Killer B's Restlessness!

"Akatsuki has vanished without a trace, while we, we, uh..."

The Third Hokage had been speaking with great fervor when he suddenly caught a whiff of something that should not have been there. His words were forcibly swallowed back. Turning around, his old face immediately darkened.

Ōnoki beside him also stared at the scene before him in astonishment.

No one knew where Hiko had gotten a bottle of wine. While the Third Hokage droned on with thirty percent anxiety and seventy percent fervor, Hiko simply sat down in his seat, pulled out a bottle and some cups, and began leisurely savoring the drink.

This was the Allied Command Center. The Third Hokage and Ōnoki were running themselves ragged, without even time for tea, yet Hiko was drinking here...

"Not bad." Sampling the Uchiha Clan's newly brewed fruit wine, Hiko looked thoroughly intoxicated and gave it a decent review. Compared to hard liquor, he preferred this kind. The flavor was mild, and even drinking a lot would not get you drunk.

It might have seemed like a woman's drink, but why care so much about that when drinking? What counted as a man's drink, and what counted as a woman's drink?

As Hiko continued savoring it, he noticed that the room had gone quiet. Looking back, he found the two old men staring blankly at him. He instinctively raised his cup. "Want a couple of sips?!"

"..."

"..."

"Huff..."

"Huff..."

"Huff..."

After a brief silence, the Third Hokage's breathing steadily grew heavier. His old face darkened as he stared straight at Hiko, making Hiko realize that what he was doing might have been a little inappropriate. He withdrew his cup, coughed, and said, "All right, Old Man Third, I won't disturb you any longer. I'll go keep an eye on the