How Kurama Leads Naruto Astray

Fujikaze Yukie gently leaned close to Naruto's ear, her warm breath and soft whisper touching his mind: 

"Little brother, I want to tell you, don't trust women too easily."

With a sharp hiss, purple mist sprayed from the delicate pendant. 

As Naruto screamed, covering his eyes and collapsing to the ground, Fujikaze Yukie's seductive expression instantly vanished, replaced by a look of disdain: 

"Of course, you're just a brat. Not only are you stupid, but you're also a pervert. Someone like you will never be liked by anyone."

After speaking, Fujikaze Yukie ignored Naruto, still lying on the ground, and walked straight towards the exit of the bar.

However, just as she turned to leave, her gaze fell on the bar's entrance, and her disdain instantly disappeared. A look of shock and confusion took over her face. 

Naruto was leaning against the bar's door, casually sipping from a cup of milk. When Fujikaze Yukie looked at him, he slowly spoke: 

"Kurama once said: The prettier the woman, the more likely she's lying." 

A confident smile appeared on his face: 

"Your acting and tricks are pretty good, but compared to Kurama, who can think on the spot, you're too naive. I can see through Kurama's tricks, let alone yours."

"Girl, trying to fool me? You're two thousand years too early!" 

Fujikaze Yukie stood there in a daze, instinctively looking back at the screaming Naruto. But when she looked, she realized the one lying on the ground wasn't Naruto, but a plain wooden barrel.

In other words, the brat had seen through her act from the start. Not only did he not expose her, but he also secretly played along and let the scene play out. And the most important thing? She didn't even notice? 

She was stunned. She, a famous star, had actually been outdone by a brat in acting! 

She couldn't accept it! 

"Brat! You can insult my intelligence, even knock me out and carry me away, but you can NEVER insult my acting! You're dead!" 

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Meanwhile, Sasuke and Sandayu's group arrived at the hotel where Jiraiya was staying. As they entered, someone behind Sasuke suddenly called out: 

"That's the production's horse!" 

Sandayu flinched instinctively and followed the person's gaze. Through the glass, they could see two strong horses tied up at the back of the hotel, calmly munching on grass.

Seeing this, the group's blood pressure shot up.

Sandayu trembled and pointed at the horses: 

"That's right, those are the production's horses. That guy really is staying here!" 

As he spoke, Sandayu gritted his teeth, looking crazed.

Sasuke, feeling guilty, turned around, forcing a cold expression on his face: 

"Get someone to bring the horses back. Let's go upstairs and find Jiraiya."

Sandayu was taken aback: 

"But if we do that, won't that guy…"

"Don't worry, I'm here," Sasuke reassured Sandayu with a firm nod, his eyes full of confidence.

Sandayu was touched. He looked at Sasuke seriously: 

"I understand. If that guy causes trouble for you, I'll send a complaint letter to the Land of Fire Daimyo in my capacity as a mission client! I won't let you suffer!"

Sasuke, also touched, hadn't expected Sandayu to go this far. 

Despite his feelings of gratitude, the guilt weighed even heavier, and he really wanted to tell Sandayu that sending a complaint to the Daimyo wouldn't solve anything, since the current Hokage is related to the Daimyo.

Sasuke thought about it but decided not to say anything, fearing it would be hard to explain later.

"Ahem," he coughed lightly. 

"Let's go. We're going up."

Sasuke didn't even know where Jiraiya's room was because when he first arrived, he didn't book a room. He was able to find Jiraiya only because the guy didn't hide his tracks at all. He could just ask anyone and easily find him.

It was easy now too—just ask a waiter, because, well, Jiraiya's appearance... it's pretty noticeable.

When they got to the door, Sandayu instinctively looked at Sasuke.

Sasuke raised a hand to signal not to rush, then, under Sandayu's gaze, took a deep breath, relaxed, and stepped forward to kick the door open with one powerful blow. He then jumped inside and immediately shouted at Jiraiya, who was still lying on the bed.

"Raid! Everyone, get on the floor and cover your heads! No talking!"

The sudden noise made Jiraiya jump up from the bed. Before he could even figure out who it was, he curled up in the corner of the room, covering his head. He looked completely defeated.

Sasuke was a bit surprised. "Only you? I thought I'd find something more exciting."

Jiraiya was dazed, squatting in the corner and staring at the wall, wondering what just happened. Suddenly, he paused. Wait, this voice... so familiar?

Jiraiya: "..."

Damn it, Uchiha Sasuke, are you trying to die?!

Jiraiya stood up with a dark expression, his clothes disheveled, looking completely embarrassed. He clenched his fists and turned to face Sasuke. His voice came out through gritted teeth.

"Uchiha Sasuke!!!"

Sasuke stared at Jiraiya with a blank face and said in a calm tone, "It's you again. You're always involved in these raids."

Jiraiya: "..."

"Are you addicted to playing the cop?" Jiraiya scowled as he stepped closer to Sasuke, his face twisted with anger, almost like a demon. Even the air around him seemed to carry dark intent. "Today, I'm going to teach you what it means to respect your elders. If I don't, you'll regret it when you have to say my name backward!"

"Coming from a sage like you, you better look at your situation first," Sasuke said proudly, raising his chin.

Jiraiya froze, his gaze instinctively shifting past Sasuke to the door. There, he saw Sandayu's furious face.

"Who is this person?" Jiraiya asked, confused.

He didn't know this person, so why was this guy looking at him like that?

Suddenly, Jiraiya's face changed. Wait, could this man be Lailai's husband? Didn't she say her husband supported her working to make money? Why did he look a little off now?

Oh, by the way, let me explain. The woman named Lailai was just a hostess, someone who chats and keeps guests happy while earning tips and commissions. She wasn't involved in anything else, despite what you might think.

Though hostesses sometimes face harassment, it's a legitimate job. They provide company and drinks, but anything else? That's a different place down the street, where they offer more... "entertainment" options. It's all professional, with rooms and all sorts of things available to customers.

Anyway, a lot of regular folks in the ninja world work in these kinds of legitimate hotels. Sure, they might get taken advantage of sometimes, but with a bit of charm, they can earn a good living.

Wait, why am I explaining this?

Anyway, Jiraiya wasn't involved in anything improper. Sure, he used to live freely, but since Tsunade took charge, he gave up those wild days and focused on more legitimate work. So... why was he feeling guilty?

Once he figured that out, Jiraiya regained his confidence and looked directly at Sandayu, saying, "When I came back, I was alone. If you're looking for Lailai, she's not here. She already went back to the shop."

Sandayu felt his blood pressure rising.

He clenched his fists, his body trembling as he pointed at Jiraiya, "I will report you to the Daimyo! I swear I will!"

Jiraiya: "..."

Dude, I just hired a hostess. It's not that serious!

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