Jiraiya studied the map with intense focus. "Hmm, I see. But this journey definitely won't be smooth sailing."
Morikawa Kei curled his lips into a faint, sinister smile.
"Naturally. But with your strength, Jiraiya-sama, I have no doubt you'll overcome any danger with ease."
Just then, a commotion erupted outside, followed by a group of people bursting into the inn.
"Unidentified individuals have infiltrated Otogakure! The Security Division is conducting a routine inspection!"
Jiraiya's expression changed instantly. "Damn it. Have we been discovered?"
Morikawa's face also tightened with tension, his mind racing to find a countermeasure.
"This isn't good. They may have found us."
Without wasting a second, Morikawa dove back into the body of the beautiful woman he had been disguising himself as, reverting to her appearance in an instant.
Before Jiraiya could react, Morikawa urgently dragged him over to the sofa, forcing him to lie down.
He then straddled Jiraiya, letting out deliberately seductive moans.
Jiraiya's eyes widened in horror. He'd already seen Morikawa's true form—a grotesque, slime-covered monstrosity, hideous and stomach-turning.
Now that same creature, wearing a woman's skin, was sitting on top of him doing that? It was beyond revolting.
His stomach churned violently. He wanted to vomit right then and there. But hearing the footsteps nearing outside, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure.
Sure enough, footsteps stopped right outside the door, followed by a loud bang as it was flung open. A guard took one look inside—and froze.
Then, without a word, he slammed the door shut and turned to his teammates.
"Forget it. This room checks out."
After all, who would go through all the trouble of sneaking into Otogakure... just to engage in some perverted rendezvous?
Once the voices outside had faded, Morikawa finally climbed off of Jiraiya.
Jiraiya sprang to his feet and rushed to the bathroom, retching uncontrollably, as though he could vomit out everything he'd eaten the day before.
Morikawa, still using the form of the seductive woman, walked over to Jiraiya and gently patted his back.
"Are you alright, Jiraiya-sama?"
That sweet, delicate voice nearly sent Jiraiya over the edge again.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Just... stay away from me," he said through clenched teeth, his tone filled with disgust.
It took a while for him to recover, and when he finally glanced at Morikawa, he felt a chill run down his spine. He was on the verge of a full-blown mental breakdown. Silently, he swore to complete this mission as fast as possible and get the hell out of this nightmare.
"Alright. Back to the mission," Jiraiya said, swallowing his nausea. "I've reviewed the map. What's the next step?"
Morikawa smiled. "It's simple. Jiraiya-sama, all you need to do is follow the map's instructions—sneak into the underground research facility, locate the room where Orochimaru-sama is sealed, break the seal, and place the charm inside his body. That will sever the control of Impure World Reincarnation."
Jiraiya nodded. "And how do I get inside the facility? I'm guessing the outer defenses are tight."
Morikawa looked confident. "You don't need to worry about that. I've already arranged everything. Just follow my plan and you'll get in without a hitch."
As he spoke, he pulled out a card and a set of researcher's clothing, handing them to Jiraiya.
"This is your clearance pass and uniform. Just show this at the entrance and you'll get through the checkpoint. I'll be nearby to back you up."
Jiraiya examined the pass, frowning. "This thing looks pretty standard. Are you sure it'll work?"
Noting his skepticism, Morikawa reassured him. "Don't worry, Jiraiya-sama. I crafted that myself—flawless in every detail."
Jiraiya finally relaxed a little. "Alright. If we've been compromised, then the sooner we move, the better. Let's go."
Morikawa nodded and exited the inn first. Jiraiya waited until the patrol had moved on, then quickly changed into the uniform Morikawa had provided. Avoiding the patrolling shinobi, he quietly made his way toward the underground facility as marked on the map.
...
Inside the surveillance room, Hyuga Gakuya chuckled to himself. That twisted little scene was the perfect punishment for someone like Jiraiya and his shameless habits.
Every move Morikawa had made had been under Gakuya's control.
Beside him, Kabuto shuddered. A chill ran straight up his spine. Anyone targeted by Gakuya-sama was as good as doomed—first Orochimaru, then Uchiha Obito, and now Jiraiya.
...
Jiraiya remained on high alert the entire way, his sensory jutsu fully active as he scanned for threats. Finally, he reached the entrance to the Federal Research Facility.
It was one of the access points leading to the subterranean world of the Federation.
He took a deep breath, hoping nothing would go wrong, and stepped forward to present the pass.
To his relief, he passed the checkpoint without issue.
Inside, he followed the directions on the map until they reached the elevator to the lower levels.
Two guards stood at the basement entrance. As soon as they saw Jiraiya, an unfamiliar face, one of them stepped forward.
"Who are you? This area is restricted."
From further down the hall, Morikawa—now back in his true form—walked over with a pleasant smile.
"It's fine. He's a new recruit I brought in to assist with my research. This is his first visit for a preliminary interview."
Jiraiya quickly handed over his pass. The guards examined it, glanced at Morikawa, and though they still seemed slightly suspicious, they eventually nodded.
"Everything's in order. Go ahead."
The two boarded the elevator. Morikawa punched in a sequence, and that familiar sensation of weightlessness returned as the lift descended deep underground.
When the doors opened again, they were met with the sharp stench of chemicals. Researchers bustled back and forth, engrossed in their work.
They had arrived in the deepest, most secretive layer of the Federation's underground research division.
"There are all kinds of people down here," Morikawa whispered. "Act like you've been here for years. This is as far as I can take you."
He stepped out of the elevator and walked off toward his own lab.
Jiraiya exited the lift slowly, going over the map again in his mind.
As he moved through the halls, he studied everything around him. Last time he came here with Chiba Mokushu, his movements had been restricted. Now was the perfect opportunity to gather valuable intel.
He noticed that each research wing was massive, divided into countless labs and zones, each packed with bizarre equipment and experimental specimens.
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