Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand

On the bustling street, Jiraiya walked forward with a lecherous grin, occasionally reaching for the ninja tool pouch at his lower back. Feeling the two Sealed Item Scrolls inside filled him with reassurance and anticipation, and his steps grew lighter. He could hardly wait to rush home and properly savor them.

"Huh! Tsunade's chakra!"

His steps suddenly halted. Jiraiya sensed a familiar chakra signature and looked up to see a hot spring bathhouse—the only bathhouse in all of Konoha with a natural hot spring, and an extremely popular one.

"Hehehe..."

The lecherous grin on his face grew even wider. Jiraiya looked around, concealed his chakra presence, and hurried toward the hot spring bathhouse ahead.

A while later, Jiraiya, with only a bath towel wrapped around his waist, arrived at one of the hot spring pools. After sneakily looking around and making sure no one was there, he took out his tools of the trade and carefully got to work on the wooden partition beside him. Before long, he drilled a small hole through it.

"Huh? Why is Tsunade only showing her shoulders? What about below?"

Having found that familiar beautiful figure, Jiraiya grew anxious.

Tsunade had submerged her entire body beneath the water, revealing only a tiny bit of her shoulders and above. There was truly nothing worth looking at!

Left with no choice, Jiraiya changed angles and began watching the other beauties in the opposite hot spring pool. The regret in his heart was immediately eased quite a bit.

"Mm! That red-haired girl has a nice figure. She's beyond my grasp. That black-haired one isn't bad either, though controlling her with one hand would probably be difficult..."

The smile on his face grew increasingly obscene. Jiraiya's hands unconsciously made several bizarre motions, and he was practically drooling.

"They really are quite good. That red-haired young lady is D-Rank, while the black-haired one is C-Rank..."

Suddenly, a somewhat childish voice sounded from beside him. Jiraiya instinctively jolted in fright, nearly sucking himself into his stomach.

When he turned and saw that it was someone he knew, he finally relaxed.

"You brat know this line of work too?"

Looking at Shimura Kentei beside him, who had likewise drilled a hole in the wooden partition to admire the scenery, Jiraiya could not help but once again wonder whether this kid was really the offspring of that Shadow of Shinobi.

The difference between them was simply too great!

"Just a little! Just a little!"

Shimura Kentei answered modestly, indicating that he only knew a tiny little bit. After all, he had not watched all those artistic and action films from the island nation in his previous life for nothing. He had already attained the supreme realm of censored before his eyes, uncensored in his heart.

That appearance made Jiraiya feel a deep sense of kinship. Their eyes met, and he knew this was a fellow traveler. He then asked curiously, "What did those C-Rank and D-Rank things you mentioned just now mean?"

At the mention of this, Shimura Kentei proudly shared his insights with this fellow enthusiast beside him.

"This is a standard I came up with to measure young ladies' bosoms. Subtract the underbust from the bust, and you get a difference. Starting at 7.5 centimeters, every 2.5 centimeters is one standard interval. From low to high, there are ten ranks: AA-Rank, A-Rank, B-Rank, C-Rank, D-Rank, E-Rank, F-Rank, G-Rank, H-Rank, and I-Rank."

Jiraiya's eyes gleamed as he listened, before he thought of a very strange question.

"What if it's below 7.5 centimeters?"

"(→_→)!"

Looking speechlessly at this fellow who seemed prematurely aged, Shimura Kentei felt that he might be some joke sent by a monkey. Still, considering his status as a useful tool, he patiently gave an answer.

"Anything below that standard is pure chest muscle!"

That answer left Jiraiya deeply embarrassed. He had forgotten about that.

Not dwelling on that bizarre question, Shimura Kentei continued with the air of a seasoned expert, "According to my investigation, the average bosom size of young ladies in the Land of Fire is C-Rank. The Land of Wind is the worst, averaging A-Rank. The young ladies of the Land of Earth are a little better, averaging B-Rank. The Land of Water is better still, at D-Rank. The young ladies of the Land of Lightning are the most formidable, averaging E-Rank!"

"That does seem right!"

Recalling the female shinobi he had encountered from the Four Great Shinobi Villages, Jiraiya nodded in strong agreement. At the same time, he felt even closer to this young companion beside him, even experiencing the feeling that they should have met much sooner.

