Konoha's Thunder Flash Qingyu

The sky was overcast, the skylight was a little dim, the windows were half open, the wind was getting louder, blowing through the cracks in the window sill, making a sharp whistling sound.

When Tsunade, who was wearing a light blue robe, walked into the Hokage's office with a cold face, she saw Hiruzen Sarutobi standing in front of the window with his back to her, looking at the scenery outside the window.

Sarutobi Hiruzen knew that she had walked in, but he didn't say anything. Her golden eyebrows furrowed, and she felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

However, she was not a patient person, so she said in a somewhat angry tone: "Old man, what's the matter with you?"

"Haha, you are also one of the three famous ninjas in the ninja world. After all these years, you are still so impatient!" Sarutobi Hiruzen still looked out the window and smiled softly.

"Old man!" Tsunade's pretty face was filled with anger, "Are you trying to teach me a lesson?"

"Yes and no." Sarutobi Hiruzen turned around, looked at this disciple who was becoming more and more estranged from him, his eyes flashed with light, and he said with emotion: "It has been five years since the last war, right? !”

"What exactly do you want to say?" Tsunade frowned and asked in confusion, "Don't challenge my patience."

"Hey——!" Sarutobi Hiruzen let out a long sigh and turned his eyes to one side, "Do you still go to visit the broken rope tree often?"

"Old man!!!" Tsunade was immediately furious. Sarutobi Hiruzen's inexplicable words suddenly touched the taboo in her heart, "If you come to me because you want to lament these things, I don't have time to play this kind of game of recalling the past with you. .goodbye!"

After saying that, she immediately turned around and left.

"Tsunade, go and guide the Jonin!" Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression did not change, he looked at her back and said these words slowly.

The Sandaime's words made Tsunade pause. She turned around with a sneer on her face, "Old man, this kind of joke is not funny at all."

"Haha, I liked to joke when I was young, but since I became Hokage, I have never joked." Sarutobi Hiruzen smiled and looked at Tsunade with burning eyes.

"What does this mean? An order from the Hokage?" Tsunade still sneered.

"It's an order, and it's a teacher's request to his disciples."

"A request, a request from a teacher to a disciple? Haha." Tsunade's laughter grew louder and she looked at the third generation with contempt, her words were frivolous, "Sarutobi-sensei, you are old and want to relive the relationship between master and disciple? What a pity. !I’m not interested in this set.”

"Hey! I know you disdain me as the Hokage, but you can't go on like this." A trace of sadness flashed in Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, "Since the death of Naoki and Dan , you have been wallowing in this pain for too long, you need to cheer up!"

"Shut up, I told you not to mention this in front of me! I don't need to cheer up, I'm fine." Tsunade roared angrily, but the sadness in her eyes revealed her true heart.

"They are all excellent ninjas. They inherited the will of fire from the first and second generation masters, and finally sacrificed themselves for Konoha." Sarutobi Hiruzen looked solemn, "As someone who loves them deeply, what you should do is inherit Their will, instead of being knocked down by the pain, you have to wake up.”

"I said shut up." Tsunade yelled again, seemingly using anger to cover up her inner sorrow.

"Okay, in that case, we won't continue this topic." Hiruzen Sarutobi stopped irritating her, "But I still want you to be the instructor of Jonin. This is a request as your teacher."

"Hmph." Tsunade said nothing, Yaobi snorted, sneered, and turned around, "I'm not interested in this, you can find someone else!"

After saying this, she quickly walked out of the Hokage's office. ,

"Huh——!" Sarutobi Hiruzen let out a long sigh and shook his head. He was not surprised by this result. He calmed down his emotions, regained his seriousness, and said to the door: "Takuma, come in."

"Lord Hokage, what are your orders?" Takuma Amamiya, a middle-aged ninja in gray uniform, walked in and asked respectfully.

"Go find Jiraiya and convey an order to me." Hiruzen Sarutobi ordered.

Since he couldn't persuade him successfully, he could only find another disciple to help him do it.

……

This is a tavern in Konoha. The door has a black background board, and the black and red fonts on it say 'Maori Izakaya'. There are several red-covered lanterns hanging under the outer eaves, and the decoration is elegant and retro.

Jiraiya was not wearing a forehead protector. He was wearing a gray-white long coat with a right hem, dark green trim on the front, red flame pattern trim on the cuffs, and a brown belt. He opened the door of the izakaya with a calm expression.

Because it was still early in the morning, there were still few people in the tavern. Jiraiya stood in the lobby and scanned around, easily finding the blond beauty. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he walked to the semi-private room.

He stood opposite Tsunade, looked at the four or five wine bottles standing upright or dumped on the table, and said with a smile: "Tsunade, I'm afraid it's not good to start drinking before night!"

Tsunade rested her right elbow on the table and raised her head. Her fair cheeks were stained with two wisps of bright red, like a ripe peach with red insides. Her starry eyes were blurred and became more and more charming.

She looked at the man opposite her with drunken eyes and said vaguely: "Jiraiya, why are you here?"

"The old man asked me to come." Jiraiya smiled playfully and admitted frankly, "It's just that I didn't expect you to drink so much so early in the morning."

"Hmph." Tsunade snorted coldly, then squinted her eyes with disdain, "If you are here to be a lobbyist for the old man, get out of here as soon as possible. If you are here to drink with me, don't be so nagging."

Jiraiya raised his eyebrows, nodded immediately, said no more, stretched out his hand to call the waiter over, and said loudly: "Five more bottles of sake."

