News of Orochimaru

Orochimaru shook his head and gave a light flick, sending the tooth flying away. Forget it. Konoha isn't his Konoha anyway; what does it matter to him if the Konoha medical ninjas are unprofessional?

"Lord Jiraiya, your tooth is gone. We couldn't find it."

Inside the hospital room, the medical ninja who had just finished searching outside looked at Jiraiya, who was lying on the bed with a look of utter despair, and said regretfully.

"Huh? How could it be gone? How long has it been since it fell out?"

Jiraiya's eyes went blank. His legs were crippled, his balls were gone, and now his tooth was missing too—all thanks to his own doing.

Regret. Intense regret. If he had known this was reality, he wouldn't have punched himself earlier. Not only did he nearly kill himself, but he also knocked out one of his own natural teeth.

Not long after, the medical ninja who had finished treating Jiraiya left the room.

"Danzo..."

Jiraiya lay on the bed. A moment later, he lifted his head, his eyes burning with immense fury. If it weren't for that idiot Shimura Danzō, that old geezer, targeting the Uchiha Clan, Uchiha Yue wouldn't have been provoked into awakening such terrifying power. When it came down to it, everything happening right now was because of Shimura Danzō!

"Damn it, Shimura Danzō, you old bastard, you really deserve to die! My balls, my legs, and now my tooth..."

Thinking of this, Jiraiya felt a fire igniting in his heart. Then, he thought of Hiruzen Sarutobi. "Darkness of Konoha," my foot! "Root," my foot! If it weren't for that old geezer Hiruzen Sarutobi letting Danzo run wild and commit those dirty deeds, Konoha wouldn't be in this state.

Some kind of "necessary darkness," my head! Now he's dead, his life is gone, and his existence is nearly erased. All of this was the handiwork of you, the so-called Darkness of Konoha.

That old geezer Danzo didn't contribute anything to Konoha while he was alive, and relying on Hiruzen Sarutobi's indulgence, he even turned against his own comrades in the village. Now that he's dead, he's still dragging them down to the grave with him.

The more Jiraiya thought about it, the angrier he became. Everything had been fine before. He had been traveling across the Ninja World gathering material and searching for the Child of Destiny, waiting to save the world in the future. Then, because of Danzo's meddling, the Great Toad Sage's prophecy had completely changed, and he, Jiraiya, had ended up a cripple.

It really is true: all their hard work for so long couldn't compare to one idiot's sudden whim!

Honestly, Jiraiya now wished he could travel back in time to the night of the Uchiha Clan's massacre and strangle that naturally evil old bastard Shimura Danzō with his own hands. Even if it meant becoming a rogue ninja, he would make Shimura Danzō pay with his life!

Anyway, even if he became a rogue ninja, Hiruzen Sarutobi wouldn't truly lay a hand on him, just like he did with Orochimaru.

"No, I have to call Tsunade over. In my current state, it's hard to lead Konoha. Tsunade's medical ninjutsu is so powerful; I wonder if she can grow my balls back. The legs don't matter, it's mainly..."

Jiraiya pondered and thought, and at this moment, a glimmer of hope even rose in his heart.

Hiss!

Just then, a small snake as thin as a chopstick quietly slithered in through the crack in the door. The snake then began to expand, and a figure was spat out from within it.

"Orochimaru!"

Jiraiya looked at the figure crawling up from the floor, frowning with a solemn expression, instinctively beginning to refine the Chakra within his body.

"Don't be nervous, Jiraiya. I'm just here to see you and, incidentally, tell you some news."

Orochimaru stood up and looked down at Jiraiya, who was lying on the bed looking utterly miserable. A slight smile curled the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect it to be true. What happened to your legs, Jiraiya?"

"Orochimaru, why are you here? Are you here to mock me? If that's the case, then leave. I don't want to take action against you right now."

Jiraiya's expression darkened slightly, and he felt exceptionally annoyed. It was humiliating—so incredibly humiliating. He had rushed off to seek revenge, only to fail to even see the person, and instead ended up a cripple himself.

"Heh, of course not. I came to tell you about Uchiha Yue. Did you know, Jiraiya? The Ninja World is on the verge of destruction."

Orochimaru shook his head, stepped forward, and looked down at Jiraiya with a mysterious expression.

"Are you here to talk to me about Uchiha Yue? I already know. That person is nothing but a Living Calamity. My Teacher died at the hands of that monster. Leave this place, Orochimaru. I already know what you're trying to say, and I will find a way to resolve it."

Jiraiya shook his head. He had known about Uchiha Yue long before Orochimaru. He had already decided that once his body recovered, he would find the Child of Destiny as soon as possible.

A World-Ending Calamity, is it? Uchiha Yue, I will definitely stop you!

Jiraiya thought to himself. However, he felt there was still time. If Uchiha Yue remained stationary, then if he were given a few years, he would risk his life to find the Child of Destiny.

No, actually, he had already found someone suspected to be the Child of Destiny. When the time came, he would look for Nagato.

The Rinnegan—the legendary Sage Eye. Perhaps Nagato was the legendary Child of Destiny. After all, how could a mere Mangekyo Sharingan compare to the Rinnegan?

One was a legendary existence, while the other was an eye that could be awakened by the Uchiha Clan. Comparing the two, even a child could tell which was stronger and which was weaker.

"Oh? You have a way?"

Orochimaru looked at Jiraiya's legs with a strange expression. This is what he called having a way? Was he sure his brain wasn't broken?

"I naturally have my own methods. You don't need to worry about it. Orochimaru, why haven't you left yet? Are you trying to force me to take action?"

Jiraiya shook his head, not wanting to say anything more to Orochimaru. In truth, if he hadn't become a cripple, and if Konoha's strength wasn't currently so hollow, he wouldn't want to talk to Orochimaru at all; he would have attacked him directly to capture him and throw him into a dungeon.

If that had happened, he was sure he could have made Orochimaru change his ways. Unfortunately, he was a disabled man now.

"Fine, I'll just assume you have a way. But Jiraiya, I want to warn you: if that domain of Uchiha Yue's continues to expand, then in less than a year, this world will be completely shrouded by it. By then, our world will be completely finished. I hope you can use your 'way' to defeat Uchiha Yue in such a short amount of time."

Orochimaru offered the warning, then turned and left.

"One year..."

Jiraiya lay in the hospital room, his head bowed...