Seeing the slightly forlorn expression on Jiraiya's face, Rinjin's eyebrows slowly rose.
"Why can't you become Hokage if you lack ambition?"
Jiraiya stubbornly shook his head. "Rinjin, you don't understand. Becoming Hokage isn't my aspiration!"
"Huh?" Rinjin exclaimed, angrily retorting, "Aspiration? Is your aspiration to be the master of some revolutionary as that old toad says?"
Rinjin was genuinely upset. A perfectly good man, someone with his own life, was being misled by a cunning old toad.
Becoming the mentor of a savior? If there were saviors in the world, would there still be common people? To highlight the greatness of the savior? Or to be cheerleaders shouting praises?
Why not just lie down and wait for the savior to rescue everyone? Rinjin fundamentally disliked the term "savior." If saviors existed, what did his efforts mean? Just the struggles of a clown?
With this in mind, Rinjin no longer concealed his anger, speaking solemnly, "Jiraiya, abandon this notion of guiding a revolutionary. This world needs change through our efforts, not by pinning hopes on vague prophecies!"
Hearing this, Jiraiya looked at Rinjin with some gratitude but still stubbornly shook his head and gazed out the window.
"Rinjin, guiding a revolutionary is also an effort, my way of changing the world. I believe perseverance, endurance, and never giving up are virtues that will be passed to the next generation."
Watching Jiraiya suddenly appear very mature, Rinjin sighed heavily. Their views clashed, and their fundamental worldviews diverged completely. Rinjin believed in change through effort and even sacrifice, while Jiraiya believed in the inheritance of ideals. Neither was wrong.
Outside, the sun shone brightly. Rinjin sighed deeply and shook his head helplessly. "So, how do you plan to live from now on?"
Jiraiya smiled brightly, turning to Rinjin; he knew Rinjin wasn't holding a grudge due to their differences. This was why he was willing to share his thoughts with Rinjin. Rinjin had always been accepting of others' differences, just as he was in ninja school.
Grinning slyly, Jiraiya shared his thoughts: "Travel the world, meet beautiful women everywhere; of course, mainly train and improve myself. After all, that's the best way to guide a revolutionary!"
Watching Jiraiya speak confidently under the sunlight, Rinjin rolled his eyes, thinking fiercely. This guy is inevitably walking the same old path. But now that I control Amegakure, let's see how you manage to roam freely.
When the time comes, I'll gouge out Madara's eye and teach Minato properly in Konoha!
After chatting for a long time, seeing Jiraiya nodding off, Rinjin sighed helplessly, silently wished him well, and left the hospital room.
Jiraiya, don't die!
Leaving Konoha Hospital, the sky had darkened. In the distance, the fiery sunset painted the sky red. Watching the lanterns light up along the streets, Rinjin recalled Jiraiya's words about hair growth using sage chakra.
So, who is the best at sage training? Um... Mount Myoboku in the ninja world? Forget it, I'll find Tsunade!
With this thought, Rinjin headed towards the Senju residence without hesitation. Soon, guided by an elderly woman, Rinjin found the Senju family in the dining room.
At the table, the family was having dinner: the elderly Mito Uzumaki, the graceful Tsunade, and a cheerful young boy, Nawaki. Typically, interrupting someone's meal means visiting another time, but Rinjin shamelessly took a seat and looked expectantly at the elderly woman serving food.
No wonder, he had sneaked out from Kirigakure, and time was precious, not to be wasted. His family wasn't around either; Riiri had taken Yako and the others to Amegakure.
Unable to resist Rinjin's burning gaze, a bowl of rice was placed before him. Clasping his hands together, he said, "Itadakimasu," and began eating, ignoring Nawaki's curious gaze.
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Soon, Rinjin finished eating, perfectly timing it with the others. The three of them had just set down their bowls, showing the refined manners of a great family like the Senju. Eating together, finishing together. It was a bit hard to adapt to.
Giving Tsunade a knowing look, the two left the dining room together. Walking silently in the courtyard, they glanced at each other, the atmosphere turning slightly ambiguous.
At that moment, Rinjin spoke, "Tsunade, can you go to Shikkotsu Forest?"
Tsunade paused, grinding her teeth in annoyance. "Oh, Lord Rinjin, you disappear for over a month and return without a word, then want to boss me around?"
Wow, a month apart and she's gotten better at sarcasm! Hearing this, Rinjin helplessly covered his forehead, smiling bitterly.
"Look at how you put it. I can't stay by your side all the time, can I? I don't mind, but you'd get tired."
Tsunade turned her head, muttering, "You never tried, so who knows?"
"What did you say?" Rinjin asked, not hearing clearly. Tsunade waved her hand irritably.
"Nothing! Alright, alright, why do you ask about Shikkotsu Forest?"
"What else?" Rinjin shrugged, looking helpless. "To learn sage techniques! Jiraiya said sage chakra can stimulate the scalp and give me flowing hair."
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