Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

Chapter 347 Wukong, you have a tail?!

The night was as dark as ink, enveloping the earth.

Under the dim yellow light, three figures cast long shadows on the street.

"Shikamaru, Choji, where did that freak come from? And what's his relationship with Jiraiya-sama?"

Ino looked up at the starry sky, but the scene from before was still playing in her mind's eye.

"I don't know, but I think it's probably someone that Jiraiya-sama brought back from outside the village. As for what his relationship with Jiraiya-sama is, I don't know."

Shikamaru, holding the back of his head, answered casually and half-heartedly.

"I know who he is!" Choji suddenly blurted out.

Ino was stunned.

She seemed to be asking the two of them, but she was actually only asking Shikamaru, since only Shikamaru could possibly answer the question. As for Choji... well, those who know, know. She hadn't held out any hope at all, but now Choji actually said he knew?!

Shikamaru, who had been lost in thought, was taken aback by Choji's resounding answer and turned his head slightly to look at him: "You know?"

"Mhm!" Choji nodded seriously.

Seeing this, Shikamaru and Ino both became serious and prepared to listen carefully to their partner's answer.

Choji said in a serious tone, "Legend has it that there is a person called the God of Food, who can eat a mountain of food. That person just now must be a descendant of the God of Food!"

Shikamaru, Ino: ...

Heh, they really shouldn't have had any expectations.

On another street.

Jiraiya's lips twitched as he looked at his wallet, which was noticeably deflated.

Is it too late for him to take back his promise to cover all expenses? If Wukong continues like this every meal, he might go from being a tycoon to a pauper in no time.

"Wukong, are people in your world as big eaters as you?" He couldn't help but ask, looking at Wukong walking beside him.

Upon hearing this, Wukong turned his head to look, blinked his big eyes, and shook his head, saying, "No, they ate much less than me."

"Phew~ That's all right then." Jiraiya breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the humans in Goku's world were just as normal as those on their side.

"By the way, Goku, I've already spoken with Tsunade, who's the leader of this village. You'll be living with me from now on. My house is quite big, so having one more person won't be a problem at all. You don't mind, do you?"

"Of course I don't mind, I don't care where I live," Wukong replied nonchalantly.

Led by Jiraiya, the two soon entered a detached two-story house with a courtyard.

"Wukong, feel free to wander around. I'll go upstairs and tidy up the room."

After saying this, Jiraiya left Goku alone in the first-floor living room and went upstairs by himself.

He lived alone in the house. Although there were extra rooms for Wukong, they would have to provide bedding and other necessities.

After he left, Goku looked around and thought that this place was no different from Master Roshi's Turtle House, so he lost his curiosity about it after a few glances.

"Let's do some exercises to aid digestion."

With nothing to do, this idea popped into his head.

After finding an open space, he twisted his neck and did a few stretching exercises. Instead of exercising his hands or legs, he untied the tail that was wrapped around his waist and then used only his tail to support his body as he did push-ups.

As his tail curved and straightened, his body rose and fell with it, like a small boat rocking on the sea.

"I wonder when I'll be able to train my tail to be strong enough."

Wukong held the back of his head, training his tail while staring at the ceiling and talking to himself.

During his training at the temple, Popo pointed out that his tail could affect his combat abilities and could easily become a weakness in the eyes of his enemies.

Therefore, it is best to remove the tail.

But Goku didn't want to do that, because his tail was like his third hand, a part he was already used to, and he didn't want to remove it unless absolutely necessary.

Furthermore, he learned from Bulma that if his tail were removed, he would lose his ability to transform.

He had worked so hard to cultivate his transformation ability for so long in order to master it. Now that he had mastered it, he certainly couldn't just abandon it, otherwise it would be a waste of time.

After learning of Goku's idea, Popo did not continue to persuade him to remove his tail, but instead offered a second solution.

That is to train the tail to be as strong as the arm, or even stronger.

As long as the tail is strong enough, it won't become Goku's weakness; on the contrary, it might become a great asset.

Although Goku had consciously trained his tail before, he had overcome the weakness that would make him powerless if his tail was grabbed, and had even given it considerable strength.

