Saving Uchiha starts with flipping the table

At the entrance of the lounge, Jiraiya, who was smiling, suddenly fell into embarrassment.

Because of what happened yesterday, Izumi's impression of Jiraiya has become negative, so he naturally won't look at him well.

Even the name has changed to perverted sir.

I'm afraid that the face of my Toad Sage can't be saved.

Jiraiya looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Yan walked out of the lounge and looked Jiraiya up and down. The smell of alcohol was gone, his beard was shaved, and his messy hair was rarely cleaned up. He looked much better.

But what Yan didn't understand was that you, Jiraiya, have done this, why can't you change your tattered clothes?

A set of clothes is not worth much money.

"Ahaha, you were still calling me you yesterday, why did you change today?"

Jiraiya laughed and tried not to make eye contact with Izumi.

Izumi's disgusted and disdainful eyes made him uncomfortable.

"If you want me to speak in this tone, I don't mind satisfying you!"

Yan raised his eyebrows and emphasized his tone.

"......."

Jiraiya was anxious:

"No, it's fine like this. I feel that we get along well and should be friends. Don't call me adults or you. It sounds awkward to me."

He winked at Yan.

"How about finding a place to talk?"

"Okay."

Yan took Jiraiya away from the police department. As for being friends, forget it.

With the relationship between Uchiha and the village, being friends with the upper echelons would be a joke if it got out.

As soon as he left the police department, Jiraiya couldn't help it.

"I came to you because I want you to help me. I want to stay in the village for a while to make up for what I owe to Naruto, but I don't know what children like, and there is no one in the village who gets along well with me, so I have to find you."

In Jiraiya's opinion, Yan, who mocks him in various ways, speaks in a sarcastic way, is much more pleasing to the eye than those guys who are respectful to him.

So he came to seek help.

Jiraiya knows what ordinary children need. Even if he doesn't understand, he can just ask and find someone to learn from.

It's a pity that Naruto is not an ordinary child.

Jiraiya thought about it and could only choose to ask for help. When he couldn't find a suitable candidate, he found the police department.

I'm impressed. He actually came here for such a trivial matter.

Yan looked at him with a look of disdain:

"The best way to get along with Naruto is to change your clothes and go directly to the school teacher.

Talk to Naruto in front of the teacher and tell him that you are his father's teacher, a very close relative, who was on a mission outside before and is now back and wants to live with him."

"Then take Naruto, who is crying, to buy some new clothes, take him to eat some delicious food, accompany him, and tell him some stories."

"Then what?"

Jiraiya scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

Yan slapped his hand away with disdain.

"What then? It's come to this point, don't you understand?

Compared to the material vacancy, Naruto needs the company of his family more.

His heart is empty. As long as you accompany him instead of his parents and give him the warmth of his family and relatives, he will feel happy."

Naruto is a simple-minded child who doesn't need much, but unfortunately no one can give it to him.

It's a good thing that Jiraiya can come back early.

In the original book, when Jiraiya came back, Naruto had grown up, which directly led to Jiraiya neglecting many things.

"Is it that simple?"

"What else?"

"The rest, you can take care of it yourself. Don't come to me if you have nothing to do, so that I won't be monitored again, which is annoying."

"......."

Half an hour later, in a clothing store in the commercial district, Jiraiya changed into a new set of clothes and turned back to ask:

"Yan, how about this dress?"

"Very good, perfect......."

This vision of picking clothes is so bad that it's outrageous.

Yan even wanted to cover his face and run away, pretending that he didn't know him.

Wearing this, you might as well wear old clothes to meet Naruto.

Yan, who couldn't bear it, could only help Jiraiya choose a set of clothes, and even packed some of Naruto's clothes, and then rushed to the barbecue restaurant, booked a private room, and then went straight to the ninja school.

In the office, the teacher was looking at the homework handed in by the students.

As a result, the office door was pushed open forcefully, and the teacher was startled.

"Hello, teacher, I am the parent of Uzumaki Naruto. I want to see him. Please ask him to come to the office."

What the hell?

Looking at Jiraiya who pushed the door open rudely and made an impolite request,The teacher was confused.

Uzumaki Naruto's parents?

You seem to be kidding me! !

Iruka, who knew Naruto's life story best, already had the urge to call the Anbu and the police department.

Where did this psychopath come from? He actually said that he was Naruto's parent. Why didn't you say that you were Naruto's grandfather?

"Please go out. Don't make such a joke in the ninja school, otherwise I will call someone."

With a stern face, Iruka scolded Jiraiya.

"I..."

Jiraiya wanted to explain, but the angry Iruka didn't give him a chance.

"What do you mean by you!"

Iruka still scolded him:

"You are not ashamed to come to the ninja school to make such a joke. Believe it or not, I will call the police department to arrest you. You..."

While scolding, Iruka noticed Yan who was leaning against the door frame and laughing so hard that his stomach hurt.

He blinked and thought about it.

Isn't this guy from the police department?

"I'm really Uzumaki Naruto's parent!!!"

Jiraiya was about to collapse. I have a deceitful face?

Why does no one believe me when I tell the truth?

"Nonsense."

Iruka still didn't believe it.

"Hahaha..."

Yan had already laughed so hard, this was just too funny.

What the hell are you laughing at!!

Jiraiya, with a dark face, wanted to strangle Yan to death.

Taking a deep breath, he could only continue to explain:

"My name is Jiraiya, Naruto's father is my apprentice, so I'm really his relative.

If you don't believe it, you can ask him, he is the captain of the police department, he can testify for me, if you don't trust the Uchiha people, you can go to the Hokage office building to ask."

"Jiraiya...sir?"

Iruka was half-believing and half-doubting.

The three ninjas left the village for too long, resulting in many new ninjas not being familiar with them, and Iruka was one of them.

Although I am not familiar with him, at least I have seen his photos and portraits.

They are all talented students who graduated from the Ninja School. Even if they are the last in the beginning, the Ninja School will promote them.

Iruka looked back blankly at the photo on the office wall.

Compared with the photo, although he looks a little older, at least the other features are consistent.

Did I just scold Jiraiya?