Sunny and cheerful Konoha Genin

but……

A huge problem lies before Danzo.

The Uchiha clan is no pushover either, and although they are arrogant, they are still regarded as companions by many Konoha ninjas.

And they also consider themselves part of Konoha.

"what can we do about it……"

Danzo fell into deep thought.

rustle……

The sound of footsteps on the snow outside interrupted Danzo's thoughts. He raised his head alertly and stared at the door of the tent with sharp eyes.

"Who?"

"Danzo?!"

A tall man with long white hair lifted the door curtain and walked in, looking with some surprise at Danzo who was sitting on the ground, seemingly calm but in a very disheveled state.

"How did you get into this state?"

"Jiraiya? What are you doing here? Aren't you out traveling?"

"I happened to be traveling to a nearby country and heard a merchant say there was some commotion here, so I came to take a look. So it turned out that you and the Iwagakure were fighting?"

"They didn't tell you?"

Danzo's calm expression concealed a wariness, and information about Jiraiya began to emerge in his mind.

An heir to the Will of Fire who looks careless but is actually very thoughtful.

"who are they?"

Jiraiya asked as he poured himself a cup of hot tea and gulped it down.

"Huh - Konoha's tea is still the best, sweet and refreshing. The tea outside always tastes bitter."

He sighed, and after taking a sip of hot tea, his whole body seemed to be warming up.

"Let me warm myself by the fire, too."

Jiraiya took off his shoes without hesitation and stretched out his arms to the fireplace. The heat rose up, and the overbearing smell instantly filled the small tent.

"..."

Danzo first subconsciously held his breath, his face turned red, but in the end he couldn't help it, and after exhaling, he took a big breath.

"Ugh! Jiraiya!"

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I was so busy on the road that I forgot to clean it. Danzo, look at what happened, haha!"

"Stop laughing and put your shoes on!"

Danzo pinched his nose, tears coming out from the burning sensation, and cried with one eye, while water stains seeped out of the bandage covering the other eye.

He didn't expect that he would have to suffer this at his old age.

"Bake it a little longer, bake it a little longer..."

Jiraiya took the time to toast them twice, then reluctantly put on his shoes.

"call--"

Only after seeing him put on his shoes did Danzo breathe a sigh of relief, but the aftertaste lingered...

"Forget it, just bake it."

Danzo gave up completely.

Because he found that he seemed to be a little used to it...

"Hey, you're welcome then!"

Jiraiya then continued cheerfully and brought up the previous topic again.

"Danzo, who are they you are talking about?"

"Who else could it be? Your good comrades Orochimaru, and Ito Toru."

"Are they here too?"

Jiraiya suddenly perked up.

Orochimaru is fine, but Ito Toru has also come to the front line battlefield!

Wouldn't this make the Iwa Ninja become autistic?

but……

He looked at Danzo with some confusion.

"Danzo, why are you in such a mess? Didn't you follow the instructions?"

"What do you mean I have to follow orders? I am the commander!"

Danzo frowned slightly, with dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Jiraiya, this is a battlefield now. You call me Danzo, and I won't argue with you, but if we return to Konoha, you have to call me Danzo-sama like them, understand?"

"That's no wonder."

Jiraiya showed an expression of "as expected" and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Your command led to such an embarrassing situation, and you still have the nerve to act arrogantly in front of me?

"What's that expression on your face?"

Danzo's face darkened: "I was just unlucky to encounter the elite blasting troops of the Rock Ninja. Unfortunately, my loyal subordinates..."

"It's really a pity."

Jiraiya sighed.

Those loyal subordinates of yours should be excellent Konoha ninjas. If they were under the command of Ito Toru, they would not have died...

"..."

Danzo suddenly fell silent, then began to look Jiraiya up and down, with a strange light appearing in his eyes.

I didn’t think much of it before, but now I look closely——

Jiraiya seems to be quite suitable to join the Root!

Although this guy looks sunny and cheerful on the outside, he can drop his duties and run around without any pressure. Isn't he just like a root that spreads everywhere?

It just so happens that Yakushi Nono and Orochimaru have been getting quite close recently, and intelligence shows that Jiraiya’s best skill is intelligence work.

Isn't this a coincidence?

The more Danzo thought about it, the more he felt that this was true, and his eyes towards Jiraiya gradually became friendlier.

Even the air doesn't smell so stuffy anymore.

"Jiraiya, how do you feel about traveling outside?"

He put on the appearance of a kind old man.

"so so."

Jiraiya shrugged and said, "We have gathered a lot of worthless information, and we haven't found the legendary child of prophecy. But we have seen a lot of suffering. In comparison, the situation in Konoha is pretty good..."

"Son of prophecy, you still believe this?"

Danzo thought this kid was a little silly and immature, but he was very short of fighting power right now, so he could only patiently continue to say: "Jiraiya, don't you think that the current village needs some changes..."

"I certainly do."

Jiraiya looked at the slowly dancing flames in the stove in front of him.

"Not only that, I think the entire ninja world needs to make some changes."

"Ninjas shouldn't be like this..."

In a low but powerful voice, he slowly expressed his views and hopes for peace.

Danzo was still listening with a smile at the beginning, but Jiraiya's words seemed to have some kind of magic, like a pair of gentle hands, slowly pressing his head, making him unconsciously drop his head to the side, gently leaning on the table leg, and falling asleep...

"So, the existence of the Child of Prophecy is..."

Jiraiya talked for a long time without getting any response, and finally felt something was wrong. He looked to the side and found Danzo sleeping like a dead pig.

"It seems that you are not the child of prophecy either."

Jiraiya shook his head, threw his dirty socks into the tent, put on a new pair, and went out into the snow.

Only Danzo was left with a frown in his sleep. He dreamed that he was swimming in a smelly swamp.

call--!

The biting cold wind blew in his face, Jiraiya wrapped his clothes tightly, and snowflakes flew past him and then spread on the ground.

The snow was now up to his calves.

In such a harsh environment, why would the Rock Ninja choose to launch an attack at this time?

Jiraiya couldn't understand.

But he believed that old man Onoki would never do anything without reason.

We have to find Orochimaru first.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from the dense forest not far ahead.

"Someone is fighting!"

Jiraiya's expression froze, then he lowered his body and slowly moved forward.