After Meihui stopped her, Tsunade obediently shut her mouth.
"Jiraiya, we're not leaving until we're drunk today." Acting as though nothing had happened, Tsunade pulled Jiraiya over to keep drinking.
Shizune was still pleading beside her. "Lady Tsunade, please don't drink so much."
"All right, Shizune, I know." Tsunade said she understood, but she showed no sign of stopping.
And so Tsunade and Jiraiya drank late into the night. Jiraiya was the sort who started boasting once he got drunk, while Tsunade simply watched him quietly and listened to his wild ramblings.
Seeing Tsunade like this, Jiraiya couldn't help being a little entranced. After all, he had once liked her very much, but among the Sannin, he couldn't compare to Orochimaru, much less Dan Katō.
Thinking back on the past, Jiraiya began losing control of himself and talking nonsense.
"Tsunade, did you know I used to really like you? But I never had the courage to face you."
"Jiraiya, I think you're drunk." Tsunade had drunk quite a bit herself. Slightly tipsy, she was even more alluring, tugging at Jiraiya's heartstrings with every passing moment.
"It doesn't matter what you think. What matters is what I think. I'm not drunk, and did you even hear what I just said?"
Tsunade merely nodded and smiled without saying a word.
Meihui, Naruto, and Shizune sat nearby, enjoying the spectacle.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. A love spanning decades.
Just as Jiraiya was about to say something else, he suddenly slumped over the table and fell asleep.
Tsunade saw that she had drunk Jiraiya under the table.
She simply told Naruto and Meihui to get him settled.
"Hey, you two brats, go get Jiraiya settled. I'm tired too, so I'm going to bed. Come on, Shizune."
Once Tsunade had gone, Meihui and Naruto hurried off