The two strolled leisurely through the bustling town, soaking in the exotic atmosphere of the night.
The streets were brightly lit, and the rich aromas of grilled meat and spices filled the air. People laughed and talked loudly in the taverns, and the whole city brimmed with a lively, carefree spirit.
Although a "tail" remained close behind them, Tsunade paid it no mind.
After all, this was the Land of Wind, and their pursuer thought she was well hidden. With Tsunade and Shinichi's strength, they could deal with her in moments if she tried anything.
"Hey, Shinichi, I think you've been getting a little carried away lately." Tsunade narrowed her eyes, a sly smile on her tipsy face.
"Oh?" Shinichi raised an eyebrow, his smile suggestive. "How so?"
Tsunade poked his forehead, slightly drunk. "You drank so much at the tavern that now you're practically floating down the street."
Shinichi chuckled and slipped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. "Little Tsunade, you drank plenty yourself, but you're still so clearheaded."
Feeling his warmth draw near, Tsunade froze for a moment, then gave a soft huff. Rather than push him away, she openly wrapped her arm around his waist and leaned against him.
"Hmph, whose fault was it for ordering so much booze?!" Tsunade complained, yet a rare smile appeared on her face.
Shinichi's lips curved upward. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "The scenery and atmosphere tonight were just too perfect for a few drinks."
His warm breath brushed her ear, deepening the blush on her cheeks. Still pretending nothing was amiss, she gently pushed him away. "Oh, please. Are you plotting something?"
Shinichi spread his hands, feigning innocence. "Me? How could I? I'm just an upstanding young man from Konoha who wants to take