There was no need to continue the conversation.
Everything that needed to be asked had been asked, and Yinsen had given his answers. Continuing would not yield anything new and might only anger him, so there was no point.
As if he had suddenly remembered something, Jiraiya gave Yinsen another once-over.
"Then again, your real age must be quite advanced, right?"
Whether Yinsen was truly a god or someone even stronger than the Sage of Six Paths, since he was disguising himself as a child, his actual age could not possibly be just a dozen or so years.
He did not find it strange that Yinsen could transform himself into a child.
Even Tsunade had ways to make herself look like a child, so it was perfectly normal for Yinsen to possess an even more miraculous "Transformation Technique."
"If you want to know my exact age, I can't give you an answer."
He had stopped counting his age long ago, though the scattered years added together certainly amounted to quite a lot.
"Because I haven't calculated my age in a long time. After all, age is meaningless to me."
"Then, as a mature man, what do you think of Tsunade?"
"???"
Yinsen paused, then stroked his chin and looked Tsunade over, making her feel uncomfortable all over.
"I prefer Kurenai Yuhi's type."
"Hmm..." Jiraiya nodded solemnly. "Truly a mature man."
"..."
And just like that, the conversation came to an end. The only unexpected development was that Jiraiya had suffered a minor injury.
As for Yinsen? He slipped away after answering Jiraiya's questions. He could imagine what would happen next. It would probably be entertaining, but watching from the sidelines might get him caught in the crossfire, so he decided against it.
After returning home, he slept briefly, only to