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However.

Before long.

The owner stared trembling at the densely packed figurines before him.

They were all the same model.

A chibi young man with white spiky hair and eyeshadow stretched out his right hand in an exaggerated pose.

Toad Sage—Jiraiya!

Just in chibi form.

Big head, tiny body!

"Hey, hey, hey! Boss, are you messing with me?" Tsunade's face twitched as she looked at the figurines covering the floor. They were piled all around her feet, and even Shizune was holding a heap of them in her arms.

And yet...

Why were they all this loser?!

And in that sleazy-looking pose, too.

Who wanted this guy?!

She immediately glared at the owner. "Explain this. Didn't you say there were collector's editions, rare editions, limited editions, supreme editions? I've opened hundreds already, so why are they all this guy?"

"..."

You ask me? Who am I supposed to ask?!

At that moment, the shop owner was just as dumbfounded!

The Land of Grass headquarters had clearly explained the rates when they delivered the stock... One blue out of every ten boxes, at least one purple out of every hundred, and if you were lucky, you might even get an orange. After all, orange ones were supposed to take at least a thousand boxes to pull.

And yet...

What was this nonsense?!

At first, he thought the woman before him was simply unlucky. Maybe other people could get a purple after opening a hundred, while she needed two hundred.

However.

He guessed the beginning, but not the ending.

Two hundred boxes went by, and it was still this thing. Three hundred boxes went by, and there was still nothing else!

Now... the floor around them was densely covered, and even an entire row of shelves had been cleared out. In the end, it was still this thing.

It would have been fine if something different had appeared.

Even another common figurine would have been acceptable!

However.

What was going on now?!

Every single densely packed figurine was the exact same one!

What the hell!

The rates headquarters mentioned were wrong!

At that moment.

He thought for a moment, then walked over to a nearby shelf and picked up a blind box.

Then.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and opened it.

However.

It hit! It hit!

Purple light!

That was right.

These boxes were all specially made. He had heard they used a new Sealing Jutsu created by the Uzumaki Clan. Once opened, they would emit light matching the figurine inside.

And with one pull... he got purple light!

That meant there was at least a purple figurine inside. It was extremely rare.

Before long.

Looking down at the figurine inside—Hashirama Senju, the God of Shinobi, forming hand seals amid towering trees—the shop owner finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least it seemed... they were not all common Jiraiyas.

There was no problem after all!

Meanwhile.

Tsunade, Shizune, and passing pedestrians all noticed the purple light and stopped to look over curiously.

The shop owner hurriedly took the opportunity to advertise. Holding up the figurine he had pulled, he said with a smile, "The Kusa Kusa Blind Box is just like life. You never know what will happen in the next second!"

Then he looked at the woman before him again. "Looks like... there isn't any problem."

"Then what about me..."

"Maybe you're just... purely unlucky!"

"..." x2

There was simply no refuting that!

Shizune knew her own situation best. Holding a pile of Lord Jiraiya figurines in her arms, she hesitated before tugging lightly on Lord Tsunade's sleeve. "Lord Tsunade, how about we stop? Let's call it a day."

As soon as she finished speaking.

"Stop? Stop?!" Tsunade raised her voice, staring at the figurine of her grandpa with a fierce expression. "You dare say I'm unlucky? I refuse to believe it! There's no way I can't pull a figurine of Grandpa today!"

She grandly waved her hand. "Boss, bring me another hundred!"

"Certainly, please wait a moment."

Before long.

Tsunade was once again surrounded by densely packed blind boxes. She rubbed her hands together, a ferocious gleam in her eyes, and grabbed one. "I refuse to believe it! This time it can't be that idiot again."

As soon as she finished speaking.

She quickly opened it.

No light.

Common.

And it was another identical chibi, big-headed Jiraiya!

"..."

The entire scene fell silent. Even the passersby fell silent.

However.

After Tsunade's mouth twitched, she continued opening the rest with her head lowered.

One, two... a hundred.

Before long.

Her feet were once again covered in identical figurines.

"Boss, another hundred!"

Not long after.

"Boss, keep them coming, another hundred!"

Still not long after.

"Boss, another hundred after that!"

Until...

Even the shelves in the shop were filled with identical chibi Jiraiyas, and the owner finally realized something was wrong.

