The next day.
After a hangover.
Jiraiya rubbed his aching head. Perhaps because he had just woken up, he looked especially dazed.
About fifteen minutes later.
He finally seemed to come to his senses. Staring blankly at the large bed before him, he recalled what had happened last night and could not help blurting out, "Damn it!!!"
Last night...
Better left unsaid!
They were all liars. There was nothing at all!
And they had even called him little brother!
The lavishly decorated Grass Heaven Feast was actually just a bathhouse.
And the bath attendants... were all burly men!
Though aside from that...
The scrubbing had been pretty comfortable!
He had heard they were all taijutsu ninja with professional experience, each one possessing superb skills!
After one session.
His whole body had immediately felt refreshed!
But.
There had not been a single thing he wanted!
And that interview...
Thinking about it now, Jiraiya rubbed his forehead with another headache and muttered, "There shouldn't be a problem, right?"
He had not said anything reckless at the time!
He had praised Konoha while pointing out its shortcomings. He had done the same for Kusagakure, expressing the alliance between Konoha and Kusagakure while subtly pointing out Kusagakure's flaws and Konoha's dissatisfaction.
It was a little lacking in ninja ethics!
Still... it probably was not a big problem?
It should not be a big problem!
After comforting himself, Jiraiya let out an inward sigh of relief and looked at the time on the wall.
Next...
He still had missions to complete!
He had to ransom Danzo, investigate the Uchiha Clan and the Jinchuriki, and convey Konoha's anger and condemnation!
Of course~
He needed to be subtle about it.
After all, the village... no longer wanted to fight!
Thinking of the BBC Daily headline from a