Mount Myoboku.
"Great Toad Sage," Elder Fukasaku said, looking at the Great Toad Sage Gamamaru, who was slumped in his chair wearing a black horizontal hat with half-closed eyes. "The red-haired boy you mentioned has been brought here."
"..."
Hearing Fukasaku's words, Gamamaru slowly opened his eyes, then narrowed them again. In a hoarse voice, he said faintly, "He's finally here?"
"Tell him I'm not awake yet."
"As for the rest..."
"You take him to undergo the trials of Mount Myoboku."
Hearing Gamamaru's words, Fukasaku widened his large eyes and said, "What about the contract...?"
After all, the trials of Mount Myoboku were for sage training!
Those who could undergo the training usually had to sign a contract with Mount Myoboku. Jiraiya was like this, but due to his lack of talent, he had only achieved half-baked results so far.
That red-haired boy...
Was he meant to become Jiraiya's disciple?
Or perhaps his junior?
"Let him decide," Gamamaru sighed and said. "If there's nothing else, leave. I'm tired."
Now was not the time for him to meet the boy.
"Understood," Fukasaku nodded at Gamamaru's words. "Please rest, Great Sage. I will take my leave."
He then turned and hopped away.
As for Gamamaru...
Watching Fukasaku's retreating figure, he narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Is the time finally approaching?"
For now, he should just focus on sleeping peacefully.
The rest could be left to Fukasaku and the others.
...
Although this book was indeed written by that detestable brat in front of him, there was no denying it...
It was a good book!
Jiraiya sighed as he looked at the book in his hands, flipping through it with great interest. Just from reading a few pages, he felt a sudden clarity—so there were so many tricks to picking up girls!
A thought suddenly struck him...
Tsunade would never escape his grasp again.
Jiraiya's lips curled into a lecherous smile as he muttered, "I see, I see."
It seemed he had been too much of a simp before.
Otherwise...
With his handsome looks and strength comparable to the God of Shinobi, how could Tsunade not like him?
It made no sense!
Now he understood—what you can't have always feels more enticing.
So, the next time he returned, he would definitely tell Tsunade...
That Jiraiya...
Was the man she could never have!
However...
Beside him, Uzumaki Jun looked at Jiraiya's expression with a strange gaze. To make such a face while reading this kind of book—aside from the author of Make-Out Paradise, no one else could do it.
His imagination was truly too powerful.
Of course, Jun didn't know what Jiraiya was thinking at the moment.
If he had known, he would have looked at Jiraiya as if he were an idiot.
Did he really think Tsunade rejected him just because he was too much of a simp?
It was because compared to Dan, you were not only ugly but also perverted!
If you kept simping, there might still be a sliver of hope. But if you gave up...
Jiraiya would truly remain single forever!
After all...
If you're handsome, even just giving her a piece of candy would move her. But if you're ugly...
Aside from simping and relying on relentless persistence to win over the girl, there was no other way.
Though Jun didn't know what nonsense Jiraiya was imagining, he felt it was best not to disturb him. Let him dream on his own.
Perhaps...
Jiraiya could only fantasize now and in the future, with dreams being his sole comfort.
"Truly worthy of being one of the Three Great Sage Lands," Jun said, admiring the scenery around him. "So beautiful!"
After arriving at Mount Myoboku, he didn't rush to meet the Great Toad Sage. Instead, he wandered around. In the past, he had only glimpsed it in the anime.
Now that he saw it in person, it was even more stunning than in the anime.
"Beautiful, right?" Jiraiya said cheerfully. "This is one of the Three Great Sage Lands!"
As for the book...
He would save it for tonight to properly... critique.
Now wasn't the time for reading.
Then, with a complicated expression, he looked at Jun. To think this kid could write books now, and the books he wrote were...
Truly worthy of being the one who pioneered a new era for Uzushiogakure!
But...
The Toad Sage Jiraiya firmly believed that one day, he would become an even greater writer than this kid.
Even writing a book that surpassed The Art of Seduction!
"What's wrong?" Jun asked, seeing Jiraiya's complicated expression. He shuddered—had reading the book made him stupid?
"Nothing," Jiraiya snapped out of it and glanced at Mount Myoboku. "We should head to Elder Fukasaku now."
"Let's go!" Jun stretched lazily and nodded. "While there's still time, let's finish things quickly and leave."
He knew...
Just how disgusting the food in Mount Myoboku was.
So, he had no intention of staying here to eat bugs with a bunch of toads.
As for Mount Myoboku...
Jun looked at the surroundings, a mysterious smile playing on his lips as he murmured, "I'll be back."
This was a 5A-level scenic spot.
If Uzushiogakure could develop it in the future...
Tsk tsk!
Just thinking about it was amusing.
Ten thousand ryo for a ticket, plus another hundred thousand to experience the same sage training method as the God of Shinobi.
As for whether the training method was the same or if it would succeed...
Who knew about the God of Shinobi's affairs?
As the son-in-law of the Uzumaki Clan, Hashirama Senju would surely be happy to endorse Uzushiogakure's promotions.
Besides...
Everything he did was for the good of Mount Myoboku!
History had taught them that isolationism and detachment from the masses were unwise...
Huh?
You're toads?
So what? As long as you're intelligent beings, it's fine.
Moreover, with so many people attempting sage training, who knows—out of hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions, a few lucky ones might succeed?
Then Mount Myoboku would hit the jackpot.
What?
Not enough toad oil?
What does that have to do with Uzushiogakure?
We only sell tickets. We don't provide after-sales service or raw materials.
As Jun's mind wandered, plotting how to persuade Mount Myoboku to open up...
"Little Jiraiya is here," Shima said, looking at Jiraiya and then smiling at Jun. "Is this the boy the Great Sage mentioned?"
"Yes," Jiraiya nodded. "The current Daimyo of Uzushiogakure, Uzumaki Jun." He glanced around. "Where's Elder Fukasaku?"
Wasn't he supposed to wait here?
"The old man..." Just as Shima was about to say he had gone to the Great Toad Sage, she sensed something and smiled. "He's back."
Fukasaku walked slowly with his head lowered. He didn't understand why the Great Sage had treated that red-haired boy like this. Was there some secret?
After all...
The trials of Mount Myoboku were only for its inheritors. But this red-haired boy wasn't one yet. Worse, the Great Sage's attitude seemed to imply that whether he signed a contract or learned anything was entirely up to the boy.
Fukasaku couldn't figure it out...
What was so special about that red-haired kid that the Great Sage treated him this way?
And why did the Great Sage seem unwilling to meet him?
Could it be...
The Great Toad Sage had dreamed something again?
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