The next day, a ray of morning light pierced through the deep darkness of the night, announcing the arrival of a new day.
Kiba Village, this giant monster, began to become lively, plumes of smoke rose into the sky. Even though it was still early in the morning, there were already many pedestrians on the street, both ninjas and ordinary people.
The sunlight passed through the curtains and fell on Aoyama's face, making him frown very uncomfortable, and opened his eyes with difficulty.
"Ouch, my head … It hurts, my throat is so dry." Aoyama stretched out his hand to block the sunlight, his face was a little confused and drunk. His body's instinct drove him to stand up from the floor, staggered to the kitchen, held the faucet and poured cold water to relieve the burning pain in his throat.
"Burp!"
He let out a burp, and his stomach swelled up. He had forced himself to drink a stomach full of cold water. Clanging sounds could be heard as he patted his stomach. Only then did he leave the tap. The burning sensation in his throat felt slightly better.
Alcohol was indeed very charming, its charm was so great that it could shake the will of 70-80% of the people in this world, no matter if it was a man or a woman, there were very few people who didn't drink alcohol.
Among the three prohibitions of ninjas, gambling, women, and drinking alcohol, most ninjas could control their desire for gambling and women, but drinking alcohol only existed in name. Ninety-nine percent of ninjas drank alcohol, and they liked it very much. Even if they knew that drinking alcohol would numb their senses and make them easy to be attacked, it still couldn't stop their love for alcohol.
Aoyama actually didn't like alcohol, but last night, Reiko was fooled by Youkimaru to drink water to sober up. What surprised Aoyama was that after that, there was no tragedy of Youkimaru being punished, Reiko just made the decision to continue drinking, and found the real alcohol, and then Aoyama was unlucky.
When a person drank alone for a long time, he or she might find someone to drink with, and Aoyama happened to meet the muzzle of the gun. Although Youkimaru was also there, he was still a child, so Reiko pulled Aoyama and said that he was already old enough to drink, and so on.
Anyway, she only had one purpose, and that was to make Aoyama drink with her. The final result was obvious, Aoyama couldn't persuade Reiko, and it was a happy banquet, a banquet for two people, and in the end, they drank until they were dead drunk. After all, Aoyama's alcohol tolerance was very good, and compared to Reiko who was known as a drinker, he naturally lost.
However, even though he couldn't drink, Aoyama's body was very strong, and he was soon sober when he felt the warm sunlight.
Looking at Lingzi, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, with her loose pajamas, her unguarded sleeping face was exceptionally charming. However, You Onimaru directly slept on the floor, with a blanket wrapped around his body, making him look like a raincoat worm.
However, there were two water basins beside Youkimaru, and there were several towels on the side. Looking at the blanket that Reiko kicked over, Aoyama also had a thin blanket under his feet.
It wasn't easy to take care of two drunkards, and Youkimaru was busy for almost half the night. The main reason was that Reiko was too good at drinking, and Aoyama was already hiding under the table, so she drank for half the night alone.
Just as Aoyama was observing the scene after the banquet, the person on the sofa moved a little.
"Youkimaru is a good kid." Reiko suddenly opened her eyes and said faintly, then she rolled her eyes at Aoyama, "Compared to a certain little bastard who always causes trouble, he is much more sensible."
… …
Aoyama rolled his eyes helplessly. It was really hard for him to answer this question, what could he say? Since there was nothing to say, he could only shut his mouth.
"There is something that I need to tell you. A while ago when you were not in the village, someone seemed to have set his eyes on Youkimaru." Reiko sat up from the sofa, and the last trace of drunkenness disappeared, and her eyes were filled with sternness.
"Set his eyes on Youkimaru?"
Aoyama opened his eyes wide, and he was a little confused about the situation. Right now, Youkimaru looked very ordinary, and other than being a little beautiful, there was nothing eye-catching about him.
Could it be that there was really a pervert who set his eyes on Youkimaru?
"What are you thinking, listen to what I have to say first." Reiko rolled her eyes at Aoyama, "That person is a Mist Ninja. Fortunately, Shikamaru and the pink haired girl were there, and that guy was forced to retreat."
Reiko didn't remember Sakura's name, so she directly used pink hair to describe her. Although it wasn't wrong, it sounded a little weird. However, Aoyama didn't complain about it, because the previous sentence attracted his attention.
Mist Ninja.
Aoyama frowned, this was a little unexpected, but it was reasonable when he thought about it carefully. Youkimaru's origin was unknown, and he couldn't remember his past. He only knew that Orochi Maru took him in and what happened after that.
Aoyama vaguely guessed that Youkimaru might be related to the Fourth Mizukage, Yagura. First, Youkimaru's appearance was similar to Yagura's, and second, he had the ability to control the Sanbi.
Thinking about it this way, this matter was reasonable, and it wasn't strange that the Mist Ninjas would set their eyes on Youkimaru if he was related to the Fourth Mizukage.
If the Mist Ninjas knew about Youkimaru's ability to control the Sanbi, they would use all means to take him away.
"Auntie Reiko, leave this matter to me, as long as Youkimaru doesn't want to leave, no one can force him." Aoyama said firmly, even if he was wearing casual clothes, his dark eyes were full of absolute confidence.
"Woo …"
Youkimaru rolled up the blanket on his body and slept very sweetly. His little mouth smacked as he made a sound sleep, and looking at the smile on his face, he should be having a good dream.
He was really a cute little guy, looking at the gentle smile on Auntie Reiko's face, Aoyama was glad that he made the decision to bring Youkimaru back. As long as Auntie Reiko was happy, everything was worth it.
At this moment, a bird landed on the windowsill and gently pecked the glass, making a very crisp sound, breaking Aoyama's moment of peace.
Bastard!
Aoyama roared angrily in his heart, but he still got up and walked to the window and took the letter.
Unsurprisingly, the only person who could accurately find his whereabouts in the village was Tsunade. The small letter carried limited information, but the meaning was very clear. It was an order to come to the Hokage's building.
Simple and direct, Aoyama patted his head and remembered what day it was today. Today, Kiba and the Mist will officially sign an alliance agreement, no wonder Tsunade summoned him early in the morning.
Thinking about what Reiko said, Aoyama's heart moved. Originally, he didn't care about this task, after all, he was just a signboard, but now maybe he should pay attention to it. Once they become allies, some things can't be solved by force, so he needs to be prepared in advance.
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