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Uchiha Haru's actions had also stirred dissatisfaction within the Akatsuki leader, Pain. He wanted to seize the opportunity to engage in a worthy battle against Uchiha Haru himself. However, the masked man denied him this chance.

The reason was the same as before.

Now was not the time for a direct confrontation with Uchiha Haru.

There was no doubt Nagato was immensely powerful. With the Rinnegan, he could easily defeat any opponent—even Uchiha Haru was no exception. But defeating someone and killing them were two very different things.

It would be pointless to defeat but not finish the job.

Better not to act at all.

In this way, the original plan of cooperating with Haru remained intact in the masked man's mind.

In his heart, Haru was always a valuable chess piece—very likely to come in handy, and certainly not to be destroyed so easily.

So, under the masked man's advice, all Akatsuki members were forced to go into hiding, no longer appearing openly in the world.

The mission to capture the tailed beasts was also put on indefinite hold.

...

Morning dawned peacefully over the Hidden Mist Village.

Bright, warm sunlight pierced through the thick fog, scattering across the ground. Everything seemed alive and full of promise.

A middle-aged ninja with white hair stepped into the village. He wore a red robe, and his forehead protector bore no village symbol—only the word "Oil."

Jiraiya, officially one of Konoha's legendary Sannin alongside Tsunade and Orochimaru, had come.

After discovering some tension between the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, and Tsunade, Jiraiya had planned to visit the Hidden Mist Village to ask her about the specifics.

However, he hadn't left immediately.

After all, he had only just arrived in Konoha. Eyes watched from the shadows, and Hiruzen appeared frequently enough to prevent his departure.

Only after some time, when vigilance around him lessened, did Jiraiya slip away and travel to the Hidden Mist Village.

"Is this the Hidden Mist Village?" he muttered, chuckling.

"It's quite different from what I imagined."

Jiraiya observed the village with a casual amusement, as if nothing remarkable had happened here.

The Hidden Mist Village carried a notoriously dark reputation in the ninja world. Blood Mist Village, darkness, brutality—all these words were synonymous with it.

Though one of the Five Great Shinobi Countries, its strength was not impressive. It was arguably the weakest among the great villages.

If not for its isolation and distance from the mainland, it could easily have been swallowed by stronger neighbors.

And yet, now this village displayed a style not inferior to Konoha's.

Simply amazing.

As a writer in the ninja world, Jiraiya always enjoyed visiting customs halls wherever he went.

One reason was to gather information. Another was to find material for his books—especially for his work Intimate Paradise. Those familiar with his writings would understand.

And of course, it was also a personal hobby.

For a man who had been single and alone for over forty years, ever since his birth, such interests were not unusual.

After a general tour of the village, satisfied with the changes, Jiraiya entered the largest and most luxurious customs hall in the Hidden Mist Village and indulged himself.

It truly deserved to be the Water Kingdom's grand customs hall.

So white... well... so tender, so moist... not bad at all!

Enjoying the erotic services offered, Jiraiya's eyes sparkled with delight, and he was thoroughly pleased.

Still, he did not lose focus on his mission.

Why had he come to the Hidden Mist Village?

What was he most curious about?

Soon, he found his answer.

"Uchiha Haru, the head of the Police Department, is a remarkable person. You know, as soon as he arrived in the Hidden Mist Village..."

"Our Fifth Mizukage, Mei Terumi, is truly outstanding. She has only been in office for a year..."

"Lady Tsunade, heading the Medical Department, has unparalleled medical skills!"

"But what I care about most is how she keeps her figure. Not to mention men—even a woman like me can't help but take a second glance."

"Some say Tsunade-sama's broad-mindedness is a natural talent, something you cannot learn."

"But I don't buy it; that's too convenient..."

That was all.

Jiraiya had just started asking when the woman at the entertainment hall shared everything he wanted to know, chatting casually as if with an old friend.

He wanted to stay longer, to enjoy more.

But he couldn't.

After all, he had snuck away from Konoha this time and couldn't afford to be gone too long.

Important matters awaited him, so he could not delay.

With the woman in the entertainment hall urging him to return soon, Jiraiya left reluctantly, silently promising himself:

Next time, he would find enough time to enjoy himself properly.

