"Before asking someone else's name, shouldn't you give them yours first?" Chiya pretended not to recognize her. "Besides, you look no older than your twenties. You don't seem much older than me."
Tsunade clearly hadn't expected Chiya to say that, and her old face flushed. There was no way she could tell him that the Strength of a Hundred Seal was the reason she looked so young.
In any case, she absolutely wasn't going to tell him she was over forty.
After a brief hesitation, Tsunade said seriously, "My name is Tsunade."
"Tsunade?" Chiya feigned confusion. "That name sounds familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere."
"There are lots of people in this world with the same name. There's no need to dwell on it."
Having finally met someone she could talk to, Tsunade didn't want her identity to make him feel ill at ease.
"I remember now. I think the only woman among the legendary Sannin was called Lady Tsunade. You wouldn't happen to be her, would you?" Chiya looked at Tsunade with 'expectation' in his eyes.
"How could I be?" Tsunade hurriedly denied it.
But before she could finish, Chiya spoke again. "That's true. I heard Lady Tsunade is nearly fifty. You're so young and beautiful. How could you be that old woman?"
The instant the words "old woman" left his mouth, Tsunade's cup shattered in her hand with a bang.
"What's wrong?" Chiya asked, feigning confusion.
"N-nothing." Tsunade's face darkened terribly as she consoled herself: Don't stoop to his level. Don't stoop to his level.
After several rounds of drinks and a meal, they had nearly finished all the alcohol on the table. Tsunade's face was flushed, and she was beginning to feel tipsy, while Chiya, who had secretly metabolized the alcohol, still looked perfectly sober.