Konoha Drunkard

Hiruzen Sarutobi was already having a headache, and this time the Senju clan's reputation had been elevated to a new level, but in a negative way. He didn't know how he would face his two teachers after he died.

Meanwhile, Nawaki's sneaky fighting style inspired many ninjas in the ninja world. "Yeah, if you can't beat someone that strong, why not go and grind against someone weaker? You're protecting the village anyway, so grinding against weaker monsters is just as good, and it's safer and more reliable. Nobody wants to be stupid enough to go head-to-head with someone strong and die if they can live a good life."

For a time, Rope Tree's sneaky fighting style was recognized by many people, and some cultured people even thought that calling it sneaky was not nice, so they changed the name to "fighting and retreating".

"Captain, didn't you teach Nawaki this fighting style?" Jiraiya asked after Shanks finished laughing.

"Back then, he was still young, so I taught him this way to save his life. There's nothing wrong with developing stealthily when you're weak, right? Who knew he would develop for so many years! Hahaha!" Shanks laughed more and more as he spoke. This Nawaki had simply taken the stealth style to the extreme.

"..." Everyone was speechless. So the source of the Senju clan's tarnished reputation was you, and you were still laughing so happily.

"Judging from the information Orochimaru sent back, they are very well prepared. I estimate that the Iwa ninja are about the same. If the Iwa ninja still haven't made a move, you should set off in a month," Hiruzen Sarutobi said seriously, ignoring Shanks' laughter.

Shanks was happy, but Nawaki on the border had offended her. Ever since the news spread throughout the ninja world, Tsunade had stopped caring about developing an antidote. Now, all she wanted to do was beat her brother to a pulp.

The reputation built up by the Senju clan over generations is now completely ruined. From now on, when people mention the Senju clan, they will first think of Nawaki, who uses a sneaky fighting style, and then Hashirama Senju, the god of ninjas.

"boom!"

In the Konoha camp on the battlefield of the Land of Wind, Nawaki was once again blasted out of his tent by Tsunade. This was the eighteenth time this week. Fortunately, Nawaki's vitality was strong enough. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be killed after being blasted by Tsunade twice.

"Sister! Stop hitting me! If you keep hitting me, I'll really die!" Rope Tree begged for mercy, his face bruised and swollen.

"You brat, you've ruined the Senju clan's reputation! I knew I shouldn't have let you come." Tsunade glared angrily at Nawaki.

"That's what my uncle taught me; staying alive is more important!" Rope Tree decisively shifted the blame. "If I had your talent, I could be just as domineering..."

"boom!"

"You don't practice your ninjutsu properly, and you just run around with that bastard Jiraiya all day long. You still have something to say about that!" Tsunade threw another iron fist.

"Teacher! Help! Someone's dead!" Now that Shanks is no longer there to save him, Nawaki can only cling to Orochimaru as his last hope.

"Hehe, the Senju clan has such strong vitality that they won't die, don't worry." Snake Uncle said to Nawaki with a sinister look.

Orochimaru was delighted to see Nawaki get beaten up. Nawaki's reputation had been ruined in the ninja world, and now everyone knew that Nawaki was Orochimaru's disciple. Nobody cared whether Orochimaru had taught him this underhanded fighting style.

"Sis, stop fighting! We're still fighting! Do you really want me to lose an arm or a leg?" Nawaki saw that Orochimaru was refusing to help, so he continued to beg Tsunade for mercy.

"You brat, if you ever slack off again and go find Jiraiya, I'll really beat you to death. Anyway, the Senju clan already has an heir, so it doesn't matter whether you're there or not!" Tsunade said to Nawaki with a fierce look in her eyes.

She's now decided to give up on treating Rope Tree. She's been doing it for almost ten years; if she wanted to change, she would have done so long ago. If she can't change, then she really can't.

"Okay, sis!" Rope Tree pouted, feeling wronged. She still thought of me as a stud.

