Trees Chapter 319 You Don’t Understand What Art Is

“Hehehehe…”

"Orochimaru, tilt your shoulder out a bit more... Bend your knee... Lift the other leg higher."

"Yes! That’s the kind of lazy, sensual vibe I’m talking about!"

The soundproofing in Orochimaru’s hideout was decent, but it still couldn’t completely muffle the pervy old man’s sleazy voice.

At the same time, Orochimaru’s intermittent complaints could be heard from inside.

"Jiraiya..."

"Are you actually reliable?"

"Will this really make money?"

Standing at the door, Naruto’s face twisted in horror, and the first thought in his mind was...

‘Oh no!!’

‘This damn Medusa is actually cheating on Sasuke with some guy in the hideout?!’

Then it hit him, the guy inside was his own teacher...

For a moment, he wasn’t even sure whose side he should take.

Tsunade had already grabbed the doorknob, but the conversation inside had frozen her in place.

What had started as a mission to confront Jiraiya had now turned into genuine concern about what the hell these two were doing in there.

Kushina was in a similar state.

Back in the Pure Land, she’d heard rumors that Orochimaru was… unconventional, always up to shady things in the Shinobi World…

She’d assumed it was just slander.

But now, it seems...

‘Hiss!’

‘What kind of weird stuff are Jiraiya and Orochimaru doing in there?’

Even Minato, who was usually so composed, had a grim expression.

‘With Orochimaru’s advanced scientific techniques...’

‘Turning into a woman would be child’s play.’

Minato didn’t even want to imagine what kind of lazy, sensual games Jiraiya and Orochimaru were playing in there...

Then, remembering Jiraiya’s literary works, Minato’s face instantly flushed red.

"Uh..."

"Kushina, why don't we wait outside..."

"Wouldn’t it be rude to barge in now?"

Truly worthy of being called the Yellow Flash… even in a situation like this, he was still thinking about his teacher’s dignity.

Naruto stared at his father, his eyes wide with disbelief.

‘Seriously?!’

‘In this situation, you’re still worried about interrupting the white-haired old man's fun?!’

‘Did Dad even consider how bad this could be?’

‘Besides…!’

‘What about my brother Sasuke?!’

Naruto saw that the atmosphere at the scene was a little strange, so he slowly took out his phone and sent a reminder message to Sasuke.

[Shinigami Never Wastes Words: Sasuke, go home and eat more green leaves at night.]

[Uchiha Xiao Yan: ?]

At this point, Naruto figured he couldn’t spell it out too clearly.

After all, Sasuke is a man who cares about his reputation...

Moreover, considering the relationship between Jiraiya and Orochimaru...

It wasn’t impossible that he had convinced his old teammate to turn into a woman for some... experimental activities.

‘Ugh. No matter what, this is a lose-lose situation!’

Naruto sighed, silently cursing Orochimaru for being shameless while mourning his good brother’s impending heartbreak.

Then, without warning, he shoved Tsunade aside and kicked the door in with a thunderous…

Bang…

Before anyone could react, the door flew inward, embedding itself halfway into the wall.

Only after the dust settled did the others realize Naruto had just kicked the door down.

As the four of them stepped inside, the scene before them was...

Orochimaru, draped in a feminine sleep robe, lounged lazily on a rug, his shoulder strap slipping down in what could only be described as strategic wardrobe malfunction.

His long hair cascaded down his back, and his meticulously applied makeup made even Naruto do a double-take.

At this moment, Orochimaru embodied androgynous beauty to perfection.

When Orochimaru saw everyone, his eyes flashed with surprise, then there’s a hint of anger in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Jiraiya remained crouched on one knee in front of Orochimaru, camera in hand, practically shoving the lens into Orochimaru’s face.

He still maintained the same posture without moving.

It was as if there was no one coming behind him.

It wasn't that Jiraiya was too engrossed in the situation to notice who was coming.

But because...

The moment he heard that door explode open, he knew it had to be his damned disciple’s doing.

