People are in Naruto, I am Aizen

"Ah...a headache...a headache..."

The sun was high, and Ji Lai also slowly sat up from around the infinite wine bottle, covering his head with some headaches, hoping to relieve the pain of the hangover.

Yesterday, after returning to Konoha, everyone was too enthusiastic, which led to the opening of the grand reception.

After all, everyone is from the east to the west of the world, there are all kinds of fronts and people, and many old friends who have not seen each other for several years or even ten years. Every time they return to the village, they have no chance to contact each other. up.

Although there are a lot of complaints from high-level officials about giving up the line of defense, for many middle- and lower-level ninjas and ninjas who have not been exposed to that level, this time has become a time for everyone to praise the purpose of the third generation. Because Konoha really hasn't been this lively for a long time.

Numerous ninjas embraced each other, all kinds of acrobatics or juggling appeared, and finally the ninjas could not bear the feelings in their hearts and began to talk to each other. In that chaotic and noisy night, I don’t know how many lovers ended up getting married. , or the lovers will eventually become brothers and sisters. It's just that from the current point of view, everyone is not particularly dissatisfied with this arrangement.

And when Ji Lai also managed to recover from the pain of the hangover and stood up unsteadily, a white palm suddenly stretched out beside him, with a few pills on it.

"No, hangover medicine and painkiller, you'll be fine after taking it."

"Ah... Tsunade... Thank you..."

Hearing the familiar words, Jiraiya grabbed the pill in Tsunade's hand and stuffed it into his mouth, then fell down on the tatami, raised his head and waited for the medicine to take effect.

The medicine produced by Tsunade is not to say that it can directly restore the kind, but slowly and firmly repair the damage in the body, so that the brain gradually wakes up.

Jiraiya's originally muddy mind was gradually sorted out by the effect of the medicine, but he still looked a little drunk, and he looked at Tsunade standing aside who seemed silent and peaceful in a strange way.

Looking at Tsunade in white haori, Jiraiya was silent for a while, touched his chin, and asked tentatively:

"You're trying to stay alive—"

"You dare to utter the last word from your mouth, I will send you to the hospital directly."

Glancing at Jiraiya who suddenly shivered and calmed down, Tsunade, who was wearing a pure white haori, sighed and sat beside Jiraiya.

In fact, Tsunade would not take the initiative to sit in such a close position, because Tsunade and Jiraiya have actually maintained a subtle distance all along, and will not interfere too much in other people's space.

Tsunade is very clear about what Tsunade thinks, and Jiraiya is also very clear about what Tsunade thinks, so they have always maintained a tacit sense of distance. But this time, it was Tsunade who took the initiative to break the sense of distance, but this kind of thing didn't make Jiraiya feel even the slightest bit happy.

Because the white feathers and the black underlay were the same as the Kato they had seen before.

The girl he liked finally made her choice.

"Because he's wearing clothes like this, I want to wear them too, that's all."

"Then he's two and you're four, and it's also because you actually feel like you're on top of him—uh pooh!"

"No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Wiping his fists, Tsunade impatiently ignored Jiraiya who was smoking from his head, and looked at the messy venue with his hips akimbo.

"So? Where is Orochimaru? I didn't see him when I came here. Could he just fall here like you? According to his habits, he should be in some laboratory or library at this time."

"...I just found some information when I returned to Konoha, and started to think about it."

Orochimaru's figure emerged from some shadow, this somewhat gloomy man looked at Tsunade and Jiraiya whose head was smoking, shook his head, and said in a low voice:

"Life and death, or it was a deception from the beginning. The dead are not really dead, but just transformed into another state, and transferred to another world at the moment of death."

"If I wake up from another body with my memory, is Orochimaru dead or alive? I'm just thinking about such a question, and trying to answer it."

"Tsunade, you are the strongest among the medical ninjas. Do you think there is really an answer to this question? Is the self-will and soul, whether your own life ends or not, determined by the body or by the spirit?"

"...Are you asking me?"

Looking at Orochimaru who seemed to be pointing at something, Tsunade was wearing the haori with the number four, and looked at Orochimaru's vertical pupils without hesitation.

