"Landful fairy."

"Oh, hmm?"

Ino sat on the sofa and thought about who the lustful sage was, and then suddenly recalled that there was only one person in Konoha who could call himself a sage, and her pupils suddenly dilated.

"Eh?"

"Do you think it's Master Jiraiya?"

"Yes." Naruto leaned against the kitchen door, staring at the pots in the kitchen from time to time, and said casually, "Apart from him, there is no other lecherous immortal in Konoha."

"That's Jiraiya-sama!" Ino's body straightened up, her eyes widened, her fingers clasped on the sofa, "One of the legendary Sannin."

"What's so strange about this? Haven't you seen the other Sannin before? You stay in the Hokage Building every day and you don't see anything rare or precious."

Ino's head was full of black lines. She turned around and saw that Naruto had already turned back to the kitchen to continue working.

"Of course it seems strange and ordinary to you, but after all, you are Hokage-sama." She sat on the sofa and stared at the drunken Kyuubi in a daze, and muttered.

"It's rare to see her once before going on a mission. All in all, after Tsunade-sama became Hokage, I haven't seen her a few times in total."

"Maybe you are the only one who thinks Tsunade-sama is nothing, but you can see Naruto wherever you want. What you think is too simple."

"I don't know, maybe it's because I walked closer." Naruto's voice came from the kitchen, "Anyway, you'll know when you see him. The lustful immortal is not that tall, he's about the same as ordinary people."

"Even though you said that, you must still be nervous." Ino clenched her hands and put them on her lap. She shook her head uneasily and then turned to look at the kitchen and asked.

"Would you like to prepare some gifts? Isn't today the New Year's Day?"

"I really forgot about this, and I haven't prepared it now, so forget it." Naruto said while stirring the soup, "Just bring something to eat, and he won't mind."

"Oh, suddenly I don't dare to go." Ino threw herself on the sofa, her face buried in the pillow began to get hot.

There was a bubbling sound coming from the kitchen. Naruto seemed to be chopping vegetables, and the sound of the knife chopping on the chopping board was rapid. The washed meat slices were coated with powder and slid into the hot oil, and the golden coat gradually became like cotton.

The package swells.

Halfway across the living room, his voice came out clearly mixed with the sound of hot oil.

"I won't force you to do this kind of thing, just because the lustful immortal is about to go on a mission. It will definitely be too late to celebrate the New Year Festival together, and I also remembered the time wrong."

"I have nothing to give him, so I might as well make him something to eat and bring him there. If I leave alone, it would be boring for you to stay here, so why not come together."

"Okay." Ino said dullly.

After a while, Ino got up from the sofa again and hurriedly walked into the bathroom. She turned on the light with a click and stood in front of the big mirror in the bathroom and looked at it again and again. Suddenly her whole face collapsed again.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" she complained.

"What?" Across the living room, the crackling sound in the kitchen was too loud, and Naruto didn't hear clearly what Ino said, "What pink shoulder strap?"

"Go to hell! Pervert!" Ino's frantic voice came from the bathroom.

"It's weird." Naruto stood in the kitchen, taking the fried tempura out of the pan, and turned to look out the window at the gray snowy scene outside.

It was not dark yet, the kitchen was warm and cozy, and footsteps could be heard from the other end of the living room. Naruto turned his head slightly and glanced, and saw Ino stopping at the door of the kitchen, nervously preparing to speak.

The ultimate romanticism on a winter night is nothing more than a warm and bright living room and a girl in a sweater who can't hide her worries. Wherever you go, all your worries are written on her face.

"Would it be too casual for me to dress like this? It would be inappropriate to meet Jiraiya-sama like this. It's so ugly!"

"How about I go home and change clothes?"

"What do you think looks good? But I don't seem to have any clothes that are too formal, they are all like this."

"Huh? Why are you so dumbfounded? Really, did you listen to me carefully?"

Naruto came to his senses, calmly lowered his head and turned off the fire. He touched the plate with one hand and said as if nothing happened.

“You can look good no matter what you wear, and you don’t need to dress up deliberately.”

"How can this be done!" Ino blushed, "How can you dress like this when meeting your elders? It's too impolite."

"Elder?" Naruto, who was about to pick up the soup, narrowed his eyes, "Do you mean the lustful immortal? That should be considered an elder, but it doesn't need to be so formal."

After meal.

"Hurry up!" Ino urged by the door with a food box in hand, her ears slightly red, "Hurry up and go out, the snow will fall even more later."

"It's okay, he can't run away. The lustful immortal is drinking in that tavern." Naruto slowly came out of the kitchen to wash dishes and wiped his hands clean.

"The style shop isn't too busy now, so he won't leave the pub so early."

