Akaba considered bathhouses sacred artistic sanctuaries where only seasoned perverts like Jiraiya and the Third would regularly frequent.
Who knew Orochimaru would show up today too? He was watching with great enthusiasm, not the least bit shy.
Has the sun risen from the west?
After observing silently for a short while, Akaba noticed both were completely absorbed, totally unaware someone had been spying on them.
What's wrong with these kids?
Sighing regretfully, Akaba walked toward them.
Footsteps grew closer. Orochimaru immediately sensed danger, twisted his body behind Jiraiya, then transformed into a snake and slithered into bushes at astonishing speed.
In contrast, Jiraiya wasn't that experienced.
Even after Orochimaru fled, he remained rooted to the spot, thoroughly enjoying the "research" without noticing anyone approaching from behind.
Akaba shook his head, unwilling to deal with this lecher, and turned to chase after Orochimaru instead.
Jiraiya peeking? That's called doing fieldwork!
Orochimaru was different though.
This guy rarely left his laboratory, let alone coming here for such activities. There must be something deeper going on.
Following sensory tracking clues, Akaba pursued him.
Orochimaru showed some cunning, using several snakes as decoys while he hid himself in a corner.
However,
The Uzumaki clan's sensory abilities worked exceptionally well.
Akaba approached, squatted down, and stared at one snake for quite some time. When concealment became impossible, Orochimaru awkwardly revealed himself, blushing slightly, scratching his head.
This stance was classic—a kid caught red-handed.
Thinking hard until his face reddened, he finally expressed confusion, "Can researching those things really lead to ninjutsu mastery like Rasengan?"
Seeing the updated explanation made Orochimaru fall into self-doubt.
He always worked meticulously—running countless trials, gathering data, and applying theoretical deductions to close every knowledge gap, often requiring hundreds or even thousands of experiments to perfect a single flaw.
But this Naruto supposedly conceived Rasengan training methods simply through Sexy Technique's... assets?
"Well, everyone interprets things differently. To some people, those particular assets really do lead to the invention of Rasengan."
Honestly speaking, Akaba didn't understand either.
Those 'assets' and Rasengan—this Rasengan cultivation method had baffled him even back in his original life.
"This mindset really escapes me. I hope the Fourth Hokage in your book didn't create Rasengan like this."
Orochimaru questioned his entire worldview.
If that's how it worked, this ninjutsu would be utterly unscientific!
"Certainly not. Actually, this technique..."
As Akaba spoke, he flipped his hand.
Chakra gathered, forming a blue spherical energy within seconds.
Orochimaru widened his eyes, then looked up incredulously at Akaba, asking shocked, "Could it be this cultivation method is actually—actually!"
"What are you talking about? Of course not."
Akaba rolled his eyes.
The way Rasengan training was portrayed in manga was just absurd—cultivating with various balls made it far too easy for others to discover. Therefore, they had no choice but to use Konohamaru's laughably simple training method instead.
Then, he explained the principle of the Rasengan.
This part was originally mentioned in the manga by Jiraiya, but to prevent this jutsu from becoming a dime-a-dozen technique, Akaba omitted it.
Orochimaru listened intently.
After hearing the theoretical explanation, he seemed visibly relaxed, as if his whole body had lightened. He murmured excitedly, "This is indeed an exquisite concept—controlling chakra to rotate and maintain form while producing waves. It's a Shape Transformation of chakra."
"That's right."
Talking with someone as sharp as Orochimaru was straightforward.
Without Akaba even mentioning Shape Transformation, Orochimaru had already reached his own conclusions.
More than that, he fell into thought. After pondering for several seconds, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, there was no Nature Transformation incorporated into your jutsu just now. Would its power be greater if you added Chakra Nature Transformation?"
"It would definitely have more power, but also significantly greater difficulty."
Akaba didn't deny it.
Later on, people became extremely creative with the Rasengan—different attributes and all sorts of variations. Compared to those, this version was still just an early prototype.
Orochimaru fell silent in deep thought.
At that moment, a scream suddenly erupted from inside the bathhouse: "Who is speaking out there?"
"Ah! Someone is peeking!"
"Again that idiot Jiraiya! I'll beat him up thoroughly!"
"Finish him off!"
These voices…
For a fleeting moment, Akaba suspected Tsunade might be among them. In fact, she wasn't; what burst out were a bunch of angry women.
Many of them were former kunoichi who hastily wrapped themselves in towels. Using Transformation Jutsu, they directly leaped over the walls and surrounded Jiraiya completely. Each one moved swiftly, pinning down Jiraiya and delivering a heavy beating without mercy.
Jiraiya wanted to escape using Earth Release, but there were simply too many people surrounding him—he didn't even have time to make hand seals.