"As long as you feel that it is someone you are familiar with, as long as you feel that you are still alive, then you are alive. The definition of the body can only be defined in the body itself, and when the soul really affects the material, then entangled in the current ethics Morality is a meaningless thing.”

"Oh~ So, Tsunade, you think so. If you think there is no problem, then there is no problem... Really, I have enough self-sufficiency. The boundary between life and death should be very clear. .”

"If it was really so clear, the second generation would not have created that kind of forbidden technique. We all know it. From our point of view, life and death are extremely clear, but from the point of view of the dead, it may not be so."

"That's interesting, Tsunade. From your perspective as a medical ninja, what do you think the most likely model looks like? What kind of life and death do you think is the most perfect?"

"From my point of view..."

"..."

"..."

Sure enough, I can't understand it at all.

Seeing the two talking partners, Zilai also reached out and grabbed a bowl of fine wine and poured it into his stomach.

He also knows his mission.

The Great Toad Immortal has already told him his own destiny, that is to find the Prophetic Son who will save the world.

In fact, Jiraiya also knew that there was probably no result between himself and Tsunade. Because compared to Kato Dan, Jiraiya himself does not like Tsunade wholeheartedly, but more for his own mission.

From a certain perspective, he has always seemed to be the tail of the crane that was crowded out by everyone. Even though they are Sannin now, even though they have faced countless crises together, Jiraiya can still feel the separation and loneliness between himself and them.

However, he also knew very well that it was not their fault. This is my own reason.

"Well, that's fine too!"

"Jiraiya, what are you going crazy about?! I was about to think of it just now!"

"Why……"

Looking at the complaining Tsunade and Orochimaru sighing aside, Jiraiya also laughed, feeling that his life has been completed.

The person I like has a home, and my destiny has an answer. If there is no accident, Yahiko, Nagato, Xiaonan, the three of them will become the prophesied children. Is there a better future than this?

He was never ambitious or determined, and he never considered himself a hero. Although everyone calls him Hero Zilai, the real Zilai is just a person who likes to teach children, write something good, and benefit everyone.

It can even be said that he doesn't actually like fighting, and he doesn't like war. If he could, he might have been a farmer working his fields at home, enjoying his flat, uninspiring life. But he is not. He is a Sannin, and the person he likes is also a Sannin, and he bears the ultimate mission in this world.

In fact, it's not like Zilai didn't think about it, why the big toad fairy would look for him, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't find any answer.

Maybe it's because he promised others, so he will definitely abide by it.

Other than that, Jiraiya couldn't find a reason why he had to do this.

Patting his chest and saying that he wants to find the Son of Prophecy or something, the end result is to teach the children in the rain country, and he will teach the children when he comes back, and he may teach the children in the future.

My whole life may drift with the tide in promises and promises. But so what? Jilai also had a premonition about his own destiny, but somehow he felt a little happy.

If he gave up his fate, he might have something more. You may get your beloved woman, you may embark on the path of Hokage, and you may be able to have a more perfect life. But after much deliberation, Zilai decided to bear all this by himself.

Letting a stranger take on such a lonely and lonely task, I also feel that I don't want it. If you have to sacrifice, sacrifice him, a hopeless guy.

It would be great if his hard work and sacrifice could make the world a little bit better.

In this case, the incompetent Jiraiya has made some achievements.

The tail of the crane came naturally, and it had some effect.

Heroes come and go, and they can stand by their side.

Even if they changed after only one night of returning to Konoha, he would definitely smile.

Because that's the path they want to take themselves, so just raise your glasses.

Looking at his two radiant teammates, Jiraiya continued to show a bold smile on his face, and raised his glass high.

"Okay! Today is to celebrate that we have finally returned to the village, let's have a drink together! Orochimaru, don't stand there stupidly, don't frown, have a drink!"

"What drink did you just wake up to?!"

"Jiraiya, don't make things too difficult for Tsunade."

Just when the three ninjas were accusing each other, as if they had returned to the time in Konoha, a ninja with a whole body in black came quietly and half-kneeled in front of the three of them.

"Master Sandaime has ordered that the blood-moving suit has been preliminarily developed by Hatake Kakashi and Aizen Soyousuke, and Jonin is being summoned to prepare for experimentation and promotion. Three people are required to witness and test."