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In the Rain Ninja Village, in a private room of a tavern, Jiraiya and Konan sat opposite each other, with a large bottle of wine placed on the table between them.

"Ha~" Jiraiya took a sip of the wine in his glass, and then looked at the apprentice who had grown up completely in front of him. He felt so happy. When he saw Yahiko, he felt that his three apprentices might still be alive. Alive, but until you see a real person, everything is still possible.

"Xonan, this village is managed well by you. The whole day I've been here, the villagers haven't stopped praising you." Jiraiya didn't hesitate to praise you at all.

The current Ame Ninja Village is completely different from the one that Jiraiya remembered under Sansho Hanzo, especially the happiness index of ordinary villagers, which is extremely high. At first glance, it is no worse than the villagers of Konoha.

Konan smiled and didn't say anything. She still didn't understand why she and Jiraiya came to the tavern to reminisce out of nowhere.

Moreover, Xiaonan is still not very clear about how to treat Jiraiya. Nagato did not mention this matter before retreating, and it is not easy to copy the rules for spies directly.

After all, Jiraiya is not only their teacher, but also shows his friendliness towards the Rain Ninja Village, and Jiraiya's own behavior is also to maintain the peace of the Rain Ninja Village.

"Xonan, you don't know how sad I was when I received the news of your death." Jiraiya was a little tipsy. This is because everyone gets drunk even if they are not drunk. "I should have thought more about it and come over here. Make sure the information is correct, those mediocre people are wrong in collecting all the information!"

Konan continued to pour Jiraiya's wine while continuing to remain silent.

There is no denying that during the most difficult period, Xiaonan wondered whether Jiraiya would come to help. After all, at that time Konoha was about to end the third war as the victor.

However, no matter what the reason was, Jiraiya did not appear in front of them in the end. Sometimes when dreaming, Xiaonan would wonder, if Jiraiya had come, would Yahiko not have sacrificed himself in that scene? In the midst of conflict.

"By the way, where are Yahiko and Nagato? Why don't they come out to meet their teacher even if they are here? I really want to see if they are more handsome than before when they grow up." Jiraiya continued to say with a smile.

The wine bottle in Xiaonan's hand stopped in mid-air. She looked up at the smiling teacher, not knowing what to say. After a long silence, she said her first words in a long time, "You are not just here. Just to reminisce with us, are the ninjas of Konoha so free now?"

"Of course not." Jiraiya became serious, "I'm here to correct your mistakes. I remember I taught you to keep yourselves clean and keep distance from those terrorists and war experts. How could you join Akatsuki? From a terrorist organization!”

Jiraiya, who walked around the Rain Ninja Village, was quite confident in persuading Konan and the others, "Isn't it good to maintain peace like the Rain Ninja Village? Why should we take the initiative to launch a war? Why should we attack Suna Ninja? Post a bounty! Violence will only usher in more violence!”

Konan put down the wine bottle, and Jiraiya's long and righteous words made the remaining teacher-student relationship disappear in her heart.

"War will bring pain, and great pain will bring peace. This is the case in Yu Ninja Village." Xiaonan said lightly.

"Nonsense! War is war, peace is peace. What kind of war brings peace? Are you planning to launch a war against the entire world every once in a while? To maintain the false peace after the death of a large number of people? There is still a future for such a world "?" Jiraiya refuted loudly.

"It may not be perfect, but compared to falsehood, yours is better." Xiaonan stood up and stared closely at Jiraiya, "Your peace is violence to other countries, especially Xiaonan." The country and the Xiao Ninja Village will always accept your exploitation, and the killing and bloodshed have been passed on to them by you. This kind of peace that sacrifices the weak should really not exist!"

"Humans are a stupid and short-sighted species. The only lesson they have learned from history is that we never learn any lessons! Humanity alone can never achieve peace. The world needs a God, someone who can bring hurt when humanity forgets. Pain makes them yearn for the God of peace!”

Jiraiya felt chills all over after hearing this, and the familiar child in front of him turned into a demon-like existence in his eyes.

"We are already looking for a peaceful and win-win method, and are already trying to break the zero-sum game situation. Xiaonan, give up your cruel ideas and find that method together with the teacher, okay?" Jiraiya persuaded in a weak tone. road.

"That method doesn't exist at all, so why bother looking for it." Konan said to Jiraiya very firmly.

"Where's Yahiko? Where's Nagato? I want to talk to them! Do they think the same way? Is this why you joined Akatsuki?! I don't remember that I taught you this!" Jiraiya slapped the table with his hand and said .

Xiaonan stood up slowly, "It wasn't you who taught me, this cruel world taught me. If we could wake up from the illusion you made earlier, maybe Yahiko wouldn't have died."

"Yahiko died?" Jiraiya couldn't believe what he heard.

"So, you're late, you're too late, Jiraiya-sensei." Konan said with a sneer.

With a bang, the wine glass in Jiraiya's hand slipped and hit the ground, breaking into four pieces.

"Mr. Jiraiya of the Konoha Sannin, I am now warning you on behalf of the leader of the Rain Ninja Village to leave this village before dawn, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Xiaonan turned into a piece of paper with a swipe and came out of the window. After leaving this box, the words he left behind were like the tip of a knife, piercing Jiraiya's body.

"Hello, customer, what happened?" The waiter opened the sliding door and cautiously poked his head in.

She only saw a man who was half leaning on a chair. He exuded a temperament that seemed like the sky had fallen. But when she asked the question, the man's temperament suddenly changed, as if it only took a few seconds. After a while, he regained his collapsed confidence.

"Nothing happened." Jiraiya, who couldn't be beaten or dragged down, cheered up and put the money on the table, "No need to look for it, any extra will be counted as a tip."

"Hey!" The waiter tried to stop Jiraiya, but as soon as she took a step inside, Jiraiya disappeared from the window into the night outside.

"What kind of tip? This is only enough for the drink. I haven't compensated for the cup yet. Where did this person come from and don't want to compensate? Why are you pretending to be rich?" The waiter muttered angrily as he cleaned up.

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