Old Habits

"PERVERT!"

"MOLESTER!"

"CREEPY OLD MAN!"

Girlish shrieks and creative death threats followed the white-haired man out of the tavern. He scrambled on his wooden sandals to avoid the numerous items that were ferociously being aimed at his head. "Ladies, Ladies! You've got me all wrong!" he sulked in dismay.

Amidst the crowd, Iruka immediately recognized him and sighed. The whole square had quieted to watch. "It would seem Jiraiya-sama has returned. Presumably up to the same old tricks, too," Iruka remarked to his companion, shaking his head.

Beside him, Kakashi blanched. He might've agreed… if he didn't read his books.