Chapter 132
However, that was just Natsuki's own thought—others had different ideas.
The people around them were all excited, and many visibly smiled with relief. Clearly, the name of Jiraiya, one of the Sannin, carried with it a sense of power and reassurance.
"It's Jiraiya-sama!"
"Jiraiya-sama is here!"
"That's great! We're saved!"
The appearance of a mighty hero gave everyone a sense of having found their pillar of strength. It restored their morale and gave them hope. That was just how it worked.
Jiraiya quickly scanned the situation around him and realized that the battle was pretty much over.
It seemed like he had arrived a bit late, which left him feeling awkward for a moment.
But his skin was thick enough—he made a big leap and landed in front of Natsuki, giving him a thumbs-up.
"Not bad, kid. I saw you take down quite a few tough enemy ninja. I didn't expect a Konoha Genin to have such strength."
Natsuki silently sheathed the Maken Senjin (Demon Blade: Thousand Blades), as if something had suddenly occurred to him.
"Oh! So you're the perverted old lecher that Tenten keeps talking about—the one who peeks at women's bathhouses! So the legendary peeper is Jiraiya, one of the Sannin? How can a disciple of the Hokage do something like that? That's just wrong!"