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There were many things he loved. Like girls. Or learning new techniques. Or teaching aforementioned new techniques to a favored pupil. And girls. Girls were great. Girls like Tsunade were the greatest, even if they didn't like him back.
But everybody has his or her forbidden pleasures. You know, the sort of stuff that you'd probably die of embarrassment of if revealed. Or you'd be shunned by the greater half of society. Either way, everybody has something.
This ninja's guilty pleasure was something so obscure that anybody who knew him by reputation would just have to scoff at the thought. Even those who knew him fairly well could believe it. It was simply a ridiculous thought; he was an experienced ninja, thoughts like that were foolish. He should know that by now.
What was this strange fetish of the legendary ninja? No, it wasn't a kunai-up-the-butt thing. Well, there was another legendary ninja with that quirk, but that is another ninja entirely.
No, nothing like that. Really, it was quite normal.
Jiraiya was simply a fan of happy endings.
Yes, yes. Jiraiya adored happy endings ever since his mother whispered to him Western tales, of daring Prince Charming and beautiful princesses. Of unicorns and good faeries, the stuff that happy endings were often filled with. On the other hand, he could also had vague memories of his father hissing local myths, like the story of the foolish traveler.
He didn't like those stories as much.
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There were many things he loved. Like girls. Or learning new techniques. Or teaching aforementioned new techniques to a favored pupil. And girls. Girls were great. Girls like Tsunade were the greatest, even if they didn't like him back.
But everybody has his or her forbidden pleasures. You know, the sort of stuff that you'd probably die of embarrassment of if revealed. Or you'd be shunned by the greater half of society. Either way, everybody has something.
This ninja's guilty pleasure was something so obscure that anybody who knew him by reputation would just have to scoff at the thought. Even those who knew him fairly well could believe it. It was simply a ridiculous thought; he was an experienced ninja, thoughts like that were foolish. He should know that by now.
What was this strange fetish of the legendary ninja? No, it wasn't a kunai-up-the-butt thing. Well, there was another legendary ninja with that quirk, but that is another ninja entirely.
No, nothing like that. Really, it was quite normal.
Jiraiya was simply a fan of happy endings.
Yes, yes. Jiraiya adored happy endings ever since his mother whispered to him Western tales, of daring Prince Charming and beautiful princesses. Of unicorns and good faeries, the stuff that happy endings were often filled with. On the other hand, he could also had vague memories of his father hissing local myths, like the story of the foolish traveler.
He didn't like those stories as much.
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