Naruto: The Uchiha remnants of the Senju clan!

Chapter 58 Tsunade's Drunkenness, Jiraiya's Loss of Control

However, this trait is called "The Obsession of the Prophet's Child," but its effect is to shroud fate in mystery.

Jiraiya spent his entire life searching for the prophesied child, yet his own obsession with falling into misfortune only served to obscure his destiny, which Qingyu found somewhat of a hellish joke.

However, Qingyu thought about it again and realized that Jiraiya only recognized Naruto as the "Child of Prophecy" when he was about to die.

Most of the time, Jiraiya only guessed who was more likely to be the winner.

At this moment, Jiraiya suddenly frowned, feeling that there was something different about Kiyoha than before, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He shook his head, thinking to himself that he probably drank too much.

"By the way, Jiraiya, you haven't been back to the village in a long time."

Tsunade suddenly brought up the matter and then spread her hands towards him.

Jiraiya only came back for a day last time, and before we even met, he was gone for several more months.

Jiraiya looked at Tsunade with a puzzled expression.

"What are you doing?"

Orochimaru taught Kiyoha quite a few ninjutsu techniques.

Tsunade said matter-of-factly:

"As the elder, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

Jiraiya had never seen Tsunade act in a way that benefited the younger generation, and he found it rather strange.

He thought for a moment, then took out a scroll from his pocket and handed it to Qingyu.

"Take this 'Fire Release: Flame Bullet' and practice it."

"Thank you, Jiraiya-sama."

Qingyu accepted the scroll with both hands and thanked him solemnly.

Jiraiya waved his hand and invited Tsunade and Orochimaru to drink again.

After the atmosphere relaxed, he casually asked:

"I heard something big has happened in the village recently?"

Orochimaru nodded.

"Regarding Sakumo-senpai's matter, it has been resolved peacefully."

Orochimaru picked up his wine glass and chuckled to himself.

Of course he knew the whole story.

He estimated that Sarutobi-sensei would attribute this incident to "polishing Sakumo-senpai's character."

This excuse is really useful; you can put anything into it.

But in Orochimaru's view, the most important point is that Sakumo Hatake is not a ninja from the Hokage lineage.

Although Sakumo Hatake is loyal to Konoha, he does not have the same unbreakable alliance with the Sarutobi clan as the Ino-Shika-Cho trio.

To put it bluntly, Sakumo Hatake is a swordsman, not a member of the Sarutobi clan or the Hokage lineage.

Sharpening a knife doesn't require the same level of care and caution as cultivating one's own people.

Why don't we see Sarutobi-sensei polishing Minato Namikaze?

Minato was also quite famous; he had even saved Kushina, the last surviving member of the Uzumaki clan, from the hands of the Hidden Cloud Village.

Ultimately, it's just a matter of personal relationships.

Tsunade took another gulp of sake and slammed the glass down on the table.

"It's fortunate that Qingyu reminded me in time. If I had arrived any later, I don't know what kind of trouble Senior Shuo Mao would have been caused by those rumors."

Qingyu sat quietly behind Tsunade, listening to the conversation between the three Sannin.

These adults talked about village politics without any attempt to hide anything from him.

In their eyes, he was probably still a child who needed to be taken care of.

But for Qingyu, this was all valuable intelligence.

These can help him determine where the plot is at, or what impact his own butterfly effect will have.

After Tsunade had drunk enough, she stood up, supporting herself on the table, her steps a little unsteady.

Qingyu quickly supported her arm.

Tsunade took out a wad of banknotes from her pocket, placed them on the table, and paid her share.

Tsunade then waved to Jiraiya and Orochimaru.

"Let's go, let's go, Qingyu, take me back."

Seeing Tsunade's slightly tipsy appearance, Jiraiya subconsciously stood up.

"Tsunade, shall I take you home?"

It's been a long time since Jiraiya has seen Tsunade, and he wants to chat with her more.

"Jiraiya".

Orochimaru spoke slowly and deliberately.

"You should get rid of that feminine scent on yourself first."

He had long ago noticed the worldly air about Jiraiya.

Before coming to the izakaya tonight, this guy must have gone to a brothel again.

Jiraiya's expression instantly stiffened.

Tsunade glanced back at Jiraiya and snorted.

"I have Qingyu."

Qingyu helped Tsunade out of the izakaya, and the night breeze blew in their faces.

Although Tsunade had drunk quite a bit, she was still walking steadily, but her center of gravity was not very even, with most of her weight on Kiyoyu.

Qingyu, however, was able to support this weight and walk very steadily.

He didn't know if his ease was due to the increased purity of the Senju bloodline or the power increase caused by his recent training in "superhuman strength".

After walking for a while, Qingyu felt that walking with support like this was too slow.

He offered to carry Tsunade back. Tsunade glanced at him with half-closed eyes and nodded.

Qingyu knelt down in front of Tsunade, letting her lean against his back. Tsunade wrapped her arms around his neck, rested her chin on his shoulder, and her warm breath brushed against his ear.

"Hurry up and go, kid."

As Tsunade spoke, her warm breath, carrying a faint scent of sake, brushed against Qingyu's ear.

Qingyu supported Tsunade's buttocks with both hands and stood up.

To be honest, Tsunade herself wasn't very heavy. With her slender figure and ninja physique, she had high muscle density but a delicate frame.

The problem was that the two heavy burdens were pressing down on his back, releasing their heavy weight without reservation, which made Qingyu feel somewhat burdened.

Qingyu took a deep breath and started walking towards home.

The night was quiet, and there were few pedestrians on the street, with only a few villagers hurrying by on their way home.

Tsunade lay on Qingyu's back, her breathing gradually becoming steady.

After Tsunade left, only Jiraiya and Orochimaru remained in the izakaya.

Jiraiya held his wine cup, looking at Orochimaru with a pained expression.

"You stinking snake, you're undermining me again! When have I ever had a good time without including you?"

Jiraiya simply couldn't hold back any longer.

Orochimaru smiled and stuck out his long tongue to lick the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? You mean that time you took me to spy on the women's bathhouse? You got caught all by yourself, is it my fault?"

Jiraiya's face flushed red instantly.

"How dare you say that! You promised to keep watch for me that time, but you sneaked off, leaving me to be chased by that group of women for three blocks!"

"Hehe."

Orochimaru let out his characteristic hoarse laugh.

"I have absolutely no interest in those things, Jiraiya. When will you understand that physical desires are nothing more than obstacles on the path of life's evolution?"

Orochimaru said calmly.

He believed that since he liked women's bodies so much, he might as well become a woman himself.

Such a technique is not impossible to develop.

"Come on, don't give me that nonsense."

Jiraiya picked up his sake cup and took a swig in silence.

He knew he would never win an argument with Orochimaru on this topic, so he simply stopped talking.

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the other side.

When Qingyu opened the door, Shizune was carrying a bowl of soup out of the kitchen. When she saw Qingyu carrying Tsunade on her back, she quickly put down the bowl and came to greet him.

"Qingyu, you eat. Tsunade isn't eating tonight."

Qingyu carried Tsunade into her room and carefully placed her on the bed.

Tsunade rolled over as soon as she touched the bed, muttered something unintelligible, and then fell silent.

Looking at Tsunade, who was completely drunk and unconscious on the bed, Qingyu thought for a moment and then reached out to help her take off her coat.

That green jacket reeked of alcohol and cigarettes; if I slept in it, I definitely wouldn't feel comfortable in the morning.

Underneath the coat was a sleeveless gray top that clung to her voluptuous figure, instantly revealing her full silhouette.

Without changing his expression, Qingyu pulled the blanket over Tsunade, covering her completely from head to toe.