The Shimura Actually Has Ice Release

Crouching by the wall, peeking through a crack into the bathhouse, Jiraiya was completely unaware that the kids from earlier had spotted him again. He was still busy enjoying the "big thunders" inside.

"If I'm not mistaken, that looks like a bathhouse, right?" Asuma asked uncertainly, following the direction Obito was pointing toward Jiraiya.

"It should be," Kakashi replied, finally wiping the coconut water off his face. "That guy's the same pervert from earlier, right? They called him Jiraiya. Supposedly one of the Legendary Sannin. It's written in the textbooks."

Clearly, Kakashi had a much better memory than Obito—not only did he accurately name the man, but he also stated his title.

"So it really is him?" Asuma looked like everything had just clicked after hearing the name.

He'd heard his old man mention Jiraiya several times, and had even met him a few times as a kid.

So this is how the Legendary Sannin behave?

Asuma, who had heard about Jiraiya's character from Hiruzen before, finally believed the rumors after seeing it for himself.

What's up with the current Konoha Police Force? How could they let this guy loose?

Only Takeshi was still calmly sipping coconut water, reflecting to himself,

What's going on with this village? I'm in deep thought.

"It really is him. Damn it, that guy actually dared to break out of jail!"

Hearing the exchange between Kakashi and Asuma, Obito—once again fired up with righteousness—rushed forward without hesitation, completely disregarding the fact that Jiraiya was one of the Sannin. To him, Jiraiya was nothing but a perverted prison-breaker.

"Take this, you damn peeper!"

With a few quick steps, Obito closed in behind Jiraiya and kicked out hard.

"Why does that voice sound familiar?"

Hearing Obito's furious shout, Jiraiya turned around, confused, and casually caught Obito by the leg, flinging him away once again.

"Ah! There's a pervert!"

"Quick, run!"

"Where's the pervert?!"

Obito's shout had drawn the attention of the women inside the bathhouse. Upon hearing there was a peeping tom outside the wall, they panicked—some even forgot their toiletries, and a few didn't have time to wrap up in towels as they bolted for the exit.

Only one blonde figure gracefully grabbed a towel, wrapped it around herself in one smooth motion, and headed against the crowd. As she moved forward, she asked people where the pervert was.

"You bastard!"

Hearing the chaotic splashing from inside, Jiraiya realized his 'research mission' had once again gone up in smoke. He glared angrily at the group approaching him and immediately spotted Takeshi at the back, coconut water in hand and looking like he was enjoying the show.

"You guys just won't quit, huh? Damn it, if it weren't for..."

Noticing that the Hokage's son was among the group, Jiraiya's momentum instantly deflated. Remembering that his release had been done in secret, he didn't want to cause any more trouble. He immediately prepared to escape with the Body Flicker Technique.

"That voice... It really is you, Jiraiya!"

Tsunade's voice rang out from behind the wall, catching Jiraiya's attention.

"That voice—damn!"

Turning toward the sound, all Jiraiya saw was a wall. Instantly sensing danger, he realized it was too late to escape.

A pale, slender fist broke through the wall and shot straight for Jiraiya's collar, giving him no chance to dodge.

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, the entire bathhouse wall collapsed. Tsunade's full-powered punch came crashing down on Jiraiya, and he was forced to cross his arms to block it.

Feeling the earth shake beneath him, Takeshi hurriedly formed an ice wall to shield them from the aftershock.

Crack! Crack!

The ominous sound of the wall fracturing echoed around them. Watching the spreading cracks, it was hard to imagine what kind of devastating blow Jiraiya had just endured.

Wait a sec... someone's missing—oh crap, Obito!

Glancing at Kakashi and Asuma beside him, Takeshi suddenly remembered that Obito had been flung off somewhere by Jiraiya and hadn't been seen since.

Hope he's not dead… and Jiraiya too, maybe.

That kind of monstrous punch—within the entire village of Konoha, there's probably only one person capable of doing that.

Takeshi pictured that towering figure in his mind. Seeing two of the three Sannin in one day—he wasn't sure whether to call it good luck or bad.

Once the shockwave had fully dissipated and the area was deemed safe, Takeshi dismissed the nearly shattered ice wall and started assessing the scene.

Cough, cough...

The moment the ice wall vanished, a wave of dust blew straight at them. Takeshi coughed violently, raising an arm to shield his mouth and nose, squinting as he scanned for Jiraiya and Obito.

"Prepare yourself, Jiraiya!"

He didn't see Jiraiya, but a certain tough blonde woman wrapped in a bath towel was right in front of him.

"Holy crap, it's Sexy Tsunade!"

The towel couldn't even contain her thunderous assets, which swayed freely before their eyes.

I'm still just a kid... but please, more of this.

As much as they wanted to keep admiring the view, the look of pure murder on Tsunade's face quickly silenced them all.

After a brief search, they finally found Jiraiya—embedded into the kitchen wall of a yakiniku restaurant at the far end of the street.

Smashed through five walls by Tsunade's punch, his chest was caved in and his breathing was barely audible.

Tsunade, who'd initially planned to hit him a few more times, dropped her aggression the moment she saw him like that. She immediately knelt down, preparing to administer healing.

But Jiraiya coughed up a mouthful of old blood—right onto her face.

Feeling the warm blood trickle down her cheeks, the once-fierce Tsunade visibly trembled. Her pupils contracted, eyes wide with shock, and cold sweat began to bead across her brow.

Damn it, at this rate...

As a medical ninja, Tsunade knew that if Jiraiya didn't receive treatment soon, there was a very high chance he would die within minutes.

"I'll do it."

Seeing Tsunade's expression, Takeshi immediately realized she was having a bout of hemophobia. Without saying another word, he began using medical ninjutsu to stabilize Jiraiya's injuries.

"Medical ninjutsu, huh..."

There was no time to marvel at how such a young child could use medical ninjutsu. Tsunade quickly turned her head, trying to suppress her emotions.

With Takeshi's abilities, of course, he couldn't heal Jiraiya completely. All he could do was try to keep him from dying.

"Move aside, make way!"

Fortunately, after several minutes of emergency treatment, a group of people in medical ninja uniforms pushed through the crowd and rushed in.

"Alright, leave it to us now."

One of the medical ninjas, seeing Takeshi helping to stabilize Jiraiya's condition, patted him on the shoulder to signal that he would be taking over.

"The injuries are very serious—more than five ribs are broken. He needs to be rushed to the hospital immediately."

After a brief examination of Jiraiya's condition, the medical team came to a grim conclusion.

"I'll go with you."

Tsunade, who had already wiped the blood from her face, returned to the scene.

"Who are you? Don't just say—"

The medical ninja instinctively started to snap back, but then he caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar face.

"Tsunade-sama?!"

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