"Hahaha! I never expected Hashirama's grandson to be such a coward! It's hilarious! I wonder if Butsuma Senju would be so angry he'd be resurrected if he knew his descendant was such a coward!"

Inside the underground entertainment center, Grandpa Ban was overjoyed. He never expected that his beloved man's grandson would be such a fraud. It was truly a disgrace. At the same time, he was also relieved that he had no offspring, otherwise he and his beloved would be in the same boat now.

Since the Warring States period, the education of ninjas has always been to be tough and resolute to the end. Even if they can't win, they still have to be tough. This is especially true for powerful families like theirs. When powerful families compete with each other, it's all about who can be more stubborn. And now, the Senju clan has actually produced such a talent. It's impossible not to laugh.

"Lord Madara, Kirigakure is ready. Shall we proceed?" White Zetsu asked after Madara finished laughing.

"Let's not rush things here. We'll wait until the Iwa ninjas enter the arena, and then we'll join in once that brat Onoki gets involved and the fight with Konoha gets more intense. How's it going on the Land of Rain?" Madara asked.

“Danzo has already captured many children from the Land of Rain and brought them back to Konoha. I think he will meet up with Nagato and the others soon,” Black Zetsu said.

"Very well, wait until that piece of trash Danzo gets taught a lesson by Nagato, then you can go talk to him. That trash isn't very strong, but he's definitely learned all of Tobirama Senju's tricks," Madara said disdainfully.

262. Little Itachi and I are destined to be together.

A month later, the main force prepared to depart. Villagers came to see off their loved ones or the heroes preparing to go to battle. The hospital was too busy, and Tsunade wasn't there, so Haruko-sama didn't bother to come see Shanks off—after all, he wasn't going to die. Grandma Four Lights did come, though...

"Brother Shikaku, please be careful on the battlefield. If you are in danger, remember to hide behind my father." It was clear that the Fourth Emperor's mother was not there to see her father off.

"Hey! Linlin, your old man is right here!" Shanks rolled his eyes when he heard Big Mom say to the little rocket launcher. She really is using her old man as a meat shield. His meat shield is Choji.

"Father, please remember to take good care of Shikaku-nii!" The Fourth Emperor's mother finally remembered that she had a father.

"...Don't worry, I'll bring you back perfectly intact except for your head!" Shanks glared at the small rocket launcher.

This little bastard's flirting skills are too good; he even made his father forget about his beloved aunt.

"Don't worry, your father-in-law is here. Even the Mist Ninja are terrified of him." The little guy, feeling a chill run down his spine from his father-in-law's gaze, offered a small compliment.

"Minato, when are you going to the battlefield too?" Kushina asked Minato, who had come to see him off.

"I'm not sure yet. Right now, I'm still on the mobile side, just delivering intelligence," Minato said.

Because he's so skilled with the Flying Thunder God Technique, Hiruzen Sarutobi is reluctant to send him to the battlefield yet. He's only having him deliver intelligence for now, and he'll go to the Land of Water with Jiraiya after Shanks moves on.

"Oh! If only you were with Uncle, you could hide behind him!" Kushina sighed in disappointment.

"Hahaha!" Minato grinned foolishly at Shanks' fierce glare. "Stop talking, or you'll die before you even get to the battlefield."

"Kakashi, why don't you tell Sakumo-sama to take us to the battlefield too!" Obito urged Kakashi as soon as he saw Kakashi return from saying goodbye to his father.

"...Father won't agree, and your strength is too weak. Going there would only be suicide." Kadian was always this direct.

"You bastard Kakashi! Who are you calling weak? I challenge you to a duel!" Before he could finish his sentence, Obito was already annoyed by Kakashi's bluntness.

"Obito, stop fooling around. Kakashi is right. Let's talk about it when we're stronger." Whenever Obito gets into a tantrum, only his world, Rin, can calm him down.

"Hmph! I'm giving Rin face." Obito glared fiercely at Kakashi.

