Naruto's water escape is the strongest

A few days later Sakura and Naruto were sent back for treatment.

Konoha.

In the evening, when the lanterns are first lit.

There are so many people and bustling people, Konoha is at its busiest moment.

A slightly secluded corner, on the rooftop of a certain building.

The burly man with long white hair was holding a wine glass in his hand, drinking lightly and drinking to himself.

"Aren't you going, Jiraiya? Today happens to be the Village Founding Day celebration."

The blonde woman came over, also holding a wine glass in her hand, glanced at him and said.

The two clinked glasses lightly.

"I won't go, Tsunade." Jiraiya smiled, looking at the bright lights in the distance and taking a sip, "That's a matter for young people, I'm already old!"

"This is not like you, Jiraiya. There are many young and beautiful girls at the celebration." She approached the man and teased, glancing at his wine glass.

"Get rid of it." Tsunade shook her head and pointed at the half-full glass in his hand. As she said that, she drank the wine in her own glass first.

Jiraiya smiled flatteringly: "You still like to drink like this!" He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Tsunade placed the wine glasses on the edge of the rooftop, and Jiraiya picked up a bottle of wine from under his feet and filled their empty glasses.He handed Tsunade the cup. At this time, Tsunade was leaning on the edge of the rooftop imitating his previous actions. The plump white meat that was so full that it was about to overflow was pressed tightly against the corner, changing shape like a water ball.

When Tsunade saw that his hand movements stopped for a moment, her almond-shaped eyes swept over and met the straight eyes of the man next to her.

The old problem has been made again.

She spit, took the wine glass, a little helpless, turned her head to look into the distance, but her posture remained unchanged.

Jiraiya sneered, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of sake, and looked in the direction of her gaze. That was where the celebration was being held, and the lights were gradually lighting up.

"Hey." The blonde woman said, her soft and watery eyes looking not far away, the ambiguous red light from the light reflected on her still fair face.

The white-haired man looked over.I don't know whether it was the color of the lantern or the effect of the rising smell of wine. The woman's delicate cheeks turned slightly red, her red lips parted slightly, and she heard her say softly: "We are all old."

The woman looked into the distance when she said this, and her eyes could not be seen.

Not far away there was a bustle of people, and the voices of tourists could be heard.Through the layers of leaves and branches, you can vaguely see couples wearing gorgeous costumes walking arm in arm.

Jiraiya laughed: "Haha, do you feel old too? But you look quite young, unlike me, who already has a face full of vicissitudes of life!"

"Idiot..." the woman rarely said softly, then turned her head and had a second drink with Jiraiya.

Sake is bitter and hard to swallow.Tsunade suddenly felt this way.

She frowned and drank it all in one gulp.Bits of clear liquid spilled out, dripping onto her open neckline and white jade-like skin. It seeped into the fibers, leaving transparent spots on her clothes. It trickled down her chest and chilled her heart.

After a moment of silence, Tsunade closed her eyes.

The small rooftop was silent.

When she spoke again, her voice regained the dignity of the Hokage.

"Let's get down to business." Tsunade opened her eyes, the tenderness in her eyes had been replaced by the Hokage's strong determination, "It's about Naruto's injury."

Jiraiya put down his empty wine glass and put away the unnecessary expression on his face.

He said seriously: "How's it going?"

"Not very optimistic." Tsunade shook her head and sighed, "It's wise for you to restrict him from practicing this move, otherwise I would have to find a way to make him a prosthetic limb at this time."

"is it so serious?"

Jiraiya frowned tightly, and a picture flashed in his mind. It was after completing the Wind Release-Rasengan Shuriken for the first time. It took a long time for Naruto to recover from the injury on his hand.

"This ninjutsu should use the change of wind properties to form countless knives to attack the enemy. But the problem is that if you don't control it well, you will attack yourself..."

"As for chakra control, Naruto's skills are still a bit rough." Tsunade said.

Passing the wine glass over, she watched the man quietly refill the wine for her, his eyes softening for a moment.

"Here." Jiraiya handed the cup over, and when he looked at Tsunade, her eyes had returned to their firmness.

"If he had Sakura's level of control, there would be absolutely no problem. More practice can solve this problem, but the problem is that before he can fully master this technique, his hands will probably be useless..." Tsunade He took the cup and continued.

"Or later, when he is two or three years older and his body's endurance becomes stronger, the problem may change."

She glanced at the slightly depressed look of the white-haired man, then smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, there will be a road to the mountain. Sooner or later, he will grow into a man who surpasses four generations. At this age, Minato is still Not as good as Naruto!"

"Too."

Jiraiya smiled, somewhat relieved.

"In addition to speed, skill and brains, Naruto surpassed his father in all aspects. It is a pity that he did not inherit Minato's talent for space and time ninjutsu."

He poured himself a glass of wine too.

He held up the wine glass and said: "Your disciple is particularly powerful in the teleportation technique... Haha, he actually killed a member of the Akatsuki."

"Cheers to Haruno Sakura," he said, and the two clinked another drink.

After joking for a while, Jiraiya said seriously: "What's the reaction from Akatsuki?"

