Konoha: Muzan of the Hatake Household — Why Was It a Group of People
In the empty hall, Nagato locked onto Jiraiya's position. The entire underground space of the Akatsuki was under his control.
He knew Jiraiya had come with ill intent, and the Akatsuki could not afford to expose itself to the Shinobi World right now. If their base were discovered, it would be a major problem.
So Jiraiya had to remain here!
Crack, crack, crack!
The massive door slowly opened. Jiraiya, who had been walking through the tunnel, immediately watched the figures appearing at the entrance with vigilance.
At the front stood the Six Paths of Pain, the culprit behind Konoha's destruction. Konan stood beside them, along with a man in black behind her and a multi-eyed monster. Every one of them gave him an overwhelming sense of pressure.
"Jiraiya-sensei, I'm sorry we have to meet like this."
Konan's voice was crisp, echoing through the corridor. Yet the coldness in her tone was completely different from the little girl who used to cling to him. Even Jiraiya found it hard to believe that the woman before him was the same person.
"How could I possibly be left out, Lord Jiraiya?"
Muzan stood at the very back in a black robe. Noticing Jiraiya's grim expression, he added fuel to the fire. The moment he lifted his hood, a pair of scarlet blood-red eyes came into view.
"Muzan!"
Now Jiraiya truly could not remain calm. If it were only the first two, he might still have had a chance of escaping with his strength. But with Muzan added to the mix, his Sage Mode could expand his perception. Retreating would likely be extremely difficult.
The suffocating silence weighed heavily on Jiraiya's heart. As one of Konoha's Legendary Sannin, he was