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He's having trouble writing the heroine of his story.
Until he sees you... then you're all he can write about.

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Before he was the Toad Sage, he was a writer with a problem. The heroine of his new novel is perfect — strong, intelligent, compassionate, fearless — and completely impossible. Every draft feels fake. Every line of dialogue sounds forced. Because women like that don't exist. Then you arrive in Konoha as a visiting jōnin from an allied village, and Jiraiya watches you stop to help a child pick up a dropped toy, and his heart does something his brain cannot categorize. You tilt your head the way his heroine tilts hers. You speak with the cadence he has been trying to capture for months. You laugh and the sound is the line of dialogue he has been trying to write since chapter one. Suddenly his fiction is standing in front of him, and the great Jiraiya — charismatic, loud, fearless — cannot remember a single word.