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At this moment, Aburame Shisei suddenly said, "We've only known each other for a short time, and we've only been to a hot spring together once. Yet you trust me so much that you brought me to your home. Aren't you afraid my identity is fake, or that you have ulterior motives?"

Hideyoshi didn't turn around, continuing to play with the child as he replied, "It doesn't matter. How could someone like you possibly be an ordinary merchant at first glance? But I, Hideyoshi, have an innately sharp intuition, and I could tell at a glance that you must be a very good person. My children all like you very much; children have pure hearts and are best able to distinguish between good and evil. Besides, you're so handsome, how could you possibly be a bad person!"

"As for your identity? As long as I, Hideyoshi, consider you my friend, then you are my friend."

"Besides, I, Hideyoshi, am a Jonin!" Hideyoshi, holding the naked child, struck a pose with confidence: "Don't underestimate the strength and perception of any Jonin."

Just as he had thought, the other party befriended him simply because of his demeanor and his naturally outgoing personality.

Aburame Shisei was speechless. As expected, he was another talented player.

A moment later, Hideyoshi finally finished changing the diaper, and stood up, covered in sweat, holding his son: "Done. It might still be a little loose, but it shouldn't leak anymore."

Hidan responded to his uncertainty with a loud cry.

"What's wrong now?"

"They must be hungry." Mieko came out of the kitchen carrying dishes, smiling as she took the food from her son. "You two should go change your clothes; how can you eat smelling like urine?"

Hideyoshi lowered his head and sniffed himself, then frowned: "It certainly smells good."

He looked at Yu Nu Zhicheng, scratched his head sheepishly, and said, "Um... why don't you change into my clothes first? We're about the same size, so they should fit."

Yu Nu Zhicheng glanced at the wet patch on his robe and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your trouble."

A moment later, the two changed their clothes and sat down again.

Mihoko had already laid out a table full of dishes: tender stewed meat chunks, seasonal vegetables, steaming miso soup, and a golden-brown fried fish.

"These are all home-style dishes, I don't know if they suit your taste," Mieko said gently, holding Hidan, who was full and sleepy.

"It's already very good." Aburame Shisei picked up his chopsticks.

Hideyoshi was already eating heartily, mumbling between bites, "Mmm, delicious! Home-cooked meals are the best! You have no idea, the rations we ate on missions were practically inedible..."

You Nu Zhicheng picked up a piece of stewed meat and put it in her mouth. The meat was tender and the broth was rich; it was indeed made with care.

He then looked at Hidan in Mieko's arms. The baby was already asleep, his small chest rising and falling, and a satisfied smile on his face.

Outside the window, petals from the old cherry tree drifted down in the wind; inside, the daily life of the family of three was warm and peaceful.

Aburame Shisei suddenly felt that perhaps this trip to the Land of Hot Water, even if he couldn't find any clues about the evil god cult, wouldn't be a wasted trip.

Because at that moment he saw something long lost, called ordinary happiness.

Hideyoshi's house was not large, with only two rooms. At night, Mieko would stay in the side room with her child, while she and Hideyoshi, two grown men, would stay in the master bedroom.

Fortunately, the bed was large and there were two blankets, but Aburame Shisei was still a little uncomfortable because it was the first time he had lived so close to someone else.

Hideyoshi, dressed in his pajamas, fidgeted with his fingers, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, and said, "Shiraki-kun, you must be very strong, at least much stronger than me."

"So, you could tell?"

Aburame Shisei asked calmly.

Hideyoshi turned to the side and said, "Nonsense, someone with your demeanor would make others think you're a reincarnated immortal. You're so dazzling that people around you would subconsciously avoid you, do you know that?"

"It's just that I'm shameless enough to follow you into the hot spring. But then again, you're much easier to approach than I thought. You seem so sacred and unapproachable, but you're surprisingly easy to get along with."

Aburame Shisei looked at him in a clear voice and said, "So what kind of feeling do I give you?"

Hideyoshi was slightly taken aback by his words. He remained silent for a moment before saying, "I can't explain it, but at least it's very comfortable."

"By the way, would you like to be my child's godfather?" Hideyoshi's mind worked up a strange way. He sat up and suddenly changed the subject.

"Let me tell you, my son is absolutely a genius among geniuses. You becoming his godfather will never be an option. In the future, he will definitely inherit your skills and carry on your abilities."

"So you're after the magic I possess?"

Hideyoshi suddenly paused, stroking his chin, and said, "You know what, now that you mention it, it really does seem to imply that."

Aburame Shicheng laughed again. He knew that the other party probably didn't mean it that way; it was just a casual remark.

Just as Hideyoshi lay back down, preparing for another deep talk before bed.

Yu Nu Zhicheng suddenly pointed at him and said, "Shh!"

"A few guests have arrived, but they seem to be here to see me."

Aburame Shisei made a hand seal and disappeared from the spot with a bang. Then the window opened and the wind rushed in from outside.

Hideyoshi looked up and saw that the person had appeared in the courtyard outside the window. A light blue sealing barrier had appeared outside their house, protecting the house and isolating it from both inside and outside sounds.

Hideyoshi quickly got up, picked up his weapon, the Three-Star Scythe, and in another room, Mieko, hearing the noise, asked, "What's wrong?"

Hideyoshi replied with a smile, "It's alright, you go to sleep first. Shiraki and I ate too much, we're going out to digest our food."

After saying that, he closed the door tightly and quickly jumped out of the window.

Outside the house, a gentle breeze swayed around Yu Nuzhicheng's body, carrying him slowly to the ground.

On the wall opposite him, a young man with long white hair was squatting.

This man had a mature appearance and piercing eyes; he was none other than Jiraiya, whom I had just passed by.

"Jiraiya, one of the legendary Sannin of Konoha, what business do you have with an unknown person like me? If there's nothing else, my friend and I need to rest."

"You're no nobody," Jiraiya said. "The agent of the Dragonfly Sanctuary, the former strategist of Kusagakure, and the chief strategist of the Three Kingdoms Alliance in the later period. The ninja who personally defeated Hyuga Tenjin and took his eyes."

Bai Mu, although you haven't shown your face for five years, the bounty on your head at the underground gold exchange is a whopping 8000 million taels!

"I don't believe someone as resourceful as you would come here just for fun. Shiraki, what exactly were your motives for instigating the Ninja World War?"