Ding!

The wine glasses clinked, Jiraiya didn't say much, and the two started drinking. Soon, after two bottles of wine, Jiraiya's face also became rosy.

Boom-!

Placing the wine glass heavily on the table, Jiraiya squinted his eyes and said, "How is it? Are you happy?"

"It hurts, it feels so good!" Tsunade muttered drunkenly, "Hahaha, it feels so good, it feels so good, hahaha!"

She threw her head back and laughed, not caring about the image at all, but her voice gradually dropped from high to low.

"Hiccup—!" She burped suddenly, and then her whole body was like a puddle of mud, slumped on the table.

Ding--!

A wine bottle was swept away by her hand, fell to the ground, and slowly rolled away.

"Woo..." She buried her head in her arms, shrugged her shoulders slightly, and sobbed.

Jiraiya looked at her weak look and didn't say much, waiting in silence.

"I love them, I miss them!" Tsunade's crying became louder, and her sobs turned into howls, her cry trembling, "I miss them, I really miss them."

For a long time, a pityful smile appeared on Jiraiya's face, and he said in a low voice: "It has been five years since you resigned from your post, and you only had a name in the hospital. You indulged in gambling and used alcohol to numb yourself. Now it seems that you You’re not as strong as you show!”

"Shut up, Jiraiya, I don't need you to teach me." Tsunade raised her head and said angrily. Her eyes were red and filled with moisture, and two clear water lines fell down her smooth cheeks. A strand of hair was wet with tears, rolled up slightly, and stuck tightly to her cheeks, as if she was shaking in the heavy rain. Jiaohe, beaten to pieces by the fierce rain, was weak and pitiful.

"Haha, I'm not preaching to you." Jiraiya had a wry smile on his face, "In fact, I am not qualified to preach to others."

"Hmph!" Tsunade snorted, raising her hand to wipe her eyes.

"However, I would like to know another thing." Jiraiya said abruptly.

"What's the matter?" After crying loudly, Tsunade's sadness subsided a lot.

"Why did you refuse to accept the job of Jonin arranged by the old man?" Jiraiya had a narrow smile on his face, "Are you afraid?"

"Fear? Humph!" Tsunade said disdainfully, "What do I have to be afraid of?"

"You refuse all work and do nothing all day long. Aren't you afraid that once you come into contact with medical work, you will think of your deceased relatives?" Jiraiya asked loudly.

"Jiraiya, do you want to use the Provocation Technique?" Tsunade said with contempt, "This won't work for me."

"This is not to provoke the general." Jiraiya shook his head, "I am just stating a fact - you, one of the three famous ninjas in the ninja world, are afraid of your own heart."

A panic flashed in Tsunade's eyes. She hurriedly covered it up, turning her eyes to one side and weakening her tone, "I'm not afraid, so don't make random guesses. I just don't want to work anymore and want to retire."

"Retire? Come on, you are only in your early 30s, why retire?" Jiraiya shook his head in a funny way.

"Why, can't you?" Tsunade argued to herself, but her tone was no longer as strong as before, "I've long been tired of working as a ninja."

"Hey——!" Jiraiya sighed, a little helpless, "You are still so stubborn. You are obviously afraid, but you still don't dare to say it?"

"Idiot Jiraiya, I said I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid." Tsunade turned her head, glared at Jiraiya, and argued with some embarrassment.

"Oh?" Jiraiya questioned with a long tail, and then a lewd smile appeared on his face, and he secretly glanced at the white skin on Tsunade's chest and the perfect ravine, "You are still so beautiful! "

"Asshole Jiraiya, what are you looking at?" Tsunade noticed Jiraiya's little move instantly and roared.

"Ahem." Jiraiya put his fist on his lips and coughed twice. He then sat up straight and looked directly at Tsunade with a serious expression on his face. He asked loudly, "You said you are not afraid. Do you think your courage can't even compare to mine?" Yet?"

"What do you mean?"

"Hehe." Jiraiya's serious expression disappeared in a second, and a lustful smile appeared on his face, "I have been pursuing you for so many years, but I have been rejected, but I have never given up. This is courage, so you continue to Am I no better than this?"

"Hmph!" Tsunade snorted arrogantly, "Is this what you call courage? Idiot Jiraiya, give up! I can't possibly fall in love with you."

"She is really a heartless woman!" Jiraiya was not disappointed, he shook his head and joked, then looked at Tsunade, "In that case, you like gambling, do you dare to bet with me?"

"Would I dare not?" Tsunade curled her lips disdainfully, "Tell me! What are you betting on? Will I be afraid of you? That's funny."

"I bet you will have new experiences after you serve as a mentoring Jonin." Jiraiya said confidently, "You will experience a sense of pleasure different from gambling and alcohol, and it will allow you to regain your sense of work as a ninja. Interested and don’t want to retire.”

"Humph, is that it?" Tsunade smiled coldly, "Although your skills are very poor, I want to prove how boring ninja work is, and you should give up long ago."

"Okay, I've said it, don't go back on your word halfway! Coward Tsunade." Jiraiya said to her.

"Hmph, idiot Jiraiya, I'm not that bad. I will definitely prove that your ideas are wrong." Tsunade stood up and walked away, saying from a distance, "You pay for the drinks."

"Hey——! What a tough-tongued woman." Jiraiya looked at her leaving back, shook his head, and said helplessly.