Naruto Clip: The famous opening scene!

"hateful."

"hateful!!!"

He turned around and opened the office door.

"Then Luta, where are you going?" Sakura hurriedly tried to dissuade him. She was worried that something would happen to the Uzumaki Naruto in front of her if he continued to be willful.

"If the lustful immortal became the fifth generation Hokage, he would never let Grandma Tsunade take risks like this." Uzumaki Naruto tried hard to control his emotions, but there was already a cry in his voice, and painful emotions began to appear in his mind. uncontrolled spread. All he could think of were those intimate scenes with Jiraiya.

As he spoke, he had already rushed out of the Hokage's office. He could no longer listen to all the words of the people behind him.

He walked out helplessly on the street, his eyes filled with despair. Although his eyes could see things so clearly, all he could see was Jiraiya.

He recalled that he was forced by Jiraiya to learn the art of psychic... At a critical moment, he fell from the cliff to summon Buntai the toad.

He recalled that he once hated having to go on an interview mission with this lecherous guy.

Once...he was also naive, surrounding Jiraiya, pestering him to ask why he wanted to accept him as his disciple. Trying to get compliments from the other person...

He vaguely remembered that Jiraiya wanted to help him become stronger. He vaguely remembered Jiraiya's every smile, every instruction and love he gave him.

He would remember that Jiraiya bought him his favorite popsicles in the summer and carried them quietly behind his back, the kind with two sticks together.

On the hottest summer days, Jiraiya would always reward himself with this popsicle. Also use it to give your past self a little surprise. By the way, very fairly, the two popsicles were divided into two, and each person had half.

In the hottest weather, they sat under the dense shade of the trees, back to back, intimate. He wanted to use the cold juice to relieve his fatigue and dryness. At that time, everything was so quiet and beautiful. At that time, when Jiraiya looked at him with warm eyes, he was still far from understanding...

If time could be frozen, it would definitely be the scene I most want to see.

Obviously everything is so happy...

pity...

Everything is broken.

At that time, he leaned against the lustful fairy and ate popsicles wantonly under the tree, feeling the warm gaze of the lustful fairy. Everything is so happy.

He looked at the leaves flying in the air, they looked so much like Jiraiya. He felt the air around him and everything in front of him. You can't see it, but you always feel it's close at hand.

He looked at the posters of Jiraiya's books on the newsstand and recalled the lustful appearance of this guy who kept peeping at the Konoha bathhouse, claiming to be looking for inspiration. How much I disliked it at that time, how much I miss it now.

He recalled that when he returned from training, he stood on the telephone pole and looked up at the entire Konoha Village. That was the happiest commanding height, and it was also the moment when he and Jiraiya came back from practice in high spirits.

At this moment...it all faded away.

He was the only one left, sitting on the top of the telephone pole, constantly recalling Jiraiya's words and feeling the breeze. Obviously I can't see him, there is no him in my eyes, but I feel like everything looks like him.

He remembered sitting with him on the head of a toad, quarreling with him in front of the waterfall, practicing and bickering...

He remembered that he and Jiraiya were constantly competing and training, and then he was out of breath again and again, and was defeated by Jiraiya's constant training...

Uzumaki Naruto clearly remembered that every time he and Jiraiya failed in training, he would replace it with the words that he refused to admit defeat and try again next time.

Uzumaki Naruto lowered his head and looked at his black and yellow clothes. It's so handsome, yet so practical and comfortable. The clothes were rotten during training after training. Jiraiya felt sorry for him and took him to the store to buy them.

This outfit is so beautiful, so intimate, yet so precious.

He remembered Jiraiya holding his shoulders, looking at his handsome self in the mirror, and laughing happily. It seemed that everything was close before his eyes... He recalled that at that moment, Jiraiya's happy eyes looked at his grown-up self, he was so happy... Unfortunately, all of this is gone.

Along the way, while walking and walking, Uzumaki Naruto kept thinking about Jiraiya, turning it over and over again. No matter what, he could not suppress his emotions. Even when he met his teacher Iruka and told him about his favorite Ichiraku ramen, he waved his hand and refused without any reaction.

The pain was occupying his taste buds, leaving him no longer qualified to resist.

Decadence is reappearing in him.

Uzumaki Naruto sat on the bed, staring blankly at the air. After a long time, he stood up and went to the convenience store to buy two orange popsicles. He sat on a bench under the lamp. He wanted to break it up and give it to someone he knew well. However, it was too late, there was no chance anymore. The person who could share the popsicles with him is no longer there.

The white-haired old man has long disappeared.

The street lights continued to emit a gentle light. Looking at this ray of light was like seeing Jiraiya again. Uzumaki Naruto slumped down on the bench, looking at the popsicle in his hand, thinking about the person he shared with, and unknowingly, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes. It fell to the ground along with the melted popsicles, and the sour and bitter taste was being tasted by the ground bit by bit.

Umino Iruka in the distance had long noticed that something was wrong with Uzumaki Naruto. He stepped forward in two steps and walked slowly to Uzumaki Naruto, trying to comfort him.

"That's a lot."

Iruka walked over, looked at the passive Naruto, and took a deep breath. Uzumaki Naruto also noticed him, wiped away the tears on his face, and tried his best to show his strong side to everyone.

"I heard about Jiraiya-sama." Iruka lowered his head, and a hint of deepness flashed across his face. His silence actually inspired Uzumaki Naruto to chatterbox.

Facing one of his closest relatives, Uzumaki Naruto finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"I hope..." Uzumaki Naruto's voice still had a hint of trembling and crying: "I hope that he can always look at me. I obviously want him to see me and become Hokage, but I can't. Let the lustful immortal keep looking at my shameful side...me..."

The passive Uzumaki Naruto only felt that he was useless and had not fulfilled any obligations that he could do. He hates that he is too weak.

If he could be stronger, Jiraiya wouldn't have to take risks. ?