Trouble at the Hot Spring Inn

The Konoha gate.

"Jiraiya's back!"

A burly uncle, covered in dust and carrying a travel pack, shouted loudly as he looked at the plaque on the Konoha gate. The years he spent away from Konoha were filled with hardship, all in pursuit of the Child of Prophecy who would end the warring era. Yet, he only received news of his disciple Minato's and Nagato's deaths.

Orochimaru's defection, Tsunade's departure, and the deaths of two disciples – Jiraiya had achieved nothing all these years. He had tasted the bitterness of the human world, only to find himself middle-aged in the blink of an eye. He had left with dreams to forge his path, only to return covered in the dust of his travels.

He brushed the dust off his body, shedding the weariness of his journey, and Jiraiya let out a smile.

"Ah! It's been so long since I returned to Konoha. I wonder if the little beauty next door has grown up, and if Misa from the Utatane family across the street is still the same. It really brings back memories!"

Lost in thought, Jiraiya let out a lecherous chuckle.

On the Hokage building, the Third Hokage, watching through a glass ball, smiled faintly.

"Hmm! Jiraiya's back, is he? This Konoha Chunin Exam crisis is as good as won!"

"Ah! Finally, some free time."

Qinglong couldn't help but sigh. He hadn't had a moment's peace since graduation. Today, he absolutely had to go to the bathhouse and relax!

In the world of Japanese anime, soaking in a hot spring was definitely one of the most enjoyable things. Lying in the warm pool, a wet towel draped over his head, and if there were a couple of girls splashing around, tsk!

He was going to soak in the hot springs today, and even Orochimaru couldn't stop him, Qinglong declared!

Steam rose, and he soaked in the warm hot spring pool, feeling indescribably comfortable!

Qinglong leaned against the edge of the hot spring, lying on his back with a wet towel on his forehead, so comfortable he was about to fall asleep.

"Plop!"

The sound of something heavy hitting the water echoed, and a splash of water hit Qinglong's face.

Qinglong looked up and saw Naruto, dripping wet like a drowned chicken, and asked in confusion.

"Naruto?"

Seeing Qinglong disturbed, Naruto scratched his head and gave an embarrassed, apologetic silly grin.

"Sorry, sorry! I disturbed you, Qinglong."

"What are you doing, Naruto?"

Why wasn't he enjoying the hot spring properly? Why was he causing trouble here?

"I'm practicing water walking!"

Naruto said, his eyes determined. He was ready to start practicing again. He had been training for a long time; even Ebisu had gone home, but he was still training.

"Then you carry on!"

Qinglong waved his hand, preparing to doze off again, when he saw an uncle in the distance squatting on a wooden fence, peeking into the women's bath on the other side of the wall, letting out a lewd chuckle.

"Ah! I see a pervert!"

Naruto also saw Jiraiya at that moment. He hadn't expected such a shameless person to be in Konoha. Righteously indignant, he prepared to expose him.

Qinglong stopped him.

"Naruto, I have two plans. Are you willing to hear them?"

"What? Tell me, Qinglong!"

"Plan A: We go expose this big pervert, or even beat him up. Plan B: Use your jutsu to play a prank on that uncle! This is how it goes, like this..."

"Hmm~!"

Naruto narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. He immediately chose Plan B, to punish that weirdo with his proud "jutsu"!

Jiraiya was engrossed in watching. Through a gap, he saw a scene of pure light, and he kept taking notes in his notebook.

"Woohoo! Haha~, there's no greater beauty in the world than this! I haven't been back to Konoha in years, I've really missed out!"

The faint sounds of giggling and splashing water from the women's bath could be heard. Jiraiya's face showed a lecherous expression. He was intoxicated, lost in the curves and valleys before him, a drop of clear drool trickling down.

"Ah~! This is inspiration! Inspiration is pouring in~."

Just as he was getting excited, with heavenly light dancing all around, his vision suddenly darkened.

Ah~, what's going on? Jiraiya was bewildered. He vaguely felt a pair of warm little hands covering his eyes.

"Oh my~! What are you doing, Mister?"

A clear, yet seductive girl's voice rang out in Jiraiya's ear. The sweet voice, her breath like orchids, instantly captivated Jiraiya. The voice was full of temptation, making him sink uncontrollably. Immediately after, Jiraiya felt a pair of warm, smooth sensations.

Oh wow! 36D! This is the feeling!

Jiraiya's defenses were instantly broken, as if he had returned to a sweet homeland.

"Woohoo, hahaha~~, Mister is gathering material! Little girl, may this old man gather material from you!"

Jiraiya let out a lewd laugh, his excited fingers trembling.

Seeing that Jiraiya had fallen deep, Naruto had succeeded and was preparing to unleash his ultimate move.

At this moment, Ebisu entered, followed by two cleaning aunties for the hot spring pool.

"Ah!"

Ebisu, who had come to check on Naruto's training progress, never expected to see such a scene. A sexy young woman, radiating holy light and surrounded by mist, was clinging tightly to a greasy old man. The two were inseparable.

"Hiss!"

A stream of blood gushed from his nose. Ebisu's posture immediately shifted backward as he fell to the ground, completely drained!

"Ah! Pervert!"

"Pervert!"

Two sharp, high-pitched soprano voices, like those of middle-aged women, rang out, audible throughout the entire hot spring shop.