Shizune hadn't felt this way before.
Now she really did feel a little awkward.
And this was all happening in front of the future Hokage.
As Shizune supported Tsunade and was about to take her back to her room, Tsunade spotted Yeyu.
She narrowed her eyes at Yeyu, who was about to head back to his room.
Tsunade staggered over to Yeyu's door.
Shizune was stunned. As soon as she came to her senses, she hurried after Tsunade.
She tried to pull her back.
"Ha ha ha, Yeyu, you, you—urgh!"
Tsunade leaned against Yeyu's shoulder. When she tried to say something, she nearly threw up.
Yeyu almost lost it.
The smell of alcohol on her was so strong it nearly made him vomit.
Even though Tsunade was beautiful, even though she had a great figure, at that moment, all Yeyu wanted to do was kick her away.
Fortunately, he managed to suppress his irritation.
Tsunade was about as tall as Yeyu. She was 1.63 meters tall, while Yeyu was 1.67 meters tall, having grown two centimeters recently.
The four-centimeter difference wasn't much.
So it was easy for Tsunade to lean against Yeyu's shoulder.
But as he smelled the alcohol on her and watched her struggle not to throw up, Yeyu gritted his teeth, his expression turning grim.
If an ordinary person had Tsunade leaning against their shoulder like this, they would have been so excited they'd jump for joy.
But at that moment, Yeyu felt as if something filthy had gotten stuck to him.
And that filthy thing was Tsunade, his senior. Yeyu forced himself to endure the irritation and said nothing.
He couldn't imagine how furious he'd be if Tsunade threw up on him.
He probably wouldn't care about showing respect to his senior anymore.
But Tsunade had no