After Princess Mito's inauguration ceremony ended, a celebratory banquet naturally followed. But no one should have expected these dirt-poor Redheads to serve anything fancy. Aside from a few paltry staples and some drinks, the entire spread consisted of seafood.
Shingetsu's face turned green at the sight of the freshly caught seafood. After drifting at sea for so long, she was thoroughly sick of it!
But after looking at the miserable flatbread and dried meat, then back at the seafood that was at least guaranteed to be fresh, she reluctantly chose the seafood.
Clearly, she was not the only one who felt that way. It was not just the people from Konoha, whose abundant supplies had spoiled their palates-even the Redheads themselves agreed.
"Seafood just doesn't fill you up!"
The redheaded Uzumaki picked up the flatbread and dried meat and began grumbling quietly. Catching seafood took time and effort, sometimes even risking their lives, and it offered little fat to sustain them. Aside from a handful of fishermen, few people wanted to eat it every day.
Looking at the seafood on her plate and the white-flour flatbread hard enough to kill someone, Shingetsu felt homesick for the first time. As she chewed, she longed for all the desserts and milk tea back in the village.
Sigh. It'll take so much more time at sea before I can get back to Konoha...
After several rounds of drinks, the celebration gradually grew livelier. Some excited redheaded monkeys began pestering their new friends from Konoha, while the Konoha children who had come along to broaden their horizons quickly hit it off with the Uzumaki children and began playing tag.
"Shingetsu!"
With his face flushed bright red, Hōkaku was plainly drunk. He stared for a long while at his cousin, who was peeling crab shells