Giving In, Completely Giving Up

Jiraiya pressed close to a gap in the bathhouse, his eyes wide as he searched in vain for Tsunade. Rather than losing patience, he grew even more engrossed.

How could a flat little girl compare to a full, mature beauty?

Twist, twist, twist.

With his butt sticking out and swaying from side to side, Jiraiya drooled all over the ground as he muttered nonstop, "Yes, yes, just like that... a little closer, a little closer."

Chishima Chiba could only shake his head at such shameless words. Unable to resist, he stepped forward and patted Jiraiya on the shoulder.

"Looks good?"

"Looks good!" Jiraiya answered reflexively, only realizing what was happening two or three seconds later.

Goosebumps instantly covered his body. Jiraiya whipped around and pressed his back against the bathhouse wall, looking terrified and embarrassed as he shut his eyes and shook his head furiously. "I didn't see anything! I saw nothing!"

"Is that so?"

Tsunade's icy voice rang out. Jiraiya suddenly opened his eyes, only to see not anything else, but a delicate, slender fist with distinct knuckles.

The fist looked beautiful and frail, but when it landed on Jiraiya's face, it erupted with a monstrous force utterly disproportionate to its owner's age.

Bang!

The force snapped Jiraiya's head backward. Not only did his left eye instantly turn black and blue, but the back of his head also slammed into the bathhouse wall with a loud thud.

Still not satisfied, Tsunade raised her fair, tender leg wrapped in Ninja Mesh Stockings and kicked Jiraiya in the stomach, pinning his entire body against the wall with tremendous force.

Jiraiya was in too much pain to speak and had no strength to resist. He slowly slid down from the wall, sitting on the ground with his head tilted to one side, looking utterly dazed.

Tsunade did not strike again, but Chishima Chiba had no intention of letting Jiraiya off. If he had not known Jiraiya's lecherous nature beforehand, who knew how many times Tsunade would have been exposed.

When it came to a peeping tom—especially one spying on his Tsunade—Chishima Chiba simply could not tolerate it.

He grabbed Jiraiya by the collar and lifted him with a slight tug, then dragged him toward the darkness.

When Chishima Chiba had first caught Jiraiya in the act, he had not intended to make a scene. Leaving aside whether it would cause a disturbance, Jiraiya's age alone could help him evade part of the responsibility.

But how could that be acceptable?

A brat like this had to be dealt with privately. It was quick, effective, and spared him the trouble of softhearted people taking pity on Jiraiya and stepping in to stop Chishima Chiba.

As he continued dragging Jiraiya along, the latter finally came to his senses. "Chishima Chiba, what are you doing? Let go of me! Let go!"

"You little hooligan, shut up!"

Before Chishima Chiba could say anything, Tsunade cooperatively stepped in and punched Jiraiya on the forehead. "Behave yourself, or I'll cripple you later!"

Tsunade's Little Face looked fierce, and her words were even fiercer, but Chishima Chiba knew she was only trying to scare Jiraiya. If she were truly asked to strike to kill, she would have trouble doing it.

Jiraiya immediately behaved himself. He stopped struggling, though inwardly he cursed Chishima Chiba from head to toe.

But Chishima Chiba did not care about that level of silent grumbling.

Dragging Jiraiya into an alley, Chishima Chiba casually tossed him aside. Before Jiraiya even hit the ground, Chishima Chiba formed Hand Seals.

Demonic Illusion: Hell Viewing Technique!

Chakra surged within his body, rushing through his meridians and acupoints before immediately acting on Jiraiya, disrupting his mind.

In an instant, the Genjutsu dredged up the things Jiraiya feared most and least wanted to see. His expression turned terrified, and the moment he landed, he did nothing but open his mouth and let out a miserable scream.

Naturally, Chishima Chiba would not let Jiraiya scream aloud. A Sealing Formula lit up at his fingertips as he stepped forward and jabbed Jiraiya in the throat.

Jiraiya's scream ended before it could even begin. He could only scramble into the corner, his body shaking like a leaf.

"Bleurgh..."

Jiraiya had not been scared out of his wits, but after a long string of ragged breaths, his eyes rolled back and he fainted. Clearly, his mental endurance had reached its limit.

"Chiba, he isn't dead, is he?" Tsunade was briefly worried. She tiptoed over, lifted Jiraiya's eyelid, and only relaxed after taking a look.

At the same time, Chishima Chiba answered, "It was only a lesson for Jiraiya. Why would I kill him?"

Tsunade stood up and nodded solemnly. "He does need a lesson, or he won't remember. By the way, Chiba, what do we do next?"

