Naruto: Konoha’s Trickster, Starting as the Seven-Tails Jinchūriki Chapter 142: Konoha's Vices – Gambling, Lust, and Drugs

"Poison? Since when did you start using poison, Kazuyama?"

Jiraiya also glanced at Kazuyama in surprise.

The latter simply responded with an eye roll.

"Co on, my sensei is Orochimaru. Isn't it only natural for to use poison?"

"The Three Sannin's vices are gambling, lust, and drugs."

"Lust is obviously you, Lord Jiraiya."

"My sensei, Orochimaru, represents drugs, and Lady Tsunade is gambling."

"Tsk tsk, you're not the Three Legendary Sannin—you're the Three Great Vices of Konoha…"

If there was one thing Kazuyama excelled at, it was definitely his mouth.

Every word he spoke was like a rusty sword coated with tetanus, stabbing deep into people's hearts.

It hurt, and it was poisonous!

Jiraiya's face darkened, while Minato covered his mouth, struggling to suppress his laughter.

I mustn't laugh! This is my sensei! I have to hold it in!

"Kazuyama, you've got it all wrong!" Jiraiya protested.

"Why am I labeled as 'lust'?"

Kazuyama shot him a knowing glance before calmly exposing Jiraiya's shaful past.

"Peeping at the won's bathhouse…"

"Even dragging the Third Hokage along with you…"

"He claid it was for research, but he was just peeping…"

"Not only that, you even wrote a book about it…"

"And do you know why Minato has blond hair? Because you're the very embodint of 'yellow' (黄)—as in lust, aren't you?"

"Hey, Lord Jiraiya… maybe it's ti you reflected on yourself."

Jiraiya's face grew redder and redder, but as Kazuyama finished, his expression suddenly returned to normal. He looked up slightly, sighing deeply.

"It's all for the sake of art…"

Kazuyama couldn't take it anymore and nearly kicked him.

Minato Namikaze, anwhile, fell into deep thought. My hair has always been yellow… Could this really have sothing to do with Jiraiya-sensei?

"I can't listen to this anymore."

"I'm releasing the poison. Jiraiya, Minato, cover ."

"Rember, as long as I'm inside, don't co near . If sothing happens, I won't be responsible."

With that, Kazuyama activated his Transparent Escape Technique and vanished.

As he moved, Jiraiya and Minato exchanged glances before swiftly advancing. Minato already had his kunai in hand, ready for battle.

"Jiraiya-sensei… did you really take Lord Third to peep at the won's bathhouse?" Minato suddenly asked hesitantly.

Jiraiya shot him an annoyed glare.

"Too bad for you, Minato. Last ti, I invited you to co along, but you flat-out refused."

"What's this? Having second thoughts now?"

Minato quickly shook his head, but his eyes flickered as if he was contemplating sothing.

What he was thinking, no one knew.

anwhile, Kazuyama had already made his way to the edge of the large pit he had observed earlier.

He crouched down—then jumped.

"Chōi, let's get started. I need a lot of paralytic powder."

"Rember, a lot!"

Chōi chuckled and, without a word, began using his chakra to condense Scale Powder.

Since the amount required this ti was imnse, the process took longer than usual.

anwhile, Jiraiya and Minato, stationed at the pit, were fully focused on their surroundings. They had been waiting for ten minutes.

Jiraiya's heart pounded as more and more Iwa ninja sped past in their direction.

"Damn it, Kazuyama, why aren't you done yet?"

Though Jiraiya and Minato remained well hidden, the Iwa group included sensor ninja.

As they advanced, a thin-looking ninja suddenly let out a quiet exclamation.

A swarm of bees had suddenly appeared around him. His eyes locked onto a distant tree branch.

"Soone's there! My bees sensed sothing!"

"In that tree!"

He raised his hand, pointing straight at Jiraiya's hiding spot.

Imdiately, several Iwa ninja drew their weapons and launched an attack toward the tree.

"Damn it, are those the Kamizuru Clan's bees?"

"Cut the crap, we have to fight!"

"Fire Release: Fla Bullet!"

Since he had already been discovered, Jiraiya didn't hesitate. He unleashed a fierce wave of fire at the oncoming enemies.

"It's a Konoha ninja!"

"That face—it's Jiraiya, one of the Konoha Sannin!"

"Hurry up and signal!"

The Kamizuru Clan ninja shouted the mont he recognized Jiraiya.

At the sa ti, he thrust his hands forward, and countless bees instantly whizzed out of his body.

"Damn it! These pesky bees are bringing back bad mories!"

"I'll give you sothing to rember!"

"Fire Release: Fire Dragon Fla Bullet!"

Jiraiya's face twitched slightly at the sight of the swarming bees. As he had said, they brought back bad mories.

Back when he was a child… well, forget it, better not to ntion those sad mories!

Fueled by irritation, he unleashed an even stronger Fire Release technique.

A wave of high-temperature flas instantly incinerated the bees, turning them to ash.

At the sa ti, the fire engulfed two Iwa ninja, reducing their team from four to two.

One unfortunate Kamizuru Clan mber had even been burned to death by his own bees.

"Damn it! My bees!"

"Too bad! The signal has been sent—reinforcents will be here soon!"

"Even if you are Jiraiya, one of the Sannin, you'll be crushed under the might of Iwagakure's forces!"

The Kamizuru Clan was Iwagakure's insect-user clan, as renowned as the Abura Clan.

But once a large number of their bees were destroyed, they lost their fangs and beca completely powerless.

"Hmph! If you want to kill , then co on—enough talk."

Jiraiya glanced at the two remaining enemies, his expression filled with disdain.

He had survived all kinds of battles. Even Hanzō of the Salamander had failed to kill him—why would he fear a few Iwagakure ninja?

Just as he was about to act, soone beat him to it.

In an instant, a figure with yellow hair appeared behind the Kamizuru ninja and decapitated him in a single strike.

The last surviving Iwa ninja turned to flee but was cut down just as swiftly.

"Jiraiya-sensei, this isn't good."

"We've been exposed."

Minato shook the blood off his kunai, his expression serious as he looked at his sensei.

Jiraiya nodded, anxiety flickering in his eyes.

"That brat Kazuyama… is it not over yet?"

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