"Sasuke, you're as healthy as ever."
Itachi Uchiha looked at Sasuke's rosy little face, brimming with smiles, and a happy smile appeared on his own face.
Such a rosy complexion showed that Sasuke was in excellent health.
And that beaming smile showed that Sasuke was living happily here.
"Come on, kid. Have a couple of drinks."
Just as Itachi Uchiha relaxed and prepared to sneak back to the Uchiha Clan, a voice rang out.
The moment that voice sounded, every hair on Itachi Uchiha's body stood on end.
To Itachi Uchiha, the owner of that voice was practically a living nightmare.
Itachi Uchiha stiffly turned his neck. When he saw Yuu appear, his face instantly turned green.
Yuu was teasing Sasuke with his foot as if he were playing with a puppy, holding a bottle of alcohol in his hand. With Itachi Uchiha's Sharingan vision, he could naturally see that it was an extremely strong liquor.
Then Sasuke actually revealed a heartfelt smile, hugged the bottle, and began gulping it down.
Only then did Itachi Uchiha understand. The rosy color on his brother's face was not from good health at all—it was clearly because he had drunk too much!
And that smile, no matter how Itachi Uchiha looked at it now, resembled the silly grin of a drunkard.
What happened next drove Itachi Uchiha even further into despair.
His dearest, most well-behaved little brother was actually... throwing a drunken tantrum?!!!
Itachi Uchiha stared blankly as Sasuke did a series of utterly baffling things, and sorrow suddenly filled his eyes.
Give his adorable little brother back!!!
The two tomoe in his Sharingan spun nonstop, his Dojutsu steadily increasing until a new tomoe appeared.
Three Tomoe Sharingan!
"Kid, you've been watching for so long. Have you seen enough? You really never learn,