038 It Has Begun

"Is this movie... the same as 'Gambling Shadow'? If it is, I apologize, but no matter what, I'm..."

"Don't believe rumors! Don't spread rumors! If there are similarities, it's purely coincidental! Of course, this time it's different! This script is tailor-made for you... and your partner! It tells the story of the Konoha's Sannin's friendship during their training together. After graduation, they drifted apart due to confusion, and finally, they meet again in Grasswood, recalling their bond."

"Confusion... separation? Is it a story full of bonds? 'Sannin Wreak Havoc in Grasswood' sounds quite interesting, but this Sannin blind box..."

"That's all for publicity! After all, you, who ended the war in the Land of Rain and earned the title of Konoha's Sannin, are quite famous in the Ninja World now!"

"Is that so?"

"Of course! We don't lie to our own! If I really wanted money, I'd have you compensate me! Right!"

"That's true!"

"So, do you see any other issues? You can mention them."

"Orochimaru and Tsunade..."

"There's a romantic subplot in it, where the female lead falls in love with one of the male leads..."

"I'll sign!"

"Then Orochimaru and Tsunade..."

"Don't worry! We're like brothers, close friends! We have strong bonds and friendship, I can handle this small matter, they won't be angry."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiraiya, for contributing your strength to Grasswood's development."

Finally.

Looking at Jiraiya, who left with a grateful expression, and then at the signed contract in his hand, Kusana also revealed a satisfied smile.

"Done!"

Although only Jiraiya signed, not Orochimaru or Tsunade, it wasn't a big problem... Jiraiya's proxy signature guaranteed it.

Any problems?

If there are problems, go find your best friend. It has nothing to do with Kusagakure. Kusagakure has a contract!

Kusana turned his head to look at Kana beside him, "Now... we can start assembling the crew and preparing the blind boxes."

Then he seemed to remember something.

"Oh, right, let Mujie out."

Mujie, walking out of the prison, sighed with emotion, then looked at the mission in his hand...

[Advisor Mujie...]

It's always "Advisor Mujie" when they need something, and "Little Wu" when they don't!

Hmph!

Mujie snorted coldly, then muttered, "The Leader is really something! He's planning to invite Teacher Ooki himself, yet he's still acting coy! I almost got tricked!"

As expected.

The Leader, who managed to get a signed copy from Teacher Ooki... must also be a fan of Teacher Ooki!

How could he dislike Teacher Ooki?

They are kindred spirits!

No.

It's more accurate to say that when others didn't even know who Teacher Ooki was, the Leader actually gave him a precious signed book, so the Leader is definitely not just a simple fan.

Mujie narrowed his eyes, "It seems the Leader might... know Teacher Ooki?!"

Perhaps he should ask the Leader?

Of course, the priority now is to complete the mission, then quickly return to complete the transaction with the Konoha ninja, and then ask the Leader about Teacher Ooki.

Looking down at the documents in his hand again, Mujie muttered to himself, "What bad idea is the Leader cooking up now, thinking of buying the copyrights of ninjas from various villages?"

No wonder the Leader became the Leader. His bad ideas are always incomprehensible.

He even said he wasn't a Grass Ninja?

How humble~!

He probably isn't a better Grass Ninja than him.

"Hic! Hic!" Kusana rubbed his nose, frowned slightly, and muttered, "No need to guess, it must be that scoundrel Mujie cursing me."

Otherwise.

Who would curse him?

After all, he is the respected leader of the Land of Grass, a Grass Ninja whom Jiraiya, one of the Konoha's Sannin and the Toad Sage, sincerely called a "good person."

Without reason... who would curse him?

[When I get back, I'll settle the score with him!]

After committing it to memory, he looked up at the crew of "Sannin Wreak Havoc in Grasswood" before him.

At this moment.

Everything was ready!

All the staff were present.

He had even arranged for the three little ones to play the younger versions of Konoha's Sannin.

After all, the story began at the Ninja Academy, so the childhood of Konoha's Sannin was essential.

At the same time, among Konoha's Sannin... there was a woman, so the plot needed a slight modification.

Combine one of the protagonists with the woman.

However.

"Cut!"

"Cut! Cut!"

"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

Kusana stared speechlessly at Jiraiya, who looked up with a lewd expression. "How many times has it been? You're afraid of kissing! Afraid of kissing! If you're so lewd, why are you closing your eyes and looking up expectantly? If you're scared! Be scared!"

"Director Amang, I don't think the plot should be like this," Jiraiya said righteously. "As a wanderer of the Ninja World, if a woman offers a kiss, do you think I would refuse? If it were you, would you refuse?"

"..."

That made sense!

I, I... I...

Kusana quickly snapped back to reality, almost getting sidetracked. He looked at Jiraiya, who had just flicked his head and was explaining his pickup techniques, with a dark expression.

He hadn't even managed to win over Tsunade yet, but he was acting like he had!

"I'm not that kind of person! And this is the script! This is the script! We have to follow the script!"

Recalling how this guy had shamelessly come to him asking to add a kissing scene, he realized that was his intention all along!

"Aren't you afraid Tsunade will find out and beat you to death? If you want to kiss her, sneak a kiss with your own clone!"

As he spoke.

"Heh~" Jiraiya arrogantly flicked his head and sneered, "I'm not afraid!"

"If your legs weren't shaking, I'd believe you!"

"This isn't shaking, th-this is just... I've been standing for too long and my legs are sore!"

"..."

Kusana gave Jiraiya, who was stubbornly sticking his neck out and trying to save face, a helpless eye-roll and shook his head. "Continue? Remember, stick to the script!"

This script wasn't difficult to film; it was just a bit troublesome because he had added some ninja elements.

Most of the rest could be done in one take.

After their director announced the continuation, all the actors returned to their positions.

Jiraiya sighed with emotion, shook his head, and muttered, "Anyway, I don't know how long it will be until we meet again. Tsunade won't be able to hit me anymore, hehe~."

Honestly.

He really couldn't have imagined that he could play Tsunade and Orochimaru himself.

He learned something, he really learned something.

As expected of a Grass Ninja!

Always full of such imaginative ideas!

Glancing at the red-haired boy among the three little ones watching curiously nearby, Jiraiya fell silent for a moment, then snapped back to reality and sighed, gazing at the sky of the Land of Grass. "It's time to continue my journey."

"Little Jiraiya! What are you still doing? Everyone is waiting for you! Hurry up!"

"Coming! Coming!"

As he spoke.

Jiraiya resumed his performance.

Honestly.

He was quite looking forward to the play he had personally filmed.

[I wonder what Tsunade's expression will be when she sees it?]

Time flew by.

Soon.

Grasswood's new movie was successfully wrapped up.

Not long after that.

He then received a letter from Mujie.

"Everything's handled!"

The success was beyond his expectations.

Or rather...

Konoha's First and Second Hokage were so famous that everyone in the Ninja World knew them, so Konoha didn't care about copyright as long as it wasn't intentionally defamatory.

And it was even successful in him having Mujie purchase the copyright for Madara from the Uchiha clan.

However.

Madara was a traitor to the Uchiha clan, so the Uchiha wouldn't interfere with whatever they did, as long as it didn't defame the Uchiha clan.

Therefore, it didn't cost much.

"Perhaps... Madara's copyright fee should go to Madara himself?" Kusana lowered his head, glancing at the floor, and muttered. He then looked up at the curious high-ranking officials from the Land of Grass staring at him.

Now that the movie was ready and the blind boxes were sorted!

The plan...

Kusana said with a serious expression, "It's time to begin!"