Tragic Jiraiya

Bing San shoved his hands in his pockets and left the exam venue alone, shaking his head.

From the looks of it, these matches between children of the great clans and some commoner Genin were all arranged. Bing San had lost interest in watching.

As Bing San walked back alone, he passed the large bathhouse and felt something was off.

Bing San looked closely for a long time before realizing someone was disguised on a tree opposite the bathhouse.

If it weren't for the faint "fishy" smell, Bing San wouldn't have noticed.

Bing San quietly crept to the base of the tree and looked up. A lecherous young man was looking into the bathhouse with a monocular.

The young man had white hair, red oil paint on his face, and his forehead protector was crooked, yet he hadn't straightened it. He wore a green Jonin vest in a rather unseemly manner.

It was that pervert Jiraiya. Bing San's eyes darted, and an idea struck him. Today, he, Shimura Bing San, would teach this old lecher a lesson.

Bing San stealthily planned to climb up and give Jiraiya a good scare, maybe extort something out of him!

But before Bing San could even climb the trunk, he was discovered. Jiraiya looked down at Bing San standing at the base of the tree, winked, and put his finger to his mouth. He was signaling Bing San not to shout.

Bing San hugged the tree and climbed for a long time but couldn't get up. The surge of Chakra made it impossible for Bing San to climb trees and walk on water like before!

Bing San couldn't climb the tree after trying for a long time. Anger welled up inside him, and malice arose in his heart. He pulled out a small white bottle from his pocket and threw it at the tree.

Jiraiya didn't expect the child below to suddenly throw something without making a fuss. He instinctively caught it.

The bottle was open, and white powder spilled into the air. Jiraiya's expression immediately changed after accidentally inhaling a little.

Bing San only realized he had caused trouble after throwing the bottle. He turned and ran.

Jiraiya suddenly appeared in front of Bing San, his face flushed red. Jiraiya struggled to control the effects of the medicine and reached out to grab Bing San.

Bing San screamed in terror. The Root Ninja protecting Bing San merely shook his head slightly and vanished from the spot with a swish!

Hearing Bing San's scream from inside the bathhouse, several people came out to check the situation. Jiraiya grabbed Bing San and ran. With Bing San screaming all the way, the two ran very, very far.

When Jiraiya finally stopped, he was somewhere unknown, but likely still within the village.

If they were to leave the village, they would have to pass through the barrier or the main gate, and someone would surely stop them then.

"Kid, where's the antidote? Where's the antidote?" Jiraiya lowered Bing San, whose face was covered in snot and tears.

Bing San forcefully suppressed his instinctual fear and wiped away the tears and snot that had been flung by the speed.

"Kid, hurry, hurry! I can't hold it much longer. If you don't give me the antidote, I'll spank your butt," Jiraiya urged again, his face flushed red.

Just then, rustling sounds came from behind them. Bing San and Jiraiya looked back to see several small snakes.

Jiraiya was unbearably uncomfortable, and this medicine...

I Love A Shiba Inu: Consumable, potent medicine. Effective upon contact. Colorless and odorless. Those poisoned will develop an irresistible craving for phallic objects. Duration: 1 hour. Usable: 3 times. (From The Deer and the Cauldron)

With a swish, Jiraiya appeared next to the snakes, grabbed one, and rubbed it against his face.

"Jiraiya, since when have you been so interested in my summoned beasts?"

A hoarse voice came from behind.

Jiraiya, who was rubbing the snake, froze on the spot.

"Orochimaru, come quickly and see this! Hurry, hurry, I can't hold it much longer."

He then threw the bottle in his arms to Orochimaru.

The bottle's lid had not been closed due to the rapid movements earlier. Jiraiya, in his haste, had forgotten about it.

Orochimaru flicked his sleeve, and a small snake appeared, biting the bottle. The bottle swayed slightly, and a bit of white powder spilled out.

Orochimaru's expression changed. He flicked his sleeve again, sending all the white powder flying towards Jiraiya, who was rubbing the snake.

Bing San's mouth hung open as he watched the scene, thinking, Oh my god, it's over!

Jiraiya didn't expect a backstab from his teammate and was immediately affected.

When he came to his senses, he had already dropped the snake, his eyes wide with circles, and was hugging a tree, rubbing against it.

Half an hour later, the Hokage's office.

On the left stood Tsunade Hime, with long golden hair, looking slightly tipsy.

Next to her was Orochimaru, in a white kimono, with slight water stains and dirt on it.

Jiraiya lay sprawled on the floor in an extremely undignified posture. The occasional twitch of his "bird" in his crotch proved that the lump was still alive!

On the right stood Danzo, with a grim expression, Utatane Koharu, looking drowsy, Mitokado Homura, yawning, and a man with long purple hair who looked refined and scholarly.

The man was around thirty years old, wearing a green Jonin vest, and holding some documents.

"Hokage-sama, when we arrived at the scene, Lord Orochimaru was beating up Jiraiya.

Although half a house had collapsed nearby, there were no other losses. Only a civilian family seemed to have been frightened.

Later, Tsunade-sama arrived, and this is the current situation," the man holding the documents said, then nodded, indicating he had finished.

"Thank you for your trouble, Zixiao.

Orochimaru, why were you two fighting in a civilian area, and why did you even use a large-scale summoning beast?" The Third Hokage tapped his desk, looking troubled.

"Why did Tsunade also get involved? You are old teammates of many years. No matter the reason, you shouldn't act so recklessly," the Third Hokage said, scratching his head.

"Ask Orochimaru. His summoned beast found me.

When I arrived, that idiot Jiraiya lunged at me, and I just reacted instinctively," Tsunade Hime said, letting out a drunken burp.

Looking at Jiraiya, who was lying unconscious on the ground with a pig-like head, the Third Hokage twitched his face. He really overdid it with that 'instinctive counterattack', look at him now.

Jiraiya: (:3 "∠)

"I was resting at home when the guards protecting Prince Bing San came to report that Jiraiya had grabbed Prince Bing San and run off to the civilian district.

I just didn't want that idiot Jiraiya to corrupt the child, so I went to take a look.

Then, I don't know what happened, but Jiraiya became somewhat delirious and 'attacked' me!

Having no choice, I had to summon my beast to pin Jiraiya down.

After that, I notified Tsunade to come and take a look at him."

Orochimaru finished speaking with an expression that clearly blamed Jiraiya for starting it all, even dusting off his clothes.

The person who protected Prince Bing San was a subordinate of Orochimaru's, who had been wounded and retreated from the western front.

Because of his severe injuries, he was no longer fit for the battlefield and was thus assigned by Danzo to Root, becoming an instructor for the ANBU training.

Danzo then dispatched him to protect Prince Bing San. From a moral standpoint, reporting this matter to Orochimaru was not improper. Of course, that was just what everyone thought; who knew the reality?

Then, everyone turned to look at Prince Bing San.

Prince Bing San: (⊙﹏⊙)

Everyone: (¬_¬)