After Rock Lee sobered up, the commotion naturally died down.
Only then did the barbecue restaurant owner, his heart bleeding, timidly poke his head out and make his way to the second floor. But when he saw the wreckage all around him, he froze, at a loss for what to do!
Shion quickly patted her chest and said boldly, "Don't worry, we'll pay for the damages!"
Tenten pressed a hand to her forehead and sighed. "Boss, figure out how much was damaged. We'll pay the full amount, every last coin!"
Rock Lee was her teammate, after all. With such a huge mess on their hands, she couldn't let Shion foot the bill.
At the mention of compensation, the owner's deeply furrowed face finally managed a smile.
Before long, the private room had been cleaned up and fitted with new chairs and tableware. One dish after another was brought out. If not for the gaping hole in the wall and the many dents, it might have seemed as if the whole thing had been nothing but an illusion.
The classmates gathered around the table again and began loudly berating Rock Lee.
Aside from Shinji's squad, who hadn't lifted a finger the entire time, everyone else had taken part in restraining Rock Lee. So, to one degree or another, they'd all been injured.
Shikamaru, whom Rock Lee had kicked out onto the street, and Kiba and Sasuke, who had both taken several of Rock Lee's kicks, were the most badly hurt.
After giving Rock Lee a thorough scolding, everyone couldn't help wondering what had happened to him.
Rock Lee had never drunk alcohol before, and even now, he was still completely bewildered. Naturally, he couldn't explain a thing.
Sasuke sat off to the side, feeling extremely frustrated.
He'd come today hoping to