Naruto: The Abstract Strategist of the Akatsuki

Chapter 111 Boruto: My Memories Have Disappeared

"What?! You're Sarutobi Asuma?! The son of the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, one of the Daimyo's Twelve Guardian Ninja, the noble young master of the Sarutobi clan?!"

Jiraiya's shout brought great joy to the two enthusiastic customers who were massaging Asuma's back.

For them, this was tantamount to a chance encounter with a young lady from a prestigious family, making it even more exciting.

"That's right, I am Asuma, but let's keep a low profile. I'm here with a team on a mission."

Asuma felt a little pleased when he heard the voices of "worship and admiration" coming from behind him.

He was pleased that of the three titles, one was finally one that belonged to him personally, rather than one that came from his father or family.

"That voice sounded familiar—was it Jiraiya-sama?"

Asuma asked the figure on the other side of the mist.

"You two beasts, let go of Asuma! Come at me if you dare! Hehe!"

Jiraiya heard the sound, and seeing the two graceful figures in the mist, he tore open his bath towel and pounced on them.

"what?"

Asma turned around.

Under his horrified gaze, Jiraiya, like a toad, pounced naked on the two "employees" who had been scrubbing him from behind, dragging them into the hot spring pool along with him.

All that could be heard was Jiraiya's cry of "Ehehe, ee-hee-hee, ahahaha—Aaaaaaaah!!!!"

The bizarre shift from boisterous laughter to screams of agony.

The two who had been attacked by Jiraiya were not angry. After emerging from the hot spring, they wiped the water off their faces and looked at Jiraiya with surprise: "You are the legendary Sannin, Lord Jiraiya?"

To them, Jiraiya was like Rael from the first part of "Kim Man Paradise"—a sect elder with profound cultivation and a cold personality.

Jiraiya is also known as Medaline from Nadia's Treasure.

What the two didn't expect was that Jiraiya shared the same quirks as them.

"Lord Jiraiya, since you've put it that way, we'll accept it without hesitation."

"Lord Jiraiya, I want a hot dog."

"Ah—Rasengan!"

Jiraiya, terrified, used the Rasengan on the hot spring in front of him. Using the recoil of the Rasengan, he was sent flying backwards, directly out of the hot spring.

With a thud, it fell onto the front desk.

Naruto, Boruto, Konohamaru, and Shikamaru, the four children, stared dumbfounded at Jiraiya lying sprawled on the ground in a disheveled state.

Jiraiya casually summoned the summoning contract scroll of Mount Myōboku, covered his body with the scroll, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was a mess, at least he preserved his integrity.

This Land of Hot Springs is terrifying! What's going on? He thought a place like the Land of Hot Springs would have a large and well-developed sex industry. How could this be?

Looking up now, he realized that this place didn't even have mixed-gender bathing; he had just entered a completely men's bath!

I should have been more careful before going in and taken a look first.

"Lord Jiraiya, what happened?"

Asma quickly got dressed and ran out.

Looking up, I saw the four little ones standing there.

"Thankfully, there were no problems with the results."

Shikamaru breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Asuma run out.

Subsequently, at Jiraiya's insistence, the group moved to a regular inn.

This ordinary hotel has so-so business; there are hardly any customers.

That's normal, though. People who come to Yu-no-Kuni usually come to enjoy the hot springs. Otherwise, why would they come here?

The prices of ordinary hotels weren't much cheaper either.

But this time, there was an unexpected reward.

Adhering to the principle of never giving up until the very last moment, Asuma continued to try to find out information about the evil cult, and as a result, he actually found out about it here.

The innkeeper said that the madmen of the evil god cult left the Land of Hot Water several years ago, which is why they are having such a hard time getting any news about them now.

But he has a secret to tell.

Back then, the madmen of the Evil God Cult ravaged the Land of Hot Springs, asking people everywhere if they wanted to join the Evil God Cult. No matter how others answered, they all met a tragic end.

Once they encountered them, no one survived; among them were some ninjas.

"Back then, I was just an ordinary employee at this store. That day, a madman with a sickle came to the door, killed the store owner, and killed all the employees downstairs as well."

I was delivering dinner to a guest in a room upstairs when I heard the noise and panicked, so I rushed into the guest's room.

At that moment, the murderer appeared at the door of the room, glanced at us with disdain, and then left.

The customers in this room were two men. They were so frightened by the killer that they did *that* to him. The filth on the three of us made the killer disappear.

In this country, heterosexuality is the mainstream; you wouldn't find a single homosexual person out of a hundred.

But ever since that day, people have discovered that being of the same sex can prevent them from being targeted by the killer, and many people have begun to change...

The innkeeper finished telling Asma the story of the past with a look of reminiscence.

Asma returned to her room, completely bewildered after hearing this.

—What the hell? Does the murderer from the evil god cult have a cleanliness obsession? Then why did his father, Hiruzen Sarutobi, say that the other party might have collected his hemorrhoid blood to do this?

"Huh? What's going on here?"

Asma noticed that the people in the room had left the food on the table without eating or resting, but were just sitting in a circle, seemingly waiting for him.

"Waaah! Uncle Asuma, Grandpa's dead!"

Konohamaru burst into tears and threw himself into Asuma's arms.

"What?!"

Asuma's pupils dilated in shock as he stared at Jiraiya in disbelief.

"Um."

Jiraiya nodded heavily.

"Who did this? Did Orochimaru launch another surprise attack? Or did the Jashin Cult use the old man's hemorrhoid blood?"

Asuma found it hard to accept and was very confused. The collapse of Konoha had been perfectly resolved, so why did this happen afterward?

"It's getting late, Asuma. Calm down, get some sleep, and I'll talk to you about the details tomorrow."

"Ugh."

Everyone returned to their rooms.

In the desert of the Land of Wind.

After Bai Mo finished telling the group about the Otsutsuki clan and his origins from twenty years in the future, it was already late at night, and it was time for him to rest.

The desert was exceptionally cold at night.

The surrounding area was all rocks and gravel, with no trees to start a fire.

Fortunately, the kind and considerate Uchiha Hikaru used the inextinguishable black flame Amaterasu to provide everyone with a source of warmth.

Well, Amaterasu's prestige has dropped another level these days.

"Come here! Don't talk so much!"

Temari pulled Bai Mo over with a haughty air, letting Bai Mo rest his head on her lap.

at the same time.

Hot Spring Country Inn.

in the room.

Boruto clutched his head again, gritting his teeth in pain.

[It's been so long, and you still can't accept reality, kid.]

"...My memories of everyone are becoming increasingly blurry. Why? Especially Lu Dai, I can't even remember what he looks like anymore!"

Boruto covered his head and questioned Momoshiki in his mind.