The Shinobi World.
Jiraiya stood atop the Hokage Rock, gazing at the Village he had rebuilt.
After immersing himself in the books on progressive ideas that Lu Mingfei, Daigu, and The Ancient One had given him, Jiraiya felt more strongly than ever that the old Village had rotted. The entire Shinobi World had rotted.
He would change all of it!
So he decided to start with Konoha, turning it into a special district of the new Shinobi World where he could put his decisions into practice.
"Building a new Order really is harder than conquering the Shinobi World."
Jiraiya gazed into the distance. Fists might be power, but when it came to building a new Order, fists could not become that Order. A Village ruled by fists could never last.
They could only help him establish an Order faster.
Though Jiraiya had joined the group, his life still revolved around the Shinobi World and the Village.
And Village affairs had him run ragged.
"I really am better suited to fighting and killing." Jiraiya sighed. This work was asking too much of him.
"But I won't give up!" Jiraiya's gaze sharpened. "This is a new chapter in Jiraiya's Tale of the Gutsy Ninja!"
Jiraiya suddenly felt fired up. As for how fired up...
Well, more fired up than Boruto!
The Mysterious World.
Klein watched the members of his Tarot Club appear one after another and yawned.
Such was the dull life of The Fool: lurking in group chats, holding meetings, or acting.
Thanks to Meng Chuan's help, Klein's standing in Source Castle truly equaled that of The Fool. So forget yawning.
Even if he did something far more dramatic, the Tarot Club members would never know.
Mortals could not peer into a Deity.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool! Good afternoon, Mr.