And out they went towards the poor sages guarding the tower. Jiraiya was trying his hardest not to smirk; this would be easy as ...something that was easy! It slipped his mind at the moment.

The sages, meanwhile, were giving them both slightly weirded out looks. They didn't know this old sage with white hair or the woman. Jiraiya just fixed them with what he thought was a gentle smile. "Good evening, brothers! This devout young lady wishes to climb the sacred tower."