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Chapter 18 You're being bullied...
Front desk of an izakaya (Japanese pub).
The boss patted his round belly, looked down at the bill, and then looked at the ramen-noodle-haired boy in front of him with a complicated expression.
"The total is 1,600 taels. The fried rice set meal is 100 taels, the orange juice is complimentary with the set meal, and the wine... 1,500 taels..."
From the moment Tsunade sat down opposite the boy, he kept glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.
Although they were so far away that he couldn't hear what they were saying, he could guess from their expressions that Tsunade was deliberately making things difficult for the Uchiha boy.
Sure enough, after a while, the boy came over and offered to pay the bill...
Thinking of this, the boss couldn't help but feel a little more pity when he looked at Uchiha Ike.
Child, you're being bullied...
"...Would you like to take another look?" he said tactfully.
As long as the boy nodded, he was prepared for Tsunade to dine and dash.
In any case, it can be considered as doing Tsunade a favor...
Although he found it hard to believe that Tsunade, who always ate for free, would remember this izakaya just because of one drink.
But he couldn't bring himself to pay this money for a young ninja who looked like he had just graduated.
look again?
Uchiha Ike glanced at the blue light screen that only he could see.
[Emotional fluctuations detected from Tsunade!]
[Gain 20 points and increase defense by 4%!]
[Target's emotional fluctuations exceed the standard; host receives an additional reward: Palm Immortal Technique!]
[Rank A Medical Ninjutsu: Uses chakra to rapidly heal the target's wounds. With sufficient proficiency, it can be used to disrupt the chakra circulation within another person's body, causing negative status effects.]
He smiled and shook his head, took out his wallet from his waist, pulled out two banknotes with a face value of one thousand taels, and handed them over:
"No need, she's already paid."
"...Understood." Although the shopkeeper didn't understand at all, he didn't say anything more, took the banknotes, and started looking for change.
Taking advantage of the moment, Uchiha Ike glanced back.
Across from where he had just been sitting, Tsunade, with her blonde hair, was still slumped over the table, fast asleep, clutching a bottle of sake.
Uchiha Ike couldn't help but shake his head.
Ninjas generally don't get drunk, but it's unlikely that a ninja would never get drunk.
Even the strongest ninjas are still made of flesh and blood; they get hungry, thirsty, and can even get food poisoning. Although their physique is superior to that of ordinary people, there is always a limit.
When alcohol is ingested faster than it is metabolized, one will naturally become drunk... but this was truly the first time he had ever seen a ninja so drunk.
There were two tables full of drinks in the food area alone; who knows how many cases of liquor this Lady Tsunade drank in the drinking area...
"Hmm..."
Tsunade seemed to hear the cricket chirping in Uchiha Ike's heart. She let out a soft groan, twisting her body as if trying to get up, but quickly slumped back onto the table.
It seemed that because it was past midnight and the weather had turned cool, she unconsciously curled up in a corner and buried her face in her crossed arms for more warmth.
At this moment, Uchiha Ike found it hard to associate the person in front of him with the legendary, fiery granddaughter of the First Hokage; instead, he felt as if he were facing a homeless stray cat in winter.
Hmm... calling it a stray cat might not be quite right.
Uchiha Ike tilted his head.
I think we should call her a tigress...
"Your change."
The boss's voice interrupted Uchiha Ike's thoughts.
Uchiha Ike nodded, stuffed the four hundred-ryo bills handed to him by the shopkeeper into his wallet, and then turned and walked out of the izakaya.
But when he reached the door, he seemed to remember something, and stopped, his eyes flickering.
"Looks like we can make another killing..."
Under the astonished gaze of the izakaya owner.
Uchiha Ike quickly approached Tsunade, who was fast asleep.
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Tsunade is dreaming again.
This time, she dreamed of the rope tree again.
"Sister, I want to become a great Hokage like Grandpa when I grow up!" This was when Nawaki was six years old.
