Orochimaru's house, but Orochimaru refused without even thinking. The reason was that there was nothing interesting in the house of a boy who lived alone. , deserted and boring, so I won’t show it.

Who would have thought that a few years later, he would even be able to give the keys to his own home to others, tsk tsk~

Tsunade was somewhat jealous.

"It's better that you two have a good relationship, this damn slutty snake, huh~!"

As soon as the lights were turned on, the room suddenly became brighter. Tsunade, who came to Orochimaru's house for the first time, was full of curiosity and looked around with her big amber eyes.

Just as Orochimaru said, the home of a boy who lives alone is indeed a bit deserted. The furniture is neatly where it should be. There are no decorative calligraphy and paintings on the walls. There are few other things except daily necessities. s things.

But it would be wrong to say that there is absolutely no such thing.

"Is this a wood carving? Orochimaru still likes this?" Looking at the wood carving handicrafts in the corner, Tsunade was very surprised.

Jiraiya carried Orochimaru with ease into a room, which was the bedroom where Orochimaru slept. As he walked, he replied: "That one was carved by Orochimaru's father when he was still alive. It is a very important thing to him."

"What about this washed-out cat head pillow?"

"His mother made it for him back then. It has faded after washing. You must not touch it. It is very fragile. He will probably go crazy if it is damaged."

Hearing what Jiraiya said, Tsunade paused with the finger she extended to touch, and then took it back angrily.

Orochimaru was placed on the bed by Jiraiya, and the neatly folded quilt was pulled over to cover him.

After being drunk, Orochimaru seemed to be a different person. He kept mumbling something, and he was obviously a chatterbox.

Jiraiya came close to his face and stared at him in a funny way. His fair face was dyed a beautiful rose color, and his eyes were blurred and unfocused. Although Orochimaru became a lot more masculine as an adult, he still looked like a girl now. .

"Hmph, little sister~ Hee hee." This kind of call was only dared to be called jokingly when Orochimaru was unconscious, otherwise he would probably have been beaten.

Jiraiya stretched out his hand and twisted Orochimaru's cheek in a playful manner, as if retaliating for grabbing his hair just now, causing Orochimaru to groan and frown in dissatisfaction.

"Orochimaru, this makes you more like a human being, a little bit human."

“*%￥#*……%￥”

Jiraiya couldn't hear what Orochimaru was saying. What serious meaning could a drunkard's words have? He was too lazy to distinguish.

At this time, Tsunade came in from outside, holding a cup in her hand. She handed the cup to Jiraiya and said, "Fortunately, there is honey and lemon in the kitchen. You can feed it to him."

Jiraiya was a little speechless, why was it him again.

"Hey, don't go too far. Don't point fingers at me just after returning to the village. I brought him back. As a teammate, shouldn't you feed him?"

Tsunade ignored him and sat down on a chair.

"So, I went to make honey lemonade, didn't I? Did you make this glass of water?"

"..." In terms of eloquence, Jiraiya has never beaten Tsunade.

He sighed and angrily lifted Orochimaru up in his arms, coaxing him to drink water in a low voice.

"Come on, open your mouth and drink the water. You will feel better. Take small sips and drink slowly."

Tsk~ He has never been so gentle to a girl. Damn Orochimaru. If he gets drunk next time, he will definitely pretend not to recognize him. This will definitely save a lot of trouble.

Tsunade sat on a chair and looked at Orochimaru's bedroom boredly. Everything was in a minimalist style, except for the desk in front of her. There were scrolls piled on the table, one after another about experiments. Papers of ideas and records were also scattered there. At the same time, there was a snake slough hidden in a transparent glass box at the corner of the table.

"Well..." When she saw it for the first time, Tsunade was not mentally prepared at all and was startled. She waited for a few more glances before suppressing her trembling.

"What's wrong?" Jiraiya looked up at her.

Tsunade smiled, "Look, Orochimaru put White Snake's snake shed here. Do you think he is a weirdo?"

"Ah, maybe..."

"No," Orochimaru frowned and retorted, "I'm not a weirdo, you are the weirdos!"

"Drunk man, don't talk!"

"I'm not a drunkard, cough cough..." He retorted so hurriedly that he couldn't swallow a mouthful of water and choked on his trachea. Orochimaru lay in Jiraiya's arms and coughed out of breath.

Tsunade couldn't bear it and rolled her eyes, secretly complaining: "Ah, you weakling!"

After drinking honey lemon water, Orochimaru finally felt a little more comfortable. With Jiraiya's tireless patting and coaxing, he finally fell asleep slowly.

Jiraiya looked at Orochimaru's gradually calmer breathing and let out a long sigh of relief. It turned out that serving a drunkard was such a tiring job.

"Next time you have a drink with Orochimaru, please don't call me. Whoever goes will be your grandson!"

Tsunade rolled her eyes at him, only the devil believed what he said.

When leaving Orochimaru's house, the moon had already risen to the sky, and the whole village seemed to be asleep, silent.

Jiraiya lowered his head and looked at Tsunade walking beside him. Tsunade was standing beside him now, feeling like a little bird clinging to someone. This feeling was not bad, Jiraiya liked it quite a lot.

"Come on, I'll take you home," he said.

"What?" Tsunade seemed to have heard a funny joke, "Are you looking down on me? I have made progress in the past few years. I have not only learned medical ninjutsu and neglected other things. Who dares to rob me in Konoha? Or what?"

Why didn't she understand what she meant? This made Jiraiya a little helpless.

"No, that's not what I meant..."

"Jiraiya, do you want to give it a try? Believe it or not, I can still beat you to pieces."

Does this idiot not understand his own thoughts at all?

Is she a girl?

Jiraiya sighed, decided not to talk nonsense and went straight to it, grabbed Tsunade's wrist and pulled her away.

"Hey, Jiraiya, what are you doing? Let me go. I told you to let go. Do you hear me?"

"Come on quickly, I'll take you back."

"You said no, it's not like I can't find my way home. I'm telling you, Jiraiya, are you too brave? Stop it."

Before he finished speaking, Jiraiya suddenly stopped. Tsunade didn't pay attention and bumped directly into his strong back. She didn't know what kind of training this body had been doing during the time she was away. It was like hitting a wall, so hard that she could even imagine what kind of muscles were underneath the thin fabric of her clothes.

After all, she had grown up and was as slow as Tsunade. This sudden close contact also made her cheeks turn red. The blush that had finally faded away due to the wind suddenly started to burn again.

"Hey, you, why did you stop suddenly..."