Naruto: Sasuke loves to visit forums

It's drizzling.

In the Amegakure Village, surrounding areas, and in the inland lake.

A turquoise green frog surfaced with its mouth open.

Then, a man's arm, which was completely inconsistent with the frog's body size, suddenly stretched out from its mouth.

The next second, it was like a magic show.

A tall adult man, completely ignoring the laws of space, crawled out of the tiny frog's mouth.

"Successful infiltration."

In the drizzle, Jiraiya raised his head and slowly looked at the lonely city on the lake in front of him.

The Gothic architectural complex looks particularly sad against the backdrop of the continuous rain.

"?"

At the same time, in the tallest tower to the west of the Rain Village.

Tendo Pain stood in front of the window on the top of the tower, his expression suddenly changed.

"what happened?"

Behind Tendo Pain, a slender, blue-haired woman with a cold face asked softly.

Both of them were wearing black robes with red auspicious clouds embroidered on them, symbolizing their identities as members of the Akatsuki organization.

“Someone blocked my rainwater.”

Tiandao Pain turned around, stared quietly at the rain outside the window, and said in a cold voice:

"This feeling of chakra.

"Very strong."

The art of Yuhu's freedom.

Tendo Pain, by injecting his chakra into the rain, can achieve comprehensive perception of the entire Rain Village.

In the village.

The pedestrians on the street walked slowly and leisurely.

It seems that we have already become accustomed to this continuous drizzle.

People either wear straw raincoats or hats.

Or wearing a leather raincoat or hooded cape.

Everyone walked slowly between the streets.

In the drizzle, the gray figures flowed quietly and orderly like a river.

Jiraiya was seen wearing a tan leather raincoat, walking quietly among the crowd, silently looking around at everything in the village.

It is worth noting that most of the street vendors have an origami craft with wings hanging at the door of their shops or under the eaves.

"I've kept you waiting for so long!"

In the snack bar, a capable shopkeeper placed a plate in front of Jiraiya.

"Ok.

"By the way, what is that thing?"

Jiraiya picked up the chopsticks, pointed at Origami in the distance, and began to collect his own information.

"Well?

"That's the angel!"

The shopkeeper smiled and said:

"Sir, are you a stranger?"

"OK!

“I’m a travel writer.”

Jiraiya introduced himself cheerfully:

“While traveling, I write about the local customs and cultures in my magazines.

"By the way, who is this angel you are talking about?"

"Oh, people say that if you place an origami of an angel in front of your store, it will bring good luck."

The shopkeeper answered with a smile.

"Angel"

Jiraiya put the food in front of him into his mouth and chewed it while silently savoring everything in the village.

The delicate appearance of the origami made him recall the blue-haired girl in his memory who also loved origami.

According to the report document from Kakuzu compiled by Uchiha Sasuke earlier - "Top Secret: Summary of Statements on the Akatsuki Organization-II".

It says that the former leader of the Hidden Rain Village, Hanzo of the Salamander, was killed by Pain, the leader of the Akatsuki organization three years ago.

Now, Pain has replaced Hanzo and become the new ruler of the Rain Village.

By this time, Jiraiya had almost finished the food in front of him.

He chose a free moment when no one was in the store, wiped his mouth and stood up.

He walked to the bar, paid the bill, and said in a casual manner:

"Speaking of which, the Hidden Rain Village.

“It’s such a quiet and peaceful place.”

"Yes."

The shopkeeper seemed very happy to hear the praise from the stranger. He took the money and responded with a smile:

"The reason why the war in the village has ceased is all thanks to Master Payne.

"Thank you so much, thank you so much"

As he spoke, the shop owner clasped his hands together devoutly and prayed silently for the god in his heart.

"Can you provide more information about this lord?"

Here, Jiraiya smiled and took out the paper and pen he had prepared, saying:

"The outside world is very curious about everything about the Hidden Rain Village.

"I think these contents will definitely make the magazine very popular~"

However, upon hearing this, the shop owner opposite suddenly looked wary.

