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Konan seemed to dislike Jiraiya and Obito, finding a corner seat to sit down and keeping a distance from the two men.
She crossed her arms, her face tense, and remained silent, her gaze fixed on the screen.
The screen is currently showing a scene of their seamless teamwork from their childhood: the cozy little wooden house, the busy kitchen, and Yahiko's bright smile...
These long-lost yet familiar scenes stung her eyes.
Xiao Nan's eyes also felt hot and her nose felt sore.
She misses Yahiko very much.
Looking at the energetic orange-haired boy in the picture, an indescribable sorrow welled up in my chest.
[Ding! Xiao Nan's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
Jiraiya was initially standing not far away, glancing sideways at Obito after he sat down, wary of what kind of trouble the dangerous masked man might suddenly cause.
However, seeing that he was really focused on staring at the screen, Jiraiya's tense nerves gradually relaxed.
He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately gave up his constant vigilance and sat down in the front row, closer to the screen.
However, he did not let his guard down. During this time, he also tried to subtly probe Obito to find out his background or the situation here.
However, the masked man remained silent and completely ignored him, like a block of wood.
Whether Jiraiya initiated a small talk or made tentative hints, Obito completely ignored him.
This left Jiraiya feeling powerless, so he had no choice but to give up in frustration.
He sighed softly and turned his attention back to the screen.
Watching the three children busily working on the screen, he felt a complex mix of emotions.
Just then, the door on the screen opened.
In the scene, the wooden house door is open, and two white-haired figures stand at the doorway.
Upon seeing this, Jiraiya leaned forward slightly and stared intently.
When he saw the message on the screen saying that a guest had arrived, he was wondering who it could be.
Besides themselves, who else would visit the three children?
He initially thought it was Tsunade or Orochimaru, since both of them knew of Nagato's existence.
But when the door opened, Jiraiya saw himself and someone else he never expected appear on the screen!
On the screen, Jiraiya stood outside the door with a smile on his face, while the person next to him had white hair similar to his own, which fluttered in the wind. He had handsome and rugged features and a calm and reserved demeanor.
The man had a faint smile on his lips; though kind, he possessed a captivating sharpness.
Who else could it be but Sakumo Hatake?!
Jiraiya was bewildered and very puzzled: Hatake Sakumo?
Why did he take Sakumo Hatake to the cabin?
But at this point in time, wasn't Hatake Sakumo already...?
Jiraiya's mind raced, and a bold guess made him gasp: Could this actually be Kakashi's dream?!
Because according to the normal timeline, Sakumo Hatake should have been dead by now!
"How is this possible..." Jiraiya stared at the screen, speechless, and muttered to himself.
Not only Jiraiya, but Obito was also shocked.
He stared at the figure on the screen, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "Kakashi's dad?!"
Obito leaned forward, trying to get a better look.
His astonishment was no less than Jiraiya's—Sakumo Hatake?! It really was Sakumo Hatake!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
Obito stared at the screen, his mind a jumbled mess: he was just as surprised as Jiraiya. Why was Jiraiya taking Kakashi's father to see Nagato and the others?
He couldn't connect the people on either side at all!
They are completely unrelated, how could they possibly bump into each other under the same roof?
Obito couldn't figure it out at all, and he just felt that the dream was getting more and more bizarre.
The audience fell into a stunned silence.
Jiraiya and Obito stared wide-eyed at the screen.
In contrast to the strong reactions of the two, Xiao Nan sat in a corner to the side.
Konan remained calm, because she didn't know Sakumo Hatake at all.
She tilted her head slightly, watching Jiraiya lead a strange white-haired man into the cabin on the screen. She searched her memory but couldn't find any recollection of this person.
After all, in her memory, Jiraiya had never brought anyone back to the cabin.
……
In the picture—
When Yahiko heard that Jiraiya had returned, he hurriedly ran to the door to greet him.
He excitedly skipped to the door and, seeing Jiraiya standing there, cheerfully greeted him, "Master Jiraiya, you're back! The food will be ready soon."
However, the next second, when he saw the white-haired Hatake Sakumo who followed closely behind Jiraiya and stepped into the room, he was stunned.
Yahiko blinked, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two white-haired men several times, a look of surprise on his face.
However, the surprise was fleeting, replaced by Yahiko's signature sunny smile and a look of curiosity.
He scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Master Jiraiya! Who is this person? Why does he have white hair just like you? Is he a relative of yours?"
