Spoiler at the beginning, Brother Tuzi, can you really open your eyes to this?

About a few minutes later, this lonely place welcomed an uninvited guest.

A small toad was jumping on the dry ground, looking weak and exhausted.

Not long after, the little toad quietly approached behind Minato, but Minato seemed unaware of the existence of this little life, and his eyes were still firmly looking forward.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

From the suddenly elongated shadow under the little toad, a tall and strong figure suddenly rushed out without the slightest hesitation!

A heavy punch came straight at Minato!

Minato still seemed unaware and was about to be hit. It was a critical moment!

With a whoosh, Minato's figure flashed away!

The attacker was slightly stunned, his eyes rolled, and then he realized the situation.

He decisively condensed a Rasengan in his palm and smashed it backwards!

At this moment, another Rasengan hit the bull's eye and collided heavily with the attacker's ball!

The two Rasengan collided violently, the air was torn apart, and a sharp whistling sound was emitted!

boom!

The power accumulated in the Rasengan reached its limit and suddenly exploded!

The two of them quickly pushed the Rasengan out, fearing that the force would backfire on them.

Even so, the aftermath of the explosion still knocked them over. As Minato flew backwards, he rescued the little toad on the ground to prevent it from being implicated.

Billowing dust rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Namikaze Minato steadied himself, placed the little toad on his shoulder, looked at the dust with a smile, and said with a hint of ridicule:

"Teacher Jiraiya, my reflexes are pretty quick, right?"

"Hahaha!"

A hearty laugh rang out in the dust, shaking the air. The smoke and dust cleared, revealing the true appearance of the person who came.

He has a tall body, a forehead protector with the word "Oil" engraved on it, long silver-white hair that falls to his waist, with striking red marks under his eyes. He wears a red coat with a brown shirt underneath, wooden clogs, ninja tools on both hands, and a huge scroll on his back.

It is none other than the heroic Jiraiya, one of the three legendary ninjas!

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I can't help but want to test you. You don't mind, do you?" Jiraiya smiled seriously and scratched his head as he spoke.

As he finished speaking, the strange makeup on his face gradually faded.

Minato smiled and said, "How could that be possible, Jiraiya-sensei."

Although I seemed relaxed on the surface, I was secretly impressed by the teacher's meticulousness.

Teacher Jiraiya is still the same as always. Although he seems careless on the surface, he is actually very meticulous and wise.

The probing attack just now seemed understated on the surface, but in fact, Jiraiya had already secretly prepared to enter the Sage Mode. Once he realized that the Namikaze Minato in front of him was an impostor, he would be greeted by a devastating Sage attack.

As Jiraiya's disciple for many years, Minato knew his character well, so he demonstrated his two unique skills, Flying Thunder God and Rasengan, as soon as they met.

These two skills have almost become synonymous with Minato Namikaze, and no one else can use them except himself.

So, Jiraiya completely let down his guard.

………………

It was a rare occasion for master and disciple to get together, so they naturally would not choose to reminisce about the past in a desolate place. Jiraiya led Minato to a hidden tavern.

The two sat opposite each other and talked freely in this private space.

Jiraiya filled each of their glasses with fine wine, and then drank it all in one gulp, his face full of enjoyment.

"You...are not Minato?"

After hesitating for a moment, Jiraiya said something shocking and stared at "Namikaze Minato" opposite him with a smile.

Minato was not panicked at all, but his admiration was overflowing:

"As expected of you, Master Jiraiya, you can see this..."

Jiraiya was very proud: "Haha, of course, you are my disciple after all. If you don't have this much vision, then I am just a teacher in vain."

However, when he said this, Jiraiya's eyes couldn't help but well up with tears: "If that's the case... then he really is gone."

"Alas, before returning to Konoha, I still had an illusion that he might not have died that year, but was just seriously injured and has been recuperating until now..."

"Until I met you, all my fantasies turned into bubbles."

"Teacher Jiraiya..."

Minato couldn't find the right words to comfort him, so he could only silently fill his glass with wine.

Without saying anything, Jiraiya raised his cup again and drank it all, as if this could dilute the sorrow in his heart.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, Minato, tell me about yourself?" Jiraiya's eyes were sharp and fixed on him.

Although he said that the Minato in front of him was not the disciple in his memory, he did not deny that this was Namikaze Minato himself.

Minato smiled slightly: "Teacher, didn't you just say that I'm not that 'Minato'?"

Jiraiya waved his hand and said casually:

"Well, you are Minato, but you are not the Minato I know."

"To be more precise, it's not the Minato I remember, but my intuition as a teacher tells me that there is something fishy going on."

"So that's how it is... Then, teacher, have you ever heard of the concept of alternate time and space?"

Minato pondered for a moment before asking this question.

When he heard the words "different time and space", Jiraiya suddenly understood and was surprised:

"you mean……"

"That's right."

Minato nodded, then took a moment to briefly explain his origins.

He confessed that he was not the Minato Namikaze of this time and space.

After learning the truth, Jiraiya was filled with emotion:

"The ninja world actually hides such an incredible secret..."

"No wonder, no wonder, I thought the ninja world had come up with some new secret technique that could copy a person exactly as he was."

"I didn't expect the truth to be so unusual."

Minato smiled and said nothing, listening patiently to Jiraiya's sigh.

Suddenly, Jiraiya asked eagerly, "Minato, what year is it on your side?"

"It's the 48th year of Konoha. Is there any problem, teacher?" Minato said truthfully.

"Minato, since you can come, you should be able to go back, right?" Jiraiya looked a little anxious.

"sure."

After getting a positive answer, Jiraiya grabbed Minato's arm and said firmly:

"Minato, you must take me with you when you go back. I will never be absent from this battle again!"

"Teacher Jiraiya..." A warm feeling surged in Minato's heart.

He even felt Jiraiya's hands trembling slightly. Obviously, Jiraiya was still feeling aggrieved about not being able to show up in time on the night of the Nine-Tails.

But this was not his fault. He was chasing Orochimaru at that time, and no one could predict the sudden attack by the masked man.

Minato patted his hand gently, smiled and comforted him:

"Teacher, rest assured, I have made preparations and will not let such a tragedy happen again."

Hearing Minato's confident answer.

Jiraiya nodded. With Minato's wisdom and the information he had obtained in advance, the balance of victory had clearly tilted towards his side.

But he still reminded me: "If you need any help, just tell me."

"Don't worry, Jiraiya-sensei, I will."

"Haha, that's good. I feel relieved. Come on, let's not go home until we are drunk today!" Jiraiya's hearty laughter was full of pride.

Minato didn't want to let Jiraiya down, so he accompanied him drinking one cup after another until late at night.

And at this moment.

In the Hokage's office, Nara Shikaku was overwhelmed by the pile of documents on his desk.

Why is it that Minato can always handle these complicated matters with ease, while I have to think over and over again to avoid making mistakes?

"Didn't Minato say he would be back soon..."

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

Nara Shikaku pondered, could it be that he had heard it wrong at that time?

Minato actually said yes come back tomorrow?