This time, it was truly a pity...

After leaving the entertainment hall, Jiraiya made his way to the medical department where Tsunade was stationed.

The location was easy enough to find; all he had to do was ask the villagers, and they pointed him in the right direction without hesitation. Since the medical department served not only ninjas but ordinary villagers as well, Jiraiya found it simple to enter. People even guided him inside, showing him the way directly to where Tsunade was.

As the premier medical-nin of the Hidden Mist Village—and arguably the entire ninja world—Tsunade naturally attracted many patients. However, her schedule was packed, and it wasn't easy to get an audience with her.

Still, Jiraiya spent some money to secure his chance. After all, as the saying goes, money makes the world go round, and that was true everywhere.

When Jiraiya arrived, two others were already waiting for Tsunade's attention. One was a white-haired man accompanied by a young boy. The other sat in a wheelchair, looking pale and frail, the nature of his illness unknown.

Peering through the window, Jiraiya saw Tsunade and Shizune deep in discussion, while a large group of ninjas practiced medical ninjutsu nearby.

Seeing Tsunade after so long, Jiraiya couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Tsunade, long time no see. You're still the same as ever... and I'm getting old…"

Memories of their time training and completing missions together in Konoha surfaced vividly, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch into a slight smile.

"Are you a villager of the Hidden Mist Village? I've never seen you around," a man's voice said from beside him, snapping Jiraiya out of his reverie.

Turning, Jiraiya saw the middle-aged white-haired man he'd met earlier.

The man chuckled, "You're the head of the Kaguya clan, a big shot in this village. How could you care about us common folk?"

From the start, the man had recognized the identity of the Kaguya clan leader. His attire was unmistakable, though the man admitted he'd never seen it firsthand before; Asuma Sarutobi had described it to him, making it impossible to mistake.

However, the leader's question did not dispel his suspicions; if anything, it made him more alert. He instinctively moved to shield his son, Kimimaro, standing behind him.

"What's your name? Where do you live? Which family are you from?" the Kaguya clan leader asked bluntly.

Despite his status, the Kaguya clan leader's reputation in the Hidden Mist Village wasn't great. Even after joining forces with Uchiha Haru and Mei Terumi, his standing hadn't improved much. This wasn't due to any wrongdoing on his part but was more a reflection of his reputation. Villagers tended to avoid him out of fear.

Yet, the man in front of him seemed familiar and showed no fear. Ordinary villagers didn't wear forehead protectors openly, and this discrepancy heightened the leader's unease.

Jiraiya frowned slightly, realizing his answer might have inadvertently deepened the suspicion rather than alleviating it. He had come to see Tsunade, not cause trouble.

"I'm from the Hidden Mist Village. If you're asking me all these questions..." Jiraiya tried to stall, but he couldn't fabricate a believable lie on the spot.

Just as the Kaguya clan leader's expression darkened and he seemed about to take action, a voice interrupted.

"Is Kimimaro's condition improving?"

"Mr. Uchiha Haru!"

At the sound of this, Kimimaro immediately rushed out from behind his father and saluted respectfully.

All children idolize heroes, and Kimimaro was no exception. The Hidden Mist Village was abuzz with tales of Uchiha Haru's heroic deeds, naturally making him the object of admiration for many young ninjas and children.

The Kaguya clan leader also saluted Haru but didn't let down his guard against the suspicious stranger standing beside him.

Just as he considered reporting this oddity to Haru, he heard Haru say quietly to the stranger:

"So it's you… here to see Tsunade?"

Jiraiya was momentarily startled and confused, doubting if Haru was addressing him. It wasn't until Haru's gaze locked on him that Jiraiya realized he truly was.

"Yes, yes," Jiraiya replied, a thousand questions swirling in his mind.

"Tsunade is currently teaching medical ninjutsu to the Hidden Mist Village's ninja. It might take a while."

"Shall we step outside to talk?" Haru proposed.

Jiraiya came to check on Kimimaro's health but hadn't expected to meet Haru here. The encounter surprised him.

There weren't many people in Konoha that Haru took seriously, but Jiraiya was definitely one of them.

Jiraiya glanced back at Tsunade, who was busy teaching, then turned to Haru, hesitated briefly, and finally nodded in agreement.

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