Naruto: Shikigami Aizen

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Aizen paid no further attention to Tsunade at the moment. 

He was well aware that Tsunade's medical ninjutsu could fully heal her injuries. Still, his mood was rather indifferent. 

"Clack!"

He slowly stepped forward, stopping not far from Jiraiya and the others. 

Seeing this, Jiraiya and the others felt a heavy weight in their hearts. Fortunately, Tsunade was unharmed; otherwise, he would never forgive himself no matter what. 

"Come at me together. I don't wish to continue this dull battle any longer." 

Aizen raised his head slightly, glancing at the group with a calm voice. 

His hands remained in his pockets, showing no intent to draw his Kyōka Suigetsu, even as he faced four opponents. 

Hearing his words, Jiraiya and the others exchanged serious looks, thinking to themselves: 

Are we about to face a fully serious Aizen now?

The thought made Jiraiya's expression grow extremely grim. 

"Bang!"

Biting his finger, he drew a red seal on the ground, his hands moving swiftly to form seals before slamming them onto the earth. 

A puff of white smoke rose, and two toads—one male and one female, resembling humans—appeared on his shoulders. 

"What's the matter this time, Little Jiraiya?" 

The female toad, wearing pajamas and looking groggy, spoke up. 

Hearing her, Jiraiya smiled bitterly and quickly replied: 

"Sorry to disturb you at this hour, Shima-sama, but only the two of you can help us now." 

Just as Jiraiya finished, a deep, elderly voice sounded: 

"Don't waste time sleeping. Little Jiraiya is facing a formidable foe this time. Let me guess—it's Sōsuke Aizen, isn't it?" 

On Jiraiya's left shoulder, Fukasaku-sensei stared solemnly at Aizen, who stood calmly a short distance away. 

Hearing this, Shima's drowsiness vanished instantly as her eyes widened, staring intently at Aizen in astonishment. 

"It's that guy from last time! Little Jiraiya, how did you run into him again?" 

Jiraiya gave a wry smile, whispering: 

"It's a long story. For now, we need to focus on dealing with him. His strength is overwhelming. I need your help to use that technique." 

Fukasaku nodded in agreement, his elderly voice resolute: 

"You're right. Against him, you have no chance of victory without entering Sage Mode!" 

Jiraiya nodded firmly, his expression serious. 

Turning to the others beside him, he said gravely: 

"Buy me some time. I have a way to handle him!" 

Hearing this, Sakumo, Dai, and Orochimaru were momentarily stunned before nodding heavily. 

If Jiraiya had a plan, they would do whatever it took to give him the time he needed! 

As Jiraiya's words fell, he pulled out some paint from his pouch, applying it to his face with precision. 

"Clack!"

After finishing, Jiraiya's expression grew stern as he clasped his hands tightly, focusing his gaze on Aizen and shouting: 

"Let's begin, Fukasaku-sama, Shima-sama!" 

Aizen watched Jiraiya's preparations with an indifferent gaze, making no move to stop him. In a way, he was curious to see just how far they could go. 

Meanwhile, Sakumo and the others regarded Aizen with utmost seriousness. 

Their goal was simple—buy enough time for Jiraiya. They had to succeed! 

With this resolve, the three moved simultaneously to attack Aizen. 

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"

Three figures darted towards Aizen while Jiraiya stood back, hands clasped, watching coldly without making a move. 

"Hatake Sword Style: Quick Blade Strike!" 

"Konoha Secret Technique: Rock-Splitting Fist!" 

"Forbidden Jutsu: Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!" 

With the simultaneous shouts, Sakumo, Dai, and Orochimaru reached Aizen, unleashing a coordinated assault against the unflinching figure. 

Yet Aizen remained unmoved, his calm gaze flicking momentarily towards Jiraiya in the distance. 

"Shh!"

In the next instant, the group's attacks passed straight through Aizen's body without resistance! 

An illusion!

The realization hit them like a thunderbolt. Their pupils shrank in shock. 

This was entirely unexpected. Their forward momentum left their attacks crashing into the ground. 

"Boom!"

Dust and debris erupted, the ground reduced to ruins under their combined strikes. 

From a distance, Jiraiya watched, his brows tightly furrowed, face dark and muttering: 

"How is this possible? When did we fall under an illusion?" 

But before his thoughts could settle, Fukasaku's urgent voice sounded from his shoulder: 

"Little Jiraiya, what are you doing?! Move now!" 

Jiraiya froze in confusion. 

Move? From what?

As the thought flashed in his mind, a massive impact struck his chest! 

"Bang!"

Jiraiya's body shot backward like a cannonball, carving a black arc through the air before slamming into several large trees, breaking them before finally halting. 

Aizen's figure stood calmly where Jiraiya had been moments ago, slowly lowering his Kyōka Suigetsu. 

His expression remained serene as he glanced at Jiraiya, murmuring softly: 

"Oh, I forgot. These two toads aren't under the effect of my hypnosis. But it doesn't matter for dealing with you." 

In the distance, Jiraiya coughed heavily, blood staining his lips as he struggled out of the debris. 

Despite his injuries, his hands remained clasped, unwavering. 

"Fukasaku-sama, Shima-sama, what did you see?" 

Half-bent, Jiraiya panted heavily as he fixed his gaze on Aizen. 

The two toad sages exchanged shocked glances before answering in astonishment: 

"Didn't you see? After dodging Orochimaru's attack, he came straight for you!" 

Hearing this, Jiraiya froze, his mind racing as a sudden realization dawned.