Tsunade walked out of the small casino with a dark expression. Night had already fallen.
"Damn it… Lady Luck has abandoned me again."
She had lost a few million in just half a day—just a small drizzle, really.
Tsunade rubbed her still-hungry stomach, realizing she hadn't eaten dinner yet.
Luckily, she had only brought a few million with her, so at least she could still afford a simple meal.
She reeked of smoke and sweat, and remembering how much her grandmother hated gambling, she knew that returning home would only lead to scolding.So she had no choice but to head to the Hatake residence.
Along the way, she kept replaying the scenes of hesitation at the gambling table.If she had only bet big… she might not have needed to win those earlier rounds at all.
The sound of rattling dice still echoed in her mind by the time she reached the Hatake gates.
The sharp-eyed house steward appeared before her almost instantly.
"Lady Tsunade, the Second Young Master is having dinner. Please allow me to escort you."
"Thank you."
Tsunade snapped out of her thoughts and replied politely.
She followed the steward toward the dining room.
"Second Young Master, Lady Tsunade has arrived."
Before the door even opened, the steward's voice reached Chuan Feng's ears.
At that moment, he was drinking Maotai with Shuo Mao, comforting his depressed brother—who had failed to learn the Flying Thunder God Technique all day.
Finishing his cup, he rose to his feet immediately.
He straightened the cushion beside him, just as Tsunade entered his field of view.
"Tsunade, come sit."
His voice was clear, and his demeanor remained elegant—proof that the drinking hadn't gone on long.
"Thank you."
Tsunade walked past the steward and took her seat.
More tableware was quickly set in front of her.
"Has Rope Tree come back yet?"
Seeing no sign of her brother, Tsunade muttered to herself.
"He came back before dinner."
"Where did you go?"
Chuan Feng caught a strange scent—cigarette smoke clinging to her clothes.
"I placed a few small bets," Tsunade said casually while pouring herself a drink.
Chuan Feng didn't even need to see her face to know the outcome.How could the legendary "Big Fat Sheep" possibly win? She didn't get that title by accident.
He didn't mention her loss. Instead, he first set a few dishes before her, saying that drinking on an empty stomach was bad.
Shuo Mao silently raised his glass in greeting.
The two seemed to have developed a quiet understanding since their last drinking session.
Tsunade ate a few bites, clinked glasses with Shuo Mao, and downed her drink in one go.
Chuan Feng stared. What kind of technique is that supposed to be?
"Eat more, don't worry about it."
Tsunade picked up a large piece of braised beef with her chopsticks. Judging from her expression, she clearly hadn't eaten anything tonight.
"I lost three million."
"When will Lady Luck ever smile on me?"
She exposed her fatal flaw—draining another full cup on her own.
Shuo Mao's eyelid twitched. Even with the Hatake clan's wealth and influence… no one could withstand losses like that.
"It's just small change, purely for fun."
"Besides, once the hospital opens, you won't have to worry about money."
Chuan Feng could no longer stay detached and finally tried to comfort her.
"Yes… the hospital."
"I'll look for a construction team tomorrow. I want the best one."
Tsunade seemed to have regained a sense of purpose. Only by increasing her income could she sustain her monstrous gambling habits.
Chuan Feng scratched the back of his head. He knew exactly what she was thinking.He only hoped this spendthrift woman wouldn't end up losing the hospital entirely.
"Don't rush. The hospital isn't that simple."
"Hmph~"
"If someone blocks me, I'll kill them one by one.If there are two, I'll kill both."
A fierce glint flashed in Tsunade's eyes—anyone who obstructed her ambitions would die.
"Well said. No one bullies the Hatake clan."
"Tsunade, let's take things step by step."
Shuo Mao felt fire surge through his chest—now this was what a sister-in-law should look like.
But he didn't know… he and Tsunade were thinking on entirely different levels.
Only Na Yuki and Chuan Feng knew the full picture.They exchanged knowing glances and quietly sipped their drinks.
"When will you start the work?"Chuan Feng asked once Tsunade swallowed her beef.
Shuo Mao looked over as well.
"Tomorrow."
Tsunade sounded impatient already.
"Then we need to make a plan."
Chuan Feng put on a serious expression, noticing three pairs of eyes staring at him.
Who could understand the burden of being the smartest person in the room?
"If I'm not mistaken, the moment construction begins, someone will try to stop it."
"So start with a small construction crew. Don't begin large-scale work."
"We stay calm. Adapt to changes. Solve problems as they appear."
Chuan Feng drank another cup, enjoying the attention.
"That's it?"
Shuo Mao was the first to speak—and his expression screamed, That's really it?
Tsunade also expected some profound strategy from him.
Realizing they didn't follow, Chuan Feng looked confused.
With his personality… his children probably wouldn't turn out dumb, right?
Na Yuki couldn't stand it anymore.
"The enemy is hidden in the dark, while we're in the open. A small team is enough to change everything."
"You three are so strong—do you really need complicated strategies?"
"Sister-in-law is still the smart one."
Chuan Feng and Na Yuki exchanged another smile and clinked their cups.
The Hatake clan had plenty of intelligent members indeed.
"Well… that's what I meant," Shuo Mao muttered.Too proud to admit he hadn't understood a thing, though none of them looked at him.
"I meant that too," Tsunade echoed, and the two drinking partners each downed another large cup.
After finishing business talk, the alcohol began working, stirring emotions.
Shuo Mao's personality began shifting first.
"Tsunade, I don't mean to complain, but your Flying Thunder God is impossible to learn."
"I practiced all day, and I still can't teleport far enough to even take a proper piss."
Na Yuki couldn't stand it.Last time, Shuo Mao had said Tsunade's alcohol tolerance was "average."Now look at him—classic pot calling the kettle black.
"Who said I didn't try? You think I never practiced?"
"My grandmother couldn't help me."
"That's why I stopped practicing."
Chuan Feng had originally been confused about why Tsunade didn't know Tobirama's techniques—later he realized their aptitude simply didn't match.
Drunk, Tsunade suddenly began asking questions that even her past life reading the manga hadn't answered.
"How did your grandfather learn immortality?"
"Shikkotsu Forest."
Tsunade's expression was flat—where else would it be?
"Then why don't you learn it?"
Perhaps because of the alcohol, Tsunade bit her finger and slammed it down on the table.
"Summoning Technique."
A puff of smoke appeared, and a slug the size of a wine jar materialized.
"Slug Sage, tell him why I can't learn Sage Mode."
Fortunately, Tsunade had been cautious and summoned only a tiny part of the Slug Sage's true body.Otherwise, the Hatake estate would not have been able to contain it.
"Certainly, Tsunade-chan."
The Slug Immortal quickly assessed its surroundings—not a battlefield, just a family dinner.
"Other than Hashirama, everyone who attempted Shikkotsu Forest Sage training failed to survive."
"Little Tsunade lacks the natural energy sensitivity required to transform her chakra into Sage chakra."
The sage offered a detailed explanation, but the short version was simple:
If Tsunade tried to learn Sage Mode, she would die.
"I understand. Thank you, Slug Sage."
Chuan Feng sighed. The reincarnation of Asura truly was the favored child of the Naruto world.
For Hashirama, Sage Mode was as easy as drinking water.For others, one misstep meant their heads were separated from their bodies.
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