Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

A grown man in his 20s looking for a five-and-a-half-year-old kid?

Really fresh.

I heard Jiraiya say, "Obito, you are too stupid. The Go Fire Ball is such a simple technique, so don't bother Madara-sama. I will teach you how to do it, together with Kakashi."

Obito looked at Jiraiya suspiciously, expressing doubts about Jiraiya's words.

He's just young and easily distracted by other things, but that doesn't mean he's really a fool.

For all the carelessness that Jiraiya usually showed, he didn't think Jiraiya could teach him how to use fireballs.

Obviously, Madara really doesn't want to be this teacher anymore. Obito is his own child now, and as long as Jiraiya doesn't seek death, he will definitely not do anything harmful to Obito.

After coming to this conclusion in his mind, Madara was too lazy to care about them anymore. He was going to go home and have a cup of tea, and then consider asking the Chinese restaurant to bring something to eat in the evening.

Madara left, and only Jiraiya and Obito were left here.

Obito pouted and looked at Jiraiya a little dissatisfied.

"Senior, what exactly do you want to teach me?"

As soon as Madara left, Jiraiya showed his true colors. He trotted up to Obito and whispered: "Would you like to follow me in the future? I can take you to the women's bath. They are all beautiful girls~"

Who doesn't like beautiful young ladies? No one doesn't like beautiful young ladies as long as they are 80 years old or eight years old. No, they can be even younger. They can be as young as two or three years old.

Sure enough, Obito's eyes shone, but then he was a little embarrassed, "What about the Go Fireball?"

Jiraiya laughed out loud, "Why do you care about the fireball when you have a pretty girl? You little guy, your brain is really not very bright."

Obito: "What qualifications do you have to criticize me? You are the same person yourself!"

"He's not big, but he's very sharp-tongued. Come with me quickly. We'll do it when it gets dark. Call Kakashi with us."

As soon as he heard about Kakashi, Obito's spirits immediately came to him. He jogged a few steps to catch up with Jiraiya and asked, "Is Kakashi going to peep too?"

"Ah, if I call him, he will definitely go."

Hearing what he said, Obito showed a sly smile. He chuckled and said, "Humph, I know that guy usually pretends to be serious, but in private he is really a sullen pervert."

Jiraiya tapped the back of his head and reminded him with a smile, "You are one of them, so what right do you have to dislike others?"

Although Obito was unconvinced but had nothing to say, he always felt that when Kakashi was involved in everything, he always wanted to compare. It was not until a few years later that his mood changed that he knew why. .

Kakashi, who is like the flower of the high mountains, is like a god with no desires and desires, while Obito is like the most ordinary mortal in the world. He fears gods and covets gods, and inexplicably wants to pull him down from the altar. Fall with him.

After many years of absence, Jiraiya once again stood outside the familiar soup house.

Nothing has changed here compared to the past, except that the bamboo curtains have been replaced with new ones, but there are still the same gaps as before.

Looking at this bamboo curtain, Jiraiya suddenly felt a sense of intimacy in his heart.

Ah, full of memories from my boyhood.

Obito was very excited when he came here for the first time. Jiraiya was tall and could see through the gap above, and Obito was short and it didn't stop him from seeing through the gap below.

The two men, one big and one small, stuck their buttocks out and pressed their heads against the bamboo curtain, looking as obscene as they could be.

"Did you see that, Jiraiya-senpai?"

"Well, the mist is a bit thick and the lights are a bit dim. By the way, have you seen it? Children's eyes should be better than adults', right?"

Obito pursed his lips and answered truthfully, "I can't see clearly. By the way, is the one sitting over there a sister or a mother-in-law?"

Jiraiya gave him a slap in the face and complained: "Isn't it said that the eyes of the Uchiha clan are easy to use? You naughty kid can't even tell the difference between your sister and your mother-in-law?"

Obito felt aggrieved, and his voice inevitably rose a bit, "The Sharingan needs to be opened, but I haven't opened it yet!"

Jiraiya quickly covered his mouth, "Oh, you little ancestor, please keep your voice down. If someone hears it from inside, the boss lady will come out and splash water..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt hot all over, and Jiraiya and Obito were soaked in a pot of hot water.