"Sister, I've mastered the use of kunai and shuriken today!" This was about half a month after Nawaki became Orochimaru's apprentice.
"Sister, Orochimaru-sensei said I'm very talented, and tomorrow I can learn to use explosive tags..." This is...
Scenes flashed by rapidly, then in the next instant, the familiar ending arrived.
A morgue during a downpour.
A rare look of pain appeared on Orochimaru's pale face:
"Tsunade, I'm sorry..."
Tsunade couldn't say a word, her body trembling as she looked at the white sheet on the stretcher, her eyes filled with tears.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping into puddles at her feet, creating ripples that spread outwards.
At this time in the past, she would wake up from nightmares.
But this time, the dream continued.
She sat in an izakaya, talking face-to-face with a strange boy with ramen-noodle hair.
The boy scratched his cheek shyly as he spoke of his dream.
Become Hokage...
A gleam shone in the boy's eyes as he described the role he most longed for.
It's my older sister...
In his last, blurry vision, the boy earnestly handed the cup to her:
"Big sister, I didn't drink any alcohol..."
Even in her dreams, Tsunade felt a tremor deep within her heart...
Just then, she felt a soft and familiar call coming from above her head.
"Lady Tsunade?"
Seeing that she didn't respond, the person who called out gently nudged her arm: "Lady Tsunade, Lady Tsunade..."
"Ugh—"
Tsunade gradually regained consciousness and slowly opened her moist eyes.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, she sat up abruptly and looked up.
But after finding no one in front of her, she sat back down, looking lost and forlorn.
"Lady Tsunade?"
A short-haired girl dressed in black casual clothes came into view, looking at her with a worried expression.
"It's silence..." Tsunade propped herself up with her right hand, rubbing her temples with her left, and asked, "What time is it?"
"When I started looking for you, it was already two in the morning..." Shizune blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "Right now, it's probably four in the morning?"
She wondered if it was because she had just woken up, but she felt that Tsunade's voice sounded a little nasal.
"Oh, no wonder it's so cold..."
Tsunade nodded, reaching out to pull down the outer garment draped over her body, wanting to wrap herself up tighter.
"Um?"
She let out a puzzled nasal sound, realizing that she wasn't covered by her own green robe, but by an unfamiliar black trench coat.
"Do you need some more clothes?" Seeing Tsunade's action, Shizune quickly handed over the green robe she had brought from home.
Tsunade shook her head, pointing to her trench coat: "This..."
Looking at Tsunade's trench coat, Shizune tilted her head in confusion.
"Is this a new outfit you bought? It's nice to change your style once in a while, but..."
At this point, Jingyin paused, seemingly wanting to say something more.
"But what?" Tsunade asked instinctively.
"But where did you get the money?"
Tsunade's face visibly darkened, and she forcefully tapped Shizune's skull.
"Ouch!" Shizune covered her head and squatted down pitifully.
A stocky man came out from behind the counter; he appeared to be the owner of the izakaya.
As the shopkeeper approached, Tsunade asked in a low voice, "Shizune, did you bring any money?"
Upon hearing this, Jingyin immediately clutched her empty purse, her face contorted with distress, and said, "I only have two thousand taels left..."
This was the allowance she received after becoming a genin, but she didn't spend a single penny of it, leaving her with only two thousand ryo.
"That's enough." Tsunade said, snatching Shizune's wallet away.
For some reason, she doesn't really want to dine and dash anymore.
"How much?"
When the boss came to the two of them, Tsunade asked directly.
However, the boss shook his head vigorously.
"Tsk." Tsunade clicked her tongue impatiently and unzipped her wallet. "I asked you how much it cost?"
The owner of the Akimichi clan waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Lady Tsunade, you don't need to pay."
"What do you mean?"
Upon hearing this, Tsunade stopped making change and looked at the izakaya owner with a puzzled expression.
The izakaya owner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said cautiously:
"That young man has already paid for your drinks."