"Jiraiya, do you think I look good?"
Orochimaru turned his head and looked at Jiraiya's lecherous expression, then chuckled in anger.
Jiraiya, still lost in the thought of "Why is Madam's chest so flat?", snapped back to reality. When he met Orochimaru's icy gaze, his legs went weak. He slipped and fell into the hot spring.
"Oh my god! Orochimaru, how could it be you!"
Jiraiya flailed a few times, choking on water, his nose still bleeding, making a ridiculous sight.
Orochimaru sneered, "What? Does Jiraiya, the successor of Mount Myōboku, now police people's hot spring baths?"
Jiraiya glared at Orochimaru, then looked at Orochimaru's boneless body. He pointed at him in horror and stammered, "You... you've been soaking in here all along?"
Jiraiya still couldn't quite believe it. How could Orochimaru have changed so much in just a few years? It was like he had undergone a complete transformation.
"What? Is there a problem, Jiraiya-kun?"
Orochimaru licked his lips with his tongue, a cold glint in his golden eyes.
This pervert had actually peeked at him! How could he tolerate this?!
"Uh... this... this is a misunderstanding! It's definitely a misunderstanding! Orochimaru, let me explain!"
Jiraiya, seeing Orochimaru adopt a combat stance, was startled and quickly reached out to restrain him.
Orochimaru stared intently at Jiraiya and said coldly, "Give me an explanation, speak!"
"Uh... this..."
Jiraiya initially wanted to blame Lin Yu entirely, suggesting that Lin Yu had instigated him to do this.
But then Jiraiya reconsidered: No, it was him who chose the person, him who asked Lin Yu for a solution, and him who insisted on getting a massage!
Jiraiya felt something was amiss but couldn't pinpoint it. The entire initiative had been his own, with no involvement from others.
Looking at it this way, he, Jiraiya, really did seem like a pervert!
No, no! There must be something I overlooked! Jiraiya racked his brain, trying to recall everything that happened today. But a smooth sensation from his palm caught his attention, and he couldn't help but squeeze it a couple of times...
Jiraiya swore to heaven! This was purely a man's instinctive reaction. How could he possibly feel that way about Orochimaru...
Seeing Jiraiya stammering for a long time without saying a word, the killing intent in Orochimaru's golden eyes grew stronger. However, he wasn't overly angry. They were just two grown men.
Soaking in the hot spring together was one thing, peeking... well, he'd just teach Jiraiya a simple lesson.
Just as Orochimaru was about to speak and administer a minor punishment, a large hand suddenly covered his chest. A searing heat washed over him, causing Orochimaru to freeze.
Then, a powerful surge of killing intent erupted from Orochimaru. He felt... that the hot hand had actually squeezed his chest a couple of times, as if testing its feel!
Jiraiya, you damn scoundrel! How dare you tease me, Orochimaru! Do you really think I wouldn't kill you?!
The moment he squeezed twice, Jiraiya had already retreated. He also felt the killing intent radiating from Orochimaru!
He couldn't explain himself now! It was all thanks to that damnable subconscious reaction!
"Orochimaru, wait! Let me explain!"
"Explanation? Do you want to squeeze me a couple more times?!"
Orochimaru's killing intent was unstoppable. He said, "Jiraiya, you have insulted me. We are irreconcilable!"
"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!"
Orochimaru, still shirtless, formed hand seals. A fierce whirlwind erupted from his mouth, carrying hot spring water and rushing towards Jiraiya.
"Orochimaru, you're serious!"
The distance was too close for Jiraiya to perform any jutsu. He could only use a "Water Release" to dive into the hot spring and evade Orochimaru's attack.
With Jiraiya no longer blocking him, the water vortex slammed directly into the private room, destroying a large portion of it with a roar. Several cracks appeared in the walls.
Orochimaru, in the hot spring, frowned. No one blocking him? Was this idiot Jiraiya really acting on his own to peek at me?
Before Orochimaru could think further, his feet were grabbed. Those sly hands then locked onto his waist.
Splash!
"Hoo!"
Jiraiya emerged from the water, his hands locked around Orochimaru, preventing him from using any more ninjutsu.
This was Konoha, after all, and broken items had to be paid for! Jiraiya wasn't exactly wealthy, so why was Orochimaru being so wasteful!
Orochimaru said coldly, "Jiraiya, let go!"
"No way! If I let go, you'll beat me up! I'm not that stupid!"
Jiraiya held Orochimaru's arms around his waist, and his feet below the water also locked onto Orochimaru.
This situation could only be described with one idiom: manhandling!
Orochimaru struggled for a while but found that his strength was insufficient to break free. In just a few years, this idiot Jiraiya had also become considerably stronger.
Orochimaru felt the heat and broad chest behind him, and a strange feeling arose within him. He quickly shook his head, discarding the bizarre thought.
Compared to Orochimaru's composure, Jiraiya was a bit less at ease. Feeling the beauty... er, Orochimaru struggling in his embrace, even though he ultimately failed to break free, let's not forget that Orochimaru was still naked.
The smooth skin bumped against Jiraiya's chest. Even though Jiraiya knew it was Orochimaru, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, given the awkwardness of their pose!
"Jiraiya, aren't you going to let go?!"
"If you don't hit me, I'll let go!"
"Alright! I won't hit you!"
"Swear it!"
The coldness in Orochimaru's pupils intensified. He chuckled charmingly, "Hehehe! I swear, I, Orochimaru, will never hit you, Jiraiya!"
Jiraiya breathed a sigh of relief and, with a hint of "reluctance," loosened his grip on Orochimaru. He then said with a hearty laugh, "That's more like it! It was all a misunderstanding. We're clear..."
Before he could finish speaking, a fist magnified infinitely in Jiraiya's eyes.
**Bang!**
With a crackling sound, a human-shaped pit appeared on the wall of the private room. It was quite deep; they probably wouldn't be able to patch it up.
Orochimaru picked up a bathrobe from beside the hot spring and put it on. He paused as he passed the pit and said in a voice as cold as the netherworld, "This matter isn't over. You wait for me, Jiraiya!"
In a private room several rooms away, a long-legged manager wiped sweat from her forehead and said to Lin Yu, who was calmly drinking tea nearby, "Boss, shouldn't we go take a look?"
Lin Yu said reassuringly, "Don't rush. Let's go over after it's quiet."
The manager asked in confusion, "Why?"
"Because the person who shows up last only needs to clean up the mess, not waste any words!"
The manager looked bewildered. Wouldn't that just lead to more damage?
Lin Yu sensed for a moment and said, "It's almost over. Go, tell them to pay up. Ten times the actual price! Don't worry, they're wealthy, so make sure to squeeze them hard!"
The manager broke out in a sweat: The boss is the boss. I just wonder if I'll get beaten up.