Jiraiya felt a little dejected. After all, he had once trained the three of them.
"Konan, back then I had to protect Konoha, otherwise it would have caused even greater chaos. Now that Danzo is already dead, can't you forgive me?"
Konan's face was expressionless, "What a joke. Just because Danzo is dead, does that erase the hatred?"
"Danzo was doing Sarutobi Hiruzen's dirty work. For the things of that year, he also bears suspicion."
Jiraiya said urgently, "No, that matter was Danzo's own decision. The old man, he didn't—"
"Enough!", Konan shouted.
"I don't want to hear Jiraiya-sama say these things. Let's talk business instead."
Kakuzu looked amused. He hadn't expected Konan to really be Jiraiya's disciple.
Jiraiya sighed, then his expression grew serious, "Then, I have come specifically representing Konoha to have an audience with Monk Senku."
Konan stretched out her hand, "Go ahead."
Actually, Konan didn't have that deep of hatred toward Jiraiya. After all, back then Jiraiya had trained the three of them.
But Jiraiya was too bound by principle. The things he upheld, and the road Konan and Nagato chose, had already become completely different.
Rather than dragging it out and keeping ties, it was better to cut clean and be strangers from now on.
Times had changed. Now, aside from focusing on finding the Child of Prophecy, Jiraiya spent his time drinking, whoring, and peeping.
Truly not someone one could admire.
Here, Jiraiya saluted Monk Senku, "I greet Monk Senku."
Seeing Senku's completely white beard and brows, Jiraiya figured he was much older than himself, so he was very respectful.
Senku looked Jiraiya up and down, shook his head slightly, "Lust clouds wisdom. Benefactor, you should restrain yourself."
Jiraiya felt a bit awkward.
But he laughed it off, "No problem, no problem."
"Monk Senku, last time you extracted a tailed beast without harming the jinchuriki."
"Could the same be done this time with this tailed beast?"
Senku shook his head slightly, "This time, the beast is extremely powerful. It requires choosing a 'Confiner' in advance and setting the confinement technique."
Jiraiya already knew Senku's jinchuriki were actually these so-called Confiners.
So he asked, "What requirements does a Confiner need?"
Senku's gaze was calm and unwavering, "An adult with firm will."
Jiraiya asked curiously, "Doesn't it need someone with strong life force or huge chakra?"
"The Confiner should be able to gain energy from the beast to supplement themselves, not consume themselves to suppress the beast."
Senku's words were the ideal jinchuriki state, though in reality not all jinchuriki could achieve that.
This involved sealing arts, sealing methods, the personality of the tailed beast, and many other factors.
The Nine-Tails had always been sealed by the Uzumaki clan. That was because only their strong life force could withstand such powerful chakra.
But in truth, as long as the sealing technique was strong enough, as long as the host was a normal person, they could be sealed.
These insights came from Rengoku, who in the last two and a half years fused the Uzumaki clan's and the Shrine Maiden line's sealing techniques.
He pushed the art forward and reached new understanding.
The reason he dared to say this was because in this world, he was the strongest sealing master.
Jiraiya had traveled many places, but he didn't understand much about Senku's fabricated Far East.
Senku's origins were mysterious, but his battle record was real. Jinchuriki were practically toys in his hands.
Jiraiya couldn't help but fall into the pit, inevitably trusting authority.
He believed Senku's words directly.
"Then what does choosing the confinement technique mean?", Jiraiya asked the key question.
As is well known, the type of sealing technique decisively affects whether a tailed beast can be suppressed.
Senku fingered the prayer beads at his neck, "The confinement technique determines your later ability to utilize this beast."
"With my confinement technique, you would be completely unable to use the beast."
"So you can use your own confinement technique instead."
Jiraiya asked in surprise, "Master, you even know our ninja world's sealing arts?"
Senku pointed into the air. Instantly, a Four Symbols Seal pattern appeared in the void.
Jiraiya's eyes nearly popped out.
He wasn't shocked Senku could form a seal in midair; what shocked him was that he actually knew the Four Symbols Seal.
And his mastery was even higher than Minato's or Kushina's.
"Master, how do you know the Four Symbols Seal?"
Senku said, "Years ago, passing through a village, I exchanged with a certain benefactor there."
Jiraiya asked, "Where is this village?"
Senku shook his head slightly, "The people of that village were refugees who built it after their country's destruction. They don't wish to be disturbed."
Hearing this, Jiraiya asked no further.
Back when the Uzumaki Nation was destroyed, many Uzumaki fled across the ninja world. So it was normal if some founded a hidden village.
"With the Four Symbols Seal as confinement, it is enough to suppress that beast called the Nine-Tails."
Jiraiya had considered this issue before, but hadn't expected Senku to even know the Four Symbols Seal.
That wasn't just a surprise, it was a damn big surprise.
"I don't know what reward Monk Senku would require to help us change the Confiner?"
Senku intoned a Buddha name, "A monk does not require such things."
Jiraiya blinked, confused, just then, Konan's voice came.
"Jiraiya-sama, although Monk Senku does not need it, our Akatsuki organization does."
Jiraiya was stunned, so it still came down to Konan, "What does your Akatsuki want?"
Kakuzu was also curious. He wanted to know how much Konan would ask for.
Konan extended a hand, spreading five pale fingers, the nail polish she once wore now all gone.
"Fifty billion."
Konan's opening was a bombshell, both Jiraiya and Kakuzu gasped.
Kakuzu looked at Konan with eyes that now carried a trace of worship.
She really dared to ask.
Right now, an Asuma was worth only thirty million, and Uchiha Rengoku, the clan head, was just two hundred million.
That would take over a thousand Asuma heads, or more than two hundred Rengoku heads.
But the problem was, there weren't even that many people in the whole ninja world.
Jiraiya's expression turned dark, "Konan, impossible. That's far too much."
Konan said indifferently, "The Nine-Tails isn't like the other tailed beasts."
"If Sarutobi Hiruzen doesn't want to give up power over Konoha, he must pay the price."
"Whether you're willing to pay or not, that's your business."
"The price is the price. Monk Senku has the ability, and it's worth this price."
"In his younger years, Sarutobi Hiruzen let so many people bully Naruto, all to raise him into his dog, didn't he?"
"Too bad, the Uchiha ruined that."
"Now, Naruto's teacher as Nine-Tails jinchuriki is Uchiha Itachi."
"Before long, the Nine-Tails jinchuriki will completely side with the Uchiha."
"I'm waiting for Sarutobi Hiruzen to be driven off the stage in disgrace."
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