What's worse is...

This damned disciple must have brought Tsunade here.

He didn’t even dare to look back!!

Jiraiya knew full well that the stuff he filmed would get him killed by Tsunade!!

"Naruto, don't look!"

Kushina covered Naruto’s eyes and pushed her son straight out the door.

The scene inside was far too forbidden and eye-searing. For the sake of Naruto’s mental and physical health, and to prevent him from straying down the wrong path, Kushina had no choice but to make him wait outside.

By the time Kushina stepped back into the room, her bright red hair was practically floating from sheer rage, and the same went for Tsunade beside her. The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.

A murderous aura spread through the air.

"Jiraiya... Orochimaru..."

"What the hell are you two doing?"

Tsunade strode right up to Jiraiya, looking down at the two of them. Though she was doing her best to suppress her fury, Jiraiya could feel every hair on his body standing on end.

Outside the door, Naruto had already pulled out a stool, a bag of sunflower seeds, and a camera.

He even set up a first-aid kit at his feet, just in case his mom and aunt accidentally beat the old pervert to death.

"Th-That’s nonsense!"

"Tsunade... you’ve got the wrong person."

"I’m Kimimaro."

Even as danger loomed over him, Jiraiya refused to give up on survival.

Even if his excuse was utterly pathetic.

Tap, tap…

Footsteps were heard again, and Jiraiya, who was standing stiffly in place, saw a woman standing next to Tsunade.

He stiffly raised his head and immediately caught sight of a familiar figure.

"K-Kushina?!"

Jiraiya’s expression first twisted in shock, but when his peripheral vision caught sight of his damned disciple at the door, it instantly morphed into terror.

In the next three seconds...

He, the White-Haired Youth, the Sage of Mount Myoboku, might very well meet his end right here.

But...

There was still hope!

Because unlike his son, Minato would never abandon him!!

‘Minato would definitely save me!’

That was what Jiraiya told himself as he slowly rose to his feet, pretending nothing had happened. With an air of nonchalance, he casually tossed the camera against the wall.

"Yo, Kushina, Minato! Long time no see!"

Jiraiya grinned and waved at the two of them, his face radiating joy as if nothing was wrong.

In reality...

Jiraiya was desperately shooting Minato pleading looks from the corner of his eye.

'Minato! Save your master!!'

'Your master still has so much life left to live... I really don’t want to die here!!'

Minato understood Jiraiya’s silent plea. After hesitating for three seconds, he walked up behind Kushina and placed a hand on his wife’s shoulder.

"Ku..."

However, Kushina, who is already pushed to her limit, had no patience left. The moment she felt Minato’s approach, she knew he was about to plead for Jiraiya. She spun around and punched him straight in the gut.

"Shut up!"

"Get the hell out!"

"This has nothing to do with you!"

Minato crumpled to the floor, clutching his stomach in agony. After a few seconds, he lifted his head and gave Jiraiya a helpless ‘Sorry, can’t help you' look.

Then, he promptly teleported out using the Flying Thunder God Technique, appearing right next to his son.

Minato knew...

If he stayed any longer, he’d probably end up getting beaten up too.

"Wait!"

"Minato! You can’t do this to me!"

When Jiraiya saw that his only savior had also run away, his whole body was shaking like a sieve. His feet shuffled backward uncontrollably.

As he passed by Orochimaru, he even grabbed onto him, desperately trying to explain… hoping to at least share some of the two she-devils’ wrath...

Or at the very least...

Make Orochimaru take half the firepower.

"It’s not what you think!"

"Orochimaru! Say something!!"

Tsunade and Kushina stared coldly at Jiraiya, waiting to see what kind of excuse he’d come up with this time.

Jiraiya’s voice was practically pleading now as he shook Orochimaru harder.

Thud…

But the next second, Orochimaru’s head fell to the ground, and countless tiny snakes burst out from his body, scattering in every direction.

‘Damn it!!’

‘A snake clone!!!’