Honkai Impact 3rd: This is how Obito and Rin used it

So the smell in the room was unfamiliar to him.

"By the way, did you read the book I sent you last time?" Jiraiya asked, trying to make conversation. "How did you like it? If you have any thoughts, feel free to tell me. Readers' opinions are very important to me."

Shenyue Xingyun paused for a moment: "Uh... very good, it can only be described as perfect."

"The writing inside is simply... simply..."

He struggled to find the right adjective, while Jiraiya's eyes shone brightly, his expression one of anticipation: "Say it!" "Say it now!"

Shingetsu Nebula finally found an adjective: "It's simply the work of the Sage of Six Paths."

"Lord Jiraiya, you are truly a genius."

"Hehe, hehe..." Jiraiya chuckled and scratched his head: "Oh, no, no... I was just writing whatever came to mind."

"It's because you know how to appreciate it."

"Lord Jiraiya, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now?"

"I'll continue to admire it."

Jiraiya: "Go, go."

Judging from his expression, he was clearly still immersed in joy.

Shenyue Xingyun turned and left, her smile fading as she turned her back.

He read Jiraiya's "Make-Out Paradise".

general.

Very general.

The descriptions, especially the sizes and time units, are exaggerated, and the romance between the male and female leads is very 'idealized,' making it seem like it was written by a perverted guy who has never been in a relationship.

It might be okay for a naive young boy to read, and he might be able to accept the descriptions like "enormous," "reaching the heart," and "sweet strawberry flavor," but it's too childish for someone as mature as him.

After he left, Jiraiya wandered around the tent, sniffing the air, before suddenly focusing his gaze on the edge of the sand table.

The aroma is coming from here.

He frowned and stepped back, wondering why Maoyue Xiyang was keeping fish on the edge of the sand tray. He'd have to have someone clean it up later.

In the following days, there was still no movement on the northern front.

Occasionally, he would visit Jiraiya at the main camp, but Shingetsu Seiun didn't want to discuss things like 'creation' or 'art' with him. He would always find an excuse to go on patrol and then stroll back to his own tent to rest.

Jiraiya sent people out to gather intelligence, and after confirming that Kumogakure had indeed withdrawn its defenses without any further movement, he, having nothing else to do, began to focus his attention on Uzuki Yuhi.

Of course, he didn't intend to do anything, but with such a beautiful woman in the camp, he felt it wouldn't be in line with his Toad Sage style if he didn't take a second look.

But the other party still ignored him.

Like Shenyue Xingyun, he would clock in every day and then leave.

He couldn't go to the enemy's camp to look for them; that would be too embarrassing and a bit excessive. So he could only stare blankly at himself.

It rained heavily that day, and apart from the patrolling ninjas, most of the people in the camp were resting in their tents.

Extremely bored, Jiraiya could only pass the time by creating, but his inspiration dried up, and he was scratching his head, unable to put pen to paper.

After a while, an idea suddenly popped into my head—go find the Divine Moon Nebula!

As the second strongest ninja in the camp, and a young, handsome genius whose looks could rival his own, he felt that the other party could definitely give him inspiration. Perhaps he could even combine his own talent with the other party's good looks to create a new male protagonist.

He took an umbrella and walked out of the main tent. After a short while, he arrived outside the tent of Shenyue Xingyun.

He was about to knock on the door when he stopped.

The familiar chakra fluctuations.

It's a barrier spell again!

Chapter 229 Jiraiya: Love That Never Settles

Jiraiya stopped what he was doing, puzzled.

A barrier spell means that the caster does not want to be disturbed.

Most importantly, a series of information popped into his mind.

Last time at headquarters, the other party and Uzuki Yuhi were discussing the sand table. Casting a barrier spell could be explained by the reason of 'preventing eavesdropping'.

But now, with the rain pouring down, what is the enemy doing casting a barrier spell in their own tent?

Are you afraid of being woken up by the sound of rain while sleeping?

Or are they doing something shady?

The absurd idea of ​​'a spy' had barely surfaced when Jiraiya dismissed it.

Given Shenyue Xingyun's strength and value, it's impossible for her to be involved with spies.

But why would the other side set up a barrier in their own camp? Is there something they're hiding...? Wait a minute!

A glint flashed in Jiraiya's eyes.

The next second, a guess popped into his mind.

Could the other person be alone in their tent... reading their masterpiece? As for doing something else while reading, that's quite possible.

With that thought, Jiraiya suddenly understood.

heavy rain.

Barrier.

A quiet environment.

A lonely youth.

His guess couldn't be more fitting.

With an expression of understanding in his eyes, Jiraiya smiled and nodded, abandoning his plan to knock on the door, and turned to leave.

Well, it's a rare heavy rain, let's give the young people some space to be alone.

He held up his umbrella and walked back the way he came.

I walked very slowly, recalling past disappointments as I went.

He thought of himself many years ago, when he was a handsome young man who had just grown up, much like Shenyue Xingyun.

They seem to have unlimited energy every day.

Even on the battlefield, whenever he had a spare moment, he would find some joy in solitude.

As for the source of his happiness, it was none other than Tsunade, who might have just given him the cold shoulder or yelled at him not long ago, "You're so stupid! Do you even know how to fight?"

Recalling himself back then, Jiraiya smiled wistfully.

After walking a considerable distance, he suddenly opened his umbrella and turned around in the heavy rain.

Through the rain, the tent of the Divine Moon Nebula was faintly visible.

With a complex expression, he remarked, "Time really flies."

"Looking at today's young people, they're practically identical to me back then... What?!?"

Jiraiya, who was filled with emotion, suddenly widened his eyes!

The act of holding up an umbrella also froze in the heavy rain.

His gaze pierced through the heavy rain, landing on the entrance to Shenyue Xingyun's camp. Although his vision was somewhat blurred, it was quite clear: a figure was stepping out of the entrance!

Although the other person was carrying an umbrella, and although the other person quickly disappeared around the corner, Jiraiya was confident that he couldn't be mistaken—the person who walked out of the Shingetsu Seiun camp was none other than Uzuki Yuhi!

Jiraiya: "I *%￥#@￥~"

In the rain, the famous characters blended with the raindrops and shattered on the ground.

Jiraiya was completely dazed.

There was shock, there was surprise, and above all, heartache!

Damn it! He thought Shenyue Xingyun was all alone in his tent, but he never expected that... that he actually had an opponent!

He felt as if his heart had been struck a violent blow!

Why!

On what basis?!

Why is it that even though I was the one who met Uzuki Yuhi first, the other person entered Shingetsu Seiun's camp?

Why is it that I was alone many years ago, while today's young people don't have to work hard?

The immense injustice gripped Jiraiya's heart.

uncomfortable.

Staring intently at Shenyue Xingyun's tent, he wanted to go over and find out more, but he also knew that doing so would be going too far.

So, all I could do was feel anxious while secretly trying to comfort myself.

"Think positively, Jiraiya, think positively."

"Maybe the two of them were just talking in the tent... mmm..."

As he spoke, Jiraiya felt tears welling up in his eyes in the rain.

He's not stupid.

heavy rain.

Private tents.

The two familiar figures and the familiar barrier technique spoke volumes.

The flowers that I only dared to look at from afar, and that I would get stung by bees if I went closer, were picked by that brat, roots and all!

Back in the main tent, Jiraiya sat forlornly in a chair.

He comforted himself.

"It's alright, it's alright, I'll come naturally."