Ino: "You don't need to explain things like that in detail, and why do you know so much about a style shop?"

"What are you thinking about?" Naruto put on his thick coat, lowered his head and picked up the scarf from the sofa, glanced at Ino and said, "I just know, I can't go to that kind of place."

"Who knows!" Ino turned her head.

Naruto didn't say anything, and handed the scarf to Ino, and then the two of them walked out slowly.

Ino was still dressed in the same clothes. After Naruto's strong persuasion, she did not waste time going home and changing clothes. She was wrapped in a light-colored coat and a pink sweater underneath.

The usually lively and buoyant temperament has gone, and now I have the air of a cold and aloof girl.

After going downstairs, the two of them walked on the snow-covered street. With a pop, Naruto opened a big black umbrella. It was like a black lotus suddenly grew out of the snow, which was unusually conspicuous.
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At this moment, her body was shaking slightly, but it was not entirely because of the cold weather. Thinking about what the man said at the kitchen door just now, she couldn't help but feel a little hot.

Now, it seems like I am meeting my parents.

Shaking his head, Ino tried his best to get rid of that idea. This was just a way to meet the legendary Sannin. Lord Jiraiya has always been very mysterious, so he just wanted to see the world.

There are not many opportunities like this, so stop thinking about it.

"It's so cold." Ino let out a breath of white air.

Fine snow fell on the black umbrella without making any sound. Naruto turned to look at Ino, tilted the umbrella towards her, then reached out and took the food box she was carrying naturally.

"It's a long way to go, let me carry it."

"Oh."

Outside the tavern, Ino paused outside the curtain. Naruto was about to go in when he noticed Ino's movements and immediately looked back at her and asked in confusion.

"Why did you stop?"

"I" Ino lowered her eyes, intertwined her fingers, and spoke a little awkwardly, "I'm a little nervous."

"There's nothing to be nervous about, he's just a lustful immortal." Naruto glanced at Ino, reached out and grabbed her hand, and took her directly inside.

"Eh?" Ino was caught off guard, and his body was carried into the tavern, and his surroundings suddenly became brighter.

"Lovable Immortal, how many dishes have you drunk like this?" Naruto placed the food box on the table.

"Why are you here?" Jiraiya raised his head from the table, the white wine cup was placed aside, and he smelled of alcohol.

"I misremembered the date. It's the New Year's Day. I'll give you some dishes." Naruto said calmly, while opening the food box, "Are you planning to drink at this place all night?"

"How is that possible? I'll be later." Jiraiya's drunken face showed a trace of a lewd smile.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw a pretty girl standing behind Naruto. He couldn't help but was slightly startled, and immediately swallowed back the words "style shop" that were in his throat.

"Who is she?" Jiraiya pointed at Ino and asked.

"Friend, you should have an impression of the daughter of the Yamanaka family."

Ino's face was red and her whole body was trembling. She didn't hear clearly what Naruto and Jiraiya were saying. It wasn't until Naruto pulled her that she suddenly raised her head.

"This is the lustful immortal." Naruto introduced to Ino, "call"

"Hello, Jiraiya-sama!" Ino bowed fiercely, looking cute and flustered, "My name is Ino Yamanaka."

"Hahaha!" Jiraiya was amused. He held the wine bottle in his palm and said, "She is the daughter of that brat from the Yamanaka family. Is your father in good health?"

"Very good, Jiraiya-sama." Ino said with a smile.

She immediately relaxed. She didn't expect that Jiraiya, one of the legendary three ninjas, was so easy to talk to. Fortunately, she was so nervous before entering that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Naruto looked at the boring chat between the two and couldn't help but rolled his eyes. The lustful immortal just wanted to say the words "style shop", right?

Good guy, in order to maintain his image, he swallowed it hard.

"I'm going to get some juice, so I can drink some with you." Naruto interrupted at the right time, "While these dishes are still cold, you can try some too."

"Okay." Jiraiya put down the bottle of wine enthusiastically, looked at Ino, and said, "Don't be so formal. Let's all sit down."

Naruto went to get juice, and Ino smiled and sat down nervously next to the chair.

"Are you living together?" Jiraiya suddenly asked as he picked up a chopstick of food.

"Ah!" Ino waved her hands quickly, "No! No! It's just that today is the New Year's Day, and my parents are busy going out, so I don't want to go."

“Then I didn’t want to look at the store, so I happened to go to his place!”

"Oh, it happens." Jiraiya nodded, "You have such a good relationship, it's really enviable."

"That kind of thing." Ino's face turned red and the tips of her ears were red as she stammered, "Actually, the relationship is not that good, we just meet occasionally."

"What's the relationship?" Naruto came back with a bottle of juice and asked casually.

"It's nothing!" Ino denied with a red face.
Chapter completed!