People are in Konoha, this Naruto is lying flat

Naruto doesn't care whether Kyuubi really understands or not, anyway, these are just his whim. It just happened that he had promised Nine Tails last time, so he simply took care of the matter while he was not busy.

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

It was getting dark, and it was sultry on a midsummer night.

At the entrance of the convenience store, Naruto, who was squatting on the side of the road and licking ice cream, saw a pair of man's legs.

what?

Damn little devil, he's called Immortal Toad! And...don't get in the way.

The old man who claimed to be the Toad Immortal was full of unruly white hair. He wore an iron forehead guard with the word oil printed on his forehead. He was wearing a fishing net training suit with a brown lining and a red gown. Red oil paint with two vertical lines drawn on the side.

Uncle, he's still a middle school sophomore at this age. Naruto recognized Jiraiya, but he didn't feel the slightest move.

He licked the ice cream and then glanced sideways at Zilai and said.

What a sad lord.

You bastard, you speak so impolitely, be careful of being beaten, damn it! Zilai couldn't bear it any longer, the smile on his face couldn't hold back, and he rolled up his sleeves and threatened carelessly.

Hey, uncle, you'd better be careful, last time I saw you peeping at the female soup with low-level means. Naruto sucked the ice cream slyly, his smooth forehead was exposed, he was used to it now. Don't wear a helmet when you go out on a mission.

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

Low-level methods? Jiraiya frowned, What do you know, a brat? I'm just drawing materials.

You were slapped when you struck up a conversation, an idiot followed a girl and was chased for eight streets, and...

You spy on me? Ji Lai also asked in surprise, How do you know?

I opened VIP at all the hot spring baths in Konoha.

Damn it, how can you be so rich, brat? Jiraiya's brow was covered with cold sweat, and he began to sense that something was wrong.

If you have money, you can do whatever you want. After finishing speaking, Naruto also ate up the ice cream, stood up with an ice cream stick, looked at Jilai and said, Uncle, I think you should be a down-and-out writer Bar?

Oh? How did you find out? Jilai also became interested when he heard the words, and a smile of anticipation bloomed on his face.

It's easy to recognize. It looks obscene, lustful, behaves suspiciously, and says strange things like taking materials. If it's not a writer, it's just a pervert.

Hearing that Naruto's words didn't sound 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 18-year-old writer, and you don't have any good works.

You little brat, don't judge people by their appearance! The book I wrote is a bestseller through the ages! Zilai couldn't stand Naruto's nonchalant tone, and some of his superiors argued.

A strange book through the ages? Uncle, have you read Jin Ping Mei?

What... what plum? Ji Lai was also taken aback, hearing the title of the book gave him goosebumps.

Plum blossoms have an extraordinary status in the ninja culture circle, and they are more glamorous flowers than cherry blossoms. Geisha will wear plum blossoms in February, and girls from the Land of Fire will also say my heart is like plum blossoms to their sweethearts, which is a sentence of confession just like the moonlight is so beautiful.

Such a pure and glamorous flower should be stored in the most elegant container, but such a vulgar container of the golden vase is combined with the plum, giving people a hazy feeling of unattainable but chaotic.

You can tell just by reading the name that this is a work of genius!

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

It was an ancient book that I found from the trash, and I was lucky enough to read it, but it was also a fragment. Naruto broke the popsicle stick casually, and told Jiraiya a story about Pan Jinlian.

Even though Naruto spoke intermittently and the words were very casual, Zilai still easily substituted in. A good story knows no dimensions, and when you hear it, your eyes light up for a while, and then the story stops abruptly.

It's gone? You continue to talk? Zilai also collapsed.

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

Ji Lai also listened to the half of the story, it was the time when the inspiration was bursting, how could Naruto just leave like this, and hurriedly followed.

How can you leave in the middle of talking like this? You can tell me what happened after the bamboo pole was knocked over, right? It's very bitter when you hear it... Bah, it's a story when you hear it.

I said I forgot, I forgot. Naruto ignored Jiraiya, and walked forward without looking back.

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

Naruto, however, seemed to have eyes behind him, and suddenly turned sideways to avoid Jiraiya's grip. Jiraiya's childish hole suddenly expanded, and Xin Dao's own attack speed should not be slow, and it is not something that a ninja can dodge.

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

Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng straight two feet up the tree, jumped on the roof and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ji Lai also stood where he was, the night wind blowing his loose robe, he was stunned for a while and then smiled again. This child and his father are two extreme temperaments. If Minato and his wife are still there, it should be a headache.

Stepping on the wooden clogs, Jiraiya sighed and walked away in another direction.

He didn't want to come back this trip, he didn't agree with the ideas of Konoha's old guys, and collecting information outside was better than staying in this depressing village.

 …

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

He hasn't seen Hinata this month, so the barbecue appointment is naturally far away. After wandering the streets for a month, Naruto has become a qualified street slut. But this boring life will soon end, because tomorrow is the third Chunin exam.

Ino was bored looking at the store, and was about to go overseas, when the wind chime at the door rang.

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

Buy flowers.

Eh? Naruto, you actually know how to buy flowers? Ino said, but he still stood up, Let me help you choose, who do you want to give it to?

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

Huh? Ino neatly wrapped the white chrysanthemum, raised his head and asked, Who do you want to pay homage to?

Ah, yes. Naruto couldn't say that it was prepared for the third generation for the sake of convenience.