"......Sigh!" Kakashi was exhausted. He wondered when this kind of life of dealing with idiots would end. Their strength and their attitude were seriously mismatched. What was the point of going to the battlefield? To cheer them on? At least Rin could help with medical ninjutsu!

"Hey! Uchiha clan leader, is this the young clan leader? What a handsome young man! His bones are extraordinary, and his spiritual energy is overwhelming. This child will definitely be amazing in ten years! Come here, let big brother give him a hug!" Shanks saw the second male lead's father holding a three-year-old boy and talking to the second male lead's mother not far away, and discovered that he was a little Itachi.

"..." The people around Shanks almost slipped when they heard his words. Dude, you old man! You're someone's grandfather!

The little weasel, nestled in the arms of the second male lead's father, stared at him intently, unmoved.

"Hehe, Lord Shanks, you flatter me. Itachi, say hello." The second male lead's father was quite pleased to hear someone praise his son, unaware that Shanks had said the same thing to his nominal father when he was just born.

"Lord Shanks," Itachi greeted Shanks respectfully after hearing his father's words.

"So cute, big brother, give me a hug!" Shanks said, snatching Itachi from the arms of the second male lead's father and pinching his cheeks.

"Hehe, Uncle Shanks really likes Itachi." Little Spring said, looking at the little Itachi being rubbed by Shanks.

"Haha! The moment I saw this kid, I felt a connection with him. He's a quiet and handsome boy, just like me when I was a child. It's a pity I don't have a little daughter, otherwise I would have wanted to take him home." Shanks started bragging. I'm the man who held little Itachi.

"..." The people around him were speechless and looked up at the sky. "The quiet, handsome man you're talking about, is he Kakashi's father?"

"Uncle Shanks can take him as his disciple!" Jasper asked with a smile.

As soon as Xiaochun finished speaking, the four giants of Konoha were shocked! Especially Danzo, if he really took on a disciple, the Uchiha clan would be in trouble in the future.

Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly realized, "That's right! If Shanks takes Itachi Uchiha as his disciple, wouldn't the relationship between the village and the Uchiha be improved?"

"Ah! What a pity! I don't know Fire Release, and I don't have your Sharingan, so what can I teach him? Isn't this a waste of his talent!" Shanks said with a disappointed look.

What kind of disciple am I supposed to take on? In Naruto, which teacher ever had a good ending? If I were to take on disciples, I would have taken Minato into my own school. Why would I give him to Jiraiya?

Kishimoto, the Great Emperor, has two biological sons, Minato Namikaze and Itachi Uchiha. He didn't even take in the eldest son, so why would he take in the younger one? Just to avoid being nagged by Kushina later.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, listening to Shanks' words, really wanted to pin him to the ground and rub him against the wall. How could he not take such a good opportunity? However, with so many people around, he couldn't say anything.

Danzo breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't take on any disciples.

"Hehe, Lord Shanks, don't be so regretful. Since you like Itachi, I was planning to take Itachi to the battlefield this time so he could experience war." The second male lead's father comforted him, seeing that Shanks seemed to really like his son.

"Really? The Uchiha clan head was indeed prescient! I think Shisui should also go to the battlefield and see for himself. What's the use of studying those books at school? To be a ninja, you should learn how to fight your way to victory." Shanks laughed, reaching out to pat the head of a little kid next to Jasmine.

"Zhishui should be studying now. We'll talk about it after we go to the battlefield!" Xiaochun from the dormitory gave him a look, meaning, "Mind your own business when I'm disciplining my child."

"..." Kakashi looked at Itachi with pity, recalling the time he was photographed naked as a child. He wondered how Shanks would manage to trick the young Uchiha clan leader this time, but it certainly wouldn't end well.

Little Itachi, his cheeks being pinched and kneaded by Shanks, didn't cry out in pain, quietly watching the middle-aged man holding him. Having received strict education in his clan since childhood, this was the first time he had been held by a stranger, and this legendary Konoha red-haired man seemed quite frivolous.

After Hiruzen Sarutobi gave a pep talk to those preparing for battle and those not yet going, everyone prepared to set off. From beginning to end, Shanks had no intention of returning Itachi to his father.

