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Naruto: Wood-Wood Fruit

Transmigrated into the Naruto world with nothing but Wood-Wood Devil Fruit, follow Kiyoshi as he forges his path to power in the world of shinobi. Read how he utilizes full potential of Admiral Ryokugyu Devil Fruit. If you want to support me and read advance chapters, please visit: patreon.com/plotplanner

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Chapter 84: Pervert Busted

"Boom! Boom!"

Not even half an hour had passed.

The land was scarred and devastated.

Everywhere, there were signs of blackened, collapsed ground. 

After going over the land repeatedly with various jutsu and having enough fun, Kiyoshi's spirit detached from the body of the ninja he had possessed and flew back to his own.

Left behind was the ninja, who had only been wandering around the town moments before, and then had unexpectedly lost consciousness. 

As he regained his senses, he looked around, utterly confused, at the ruined landscape, as if the very earth were silently accusing him.

He had no idea what had just happened.

"Nothing beats being back in my own body."

Meanwhile—

Back at the inn.

Returning to his body, Kiyoshi stretched and called back his wood clone. 

He began to study the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, experimenting to see if he could improve it further. 

Though the progress was small, he suddenly realized it was already past five in the afternoon.

Tsunade, Shizune, and Karin had all returned from their day's work of medical consultations. 

They asked the innkeeper to prepare dinner, and the four of them, somewhat exhausted, decided to relax with a nice soak in the hot springs.

In the women's bath—

Karin was filled with excitement. 

She had finally treated a couple of patients herself and, clenching her fists with pride, looked eagerly at her teacher, "Tsunade-sama, I did pretty well today, didn't I?"

"Hmm, not bad. Your chakra control has improved, and you didn't make any major mistakes with the procedure." 

Tsunade gently tapped her young apprentice on the head, but didn't hold back her praise.

"Hehe."

Hearing her teacher's approval, Karin's eyes sparkled with pride. Feeling confident, she clenched her fists and called out, "Sooner or later, I'll surpass that dummy Kiyoshi."

"In your next life, maybe." 

Kiyoshi's teasing voice rang out from the men's bath next door, cutting down her confidence without mercy.

But in the next moment, he sensed something, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Is it that guy?" 

He detected a fairly strong chakra presence moving through the town. 

It was the same foreign chakra he'd sensed earlier when he first used Spirit Transformation and entered Tsunade's mind, now that presence had come here.

What surprised Kiyoshi was that this presence wasn't in a hurry. Instead, it lingered here and there, as though observing something, and slowly moved closer to them.

"A peeping Tom?"

Kiyoshi's gaze grew cold as he realized what the person might be doing. 

He had noticed that each place where the presence lingered happened to be at locations like public baths, hot spring inns, and similar places.

"Wood Eye."

He raised his right hand, forming the familiar hand seal.

In a concealed spot, several dozen meters away—

In a corner above one of the hot spring inns, a tall, shady figure was crouched down, entirely absorbed in peeking around.

Unaware—

A pair of eyes had opened silently on a nearby tree's cracked trunk, watching his every move.

"One of the Legendary Sannin… Jiraiya. So, it really is you."

Kiyoshi's gaze sharpened as he observed the tall figure with a forehead protector.

The man had white hair, red markings under his eyes, a red cloak, and wore traditional geta sandals. 

These features confirmed his identity at first glance. Kiyoshi had already suspected it might be him. He just didn't expect things to fall into place so conveniently.

"You came here looking for trouble, don't blame me for what happens next."

Without hesitation, he jumped out of the hot spring, revealing a physique that, though not overly tall, had muscle lines sharp as blades and a symmetry that was nothing short of perfect. 

For such a lecher, who went around peeking at girls in the bath under the excuse of "gathering inspiration," Kiyoshi had absolutely no tolerance. 

To him, this was a sign of terrible character, not the so-called charm of a hero.

What kind of noble shinobi would act so low?

