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In the afternoon, the two of them went back to their rooms for a nap after being tired from playing. As expected, Shizune eventually returned, silently checking on the sleeping Tsunade with a look of concern.
‘It’s all because of that blond-haired guy who insisted on dragging Tsunade-sama to play.’
Naruto, after waking up, decided to go for a walk. As he was about to step outside, the sliding door opposite his room suddenly opened, startling him. Tsunade and Shizune shared a room across from his.
Of course, Tsunade had paid for the rooms. At first, she treated Naruto like a research subject, so she didn’t mind spending a little money. Plus, she didn’t care much about money.
Secondly, Tsunade had a slight ulterior motive. Having Naruto nearby made it convenient for her to drag him into a dice ga whenever she wanted.
When the sliding door opened, Naruto thought Tsunade had woken up from the noise and was about to greet her, but he was t with little Shizune’s puffed-up, angry face.
And that resentful look in her eyes… If looks could kill, Naruto would have been sliced into a thousand pieces right then.
Seeing this, Naruto couldn’t help but find it amusing, thinking to himself, ‘So this is what Shizune-san was like when she was younger.’
He couldn't help but want to tease her, and asked with a smile, "Hey, Shizune-chan, what's wrong?"
Naruto knew Tsunade and Shizune had been away from Konoha for years and only have so impression of Minato. Moreover, Tsunade had experienced so much in her life that she hadn’t paid much attention to the village’s affairs.
Even though Tsunade felt that the na Naruto sounded familiar, it was only from when Jiraiya boasted about the protagonist of his novel, and she didn't have a very deep impression of it.
Even if Tsunade and Shizune might eventually connect Naruto with Minato, they they would likely assu they were just relatives and would not think in other directions at all.
Naruto, feeling at ease, knew Shizune’s personality well. Although she was usually considerate and kind, she occasionally had a bit of a tsundere streak, just like Tsunade.
"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Naruto continued to ask with a grin.
"You're the one who's sick!" Shizune, not wanting to talk to him, angrily slamd the door shut. The stern lecture she had planned in her mind had completely vanished at this mont.
At this ti, Shizune was still squatting behind the door, feeling frustrated, ‘I didn't perform well just now… Next ti!! Next ti, I will definitely scold him to death.’
On the other side, Naruto went out for a stroll.
By the ti he returned, it was already dark. The scenery outside had failed to capture his interest. As he walked, he silently calculated how much longer he could stay.
‘Logically speaking, as long as the Ryumyaku is not activated, I can still wander here for a long ti, even one or two years is not a problem. When I returned to my own ti, only one or two minutes would have passed in the real world.’
But while he could afford to stay, but Roran couldn’t.
A small country like Roran wouldn’t survive long in the midst of war. Sooner or later, it would definitely be dragged into conflict. If that happened, the Ryumyaku might be exposed. And if it were destroyed, he’d have no way to return.
Estimating in his mind, Naruto figured he had about two or three months left before he had to go back to Roran.
When Naruto returned to the inn, Tsunade was already awake. Her face was slightly flushed, and there was a faint sll of alcohol. And Shizune was nowhere to be seen.
The door to Tsunade’s room was wide open, the lights inside were off, and she sat there, drinking alone in a daze. Her legs were casually crossed, and her neckline was a bit disheveled.
Naruto, without any shyness, walked right in and sat next to her, casually snatching the cup from her hand. Before she could react, he tipped his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
"Stop drinking so much. I’m confiscating this."
Tsunade stared at him blankly for a few monts, clearly not fully awake yet. She muttered softly, "Why do you care so much?"
"I'm here to keep an eye on you." Naruto replied, tapping the table twice, "If you drink too much, your brain will beco stupid."
Tsunade was jolted awake by the sound of Naruto’s finger tapping the table. She opened her eyes and looked at Naruto carefully. Without the lights on, it was hard to see clearly. Her blurry glance stirred a strange feeling inside her.
‘Am I going crazy? Why does it feel like I’ve known him for years?’
With the alcohol gone, Tsunade slumped at the table, her mind drifting back to old mories. Her gaze dimd as she sank into a lancholic daze. The half-dreamlike intoxication was the only thing that made her feel slightly better.
Seeing this, Naruto did not say anything. He knew that no one could truly understand another’s pain. No matter how eloquent his words might be, they wouldn’t comfort Tsunade.
Instead of persuading her with high-sounding words, it would be better to just shut up and do nothing. She is Tsunade, after all. She would find her way through.
Thus, the atmosphere in the room grew rather peculiar.
At the dimly lit small table, Tsunade lowered her head and remained motionless while Naruto drank cup after cup in the darkness. His movents were neither fast nor slow, but quite rhythmic.
It wasn’t until Tsunade slowly pulled herself together that she raised her hand, her voice hoarse as she asked for another drink. Naruto did not refuse and handed her the cup in his hand.
Tsunade didn't complain, took a sip and murmured, “Thanks.”
Naruto didn’t respond, but stood up with a rustle. Glancing at Tsunade’s sowhat despondent expression, he asked, "Wanna go for a walk?"
Tsunade initially wanted to decline, but after realizing Naruto wasn’t the type to nag her, she ward to the idea of clearing her head. After a mont’s hesitation, she agreed.
It was strange how things unfolded sotis. Sothing she originally thought was impossible happened naturally without any particular trigger.
Tsunade found the situation sowhat odd, though Naruto thought nothing of it. He knew that when Tsunade was feeling down, the last thing she wanted was soone yamring at her, so he just sat there and didn't say anything.
Usually, it was Tsunade who suggested going out for a walk, with Naruto quietly following behind her, keeping her company. But now, with ti reversed, the roles were swapped.
Naruto led the way, with Tsunade trailing behind. Neither spoke much as they wandered around, occasionally stopping to point out the distant lights and exchange a few words.
Slowly, Tsunade's mood improved. The heavy feeling in her chest dissipated, and a smile began to creep back onto her face. Every so often, she and Naruto would share so small talk, mostly idle chatter.
When they returned to the inn, they spotted a small figure crouching under the dim light outside the inn.
"Isn't that Shizune?" Naruto asked, slightly surprised. He reached out to poke Tsunade, but accidentally poked the wrong place and felt a softness at his fingertip.
Tsunade shot him a displeased look, but considering that Naruto had just helped her clear her mind, she let it slide.
"Yeah, let’s go check on her."
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