A chance encounter at the bathhouse

In the original story, he had taught Chidori to Sasuke so easily, even though Sasuke hadn't been his student for very long...

Still, Chinatsu knew she couldn't rush things. Compared to Sasuke, she was still an "unknown quantity." It was already pretty generous of Kakashi to teach her so many jutsu.

I'll just build up his favor little by little.

Besides, Lightning Release: Black Panther was pretty good too. It packed quite a punch, and by copying it with her Sharingan, Chinatsu had instantly attained Kakashi's level of proficiency with the jutsu.

Feeling disappointed, Chinatsu waved goodbye to Kakashi. Without learning it from him personally, how was she supposed to use Chidori in front of people she knew in the future?

And so, with that modest gain, Chinatsu headed back toward the Uchiha Residence.

People in the streets were chatting as usual. Although this was a ninja village, not everyone was a ninja. Chinatsu really couldn't imagine what these gossiping older men and women had looked like as ninja in their youth.

Chinatsu had intended to head straight back to the Uchiha Residence, but a casual glance out of the corner of her eye revealed a bathhouse.

"A bathhouse in Konoha..."

Chinatsu blinked blankly. She suddenly felt the urge to go in for a soak. Although the Uchiha Residence had a much more luxurious bathing pool, the experience surely wouldn't be the same as visiting a public bathhouse.

Just as Chinatsu was hesitating over whether to go inside, she noticed someone loitering around outside the bathhouse.

It would have been one thing if it were a woman, but this person was a man... Chinatsu frowned slightly. A grown man hanging around outside a bathhouse-she didn't want to assume the worst, but that possibility was certainly likely.

Chinatsu walked up behind the loitering man. She had planned to tap him on the shoulder and ask what he was doing, but once she got close enough for a good look, she froze.

He... looks a little familiar, doesn't he?

That back... don't tell me it's "him"...

The corner of Chinatsu's mouth twitched slightly, and she reached out to pat his shoulder.

Chinatsu took a deep breath and raised one hand to pinch her throat lightly, lowering her pitch a little to imitate a man's voice. With her other hand, she tapped the man in front of her on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

"Important work!"

"What kind of important work?"

"Heh heh~ Can't you tell?"

Since it was a man's voice, he didn't even turn around. That made sense-all the reception staff at this bathhouse were women, so he had let his guard down. That was also why Chinatsu had deliberately altered her voice.

"Speaking of which, young man, want to join me? I happen to need a minor supporting character for my novel... Holy shit! A woman!!!" As he spoke, he turned his head slightly to look behind him. When he saw that the person standing there was a woman, he jolted in fright and nearly fell flat on his backside.

"Ahem, ahem. You really are a senior I can trust, but I'm not sure whether I should respect you." Chinatsu stood with one hand on her hip, staring speechlessly at the white-haired old man who had been about to peep into the women's baths.

Jiraiya.

One of the Konoha Sannin, and the Fourth Hokage's teacher. All three possessed Kage Level strength. If all the Sannin lived in Konoha, the other four villages wouldn't dare attack it.

But one of the Sannin had become a rogue ninja, one was involved in gambling, and one was involved in smut. Jiraiya, standing before her, was the "smut" member, and also the author of the erotic novel Icha Icha Paradise.

Lecherous! Incredibly lecherous!

Aside from that, his character was fine, but... being lecherous was already a pretty serious problem!

Chinatsu briefly imagined what would have happened if she hadn't hesitated earlier and had simply gone into the bathhouse, only for Jiraiya to peep on her.

Good grief! Her anger shot up in an instant.

Her Sharingan activated involuntarily. As her three-tomoe Sharingan fixed on Jiraiya, he had been about to offer an explanation, but the sight of those eyes made him pause.

"The Sharingan? You're one of the Uchiha's only two surviving orphans?" Jiraiya asked quickly, his curiosity piqued.

"Yes."

Chinatsu gave only a flat reply, while Jiraiya was brimming with interest in her.

Hiruzen Sarutobi had told him about Chinatsu in his letters, and he had returned specifically for her.

"You, become my apprentice!"

"No."

"..."

What a decisive answer!

Jiraiya was stunned. I'm one of the Sannin! She just rejected me? And that decisively?

There was no helping it. Although Chinatsu had liked Jiraiya quite a bit while watching the anime, and had even been moved to tears when he died, now that she was in the shoes of a "girl who had nearly been peeped on," she firmly crossed her arms to signal a pass!

"I'm one of the Sannin, you know! I can teach you powerful jutsu. Train with me, and becoming someone as strong as me won't just be a dream!"

"I can get stronger without training with you."

"Why are you so stubborn, girl? Sure, peeping was... sorry about that. But if I teach you, you'll progress much faster than you would training alone or learning from someone else. I can teach you some incredibly powerful jutsu!"

"Oh? Show me one, then."

Chinatsu's indifferent tone really got under Jiraiya's skin. At his age, this was the first time anyone had questioned his strength since he became one of the Sannin.

"Looks like you won't believe me unless I show you what I can really do. All right, watch closely!"

As Jiraiya spoke, he looked around, then took a deep breath and held out one palm.

His chakra flowed out of his body, spinning rapidly along irregular paths and compressing until it formed a plain-looking jutsu that was, in fact, one of the most versatile in the world of Naruto-the Rasengan!

"Well? This is the A-rank ninjutsu Rasengan, created by the Fourth Hokage. Not only is it powerful, it's also highly versatile. Impressive, right? If you become my apprentice, I'll teach you this..."

Before Jiraiya could finish, the rest of his words caught in his throat. Chinatsu had raised a palm before him with an indifferent expression, and hovering above it was a ball only a little smaller than his Rasengan.

Chinatsu: "Please, go on. I'm listening."

Jiraiya: I didn't think this through... that damned Sharingan!

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