Konoha Drunkard

"Ah, Lord Shanks, my dad got drunk by you last night and probably hasn't gotten up yet. I don't know where to go either. I heard Naruto is planning to take some people to fight for territory, so I'll go and see."

The young man approached Shanks and said...

"Pfft! Naruto's leading a group to fight for territory? Has he lost his mind?"

Shanks sprayed Sasada's face with water. Shouldn't fighting for territory be something only Asuma would do? Why is Naruto doing it too? Is this a common problem of the Second Hokage?

"I don't know, I just heard it from them. Oh! By the way, I also heard that Konohamaru was beaten up and his territory was taken away during a territorial dispute, so Naruto led a group to take it back."

The young man wiped his face and shook his head as he spoke.

"...Really? Then we'll have to go check it out. By the way, has anyone notified the old man of the third generation? If not, hurry up and tell him that his grandson has been beaten up!"

Shanks, always eager for drama, couldn't resist joining in on this exciting event. This generation of kids still has some backbone; even if they can't win a fight, they at least know to call for backup.

..........

"Big brother! It was that ugly freak carrying the baby who hit me."

Konohamaru led Naruto to the entrance of a hotel and pointed to a group of people inside wearing Sand Ninja headbands, one of whom was carrying a doll and had purple paint on his face.

"Kankuro, what's going on?"

Among the group of Sand Ninja, a middle-aged Jonin, seeing so many people gathered around their entrance, asked Kankuro, who was being pointed at by a pig-headed brat.

"...I went to the bathroom just now, and that brat bumped into me. I just gave him a little lesson."

Kankuro was stunned by the large number of people behind the other party. Who was that brat he had just taught a lesson? How could he command so many people?

"......"

The Jonin was speechless, staring at the brat whose head had been swollen like a pig's head by Kankuro. Was this just a small lesson? This kid was definitely someone important; otherwise, how could he have gathered so many people? On the way here, he had repeatedly told these kids to keep a low profile in Konoha, that Konoha didn't want their village, and not to interfere with their Kazekage's important business. And yet, trouble had already struck on their very first day.

"A good-for-nothing who's more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything!"

A boy carrying a large gourd on the next seat said emotionlessly.

"Gaara, what did you say! I'm your brother!"

Kankuro, his face flushed, pointed at the young boy carrying the large gourd and complained, but dared not retort.

“I’m not your brother. If you say that again, I’ll kill you.”

Gaara, devoid of emotion, glared at Kankuro with murderous intent, sending chills down Kankuro's spine.

"Alright, you two, stop arguing. Can't you see our current situation?"

A girl carrying a large fan said helplessly to her two younger brothers.

"Humph!"

The emotionless Gaara, to his credit, gave his older sister some face, scoffed dismissively, and turned away to continue contemplating life.

"Hey......"

The girl carrying the large fan sighed as she looked at Gaara.

"Hey! You ugly freak carrying a baby, come out here! Do you know whose territory this is? How dare you beat Konohamaru like this!"

Once Naruto realized he had found the real target, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and started yelling at Kankuro.

"You little brat! You want to die? I'll grant your wish!"

Kankuro was furious. First, he was looked down upon by his own brother, and now a blond brat was calling his best friend a doll. If he kept putting up with it, he would become an ostrich.

He extended his ten fingers, and ten chakra threads, barely visible to the naked eye, shot towards Naruto.

"careful!"

"Shadow Tentacles"

Naruto's shadow on the ground suddenly shot out many tentacles to block the chakra threads flying towards him.

"What! What... what's going on? I can't move."

Kankuro saw that his chakra threads were blocked and was about to continue using his skills when he found that he could not move.

"...Kamaitachi!"

Even with her own younger brother being controlled, the girl carrying a large fan pulled out the fan from her back and unleashed a gust of wind blades at the small version of Naruto's rocket launcher.

"Shadow Stitch!"

The small rocket pulled Naruto away from the wind blades, and the shadow beneath them turned into tiny threads that shot rapidly toward the girl with the large fan.

"Huh!"

The small rocket suddenly realized that the opponent was a girl, and the shadow that flew past suddenly retracted.

