Konoha Prison.
When Nagato woke up, he saw his teacher locked in the cell opposite his.
It took him only a moment to understand his situation. All kinds of sealing Jutsu Formulas had been placed on his body, making even movement extremely difficult.
"Jiraiya-sensei..."
"You're awake, Nagato."
Jiraiya sat on the ground. Hearing him, he merely glanced over before slowly lowering his head again.
Silence.
"I'm sorry, Nagato."
Jiraiya's voice was low and hoarse. His white hair hung loose around him, and he no longer had any trace of the dashing, heroic wanderer he once was. He was only forty, yet he looked like an old man in his twilight years.
Nagato leaned against the wall with difficulty, but his mind was remarkably calm.
"There's no need to apologize, Jiraiya-sensei. This is something we had to do."
There were only two cells here, and only the two of them were imprisoned.
Where was Minato?
A terrible premonition rose in Jiraiya's heart. The chance of Minato escaping from the Hokage's hands was extremely slim. He had most likely already died at his hands.
From the very beginning, this entire play orchestrated by Hyuga Shin had been aimed at Minato. How could he possibly have let him escape again?
His disciple had died because of him.
Jiraiya's heart felt as though it were being carved apart by blades. He should have died long ago. Why did he keep bringing disaster upon others?
"Jiraiya-sensei." Nagato spoke again from across the way.
"Yes."
"How will the Hokage deal with us?"
"..."
Jiraiya suddenly thought of something. If Yahiko and the others learned that he and Nagato had been captured, would the Hokage use the same trick again?
If Yahiko and Konan put themselves in danger to rescue them, wouldn't they fall into the Hokage's