Hashirama stared blankly at the phone in his hand.
"See? Hasn't he sobered up now?" Izuna said with a chuckle, having watched the whole thing.
"Who do you think you're talking to, huh?! I'm informing you! We have to keep up with the times! Got it?!" Once Hashirama came back to his senses, the drunken flush on his face deepened, and he shouted with a hint of anger.
"What?" Mito asked, so angry she laughed.
"Huh? Things seem to be heading in the wrong direction," Izuna said, swallowing.
"Who gave Uncle Hashirama this bottle?" Daiyue hurriedly picked up the bottle Hashirama had been drinking from and asked the people around him in a trembling voice.
Everyone shook their heads.
Daiyue froze as he looked at the label on the bottle: "Love Kidney Company fake liquor." It was sealed right there in plain sight. Had nobody bothered to check it?
"Why does Father's company sell fake liquor, too?" Daiyue asked in bewilderment.
"Oh, that. I looked into it before. The fake liquor is specifically for export, not for sale within Konoha, so I left it alone. But plenty of broke idiots in the village secretly go to the manufacturers to buy it. Ten ryo a bottle, and it tastes pretty much like the real thing, so quite a few broke idiots buy it," Fugaku said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
Everyone slowly turned their eyes toward the broke idiot standing on the table.
"The genuine version of that ten-ryo fake liquor costs thirty thousand ryo a bottle. I heard the fake stuff is sold exclusively outside the village, for a hundred thousand a bottle," Fugaku continued after a moment's thought.
"Talk about a killing..." Daiyue said, swallowing.
"And this stuff is actually approved for sale outside the village. Mr. Kakuzu really is