"Hey! Shikamaru, what are you doing? Why aren't you doing anything?"

Naruto saw the small-sized rocket suddenly stop and complained in dissatisfaction.

"Ugh! This is such a hassle."

The little rocket shrugged helplessly. It was better for him to avoid messing with women, those troublesome creatures.

650. Kankuro understood.

"Sand of...!"

"Snapped."

The small rocket launcher stopped, but someone was unhappy. Gaara, who was devoid of emotion, looked down on his older brother, but someone daring to lay a hand on his family was disrespectful to him. A pile of sand emerged from the gourd behind him and turned into a giant hand, which was about to grab the small rocket launcher, but it was interrupted by a strong and powerful hand patting his shoulder.

"Yo! Isn't this Maki? You really are something, it's been so many years. You came to Konoha but didn't even come to see this old man. If I hadn't come to watch the show, I wouldn't have known you were leading a team. Little guy, don't be so temperamental. They've already stopped, but you still want to use your ultimate move. That's not very kind of you. You were cuter when you were a kid."

The hero naturally has to appear at the most crucial moment. The future brother-in-law attacks the future brother-in-law, and he even uses his own ultimate move. Isn't this just making a fool of himself? It would be so much better if the family were all loving and harmonious.

"Bastard! Get your stinking hands off me, or I'll kill you."

Gaara was furious. This red-haired old bastard dared to pinch his cheek. Although the man looked somewhat familiar, that didn't matter. What mattered was that he had actually had his cheek pinched, which was an utter disgrace.

"Hey, hey, hey, Maki, what's wrong with this child? He was fine before, how did he become like this? How did Luo Sha raise his son?"

Looking at Gaara, who was desperately trying to break free of his hand, Shanks was puzzled. Hadn't he already dealt with the fat cat? Why was the kid still so irritable, always shouting for violence, and with such a strong murderous aura? He must have racked up quite a few kills.

"...Red-haired sir...can we discuss this privately?"

That's right, the middle-aged man leading the group is none other than Maki, whom Shanks once hailed as Sunagakure's best underling of the year. Time flies like water; the once serious and earnest young man is now over thirty, and the half of his face that is visible is full of vicissitudes. He is clearly a man with a story to tell, but unfortunately, now is not the time to listen to stories. Shanks, on the other hand, has plenty.

"...That's right! Shikamaru stayed, and the rest of you dispersed. There's nothing to see here. You, yes! It was you who dispersed everyone. It's not like it was an illegal assembly, there's nothing to see here."

Shanks realized it wasn't good for so many people to be chatting with them, so he pointed to one of his underlings wearing a Chunin vest and told him to disperse the crowd. Leaving the smaller version of the rocket launcher behind was fine, since they would be family after all.

"Lord Hokage, it seems you're alright now..."

From behind Minato, who was now in his transformed state, Genma Shiranui spoke from within the crowd.

"That's good. With the teacher here, there shouldn't be any problems. Let's go back."

This former homeroom teacher is sometimes quite reliable, at least in this matter; what he worried about didn't happen.

"Grandpa Shanks, he beat me up! You have to avenge me!"

With Shanks speaking, there was no point in watching anymore, and most people left. However, Konohamaru was unwilling to leave. With his powerful backer here, what was he waiting for but to cling to?

"Konohamaru, be good. If you lose in this world, you have to accept it and work hard to win it back. What kind of person asks for help? Is this how Ebisu taught you?"

Shanks watched as the boy clung to his leg, wiping his tears and snot on his trousers. He couldn't bring himself to kick the brat away, since he felt sorry for Konohamaru's little green seedling father.

"Lord Shanks, this has nothing to do with me. I have never taught Konohamaru to do this."

Ebisu, who had just arrived, overheard Shanks talking about him. Ebisu panicked and immediately followed Konohamaru, grabbing Shanks' other leg. Luckily, he didn't have any snot or tears.

We have to panic. We've already been bullied enough over the years.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and take Konohamaru back. There are a lot of outsiders in the village now. If anything happens, the Third Hokage will definitely skin you alive."

