Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 70 Warm up two pots of sake and order a plate of tempura

"I heard from Kakashi that you took Naruto away because you heard that the Akatsuki organization was looking for the tailed beasts."

Jiraiya frowned upon hearing this and immediately asked, "Do you know the Akatsuki organization?"

In Jiraiya's view, Akatsuki has always been an extremely mysterious organization.

He was very surprised that Roger knew about their affairs.

"The Sandaime Hokage mentioned the Akatsuki organization to me."

Roger said without changing his expression.

As soon as these words were spoken, the coffin of the Third Hokage, who was far away under the memorial stone, was about to shake violently.

Roger continued, "Konoha has planted an undercover agent within the Akatsuki organization."

"Who?"

Jiraiya stared at Roger intently.

"Itachi Uchiha."

When Roger uttered this name, Jiraiya was stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the undercover agent was Uchiha Itachi.

"Isn't that the murderer who annihilated the Uchiha clan..."

Before Jiraiya could finish, Roger interrupted.

"His loyalty is questionable, but I've knocked him."

"From now on, you can try to contact him."

After saying that, Roger turned around and took out a stack of documents from the cabinet beside him. The documents were quite thick and it was obvious that there was a lot of content.

"This is Konoha's intelligence on the Akatsuki organization."

"Some were obtained from the Root, some were obtained from Itachi, and some were left by the Sandaime Hokage."

"Take it back and take a good look at it."

"The Akatsuki organization is a serious threat to the village and must not be taken lightly."

Roger said as he handed the document to Jiraiya.

Jiraiya looked at so much information and his pupils trembled again.

He had been pursuing confidential intelligence for so many years, and he could actually see boxes of it in the village office?

It turns out that he has been doing espionage for all these years, but he might as well be an archivist in the Hokage Building.

Then, without waiting for Jiraiya to take a closer look, Roger knocked on the table, indicating that he could leave.

The information Roger gave to Jiraiya was quite comprehensive.

He even put up things like the Akatsuki member roster.

Although some of the sources are indeed as he said.

However, the most critical and core information was written by Roger based on his memory of the original work.

That’s right, it’s Masashi Kishimoto’s top-secret manuscript.

In Roger's opinion, Akatsuki must be eliminated.

Only by completely eradicating this hidden danger can we fundamentally prevent the outbreak of the Fourth Ninja World War.

And to avoid a mysterious masked man who always calls late at night and asks if you want the Moon Eyes package.

When I set out to unify the ninja world in the future, I won’t have to worry about anyone making trouble behind my back.

what?
Will a war be waged to unify the ninja world?
That's different.

This is the war to unify the ninja world initiated by the righteous Fifth Hokage Roger!

Instead of the Fourth Shinobi World War started by the inherently evil Uchiha brat!

Jiraiya was free anyway.

Instead of looking for the Child of Prophecy, it would be better to let him find out the specific information about Akatsuki.

It was just a good preparation for him to wipe out the Akatsuki organization later.

As for whether Jiraiya will be killed by Pain in this process?
joke.

With the information he provided, Jiraiya has evolved into a T0 ninja.

Information Jiraiya!
Even the Six Paths of Pain were defeated by the intelligence Jiraiya had.

Even if I can't win, it's still easy to run away. ...

A few days later, in an izakaya in Konoha Village.

This place is different from other places. There is a large L-shaped counter on the street with sake prepared in the counter so that you can drink it warm at any time.

The ninjas who returned from their missions would disband in the evening and could buy a bowl of sake for four taels of money.

However, that was a few months ago, and now the price has risen to five taels of money per bowl.

It is said that the newly appointed Fifth Hokage has given allowances to all ninjas.

Even if you are a Genin, you can receive an extra labor fee every month.

Ordinary villagers also earned a lot more money.

Most of the people standing outside the counter drinking were Genin. They were not rich, but they just ordered a bowl of wine and chatted non-stop.

Only the senior ninjas wearing green vests could walk into the private rooms, order wine and food, and sit down to drink slowly.

Tsunade was the only one standing and drinking and was a jonin.

She was quite tall and well-proportioned, looking like a spring cherry wrapped around a plum branch.

The figure wrapped in the green coat always reminds people of the flowing water of Nanhe River - the shoulders are the steep arc of the embankment, the waistline suddenly narrows into a bridge arch, and there are some thrilling waves at the gaps in the corners of the clothes.

The drinkers always fell silent when she bent over to sell their wine.

The uncontainable fullness trembled and pressed against the counter, causing three ripples to appear in the coarse earthenware wine bowl.

Because Tsunade often loses in gambling but enjoys it, people gave her a nickname, Casino Ghost.

As soon as Tsunade arrived at the store, all the people drinking looked at her and smiled.

Some shouted, "Tsunade-sama, it's been posted that you owe the village money!"

She didn't answer, but said to the clerk at the counter, "Warm up two pots of sake and order a plate of tempura."

After saying that, Tsunade carefully arranged nine large bills on the counter.

The drinkers deliberately shouted loudly: "You must owe someone money again!"

Tsunade opened her eyes wide and said, "How can you slander someone's innocence like this..."

"What do you mean by innocent? I saw you being pulled by the ears and scolded by Shizune the day before yesterday."

Tsunade's face flushed red, veins popping out on her forehead as she argued, "An imposed debt cannot be considered an obligation..."

"Can ninja matters... be considered as debts?"

What followed were a series of difficult to understand words, such as "It's just bad luck", "I will definitely make up for it next time", and "Roger owes me 35 million taels".

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere inside and outside the store was filled with joy.

From what people said behind her back, it turned out that Tsunade was also from a prominent family, but she was not good at managing money and was addicted to gambling.

As a result, they became poorer and poorer, and were almost begging for food.

Fortunately, he was good at medical ninjutsu, so he treated people's injuries in exchange for a bowl of wine.

Tsunade drank half a bowl of wine, and her flushed face gradually returned to normal. Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside the door as loud as heavy rain.

Two police ninjas armed with swords rushed in. The red and white regimental emblems on their sleeves were stained bloody by the sun, but they drooped their eyelids the moment Tsunade turned her head.

Her face was originally extremely bright, but now the corners of her eyes were dyed red, which was even more ostentatious than the big red lanterns hanging on the eaves in front of the house.

The older ninja unsheathed his sword and placed it beside the counter. He said with a bitter face, "Tsunade-sama, why did you sneak out to drink again?"

Tsunade didn't answer, but just tilted her head back and drank the remaining wine.

The amber wine flowed down his chin into the slit of his collar.

The neck was startlingly white, like the first snow falling on a plum branch, but the wine had stained it like a winding stream, flowing straight into the darker folds of the clothes.

The young ninja hurriedly turned his head away, and the bell on the handle of his sword jingled.

"There's not much sake to drink in prison."

Tsunade smiled as she flicked her fingers on the empty bowl.

The rim of the coarse earthenware bowl was still stained with lipstick, a bright red dot that was ten times more vivid than the paper flowers on the accounting counter.

"The boss is on credit."

(End of this chapter)