He immediately put away his smile and said in a cold voice:

“No comment.

"If you have finished your meal, please leave immediately."

"Ah, I see."

Facing the other party's expulsion, Jiraiya was not annoyed at all.

He smiled slightly, quietly took out another stack of banknotes from his pocket, and whispered:

“The more precious the material, the more it is worth spending a lot of money on.

“Of course I understand this principle.

"What do you think?"

"!"

Looking at the money in Jiraiya's hand, a look of nervousness instantly appeared in the shopkeeper's eyes.

He swallowed and forced himself to look away, but did not answer Jiraiya's question.

Seeing this, Jiraiya thought to himself that something was going to happen, and he continued to speak:

“I just want to know some basic facts that everyone in the village knows.

"As time goes by, the information you know will be passed on sooner or later.

“Smart people should understand that the value of information will depreciate rapidly over time.

“The value of the first exclusive release is the greatest.

"What do you think?"

As he spoke, Jiraiya took out another stack of bills and shook them back and forth in his hands slowly.

"you"

Beads of sweat dripped down the shopkeeper's forehead. He looked around anxiously outside the house and asked nervously:

“Are you really a travel writer?”

"Of course, it will be replaced if it's fake."

Jiraiya casually threw two stacks of banknotes on the table, and large-denomination bills instantly scattered on the bar table.

Immediately afterwards, Jiraiya took out a thick stack of handwritten manuscripts from his arms and shook it in front of the other person to prove his identity as a writer.

At this moment, the shop owner had no mood to decipher the contents of the handwriting on the manuscript, wondering whether it was a travelogue or some kind of intimate paradise.

He was seen staring at the coins on the table, quickly estimating the total amount in his mind.

These banknotes must be at least over 100,000 taels.

This is the profit that you can only make if you run a store for a year!

Finally, the shop owner gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

He quickly stood up, went to put up the door of the store, and carefully hung up a "Closed" sign.

Then, he turned around and walked back into the dim room and collected all the money on the table.

Jiraiya saw the other party's actions and nodded with satisfaction.

The shopkeeper quickly counted the money, then took a deep breath and put it away.

Then he raised his head and motioned to Jiraiya to follow him to the back room.

In the small room, the shopkeeper felt his heart pounding, and started the transaction with a nervous look on his face:

"Tell me, what do you want to know?"

"Why are you so nervous?"

Obviously, there was no one in the store, and the passers-by outside never even glanced inside.

Jiraiya keenly felt that there might be something fishy about the store owner's overreaction.

“Legend has it that the rain in the village right now is caused by Pain-sama’s ninjutsu.

"As long as someone is caught in the rain, Lord Payne will be able to find out who is doing what and where."

The shopkeeper looked terrified and whispered:

“What’s worse, some people even believe that Lord Payne is everywhere and is watching us all the time!

"In this town, Lord Payne is like a god."

At this point, the shop owner's entire body began to tremble slightly.

He couldn't confirm which of these rumors was true.

But if the latter is true.

Then, my action today might bring me terrible fatal disaster.

Although the other party's reward was generous, it was indeed a real fortune.

"Don't worry, those are just deposits."

After noticing the store owner's nervousness, Jiraiya spoke in a relaxed tone, whispering:

"If your material satisfies me, I will give you a more generous reward."

"Um"

The shopkeeper nodded silently, taking deep breaths.

Now that you have chosen to agree to the other party, there is only one way to go.

He really, really needs this money.

On the other side, after hearing what the store owner said.

Jiraiya looked relaxed, but his inner thoughts became heavy.

So, am I now in the opponent's ninjutsu?

"So where can I meet him?"

Thinking of this, Jiraiya continued to ask:

“If we can interview you in person, that would be great.

"No matter what, being in the ninja world, the Hidden Rain Village will also need some positive external publicity, right?"

Jiraiya continued to ask with a smile.

"No, that is impossible."

However, in response to Jiraiya's statement, the shopkeeper shook his head and said flatly.

"why?"

Jiraiya looked stunned and asked.

“No one has ever seen Lord Payne in person.

