Tsunade is the God of Gamblers!

Afternoon sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the second floor of Wanxiang Sweet Drinks, casting bright streaks across the wooden floor.

Menma, young Sasuke, and Boruto sat at a four-person square table by the window, their half-finished drinks set out before them.

On an armchair against the wall, Shizune struggled a little to settle the drunken, bleary-eyed Tsunade down, letting her half recline in a relatively comfortable position.

The legendary blond female ninja had her eyes closed, her brows faintly furrowed, her rosy lips unconsciously mumbling something. The fullness of her chest rose and fell with her breathing, drawing furtive glances from a few young men at nearby tables, who hurriedly looked away when Shizune's stern gaze swept over them.

Shizune sighed softly, turned, and walked to the counter, lowering her voice to say a few words to the curious-looking server.

Before long, the server brought over a steaming cup of tea that gave off a faint fragrance.

Shizune took it, tested the temperature, then carefully sat back down beside Tsunade. With one hand, she gently supported the back of Tsunade's neck; with the other, she brought the rim of the cup to Tsunade's lips.

"Lady Tsunade, drink some sobering tea. You'll feel better." Shizune's voice was gentle.

Tsunade parted her lips slightly, allowing Shizune to slowly feed her the warm tea.

After drinking nearly half the cup, she gave a vague "Mm," and her furrowed brows seemed to ease a little, though she still had not fully sobered up.

The little pink pig Tonton came up beside Shizune's feet, rubbed its snout against the leg of her pants, then lifted its round little eyes and curiously sized up the three people at the table opposite them.

As Boruto sipped his milk tea in small mouthfuls, he