After arriving at the tavern, Jiraiya sat on the sofa, surrounded on all sides by more than thirty gorgeous women with curvaceous figures.
"I rarely come to places like this. I didn't expect to be so popular, hahahaha—" Jiraiya said, taking a sip of wine.
"Lord Jiraiya, every time you drink a cup of wine, we'll take turns giving you a kiss," one of the women suggested.
The moment the suggestion was made, it immediately drew a burst of laughter from the surrounding beauties.
Jiraiya promptly snorted hot air from his nostrils, showing that he was fired up.
"Owner, bring out every drop of alcohol you have in this place for yours truly!" Jiraiya declared grandly, tossing his wallet straight onto the table.
Meanwhile, outside the tavern, Naruto secretly watched Jiraiya immerse himself in wine and women.
Hinata, standing beside him, asked in confusion, "Naruto, what are you doing all this for?"
"For fun." Naruto quickly corrected himself. "Pah, no, it's to train Sasuke's Sharingan."
Sasuke, beside them, kept his eyes tightly shut. They felt as though they were being pricked by needles, aching intensely. This was a side effect of overusing the Sharingan.
Naruto patted Sasuke on the shoulder and said, "Overusing the Sharingan can weaken your eyesight, but it can also improve your Genjutsu abilities."
"Naruto, why do you know more about the Sharingan than I do?"
"Because I have a Sharingan too." Naruto pulled out a glass bottle from his clothes. It was filled with liquid, and an eyeball floated inside.
Sasuke's expression changed drastically. He was shocked that Naruto had somehow obtained a Sharingan.
A thought suddenly surfaced in Sasuke's mind. Had Naruto dug out Itachi Uchiha's eye?
Only Hinata knew the truth. The Sharingan in Naruto's hand had actually been dug out of Shimura Danzō.