She either wants to become Hokage herself, or she wants to marry Hokage.
Now, even the first question I ask myself is about the Hokage.
After Kushina asked the question, Mikoto stared at Araki with curiosity in her eyes, her eyes sparkling with intense curiosity. Although this was not the kind of question she particularly wanted to hear, she still really wanted to know the final answer.
"If you're asking about things I've thought about..." Araki thought for a moment and said, "Then I definitely have!"
"Really?" Kushina asked.
"This is the second question already!" Araki shook his head seriously, not answering Kushina directly, and said, "I think everyone in Konoha has thought about becoming Hokage, but it's all just a thought. In the end, only one person can become Hokage."
"My turn! My turn!"
Mikoto eagerly raised her hand. She had already thought of a question. She had felt that Kushina's question was uninteresting, and now she was going to ask a very interesting one.
My question is...
"Wait," Araki called out to Mikoto, "I choose Truth or Dare."
"..."
Mikoto was speechless. The excited expression on her face was still there, but she was stunned and looked like she was dumbfounded.
"Go ahead and say it," Araki said calmly.
"Should I ask you a question?" Mikoto's mind was filled with that question.
"Tell me about the adventure, what do you want me to do?" Araki shook his head.
"What do you want me to do?" Mikoto paused for a moment, then her face suddenly turned even redder, and she said, "Anything is fine with me?"
"As long as I can do it, you can't ask for something too outrageous, like asking me to pluck stars from the sky or the moon, that would be asking too much of me," Araki said earnestly.
"I, I..."
Mikoto's dark eyes kept darting around, several ideas flashing through her mind in an instant, her cheeks growing redder and redder, but in the end, she couldn't bring herself to say any of them.
It's not that I'm afraid to speak up.
Rather, it's something that can't be said.
If I were to say that, it would be too... too...
"Oops!"
Mikoto slapped her forehead. She suddenly realized that Truth or Dare was very disadvantageous for her. She was all talk and no action; she would say anything if asked, but when it came to actually doing it, she would chicken out.
Especially now, in front of Kushina.
I can't just say what's on my mind!
But...
If I don't let Araki do it with me...
We can't expect Araki and Kushina to do it!
There's no way it's that cheap!
It was clearly his own request, yet he went and granted Kushina!
That won't do!
Even if I can't have it myself, I can't let Kushina get it first, otherwise it would be too painful!
Can I get an advance?
Mikoto blinked her big eyes. Under the influence of alcohol, she was indeed bolder and more talkative than before, but she was still a little reserved when facing Araki.
"What advance payment?" Araki was taken aback.
"It's the dare I suggested. You can do it later, no need to do it now," Mikoto said after thinking for a moment.
"Tell me what it is first." Araki had a bad feeling.
"If I drink too much and fall asleep later, you have to carry me back to bed!" Mikoto said, taking a deep breath.
"Okay." Araki agreed immediately without hesitation. She thought it was something important; she would have agreed to this even without this request.
"Huh?" Mikoto didn't expect Araki to agree so quickly.
"Alright, let's start the next round again." Araki didn't want to linger in the part where he was being punished, so he picked up his spoon and prepared to spin.
"And what about me?" Kushina suddenly asked.
"What?" Araki was completely bewildered.
"What if I get drunk later..."
Before Kushina could finish speaking, Mikoto interrupted her sharply, saying, "This is my dare request. If you want it too, you can ask Araki later!"
"Hateful!"
Kushina clenched her fists tightly, suddenly realizing that she had more and more questions to ask and more and more things she wanted Araki to do.
I wish Araki could keep losing!
Araki had already started spinning the spoon. This time, he was much more relaxed. He knew he wouldn't keep losing, and that it wouldn't be his turn next.
With his fingertips applying pressure.
The spoon left trails of afterimages on the table.
The faster the rotation, the fairer it appears. No one can say that Araki deliberately manipulated the situation; it's something no one can control.
Gradually.
The spoon is moving slower and slower.
This time it stopped right in front of Mikoto.
"Ah!"
Mikoto exclaimed in surprise. She had thought it would be her in the last round and had narrowly escaped, but it turned out to be her again this time.
There's nothing we can do.
Mikoto looked towards Araki in a clockwise direction.
" Mikoto, you lost. What do you choose? Truth or Dare?" Araki asked.
"Wait, let me think about it..."
Uchiha Mikoto suddenly widened her eyes, her face flushed with shyness, and she felt a little numb.
She prefers to be passive.
If she were to take the initiative, she would only be able to muster even a tiny bit of courage under the influence of alcohol.
But being passive made her feel much more comfortable, in terms of her rhythm and pace.
What do we do now?
Truth or Dare?
"It's so hard to choose!"
"I really want to know what kind of questions Araki will ask me?"
"I'm also curious to know what Araki wants me to do?"
"This is too difficult!"
"It would be great if we could choose together!"
"Should I have Araki ask me, or should I have him ask me to do something?"
"How should I choose?!"
"..."
Mikoto's mind was in complete turmoil. She was holding her head in her hands, utterly unsure which option to choose first.
Have you thought it through?
Araki frowned slightly, watching Mikoto struggle, a question swirling in his mind: was he really that terrifying?
"I've made up my mind!"
Uchiha Mikoto suddenly puffed out her slightly budding chest, her seemingly timid eyes filled with anticipation, and said, "I choose dare! Tell me, what do you want me to do? I'll do anything!"
"Okay, please wait a moment. My request is very simple, but you'll have to be patient."
As Araki spoke, he stood up abruptly.
This action immediately attracted the attention of Kushina and Mikoto, who both stared at Araki with puzzlement in their eyes.
Especially Uchiha Mikoto.
She is the one who is meant to be.
Naturally, she was even more concerned about what Araki wanted her to do.
Many strange thoughts popped into my head; I couldn't tell if it was fear or anticipation—my feelings were incredibly complex.
A few seconds later.
Araki came out of the kitchen, holding a small bowl that was half-filled with a clear liquid.
It had a sour smell about it when it came over.
"You..."
Mikoto's face, which had just been flushed with drunken anticipation, turned deathly pale in an instant. She vaguely guessed what Araki was about to do.
Araki brought over a bowl of vinegar.
To be precise, it's half a bowl.
" Mikoto, what you need to do is drink this half bowl of vinegar." Araki placed the small bowl directly on the table in front of Mikoto, and the pungent sour smell kept wafting into Mikoto's nostrils.
Are you the devil?
Uchiha Mikoto's expression twisted. She had indeed been a little jealous of Kushina lately, but it was just a sour feeling in her heart, not a sour feeling in her stomach.
Such a big bowl of vinegar!
Even if it's only half a bowl!