"Then Tsunade must be at the highest rank, I-Rank?"

The smile on Jiraiya's face grew even more obscene. He had absolute confidence in his teammate Tsunade. She possessed the most magnificent bosom of any female shinobi he had ever seen in his life.

Naturally, the round older sisters of the Akimichi Clan were excluded.

However, Shimura Kentei solemnly shook his head slightly at Jiraiya's judgment and rejected it. "No. Senior Tsunade should be the foremost of the Seven Deadly Weapons, known as nature's gift: the perfect circle. With sufficient supporting structure, they can ignore the effects of gravity. She should have reached the exceedingly rare J-Rank, worthy of being called the fiercest person in the shinobi world!"

Shimura Kentei had great confidence in his eyesight. It was a passive skill left over from his previous life, and he could never be wrong. Her difference should be thirty-three centimeters.

Moreover, judging by her age, she should still have room to grow. In the future, she might even become one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits and reach the complete number of the heavens.

"Seven Deadly Weapons? What's that?"

Jiraiya humbly asked for guidance. He was an exemplary young man who was never ashamed to ask questions. Whenever he encountered something he did not understand, he asked, and he did not care that this young companion before him was younger than him.

In this regard, he greatly agreed with something Master Yunzhongniao had written in a novel—there was no distinction of age in learning; those who had attained mastery came first!

"I'm also quite curious. What exactly are these Seven Deadly Weapons?"

At that moment, a cool voice came from behind them, causing both their bodies to stiffen. Cold sweat even emerged in the warm hot spring pool.

Turning around, Shimura Kentei found that it was indeed Tsunade.

At that moment, Tsunade was fully dressed and squatting atop the hot spring water using a water-treading technique. Cold light flickered in her beautiful eyes, and the killing intent radiating from her seemed to lower the temperature of the warm pool by more than ten degrees.

"Tsunade, what a coincidence!"

Jiraiya stiffly turned around and forced out a smile in greeting, while inconspicuously blocking the little hole he had drilled.

Unfortunately, the response he received was a fair, jade-like pink fist brimming with savage power.

Bang!

The pink fist, carrying overwhelming force, smashed into Jiraiya's chest. Shimura Kentei's trained dynamic vision even allowed him to clearly see Jiraiya's entire chest cave inward, and he heard a series of cracking bones.

That delicate little fist had sunk entirely into his chest. The two of them had intimate contact at negative distance, though unfortunately, the roles of attacker and defender were wrong.

With a dull impact, Jiraiya's entire body shot away, smashing a human-shaped hole through the wooden partition. The young ladies bathing on the other side stared blankly for a long while, unable to react.

"Senior Tsunade, you came at just the right time! Senior Jiraiya just lured and forced me into this!"

Shimura Kentei wore an aggrieved, innocent expression as he shamelessly shifted all the blame onto Jiraiya.

That guy had already been sent flying. With that much force, he was definitely concussed and would not wake up anytime soon. Wouldn't it be whatever Shimura Kentei said it was?

Unfortunately, Tsunade was not someone so easily fooled!

Thud!

"Kid, you have two choices now. Pick either your right cheek or your left cheek!"

Tsunade grabbed Shimura Kentei, pinned him against the partition, and waved her fair hand, demonstrating her generosity.

She was definitely going to give this little pervert a beating today and teach him a lesson. The only difference was whether she hit his left cheek or his right cheek.

"Do I have to choose?"

Seeing that there was no peaceful resolution, Shimura Kentei sighed. He knew it was time to use his strongest move.

"Choose quickly, or I'll choose for you!"

Showing no intention of backing down, Tsunade's beautiful eyes swept back and forth over the little brat's cheeks.

It had to be said that this kid was indeed very handsome. Though still somewhat immature, he gave off a distinctly masculine charm.

Especially since he was quite tall. Although he was only twelve, he was even a little taller than her, definitely around 1.7 meters.

Who knew what he had grown up eating.

"If that's the case, then don't blame me."

"Thirty-Six Moves, Hundred-Percent Accurate Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand!"

His expression turned solemn as Shimura Kentei decisively unleashed his ultimate move. Curling his fingers into claws, he struck out like lightning.