After all, in just this short time...

Quite a few passersby had gathered around and curiously bought a few boxes as well.

And yet.

The worst pulls they got were blue light, while several even pulled orange light!

Even the little girl following beside her pulled a purple one.

Every one of them struck gold on the first try.

It was as though all the common figurines had been bought up by the blonde woman before him.

The shop owner immediately became solemn. Clasping his hands together, he bowed slightly toward the increasingly frantic woman. "Esteemed customer... may I ask your name?"

If he had pulled like that, he would have gone mad too!

"I heard long ago that there was a legendary cash cow in the Land of Fire... Ahem, a benevolent goddess renowned throughout the shinobi world for relieving suffering and rescuing countless gambling dens on the verge of bankruptcy. Could you be..."

Before he could finish.

Tsunade glared at him. "What? Do I need to register my identity to buy things here?"

"N-No, of course not."

"Then hurry up. Bring me however many you have."

"Right away! To apologize for earlier, our shop will give you a discount coupon. Pull ten times, and you get one extra pull free. Please accept it."

"...That's it?" Tsunade looked at the flimsy coupon in her hand.

Buy ten blind boxes and get one blind box free!

She casually crumpled it into a ball, then impatiently waved her hand with the air of someone rich beyond measure. "Hurry up and bring them to me!"

Then.

She stuffed the coupon into Shizune's arms and rubbed her hands furiously. "I refuse to believe it. There's no way I'll pull that idiot again!"

She looked like she was about to go all in?!

Shizune, clutching a heap of Jiraiya figurines, trembled in fright. Looking at Lord Tsunade surrounded by Jiraiya figurines, she said softly, "Lord Tsunade, you... stop while you can!"

She.

Seemed to have worshipped the wrong person.

Even this thing could not stop Lord Tsunade!

However.

"Stop? Don't make me laugh. I refuse to believe it. Even if I pull that disgusting Orochimaru today, I'll accept it!"

"Ah-choo, ah-choo."

This was a prosperous city in the Land of Fire.

At that moment.

A pale, smooth-skinned young man with long straight black hair rubbed his nose. Completely unconcerned by his sneezes, he stared at the cinema billboard with a puzzled expression.

As for movies...

He already knew what they were.

But... he seemed to have seen Jiraiya on it... No, he had also seen himself and Tsunade.

Though they looked different, the title "Sannin Wreak Havoc in Grasswood" made him unable to help feeling suspicious.

Especially the person on the poster who looked somewhat like Jiraiya, yet not quite. He recognized him at a glance... Someone so absurdly frog-like could only be that idiot Jiraiya.

That was right.

He was one of Konoha's Sannin—Orochimaru!

Having completed his mission, Orochimaru had originally planned to return to the village as quickly as possible.

But after seeing this bizarre thing before him, he deliberately stopped.

After hesitating for a moment, Orochimaru bought a ticket and walked inside. With a sinister smile on his face, he murmured, "Let's see what that fellow Jiraiya is doing in the Land of Grass!"

After Jiraiya and Tsunade left, he had become busy in the village.

Aside from conducting his own experiments, he also had to occasionally take on somewhat difficult missions arranged by the old man.

Of course, he did not mind. If he wanted to become Hokage, he had to earn recognition, and completing high-level missions was the best way to gain the shinobi's approval.

After finding the seat listed on his ticket, Orochimaru sat down.

Before long.

The movie began!

Grasswood Professional Certification?

After a pile of advertisements, the movie officially began.

At first, when he saw the three familiar little figures training, a nostalgic smile appeared on his face.

Though it was somewhat different from how they had been back then, it did not affect his enjoyment in the slightest.

"How nostalgic! Though Jiraiya really was an idiot!"

However.

Time passed bit by bit.

By the time the movie was nearly over.

Orochimaru stared silently at Jiraiya and the bashful Tsunade on the screen.

His face was full of confusion!

He was utterly shaken!

"?!"

What... was this supposed to be?!

Several days later.

Elsewhere.

Land of Grass.

After seeing the revenue figures gathered from all over, Kusana smiled, nodded in satisfaction, and murmured emotionally, "Looks like... we won't be short of money anytime soon!"