Naruto: I take the system through time

Jiraiya quickly walked towards the entrance of the village with Yukari and Naruto. The sound of orderly footsteps was heard not far away. A group of well-equipped ninjas were patrolling back and forth with serious expressions.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a bandage across his face. He was as sharp as an eagle. He immediately noticed the Jiraiya people 500 meters away and shouted to stop the patrol team.

Jiraiya opened his bow from left to right and dragged Yukari and Naruto. Although they were not big, they were like lumps of iron, each one weighing more than the other.

Suddenly, Jiraiya felt that he was being watched by sharp eyes. He stopped at his feet, raised his head and squinted at the gate of Konoha Village.

"The entrance to the village is heavily guarded, and the patrols are very wary of outsiders. This tense and serious atmosphere is not what a peaceful and peaceful village should be like."

Jiraiya accelerated his pace, and the hands dragging Yukari and Naruto couldn't help but intensify their efforts. Yukari opened his eyes dizzily in the bumps, like a drowning person emerging from the water, breathing heavily, holding on to his collar and pulling hard. Loose to reduce the feeling of suffocation.

Feeling the person on his hand struggling violently, Jiraiya realized that he was holding their back collar, and this pulling method might strangle their neck.

"Haha, are you okay? I didn't mean it, so be careful next time."

Jiraiya sneered, his hands relaxed a bit, and his feet were still walking like flying, leading the two of them to the entrance of Konoha Village.

"Stop! Tell me who you are. Where have you been in the past seven days? Do you have a passcode?"

The young ninja with baby fat cheeks and freckles on his cheeks blocked Jiraiya's path, raised the record scroll, and screened it carefully.

Tong Zitie, who was standing aside, came over with the patrol team. His eyes were shining with excitement, but hesitation suddenly appeared and he said hesitantly, "Toad Sage...Mr. Jiraiya?"

"You know me? You have a good sense!

Toad Sage is just my name to deceive the world. In fact, I am known to everyone from east to west, north and south, the white-haired boy and one of the famous Sannin, the toad messenger - Jiraiya. "

The young ninja standing aside stared and trembled. With a "snap", the scroll fell to the ground and said in disbelief, "You...you are the author of "Intimate Heaven", Jiraiya-sensei!

Teacher, I am your loyal fan, can you give me your autograph?

When will the next episode of "Intimate Love in Paradise" be released?Your work is so amazing, I can’t wait! "

Tongzitie slapped the young ninja on the head and urged him to quickly pick up the scroll on the ground.

Jiraiya knew he was famous, but he didn't know he was so popular. He could meet fans even in a village. This made him extremely happy. With crooked eyebrows, he cheerfully took out the pen he carried with him and raised his hand to sign "Bold and Uninhibited". name.

"Here, get the autograph you want."

The young ninja's eyes shone as he carefully took the signature paper as if holding a treasure and put it into his pocket.

Seeing the young ninja raising his lips and smiling "chichi" from time to time, Tong Zitie frowned, secretly saying that he was not up to par, and forgot about work when he was happy.

Tongzitie took the scroll from the young ninja's hand and walked towards Jiraiya. He slightly lowered his chin and said respectfully, "Mr. Jiraiya, you haven't returned to the village for a long time. You may not know that there is trouble in the village now. Your superiors have requested to strengthen security. Regardless of Anyone entering the village must strictly register, please fill in the information on the form truthfully."

"Good to say."

Jiraiya took the scroll and patiently filled in all the information one by one. Just as he was about to hand out the scroll, Ziraiya's hand stopped and he looked down at Yukari and Naruto.

"What about the two of them?"

Tong Zitie focused his attention on the embarrassed boy and girl, and said seriously, "Of course you have to register. This one who is awake should fill out the form here. The one who is sleeping, please come and carry him into the observation room. Wait for him to wake up and fill in the form." .”

The patrol team raised Naruto's hands and feet and quickly carried him into the observation room. Yukari was hunched like an old woman, with her left hand on her knees and her right hand filling out forms, occasionally coughing hoarsely.

This appearance made Tong Zitie stunned for a moment, then he showed a smile and said, "My mother-in-law has taken good care of herself for her age. She looks like a teenage girl, but her body and bones are not very good. She should pay more attention to exercise." .”

Jiraiya stood aside and laughed with his hands on his hips, a few tears looming in the corners of his eyes, reflecting the bright light in the sun.

Hearing this, the corner of Yukari's mouth twitched, and she suddenly lowered her voice, bent her back even lower, raised the corners of her mouth and said, "The young man's mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter now. Mother-in-law, I am really not in good health. I can't walk for a few steps." Panting, how about you carry me into the village?"

Tong Zitie suddenly felt embarrassed. He was in a difficult situation right now. How could he leave his post without authorization? He said in embarrassment, "It's not that I don't want to carry you. The main reason is..."

"Okay, I know, old woman, I'll go by myself!"

Yukari supported herself and walked into the village. A bright smile appeared on her face when she passed Tong Zi Tie on her back. It seemed that the pain in her body was also affected by the happy molecules and instantly relieved.

Jiraiya gradually stopped laughing, patted Tongzitie's shoulder, and left Naruto at the observation post with confidence. He strode onto the spacious street and walked towards the Hokage's office building following his vague memories.

In the Hokage's office building, Hiruzen was holding a pipe in his mouth and clasping his hands behind his back, standing in front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows and looking into the distance.

Ten years later, I'm finally back.

After a while, "Dong, dong, dong!" A powerful knock sounded on the door of the Hokage's office. Jiraiya's tall and strong figure squeezed into the door frame and stood in front of his desk with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see, how are you doing, teacher?"

Seeing that Jiraiya had not changed much from ten years ago, Hiruzen took off his pipe from his mouth, slowly exhaled the turbid smoke, and said with infinite regret, "Time flies so fast, ten years have passed since the last time we saw each other. In your travels these years, you have seen the good, evil, beauty and ugliness in the world, and experienced the mountains, rivers and lakes, so it’s time to take on the important responsibilities.”

Jiraiya's eyes flashed with confusion for a moment, then he suddenly realized, and said with great energy, "Teacher, I rejected you ten years ago. Now, if you ask me that question again, my answer will still be the same."

A feeling of loneliness appeared on Hiruzen's face. He lowered his eyes and sat on the Hokage chair tiredly. His small body was embedded in the large chair, as if his whole body would be sucked into the gap of the chair and disappeared from Jiraiya's sight.

"Teacher, it's not that I don't understand you, it's that I'm really not suitable for this position.

You know that I am a happy person by nature, I will go wherever the excitement is, drink wine, eat meat and look at the beauty... these are my favorite things to do, but being a Hokage requires meticulousness and patience, as well as superb ability to handle government affairs, these are not What I'm good at.

I believe that there are many talents in the village, and there must be someone more suitable for this position than me. You'd better find someone else. "

Hiruzen didn't speak, he just lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, which made Jiraiya as uncomfortable as if he was being boiled in a frying pan.

Suddenly, a heroic figure appeared in Jiraiya's mind. She must be suitable.