Only a thin layer of broth remained in the hotpot. Empty plates were stacked in several tall piles, and empty liquor bottles littered the floor at their feet.
"..." Nagato covered his flushed face, struggling against the effects of the alcohol.
But Konan still wanted more...
"Buurp~ Gulp... Is there no more?" Konan let out a drunken burp, turned an empty bottle upside down, and shook it at the air.
Not a single drop came out...
"Damn it~ I'll go buy more." She tossed aside the empty bottle and swayed as she rose to her feet.
At that moment, Nagato grabbed her wrist. "That's enough, Konan. If you keep drinking, something will happen."
Konan blinked, looking puzzled. "Something happen? What could happen...?"
Nagato was deeply troubled. At the moment, his brain was highly active under the influence of alcohol. At the same time, he could feel that his control over the "Companion Tailed Beast" had weakened considerably. It was showing faint signs of breaking through the "Rationality Seal" and going berserk...
Damn it! My tolerance was actually worse than Konan's! Was alcohol tolerance inversely proportional to chakra reserves?
"Hm?" Konan's beautiful eyes shifted, and a teasing expression appeared on her face. "Nagato, beg me~."
Nagato could only yield. "Konan, I'm begging you. Let's sit down and talk."
"Sit down?"
"But I don't want to sit." Konan said.
"Then what do you want to do?"
"I want to... lie down."
"Fine, lie down." Nagato released Konan's hand and stood, preparing to make room for her.
"You sit."
"Huh?" Nagato looked at the sofa, which could barely fit one person lying down. "If I sit, there won't be anywhere for you to lie down."
"Idiot." Konan nudged the empty bottles piled beside them away with her foot and sat down next to