"Tsunade-nee, Shizune-senpai, Karin—make sure you're all dressed." Kiyoshi reminded them with a smirk.

"We've got a rat to catch in a bit."

He quickly put on his clothes.

"What?"

"A rat?"

In the women's bath, Tsunade, Shizune, and Karin looked at each other, confused, but they trusted Kiyoshi's judgment. They quickly ended their bath and dressed.

Soon after—

In the women's bath, Kiyoshi re-entered, his short black hair still wet, dressed in a white t-shirt and black pants, looking dashing. The girls couldn't help but glance his way, with even Tsunade not immune to the sight.

She had to admit, the brat certainly knew how to catch eyes.

If he went to one of those mixed-gender hot springs, the older ladies would probably lose their minds.

"He's so handsome."

Karin, who was weak for good looks, whispered in awe before quickly realizing what she'd said. Turning red, she looked away. 

"Hmph, you show-off."

"Kiyoshi, what's going on?" Shizune asked curiously, holding Tonton close.

"Some guy with a decent amount of chakra is peeking around the hot spring inns. He's getting closer," Kiyoshi replied, crossing his arms.

"What? A pervert?" Karin jumped, startled.

"Is that so?" Tsunade narrowed her eyes. Kiyoshi's approval of someone's chakra strength meant this wasn't just an ordinary person. 

She had her suspicions about the identity but couldn't be sure.

A cold smirk crossed her face. "Let's give him a lesson he won't forget." She cracked her knuckles, sending an intimidating pop through the air.

"We'll wait for him to come to us," Kiyoshi said. He was already close enough.

The girls nodded, all smiling with a trace of cruelty. They were eager for the rat to arrive.

Suddenly, Tsunade turned to Karin with a smirk, "Karin, you're looking more beautiful every day."

"Huh?" Karin froze, confused.

Seeing Tsunade wink, she caught on and loudly replied, "Saori-nee, you're beautiful too! Your figure is getting better every day."

Shizune joined in, her eyes glinting mischievously. "That's true, Saori! You're known as the hottest woman in the Land of Hot Water! Even the nobles are competing to marry you."

"Your skin is so flawless, like a painting," she added with a giggle.

"Absolutely gorgeous—your figure is something to envy," said Karin. "No one knows who'll get so lucky with you."

"Stop! You're embarrassing me," Tsunade giggled.

The three women's voices echoed, and Kiyoshi, watching, couldn't help but sigh. Women were natural-born actors, no doubt.

"Hehehe."

Their laughter floated through the air.

Predictably, in the shadows above a nearby hot spring inn, the tall figure twitched his ears at the mention of beautiful women.

"Hmm… that voice sounds familiar." 

Still, hearing the playful laughter from the women's bath, he felt his pulse quicken, and his face twisted into a lecherous smile. 

Unable to resist, he dashed over to the inn and perched above the hot spring.

Then—

With all the anticipation in the world—

As he peeked his head down toward the women's bath, he froze.

What met his eyes were several figures, all poised and glaring at him.

He stammered, "Tsu… Tsunade?"

"Heh."

Seeing the lecher finally reveal himself, Tsunade's face turned icy, her expression hardening. 

"Jiraiya, so it is you."

But before Tsunade could even speak, Kiyoshi had already launched himself at Jiraiya like a bolt of lightning. 

His fist, not large but brimming with chakra, shot out with incredible force.

"What?"

Jiraiya's eyes widened. With no time to dodge, he instinctively crossed his arms to block.

"Boom!"

A deafening crash echoed as Kiyoshi's terrifying strength sent him hurtling backward, smashing through walls and causing the structure to shake. 

The entire bathhouse wall cracked and then collapsed, sending dust flying everywhere.

Jiraiya's figure was thrown back like a missile, struggling to brace himself. 

His arms were left numb from the impact of Kiyoshi's punch, and he broke out in a cold sweat as he gaped at the young figure standing far away.

"Damn… what kind of monster is this kid?"

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