My daily life in a tavern

"I didn't expect to meet my old friend's granddaughter in this tavern."

"Spots?"

Tsunade nodded upon hearing the words, then reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, and said in a bold tone.

"I'll drink some of your wine, okay?"

Uchiha Madara was still expressionless, but he did not refute.

He didn't feel much hatred for this old man's granddaughter.

Even from a certain point of view, I feel that I and the other party are people with the same tragic fate.

The Senshou Clan has experienced the first Ninja World War and the second Ninja World War, and now their talents have withered, and their family power has also seriously declined.

In this situation, Uchiha Madara, who is the opponent, is also full of emotion in his heart.

So after hearing Tsunade's inquiry, he did not refuse, but said casually.

"Drink as much as you want."*

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Hearing the answer, Tsunade suddenly showed a happy smile.

Then he didn't hesitate anymore, he picked up the bowl and took a sip.

When the wine entered the mouth: an extremely intoxicating taste swept her whole body in an instant.

The tavern in front of Tsunade's eyes vaguely changed into another scene.

It was a beautiful valley full of singing birds and flowers.

Among the flowers in the valley, there is a tall and tall man with lavender long hair.

"you, you are"

Tsunade suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked at the man who appeared in his eyes stupidly.

"Tsunade, you shouldn't have lost money recently, right?"

The man came at a leisurely pace, with a serious expression on his handsome face as much as possible.

Even so, the other party's natural gentleness, and the tender gaze towards Tsunade, could not be concealed at all.

After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, Tsunade's expression was extremely shocked.

Because the other party died in the last ninja war, her boyfriend Kato Dan.

Why didn't he die a long time ago? Tsunade stared blankly at Kato Kan in front of him, his eyes full of doubts.

Then, she reacted.

Then, with a reasonable expression, he said with his arms crossed.

"I bet money, do you have any comments?"

When Kato Duan heard this, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

He suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, let me change the question... Tsunade, how are you doing lately?"

Kato Dan felt a little helpless towards Tsunade's upright performance.

Only one question could be changed.

And Tsunade, after hearing the latter question, suddenly became silent.

In the sockets of her eyes, some water mist gradually formed.

"me..."

As she said that, the big teardrops fell on the flowers in the valley with a bang.

"It doesn't matter...

No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

Kato Dan had already walked over, he patted Tsunade's shoulder lightly with his hand, his tone was very sincere.

"Thank you, but no need."

"Because...you're already."

Tsunade shook his head slightly, and took a step back, not accepting the other party's kindness.

Because she knew very well that Katobu in front of her eyes was just an illusion in her mind.

After the words fell, Kato Duan became silent, and then showed a gentle smile towards the blond woman in front of him.

"In that case, goodbye, Tsunade."

After saying these words, his figure turned into a few wisps of breeze and dissipated into the empty valley.

Not only that, even this valley full of flowers gradually disappeared.

The world in front of me has once again become that... tavern.

"are you back"

Tsunade stared at his slightly drunken eyes, and scanned his surroundings.

Turns out it's still a tavern.

A bright smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Drinking this kind of wine, I can actually recall the person I used to be. This kind of illusion-like ability is really amazing."

"Reminiscences"

Uchiha Madara, who was sitting opposite, heard this, and a figure suddenly popped up in his mind.

His younger brother, Izuna Uchiha.

If this is the case... Madara Uchiha raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, picked up the wine on the table, and took a sip.

Then I closed my eyes, let myself be drunk, and took myself to explore that long but beautiful memory.

In an old wooden house.

"Brother, can you teach me how to open my eyes?"

The young Quanna, pestering Uchiha Madara, kept asking how to open the eyes of Sharingan.

Uchiha Madara had a serious expression on his face, but when he saw his brother's anxious face, he smiled lightly.

He reached out and touched his younger brother's head, and said softly.

"Our family's Sharingan, the method of opening it is very strict. Only when we work hard to exercise ourselves, or encounter sad things, can we open Sharingan."

"sad thing"

When Quan Na heard this, she showed a surprised expression.

He couldn't help frowning, and began to think about what could make him sad.

Then I thought of it.

"Brother, I also want to go to the battlefield. There, I can not only fight for the family and exercise my abilities, but also feel the sorrow of the clan's passing away, so as to open my eyes."

"Please let me go to the battlefield!"

"On the battlefield"

Uchiha Madara's originally smiling face disappeared when he heard this sentence.

He straightened his face, poised, showing a very serious expression.

"The family will definitely let you go to war, but not now."

"Your strength is too weak."

After saying this, Madara Uchiha left without looking back, not giving his brother a chance to ask again.

...After leaving the house, Uchiha Madara's sight returned to the wooden house again.

He recalled his actions in the illusion, and couldn't help being slightly absent-minded.

Then he let out a long sigh.

"If I did the same at that time, how good it would be"

"If Quanna is not allowed to go to the battlefield, he will definitely die."

Uchiha Madara thought of this, his face was still indifferent and serious, but his mood was a little uncomfortable.

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After a short period of silence, Uchiha Madara finally broke away from the memory state.

He then raised his head and looked at Uesugi Shuichi not far away.

With some doubts in his eyes, he asked aloud.

"What's the name of your wine? It actually reminds people of past characters."

Tsunade also had the same curiosity, and also focused on Uesugi Hideichi.

By the way, she also looked at the young tavern owner.

The other party is very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old.

His appearance is very delicate and handsome, especially exuding a kind of aura that makes people feel very friendly.

On the whole, it's a bit like my original boyfriend Kato off.

But whether it is the image or the temperament, it is more than that.

When Uesugi Shuichi heard Uchiha Madara's curious inquiry, he began to introduce in a soft voice.

"This wine is called Dukang wine. It is a fine wine that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Dragon Kingdom. It has been sought after and praised by countless great poets."

"The most famous sentence among them is... Du Kang is the only one who can relieve your worries."

"From this sentence, we can see how detached this kind of wine is in terms of status."

Uchiha Madara nodded, showing a clear look.

It turns out that there is such a long background, no wonder it can have such a magical effect.

As he thought so, he recalled the appearance of his younger brother Quanna again in his mind.

Then, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"A mere wine can make me remember the dead."

"It's really...intentional."

Tsunade Hime also nodded in agreement, her eyes looked outside the door.

It seems to be staring at the boundless void.

"It can actually be influenced by wine to influence people's spirits."

"It's amazing!"

When Uesugi Shuichi heard this, he couldn't help looking at the woman with long blonde hair in front of him.

He could clearly see the deep sadness hidden under the other party's seemingly unrestrained expression.

Then smiled lightly.

"No matter how miraculous Dukang wine is, it is just an ordinary wine."

"The one who ultimately affects you is yourself."