Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World.

Without a doubt, the Akimichi clan best embodies the meaning of the word "gluttony".

Everyone thought so too, and they hoped that he could set a good example for everyone.

Akimichi Jonin reached out and gripped the hilt of the sword, his thick arm muscles taut and straining as he tried to pull the sword out of its sheath.

Kaka!

With the physical strength of a Jonin from the Akimichi clan, it would be enough to pull the head off an adult, but at this moment the sword did not budge at all.

"Well!!"

Akimichi Jonin had exerted so much force that his face turned red, but the sword remained standing motionless in its scabbard.

"how is this possible?"

Everyone was incredulous at the sight, and a Jonin from the Yamanaka clan couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Si Dong, are you making fun of us?"

Even within the Akimichi clan, this guy is one of the strongest men. Besides the Akimichi clan's secret techniques, his most proficient skill is staff fighting.

"fart!"

Akimichi Tsutomu couldn't help but curse, raising his hand to form a hand seal and use the Expansion Technique, but the sword still didn't move.

The power that was enough to lift the entire sword case vanished mysteriously, as if it had disappeared into the sea.

"puff!"

Hearing someone laugh out loud behind him, Akimichi Tsutomu immediately deflated, his face flushed as he turned to the crowd and said, feeling aggrieved, "Stop laughing! You guys try it!"

"I come."

The Jonin of the Nara clan spoke up, but instead of choosing "Gluttony" in front of Akimichi Tsutomu, he chose "Sloth".

Compared to "Gluttony," which is shaped like a horse-slaying sword, "Sloth," a broadsword, is obviously heavier.

However, when the Jonin of the Nara clan gripped it, with just a slight force, he heard the broadsword make a sound.

Kaka...

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, but soon, the Jonin Nara released his grip.

"Why did you stop?" Akimichi Tsutomu asked the question that everyone wanted to ask.

The Jonin Nara took a step back, looked deeply at the "Sloth" sword, then shook his head and said bluntly, "It rejected me."

After saying that, he turned to look at Jiraiya beside him. Jiraiya understood what he meant and nodded, saying, "I tried to get rid of 'lust', but I failed."

"Moreover, you are even worse than me. Like Si Dong, I have not been able to shake you at all."

"Is that so?" Nara, the Jonin, frowned thoughtfully. "Their names don't seem to have a simple literal meaning."

"Otherwise, given Jiraiya-senpai's personality of secretly going to FUNFUN Street once a week, he would probably be the most suitable candidate for the name 'Lust'..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish speaking, Jiraiya slapped his head impatiently and interrupted him, saying, "You talk too much. Are you going to pull it out or not? If not, get back home."

"Pull it out, of course I'll try others."

Nara Jonin chuckled and rubbed his head. Like Akimichi Tsutomu, who was still unwilling to give up, he went to try out the other six swords.

The results are the same.

It's not even as good as that "lazy" one from before.

The only noteworthy point is that when Akimichi Tsutomu made his final attempt to draw "Wrath," he also exhibited the same slight tremor as the Nara Jonin had just shown.

But no matter how hard he tried, "anger" stopped responding.

"At least this proves that it does indeed need to match the names of these seven swords, not the other way around," the Jonin of the Nara clan concluded.

The two men's defeat did not extinguish the fire in everyone's hearts; on the contrary, it ignited a fighting spirit within them.

So one by one, people came out to try, but the best they got was a low murmur that sounded like mockery, and then they fell silent again.

The Jonin looked at the "arrogance" in front of him and was so angry that his body trembled.

So does everyone else.

He gave up in despair, his cheeks twitched, and his face turned ashen.

Even Kakashi secretly tried "sloth" and "lust," and when he pulled out "lust," it emitted a noticeable low hum.

Although they ultimately failed, the strange looks from Jiraiya and the others still made Kakashi's face darken.

"..."

The successive defeats, like a cold tide, washed away the originally high spirits in the camp, and the air was filled with frustration and a deeper sense of awe.

Seven swords stood silently in their scabbards, their blades gleaming with a cold light, exuding an aura of unapproachable detachment, as if mocking their overestimation of their abilities.

It made everyone in front of him feel as if he were silently declaring:

You think you're worthy?

For a moment, everyone present fell silent.

Seeing this, Jiraiya's brows furrowed, and his heart grew gloomy.

His real intention was to boost everyone's confidence before taking action.

It should be noted that the people present were at least Special Jonin, the very top group of people in Konoha and even among ninjas.

Unexpectedly, even they failed to gain approval. Weren't the requirements for these seven swords a bit too strict?

"Jiraiya-sama."

Just then, Hinata Kumokawa suddenly spoke, breaking the deathly silence.

