After traveling through time, I became friends with Tsunade

"Hokage-sama, Jiraiya-sama and Minato are back."

After returning from the battlefield in the Land of Lightning, Jiraiya took Minato to Mount Myoboku, presumably to learn fairy arts.

Youjie is still quite enthusiastic about fairy arts. After all, he is naturally happy to have an extra means of saving his life.

Outside the lab, Yusuke receives a report from the ANBU.

"Ask Jiraiya to come to the office. If he refuses to come, tell him...the Land of Rain."

Jiraiya's personality is too erratic, and Yusuke is really worried that he will find all kinds of excuses not to come, but Yusuke still feels it is necessary to inform Jiraiya of the information about Nagato and others.

Although I don't know how Jiraiya will react, it's better than dying in their hands in the future.

For Yusuke, this distance was just a matter of raising his feet and he reached the sofa in the office.

If the Second Hokage knew that Yusuke used the Flying Thunder God Technique like this, he would probably be so angry that he would pretend to be dead on the spot.

I had just finished two cups of tea when I heard the sound of Raiya being stopped by the Anbu outside the door.

Then there was a knock on the door. Jiraiya came in, sat down without any courtesy, picked up the cup, and drank the tea in it.

"Yusuke, what happened to Nagato and the others?"

He asked eagerly, and Yusuke waved his hand, causing a scroll to hover above Jiraiya.

He opened the scroll and read it quickly. His eyes gradually turned red with a hint of murderous intent, but more of it was sadness for his disciple's departure.

"When did this happen?"

"Including the time it took to send you back, it's probably been almost a month. It's just that we haven't been able to find you. For Konoha, this information is not important, you should understand."

Yusuke patted Jiraiya's shoulder and comforted him:

"The dead cannot be resurrected. Although you have given them power, you cannot give them a lifetime of security."

"I know, it's just..."

Then he stared at Yusuke and pleaded, "Yusuke, can you let them join Konoha?"

"impossible."

Yusuke shook his head, "It's not that I refuse, but it's simply impossible. This requires the consent of both parties. Don't forget, at whose hands did Nagato's parents die?"

"how do you know?"

Jiraiya was startled and stood up unconsciously.

"You're pretty tight-lipped, Jiraiya. For example, the Uzumaki clan..."

After Yusuke finished speaking, he drank a cup of tea, looked up at Jiraiya, and said expressionlessly: "And the Wheel! Back! Eye!"

"Yusuke..."

There was a hint of pleading in Jiraiya's voice. He slowly lowered his head, looking a little helpless like a child who had made a mistake.

Youjie changed a new cup of tea and gently scraped the bubbles on the teacup, his movements neither hurried nor slow.

Jiraiya sat down again, and when he saw that Yusuke didn't seem to want to investigate further, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, Nagato showed signs of using the power of the Rinnegan when his parents were...brutally murdered.

You should know, Yusuke, that the three major pupil techniques cannot be closed if they are transplanted. When I first met Nagato, he still had a pair of ordinary eyes. "

"But I don't think so."

Yusuke stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and his eyes became particularly sharp.

“Because when I fought against Uchiha Madara, I saw with my own eyes that his eyes changed from Sharingan to Rinnegan.

Don't speak so quickly. Also, one of your disciples, Inuzuka Jaw, was also present at the time. They saw with their own eyes that when we first met Uchiha Madara, one of his eyes was empty, with nothing in it.

It didn’t grow back until he regained his youthful appearance.”

Snapped!

The crisp sound of a lighter broke the silence. Jiraiya suddenly came back to his senses from his shock. He widened his eyes and looked at Yusuke in disbelief:

"You mean, Nagato's eyes belong to Uchiha Madara?"

"Yes, I can only think so. Moreover, the Samsara Eye is the final form of the Sharingan. I hope you can keep it a secret. Otherwise, it is inevitable that someone in the Uchiha clan will have bad thoughts."

Yusuke exhaled, a look of calmness on his face as he spoke leisurely.

Even if we knew, what could we do? The harsh conditions of evolution have already blocked everyone's thoughts.

"Jiraiya, this ninja world is still very dangerous. If my guess is correct, why do you think Uchiha Madara gave his eyes to Nagato?"

"I...I don't know."

Jiraiya shook his head, a wry smile on his face.

"By the way, I asked you to come here for one more thing."

Yusuke's fingers tapped lightly on the table, the rhythmic sound seemed to remind Jiraiya.

"what's up?"

Jiraiya was a little absent-minded at this moment. He looked at Yusuke with confused eyes and asked in confusion.

"Sage Mode! Have you learned it?"

"You also know?"

Jiraiya frowned and looked at Yusuke with some dissatisfaction.

"I wasn't spying on you, except when you went to spy on the women's bathhouse again."

Yusuke looked at him unhappily, then continued:

“The first generation is also my grandfather. The Senju clan has kept his records, among which there are detailed records about the Sage Mode.

I think Myobokusan, one of the three sacred places, should also have this type of ninjutsu."

"Yes, yes, but Yusuke, do you want to learn Sage Mode?"

Jiraiya responded, dropping the subject of peeping into the women's bathhouse.

"Well... I have this idea."

"Don't, Yusuke. Learning senjutsu is too dangerous and takes a lot of time. Besides, you are the Hokage now. Don't take risks lightly. You are already the number one in the ninja world."

Jiraiya hurriedly stopped him, he recalled his experience of learning fairy arts, it was a pity that he was beaten badly by Gamafusa in the early stage, and he was still not very proficient until now.

"Okay, I get it. Go back now. If you want to leave the village, remember to go through the formalities. Don't leave on your own."

Yusuke waved his hand, as if to send Jiraiya away, and allowed him to leave the village. As for what choice he would make, it all depended on him.

However, at this moment, Youjie is still seriously considering whether or not to learn fairy arts. He is not sure whether fairy arts can bring any substantial improvement to his existing abilities.

He was a little distressed. It seemed that he had reached a bottleneck. If he wanted to improve, he had to find another way.

Only as a last resort would he consider transplanting Hashirama Senju's cells and trying to become a sage, but the risk seems to be the greatest.