The gathering ended with all three of them passing out drunk.
Ye Ning carried Tsunade on his back beneath the bright moon, slowly making his way toward the Senju Clan Grounds.
Ye Ning had thought Tsunade was completely out cold, but unexpectedly, she let out a wistful sigh:
"I remember when you first came to Konoha. One time, you carried me away from Sakumo's house just like this."
At that, Ye Ning paused.
That was right!
It had been a long time since he'd last carried Tsunade away from Sakumo's house.
"If I remember correctly, you were dead drunk that time too, weren't you? And it was that very night you finally overcame Hemophobia, that demon in your heart."
"So much time has passed in the blink of an eye."
Tsunade suddenly rubbed her face against Ye Ning's back and rested her head on his shoulder:
"I really hope that thirty years from now, we can still all get together like this to drink and chat..."
Well...
Unless something unexpected happened, Tsunade's wish should be easy enough to grant, right?
The people at today's gathering—him, Sasori, and Shika—were all still young. They'd certainly be around thirty years from now. Tsunade had developed the Yin Seal and the Strength of a Hundred Technique, which let her keep her body in peak condition. And Orochimaru might well become younger and younger as time went on.
The only two they might need to worry about were Sakumo and Jiraiya.
But with their strength, as long as they didn't go looking for trouble, they should have no problem living another thirty years.
"Don't worry. Thirty years from now, we'll still be drinking and talking like this."
"Oh, right. I'm curious—why doesn't Sasori plan to get revenge on Sakumo anymore? While we were drinking, I