When people are in Konoha, everyone awakens their past life memories

Jiraiya's eyes stared at the hot spring water in front of him.

In my childhood memories, the faces of my relatives appeared in front of me.

"Even if I become Hokage, I can't show off to my relatives. My father, my mother... they have died long ago. I have no relatives in this world."

Jiraiya's eyes sparkled.

With a smile on his face: "In Konoha, the closest people to me are you, Mr. Hiruzen, Orochimaru, Tsunade, and my former companions in the ninja school. Of course, Obito , Chen Feng, Kakashi, Shisui, Metkai and those little brats also count."

Sarutobi Hizan didn't speak.

He smoked slowly.

Listen to what Jiraiya has to say.

During the first ninja war that year, the Kuanggui clan was a civilian family and should not have been affected by the war.

But in the end, they were almost wiped out.

Back then, Sarutobi Hiruzen was in the ruins of the Kuuki clan and found Jiraiya, whose clothes were in tatters and his hair was full of mud. He was kneeling next to his dead relatives and crying loudly.

At that time, he took Jiraiya away, but Jiraiya was unwilling.

Jiraiya regarded him as an enemy, roared and glared at him, and punched and kicked him with all his teeth and claws.

It wasn't until he buried Jiraiya's dead relatives that Jiraiya trusted him and followed him to Konoha.

Jiraiya had no photos of his relatives.

As he grew up, Jiraiya gradually forgot the appearance of his relatives.

He only vaguely remembered that in his memory, his mother was wearing wooden clogs, holding him, and the sound of her feet hitting the floor was particularly loud as she walked.

His father, wearing a red coat, would take him to the pond to catch frogs for him to play with to make him happy.

Jiraiya didn't want to forget the only memory he had of his parents in his mind.

and so.

He wears wooden clogs and a red coat all year round.

Sarutobi Hiruzen remembered what happened to Jiraiya when he was a child, and his expression couldn't help but feel sad.

now.

The hot spring pool in front of you is steaming.

At the edge of the hot spring, Jiraiya was still talking very seriously: "One day, my soul will go to another world to find my deceased relatives. I am not afraid of death. I am only afraid that I will not die great enough." ."

"By the way, after I die, if my soul can see Orochimaru in another time, I will definitely beat him up and ask why this guy betrayed Konoha, the place that raised him!"

The two chatted for a while.

Sarutobi Hiruzen was a little troubled.

For a while, I couldn't think of a candidate for the next position of Hokage.

"Mr. Hiruzen, my beloved disciple in Konoha is a very good candidate."

"Namikaze Minato?"

"Yes."

Jiraiya looked solemn: "Minato is your disciple. In terms of qualifications, even in the eyes of the big names in Konoha, he is fully qualified to succeed the Hokage. Moreover, Minato has a reliable character and a bright heart. He protects the heart of Konoha, and his strength is also very outstanding. The name of Yellow Flash is now known to everyone in the ninja world. The ninjutsu Flying Thunder God he is good at really makes me feel envious, but it is a pity that I have not learned it yet."

"Jiraiya, when you say that, I also think that Minato may indeed be a good candidate." Sarutobi Hiruzen stared.

Sarutobi Hiruzen finally stopped pestering Jiraiya to inherit the position of Hokage.

The two talked about what happened 20 years ago when Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and Tsunade graduated from the ninja school and were taught ninjutsu by Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"Jiraiya, at that time, you were still very small, only reaching my waist."

In Sarutobi Hiruzen's mind, the appearance of the four masters and apprentices when they took a group photo appeared in his mind.

He looked up at Jiraiya and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you would perfectly inherit the tall bloodline of your mad ghost clan. When you grow up, you will be very tall. Your current height is 1.8 meters and a half, right?"

"In addition to 1.8 meters and a half, in the past four years, I have grown taller, to 1.9 meters. I am very upset. If I continue to grow taller, my tall figure will be very inconvenient for me to find materials, and it will be easy for me to be People found out.”

Jiraiya lowered his head, stared at Sarutobi Hiruzen's forehead, and smiled: "Teacher Hiruzen, I didn't expect that you inherited your father's bald gene. As you get older, your hairline moves further and further back." It’s getting worse, hahaha, it looks like Asma will also become bald when she gets old..."

In Jiraiya's mind, he imagined Asuma looking bald.

He sat by the hot spring and laughed.

The men's bathhouse was filled with the sound of Jiraiya laughing.

Sarutobi Hiruzen's face was downcast.

Stand up.

One step back.

He kicked Jiraiya hard on the back.

Puff.

Jiraiya's laughter stopped abruptly.

The whole person was kicked into the water.

Bubbles bubbled on the water's surface.

Soon, Jiraiya's head was exposed on Minato and he shouted: "Teacher Hiruzen, it's not you I'm scolding, it's Asuma! You don't have to be angry."