That Woman Had Terrible Drinking Manners

By noon, Nawaki had finished a morning of training, so exhausted that he could barely lift his arms.

Luckily, Tsunade was there. One Mystical Palm Technique solved the muscle fatigue.

Kushina also shamelessly came over to get some treatment, leaving her entire arm feeling relaxed. Who knew whether showing off had been worth working that hard for?

"Let's go eat."

Kawafune led the three of them toward the dining room. His sister-in-law had already arranged everything, while Sakumo only needed to eat.

When they arrived, servants were steadily bringing dishes to the table.

Husband-and-Wife Lung Slices, fried peanuts, spiced beef...

Over the years, Kawafune had experimented with plenty of food. The cooks in the household had all been trained up, and their drinking snacks were as authentic as they came.

"This is a specialty of the Hatake Clan. I specifically had the cooks make it today."

Kawafune gentlemanly arranged for Tsunade to sit beside his sister-in-law.

He sat across from her, with Nawaki and Kushina seated below him.

Looking at these dishes she had never eaten before, Tsunade was somewhat surprised. Were the dishes in rich households all different?

She kept her expression calm, though the food looked extremely appetizing.

Once all the dishes had been served, Kawafune waved a hand.

"Bring two jars of Sauce Fragrance."

This was also one of the major things Kawafune had done since arriving in the Naruto World. Dissatisfied with sake being too mild, he had brewed his own sauce-aroma baijiu.

Unfortunately, no one else was accustomed to drinking it, so it could not become a profitable business. Only he and Sakumo drank it often; otherwise, they would not have blacked out yesterday.

A servant quickly brought over jars of white liquor. Tsunade had never even heard of it.

"What kind of liquor is this Sauce Fragrance?"

Her face was full of doubt, as though she had become some uncultured country bumpkin in the Hatake Clan.

"Haha, it's a strong liquor I brewed myself."

"See whether it suits your taste. If not, we can switch to something else."

Kawafune took a jar, pulled out the stopper, and poured everyone a cup. A powerful fragrance of alcohol immediately filled the dining room.

Nawaki and Kushina both frowned at the pungent smell.

At that moment, whether Sakumo's craving for alcohol had flared up or he simply wanted to act like the host, he forced an awkward smile and raised his cup.

"Welcome to the Hatake Clan, Tsunade. Let's have a drink together."

Tsunade hurriedly raised her cup as well, holding it toward Sakumo from across the table.

"Hiss... ha."

The four of them downed a cup, furrowing their brows as they made the same sound in unison.

Sakumo picked up a piece of his favorite Husband-and-Wife Lung Slices, and everyone began eating.

Nawaki and Kushina each grabbed a large piece of the pork trotter they had been eyeing for ages.

It looked delicious and tasted even better. The two children ate until their mouths were greasy.

Mealtime officially began.

Tsunade clearly liked strong liquor. A cup of alcohol followed by a peanut—she truly understood the essence of being a drunkard.

Nayuki occasionally drank a cup with them, while the Kawafune brothers and Tsunade traded drinks with great enthusiasm.

After drinking for a long time, all three of their faces had turned red, and one jar was already empty.

They had already drunk more than half of the second jar. These were two-kilogram jars.

Drunk people tended to talk more, and Sakumo was especially outstanding in that regard. Seeing him like that, Nayuki could not bear to look, yet she could hardly drag him away in front of guests.

"Tsunade, you drink boldly. I like that."

"Let's have another. I'll finish mine; do as you please."

There was no trace left of Sakumo's cold, unapproachable demeanor. His cheeks were flushed red, and his smile bloomed as brightly as a chrysanthemum.

He looked exactly like the friendly older brother next door.

But Tsunade was not having any of that. What did he mean, she could drink as she pleased? Who was he looking down on?

"Bottoms up together."

She tipped back her head and drained the cup, then filled another for herself.

Kawafune was starting to feel completely out of place. When he drank too much, he only wanted to sleep. Those two were the type who only wanted more alcohol once they got drunk.

He exchanged a look with his sister-in-law, and they both sighed before taking a small sip.

Nawaki and Kushina had already eaten and drunk their fill. With energy to spare, they had run off to the Training Hall to practice on their own.

There was endless passion for things one liked, especially for children.

"Kawafune-kun, let's drink together. You're very handsome."

Tsunade stood and came to Kawafune's side, draping an arm over his shoulder and even giving him a flirtatious wink, making his heart leap in alarm.

Looking at the cleavage so close before him, Kawafune was afraid he would not be able to restrain himself.

He quickly raised his cup, clinked it against Tsunade's, and drained it in one go.

"Tsunade, what do you think of my little brother? I think you two are a perfect match."

"Talented man, beautiful woman. The Hatake Clan may not have much else, but we're quite wealthy now. If you marry into the family, you definitely won't suffer."

Sakumo raised his cup. It was impossible to tell whether he was deliberately helping or simply spouting drunken nonsense.

"I'm very good at gambling. Aren't you afraid I'll gamble the Hatake Clan into poverty?"

Even after drinking, Tsunade still had a clear understanding of herself. When sober, she only believed that her gambling skills were unmatched beneath the heavens and that she merely lacked a little luck with money.

"You can lose it, and I can earn it. A match made in heaven."

Kawafune stopped pretending to be mute and took over the conversation, wearing a lecherous grin.

"The way you look at me isn't quite right."

Tsunade's eyes were sultry as silk. She drank the liquor in her cup and set it on the table.

Both hands supported her breasts.

"Is it because they're too big?"

Kawafune's jaw nearly dropped. He had thought his glances were well hidden.

So this was what Tsunade was like after drinking too much. It was far too thrilling.

"If you like looking, then take a good look."

As she spoke, Tsunade grabbed Kawafune's head and buried it in her magnificent cleavage.

Feeling the soft sensation against his entire face, Kawafune initially looked blissful. But as Tsunade increased her strength, he felt as though he was about to suffocate.

Sakumo's cup fell to the floor, his mouth hanging wide open. Was this really something he was allowed to watch?

Nayuki shyly turned her face away, watching Tsunade and Kawafune from the corner of her eye.

Using every ounce of his strength, Kawafune finally broke free from her clutches and greedily gulped down air.

His cheeks were red not only from the alcohol but also from the intoxicatingly suggestive atmosphere, which was nearly overwhelming his mind. His thoughts were a complete mess.

"Have you seen enough?"

Tsunade was still smiling without the slightest hint of embarrassment. She drank another cup, then puckered her lips and planted a fierce kiss on Kawafune's face.

One red lip print after another was left behind.

"Haha, Kawafune-kun, you smell so nice."

She burst into laughter after kissing him, clearly having entered a drunken, crazed state.

Only then did Sakumo come back to his senses. He picked up his cup but did not drink from it. Instead, he waved for Nayuki to help him back to his room, as he could barely walk anymore.

Leaning against his wife, Sakumo continued muttering.

"That woman had terrible drinking manners!"

Kawafune looked at the wildly laughing Tsunade, then at the Ghost Mastiff that had left with his brother and sister-in-law. Now, he could only handle her himself.

"Tsunade, we've had enough to drink today. How about we drink again another day?"

"No, I still want to drink."

How could Tsunade possibly agree? Holding the jar, she filled both their cups again.

Kawafune could only force himself to continue accompanying her. He could not exactly knock her out. If he failed to knock her out in one blow, would there even be a house left afterward?

Sakura could punch a mortgaged house into nothing with one fist, let alone Tsunade.