Narration system starting from Konoha

"I didn't, the narrator is talking nonsense."

The door was pushed open, and the smell of alcohol filled the room.

"Huh? You went out and came back with more people, but you're free now."

Jiraiya still remembered the embarrassment of last time; how could the mighty Sannin of Konoha be inferior to a twelve-year-old child in terms of magnanimity? It was truly shameful.

"Haha, the narrator revealed it. I'm so sorry, Kong. I misunderstood you last time."

Jiraiya's candid expression is befitting of his title as the hero Jiraiya.

Kong, with an air of humility, as if he were a morally upright gentleman, said:

"It's nothing. Ninjutsu is every ninja's secret, and I understand Jiraiya-senpai's thoughts."

[Understand my foot! Jiraiya has already labeled Uchiha Sora as stingy in his heart.]

[The Rasengan, a ninjutsu that requires no hand seals, is no secret thanks to the narrator's explanation; Uchiha Sora already knows how to train it.]

Sora smiled sheepishly and said, "Please forgive me, Jiraiya-senpai. Narrators like to talk nonsense. Although I know how to train the Rasengan, I have never thought about training it."

Every ninja has their own fighting style, and the Rasengan isn't suitable for me right now.

Jiraiya nodded and said, "Having a narrator is indeed troublesome. I'm afraid that all the training methods and secrets of ninjutsu will become commonplace as the narrator reveals them."

"The ninja world will likely become even more chaotic in the future, with even ordinary civilians without power able to refine chakra and practice ninjutsu through narration."

Jiraiya could imagine how decadent the ninja world would become in the future.

“Isn’t this a good thing?” Sora said. “In the past, ordinary people were just lambs to the slaughter when facing ninjas and bandits. Now they will slowly gain the power to resist.”

When the narrator spreads the methods of chakra cultivation and ninjutsu throughout the ninja world, everyone has the potential to become a strong person and the opportunity to determine their own destiny, instead of passively waiting to die.

Jiraiya had nothing to say. From the perspective of ordinary people, it was indeed not bad, at least they had the opportunity to choose. However, from the perspective of Konoha and the other major ninja villages, this situation was terrible.

When everyone starts refining chakra, training in ninjutsu, and becoming ninjas, the value of a ninja village will decrease significantly. Even the daimyo could form their own ninja army, making it completely unnecessary to maintain a ninja village that is out of their control.

"Jiraiya-senpai's analysis is correct, but it will probably be ten or twenty years, or even longer, before that day arrives."

There are two main reasons for my visit. One is that Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Hoshigaki are looking for Naruto and are targeting the Nine-Tails.

Sasuke chased after Itachi Uchiha, and I was worried he might do something foolish, so I met up with you ahead of time to bring Sasuke back.

"What a troublesome pair, neither of them is easy to deal with. But I am Jiraiya, the Toad Sage, and I won't let them take Naruto away."

[The Akatsuki's operation this time was merely a test, a probe of the forces surrounding Naruto. The actual capture of the Tailed Beasts would have to wait several years.]

Jiraiya's calm expression betrayed disbelief, as if he were reminiscing about some past events. He slowly walked to the window of the room and looked outside.

Jiraiya thought of his three disciples from years ago, who had reportedly formed an organization called Akatsuki.

Jiraiya's guess was correct; it is indeed the same organization, but the members of Akatsuki have changed several times over.

The Akatsuki organization now boasts a large number of powerful ninjas who serve as mercenaries in the wars between various small countries in the ninja world.

"Senior, don't overthink it. It won't be long before all the secrets of the Akatsuki will be exposed by the narrator."

"That's right. I didn't expect that a fifty-year-old man would be less insightful than a teenager."

This is a difference in intelligence, not age. Sometimes the difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs.

"bang"

Jiraiya's fist slammed into Sora's head in an instant, saying, "You brat dared to mock me as a dog, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."

Kong Wuyu said, "Senior, this is the narrator's own statement, not my own thoughts."

[Sora somewhat understands why Jiraiya liked to teach Naruto; both of them are single-minded, have limited intelligence, and yet think they are very smart.]

"Boom."

As soon as the narrator finished speaking, Jiraiya's fist came down again.

Jiraiya always considered himself the Toad Sage, but he never expected to be called stupid by a child. He thinks he's so clever, but even if it's true, he shouldn't say things like that. He doesn't know how to give his senior any face.

Speechless, this damn system is actually trying to sow discord.

"Senior, that's obviously narration nonsense. I've grown up hearing your name since I was a child. I admire you so much, how could I secretly curse you in my heart?"

[Uchiha Sora is two-faced; in his heart, he's already cursing Jiraiya to the core.]

[A fifty-year-old man who is still unmarried and frequents brothels to find prostitutes; who knows when he might contract a sexually transmitted disease, which would be shameful.]

[Naruto has become a little pervert after only a few days of following Jiraiya-senpai; like father, like son.]

"Boom."

This time, the punch was even heavier than the previous two, leaving Uchiha Sora speechless.

He could tell that the bastard system wasn't going to let him off the hook today and wanted to fleece him mercilessly; it was really treating him like a leek to be harvested.

