Jiraiya's House
Ever since Hiruzen Sarutobi relinquished his authority, Jiraiya had let his true nature run completely free.
Without his teacher, Hiruzen Sarutobi, constantly keeping him in check, Jiraiya's greatest pleasure was gathering material and writing at set times every day.
But that morning, Tsunade had caught him during his usual research as she passed by, and he had come within a hair's breadth of taking one of her Monster Strength punches.
So, for the sake of his own survival, Jiraiya was now wondering whether he should take his art around the world once Orochimaru's inauguration ceremony ended tomorrow.
After all, art knew no borders. Since some people in Konoha disliked his art, he would bring it to people who appreciated it instead.
The moment Jiraiya thought of the countless bathhouses beyond the village, and all the young women with big ** and long legs inside them, hot blood involuntarily streamed from his nose.
Jiraiya hurriedly wiped away the blood, then glanced around suspiciously. Fortunately, he was in his own home. If anyone had caught him, it would have been terrible for his image.
Jiraiya had truly fallen in love with this carefree daily life. Thinking back to when Hiruzen Sarutobi ruled Konoha, when every day had been nothing but missions, he could not help sighing. "Orochimaru really is the better Hokage!"
Then Jiraiya remembered that Orochimaru's inauguration ceremony was tomorrow, and that he would have to get up early to attend. He decided to turn in early tonight.
He closed the masterpiece he was writing and went to bed.
After Jiraiya left, the bright moonlight streaming through the window clearly illuminated the title of his new book: Icha Icha Paradise.
Uchiha Clan Compound
Clan Ancestral Shrine
Inside the shrine, Uchiha Fugaku stood solemnly before the memorial tablets of