Naruto didn't care if the Nine-Tails really understood or not, it was just a whim for him anyway. happened to promise the nine-tails last time, so I simply got things done while I wasn't busy.

With a snap of his fingers, Naruto's consciousness disappeared from the sealed space.

It was getting dark, and the midsummer night was sweltering.

At the door of the convenience store, a pair of men's legs appeared in Naruto's sight, who was squatting on the side of the road licking ice cream.

"What's that?"

"Damn little imp, called the Toad Immortal! And also....... Get out of the way. ”

The old man who called himself the Toad Immortal was full of unruly white hair, wore an iron forehead guard with the word "oil" printed on his forehead, wore a fishing net training uniform with a brown lining, and a red gown with two vertical lines painted on both sides of his cheeks.

"Uncle, I'm still so middle-two." Naruto recognized Jiraiya, but he didn't have the slightest consciousness of moving his position,

He licked the ice cream and squinted at Jiraiya and said.

"What a sad adult."

"You guy, you talk so rudely, be careful of being beaten, damn it!" Zilai couldn't bear it anymore, and the smile on his face was almost unbearable, and he rolled up his sleeves and threatened with a big grin.

"Na, I said uncle, it's better for you to be careful, I saw you using low-level means to spy on the female soup last time." Naruto sucked the ice cream stably, his smooth forehead exposed, he was now used to not wearing a forehead guard when he didn't go out of his task.

Anyway, no one cares, you can play whatever you want.

"Low-level means?" Jiraiya frowned, "You little ghost know something, I took the material." ”

"You were slapped for talking, the idiot followed the girl and was chased for eight streets, and ......."

"You're spying on me?" Jiraiya was surprised, "How do you know?" ”

"I have a VIP at all the hot spring baths in Konoha."

"Damn, how can you little devil be so rich?" A trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he began to notice that something was wrong.

"If you have money, you can do whatever you want." With that, Naruto also ate the ice cream, stood up with an ice cream stick, looked at Jiraiya and said, "Uncle, I think you should be a down-and-out writer, right?" ”

"Oh? How do you see that? When he heard this, he became interested, and a smile of expectation bloomed on his face.

"It's easy to recognize, lewd, lustful, suspicious in behavior, and strange things like materials in his mouth. If not writers, only perverts remain. ”

Listening to Naruto's words that didn't look like compliments, the smile on Jiraiya's face froze.

Naruto ignored Jiraiya's expression and said to himself.

"But I guess uncle, even if you are a writer, you must be the kind of writer who is banned by 18, and there are no works that you can handle."

"Don't judge people by their appearance, you little ghost! The book I've written is a bestseller! Jiraiya couldn't stand Naruto's nonchalant tone, and argued a little.

"Strange books through the ages? Uncle, have you ever seen the golden plum? ”

"What....... What May? Jiraiya was slightly stunned, and when he heard the title of the book, he got goosebumps.

Plum blossoms have an extraordinary status in the ninja cultural circle, and they are more beautiful flowers than cherry blossoms. Geisha wear plum blossoms in February, and girls in the Land of Fire say to their sweethearts that my heart is like plum blossoms, which are metaphorical sentences, just like the beauty of the moonlight.

Such pure and cold flowers should have been stored in the most elegant containers, and the cheesy container of the gold vase is combined with the plum, giving people an unattainable but chaotic hazy feeling.

Just by reading the name, you know that this is a work of genius!

"Tell me, where can I buy that book?" Jiraiya grabbed Naruto's hand and asked with a little excitement.

"It was an ancient book from a garbage heap, and I was lucky enough to see it as a fragment." Naruto casually snapped the popsicle stick and told Jiraiya a story about Pan Jinlian.

Even though Naruto's words were intermittent and the words were very casual, Jiraiya still easily substituted for it. Good stories have no dimension, and when I listen to them, my eyes light up for a while, and then the story comes to an abrupt end.

"Gone? Do you go on? "It's a bit of a meltdown.

"I forgot." Naruto threw the popsicle stick that had been broken in half into the trash, "And I'm going home." ”

Jiraiya heard half of the story, and it was when the inspiration was bursting, where would Naruto leave like this, and hurriedly followed.

"How can you leave halfway through the talk? Can you tell me what happened after you knocked over the bamboo pole? It's astringent when you hear it...... Phew, it's a story when you hear it. ”

"When I say forget, I forget." Naruto ignored Jiraiya and walked forward without looking back.

"You little ghost, why can't you make sense!" Jiraiya grabbed forward with his big hand, trying to grab Naruto.

Naruto, however, seemed to have eyes behind his back, and suddenly turned sideways to avoid Jiraiya's grasp. Zilai's pupils dilated sharply, and the speed of his own shot should not be slow, and it is not something that a shinobi can dodge.

He grabbed it again with his backhand, and Naruto jumped straight away.

After a few strokes, he went directly to the tree with two feet, jumped on the roof, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jiraiya stood in place, the night breeze blowing through his wide robe, and he was stunned for a moment and then laughed again. This kid and his father are two extremes, and if the Watergate couple are still around, they should have a headache.

Stepping on the clogs, Jiraiya sighed and went in the other direction.

He didn't want to come back in the first place, he didn't match the philosophy of the old guys in Konoha, and it was better to gather information outside than to stay in this oppressive village.

......

After leaving, Naruto did not go home, and after wandering around the street, he went to the flower shop of the Yamanaka family.

He hadn't seen Hinata in the past month, and the barbecue he had agreed with was naturally far away. After a month of wandering the streets, Naruto has become a qualified street runner. But this boring life will soon come to an end, because tomorrow is the third session of the middle ninja exam.

Ino was bored looking at the store and was about to close, but the wind chimes at the door rang.

"Welcome...... Naruto? Ino blinked, "Why are you here?" ”

"Buy flowers."

"Huh? Naruto, you would actually buy flowers? Ino said this, but his body still stood up, "I'll help you choose, who are you going to give it to?" ”

"Please don't inquire about the privacy of guests, okay?" Naruto complained, "I want a white chrysanthemum, please help me put it up." ”

"Huh?" Ino neatly wrapped the white chrysanthemum, looked up and asked, "Who do you want to pay tribute to?" ”

"Ah, yes." Naruto can't say that for the sake of convenience, it was prepared for the three generations.