She tries to get it back

Dashing, it took her only a second to close the gap between them. She wasn't fast enough however, as she suddenly felt the boy speed up just before she managed to pierce his head in. The book must have somehow made him move faster, and she could no longer keep up with him in the 5 inch stripper heels she wore with the rest of her standard **** garb.

Instantly deducing that a change in tactics would be necessary, the experienced combatant began utilizing a ranged attack, firing a storm of explosive paper towards her enemy.

"Did you really think that would work idiot," came a mocking reply as the blonde easily grabbed the pair of paper panties she'd thrown towards him. He stuck his tongue out in a grimace, before further widening the distance between them.

Konan stayed calm, knowing her enemy was only trying to agitate her. She regretted trying to use her underwear as a weapon, but figured it didn't matter as all her attacks were likely to fail as long as she didn't know how to counter that book.

Sharpening her senses, Konan attempted to somehow reveal the secret behind the seemingly unbeatable jutsu she faced. Being a sensor type, she could feel chakra building up inside the book as her suddenly now threatening adversary began moving his pen through the pages. The energy seemed small at first, but that was before it moved inside a necklace hanging around the boys neck, where it suddenly exploded into a wave covering the entire area.

Konan couldn't see any apperant changes made by the book, but still believed she'd figured out how it worked. Her enemy used not one, but two relics, one powering the other. She could use this, but she'd need some time to think. Clouding herself in a grand storm of paper confetti, she silently summoned a paper clone to work as her substitute while she moved away from the battle unnoticed.

Finally able to catch her breath, Konan weighed her options. This was supposed to be a simple recon mission, yet she found herself facing some ridiculous jutsu that could seemingly accomplish anything by the stroke of a pen. Or maybe it could be a type of genjutsu? In which case she could beet it by...

Konan threw herself behind a bush just as three females, all wearing pale white makeup under pieces of clothing that had been titillatingly shredded, suddenly apperead from around a corner.

"What the hell are you guys doing here?!"

"Us? Why are you here dressed up like that!? What if Naruto saw you!?"

"It's not like I'm doing it because of anything that loser said. My ass has been begging for a pounding all day, and this spirit nonsense is the perfect opportunity for it to get some,"

"I know what you mean. For some reason I can't stop thinking about showing my tatas off to every guy I meet. You know, one of the spirits are supposed to have the biggest tits ever. Just imagining people looking at my funbags like that... "

"God you guys are sluts."

"And you? Are you saying you showed up here in the middle of the night, dressed in a lewd spirit get-up, and weren't planning on getting off?"

"That's different! The bitch spirit just talks dirty for a while before leaving, and if I want to get myself off tonight I really need to let people know what a bitch I am for Na... Erm. Anyways. What do we do now?"

"As long as nobody recognize us I think we're safe. It's not like we're going to do any of the other disgusting things from Naruto's dumb bet"

"Obviously not. Let's hurry up to the square. It's going to take a while to draw someone out this late at night, and my hams needs a slapping before daybreak."

...

Konan peaked out from the bush she'd been hiding behind. She hadn't expected there to be villagers out walking this late at night, and the last thing she needed now was for even more people to notice her.

Reviewing herself, the exhausted woman counted several agonizing issues she'd rather be without. Her panties were missing, her shoes were hurting, and the whipped cream previously made up in elegant spirals around her nipples was now smeared all over her mostly nude body. Dropping her shoulders in defeat, she shook her pigtails back and forth as she realized that continuing to pursue her target for any longer would be more trouble than it was worth. She'd already learned how the enemy's jutsu worked, and through sensing how far the earlier pulse of chakra had extended she also knew it's range.

Speaking off, she'd been lucky the last command written hadn't been an attack directly targeting her, as that could have easily spelled her doom. Instead she'd now be able to pull back, recompose herself, and focus on what had actually been her mission all along. Namely robbing the local sex toy shop to further spread her name throughout the nation as Konan; the infamous Slut smuggler, the Butt Bandit, the Paper pussy, the list went on. Twirling a finger through one pigtail with a vacant look on her face, Konan couldn't help but feel something off about the situation. Had her goal as a vigilante always been to harass people with her sexually oriented pranks? Shrugging, she walked on, knowing there'd be plenty of time to think about it the following day when the Butt Bandit assaulted her first victim. (Her first victim's cock that is)