The two of them turned around and saw the proprietress of the soup house three steps behind them, with one hand on her hips and an empty basin in the other.

"Jiraiya, how old are you and still doing such shameless things? Be careful, I tell Lord Hokage that he is your teacher, right?"

Jiraiya wanted to use the teleportation technique to escape, but Obito hugged the clinker's thigh. The little boy raised his stubborn face and glared at him, as if to say, don't even think about leaving us and running away!

The three of them, one old, two young, listened to the proprietress of the soup house reciting sutras for half an hour outside the women's soup house before they were allowed to leave. Now, the three of them were bored and walking on the street in different moods.

My whole body was wet and uncomfortable, and the night wind was a bit cold.

Obito looked at Kakashi who had been silent next to him. Kakashi had been standing far away just now, so naturally he would not be splashed with water.

Among the two of them, he was the only one who was splashed, and thinking about it, he felt unwilling to do so.

"Hey, Kakashi, did you know that the boss lady was going to splash water, so you didn't look at her and hid so far away?"

Kakashi, who was in a daze, turned his head to look at the angry Obito, and a question mark slowly appeared above his head.

"That must be the case. You're really very scheming." Seeing that he didn't speak, Obito made a decision for him directly.

In Kakashi's eyes, Obito who slapped him so randomly was like a scoundrel. He rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "You were the one who got splashed because you were trying to peep. Can you also blame others for this?"

Jiraiya didn't see anything and kept saying, "Kakashi, you are so unkind. If you don't look at it, you should at least consciously stand guard on the sidelines. When the boss lady comes, you should remind your teammates. , this is the only one who is qualified. Speaking of you, you look just like Orochimaru..."

At that time, although Orochimaru always stood guard for himself, but with him he was just like without him. When he was on guard, he spent most of the time in a daze. When the proprietress of the soup house came, he did not say anything, so that he could not Less hot water thrown at you.

"Jiraiya-senpai," Kakashi looked at Jiraiya, "As for the training we agreed on, you're not just referring to this, right?" He was referring to peeping on the female bath.

Jiraiya scratched his hair and laughed, "I said I would help you become an 'excellent' ninja, but you can't get horny yourself. What can I do?"

Kakashi complained silently in his mind, he had long thought you were unreliable, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Because he had doubts about Jiraiya from the beginning, now, after knowing this result, Kakashi was not strongly disappointed.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Obito gradually felt that something was wrong. He hurriedly asked Jiraiya, "Then what you said to me about the fireball is also fake?"

"I taught you to see it. It's your own eyes that can't see it. You can't blame me for this, right?"

Fireball, fireball, fire...ball?

Where is the fire, there is only the ball, right?

Can this also drive?

Obito wasn't as easy to fool as Kakashi. This kid knew how to behave and roll around. If he wouldn't leave, he would hold Jiraiya's thigh on the street, making it difficult for Jiraiya to move like a lead.

"I don't care. If you don't teach me, Master Madara will be angry."

"How could Madara-sama be so easily angry?"

"I don't care, I don't care, you must teach me."

Unexpectedly, this guy was so difficult to deal with. Jiraiya let out a long sigh and thought about how to teach Obito, an idiot, how to use fireballs.

"Well, it means forming a seal first, then extracting all the fire attribute chakra from your body, extracting it to your throat, and then spit it out in one breath."

The principle is this principle. Knowing the principle and being able to activate it are two different concepts.

Standing by the Nanga River at night, Obito made seals, extracted them, and spit them out over and over again.

Every time it was a small spark.

Jiraiya was lying on the grass with one hand on his back and yawning. Kakashi's eyes were fixed on Obito. He didn't move, but his eyes were not idle.

Jiraiya silently looked at the two children, the genius and the crane tail, as if such a combination was possible at any time.

However, the final outcome is hard to say. Whether the genius can always stand on the high ground and whether the crane tail can overtake in corners with its own efforts are all unknown.

It’s the unknown that makes it exciting, isn’t it?