"After teaching him a lesson, naturally we have to make it stick. Otherwise, he won't change."

Chishima Chiba gave a wicked smile, picked up the unconscious Jiraiya, and vanished with Tsunade after several leaps toward the end of the street.

Soon, the two arrived at their secret base, which had been converted into a simple training ground.

Without another word, Chishima Chiba found some rope and tied Jiraiya up like a dumpling before hanging him upside down from a tree.

Forming Hand Seals, Chishima Chiba used a D-rank Water Release Ninjutsu. He suddenly spat, spraying Jiraiya awake.

"Don't come over! Don't come over!!!"

The instant Jiraiya opened his eyes, he let out a shrill scream. But neither Chishima Chiba nor Tsunade felt the slightest sympathy.

Jiraiya was the same age as them. Though his actions were undeniably childish, he was not ignorant of everything. He was old enough to bear responsibility for what he had done.

Chishima Chiba walked up to Jiraiya, who hung upside down from the tree, and gently pushed him. Jiraiya swayed back and forth, left and right, like a swing.

"Awake?"

"Chishima Chiba, I'm not done with you!" Once Jiraiya saw Chishima Chiba, the fear in his heart faded, and he began shouting wildly. "Put me down! I want to fight you one-on-one! Come on, one-on-one!"

"I already subdued you, so why would I fight you one-on-one? Aren't you taking yourself a little too seriously?"

Chishima Chiba punched Jiraiya in the stomach. "Did the women's bathhouse look good?"

Glancing at Tsunade standing nearby, Jiraiya answered stubbornly, "Why should I tell you?"

"Then I have no choice." Chishima Chiba bent down and picked up a twig from the ground. "Since you're so tough, I'll have to soften you up a little."

As he spoke, Chishima Chiba pinched his nose and used the twig to flick the wooden sandal off Jiraiya's foot, then lightly brushed the tip across his sole.

"Ha, hahaha..." Jiraiya laughed loudly, wriggling back and forth like a silkworm cocoon. "Chishima Chiba... you're playing dirty, you... hahaha!"

"Still haven't realized your mistake?" Chishima Chiba intensified his efforts, moving the twig faster across Jiraiya's sole.

Meanwhile, Tsunade covered her mouth and giggled, turning her head away because she did not want to watch.

Tickling was just too cruel...

"Ha, hahaha... I realize my mistake! I was wrong..."

Hearing that, Chishima Chiba stopped and gave Jiraiya a moment to catch his breath before asking teasingly, "What did you do wrong?"

"I shouldn't have peeped into the women's bathhouse..."

He had recognized his mistake, but only halfway.

Chishima Chiba shook his head and suddenly asked, "Were those big sisters pretty?"

"Uh..." Jiraiya froze. Scenes from the women's bathhouse surfaced in his mind, making his face flush.

"Heh. Just looking at you, I can tell you haven't truly recognized your mistake."

Chishima Chiba sneered and moved the twig again. Jiraiya burst into laughter once more, tears mixed with his laughter as he looked utterly miserable.

After about a minute, Chishima Chiba stopped. "Have you recognized your mistake?"

"I... I have..." Jiraiya had laughed until he no longer had any strength in his body, and he now feared Chishima Chiba somewhat.

"Tell me."

"I shouldn't have peeped into the women's bathhouse..."

"Will you dare do it again?"

"I won't..."

"Mm, not bad." Chishima Chiba nodded, then moved his hand and began tickling Jiraiya's sole again with the twig.

"Ha, hahaha... I admitted I was wrong! I won't do it again... hahaha, stop tickling me... I really was wrong!"

"No, you still haven't recognized your real mistake." Chishima Chiba refused to let up, but did not spell it out, leaving Jiraiya to figure it out himself.

Jiraiya actually understood in his heart, but he simply did not want to admit it. Once he said it aloud, Chishima Chiba might let him go immediately, but the stirrings in his heart would truly come to an end.

Jiraiya held out stubbornly, while Chishima Chiba patiently let him laugh for a while, rest for a while, then laugh again.

"Ha, hahaha..." After quite some time, Jiraiya's laughter had weakened considerably, but he still refused to give in.

"Tsunade, I'm tired. Take over for me."

"Okay!" Tsunade was eager to try. "You rest first. Let me teach this little hooligan a lesson."

Their conversation fell on Jiraiya's ears. He blankly raised his head with all his strength, his gaze settling on Tsunade's face.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have had improper thoughts..."

Like a defeated rooster, Jiraiya's spirit had been completely drained.

At the same time, Chishima Chiba curled his lips into a smile and casually tossed the twig onto the ground.

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