"Would you like to try the other six swords?" he asked.

Upon hearing this, Jiraiya did not reply, knowing that if he failed again, it would probably be an even bigger blow to the others, which is why he did not continue trying.

But looking into Hyuga Kumokawa's calm eyes, Jiraiya couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly and asked seriously, "Which one do you think I should try to pull out?"

“Lazy,” Hinata Kumokawa said softly.

Lazy?

Why laziness?

Many people present frowned and looked at Hinata Kumokawa with confusion.

In their view, Jiraiya, who rose from humble beginnings to become one of the Three Legendary Sannin, had absolutely nothing to do with "laziness".

Although they had just been teasing Jiraiya about his lecherousness, everyone present understood that even while he was indulging in womanizing, he would also gather intelligence and recruit spies.

How could someone like that be considered "lazy"?

"..."

Jiraiya didn't say anything, but under everyone's gaze, he grasped the "Sloth" sword.

hum!

Chapter 96 Jiraiya's Laziness, Kakashi's Jealousy

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Originally, it was that "lazy" thing that wouldn't budge no matter how hard others tried and their faces turned red.

The moment Jiraiya gripped the hilt of the sword, it emitted a crisp, sharp sound.

hum!

At this moment, the will known as "sloth" examined his soul.

And it was approved.

Because the essence of the word "lazy" is not laziness.

Rather, it is "escapism" and "inaction".

To regard one's own lust as the romance unique to novelists, to use one's power to choose a vapid, prophetic child, and to regard one's escapism as the transcendence of an immortal...

He was running away, but he never realized he was running away; when others pointed it out to him, he said that reality was ugly and he was powerless to change it.

He was of mediocre intelligence, most skilled at writing erotic novels, yet he diligently pursued nobility and elegance.

He traveled to various countries and recorded all aspects of life, but never truly changed anything.

I will not look, I will not listen, I will not ask, I will not do.

He is an idealist who escapes reality.

Click.

He drew a broadsword without a sheath from its scabbard; it was unsharpened, and the edge of the blade had a blunt, thick, stone-like texture.

"..."

Jiraiya's breath caught in his throat. Even though he had drawn the sword, he felt a heavy, astringent feeling in his chest.

Laziness—this sword was telling him that this was the true nature of his soul.

This sword, through his feigned lust and heroic pride, truly saw through his true nature of "escapism."

"Lazy?"

Hinata Kumokawa calmly watched the scene unfold, already guessing why Jiraiya could draw the sword.

There is only one true heroism in the world: to love life and strive to change it even after recognizing the truth of reality.

It means knowing you're destined to lose, knowing you can't change anything, but still going ahead without hesitation.

Even Hashirama Senju, because he used his limited life and power to bring about change to the ninja world, can be called a hero.

Perhaps when Jiraiya faced Pain at the end of his life, he could be considered a "selfless" hero in Konoha's eyes.

However, if we look at his entire life, escapism has always been a consistent theme in his choices.

Tsunade, Orochimaru, Akatsuki, Hiruzen Sarutobi, Konoha, the Ninja World...

Was he truly unaware of Tsunade's thoughts? Did he really not notice Orochimaru's transformation? Was he truly unprepared for Akatsuki's future?

Did Hiruzen Sarutobi really not understand his repeated hints? Could he really not see the darkness hidden deep within Konoha?

impossible.

Knowing all this and believing that they are powerless to change it, they choose to escape everything and place their hopes on the prophesied child.

But does he really believe that the current state of the ninja world can be changed by one person?

"Jiraiya-senpai."

The Nara Jonin broke the oppressive silence and asked, "Is there anything special about that sword?"

Jiraiya snapped out of his daze, a smile tugging at his pale face: "This sword..."

He placed the bladeless "laziness" on the ground, as if pressing a slow-motion button for the area within five meters around him.

hum!

Fine dust particles floated in the air, along with the sounds of breathing and heartbeats, gradually slowing down and slowing down even more.

However, the people's thinking did not become sluggish; they were able to clearly perceive all the changes around them.

"What's this?!"

The words spoken by those who were surprised and doubtful became twice as slow within the area.

Jiraiya's initial gloom was replaced by a sense of awe at the power displayed by the sword.

At this moment, within a five-meter radius around him, only his speed is normal.

"Lasts for ten seconds, with a radius of five meters?"

Feeling his chakra rapidly draining away, Jiraiya drew his broadsword from the ground.

The world before them returned to its normal time flow, but everyone was plunged into an incredibly shocked silence.

Time is slow.

This broadsword, which is harmless, possesses a strange and uncanny ability.

"This..." Akimichi Tsutomu's throat bobbed up and down, "This is something a sword can actually do?"