Asuka took off Shimoto's pants and just wanted to get an injection. She was a little heavy when she started.

A white-haired uncle suddenly appeared at the window, covered in alcohol, looking drunk, but his eyes were extremely clear.

Sitting on the window and seeing Asuka, he quickly spitted a little saliva in his palms, tidied his hair hard, and put on a look he thought was very handsome.

It just adds a bit of lewdness!

He took out a book from his arms, held it in his hand, whistled, and smiled:

"Asukka, are you here too?"

The girl turned her head, her pretty face turned red, and she snorted coldly, and said with a stiff attitude:

"Sir Jiraiya, why are you here?"

Jiraiya was confused...Aren't I handsome today?

Makoto Kinoshita lay on the bed, stretched out his hand kindly, and pointed to the book in his hand.

Jiraiya looked down and slapped his head suddenly.

The cover is a female ninja color print wearing a "cool" dress, and the title of the book is - "Young Shinin Abin"

Damn! I got the wrong book!

He coughed awkwardly, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Asukka, how are you doing the examination?"

"The injuries on this child are not too serious, but they are very dense." Asuka frowned and asked:

"And what is the surgery for this abdomen?"

She looked at the boy and felt a little distressed.

Jiraiya's mouth twitched. How long has he been staying for him?

When he was injured, why did the young lady be so irritable?!

"You don't have to worry about the surgery, just treat the injury as soon as possible."

Jiraiya said vaguely: "By the way, you can leave first, I have something to say to this child."

Asuka glanced at the cover again, her face became a little hot, and she thought to herself that she was so inappropriate, no wonder she was at this age... she was still a bachelor.

She rolled her eyes, carefully covered Makoto Kinoshita before turning around and running away.

Jiraiya was not bothered, but just looked at Makoto Kinoshita.

After looking up and down the young man, he seemed to want to save some face for himself, and said with a forced smile:

"Although this daughter Asuka is beautiful, she has a bad temper.

This book was actually given to me by Orochimaru.

I am a serious person and never read such books... He is really...hahaha... I'm not careful in making friends!"

"Yes, right? You can live here with peace of mind for the time being." Jiraiya said seriously:

"Only after that technique is unlocked, you can perform the mission."

Makoto Kinish nodded and looked up and asked, "Where is Lord Orochimaru?"

"He has returned to the village." Jiraiya wrapped her hands around her chest and smiled:

"Nothing left behind for you.

But if you have anything, you can come to me, whether it is training, life, or... chasing girls."

He winked and said, "I have a lot of experience in this."

Have any experience in getting beaten?

Makoto Kinoshita complained in his heart, and looked at Jiraiya.

He is indeed more easy-going than Orochimaru.

Jiraiya asked a few more casually, glanced at Kakashi, restrained his jokes, and asked:

"Kakashi, how do you feel now?"

"I'm fine." Kakashi's voice was cold.

"The Sharingan consumes chakra every moment, why not seal it, right?" Jiraiya hesitated and suggested:

"You are young now and it will put a lot of burden on the body."

Kakashi graduated from Ninja School at the age of five, Zhongnin at the age of six, and became the youngest Shangnin at the age of twelve.

There may be war, which has led to a lot of decline in standards, but his strength is not weak and he is a real genius.

No moisture at all!

But with the Sharingan, Kakashi's strength decreased slightly in a short period of time.

The key is that the Sharingan cannot be closed and consumes chakra at any time, which puts a great burden on the body.

The vision dynamics have been improved, but the body battery life has been reduced.

It’s like a mobile phone, no matter how good the performance is, it can only be turned on for three minutes at a time... the shortcomings are too prominent.

The boy looked stubborn, frowned in habit, pursed his lips and said:

"No, this is the only gift Obito... left to me!"

Jiraiya sighed.

"What do you say about the Uchiha family?" Kakashi asked.

He is not a fool either, he has a keen awareness.

The Uchiha family will not let the Sharingan flow out, even if Obito promises to him.

Jiraiya had a headache. He rubbed his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"This is not something you should care about, just stay here, and leave it to the third generation of Naruto to solve it."

"I will try my best to protect this eye. This is the only gift Obito left to me!" Kakashi said resolutely.

Jiraiya, who has always shown her face as a silly man, sighed softly and advised:

“Kakashi, don’t do stupid things either.

Where is the dead thing more important than life? Even without the Sharingan, you must live well."

The boy remained silent.

Makoto Kinoshita was standing aside with his ears pricked up and listened to the conversation between the two.

Kakashi has transplanted the Sharingan... Then the Shenwubi Bridge is over.

It seems that Obito has fallen into Madara's hands.

Jiraiya opened the sub-health books, but just glanced at a few lines of description, smacked his lips, and felt endless aftertaste.

He raised his head again, moved his eyes away from the words of tigers and wolfs, looked at Makoto Kinoshita, and smiled:

"By the way, you two live in the same ward. You can communicate more with each other while you have nothing to do."

Jiraiya grinned:

"If you don't say anything to others every day, your heart will become darker day by day.

Talk to others, even if it’s just a little chat, can make you feel the connection with the world and recall the fun of living.

Humans are such animals!”

Looking at Kakashi who was indifferent, Jiraiya said in a deep voice:

"This is the order, did you hear it? Kakashi! You are about to become new... teammates.

I will be able to join the seventh class.”

Makoto Kinoshita was stunned.

...

...

Jiraiya left soon.

It is said that there is a business operation, but it is more like reading a book and is a little irritated and wants to find a place where no one is standing and playing singles.

Asuka is here again, this time I am applying medicine to Kinoshita Makoto.

It was just that the application took a long time and told him to continue to come tonight.

After she left, Makoto Kinoshita lay on the bed, looking desperate, as if she was insulted.

He was not thinking about Asuka, but this fucking world.

Luck is an illusory word.

Some people are sons of the plane, some are full of luck, and others are unfavorable.

Makoto Kinoshita belongs to the latter. Since he has traveled through time, he has been plagued by bad luck and has a miserable life. He is highly targeted by the plane!
To be continued...