"We don't have much information at the moment," Tsuna

He also put away his smile and said seriously, "It seems that they have no intention of revenge for their companions, but instead have a sense of dormancy."

Jiraiya swung his empty wine glass and stared into space, lost in thought.

After a while, he said: "The organization formed by rebel ninjas does not have deep feelings among its members. It is understandable that Akatsuki has no desire to avenge Deidara, but at least he will fight back symbolically. In the end, they There is a tendency to go dormant... This can only mean that they have a big plan and have no other conspiracy!"

Tsunade's expression was also helpless: "There is no way, Konoha is not strong enough now, so we dare not take the initiative and can only resort to tricks."

This problem has never been solved.

The huge Konoha was not something that he and Tsunade, both Kage level, could support.

But he quickly laughed: "Don't worry, the new generation of ninjas will grow up soon. I see, Sakura is already the next Golden Flash!"

"Don't be fooled by her," Tsunade smiled reservedly, "Sakura doesn't have much talent in the teleportation technique at all. She relies on other ninjutsu to support her tactical system."

"Tsunade, don't be modest! People who can reach this level of strength at the age of 14 are very rare in the entire history of the ninja world! Haruno Sakura is indeed a genius. Humph, I don't know how many people in the village have misjudged her."

Tsunade shook her head, feeling a little tipsy after drinking these few glasses of wine.

"Naruto isn't bad either!" She patted Jiraiya's arm, finished her fourth cup, and said, "He has greater potential. As for Sakura... let's be honest! I was also the one who made the mistake. .When I accepted her as my disciple, I never imagined that she would grow to this extent in one year. She is not the kind of person who can be measured by common sense! Of course, neither are the three people in Class [-], nor is Naruto. Sasuke... he has the Sharingan, so it’s hard to say where his ceiling is.”

"Sasuke..." At this point, Jiraiya pondered for a moment, "How is Sasuke now?"

When it came to this topic, he was a little hesitant.

Uchiha matters are too complicated and sensitive.

Tsunade watched him pour the wine, which was already the fifth glass. The two of them were silent for a while: the kind of silence where they didn't know how to speak.

Night has gradually enveloped the earth, the wooden leaves are brightly lit, and the cool evening breeze of summer blows slowly, refreshing the heart and lungs.

Tsunade turned her head away, her golden hair fluttering in the cool breeze, and she instantly sobered up from her drunken state.

"It's developing in a positive direction!" She took a sip and said, "But I really don't know how to tell him that the Uchiha genocide is not simply Itachi killing the entire clan."

"With that child's personality, he might not be able to accept it all of a sudden, and then defect from the village, or make other extreme reactions."

"Tricky, especially tricky." Tsunade slowly drank the remaining wine in the glass and sighed.She suddenly smiled and said: "Jiraiya, you say, I keep this matter covered up and hide it until the next Hokage comes up and then let him handle it, how about it!"

She laughed herself at the joke.

The style of these words is quite similar to Haruno Sakura. Tsunade didn't realize that in many ways, she was also subtly infected by her disciples - for example, she might not have appeared here before, like Jiraiya. drink wine.

"You can't hide it for a lifetime. You can only slowly think of ways and slowly look for opportunities." Tsunade said, "Sasuke is now training with Kakashi and is developing in the direction of Thunder Release. He is growing very fast, but he is not We know whether he will become the next Raikage or the next White Fang!"

"It's better not to be the next Orochimaru." Jiraiya was also helpless.

His style was incompatible with Sasuke's, and he was a bit helpless.

"Things in the future are too far away." Jiraiya shook the bottle. After filling this round, there seemed to be not much wine left. "At least now, Team [-] can still be like the Sannin in the past. The new generation of Sannin are still close..."

"Hmph~" Tsunade made a meaningless snort.

I don't know what she wanted to say.

"Cheers to the new generation of Sannin!" She thought of a toast randomly, and drank it all in one gulp with Jiraiya.

When I poured it again, there was no more wine.When Jiraiya dug into his pocket, it was actually empty - he forgot to bring an extra bottle.

"You didn't bring any wine when you went out to drink!" Tsunade laughed. She patted Jiraiya on the shoulder boldly, "Drink mine!"

The blonde beauty dug into the ravine on her chest and took out a cylindrical object. Just as Jiraiya was wondering, Tsunade transformed into a dozen bottles of wine on the ground with a bang.

That cylinder turned out to be a miniature scroll disguised as lipstick!

——The technical support for the practical use of micro scrolls was provided by a pink-haired girl.

Jiraiya looked at Tsunade with pointed eyes.

"Ahem, Shizune can be very strict sometimes..." Tsunade explained with some embarrassment. After becoming Hokage, her life has become much more fulfilling, and she hasn't had a drink in a long time...

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to drink?" the woman said with wide almond-shaped eyes.

Jiraiya just handed over the glass.

"Never get drunk!"

The drinking party between the old man and the old woman lasted until late at night.

As for whether anything interesting happened later, I'm sorry, there probably isn't...

at the same time.

When the older generation of Sannin were drinking happily, they said that the new generation of Sannin was reunited on the streets of Konoha for the first time after a year.

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