"Hao Teng, Hao Tong, why the hell did you hit me?" Jiraiya sat at the drinking table with a bruised and swollen face, rubbing it as he spoke.
As for the hostess who had been sitting beside him moments ago, she had slipped away the instant Jiraiya got beaten. Oh, and before leaving, she had even asked Jiraiya to pay her hostess fee.
After all, practically everyone in Konoha Village knew Princess Tsunade's name and face. Naturally, she would not stay behind and make herself uncomfortable.
"Idiot. There are guests from Sunagakure here this time. Do you have to make a fool of yourself?" Tsunade said coldly to Jiraiya, her arms crossed over her chest.
Pakura naturally did not care about such matters. She did not truly regard herself as some distinguished guest from Sunagakure. After all, her household registration had already been transferred to Konoha.
At most, she was Sunagakure's peace envoy in name. In her heart, she had long since cast the Sand Shinobi aside. If she had not thought that her status as Sunagakure's envoy might be useful to Sarutobi Toru, she might have cut off contact with the Sand Shinobi long ago.
Of course, Pakura could not undermine Tsunade now. So she could only stand to one side with a smile and watch Tsunade deal with Jiraiya.
"Ugh..." Jiraiya glanced at Pakura and thought to himself, So beating me up in front of Sunagakure's envoy isn't making a fool of myself?
Naturally, Jiraiya did not dare say that aloud. Ever since childhood, he had dared to act up in front of Orochimaru partly because he refused to accept defeat, and partly because Orochimaru was reserved and composed. At least on the surface, he was rather polite and would not simply beat Jiraiya up.
But in front