As Jiraiya surveyed the surroundings, the rain overhead suddenly stopped, and a rare patch of clear sky appeared.
"The rain stopped?"
Just as Jiraiya sensed trouble and prepared to withdraw—
Sheets of white paper suddenly appeared out of thin air, fluttering upward and plastering themselves tightly against his body. In the blink of an eye, he had been wrapped up like a mummy.
The remaining sheets slowly gathered into the shape of a woman. Konan stared expressionlessly at the mummified Jiraiya.
Found you, Sensei!
Yet in the next instant, the "Jiraiya" trapped inside the paper suddenly collapsed. The sheets scattered, revealing nothing inside.
Konan stood silently, puzzled. "A shadow clone?"
"That little girl has grown stronger."
Jiraiya had appeared behind her without her noticing. Standing at her back, he said with a sigh of admiration, "And you've grown into a fine woman, Konan."
"..."
"Sensei, you shouldn't have come here." At least, they had never originally intended to kill Jiraiya. But because they had left him alone, he had become the source of several recent problems.
"Hahaha, is that so? Then just consider this a visit from your teacher. Where are Nagato and Yahiko? Oh, and where's Uzumaki Reikawa, the boy you abducted?"
"That has nothing to do with you, Sensei."
As Konan spoke, sheets of white paper suddenly gathered into wings behind her. With a powerful flap, she soared into the sky.
Jiraiya frowned slightly at the sight. So the flying woman who had appeared during Uzumaki Reikawa's abduction had been Konan? "Why are you doing this?"
"God has commanded your death." Konan had no desire to explain further. At the same time, the paper behind her shot out like countless swords!
Jiraiya quickly formed hand seals and spat a blazing fireball from his mouth. "Fire Release: Flame Bullet!"