Chapter 98 Sasuke Arrives

The night was silent, and two figures moved slowly forward in the dark forest.

Itachi Uchiha's face remained expressionless, his Sharingan constantly scanning his surroundings for any possible clues.

"Mr. Itachi, do you have any clues about the Nine-Tailed Demon?"

"Judging from the direction of the operation, we've headed to Tanabata Street. Let's rest for the night and move out tomorrow morning."

Kisame nodded in agreement. The two of them would act primarily according to Itachi Uchiha's will. Kisame was suited to be a good tool and was willing to be one.

As the sun gradually rises, the quiet streets return to their usual hustle and bustle.

"Let's go, have breakfast first, then check out and get going." Jiraiya stretched.

"Ku, are you coming with us or returning to Konoha?"

[Being empty-handed only makes people angry, it's better to leave sooner rather than later. Jiraiya doesn't want to have some brat nagging him after he's had his fun.]

Jiraiya chuckled awkwardly, "Don't listen to the narrator's nonsense. Actually, I hope you stay and keep Naruto company. It's much better for the two of you to train together and improve together than for him to train alone."

Humans, you have a flaw called insincerity, and a habit called subconsciously shifting blame.

Uchiha Sora's face was serious, his muscles aching from the tension, afraid he might suddenly burst out laughing, and even the narrator wouldn't be able to bear it.

The room remained silent for more than ten seconds before Uchiha Sora spoke;

"Kakashi-senpai told me to come and go as soon as possible, saying he would take me to train. However, Jiraiya-senpai sincerely asked me to stay, so I couldn't let Naruto train alone."

I'll stay here with you all; it'll keep you company."

[Uchiha Sora is talking nonsense. Kakashi is just hoping he can cause more trouble for Jiraiya and stop him from coming back to Konoha to annoy him. Sora is blatantly taking revenge on Jiraiya for his insincerity.]

Sora quickly said, "Senior Jiraiya, don't listen to the narrator's nonsense. In Konoha, I've always been known as the Uchiha Honest Prince Sora. How could I lie?"

The narrator only tries to sow discord; Jiraiya-senpai was known as one of the Legendary Sannin, the Toad Sage, so he should be able to see my honesty.

"Haha, you're right. You can't trust the narrator's words. As a senior from Konoha, I would definitely trust a junior from my own village more than a narrator of unknown origin."

[What a joke! Jiraiya never expected the usually honest Kakashi to be so cunning. This guy, Ku, is nothing like the Uchiha clan. He's treacherous, cunning, insincere, and full of nonsense.]

Naruto was amazed; watching Sora and the perverted sage talk was more exciting than watching ninjas fight.

“Let’s go have breakfast,” Jiraiya said.

Jiraiya planned to find a way to get rid of Sora after dinner, not wanting him to ruin his important conversation with the girl.

Just as Jiraiya was about to speak, Sora quickly said, "Don't worry, Jiraiya-senpai, I won't listen to the narrator's nonsense. No matter what the narrator says, I won't leave."

I will stay with you all this time, until the operation is over.

Jiraiya was frustrated.

He secretly rejoiced, finding pleasure in the suffering of others.

Jiraiya glared at Sora through gritted teeth, but Sora immediately put on a righteous face, his eyes full of sincerity. No one would believe that he was a person who harmed others without benefiting himself.

If he were to act in movies, he would definitely be an award-winning actor.

As soon as he stepped out of the hotel, Jiraiya's eyes widened instantly.

A scantily clad, pretty middle-aged woman walked past the hotel, striking alluring poses.

A stream of blood flowed down Jiraiya's nose.

"I didn't expect to see such a hot woman in Tanzaku Street. You two go have dinner, and then you can cultivate at the hotel. We'll stay another day."

Jiraiya, with a lovesick expression, chased after him and soon disappeared from sight.

[Oh no, Naruto felt ashamed to face the Sky. The Perverted Sage was incredibly disgraceful.]

Sora said seriously, "Naruto, you can't follow Jiraiya's example."

"Of course, I would never go looking for any fallen women."

Naruto has learned to lie and tell blatant lies, but he has the desire but not the courage.

Sora was too lazy to continue lecturing. He knew Naruto's fate, and the experiences of the next few years left him no time to be as dissolute as Jiraiya.

The bonds he forms will constantly urge him to keep moving forward.

This is also the difference between Naruto and Jiraiya; when faced with the defection of their comrades, Naruto was more persistent than Jiraiya.

The two sampled various snacks on Tanabata Street before returning to their hotel.

Kong then placed smoke bombs in various corners of the corridor and set up detonation spells.

The cramped space of the hotel was perfect for his smoke bombs to work.

If Itachi and Kisame dare to come looking for us, we'll make them taste the power of the poison gas bomb.

Smoke bombs were also placed in the inner and outer corners of the room.

"Kong, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, just in case. If some fool comes looking for us, the smoke bomb can be our trump card."

You should have experienced the power of poison gas.

Naruto looked at the small black ball in the corner and shuddered. He would never forget the stench and never wanted to experience it again.

Naruto closed his eyes to cultivate, and soon the room was filled with shadow clones. He was refining the Nine-Tails' chakra.