However, compared to his hands, the power of his tail is far inferior. It's fine against opponents much weaker than him, but against opponents of equal strength, this weakness can easily become his flaw and be exploited by his opponents.

Therefore, as long as Goku trains his tail to be as strong as his arm, he can eliminate this weakness and prevent his opponent from taking advantage of it.

Goku immediately accepted this viewpoint and resolved to train his tail to become extremely powerful.

Moreover, on Bobo's advice, he usually wraps his tail around his waist. This way, he can minimize his weaknesses when his tail is not strong enough. He can loosen his tail once he has trained it to a sufficient level.

This is why, since he came into this world, no one has ever discovered his tail.

Even the observant Shikamaru only regarded Goku's tail as some kind of waist rope or decoration.

In the room, Jiraiya stroked his chin and nodded as he looked at the neatly made bed.

"Okay, that's fine. Although the bedding has been sitting for too long and has a bit of a smell, it'll be fine after airing it out in the sun tomorrow."

After tidying up Wukong's room, he leisurely went downstairs.

"Wukong, I'm all packed. Come up with me and take a look."

As Jiraiya walked down the stairs, before he could finish speaking, he saw the scene in the living room on the first floor, and his eyes widened in surprise.

In his eyes, Wukong was doing push-ups, but he was not supporting himself with his hands, but with his tail.

Tail?!!!

Jiraiya was completely dumbfounded.

"Uncle Jiraiya, are you done?"

Upon seeing Jiraiya come down, Goku finished his digestion exercise, flicked his tail, and stood up.

Then, with a whoosh, the brown tail wrapped around his waist again.

"Goku, that, that's your tail? You have a tail?" Jiraiya stammered, pointing to the tail around Goku's waist.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Wukong blinked innocently.

Jiraiya opened his mouth, but for a moment he couldn't say anything.

He had seen the thing around Goku's waist before, but he hadn't thought much of it, assuming it was something like a waist rope, just like Shikamaru.

But he never expected that it was actually Goku's tail!

"Do humans in your world all have tails?"

A few seconds later, Jiraiya gradually calmed down and asked curiously.

While it's surprising that humans have tails, think about it: Goku comes from another world, so having a tail is really nothing special.

"Hmm... let me think... Krillin doesn't have a tail, Bulma doesn't have a tail, Master Roshi doesn't have a tail, and neither does Yamcha..."

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Wukong ran his fingers over his fingers, counting them one by one.

After a while, he thought through all the humans he had ever seen in his memory, then shook his head and said, "No, it seems that no one else in our world has a tail."

"Is that so?"

This answer surprised Jiraiya somewhat. He looked at Goku in astonishment, thinking to himself:

This boy is truly extraordinary, capable of traversing to another world and possessing a tail unlike any normal human.

"Come on, Wukong, let's come up and see your room."

"Okay."

At one o'clock in the morning, Wukong, who had just settled into his new home, was already fast asleep.

However, inside the Konoha intelligence building, several ninjas were still working.

In a secret room, a ninja placed his palm on the forehead of an unconscious man, whose eyes were closed and whose face was covered in fine sweat.

After an unknown amount of time, the ninja suddenly opened his eyes, his face appearing somewhat pale.

"No, we still can't access his memories. His memories seem to be sealed by some unknown sealing technique."

"If that's the case, then don't force it. Let Lord Haiyi try tomorrow. I think Lord Haiyi should have a solution," said another ninja standing nearby.

After finding Tsunade, Jiraiya not only reported the intelligence he had gathered, but also threw out one of the Amegakure ninjas he had captured in Amegakure.

The purpose is self-evident: to have Konoha's intelligence agents probe the memories in his mind and find more information related to Pain.

So while most people in Konoha were fast asleep, these intelligence ninjas were still working overtime in a miserable way.

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The next day, the morning sunlight slanted in through the window.

Wukong woke up at six o'clock sharp, stretched, then dressed and put on his shoes before starting his morning exercise in the courtyard downstairs.

At 7:30, Jiraiya yawned, opened the window, and looked down at Goku, who was still training. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This kid is really hardworking; he's been training quietly for so long since early this morning.

