Hokage: Immortal, I Open Unlimited Eight Gates

The door opened, and Jiraiya appeared at the door, holding his hair.

When he saw that it was Chiba, he asked, "Kid, it's you. What do you want from me?"

Upon hearing this, Chiba first took out Jiraiya's manuscript from his arms and handed it to him. "I'm returning the manuscript to you as agreed," he said.

Jiraiya took the manuscript and, with a smug smile, said, "Hey, kid, my writing is pretty good. Come on, tell me what you think after reading it."

Jiraiya was already prepared for praise, and he couldn't help but feel happy inside.

But what Chiba said next left him dumbfounded.

"Well, it's just average. Not interesting."

"Huh?" Jiraiya looked stunned.

"You say my book is average? Kid, do you even understand what art is? I'm a masterpiece of many predecessors, and you call it average?"

Chiba curled his lips. "It's really average. Let's not talk about the plot first. Let's talk about the selling points of your book. The climax plot is written very briefly, and many places are omitted, like the characters' expressions and inner states."

After saying that, Chiba spread his hands.

"…"

Jiraiya acknowledged Chiba's statement, but he had never fought in person, so how could he know what the characters' expressions and inner states were like?

Then it hit him—he didn't know these things as an adult. How did Chiba, a kid, know this?

Could it be...?

Jiraiya looked at the boy with a mischievous smile. "Hey, kid, you haven't experienced it yourself, have you?"

Uchiha Chiba's eyes widened, and he pretended to be angry. "Hey, hey, hey, Master Jiraiya, how old am I? Please don't make false accusations against me. I'm very clean, okay?"

Although Xiao Chiba had reached the age of 18 due to 'overgrowth,' he hadn't yet been exposed to the 'world.'

Moreover, what he liked were mature and beautiful women, like Sister Da Lei, not small, flat girls. As for going to a custom shop, it was even more impossible—he had mysophobia, okay?

Jiraiya looked unbelieving. "Kid, how old are you this year?"

"10 years old, and I'm not called 'kid.' I also have a name, okay? Uchiha Chiba. Please remember it."

To be honest, Uchiha Chiba really didn't like being called a kid. It was obvious that both his height and little Chiba were far ahead of his peers.

"Are you Uchiha Chiba?" Jiraiya looked at the boy in surprise.

Um?

The young man was a little confused. Isn't it just the same name? What's so strange?

Jiraiya didn't care about the boy's confusion. He continued, "So, the disciple Orochimaru wants to accept is you?"

The young man was even more confused. He had only found out that Orochimaru wanted to accept him as a disciple when he went to Orochimaru's house today. How did Jiraiya know?

"How did Jiraiya-sama know about this?"

Knowing that the person in front of him was Uchiha Chiba, not to mention that he was Tsunade's godbrother and was likely to become Orochimaru's disciple, Jiraiya already regarded him as one of his own. He then said proudly, "Hey, don't call me 'sir,' just call me Brother Jiraiya."

"I only found out about this yesterday. Yesterday, Orochimaru asked the old man to assign you to Orochimaru's team after you graduate, and the old man also agreed."

Then Jiraiya realized that from what the boy said, he already knew about this. Could it be that Orochimaru had already told him?

He asked again, "Has Orochimaru told you?"

After hearing Jiraiya's explanation, Chiba learned that Sarutobi Hiruzen knew about this matter. But why didn't he object?

Uchiha Chiba was curious. After all, he was Uchiha, not from another family or a civilian ninja.

But then he remembered that Hiruzen Sarutobi mentioned the Uchiha clan when he invited him to join Anbu, so the boy felt reassured.

Chiba nodded. "Well, before coming here, Nawaki and I went to Orochimaru-sama's house first. He brought up the idea of taking me on as his disciple and said that I should think about it first, then tell him once I've made up my mind."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. It seems Orochimaru is very optimistic about you. I remember that last year, a young ninja named Moonlight wanted Orochimaru to take his child on as a disciple."

"Guess what? Orochimaru ignored him and sent him back directly. Looking at you now, Orochimaru didn't even give you time to think."

"Well, I'll call you Chiba too. Chiba, what do you think about this matter? Do you agree or reject?"

"I'm still thinking about it. I need to go back and ask my mother for her opinion." Faced with Jiraiya's inquiry, Chiba still used Tai Chi.

"That's right. You really need to ask your family for their opinion," Jiraiya agreed with the boy's answer.

"Well, by the way, Brother Jiraiya, since the manuscript has been returned to you, I'll be going back now." Glancing at the wall clock in Jiraiya's house, it was almost noon, and Chiba felt that it was time to leave.

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Seeing that the boy was about to leave, Jiraiya hurriedly grabbed Chiba's arm. "Hey, Chiba, wait a minute! Don't leave in a hurry. I still have something to ask you."

The boy, who was being pulled back, looked a little helpless. "Brother Jiraiya, it's almost noon. I should go back and eat."

Seeing this, Jiraiya said with a flattering smile, "That's easy. I'll treat you to dinner. But Chiba, can you give me some advice about my novel?"

Ah, now Uchiha Chiba understood why Jiraiya invited him to dinner—he was waiting for him to review the manuscript.

After thinking for a while, he nodded in agreement. Of course, he wasn't trying to blackmail Jiraiya, but for the sake of spreading art. Yes, that was it—art.

Seeing that the young man agreed, Jiraiya was very happy. "Chiba, wait for me for a while. I'll change clothes, and then we'll go eat."

After saying that, Jiraiya ran back into the house without even closing the door.

A few minutes later, Jiraiya changed his clothes and walked out of the house. "Come on, Chiba. Let's go to dinner. By the way, what do you want to eat?"

Uchiha Chiba pretended to think, then said hesitantly, "How about barbecue?"

Hearing this, Jiraiya waved his hand. "No problem."

Seeing that Jiraiya still didn't know about his 'conspiracy,' the young man secretly rejoiced.

At the restaurant.

Jiraiya looked at the plate on the table, already piled high, and couldn't help but cover his heart with his hands.

'This guy must eat too much. He simply calculated in his mind that he would have to spend at least 30,000 taels for this meal.'

This was just the empty plates on the table, and he didn't know yet whether Chiba would order more.

He couldn't help but wonder if Uchiha had been cheated by her or if Akamichi had done it.

Ten minutes later, Uchiha Chiba patted his belly with satisfaction after putting the last piece of barbecue into his mouth.

Full.