Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

After the wedding banquet dispersed, Tsunade Jiraiya and Orochimaru didn't move for a long time, as if the three of them had something to say to each other, but didn't know how to say it.

Jiraiya scratched his frizzy hair and smiled, his eyes shining with joy.

"Let's go to the izakaya and have another drink," he said.

His offer went unanswered, Tsunade and Orochimaru looked at him without nodding or shaking their heads.

Jiraiya curved his lips, showing a gentle smile, and turned around first.

"If you don't object, you agree. Let's go quickly. If you go late, there won't be any seats."

It was already evening when we left the Konoha Auditorium. Because of the cold weather, there were no people on the street.

The three of them randomly found an izakaya, opened the curtains and walked in.

As the weather got colder, more and more people were drinking, and the tables were all occupied by people who had gone first. The three of them had no choice but to sit at the bar.

Returning to the familiar Konoha, Jiraiya relaxed his whole body. He stretched and kept scolding Yugakure for the abnormal weather.

"It rains when it's sunny in other places. It rains when it snows in other places. It keeps raining and raining. Konoha is better."

Tsunade, who had been silent all this time, muttered to his right, "If it's not good there, why did you stay for so long, three years..."

"That's right. Three years is indeed a long time. You see, even Joruri is married."

Sakumo, a piece of solid wood, finally came to his senses, saw the person around him who had always liked him silently, responded to her feelings, and ushered in such a happy ending.

Just like what Jiraiya said when he went to say congratulations to Sakumo at the end of the wedding banquet, he lost the bet he made at that time.

Sakumo did not die alone and married Joruri. On the other hand, Jiraiya, who was in his 20s, was still alone in his family. Not to mention a group of beautiful wives, he couldn't even manage the one in front of him.

Three years have passed, why am I still such a failure?

Jiraiya told Tsunade and Orochimaru how he had taught the three children in the past three years, and told them that his students had mastered a lot of ninjutsu now, and even if he was not around to look after them, they should still be able to do it. You can survive in this troubled world.

Tsunade and Orochimaru were talking about what happened in the village, the war with Sunagakure, the war with Iwagakure, how many missions they had done and how many students they had taught.

The science and technology team developed a new machine, and the vaccine development in Lake Biwa was completed.

Jiraiya listened silently, gradually finding a sense of belonging from these events.

Until this moment, he really felt that he was back in Konoha. This was not a dream that would disappear when he woke up.

Orochimaru drank a few glasses of wine, but he was not drunk. When he left the izakaya, he declined Jiraiya's offer and disappeared into the night alone.

The snow started to fall at some point, and a thin layer had already accumulated on the ground. The strong wind was raging, picking up the snow flakes on the ground and blowing them far away.

"Orochimaru doesn't need me to send it to you, but what about you? Do you want me to send it to you?" Jiraiya tentatively asked Tsunade.

With Kato Dan in the middle, he wasn't sure if Tsunade was still willing to let him send her off.

He vaguely remembered that it was when Tsunade had just returned to the village after her travels. He wanted to send her home, but Tsunade, who had no interest at all, said no.

So, now, she shouldn't have to send it back by herself, right?

However, to Jiraiya's surprise, Tsunade nodded.

She looked into his eyes and nodded slightly, wrapping her coat tightly around her body.

This wind and snow is really too cold. Coming out of such a warm room makes people want to shiver.

Jiraiya sighed, took off his coat, and put the coat with Jiraiya's body temperature and smell on Tsunade.

"What about you, aren't you cold?"

Jiraiya laughed heartily, "I'm a man. Strong men are not afraid of the cold."

Tsunade looked at him, pursed her lips and didn't know what to say, silently clutching Jiraiya's coat.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked silently in the wind and snow, with a street lamp that turned on at intervals illuminating the path under their feet.

"Be careful, it will be a little slippery." Jiraiya reminded Tsunade from one side.

Perhaps because of drinking too much, Tsunade's sense of balance was much worse. After Tsunade almost slipped several times, Jiraiya thought for a while and then stretched out his arm to her.

"I'll lend you my arm."

