Aizen paid Tsunade no further attention.
He knew that with her Medical Ninjutsu, Tsunade could fully heal her injuries. However, his mood was rather sour.
"Tap!"
He slowly walked forward and stopped a short distance in front of Jiraiya and the others.
Seeing this, Jiraiya and the others felt heavy-hearted. Thankfully, Tsunade was all right. If anything had happened to her, he would never have been able to forgive himself.
"Come at me together. I don't want to keep fighting such a boring battle."
At that moment, Aizen raised his head slightly and glanced at everyone present, his voice calm.
He kept both hands in his pockets. Even facing the four people before him, he showed no intention of drawing Kyoka Suigetsu.
Hearing his words, Jiraiya and the others' expressions turned grave. They exchanged glances, thinking to themselves:
They were about to face Aizen when he was serious!
At the thought, Jiraiya's gaze grew incomparably solemn.
"Thud!"
He bit his finger, drew a bright red mark on the ground, quickly formed Hand Seals, and slammed his palm down.
As a cloud of white smoke rose, a male and a female Toad, both resembling humans, appeared on his shoulders.
"Why did you summon us this time, little Jiraiya?"
The female Toad spoke. She was still wearing her pajamas and looked half asleep.
Hearing her, Jiraiya gave a bitter smile and hurriedly replied,
"I'm sorry to bother you at this hour, Sage Shima, but only you two can help us."
Jiraiya had barely finished speaking when a weighty, elderly voice followed.
"Don't fall asleep. The trouble little Jiraiya is facing this time must be serious. Little Jiraiya, your enemy is Sosuke, isn't he?"
On Jiraiya's left shoulder, Sage Fukasaku stared solemnly at Aizen, who stood calmly a short distance ahead, and spoke