Land of Hot Water.
Outside a women's bathhouse stood a middle-aged man with graying hair and stubble covering his face.
He was hunched by the window, peeking inside with a lecherous grin, looking every bit like a thief.
On his forehead, the word "Oil" was written in bold.
This man was none other than the "Yellow" of Konoha's "Drugs, Gambling, and Pornography" trio—the infamous Jiraiya.
"Hehehe, today's girls are really sexy!" Jiraiya's eyes lit up as he gazed at the scene before him, nearly drooling.
He sighed as he stared inside."As expected, only in places like this can I find inspiration for my new books!"
But just as Jiraiya was watching intently, a rough voice suddenly thundered behind him.
"You bastard, peeking at the women's bathhouse again!"
The instant Jiraiya heard that voice, his heart trembled. He quickly turned around—
Only to see a brawny woman charging at him angrily, broom in hand.
Jiraiya's eyes widened in panic. He tried to explain, but before he could utter a word—
BANG!
The broom came crashing down onto his head, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Ow!! That hurts!" Jiraiya yelped, clutching his head with gritted teeth. But before he could finish his complaint, the furious woman raised her broom again and gave him another round of beating.
Seeing this, Jiraiya dared not stay any longer. He bolted away in a hurry.
"Don't you run!" the woman shouted, chasing after him with the broom still swinging.
Flustered, Jiraiya ran while crying out, "Help! Somebody's trying to kill me!"
In no time, the entire street was thrown into chaos, bustling with noise and commotion.
"You old pervert, I'll beat you to death!" the auntie roared, veins bulging on her muscled arms as she brandished her broom. It was hard to believe that such muscles belonged to nothing more than a bathhouse cleaner.
"Auntie, I was wrong! I won't dare again!" Jiraiya cried, covering his head in desperation.
"You said that last time too!" she barked furiously, slamming the broom against his back.
Jiraiya winced from the pain and immediately picked up his pace.
After quite a while, Jiraiya finally managed to shake off the auntie. He sighed helplessly, shaking his head."Damn it… I'm one of Konoha's Legendary Sannin, yet I just got chased through the streets by an old lady with a broom. I really am falling on hard times…"
Gurgle.
Suddenly, his stomach growled loudly.
"Ah, I'm starving. I need to find some food first." Jiraiya rubbed his stomach and began searching around for a restaurant.
Before long, he arrived at a lively tavern filled with people.
He entered, took a seat, and ordered a bowl of ramen along with a cup of sake.
While waiting for his food, Jiraiya glanced at the bustling crowd around him and couldn't help but sigh."So this is the life of ordinary people. Plain and simple, yet filled with warmth and happiness…"
Before long, the ramen was served, and Jiraiya began eating contentedly.
But as he ate, the voices of a group of men nearby caught his attention. His chopsticks froze mid-air, and he instinctively turned to listen.
At a nearby table, several men were drinking and chatting.
One of them said with a grin, "Hey, have you guys heard? The Third Hokage of Konoha was kicked out by the villagers!"
Another man, startled, asked curiously, "Is that true? What happened to the Third Hokage? Why would he suddenly step down?"
The first man shrugged. "I heard it from a merchant who just came back from the Land of Fire yesterday. I don't know the details, but apparently the Third Hokage has already collapsed…"
Jiraiya's mouth twitched at those words. He muttered under his breath, "Could it be that the old man got caught peeking at the women's bathhouse, just like me?"
Thinking of this, Jiraiya smirked mischievously."Hehehe, that must be it! Otherwise, with the old man's prestige, how could the villagers possibly kick him out?"
Nodding thoughtfully, Jiraiya mused to himself,"Mm… yeah, that should be it. But wait—didn't the old man have that crystal ball? Why didn't he just use that to watch instead of going in person? Could it be that seeing it with your own eyes is more exciting?"
At that thought, Jiraiya suddenly felt enlightened."Of course! No matter how vivid the image inside a crystal ball is, it can never compare to the thrill of being there in person…"
Thinking of the crystal ball brought Jiraiya back to memories from decades ago.
Back then, Jiraiya had always coveted the crystal ball in Sarutobi Hiruzen's possession, yearning to claim it for himself. Yet every time he asked his teacher for it, he was firmly rejected.
Hiruzen always told him that the crystal ball was an essential tool for maintaining Konoha's peace and stability, not a toy for satisfying personal desires.
Jiraiya had believed him—until one day, he suddenly barged into the Hokage's office.
There, he discovered the Third Hokage staring intently at the crystal ball, completely immersed, so much so that he didn't even notice Jiraiya entering.
When Jiraiya finally caught a glimpse of what was inside the crystal ball, his worldview collapsed in an instant. He never imagined that his highly respected teacher would be that kind of person!
The venerable Hokage, admired by all, was secretly using the crystal ball to peek into the women's bathhouse—doing exactly what Jiraiya had always wanted to do, but had never been able to!
Without hesitation, Jiraiya had stood beside his teacher and joined him in enjoying the mesmerizing scene within the crystal ball. Both master and disciple drooled side by side, intoxicated by the sight.
By the time Hiruzen finally realized Jiraiya was there, it was already too late. To keep him quiet, Hiruzen had no choice but to lend Jiraiya the crystal ball.
And so, Jiraiya happily brought the crystal ball home. For a time, he locked himself in his room every day, completely addicted to its temptations.
It was during this period that inspiration struck him—leading him to write a book that would bring happiness to countless lonely men: "Make-Out Paradise."
Packed with everything an otaku could dream of, "Make-Out Paradise" was vivid, colorful, and irresistibly engaging. To Jiraiya's surprise, the book caused an explosive sensation upon release, its sales skyrocketing and making it a bestseller.
Thus, Jiraiya's name spread far and wide. Beyond his identity as a ninja, he also gained recognition as a highly respected author.
Thinking back on all this, Jiraiya chuckled bitterly and sighed."Teacher… how old does a man have to be before he's no longer a pervert?"
Jiraiya was now convinced. His teacher must have been caught using the crystal ball to spy on the women's bathhouse. Once the villagers accidentally discovered it, it caused a huge scandal, forcing him to step down…
After all, only a handful of people in the village knew about the Third Hokage's peeping hobby. Now that the secret was out, his reputation was ruined in his twilight years, leaving him no choice but to retire.
"Looks like it's time to head back to the village…" Jiraiya muttered.
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