Hyuga sent Hinata to be my fiancée

At the door of the lounge, Jiraiya, who had been smiling, suddenly fell into embarrassment.

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

Even the name has changed to "Perverted Sir".

I’m afraid I, the Toad Immortal, can’t save my reputation.

Zilai looked up at the sky in silence.

"What's up?"

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

But what Yan doesn’t understand is, since you, Jiraiya, have already come this far, why can’t you change your tattered clothes?

A set of clothes is not worth much money.

"Ahahaha, you were calling me 'you' yesterday, why did you change today?"

Jiraiya laughed it off, trying hard not to make eye contact with Izumi.

Quan's disgusted and disdainful look made him feel 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 this way. I feel like we get along pretty well and should be able to be friends. Please don't call me sir or use the word you. It makes me feel uncomfortable."

As he said this, he winked at Yan.

"How about we find a place to talk?"

"can."

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

Given the relationship between the Uchiha and the village, if the news of being friends with the higher-ups gets out, it would be hilarious.

Once they left the police department, Jiraiya couldn't help himself.

"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 was sarcastic, sarcastic and veiled towards him, was much more pleasing to the eye than those guys who were respectful to him.

So he came to seek help.

I know what most children need. Even if I don’t understand, I can just ask or find someone to learn from.

Unfortunately, Naruto is not an ordinary child.

After much thought, Jiraiya decided to ask for help. When he couldn't find a suitable candidate, he turned to the Police Department.

I give in. You actually came here for such a trivial matter.

Yan looked sideways 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.

In front of the teacher, talk to Naruto and tell him that you are his father's teacher, a very close relative, and that you were on a mission outside before, but now you are back and want to live with him."

"Then take Naruto, who is crying his eyes out, to buy him some new clothes, take him out to eat some delicious food, stay with him, and tell him some stories."

"and then."

Jiraiya was scratching his head anxiously.

Yan slapped his hand away in disgust.

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

Compared to the material void, what Naruto needs more is the company of his family.

His heart is empty. As long as you accompany him instead of his parents and give him the warmth of home 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 was a good thing that Jiraiya could come back early.

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

"It's that simple?"

"if not."

"The rest is up to you. Don't come to me if you don't have anything to do. It will make me feel annoyed if I am under surveillance again."

"......"

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

"Yan, how about this dress?"

"Very good, perfect..."

His taste in choosing clothes is appallingly bad.

Yan even wanted to cover his face and run away, pretending not to know him.

With the outfit you wore, you might as well just wear old clothes to meet Naruto.

Yan couldn't bear it any longer and could only help Jiraiya pick out clothes, and packed some for Naruto as well. Then he rushed to the barbecue restaurant, booked a private room, and then headed straight to the ninja school.

In the office, the teacher is 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 Uzumaki Naruto's parent. I would like to see him. Please ask him to come to the office."

What the hell?

The teacher was bewildered as he looked at Jiraiya who had rudely opened the door and made an impolite request.

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 lunatic come from? He actually said that he is Naruto's parent. Why don't you say that you are Naruto's grandfather?

"Please go out and don't make such a joke in the ninja school, otherwise I will call for help."

With a stern face, Iruka scolded Jiraiya.

"I......."

Jiraiya wanted to explain, but Iruka was so angry that he didn't give him a chance.

"What are you!"

Iruka continued to teach him:

"You are not ashamed to come to the Ninja School to play such a joke. Believe it or not, I will call the police to arrest you, and you will..."

As Iruka was cursing, he finally noticed Yan, who was leaning against the door frame and laughing so hard that his stomach ached.

He blinked and thought about it.

Isn't this guy from the Police Department?

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

Jiraiya is about to collapse. Do I have a deceptive face?

Why is it that no one believes the truth?

"Bullshit."

Iruka still didn't believe it.

"Hahaha......."

Yan almost fainted from laughing, this was simply too funny.

You are laughing!!

Jiraiya had a dark face and wanted to strangle Yan to death.

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

“My name is Jiraiya, and Naruto’s father was my apprentice, so I am truly his relative.

If you don't believe me, you can ask him. He is the captain of the police department and 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 skeptical.

The three ninjas had been away from the village for too long, causing many new ninjas to be unfamiliar with them, and Iruka was one of them.

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

They are all talented students who graduated from the Ninja School. Even if they were at the bottom of the class at the beginning, the Ninja School will still promote them.

Just then, Iruka turned back blankly and took a look at the photo on the office wall.

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

Did I just scold Jiraiya-sama?