What Moves People Has Never Been Words

Paying the bill, even Sasuke, who never cared about money, felt the pain of his wallet being emptied.

If he didn't have shares in this restaurant and enjoyed a discount, it would probably hurt even more.

He had eaten with Hinata before, but never had there been a time when she could eat as much as she did this time.

Not only could she eat, but she ate all the expensive, high-end ingredients!

"In the future, unless necessary, I absolutely can't bring Hinata along when treating someone!" Sasuke silently resolved while signing the bill, as this money would all be deducted from his dividends.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone chatted for a while before parting ways.

It wasn't that they couldn't stay overnight at the Hot Spring Hotel, but there were quite a few children in the group, and it wasn't appropriate for them to stay out all night, so in the end, everyone chose to go home.

Naruto escorted Hinata to her doorstep, not wanting to face her family's Byakugan.

He declined the invitation to go in for tea and see the cute little Hanabi, turning to walk towards his own home.

Unsurprisingly, Naruto saw Jiraiya waiting by the roadside not far from his home.

"Yo."

Jiraiya raised his hand in greeting.

Naruto nodded slightly in response.

"Naruto, would you be willing to take in a homeless old man?"

Jiraiya didn't mind Naruto's coldness, approaching with a grin.

"Your house in Konoha shouldn't have been taken away, right? Just clean it up and you can live there." Naruto said, his voice still cold, taking a jab at Jiraiya.

Although they had eaten together and chatted a lot, Naruto wasn't as disgusted with Jiraiya, who had become serious and had the demeanor of an elder, as he was at the beginning, but he was still very unhappy in his heart.

Where were you when I was sad, upset, and lonely as a child?

Now you show up?

Although Naruto knew in his heart that Jiraiya also had things he needed to do and his own difficulties, and had no obligation to take care of him, he still couldn't help but have such thoughts.

Although thinking this way was a bit wrong, in Naruto's eyes, Jiraiya, who didn't appear when he needed him most, wasn't much different from Sarutobi Hiruzen and those people.

To this day, can't I really change the way the people of Konoha see me, improve my situation, and make a lot of friends?

The simplest way is to bring a large number of enemies to Konoha, and then come out to save the world.

It's just a show.

Having read so many books, I still have these methods.

It's just that I'm unwilling and disdainful.

His love does not belong to the masses, but only to those he recognizes.

Now, he has become strong and has the ability to be independent.

Even if Jiraiya appears, what can he change?

Hearing Naruto's jab, Jiraiya didn't get angry, but just smiled bitterly: "Naruto, are you resenting me? Resenting me for not appearing sooner, and only appearing in your life now when nothing can be changed?"

Without waiting for Naruto to answer, Jiraiya continued, "I admit, I haven't been responsible enough, unwilling to take over as Hokage, and unwilling to take care of you as your guardian when you were young, failing to realize early on that you were living in pain.

However, that wasn't my intention. The Third Hokage would send me your latest photos every six months. In the photos, you looked energetic, well-groomed, with a rosy complexion, and quite tall.

I thought the Third Hokage was taking good care of you until two years ago when I learned the truth, but I couldn't refuse the Hokage's will and couldn't take you away to care for you personally."

The more Jiraiya spoke, the more bitter he felt, with a feeling of something stuck in his throat.

Just thinking about how Naruto had been ignored by everyone all these years, even after his identity as the Fourth's Son was revealed, filled him with anger.

He and Tsunade had been wandering outside the village all these years, unwilling to return, not without the reason of being dissatisfied with the village and their teacher, Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"What I'm saying now might sound like I'm shirking responsibility, but I sincerely hope you can grow up happy and healthy, instead of being in pain like you are now."

"Naruto, let me take care of you from now on. I'll take you away from Konoha, away from this disgusting environment, and take you traveling around the world. I'll pass on all the ninjutsu I know, including the most important Summoning Scroll."

"You have outstanding ninja talent. With me as your teacher, you'll definitely become a remarkable powerhouse in the future."

"When you grow up, you might be as strong as the First Hokage once was. I don't ask you to protect Konoha, as long as you don't attack the place your father devoted his life to, I'll support whatever you do."

Looking at the indifferent Naruto, Jiraiya sincerely expressed the most genuine thoughts in his heart.

At this moment, he had made up his mind not to follow his teacher Sarutobi Hiruzen's will any longer.

He was unwilling to wait for Naruto to graduate from the Ninja Academy; he didn't want to wait even a moment to take Naruto away from this place.

Naruto looked at Jiraiya, whose expression was bitter but sincere, and understood his determination at this moment.

What moves people is never words, but sincere feelings.

Quietly looking at Jiraiya, Jiraiya also met his gaze without flinching, his conscience clear at this moment.

After a moment, Naruto withdrew his gaze, the indifference in his eyes slightly lessened.

However, the decision he had already made in his heart to destroy this place did not waver in the slightest because of Jiraiya's words.

"I won't leave the village now; my friends and my businesses are all here."

"Besides, what I need now is not to travel around, but to cultivate step by step, so that I can become strong enough."

Naruto spoke, expressing his thoughts, no longer resisting Jiraiya, and initially accepting his existence in his heart.

Just like he said, these businesses arranged in the village, partly because he really needed money, and a large part was for the people in the village to see.

It was to hide the most genuine thoughts in his heart and win enough time for his development.

He was not someone who liked to make harsh remarks; he advocated not moving unless necessary, and when moving, to be as unstoppable as a landslide, sweeping away all shadows with a grand and righteous force.

He also carried out this philosophy in his daily life.

"Then, stay here with me for now."

Naruto took his arm and walked into the house.

Then he turned around, the indifference on his face melting away, revealing a smile: "Welcome home, Jiraiya-sensei."

Seeing Naruto like this, the emotions that had been blocking Jiraiya's heart dissipated a lot, and he showed a heartfelt smile.

How long had it been since his disciples had passed away one after another, and Orochimaru had defected from the village, that he had been so happy again.

At this moment, this new disciple named Naruto once again brought sunshine to his heart.

"I'm back."

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