Literature
Icha Icha Bunnygirls
Tsunade smiled to herself as she looked over the papers on her desk. Seemed like everything was going according to plan. Being Hokage was a stressful job at the best of times, but she'd been having an especially frustrating time over the past few weeks. Every day, complaints from frustrated women regarding a certain white-haired peeping tom. Sure, Jiraiya had always been a pervert, but lately he'd been getting more and more brazen. And of course, when she confronted him about it, he always fed her the same excuse; "research for my new novel". Yet another perverted book about men chasing women. Icha Icha Bunnygirls, if she remembered correctly, or some stupid title like that. It was when she found out he tried to sneak into the baths themselves using a variant of Naruto's Sexy Jutu that her patience finally ran out. He had to be taught a lesson. And she had the perfect method. After all, she was Konoha's best medic-nin. * * * * * Jiraiya groaned as he woke up. He still felt groggy,