I, who was determined to stay in Naruto, became the white moonlight

"Why can't I touch it?" Haruko Asama asked puzzledly.

Tsunade looked at Jiraiya speechlessly and explained, "Because this guy is afraid that he won't grow taller."

"Nonsense! I will definitely be the tallest person in the world in the future!" Jiraiya pointed at Tsunade angrily.

"But his hair really looks like a hedgehog and feels very comfortable to touch." Haruko Asako excitedly shared with her good friend.

As expected of Tsunade who is friends with Haruko Hayama, "Really? Let me try it!"

Tsunade stood up immediately and looked at him with interest. Jiraiya felt the murderous aura towards his hair and ran away without stopping.

Seeing his stupid look, Tsunade laughed without any image, "Hahaha, Jiraiya is so funny!"

"Is his name Jiraiya?"

"Yes, he's an impulsive guy with mediocre talent. He's the last in our class!" Tsunade mercilessly exposed Jiraiya's shortcomings.

"Is that so... I feel like he is someone I remember."

In the morning, a figure flashed through Haruko's mind, but she couldn't remember what he looked like no matter how hard she tried.

Yellow hair... no, red hair? Have I ever met someone like this before?

"Are you on good terms with that person?" Tsunade asked her curiously.

Haruko Asahi shook her head. "I guess they are not close. After all, I can't even remember his name."

"Really?" Tsunade's interest was still high, "How about we go grab Jiraiya for a head pat after school!"

"Not good, he doesn't seem to like us touching his head."

"It's okay, that guy is just a pervert. I'll make sure he doesn't grow taller so he won't be ashamed to peep!"

Seeing Tsunade's sense of justice bursting out and her appearance of getting rid of harm for the people, Haruko Asahi said in surprise: "Pervert? Peeping!"

Well, Haruko Hayama thinks that when facing a bad guy, the punishment is to do something that he doesn’t like.

The two little girls agreed to go back to their respective classrooms after class.

Everyone around gradually walked out of the classroom, and Orochimaru was the only one left sitting in the empty room. He had a nonchalant expression on his face, as if he didn't care about anything, and he just silently held the book tightly in his hand.

……

"Wow, really..."

"Didn't I tell you? That guy is a pervert!"

In the morning, Haruko and Tsunade squatted in the bushes, staring at Jiraiya who was trying every means to peek into the bathhouse.

"He definitely can't get over there with such short legs," commented Morning Haruko.

Tsunade said confidently: "I bet ten dollars that he will fail!"

Unexpectedly, after Jiraiya found that he couldn't climb up, he fumbled around in his arms and took out a stick-like object, then kept poking along the crack in the wall, and he actually poked a hole through which he could see inside.

"Qikexiu! How come you, a pervert, can think of so many ways to spy?!"

Furious, Tsunade rushed out and gave Jiraiya a hard blow on the head.

Haruko Hayama originally wanted to stop her, but Tsunade ran too fast to be caught, and Haruko Hayama was exposed.

Jiraiya covered his head and said stubbornly: "What do you know, a washboard?!"

"What did you say……!"

Tsunade transformed into a horned evil demon with a ferocious face, panting, and approached him heavily step by step.

"That little brat! You better take care of her!" Jiraiya hurriedly asked for support from Haruko Hayama.

Haruko Asagi, who was called a brat, said: "...I didn't see anything."

In the end, Jiraiya was beaten severely by Tsunade and lay on the ground unable to move.

Haruko Asahi squatted beside him and poked him with her finger, "Tsunade, it looks like you beat him to death."

When Tsunade heard her words, she kicked Jiraiya in the butt, and Jiraiya flew one meter away, covering his butt and screaming.

She replied smugly: "I told you I knew what to do!"

Jiraiya's eyes were filled with tears, but he tried not to let them flow out. He gritted his teeth and threatened them: "You will definitely regret this!"

"...He looks like a white hedgehog that wants to cry but remains stubborn." Haruko Asama was a little surprised.

When Tsunade heard her say this, she nodded vigorously as if a new world had opened up.

"Who wants to cry?! I won't cry!" Jiraiya stood up tremblingly.

But when he saw Tsunade looked like she was about to rush over to hit him again, he quickly raised his hands and feet to protect his body.

Tsunade scoffed, "Coward!"

Haruko Zaoma added: "Hedgehogs are very timid, we have to understand that."

Jiraiya couldn't stand it anymore, "Just wait!"

Then he ran away.

...What a vicious villain's lines.

Haruko felt helpless in the morning, she stood up and said to Tsunade: "Tsunade, do you want to come to my house to play?"

"Eh? Is it okay?" Tsunade looked at her expectantly.

"Of course!" Haruko Asama walked straight up to her and took her hand.

When Sarutobi Hiruzen finished his mission and returned home, he found a cute little child in his house.

Haruko heard him coming back in the morning and popped her head out of the kitchen, "Huruzen, that's my friend Tsunade!"

Tsunade greeted him energetically, "Hey! I'm the beautiful Tsunade!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't mind her roughness and said with a smile: "Don't be restrained, Tsunade, be casual."

Sarutobi Hiruzen knew this ponytailed kid. She was Tsunade, the granddaughter of the current Hokage, Hashirama Senju.

At present, Haruko Hayama can only simply process the ingredients, so if Hiruzen Sarutobi is on a mission and has not returned, Haruko Hayama will go to the kitchen first to prepare the ingredients for him.

Tsunade was eating dinner and asked curiously, "Haruko, is he your father?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen spat out the soup in his hand, took the paper handed to him by Haruko in the morning, wiped his mouth, and forced a smile.

"I don't look that old, do I?"

Asahi Haruko smiled, "Hiruzen is considered my brother! Because he doesn't want to be my father."

"Huh?" Tsunade was a little confused.

In the morning, Haruko told her her life story without any hesitation.

"Huruzen picked me up when I was little and raised me up. I had followed other people's advice and called him dad, but Hiruzen said that calling him old made me old and forbade me to call him that."

"I see. I also want to find a cute sister like Haruko." Tsunade couldn't help but imagine how nice it would be if she had a younger sister or brother.

Listening to the innocent words of the two children, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt warm and peaceful in his heart.

This reminded him of his encounter with Haruko in the morning on that rainy day...

Sarutobi Hiruzen had just finished a mission and wanted to rush home, but on the way he saw a child curled up in the corner.

He jumped in front of the child, squatted down, and asked in a soft voice: "Kid, why don't you go home and stay here?"

The child who had buried his head heard his kind words and slightly raised his tender eyes to look at him.

"I...I don't have a home."

The weak and small voice made Sarutobi Hiruzen's heart tighten. This was not a peaceful era. There were wars everywhere, and it was common to see stray children in the village.

Looking at her skinny body and dirty clothes, Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't help but soften his heart. He stretched out his hand to the child, "Then are you willing to come home with me?"

The child stared at him for a few seconds, finally raised his cold hand and placed it on his big hand, and then was completely wrapped by his hand.

Such warm hands...

He brought Haruko Hayama back home like this. After some cleaning, he found out that Haruko Hayama was actually a girl. Especially her eyes, as black and shiny as her hair, staring at him without blinking, as if she was staring at all of him, which made him feel even more distressed.

"Do you have a name kid?"

"My name is... Haruko Hayama."

"You can't remember anything else, but you can still remember your own name. You're quite a strange kid."

Sarutobi Hiruzen said something to liven up the atmosphere and patted her head.

Haruko lowered her head slightly in the morning.

My name is Haruko Asa...