Tanzaku Town was indeed much livelier than Konoha.
Huge gateways painted red lined the streets.
The air carried a mix of cheap, foul perfume and the piss-like stench of booze after a night of hard drinking.
It made your nose itch the moment you stepped inside.
"Sen, you and Naruto go have some fun. I'm going to gather some... ahem, some crucial intelligence."
The moment they reached the entrance to the street, Jiraiya yanked Naruto out of his way.
His big eyes gleamed red, and the drool at the corner of his mouth was almost dripping onto his chest.
In a flash.
He darted straight into the busiest tavern on the corner to gather material from its scantily clad dancing girls.
"Damn it! That pervy old man ran off again!"
Naruto gritted his teeth in anger and stomped hard on the ground.
Dried mud from their earlier training still clung to his thighs, and every stomp sent dirt scattering down.
"Big bro, what do we do now?"
Sen tugged down the battered, yellowing straw hat on his head.
"Go keep working on your Water Balloon over at the riverbank."
He waved dismissively, as though shooing away an annoying blond fly.
"I'm going to find somewhere warm to kill some time."
After sending Naruto away.
Sen tucked his hands into his pockets and walked along in his battered wooden clogs, which creaked with every step.
He ambled into the biggest casino on the street-the Gold Coin House.
The moment he stepped through the door.
A sour stench of tobacco, stale sweat, and spoiled rice wine hit him in the face.
It made Sen sneeze several times in a row.
"Well, damn. The air in here really is foul."
Sen picked his nose and casually flicked a booger beneath a gambling table