Mess with me again, and nothing will be free anymore!

"Keep yapping, and nothing will be free from now on. If you want free food and drinks, go down below. If you don't want to go, then pay what you owe. Otherwise, I'll have someone file a complaint against you at the Hokage Office Building. You'll have to pay up and get fined too!!! You owe quite a lot, you know!!!"

Whenever Hikaru thought about what Jiraiya had done before, he got pissed. It would have been one thing if Jiraiya had scammed all that stuff himself, but he had even brought a bunch of prostitutes here to have fun. Add up all those bills, and it would be enough to make Jiraiya's heart bleed. It was no different from cutting flesh off him.

Yet this guy had no sense of gratitude at all. Whenever he had nothing to do, he just spouted nonsense.

Hatake Sakumo stared at Jiraiya in dumbfounded disbelief, then looked at Hikaru. The whole thing felt absurd. Did this idiot not know what was good for him? He was allowed into the finest private room whenever he wanted, with everything free, all because of Hikaru. Otherwise, who cared who he was? So what if he was a Kage-level expert from the village? Did having fun not cost money? Did eating not cost money? Did drinking not cost money?!

One look at this hotel's scale and environment was enough to tell how expensive it was!!! Yet he had brought a bunch of prostitutes in here to fool around. If they had been ordinary girls, Hikaru probably would not have said anything. He might even have considered it a good thing. But a bunch of prostitutes... Damn it, wasn't that contaminating his private room?

"Cough, cough!!!" After Hikaru tore into him, Jiraiya immediately looked utterly awkward, his face