Since the high-rise buildings in Konoha were built, ninjas who can fly over walls and climb over walls have developed the habit of sitting on the rooftops of high-rise buildings.

Jiraiya, who had committed meritorious deeds a few years ago and was finally able to come back, was assimilated by others and gradually started to take up this hobby.

Especially when I was sitting on the top floor of the building every time I was working on a manuscript, looking around endlessly at Konoha, which was much bigger and more prosperous than I had imagined. I didn't recognize it at first glance when I came back.

The inspiration for writing a book will surge in.

It's a pity that I didn't witness the development of Konoha bit by bit in those years.

At this moment, Jiraiya, who was sitting on the edge of the rooftop of the building, suddenly sighed.

Compared with today's rapid progress, he was undoubtedly more fascinated by the fundamentally earth-shaking changes in Konoha from old to new.

But who allowed himself to be the opposing party?

Looking at this peaceful and prosperous world now, I was really wrong.

"Big Toad Immortal, your prophecy is really killing people!"

Thinking of the big toad master in Mount Myoboku who was getting more and more sleepy and confused, Jiraiya, who had been deceived, couldn't help but shake his head.

Fortunately, everything was saved.

After spending many years away from home, Jiraiya deeply realized that only through loss can one learn to cherish. Now that Jiraiya has returned, he no longer enjoys wandering around the world as much as before.

Except for necessary tasks, he has spent most of his time in Konoha over the years.

As the best-selling author in the ninja world, he has no worries about food and clothing, drinking, drinking, and enjoying his life.

By the way, speaking of, the Intimate Paradise series has been serialized for six volumes.

The reason why Jiraiya is sitting on the rooftop now is to find inspiration for the seventh part, which is getting closer and closer to the submission date.

"It's a pity that boy Naruto doesn't want to ghostwrite anymore." Jiraiya said regretfully.

Many of the sixth part of "Intimate Heaven" was created by Naruto. Once it was sold, it won unanimous praise from the majority of men in the ninja world.

It can be said that if Naruto is willing, he can definitely become another best-selling author after himself.

It's just that such a good seedling doesn't have this ambition.

If Jiraiya hadn't used ninjutsu as a temptation, Naruto wouldn't have agreed to help ghostwrite the book back then, and he even showed off some seduction techniques that shocked him.

As soon as he recalled the scene at that time, Jiraiya felt a chill on his upper lip.

Nosebleed.

"It seems that I have been very angry recently."

Jiraiya muttered to himself, quickly wiped it in front of his nose, and continued to think about the most important new book at the moment, as if nothing had happened.

It is no longer possible to let Naruto ghostwrite again.

With Naruto's current strength, he has nothing to teach him.

You can only write it yourself.

Although there is inspiration, it still needs to be compared with the actual object.

My own writing has always topped the best-selling list in the ninja world, not only because of its good writing, but also because of its authenticity.

Every word and every sentence must be compared with reality to make people feel as if they are actually there.

This is the key to your success.

Therefore, for the sake of the good news for the vast number of readers in the ninja world, and in order not to lose his reputation as a great writer, Jiraiya decided that it was time to find the material himself!

So...

A quarter of an hour later.

"Ah~~~"

"Come quickly! There are gangsters!"

"Catch that stinker!"

"Auntie, let me stop!"

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The sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping suddenly sounded in a virgin bathhouse in Konoha.

Soon, amidst the screams and the ping-pong sounds of shouting and killing, a very embarrassed figure escaped from inside. With a few skillful turns, he threw the chasing army behind him far away.<

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"What bad luck!"

Looking back, he saw that there was no one behind him. Jiraiya, who had a bad start, stopped and said with a look of rejoicing.

He never expected that the protective power of women's bathhouses today would be so strong.

With the idea of ​​​​sacrifice for art, I was discovered before I saw anything.

If I hadn't applied oil to the soles of my feet quickly, I would have almost fallen there.

"The world is getting more and more difficult! The price of the next book must be increased."

Jiraiya, who risked his life to benefit the majority of male compatriots, made this decision with his heart still beating.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling him.

"Hey~~Isn't this a lecherous uncle? We haven't seen each other for just a few days, why do you look so confused?"

Jiraiya, who thought it was the female tyrannosaurs chasing after him, was about to run away. When he heard the words "lecherous uncle", he quickly reacted and stopped the foot he had just taken, then turned around and said:
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"I'm telling you, Maki, don't be like Naruto. You should call me Uncle Jiraiya."

"I didn't learn it from Naruto. After all, for someone who can write that kind of thing, it wouldn't be too much to add 'lustful' as a prefix." Maki Xiaoxiong walked up and said with his hands.

Jiraiya is helpless.

Looking at the daughter of his old friend who was wearing a green coat with the word "Gamble" in front of him, who looked exactly like Tsunade but had long black hair, he still wanted to save his image as much as possible: "That is art, do you understand art?"
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Zhenji said with a clear expression: "Is it the art of a lustful uncle? I understand."

Jiraiya's face collapsed, and he held on to his last hope and said earnestly: "Mahime, you can't look at people one-sidedly. Uncle Jiraiya, I have worked with your mother for many years, and she understands the real person behind my bohemian attitude.

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"Indeed, my mother also told me." Zhenji nodded.

Jiraiya's face immediately lit up: "Really? Sure enough! I just said I was"

"Mom said, let me stay away from you, the lecherous uncle." Before Jiraiya could finish, Maki revealed this ruthless fact.

Jiraiya: "."

In an instant, he only felt a bolt from the blue.

That’s not all.

Maki, who seemed to want to see her father's former love rival continue to change his face, then smiled and said: "By the way, lustful uncle, I heard that the publishing department of the country of Ninja is going to issue a new order recently, like you, lustful uncle."

The book will be banned and can no longer be published."

"What???"

It was about his own job. Jiraiya, who immediately recovered from his grief, his expression changed and he said in disbelief:

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"This is absolutely impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?"

"So many people in the ninja world like it."

"No matter how much I like it, it doesn't matter, I still have to block it."

"Still impossible!"

"I said, lustful uncle, don't be fooled."

"It's really impossible! You know that Hokage-sama likes my books so much, and he has only been away for a few years. It is impossible for his subordinates to go against his will, both overt and covert."

At the end of the day, the impatient Jiraiya simply threw out the biggest trump card that could protect him.

Maki was suddenly startled: "Hokage-sama? You mean the lecherous uncle."

"Of course he is your father, Maki." For this reason, Jiraiya no longer concealed it.

Zhenji's face condensed. She admired Yunting so much and firmly disagreed, "My father is not that kind of person."

"Maki, you're still young. You know, men are all like that."

"Impossible!"

"Possible."
To be continued...