Shizune raised her hand to her chest and said in shock, "So it's Uchiha Madara's legendary technique. No wonder it was so terrifying. It's even larger than Tsunade-sama's summoning beast. If Lady Katsuyu were summoned, I wonder if she could withstand that Susanoo."
Tsunade shook her head calmly and looked toward Uchiha Arata ahead. "There's no comparison. Although Katsuyu is massive, she's an auxiliary summon.
She can amplify my medical ninjutsu and care for thousands of allies on the battlefield, but because she's a slug, she lacks direct lethality."
Shizune seemed to understand. "So when Uchiha Arata suggested calling it a draw, was he actually giving in to you, Tsunade-sama?"
A black line appeared across Tsunade's forehead. "Shut up, or I'll smack you. This Uchiha Arata who suddenly appeared is definitely not simple. Don't believe everything he says. He came to me suddenly — there must be more to it than just the Third Hokage's request. Something definitely happened in Konoha. Damn it… I have a bad feeling."
Arata led the way back to Tanshu Street, choosing a lively wine house and walking inside.
Tsunade and Shizune followed closely behind.
Once inside, Tsunade immediately found a private room and sat down. Slapping the table, she shouted, "Boss! Bring us ten bottles of Sakura Brew first, and some side dishes to go with the wine!"
Arata's expression darkened slightly. Ten bottles right away? Was she trying to drink him to death?
The shop owner, sensing a big customer, quickly urged the waiters to bring the wine, afraid they might change their minds.
Soon, the dishes were served. Tsunade boldly grabbed a bottle and shouted, "Cheers!"
Although Arata usually avoided drinking, seeing Tsunade's enthusiasm, he reluctantly picked up a bottle and clinked it against hers.
Shizune sat nervously at the side. Tsunade became wildly unrestrained once she drank, while Arata clearly had little experience with alcohol. This made Shizune even more worried.
Tsunade lifted the bottle and drank freely.
Arata took a tentative sip. Unexpectedly, his eyes lit up. The wine was refreshing, with a faint floral fragrance, smooth and not overly harsh. Without realizing it, he took several more gulps.
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"Cheers!!"
Arata and Tsunade drank fiercely.
Although Arata rarely drank, his physical constitution had improved drastically, granting him impressive tolerance. Meanwhile, Tsunade was a seasoned drinker, and ordinary alcohol would not easily affect her.
Bottle after bottle was emptied. The original ten bottles were soon gone, replaced by thirty-four empty bottles scattered densely across the table.
By midnight, Arata finally felt the alcohol surge. His head grew heavy, and his consciousness blurred. If he continued drinking, he knew he would lose control.
Facing Tsunade's next toast, he waved his hand weakly. "No more… I can't take it… I surrender. You win."
In truth, Tsunade herself was barely holding on. But seeing Arata raise the white flag, she still laughed.
"That won't do, Uchiha brat. You're too weak!"
Her cheeks were flushed as she hiccupped. "If you surrender, your mission fails. I won't return to Konoha with you."
Hearing this, Arata's haze instantly cleared.
He remembered the true purpose of his visit. Putting down the bottle, he straightened his body and tried to stand — but a wave of weakness surged through him, causing him to stagger back into his seat.
Seeing this, Tsunade laughed triumphantly. "I already realized you had bad intentions. I don't know exactly what your goal is, but as long as your mobility and chakra are restricted, you won't be able to do anything."
Only then did Arata fully understand — Tsunade had long seen through him and secretly drugged his wine.
Despite his vigilance, he had still fallen into her trap.
Truly worthy of being one of the Legendary Sannin — whether in battle strength or experience.
Arata sat back down, calmly sensing the state of his body.
His limbs were numb and weak. His chakra was severely suppressed, difficult to mobilize. Still, even with this remaining chakra, Arata was confident he could escape.
Seeing Arata quietly assessing himself, Tsunade smirked. "No need to test it. I used a dosage enough to knock out five people. Even with the Sharingan, your body is still human. You won't escape this time."
Arata opened his eyes and looked at Tsunade.
Though slightly drunk, she appeared even more alluring — especially her generous curves, accentuated by her slender waist.
The corner of Arata's lips lifted slightly.
Tsunade… since you made the first move, don't blame me.
Suddenly, Arata lunged forward, gripping Tsunade's shoulder. Forcing out the last of his chakra, he activated his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan and unleashed the pupil technique —
Takamagahara.
In an instant, Tsunade was dragged into the highest point of Arata's divine space.
The moment Tsunade felt the spatial distortion, her expression changed dramatically.
"How is that possible?! I increased the dosage — how could you still—?!"
Before she could finish speaking, space twisted violently, and she vanished.
Before Tsunade could finish her words, she was dragged into Arata's space by the pupil technique Takamagahara.
When Tsunade first arrived, she was stunned by the scene before her. She stared in shock at her surroundings. Just moments ago, she had been inside Tanshu Street in the Land of Fire, far from the sea. Yet in the blink of an eye, she now stood on an isolated island surrounded by boundless ocean.
Gazing toward the distant coastline, Tsunade muttered softly, "Space-time ninjutsu…"
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