Riiip!

The sound of tearing cloth rang out. Tsunade instinctively brought a hand back to protect her chest, while Shimura Kentei took the chance to break free, knocking over the partition beside him as he shouted, "Come look! There's a beautiful woman with huge waves!"

That shout instantly made all the males bathing in the other hot spring pool excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They turned to look over.

Tsunade, who had been about to give chase, could only retreat unwillingly with both hands covering her chest. Inside, however, she was gritting her teeth in fury.

That brat was dead!

"Phase two of the plan was a complete success!"

On the other side, Shimura Kentei ran out of the bathhouse, changed into the clothes he had prepared beforehand in a corner, and smiled.

That was right, he had designed all of this.

He had deliberately sent his fiancée, Sister Keiko, to instruct Xinhua Bookstore to sell the books at this time today, drawing Jiraiya over.

This street was the only route from Xinhua Bookstore to Jiraiya's home, and the hot spring bathhouse was located on this very street.

Given Jiraiya's familiarity with Tsunade's chakra, he would definitely sense her as long as he passed through this street. With that guy's lustful nature, he certainly would not miss this chance to enjoy the scenery.

As for why Tsunade Hime was here, that was the result of Shimura Genma's investigation.

That woman seemed to enjoy soaking in hot springs. Whenever she returned to the village, she made time to come here. Over the past few days, it had practically become a regular routine.

"Now that I've caught Tsunade's attention, I need to create an opportunity for that woman to take revenge."

Thinking this, Shimura Kentei smiled faintly and headed in the direction Jiraiya had been sent flying.

Next, it was time for Jiraiya, this useful tool, to take the stage and perform.

Before long, he reached the spot where Jiraiya had landed. The sight was miserable beyond description.

His entire chest had caved in, and his body was embedded in a rock wall as he lay unconscious. A small squad of Anbu shinobi nearby was making a stretcher and carefully prying Jiraiya out before rushing him to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Shimura Kentei followed along like a family member and waited patiently outside the emergency room for the results.

"Are you the patient's family?"

After an hour of emergency treatment, the operating room doors opened, and the chief surgeon walked out.

"I'm Senior Jiraiya's junior. Just tell me if there's anything. I've already paid the medical fees. Use the best medicine and arrange the best room, nurses, and doctors. Money is not a problem."

Shimura Kentei hurried forward, generously declaring that money was no issue and that they had to do everything possible to save Jiraiya.

Those words brought a kind smile to the chief surgeon's face. They loved wealthy patients like this.

"The patient is out of mortal danger. With the best medicine, he can be discharged in one week and fully recover in one month."

The chief surgeon kindly gave a timeframe while silently calculating how much commission he could make this time.

"I'm only giving you one day. Senior Jiraiya must meet the discharge standard by tomorrow. Money is not a problem.

Also, wake Senior Jiraiya as soon as possible. I have something to say to him."

Shimura Kentei held up one finger and gave them a one-day deadline.

He could not wait a week. Tomorrow was the day he would crush those graduates, and Jiraiya had to be present—or at least be capable of being present.

"Waking Lord Jiraiya quickly will not be a problem, but recovering to the point of discharge within one day is beyond my medical skill. In all of Konoha, only Lady Tsunade currently possesses that ability."

After hesitating, the chief surgeon admitted that he could do nothing about it, but recommended Tsunade to Shimura Kentei.

Although his medical skills were better, when it came to cultivating Yang Release Chakra, he was far inferior to Tsunade, who had been born into the Senju Clan. That was the difference in talent and bloodline.

"Genma!"

He beckoned to Shimura Genma, who had only just arrived, since it was inconvenient for him to see that woman Tsunade right now.

"Young Master!"

Shimura Genma stepped forward and obediently waited for instructions.

"Go back and ask Sister Keiko for ten million ryo. Take it and invite Senior Tsunade here to treat Senior Jiraiya. Be quick!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

Without a word of nonsense, Shimura Genma turned and left for the Shimura Family.

"Wake Senior Jiraiya as soon as possible!"

After signaling the chief surgeon, Shimura Kentei entered the operating room, preparing to have a proper talk with Jiraiya, his useful tool.