The Shimura Actually Has Ice Release

"Sigh, that doesn't make sense... judging by the technique, it should've been the larger one. Why would it be the smaller one..."

Not long after Jiraiya approached the bathhouse with a lecherous grin, a graceful figure emerged from the nearby casino, wearing a deeply frustrated expression.

"Damn it... the commission I worked so hard for is all gone again. This isn't even enough for a proper drink..."

Looking at the few coins left in her pocket, Tsunade sighed. Instead of reflecting on herself, she remained bitter about the earlier gambling round.

"I should've followed their bets! If I had, there's no way I'd have lost like that!"

Stopping in front of the bathhouse entrance, Tsunade, full of irritation, decided to use her remaining change to buy a ticket and soak in the bath, to wash off her bad luck.

...

"You didn't see it, but with my seamless teamwork with Takeshi, I gave that shameless peeping pervert the beating of his life!"

Elsewhere, Obito, Kakashi, Takeshi, and Asuma were walking together, heading in this direction from the far end of the street.

Kakashi: So... what about me and Guy?

Watching Obito brag shamelessly, Kakashi couldn't be bothered to respond. He quietly focused on the sword techniques left to him by his father.

"Really? I didn't expect a peeping tom to show up at a time like this. So, what happened in the end?"

Asuma asked, his face full of curiosity. Always eager to accomplish something big, he now felt a bit regretful.

Why hadn't he run into this kind of thing earlier in the day? It would've been a good chance to show the old man what he was capable of.

Wait, what was he doing earlier today again?

Oh right—he had been out shopping for gifts with Kurenai. 

"Well, of course, we handed the scumbag over to the main Konoha Police Force. By now, that white-haired pervert is probably already munching on prison food."

Obito glanced at the clock hanging in a nearby shop and speculated.

"White-haired... pervert?"

Hearing this description, Asuma fell into thought.

That sounded familiar.

Where had he heard of someone like that before?

He felt a strange sense of familiarity as he tried to recall the person.

"That coconut water looks pretty good. I'm gonna check it out."

Obito didn't notice Asuma's reaction and, with glowing eyes, turned his attention to a nearby stall.

Coconuts from the Land of Fire had long since sold out this season. If you wanted to enjoy fresh coconut juice now, it had to be imported from the Land of Waves or Kumogakure.

...

Takeshi wasn't joining in on the chatter. He was mentally reviewing the battle from earlier.

Senbon created with Water Release and those made with Ice Release both had their pros and cons.

If you wanted a stealthy attack, Water Release was still more suitable.

As for the Ice Pillar Technique used later—if he had channeled more chakra into it, he might have prevented Jiraiya from having the chance to form hand seals.

No... that wouldn't have worked either.

With Jiraiya's level, even if he were frozen into a block of ice, he probably still wouldn't have been completely restrained.

Maybe he really did need to think about developing an ice-type Gundam...

...

"Hey, Takeshi, catch!"

Just as Takeshi was lost in thoughts of how to build a Gundam, Obito grinned stupidly and handed him a large coconut with a straw poking out.

What the hell? How was there such a huge coconut in this season?

Curious, Takeshi instinctively accepted the coconut from Obito's hand.

"Hehe, thanks to you today! Go on, give it a try. I asked around—this one's imported from the Land of Lightning. Super juicy, and the flesh is really thick too!"

Seeing Takeshi take the coconut, Obito pulled out a skewer of grilled octopus from a neighboring stall and started munching.

"Hmm? Why are you holding your hand out like that?"

Before Obito could take more than two bites, he noticed Kakashi staring at him with a resentful expression, his right hand glistening and outstretched.

"What. About. Me?"

Looking at Takeshi sipping coconut juice, Kakashi—who had also been unfairly dragged into this whole mess—stared at Obito and asked, enunciating each word.

"Hmph, when did I say I was getting you one? Geez."

Obito slapped Kakashi's hand away and made a face, ignoring him.

Kakashi's fist clenched.

That was the last straw.

His slapped-away hand curled into a tight fist and slammed directly into Obito's head.

"Ow! Damn you, Kakashi! Why'd you hit me?!"

Obito clutched his head and squatted down.

Still unsatisfied, Kakashi gave him another punch.

"You idiot! If it weren't for you, do you think today would've turned out the way it did?!"

"That's two punches! That's it, I'm taking you down!"

Tsk tsk tsk

Holding his coconut water, Takeshi moved beside Asuma, watching the exchange between Obito and Kakashi while sipping his drink.

...

Once Obito had chased Kakashi around and tired himself out, squatting on the ground panting for breath, Asuma finally stepped forward as the peacemaker.

"Alright, alright, you two, cut it out. I'll treat everyone later. Let's go get some barbecue, sound good? Oh, and Obito—could you tell me what that peeping guy looked like?"

"I think someone told me his name was... what was it again?"

Hearing Asuma's question, Obito began working his brain, trying to recall the name.

Unfortunately, with Obito's memory, recalling something from just that morning was a bit of a tall order.

Still, he did remember Jiraiya's appearance quite well—after all, the guy had "taken care" of him pretty thoroughly. His head still hurt from it.

Wait... was the headache from Jiraiya's beating or from Kakashi's punches?

"Uh... hmm... oh! Right! That guy had spiky white hair like a hedgehog, dressed really plainly, and had two red marks on his face. Wore a creepy grin all the time... yeah! He looks just like that guy!"

As Asuma continued waiting for a description, Obito pushed aside the headache and did his best to conjure up adjectives to describe Jiraiya. After all, the guy was offering him barbecue—this deserved at least some effort.

Just as Obito struggled to describe him properly and looked around in frustration, his eyes suddenly landed on a certain figure—and he froze.

Following the direction Obito pointed, Takeshi suddenly sprayed coconut juice out of his mouth with a loud "PFFT!"

It splashed all over Kakashi, who hadn't managed to dodge in time.

Damn it, Obito... that's not someone who looks like him—it's literally the same person!

Didn't they say the Uchiha Police Force enforced justice impartially?

How the hell did a peeping tom this blatant get released the same night?

You guys are seriously dropping the ball here!

"..."

Soaked in coconut juice, Kakashi silently pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his face.

He never imagined that Obito would express his thanks in such a bizarre, roundabout way.

Obito had bought the coconut for Takeshi.

Takeshi had sprayed Kakashi with it.

So in a way, Obito had "thanked" Kakashi too.

Yeah... yeah, let's go with that.

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