Hearing Uchiha Yato's words, Jiraiya's fur immediately stood on end.
"You little bastard, you can't treat me like this!"
"How am I, the great Jiraiya, supposed to show my face outside after this?!"
When he heard that Uchiha Yato planned to have a group of summoned beasts spit on his face, Jiraiya could no longer take it.
No one knew where he found the strength, but he instantly became full of vigor again. While accusing Uchiha Yato, he kept backing away.
It was as though there were some enormous plague god standing before him, something he did not want to get anywhere near.
At this point, the Fourth Raikage, who had originally wanted to say a few fair words, simply continued playing dead.
He had already witnessed Uchiha Yato's methods. He had no desire to have this bucket of shit dumped over his own head as well.
At that moment, the Fourth Raikage wanted nothing more than to return to the time when he had first left the village and slap himself across the face.
Great. Neither reason nor dignity was on his side now, and he would have to disgrace himself all the way back in his own village.
In the end, Uchiha Yato showed mercy and did not have the summoned beasts do anything too outrageous to Jiraiya.
The summoned beasts merely drew a turtle on Jiraiya's already rather comical face, making the awkward situation even more ridiculous.
After the farce ended, Jiraiya was unexpectedly in a good mood. He felt as though he had not lost out at all and had even made a small profit.
After all, he had initially suffered tremendous humiliation. Now, he had merely had a turtle drawn on his face. That was already a pretty good outcome for him.
However, after thinking