I’m in Naruto: Drink to Become Stronger

"Youyu -kun, be careful on the road."

"Really, why have you just finished the Chūnin exam, you have to do a mission."

Konoha Village, the entrance of the village.

Hong Helin is asking Youyu for warmth, and Hong carefully helps Youyu prepare all kinds of items for the trip.

Lin was holding Youyu's arm with a look of dismay.

"Haha, rest assured, when I come back, let's have a drink together."

Youyu embraced the two women in his arms, his tone still drunk.

"This stinky boy, Yan. Fu is not shallow!"

Jiraiya on the side looked at the two girls, although they were still young, but they were obviously beautiful women.

I miss him Jiraiya, who was also a well-known young teenager in the ten mile and eight townships.

Why is he so miserable? Doesn't a girl like it when he grows up like this?

How can a stinky kid who can only drink and cut people be so popular?

Seeing Youyu's handsome face, Jiraiya's heart felt sore.

"Let's hurry up, it's late."

Jiraiya looked upset, with a sour taste in her voice.

"The white-haired bastard is really long-winded, didn't you see that I was saying goodbye to my darlings?"

Youyu glanced at Jiraiya, his expression unhappy.

"Youyu (-kun) call me my dear!"

When Hong Helin heard Youyu's words, her pretty face immediately moved. People's redness. Halo.

"My dear, what are you?!"

Jiraiya looked at Hong and Linjiao. The embarrassed expression obviously acquiesced to this name.

People are so annoying!

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he walked away in anger.

"Hey, white-haired bastard, wait for me!"

"I told you, if you lose it to me, I will cut you off!"

Youyu watched Jiraiya go, suddenly anxious.

He also expected Jiraiya to take him and find the long-term drink ticket.

Amid the exclamation of Hong and Lin, a severe print was made on their red lips.

Then, carrying a backpack full of wine, he chased after him cursingly.

"Yes, Youyu (-kun)."

Hong and Lin touched. With his red lips, looking at Youyu's distant back, I was a little silly.

...

In a clearing, Jiraiya and Youyu are making a fire and cooking here.

"Tons—Tons—Tons—"

"I said, your kid is really a drunkard, how can you drink it like this?"

After Jiraiya looked out, Youyu, who had no idea how many bottles of wine he had drunk, had a black line on his face.

Youyu hasn't stopped since they left Konoha.

Even Jiraiya, who is not drunk for a thousand cups, can see a little pantothenic acid in his stomach.

After drinking so much wine and not eating, is this kid's stomach beaten with iron?

"Huh? You tricked me into such a shabby place and didn't let me drink?"

Youyu hiccuped and stared at Jiraiya with an unhappy expression on his face.

Adhering to the concept of being drunk today.

After Youyu knocked Sarutobi Hiruzen a big pen, he became more lavish in drinking.

"White-haired bastard, what about the beauty who can drink with me? Why haven't I found it yet?!"

Youyu is very dissatisfied. How long has this been out? Why haven't you found the long-term drink ticket?

"We've only been away for a long time! For a long time!"

Jiraiya covered her face and was about to collapse.

Along the way, Youyu didn't know how many times he urged him.

"Huh? Only half a day? How do I feel that it has been for several days? You are not lying to me? I tell you, I have a clear mind after drinking, and I will definitely not be fooled!"

Youyu glared at Jiraiya, taking another sip of wine.

"Awake? I think you can't walk even if you drink!"

Jiraiya looked at Youyu sitting on the ground, dangling, speechless.

"What?! Are you suspicious of someone who has been drinking for decades? I tell you, I'm not drunk at all!"

Youyu sneered.

"Then you take two steps!"

Jiraiya's face is broken. Are you still drinking for decades? You are not even tens of years old!

"That's it?"

Youyu sneered. It seems that he needs to show this white-haired bastard what is called boundless drinking!

Get up, take a step!

"Bang!"

Jiraiya's mouth twitched as Youyu fell to the ground in one step.

"What are you pushing me for? White-haired toad bastard! Believe it or not, I cut you off!"

Youyu sat on the ground, glaring at Jiraiya angrily, putting his hands on Qiushui.

"My hand is still ten meters away from you!"

Jiraiya growled.

If you sit on the ground and haven't moved, can this depend on yourself? !

The drunk kid is really annoying!

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

At this moment, in the nearby jungle, several Kunai tied with detonating charms whizzed towards Youyu and Jiraiya with a howling sound!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The flames skyrocketed, and the exploding flames flooded Jiraiya and Youyu. ...

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

"Hey, are you taking too much action? We have to catch it alive and ask."

Three ninjas wearing Sunagakure logos and Jōnin vests sprang from the forest.

A Sand Shinobi looked at his companion dissatisfied.

They came, not to hunt down Konoha Shinobi, but to obtain important information.

"What kind of information can these two idiots know? It's better to solve them and touch them in the direction of Konoha."

Sand Shinobi said indifferently.

"..."

The corners of the Sand Shinobi's mouth moved, thinking of the performance of the two Konoha Shinobi just now, but could not find any rebuttal words.

"Hey, you three bastards, almost overturned my wine!"

At this moment, a voice full of anger resounded from the giant tree above.

"Huh?!"

The three Sand Shinobi Jōnin's pupils shrank, and they took out Kunai, watching the two figures on the giant tree vigilantly.

"Look at your costumes. Are they Sunagakure's ninjas? Why do they appear in the territory of Fire Land!"

Jiraiya looked at the three Sand Shinobi Jōnin and shouted in a deep voice.

"You, are you?!"

1.6　 At this time, a Sand Shinobi Jōnin looked at Jiraiya, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Gray hair, oil paint tears.

This person, wouldn't it be? !

Thinking about it, Sand Shinobi's cold sweat came out.

He had been watching Youyu's performance just now, but he subconsciously thought that the one who walked with Youyu was also an idiot.

But, this dress...

"Huh! That's right, this uncle is the legendary "Sannin"..."

"Almost spilled my wine, go to hell!"

Jiraiya looked at this Sand Shinobi's horrified expression, and immediately felt relieved.

I was frustrated all the way at Youyu, and I was thinking of a wonderful opening.

But before he was halfway through the conversation, Youyu roughly interrupted him.

"Huh--".

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