(Reader warning: this foolish author has portrayed Tsunade as somewhat of a yandere here, straying seriously from the core of her original characterization. However, due to length constraints, I can't change it. I'm truly sorry! Please read with caution!)
(A kowtow of apology to you all.)
Jiraiya had felt that something was off lately. Specifically, even though his body had fully recovered, Tsunade still wouldn't let him leave the house.
At first, Tsunade had convinced him by saying that traces of Black Zetsu's genjutsu still lingered in him. But more than half a month had passed. Surely the genjutsu should have vanished completely by now.
Although he was happy to be living with Tsunade like this, Big Brother Leaf Dragon's body was still in Black Zetsu's hands. Who knew what that sinister, cunning enemy might make Big Brother Leaf Dragon do?
If Black Zetsu made him ambush and kill Konoha Ninja out on missions, then even if they recovered Big Brother Leaf Dragon's body, he would never be able to live peacefully in the village again...
The thought of that possibility made Jiraiya restless. He wished he could go out immediately and search for traces of the enemy.
Still, there were indeed gaps in his combat capabilities, especially on the mental front when it came to resisting genjutsu.
At most, he could avoid making eye contact with enemies in the future to keep himself from being controlled. But besides sight, there were four other senses, and he had no way to shut those out entirely.
I need to think of another way. Or perhaps... I've already fully mastered Sage Mode. It's time to return to Mount Myōboku and continue studying senjutsu.
Whatever happens, I shouldn't be wasting time here anymore.
Jiraiya grew more anxious with each passing day. Though he