"Who would learn that messy stuff from you?! I want to learn Sage Mode. Get down here, now. Otherwise, I'll use my trump card. You know I don't know how to hold back. If I wreck this place, you won't have anywhere left to watch naked women. If you want to keep happily peeping, come down obediently," Jin threatened.
"Ah! You uncultured brute with no artistic sensibility! Art! I wished to devote myself to you, but circumstances have forced my hand. For the sake of the future, I shall temporarily compromise." That old pervert Jiraiya spoke with such righteous dignity that anyone who did not know him might think he truly loved art. In truth, he was just a damn pervert. Of course, it could not be denied that Jiraiya was an extremely powerful pervert. His Sage Mode was no joke.
"Damn it! Get down here already. I'm from Team Nine, and you're now the instructor for White, Karin, and me. From now on, you need to fulfill a teacher's responsibilities. I only want to learn your Sage Mode. I don't care for any of your other stuff." Jin's arrogant expression was plain to see.
Jiraiya said nothing. He merely gave the naked women in the bath a long, hard look.
"Damn, what a fucking pervert!" Jin also took a hard look at the scene in the bath. "Damn it, I still don't feel my bloodline surging. It's driving me crazy!"
Led by Jin, Jiraiya arrived at the teahouse. The moment he entered, he began gulping down tea. It seemed that the sight had left him burning hot and desperately thirsty. Jin quietly sized Jiraiya up and found that although Jiraiya was quite old, his face did not look that aged. He still seemed young and full of vitality.
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