New Soul (Naruto Various! x Reader)

Ch. 59: Long Time No See: Jiraiya Returns!

Your POV

"Hey. Perv, you awake?" Naruto crouches down behind the unconscious Ebisu. "One way to find out."

"Oh no, Naruto. Don't tell me you're gonna do—" I got interrupted.

"What choice do I have y/n? How are we gonna get back to training when the closet pervert is out cold?" He puts both his index fingers together, getting ready to stick them in there. "Hidden Finger Jutsu..." He pokes his butt. "1,000 Years of Death!" But nothing happened, he did not even flinch. "Man, he's totally out of it. Some trainer, he's pathetic."

I look at his hands disgusted. "You will remember to wash your hands before you eat anything."

Ignoring me, he focuses on the most perverted man alive. "Okay frog man, what was that all about? Who do you think you are, anyway?"

The toad he's sitting on recoils its sticky tongue back in its wide mouth.

The old man flips his wild hair and introduces himself. "I'm glad you asked. I'm the Hermit of Mount Myoboku. The wise and immortal spirit. That's right! It is I, the Toad Mountain Sage!" He poses with a grin.

Naruto blinks in puzzlement. "What? Toad Sage?"

"Exactly." The toad poofs away causing the toad Sannin to leap off and land on his feet.

"Well, listen, you pervy sage! What are you gonna do about this? This guy is supposed to be training me, and you laid him out flatter than a bath mat!" Naru exclaimed looking back at the fallen man next to him.

"Well, he shouldn't have interfered with my research."

"Your research?"

Jiraiya reaches into his shirt, fishing out something. "You see, I'm a novelist. I am a writer of great books, like this!" He takes out the orange mini, erotic novel: Make Out Paradise.

Naruto blinks again while I just deadpan look at him. I remember Mr. Kaka giggled to himself when reading that small book, once a pervert always a pervert.

"What?! You wrote that?!" Wide eyed, he points at the pocket book.

The old guy smiles big. "Yes! I see you know it." He chortles proudly, sneaking a glance at his creation.

"Uh huh, him and every other pervert in this village." I muttered.

"You call that pervy trash a novel?!" Naruto shouted. "Research, yeah right. Just an excuse for you to peek at girls in the bath house."

Right away, the loud ruckus inside the bath house reaches our ears as the ladies all run away screaming.

The old pervert is crying out in dismay. "Look at what you've done! You ruined my peeking, I mean my research!"

"Dirty old man." Naru criticized him.

I shake my head in disappointment. "For shame."

He runs up to us, shaking his tightened fist. "You little— There's nothing dirty about it. I happen to be a serious artist who's inspired by youth and beauty, that's all! And—"

"Yeah, whatever. Like anyone believes that." Naru interrupted him.

"I don't." I added.

"Who cares anyway? What about my training?" He questioned.

Jiraiya blinks, "Hm? Your training? You mean the Walking on Water Technique you both were having so much trouble with?"

"You can do it? Okay, then it's up to you to teach it to us. You at least owe us that." He demanded, pointing at him.