Nawaki hung his head even lower, feeling about two inches tall.
"I... I got drunk and started saying stupid things, so they tied me up," He admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Hiruzen's eyes narrowed. He wasn't sure whether to be more upset that Nawaki had been so reckless, or at the thought that the Anbu had brought this whole mess to his attention in the first place.
If they'd just left him alone to sober up, none of this would have happened, Hiruzen mused.
But instead, here they were. The idea that rumors might spread about him being some sort of pervert was enough to make his blood boil. Whether it's true or not, once something like that gets out, it sticks.
"From now on, you're not allowed to drink until you're of age," Hiruzen commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. "And for the record, I have never done anything so disgraceful."
Nawaki's head jerked up. "But Jiraiya said—"
"That bastard!" Hiruzen thought, practically seeing red. If Jiraiya had been in the room, Hiruzen might have throttled him on the spot. It was him all along!
"I won't say anything like that again!" Nawaki promised, raising a hand as if taking an oath. "I'll be good from now on, I swear!"
"Get out of here before I change my mind," Hiruzen growled, giving Nawaki a swift kick that sent him stumbling out the door.
Once Nawaki was gone, the Third Hokage sat back down, muttering to himself, "Jiraiya... you're in for it when you get back."
Meanwhile, back in the Rain Country, Jiraiya had just returned to camp when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
His hand instinctively went to the back of his neck, rubbing it as he looked around suspiciously. "Orochimaru, did you do something to me?"
Orochimaru glanced at him, unimpressed. "What are you blathering about?"
"If it wasn't you, then why do I feel like something terrible's about to happen?" Jiraiya pressed, refusing to let it go.
"Because you've done a lot of shady things, that's why," A voice cut in as Tsunade entered the tent, fixing Jiraiya with a glare that could freeze water.
Jiraiya chuckled nervously and quickly sat down, deciding it was best not to push his luck. Stretching her arms over her head, Tsunade sighed. "Danzo's in pretty bad shape, so it looks like we're going to be the ones handling the negotiations. Any volunteers?"
Danzo's injuries were worse than she had expected. The poison had spread from his ruined eye to his brain, causing complications even Tsunade found difficult to treat. Extracting the poison would be a slow, painstaking process, requiring multiple treatments.
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