A moved briskly, took two cups with a capacity of three or four hundred milliliters, and plunged his hand directly into the wine jar. He filled both cups, then slowly pushed one of them toward Senya.
As if afraid that even a single drop would spill.
Senya took the cup and held it steadily.
The two tacitly clinked glasses at the same time.
"Clink!"
The glass walls collided, producing a crisp, pleasant sound.
"Damn, big bro, bottoms up!"
"Let's go!"
Without another word, they raised their cups to their mouths, tilted back their heads, and drained them in one go.
"Gulp, gulp."
The wine was fiery the instant it entered their mouths, yet it went down their throats incomparably smooth, without the slightest discomfort.
After downing a cup, A immediately felt as though he had come alive. It was as if every pore in his body had opened, leaving both body and soul utterly refreshed.
The lingering sweetness and fragrance of the wine even remained in his mouth.
"Good wine. Damn, that hits the spot!"
A let out a hearty sigh of satisfaction.
Senya voiced the same sentiment.
"I really didn't expect wine aged for over three years to taste this good."
"That wine cellar I went to such lengths to build wasn't for nothing."
Hearing that, A's interest was instantly piqued. He only had two hobbies in life: one was pumping iron and training, constantly strengthening his muscles and increasing his power.
The other was naturally drinking. His love for fine wine rivaled his love for training, but as the Raikage, he rarely had the chance to drink to his heart's content.
"Little brother, tell me more. Don't tell me you have plenty of wine like this at home?"
"If you do, your old brother here has some financial