Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Kagura was seen twitching her fingers at Jiraiya, gesturing for him to come closer. Although Jiraiya didn't know what she wanted to do, he still obediently came closer.

Kagura whispered a few words in Jiraiya's ear, and when Jiraiya straightened up, the light in his eyes was completely different from before.

He looked at Orochimaru. Orochimaru looked at the way Jiraiya looked at him and raised his eyebrows unconsciously. He always felt that there was a strange light in Jiraiya's eyes.

Kagura got up and went to the studio to read for a few minutes. When she came out, she had a few more notebooks in her hands.

She stuffed those notebooks into Jiraiya's arms and said to him: "It's Jiraiya that you think so badly of me. You know, these are my masterpieces handed down from generation to generation. They were originally prepared for you when you grow up." It’s for you, and it’s not too late to give it to you now.”

Why did you suddenly give it to Jiraiya? The painting style changed too quickly. Did you promise to seek justice?

That being said, Orochimaru always felt that this was their deal, and he seemed to be the one being sold.

Jiraiya was holding those notebooks with a somewhat worried look on his face. He tentatively asked Kagura, "Sister, this one won't be like that one, right?"

Which one?

Which one is that?

Kagura thought about it and suddenly understood which book he was referring to, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Waving her hand at Jiraiya, she laughed and said: "How old were you then? You were a little kid and could only watch serious brotherhood. How old are you now, by the way..."

Kagura and Jiraiya stood shoulder to shoulder, their heads, one white and one black, close together.

"Jiraiya, it's time for you to write the Little Emperor's Book. If you don't take the time to practice writing now, how can you become a god in one move in the future?"

Jiraiya frowned, puzzled, "I'm a ninja and a serious inspirational writer. Do I want to write that kind of thing?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk~" Kagura curled her lips and shook her head, patting Jiraiya's shoulder earnestly, with a tone that sounded like someone who had experienced it before, "You don't understand this, I'm telling you quietly, that thing makes money!"

Jiraiya: Make money?

"There are many people," Kagura nodded at Jiraiya's eyebrows, "On the surface, they look serious, but in private..."

She moved her finger from her eyebrows to her chest and poked at her heart. She raised one corner of her mouth and smiled like a goblin, "He's just an old pervert."

Do you need to be more explicit about what you like to watch?

Jiraiya understands this very well.

Wait, does Kagura mean that he is Lao Se Pi?

Kagura didn't give him a chance to speak. She patted the notebook that Jiraiya was holding and said, "I'll just give you these notebooks as a reference."

Jiraiya was confused at first, and then suddenly realized.

He lowered his head and glanced at the cover of the notebook in his arms. Well, the picture was stunning and the title was also exciting. This time he was not fooled.

He turned around and showed a harmless smile to Orochimaru. He scratched the back of his head and said stumblingly: "Well... Orochimaru, I think you should try it no matter what you do, like cross-dressing. This is also a very rare experience, and it can play a big role in your journey to become a master of women's clothing. You must know that not everyone has the opportunity to perform in public..."

Such clumsy rhetoric...

Orochimaru looked at Jiraiya with a smile and asked him: "So Jiraiya, for these books, you sold me, right?"

Jiraiya:! ! !

Is it so obvious?

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Orochimaru has Jiraiya who is more positive than him, and Madara also has Izuna who is more positive than him.

Izuna is different from Jiraiya. He is actually very complicated and contradictory.

On the one hand, he felt that it was really shameful and humiliating to ask a grown man to dance cutely, and even his uncle and aunt couldn't bear it.

But on the other hand, he has had a desire to see his brother dance for many years. How nice would it be for a beautiful person like his brother to put on women's clothes and dance?

No one can refuse the dance performed by the beautiful man Uchiha Madara, right?

I can’t watch it, I really want to watch it, I can’t watch it, I really want to watch it…

In the head, there are two little figures, one black and one white, fighting with their hair pulled out.

Ever since the moment she knew Madara lost the bet, Izuna couldn't calm down and looked forward to the day of the thank you event every day.

Seven days, what a long wait.

He once ran to ask Kagura why it took seven days so long.

Unexpectedly, Kagura rolled her eyes at him and said: "What do you know, Izuna? There are so many people who want to see Nissan dance. The longer I make them wait, the longer they will stay in Konoha. Every extra day will cost them more." After a day of consumption, there are so many items that can be spent on the New Shopping Street, are you still worried that he will have nothing to spend money on?"

Izuna gave a thumbs up to Kagura and praised sincerely: "You are such a scary woman. Tobirama is really lucky not to be eaten by you."

(Tobirama: I rely on my ability, okay? Also, I enjoy it^_^)

Now, Izuna is particularly afraid that Madara will go back on his word and let his wish to feast his eyes on everything come to nothing.

Therefore, he has been hanging around Madara these days, making some insinuations.

"Nissan, are you really going to dance at the acknowledgment event?"

Madara crossed his arms and closed his eyes, not wanting to answer.

"Nissan, there's no need to feel embarrassed if Hashirama is with you."

Thinking of Hashirama, Madara's mood was slightly better than before.

Isn't this a routine operation to use someone to support you when you die?

"Nissan, will you wear a red dress with high slits, high heels, and heavy makeup?"

Madara opened his eyes suddenly and looked at Izuna in confusion. He couldn't understand why his Oudou had such dangerous thoughts?

"Nissan, can you dance a pas de deux with Hashirama, you dressed as a woman and he dressed as a man?"

Madara: ...I don’t know what to say, but this scene...

"Nissan, it's better not to give up. Just wear a kimono and let Kagura choose the most beautiful one for you. How about doing a fan dance in a kimono? Nissan will look as good-looking as his mother in a kimono."

Kimono...how can I wear such soft clothes with such a tough body?

Ah, why should he follow his brother's words?

Madara glared at Izuna, only to find that Izuna was thinking very seriously about the clothes he would wear on the day of the event. But, what was that excited and expectant light on his face?

What about the one who said he felt unfair for himself?

He obviously wants to see himself dancing dressed as a woman, right?

Izuna, who didn't notice anything wrong at all, came up with a new idea, and held Madara's arm happily, "Nisan, how about wearing a sailor suit? Kagura has drawn it in her notebook, and she looks young and cute. When the time comes, she will wear Nisan's Part your hair into two ponytails on the left and right, just like our Joruri..."

As he talked, after feeling Madara's cold gaze, Izuna finally realized something was wrong and gradually stopped laughing.

Madara snorted and lightly tapped the back of Izuna's head.

"You and Kagura are in the same group!" He concluded decisively.

Quan Nai, on the other hand, has no face to refute. In a sense, he is.