Naruto: My name is Naruto Nianma

Arriving in the village, Jiraiya took Menma and found the only inn in the village.

It is said to be a hotel, but it is actually a residential house that provides simple accommodation for travelers.

Jiraiya walked into the inn with Menma, and they were greeted by an elderly woman.

"Old lady, is there any room available?" Jiraiya asked kindly to the old lady.

"Yes, does the guest want to stay in the hotel?" The old woman raised her head and narrowed her eyes to look at Jiraiya.

"Yes, we are going to stay here for one night." Jiraiya nodded.

"Okay, guest, please follow me!" The old woman walked out from behind the counter, walked tremblingly to Jiraiya, and took him and Menma to the guest room.

"How old is this old woman?" Jiraiya looked at the silver-haired old woman leading the way, stumbling, and quickly stepped forward to help her.

"Thank you, guest!" The old woman looked at Jiraiya gratefully, and then replied:

“Old lady, I’m 48 this year!”

"Huh?" Jiraiya was dumbfounded.

"Pfft~" Menma couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong, guest? Do you have any questions?" the old woman asked doubtfully.

Jiraiya said awkwardly: "Sister, I am 50 years old this year!"

"Oh? The guest looks so young!" the old woman said with envy, "Unlike me, most of my feet are already in the coffin!"

"Haha" Jiraiya smiled awkwardly, "Maybe it's because I have practiced some ninjutsu!"

"It turns out to be Ninja-sama. How disrespectful!" The old woman's attitude suddenly became much more respectful.

"By the way, sister, are you the only one in this store?" Jiraiya asked, changing the subject.

The old woman shook her head and said slowly: "No, there is also my daughter-in-law, but she is about to give birth, so I asked her to rest first."

"Really? Congratulations!

By the way, where is your son?Are you taking care of your daughter-in-law? Jiraiya asked.

"A few months ago, when I was cutting firewood in the mountains, I fell down and died!" the old woman said sadly.

"...I'm sorry...I didn't know..." Jiraiya said guiltily.

"It's okay, it's been almost half a year. The dead are dead, but the living must continue to live!" The old woman shook her head and comforted Jiraiya.

"Okay, guest, the room has arrived. Are you satisfied with it after taking a look?"

Jiraiya let go of the old woman and opened the door.

The room is not big, with a bed, a table and a chair. It is very clean and tidy.

"This room is very good, we are very satisfied, thank you very much!" Jiraiya nodded to the old woman.

"That's good. You two can rest first and I won't disturb you. If you need anything, just come to me at the front."

After saying that, the old woman bowed slightly to the two of them and went back tremblingly.

Because it is just a small hotel in a village, it does not provide meals or hot water.

Menma and Jiraiya could only go to the village to find food.

After eating and drinking, and briefly washing themselves in the river at the end of the village, Menma and Jiraiya returned to the hotel to prepare for a rest.

After entering the room door, Menma asked Jiraiya:

"Master, why does that old woman look so much older than you even though she is obviously younger than you?"

Jiraiya sighed and said, "Maybe it's because life is difficult. Originally, people like them living at the bottom age faster than the average person.

Coupled with the fact that she recently lost her son, she looked even older under the huge mental shock. "

"So that's it." Menma thought thoughtfully.

The two simply packed up their things and got ready to go to bed.

"Master, there is only a small bed here, how can we sleep?" Menma asked.

"You still need to ask? Of course I sleep on the bed and you sleep on the ground!" Jiraiya said matter-of-factly.

"What? Why don't I sleep on the bed and you sleep on the ground?" Menma said dissatisfied.

"Nonsense, you're still wearing weights! What if their bed collapses later?" Jiraiya said righteously.

"Huh? Even if I add weight, it's still not as heavy as you, Master!" Menma retorted.

"No, your master and I are old and have cold legs, so I can't sleep on the floor!

You are young and have strong firepower, so you are not afraid! "Jiraiya made an excuse.

Menma was speechless at Jiraiya's shameless look, but he didn't continue to argue, he just took out his bedding and spread it on the ground.

Forget it, it would be nice to have a shelter from the wind and rain, at least it would be better than sleeping in the wild!

In the middle of the night, Menma woke up from a sudden burst of pain. He reached out and touched another big bag, and muttered helplessly:

"Master, where did you get so many stones?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh! Someone is coming!" Jiraiya sat on the bed with a serious look on his face.

Menma also cheered up and listened carefully.

Not long after, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and after a while, there was a knock on Jiraiya's door.

"Guest, guest!" The innkeeper, the old woman, shouted anxiously from outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Jiraiya already had the kunai in his hand. He had to stay vigilant when going out.

"Guests, please save my daughter-in-law!" The old woman's voice was frightened and helpless. "My daughter-in-law has given birth and is having difficulty giving birth!"

Jiraiya and Menma looked at each other and nodded, then Jiraiya got out of bed and opened the door.

"It's really a crime worthy of death for disturbing the guest, but I really have no other choice! I ask the guest to be merciful and save my daughter-in-law!"

The old woman outside the door knelt on the ground and gave a big salute to Jiraiya.

Jiraiya held on to the door frame and declined politely: "We are just ninjas who happened to pass by this place. We make a living by killing and don't know how to save people."

As he spoke, he released a trace of murderous intent towards the old woman.

Jiraiya's words have two meanings. One is that we don't know how to save people, so it's useless to come to us; the other is that we are ninjas who live by killing. If you piss me off, be careful and I will kill you too.

The old woman outside the door understood what Jiraiya meant, and her whole body trembled, but she still didn't leave, she just kept kowtowing to Jiraiya.

"..." Jiraiya said nothing.

After a while, Menma called out from behind Jiraiya: "Lead the way."

The old woman was overjoyed, and knocked her head heavily on the ground again. She stood up tremblingly and said thank you: "Thank you two great ninjas, thank you very much!"

After saying that, she stood up staggeringly, rolling and crawling to lead the way.

"Menma, do you know what you are doing?" Jiraiya asked seriously.

Menma sighed, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Master, if it wasn't really helpless, she wouldn't have begged us. It's not my way of forbearance to refuse to save her!"