"Little brother, as long as you're still in the Land of Fire, just mention my name! It works!"
"Haha, big brother, my later years are carefree now. Let's hope I never need to use it."
"Haha, fair point. Let me toast you!"
"Cheers, good brother!"
Bang!
Gulp, gulp... Hah~
The alcohol nowadays was different from before. It was no longer simply clear sake or cloudy sake; with different ingredients and brewing methods, the varieties of liquor had become endless.
What Izuna and Yanta were drinking now was the finest liquor currently available, called... Burning Knife.
With an alcohol content as high as eighty percent, even Izuna, who had once been able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk during the Warring States period, began to feel dazed after just a few glasses.
"Leave them alone. Let's eat."
Miyue was not worried about the two of them at all. She picked up her chopsticks and placed a large slice of meat into Hikari's bowl. Seeing this, Haru asked worriedly from the side:
"Is it really okay to just leave them like that?"
"Don't worry, Sister Haru. Between the two of them, they only have one bottle's worth of alcohol in them~ It's just right. This isn't the first or second time; they know their limits."
Seeing Miyue say that, Haru stopped worrying needlessly and picked up her chopsticks to eat. Miyue truly deserved to be called the only woman among the three who ran a household; her cooking was already about half as good as Uchiha Gen's.
Uchiha Gen's cooking relied on control. He could make every single leaf of vegetable touch the seasoning, practically the theoretical limit of what a human could achieve. For Miyue to reach half his level already made her worthy of being called a master