"No matter how I look at it, this doesn't seem like one of Orochimaru's hideouts! What's going on? If the old man didn't send me here to deal with Orochimaru, then what exactly is here?"
After carefully searching the area around the little tea stall, Jiraiya's bewilderment only deepened!
Based on what Jiraiya knew about Orochimaru, he was well aware that there would usually be small snakes stationed nearby to keep watch around one of Orochimaru's bases.
But there really was nothing around here!
That didn't fit Orochimaru's style!
So Jiraiya dismissed his initial guess.
But that didn't mean Jiraiya relaxed his guard.
He understood all too well just how much trouble could lurk beneath an overly normal surface.
However, this time, Jiraiya was probably going to be disappointed.
Not only did he fail to uncover any problems, he couldn't gather even a shred of intelligence.
Everything pointed to this being nothing more than a simple little tea stall.
Still unwilling to give up, Jiraiya even hid in the shadows and observed the tea stall for a long time.
Unfortunately, he still found nothing.
Forget traps—even the slightest trace of one was nowhere to be found!
Left with no choice, Jiraiya emerged from his hiding place again.
"Damn it, what kind of mission did the old man give me?"
Troubled, Jiraiya couldn't help rubbing both temples repeatedly with his hands.
"Forget it. Even if it's a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, I, Jiraiya, am going in today! I refuse to believe a tiny tea stall like this can trap me!"
In the end, Jiraiya decided to confront it head-on.
It was risky, but it had to be better than having no leads at all, right?
Actually, Jiraiya's caution was understandable.
Just think about it: the Third Hokage had urgently