Chapter 135: What the hell is going on? (Ch 135)

Kakashi stared at the gradually brightening horizon in the distance and was stunned for a while. He didn’t get out of his sleeping bag until dawn. He washed his face and began to prepare breakfast.

The conditions for camping outdoors were poor and the food could not be cooked in any fancy ways, so he just cut the ingredients and poured them into a small pot to cook, then sprinkled some salt, soy sauce and other ingredients for seasoning.

He should have used a spoon to scoop out some to taste, but when he was stirring the soup, he stared at the ingredients floating up and down in it due to the bubbles, and he lost his mind again without realizing it.

Kakashi finally woke up from his dream when Jiraiya smelled the fragrance and staggered over to the pot and sat down.

“Good morning, Master Jiraiya.”

“Morning, Kakashi.”

Jiraiya happily took the spoon from him, tasted the hot soup, and sighed for the 135th time what a wise decision it was to bring Kakashi out.

As for the reason for this sigh, it has been used 16 times.

–Kakashi is a really good seasoning guy.

The two of them each held their bowls and ate while chatting, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Maybe it was because he had taken care of children so often, and also because of his personality, but at the beginning of the journey, Jiraiya was always able to get a few words out of Kakashi so that he didn’t just perform a one-man show.

To this day, he leaves small things like cooking to Kakashi, so that Kakashi can have a little more worldly knowledge, not forget how to live, and maintain the emotions that a human being should have.

Instead of becoming a puppet who only knows mission and survival.

“We can reach Kusane Castle if we go east for a while. If we hurry, we can go to the hot springs before dark.”

When Jiraiya thought of the countless writing materials beckoning to him, he couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild and revealed a vulgar expression that was completely inconsistent with his status as a great hero.

After traveling together for so long, Kakashi knew what he was thinking about at a glance.

Kakashi, the good boy who had not been led astray, chose to close his eyes and concentrate on eating.

He couldn’t understand what the fun was in peeping into the women’s bath that could make Lord Jiraiya so obsessed with it.

And even if we take a step back, this hobby is not very moral.

All I can say is that strong people all have their own little quirks?

Master Jiraiya is a lecher, Master Tsunade is a gambler, and it is said that Master Orochimaru spends a lot of time in the laboratory doing research and doesn’t show up for a year or two…

For the Nth time, Kakashi felt that in the circle of strong people, his father might be so normal that he was a little abnormal.

After they finished their breakfast, Kakashi packed his bag, put on all the custom-made weights and continued on his journey.

Anyway, I can take a hot spring bath tonight, so it doesn’t matter how much I sweat.

…

Facing the sunset and the evening glow, Kakashi stepped into the gate of Kusani Castle.

After a whole day of high-intensity running, his chakra had been consumed to a minimum, and a few strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat, hanging wetly at the corners of his eyes.

Jiraiya was calm and composed, and patted Kakashi’s shoulder hard. The latter staggered a little, and the arc of his frown on his brows looked a little helpless.

It seemed like he was complaining about Jiraiya, being an elder, but always doing these childish pranks.

Jiraiya turned around and ignored the accusation, trying to brush it off with praise: “Very good, Kakashi, you have improved a lot since last time.”

Then, without waiting for the other party to react, he impatiently picked up the sweaty child and strode towards the bathhouse.

…

After scrubbing the bath, Jiraiya soaked for a while and then ran off to get materials, leaving Kakashi staring blankly in the spring, emptying his mind.

–Come to think of it, I haven’t taken a hot spring bath with Naraku yet.

Kakashi relaxed his body and slid into the pool a little bit, sinking completely below the surface.

The tiny ripples on the surface of the pond broke the light and fire into tiny bright blocks, which floated in front of his eyes like fish, just like the bright spots of light under the shade of the trees that summer.

He reached out to grab it, his fingers breaking through the water’s surface and leaving ripples. The feeling of the water passing through his fingers was extremely clear, bringing a bit of itchiness.

In addition to taking a hot spring bath, there were many things that Hatake Kakashi hadn’t been able to do with Uchiha Naraku.

There are still many things that have not been said.

–Even in a dream, let me see you.

There was some warmth in the corners of his eyes, and Kakashi didn’t know if he was crying.

…

Unlike what Kakashi thought, Jiraiya was not collecting materials, but was walking in the darkness with his clothes neatly dressed.

Kusani Castle is well-known in the ninja world as a hot spring sanctuary, but at the same time, this prosperous city is a hodgepodge of good and bad people, and is one of the important intelligence distribution centers for ninjas when they are away from home.

Forces of all sizes have set up their own agents here, including of course underground gold exchange offices.

Jiraiya dressed up a little and walked into the gold exchange base with ease. With just a glance, the guard dog made way for him to enter.

The shopkeeper sat behind the counter with a sincere and natural smile on his face.

“What do you need, customer?”

“This person,” Jiraiya took out a photo and placed it on the table, pushing it a few centimeters towards the shopkeeper, “where is he now?”

“Oh, we just happen to have information about the person you mentioned.”

The shopkeeper turned around and pulled out a scroll from the secret compartment, placing it next to the photo, making a gesture and attaching an additional message.

“Some time ago, another client asked us to investigate this person. You need to act faster.”

“Um.”

Jiraiya nonchalantly put down the silver, took the photo and scroll, put them in his arms, and turned to leave.

Coming out from underground, he found a quiet place to open the scroll, and when he reached the end of the reading, he let out an unhappy “tsk”.

Wow, the last time he appeared was in Caoni City.

Should he say that this guy was extremely stupid for daring to stay in a place like this where the whole city was full of intelligence agents, or should he say that he was too smart for his own good, thinking that he could hide himself safely in the dark, but ended up being discovered?

However, who else is investigating Zhicun?

Jiraiya touched his chin, and a look of understanding flashed in his eyes.

The one who keeps biting this person is definitely an Uchiha.

They haven’t given up the pursuit yet.

It seems that what the shopkeeper said was right. He really needs to act faster, otherwise if Uchiha catches him, things will be a little difficult.

After all, the assassination should be true. According to the old man’s character, for the sake of stability, he would not allow important witnesses to be controlled by Uchiha and then threaten the village to make concessions.

If a gun accidentally goes off, it will be beyond the control of a mere Zilai like him.

boom–!!!

Accompanied by a huge explosion, a large amount of smoke and dust burst out from the roof of a three-story tavern full of lights and night, and a figure flew out from it.

Judging from the posture, it seems like he was beaten.

Jiraiya’s jaw almost dropped when he saw the light golden light that followed closely behind the figure.

–No, what’s going on?

–Tsunade?