Jiraiya grumbled unhappily, "How nice it would be to stay in the village, drink a little sake, and play with girls. Sigh~~~~"
"Idiot." Hatake Sakumo's mouth twitched as he gave Jiraiya those two words. Their subordinates watched the two big shots trade barbs and tease each other, secretly laughing. They did not dare joke around with either of them like that, but there was no harm in watching the show.
Jiraiya might have complained out loud, but he understood perfectly well that he had gotten too comfortable in the village, which was why Hiko had grabbed him and dragged him straight to the battlefield. There was no way for him to run.
Hatake Sakumo could not wait to get to the battlefield and earn merit, but Jiraiya had no such desire. What was fun about fighting Sunagakure when fighting women was far more interesting?
The squad was currently resting in a secluded forest. Otherwise, how would Jiraiya have had the time to sit around here and complain?
"Speaking of which, Sunagakure's puppet ninja are really impressive. It's a pity Konoha has so few talents in that area. Otherwise, forming a unit like that would be absolutely formidable!!!"
Konoha did not lack money, materials for making puppets, or even ninja. What it lacked were the tricks of the trade and teachers capable of guiding them.
Konoha had come up with plenty of ways to steal their techniques, but the results had been unsatisfactory. They could only produce some flashy but useless imitations.
It was perfectly normal for villages to learn from one another and steal others' achievements. If you had the ability to get your hands on it, that was your skill. If you did not, then sorry, that just meant you were not capable enough.
Making puppets was not difficult.