He felt deeply wronged and shouted while enduring the punches: "I didn't say anything! What you heard definitely wasn't my voice! Akaba is here too!"
Right—where was Orochimaru?
Confused, he searched frantically through the storm of fists for any sign of Orochimaru.
However, where could Orochimaru possibly be?
A hundred paces away, behind some rocks, Akaba and Orochimaru emerged from underground.
Unquestionably, Earth Release was truly useful in situations like these.
Witnessing Jiraiya's merciless beating, both men let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they had escaped quickly enough. Otherwise, should they get caught, their lifelong reputations would've been ruined in an instant—not to mention suffering that brutal beating.
"Jiraiya still dares to peek around. Seems like he really enjoys getting intimate looks."
Orochimaru murmured somewhat sentimentally.
Happy?
What part of that looked like Jiraiya enjoying himself,
When he was being beaten violently by a group of middle-aged women disguised with Transformation Jutsu? Did he actually see through their disguises?
After hesitating briefly, Akaba decided to speak his mind: "I think he probably was trying to find you."
"Possibly."
Orochimaru froze for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.
The next second, he turned around and fled.
This place definitely wasn't safe anymore.
After fleeing further away, Orochimaru attempted to control his chakra while walking.
He was practicing the Rasengan, but without water spheres or balloons to guide him, mastering its control entirely on his own proved extremely difficult.
Even though Orochimaru was smart, he couldn't master the Rasengan in a short amount of time.
Orochimaru slipped away, and Akaba wasn't sticking around either—not after those furious young women started getting aggressive.
Akaba ducked his head and quietly left using an Earth Release technique.
Jiraiya really took a beating.
Luckily, they weren't hitting hard, and no one actually wanted to do real damage. So while he looked pretty rough afterward, he had zero internal injuries.
Still, he felt annoyed that Orochimaru had run off without saying anything.
Aren't teammates supposed to share each other's burdens?
What a bunch of phony teammates!
He was completely upset about it, not even noticing that Akaba had stopped by earlier.
"Hmph! Stupid Orochimaru, you missed out on all the best parts just by leaving early. Just wait—I'll definitely defeat you with the ninja techniques I've worked so hard to master!"
Jiraiya laughed proudly.
Sure, he got roughed up, but no big deal—this legendary genius had already cracked the Rasengan's secret.
He limped his way back toward the Hidden Leaf Village.
He'd been too busy reading manga and "researching" ninja techniques to remember the task given by Sage Fukasaku. He still needed to go talk with the Third.
Since Mount Myoboku had been forcibly advertised during their last encounter, both high and low within the mountain had developed a fondness for manga.
To figure out how they could trade with Konoha for money and more manga, Sage Fukasaku racked his brain, eventually coming up with a plan involving selling insects and toad oil.
Mount Myoboku didn't have much else to offer; naturally, the Toads themselves were non-negotiable and off-limits for trade.
Thus, only insect-based products and toad oil remained.
They could ask the Aburame clan about supplying insects and also try experimenting with insect cuisine.
As for the toad oil, its functions were numerous.
To expand sales, the toads hoped to open a shop in Konoha, staffed and managed by either Jiraiya or representatives from Mount Myoboku directly.
Of course,
For Akaba, this would merely mean a slight increase in income from manga sales provided by the toads.
That kind of money was like a drop in the ocean (jiu niu yi mao), barely noticeable.
Right now, what troubled him most wasn't money, but rather how he should respond if various awkward situations arose once he entered.
After thinking for a bit, Akaba clenched his teeth and walked inside.
Within the courtyard were not only Mito Uzumaki and Uzumaki Kyoyuki, but also many children from the Uzumaki clan gathered around, listening as Mito told stories of the Uzumaki family.
Spotting Akaba's arrival, Mito showed no surprise, simply pointing at a seat for him to bring over himself.
The kids stared at him strangely, yet Akaba remained completely calm.
So what if he used the Sexy Technique?
So what if he trained Rasengan in such an unusual way?
There was no need to react so strongly—it was clearly due to insufficient education.
Compared to others, Mito stayed the most composed.
With her extensive experience and deep understanding of ninjutsu—especially types requiring chakra control—once she saw the model and basic principles involved, she immediately understood how to replicate the technique.
Especially since there was Kurama.
In essence, the Rasengan bore resemblance to a miniature Tailed Beast Ball, with significant similarities between the two techniques.
Therefore, after reading the manga, Mito clearly understood why Akaba insisted on using such methods—it was all meant to disguise the real training method.
Akaba remained calm, showing no disdain toward the elder brother. Meanwhile, he committed their faces to memory one by one. Each and every one of them would end up in the Preparatory Division. When that day came, he'd make sure to stir things up for them—not out of revenge, but for the future of the Uzumaki clan!
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