"Hey! Wukong, stop practicing and take a break. After I rinse my mouth, we'll go eat."

Wukong, who was doing a handstand push-up, heard this and lowered his body, slurping his saliva.

"Eat? Sure, I'm starving!"

In the breakfast shop, Wukong's whirlwind-like appearance attracted the attention of all the diners around.

Seeing that Wukong could eat dozens of buns and still not be satisfied, the diners stared at him as if they had seen a ghost.

"This guy can eat way too much! Is he from the Akimichi clan?"

"I don't think so, there's no Akimichi clan insignia on his clothes."

Jiraiya leisurely sipped his soy milk, glancing at the reactions of the other diners out of the corner of his eye. He thought to himself, "Maybe I should just buy the food for Goku from now on. Otherwise, with Goku's appetite, the whole of Konoha will know about him in no time."

For someone like Wukong, whose identity is quite sensitive, this could potentially cause unnecessary trouble.

"Boss, the bill!"

When Goku finished eating a hundred buns and wiped his mouth to indicate that he had had enough, Jiraiya took out a wad of cash, slammed it on the table, and then took Goku away from the shop.

"Let's go, Goku, I'll show you around Konoha."

Meanwhile, in a dark underground space in Konoha, Danzo, with half his face covered by bandages and exuding a chilling aura, coldly stared at a Root ninja in front of him.

"You mean, when Jiraiya returned to the village yesterday, he brought back a kid who was thirteen or fourteen years old and didn't belong to the village?"

"Yes, Lord Danzo," the Root ninja said, his head bowed.

Upon hearing this, Danzo frowned slightly.

Jiraiya has never brought anyone back to the village in all these years, so why did he bring back a kid this time?

Who is this kid? Does he have something unusual about him?

Being a very suspicious person, he immediately became paranoid, feeling that Jiraiya would never bring back a little devil for no reason, and that there must be something special about this little devil.

After a moment's thought, he coldly said to his subordinates, "Send a team to gather information about this brat. I need to know his identity, his background, and why Jiraiya brought him back to the village!"

"Yes, Lord Danzo!"

On the bustling streets, Goku strolled along, listening to Jiraiya recount the history of Konoha.

"Decades ago, Hashirama Senju, known as the God of Shinobi, founded Konoha and became the First Hokage. After his death, his younger brother Tobirama Senju became the Second Hokage."

At this point, the two walked to a place where they could clearly see the Hokage Rock. Jiraiya stopped and pointed at the Hokage Rock, saying, "Look over there, the leftmost rock statue is Lord Hashirama Senju, the second one is Lord Tobirama Senju, and the third one..."

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Jiraiya's expression held a hint of nostalgia.

"The third is my teacher, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was also the Third Hokage of Konoha."

Goku looked at the Hokage Rock curiously and asked, "What about the fourth one?"

"The fourth one, the fourth one is Minato Namikaze, he is my disciple." Jiraiya sighed.

"As for the fifth one, that old woman is the current Fifth Hokage, Tsunade. Let me tell you, she has a very bad temper, so you'd better be careful when you see her in the future," Jiraiya said with a chuckle.

Is he short-tempered?

Wukong blinked.

Is Nami as irritable?

After recounting the history of Konoha, Jiraiya introduced Goku to the local customs and culture of Konoha, as well as the general situation of the ninja world.

Walking and stopping like this, the morning quickly passed.

Finally, the two finished their lunch at a barbecue restaurant run by the Akimichi clan, and then instead of strolling through the bustling streets, they headed towards a relatively quiet park.

"Goku, what is your world like? Can you tell me? I want to know how your world differs from ours." Jiraiya glanced at Goku out of the corner of his eye.

"My World? This..." Wukong scratched his head.

"What? Is it inconvenient to say?"

"No, it's not that. I just don't know how to put it." Wukong was a little troubled. This kind of broad descriptive question was still a bit beyond his scope.

"Let's put it another way: Do wars happen frequently in your world?" Jiraiya's eyes became serious.

"War? No, I've never heard of a war."

No war? Does that mean it's a perfectly peaceful world?

Jiraiya's heart stirred, and he became even more interested in Goku's world.