263. If the stick is gone, there's still the sword.

"Hey, little Itachi, have you started training yet?" On the way, Shanks carried little Itachi on the back of a big husky from the Inuzuka clan.

"Lord Shanks, just call me Itachi. I just learned how to condense chakra," Little Itachi said quietly. Although he didn't understand why this lord always called him Little Itachi, his upbringing told him that he couldn't just call him that name randomly.

"It's just a title, don't worry about the details! What do you think a ninja is?" Shanks chuckled, ruffling his hair.

"..." Little Itachi looked at his father beside him and saw his father give him a look, but he didn't understand it and shook his head blankly.

The second male lead's father was also helpless. Why hadn't he thought to teach his son more about ninja knowledge before? Shanks was clearly testing his son. Seeing how much Shanks liked his son, his heart began to stir. If he were taken in as Shanks' disciple, things would be easier for him in the clan. Recently, those die-hards had started inciting some neutral clan members and began brainwashing them.

"Haha! It's good that you don't understand. You'll be awesome when you do!" Shanks said.

"Teacher, what's the connection between these two?" Inuzuka Tsuru complained from the side.

"Your daughter is almost as old as Itachi, how come you still don't understand? Lazy son-in-law, help me tell your classmates what the connection is." Shanks said to Inuzuka Tsuru with disdain.

He didn't know anything; he just wanted to see if Kishimoto's youngest son's intellectual level was as high as the legends said.

“Father-in-law, I know too,” Little Cannon said helplessly. He was just smart, not a god, and he always ended up having to fix the pot.

"If you don't understand, think about it yourselves. I've wasted so many years teaching you." Shanks shamelessly looked at them.

"..." The young men were speechless. What kind of teacher are you? You're just bragging.

"Then, Lord Shanks, what do you think a ninja is?" Itachi asked him.

"Ahem! Take out your paper and notes, this is for highlighting important points, only use what will be on the test! Ninja, well, it's literally what it sounds like, you just keep enduring and you'll become a ninja!" Shanks looked at Itachi with a smug expression.

"......Can you be serious for once! You've even brought out paper and pens!" Everyone was speechless.

"Lord Shanks, how many people do you think the Land of Water will send this time? Will it be as Danzo said, that there won't be too few?" The second male lead's father said seriously after their playful banter. This time, he had brought his faction's people, and if there were too many casualties, it would be even more difficult for him to survive in his clan.

"Don't worry! I don't know how many people from the Land of Water will come, but there aren't many respectable people from the Land of Water right now. I estimate that the Seven Swords will lead the charge this time, and as for those families with bloodline limits, there won't be many of them." Shanks said, patting Itachi's head.

“This makes it very difficult for us to prepare. The location of Kirigakure is too special, and we have very little intelligence. Right now, we don’t even know how many people they have sent,” said Little Sky Cannon, stroking his chin.

This time, he was under much more pressure than when he was in the Land of Lightning. Back then, he was just arranging for people to stand guard at night. This time, however, there was no one-on-one fight between the Raikage and his father-in-law. It was a real, hard-fought battle.

"There's nothing to arrange. Those seven swords are incredibly weak. If it weren't for those seven special swords, they'd be at most elite Jonin level." Shanks pouted.

If his idol, Uncle Ban, knew that he was the one leading the team, the situation would be unpredictable. His idol is very vengeful, and he learned from Old Toad that his idol has held a grudge against him for decades, which is terrifying.

"...Only you would dare to treat an elite Jonin like a weakling." The lowly Sky Cannon looked up at the sky helplessly.

"However, it's also possible that they'll send more people after they find out I'm leading the team. You all know how arrogant I was back then, and I really offended them!" Shanks shrugged.

"Hehe, numbers are useless to Uncle Shanks." Little Spring subtly flattered Shanks.

"Young man, you're getting more and more promising, I admire you." Although the flattery was blatant, he just felt good about it.