Spicy Death

"What did you say?" Even though her voice had been very low, Shin's strength allowed him to hear every word clearly. His eyes narrowed slightly.

Should I discipline this brat on Hashirama's behalf? Early education has a crucial impact on a person's entire life.

He had not come to Konoha because of Tsunade. He had merely come for a stroll to clear his mind and occasionally see how the village had changed. Running into Tsunade had simply been a coincidence.

Little Tsunade was startled and hurriedly laughed. "Nothing, nothing. I was saying Uncle is really handsome."

Shin shook his head helplessly, feeling a trace of powerlessness toward the girl. Turning around, he said, "It gets dark early now. Hurry home, or your family will worry."

Who would have thought that little Tsunade would curl her lips and say, "Worry? They wouldn't." Her voice was extremely low, clearly because she did not want Shin to hear.

Grrr...

At the strange sound, Shin turned back to look at her. She blushed in embarrassment as well.

"Come on. I'll treat you to a meal, then take you home." Shin sighed helplessly. He did not have much experience with coaxing children.

Little Tsunade thought for a moment, seemingly deciding that Shin would not hurt her, then hurried after him. He paid off my gambling debt and is even treating me to dinner. He looks like a big fat sheep—I need to fleece him properly. As she walked, she muttered in her heart about some of the terms she had heard at the casino.

Though she did not fully understand what some of them meant.

Not long after, in a tavern in the center of Konoha, a little girl on the second floor waved the menu around and shouted without the slightest grace, "I want