The young man was straightforward and asked the question that no one else had asked.
Upon hearing this, Jiraiya burst into laughter, his triumphant and hearty laugh echoing through the cabin: "Although we are both very handsome, he and I are not related!"
"This man is called Sakumo Hatake! Everyone calls him 'Konoha's White Fang'!"
Jiraiya winked at Yahiko and said, "Yahiko, you should remember me!"
Yahiko nodded blankly at first, then suddenly seemed to remember something and jumped up excitedly on the spot.
His eyes gleamed as he stared intently at Hatake Sakumo, babbling incoherently, "Are you the great ninja who uttered the famous saying, 'Those who don't cherish their comrades are worse than trash,' and lived it to the fullest extent?! I've heard so much about your deeds! You're my idol!"
When Yahiko got excited, he completely abandoned his usual restraint. His cheeks flushed red with admiration, and he clenched his fists in front of his chest, transforming into a passionate little fanboy.
Chapter 179 Are they going to join Konoha?
In the scene, the lights flicker in the dimly lit cabin.
Standing inside the room, Nagato felt a profound sense of incongruity at the scene before her.
When did Yahiko acquire such an idol?
How come he has no recollection of this?!
Nagato looked at Konan in shock, trying to get an explanation from her.
[Ding! Nagato's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +400!]
However, Konan seemed unfazed, shrugging and whispering to Nagato, "You'll get used to it."
Looking at her helpless yet somewhat confident expression, it was as if she had long known Yahiko's admiration for "White Fang".
At the doorway, Jiraiya burst into hearty laughter, waving his hand generously: "Haha! Come on, come on, don't block the doorway, let's go inside and sit down to chat!"
He half-pushed and half-asserted the still somewhat dazed Yahiko to the side.
Sakumo Hatake gave an embarrassed smile and nodded slightly in acknowledgment: "I apologize for the intrusion."
His voice was calm and polite.
Jiraiya put away his raincoat and straw hat, and the group filed into the house.
In the dim light, the small room appeared cozy and cramped.
A low wooden table was placed in the center, with several bowls of steaming soup and simple side dishes on it, the aroma filling the air.
As soon as Sakumo Hatake sat down, Yahiko hurriedly rushed to the kitchen to bring out the dishes: "Lord Sakumo, please try this! It's a common dish here, I don't know if it suits your taste..."
As he spoke, he placed the hot dishes in front of Hatake Sakumo and then quickly poured his idol a cup of sake, his actions were incredibly attentive.
Yahiko's face was full of admiration and joy, his eyes almost glued to Sakumo Hatake.
This scene made Jiraiya quite jealous. He couldn't help but slam his hand on the table and glare at me with feigned anger: "You brat! Why have I never seen you so attentive to me before?!"
Yahiko was so shocked by Jiraiya's slap that his chopsticks almost flew out of his hand. He quickly retorted, sticking out his neck and speaking with righteous indignation: "How can that be the same! Lord White Fang is my most respected idol!"
He spoke with such confidence, puffing out his chest with an air of unashamed pride.
"Humph!"
Jiraiya puffed out his beard and glared, pretending to be even angrier, "So, all I've done is teach you for nothing, and all you see is White Teeth!"
Seeing the master and apprentice bickering, Hatake Sakumo couldn't help but chuckle. Just as he was about to speak up to smooth things over, he heard a series of clear laughs from the side.
Konan covered her mouth and giggled, her eyes crinkling as she looked at the two bickering: "Haha, Yahiko is bullying Jiraiya-sensei again!"
She laughed heartily, clearly used to these everyday banter and always enjoyed watching them.
Nagato stood to the side, first staring blankly at the scene, then a slight smile involuntarily crept onto his lips—
He really missed the scenes of Yahiko and Jiraiya bickering.
How long has it been since he last saw such a warm and lively scene?
After everyone had laughed and joked for a while, they all sat down and gathered around the small table.
Outside, the rain pattered softly, while inside, it was warm and cozy, a scene of joy and harmony.
Yahiko poured Jiraiya a full glass of wine with a bright smile, and Jiraiya nodded in satisfaction, no longer jealous.
Sakumo Hatake looked around at the three boys from Amegakure with a gentle and humble expression.
He picked up his wine cup, took a small sip, and seemed to be organizing his thoughts.
After a moment, Sakumo Hatake put down his wine glass and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Actually... the sentence Yahiko mentioned earlier wasn't my original idea."