Unlike Jiraiya in the past, now he always gave Tsunade a feeling of deliberately staying distant. In the past, he always used various opportunities to get close to him, but this is no longer the case.

Why is this happening? What happened in the past three years? Jiraiya...he...

Did Jiraiya always experience this feeling in the past?

Thinking about the so-called possibilities that had changed Jiraiya, the more Tsunade thought about it, the more upset she felt. The upset made her steps become shaky. When she passed a corner, even with Jiraiya's arm for support , she still fell firmly to the ground.

"Hey, Tsunade, you..." Jiraiya had never seen such a gaffe-like Tsunade before. He pulled her up with some complaints, "Hey, even on a happy day, you drank too much, right? …”

Before he finished speaking, when he saw Tsunade's face, those unfinished words were swallowed back into his stomach.

Tsunade lowered her head, the tears on her face were clearly visible. She bit her lips to prevent herself from crying, but the hand holding Jiraiya's arm tightened again and again, so tight that the joints turned white, even the back of the hand The purple blood vessels under the fair skin can be seen clearly.

"Tsunade, what's wrong with you, what happened?"

Tsunade finally raised her head under Jiraiya's questioning. With tears in her eyes, she looked into Jiraiya's surprised eyes and pursed her lips.

"Why did you come back so late? You clearly said that, you said it to me..."

"Tsunade?"

"You clearly said that you will be by my side to protect me no matter what. You said this yourself."

Tsunade pushed Jiraiya against the wall, and with a hysterical momentum, she grabbed Jiraiya's front with one hand.

"Tsunade?"

The first reaction was that she was drunk.

"Jiraiya, why don't you keep your word? Why weren't you by my side when I was most helpless?"

[Don't be afraid, I will be by your side to protect you no matter what. ]

This was said by Jiraiya himself. When Tsunade almost died in Hanzo's detonating flame formation, he held her in his arms and said this to her.

Looking at Tsunade's tearful face, Jiraiya gradually relaxed. He raised his hand to hold Tsunade's trembling shoulders, and asked her seriously and seriously, "What happened?"

"Broken, he's dead."

When Jiraiya heard the news, he was stunned. He had an indescribable feeling in his heart. It was true that he was his love rival, but he was also Konoha's companion.

Kato Dan was said to be a very powerful person. Who was such a powerful person killed by?

It was the first time that Tsunade showed such deep despair in front of Jiraiya. Snowflakes accumulated on Tsunade's head. The cold wind dried the tears on her face, but did not blow away her helplessness.

"When I wanted to tell him clearly, he died like that in front of my eyes. Everyone felt that I was his woman. I couldn't even explain it to others. Do you understand this feeling?"

Without waiting for Jiraiya to say anything, Tsunade shook her head and continued, "How do you understand? You are not me. If I say that I have always liked someone else, you may also think that it is me." The excuse I made was that just because he was gone, I selfishly immediately found a new wife. I am such a bad woman, right?"

"I've never felt like this."

"Jiraiya, what should I do?" Tsunade seemed to not be able to hear Jiraiya's words, she asked him over and over again.

"I love you, what should I do?"

His eyes slowly widened when Tsunade said this confession. Jiraiya looked at Tsunade in disbelief, and Tsunade was looking at him desperately, her pain, her despair, her helplessness. , all conveyed to him through those amber eyes.

Jiraiya thought, maybe she was really drunk?

If it were Tsunade who was normally awake, she would never say such a straightforward confession.

Haha, the woman he had liked for so many years finally saw his heart clearly, but it was after the death of another man.

Kato Dan, you just killed her.

The hand on Tsunade's shoulder gradually became stronger. Tsunade lowered her head and talked about her relationship with Kato.

Jiraiya leaned against the cold wall and slowly pulled Tsunade into his arms.

He held her tightly, stroking her hair over and over again to comfort her, but he couldn't say anything, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of water-soaked cotton.

He thought he had to say something.

After a long time, he realized that he had been repeating the same sentence.

"It's okay, I'm here, I'm here..."

I am here.

So am I late to come back now?