"All we know is that he completely destroyed the Hidden Rain Village with his own strength and became a legend."

"That's right."

Jiraiya was slightly surprised, and his mood became even heavier.

Although, he had already learned in advance that Salamander Hanzo had been replaced by Akatsuki.

But in his previous expectation, it would definitely be an all-out battle between the two groups.

Now it seems that this so-called "Pain" is even stronger than he imagined.

Is it really you?

Nagato's pair of lavender Rinnegan once again appeared in Jiraiya's mind.

"So, you haven't seen Lord Payne's appearance with your own eyes either?"

Jiraiya continued to ask.

"No."

The shopkeeper shook his head silently and whispered:

“On weekdays, there are village festivals, speeches, orders, etc.

“Lord Payne, all orders are given through agents.

"That is it, Angel."

"That angel, is she a woman with blue hair?"

Jiraiya asked quickly.

"Well?"

The shopkeeper looked up at Jiraiya, nodded and said:

"good.

"It seems that you don't know everything."

The information from Kakuzu was completely confirmed at this moment.

Jiraiya's mood continued to sink.

On the other side, the shop owner saw Jiraiya's unhappy expression and thought that he was dissatisfied with the current materials.

Fearing that he would not receive the final payment, he quickly added:

“The truth is, no one really knows Lord Payne.

“Legend has it that he inherited the bloodline of the Wind Demon clan.

"There are also legends that, in fact, Lord Payne never existed."

As the other party's intelligence became increasingly outrageous, Jiraiya knew that he could no longer obtain any more valuable information from this ordinary person.

He nodded and was about to get up and leave, but he heard the shopkeeper suddenly remember something and said again:

".West, in the tallest tower in the west!"

"Well?"

Jiraiya paused and sat back down in his chair, watching the other man with interest.

“I have heard it quietly before.

"The ninjas who were drunk in the store once let something slip.

“Lord Payne, it may be in the high tower to the west.

"But I guess they can't be completely sure.

"It seems that those ninjas are just guessing."

"clear."

Jiraiya nodded, pretending to write it down on the paper, and then he looked up again and asked:

"So, is there any other news?

"Rumors are also OK!"

"No, no more"

The shopkeeper lowered his head nervously, not knowing how much more money he could get.

“Thank you very much for your material.”

On this side, Jiraiya took the information into his arms and nodded with satisfaction.

He took out a wad of banknotes again, gently placed them in the other person's hand, stood up and said quickly as usual:

"If the magazine publishes it, as is customary, we will mail you a copy as a token of our appreciation."

"No no no no!"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper waved his hands in fear and refused:

“It’s still not necessary!

"It's better not to let anyone know that I told you."

The shopkeeper swallowed nervously and carefully put the money in his pocket.

"Is that so? All right then."

When the shopkeeper looked up again, he was surprised to find that the so-called travel writer had disappeared in front of him.

To the west of the Rain Village, on top of a high tower, there is an open-air terrace.

Tendo Pain stood quietly in the rain, letting the rain fall on his hair and robe.

The water droplets gathered into several winding curves on his pale and smooth face.

There was a row of conspicuous black iron nails on both sides of his nose, on his lower lip, and on both ears.

"Xiaonan, after the rain stops, use your magic to find the intruder."

Tendo Pain said indifferently.

"give it to me."

Behind him, the blue-haired woman named Xiaonan nodded and answered quietly.

You-Zi-Chou-Shen-Zi-Si.

As Tendo Pain finished his hand seals, he suddenly put his two palms together.

The palm of the hand mixed with the sound of water made a crisp sound in the air.

"here we go."

Payne said coldly.

"Ah."

Xiaonan slowly raised his right hand and made the "Zi" seal.

The next second, that cold face was like paper, slowly peeling off layer by layer.

Then, the whole person turned into a square ball of paper, with densely packed paper floating and folding in the air.

Soon they turned into clusters of exquisite butterflies and flew away.

At the same time, Tendo Pain raised his hands and looked up at the sky quietly.

The rain gradually stopped.