Dusk had passed, and the sky gradually darkened.
"Jiraiya, you're injured."
Inside the tent, Orochimaru looked at Jiraiya as he spoke.
"That old Third Raikage was monstrously strong. Even Sage Art couldn't break through his defenses."
A bitter smile appeared on Jiraiya's face. Even the Super Great Ball Rasengan he had unleashed in Sage Mode had failed to break the Third Raikage's defense.
"Even after entering Sage Mode with the help of the two sage elders, Fukasaku and Shima, I still couldn't defeat him. Instead, I was injured by his Hell Stab: Two Fingers."
Suddenly, Jiraiya's expression changed. Orochimaru was actually starting to touch him all over?
Hey, I'm not gay!
"Hey! Orochimaru! What are you doing?!"
"Examining your body."
"Then why are you taking off my clothes?! Hey! Hey! Hey! You can't take off my pants!"
Jiraiya covered his crotch with a flushed face, staring at Orochimaru with grief and indignation.
"Looks like your injuries really are serious. You'll need a thorough examination. Let me take a good look."
After pondering for a moment, Orochimaru took out a sealing scroll and summoned a bed.
"Orochimaru! No!"
"Lie down."
"Orochimaru! You, you, you! Don't think you can make me submit!"
Jiraiya pointed at Orochimaru and shouted.
"I still haven't told Tsunade about how you peeked at her while she was bathing as a child."
Though Jiraiya had not succeeded, having been stopped by Orochimaru.
"Seriously?! You still remember that?!"
Jiraiya pulled a miserable face and obediently lay down on the bed.
"I'm sorry, Tsunade. I've kept myself pure for you all these years..."
"Turn over. Don't lie face-down."
"Huh? My butt doesn't need to face you?"
Orochimaru had just taken out some medical instruments from the sealing scroll. Hearing that, he could not resist pulling out the oversized syringe he