Shanks disdainfully pulled his leg away from Ebisu's embrace and shooed him away. He hadn't even helped his grandson find a wife yet; he didn't have time to worry about Ebisu.

"Young lady, you must be Luo Sha's eldest daughter. You're so beautiful! By the way, did Luo Sha tell you how much dowry he left you?"

When most of the others had left, Shanks arrived at Maki's residence with his small rocket launcher. When only Maki and his companions were inside, Shanks' true nature was revealed. He approached the girl with the large fan with the kindness and gentleness of a benevolent old grandfather, explaining that Gaara's transformation was all fake and that only the dowry that Rasa had given to the girl with the large fan was real.

"This...that..."

The girl with the large fan was completely bewildered and didn't know what to say. Was this the famous Red-Haired Shanks of Konoha? She'd been in shock ever since Shanks appeared. Unlike her two academically challenged brothers, she'd been a top student in school. Although the person pinching her brothers' cheeks looked a bit older than the figures in the murals and books at the school gate, they still bore a striking resemblance. Who else could it be but the legendary ninja, Red-Haired Shanks of Konoha? And now, this legendary ninja was actually asking about her dowry... She never expected Red-Haired Shanks to be this kind of person.

"Is this the Red-Haired Girl from Konoha?"

Kankuro, who had been trembling with fear, was equally dumbfounded. He'd been terrified when this Konoha Shanks appeared. Although he hadn't studied much in school, he certainly knew who the person in the mural at the school gate was—the one who often peed in the mouth. He never imagined that simply beating up a little kid would attract this person's attention. With this guy here, even his eccentric father wouldn't be able to handle him, let alone his teacher, Maki. He thought he was doomed, but then he realized that this Konoha Shanks wasn't interested in beating up the brat but rather in his older sister's dowry. What was going on? Could it be…? Looking at Shikamaru, who was staring at the sky with an expression of complete ignorance…

Kankuro understands!

But thinking about it, it doesn't seem so bad that my older sister married this boy whose connection to the Red-Haired Shanks of Konoha is unknown. At least he'd have a powerful backer to rely on.

"...Red-haired Lord, shouldn't I be talking about Gaara's situation right now?"

Maki said with a black line on his face, "Damn, this is too fast! Just now we were talking about Gaara in a serious manner, and now we're concerned about the dowry of the Sand Village's eldest princess. What does it matter to you how much dowry Temari has? She's not going to marry into Konoha anyway."

651. Can he still fight?

"That's right! I almost forgot. It's all that Luo Sha's fault. I shouldn't have reminded him to prepare his dowry back then, which made me curious for so many years."

Shanks resumed his serious complaints about Rasa.

"Red-haired Lord..."

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business. Tell me why Gaara is like this. I had already taken care of that fat cat back then."

Shanks was showing signs of exploding with rage. He watched as Gaara, whom he had knocked unconscious, started talking about serious business with the fat cat inside Gaara's stomach. On the way back, he had called out to the fat cat inside Gaara's stomach, but the damn fat cat inside had reverted to its extremely irritable state, looking like it wanted to fight and kill. However, it didn't seem to realize that it had tricked him. Shanks really didn't understand what was going on. When he tricked the fat cat before, the fat cat wasn't like this at all. It was a very respectable and virtuous fat cat.

"Here's the thing, Shanks, you did solve Gaara's problem back then, but we all forgot something very important: Gaara was still very young and didn't know how to get along with a tailed beast. And... the One-Tail was really too nagging. It wasn't so bad when Gaara was little, but as he grew up, he couldn't escape the One-Tail's nagging every day. As a result, Gaara's temper became more and more volatile. Before, he would just fight with people at school, but after he killed someone, it seemed like he found an outlet for his emotions, and he would kill people at the drop of a hat..."

"Sogga!"

Shanks, after hearing Maki's words, suddenly understood. This fat cat was indeed a bit too restless; even an old man like him sometimes couldn't stand his nagging, let alone a brat like Gaara. He couldn't beat him in a fight, nor could he escape his nagging, which was constantly going on and on in his head. No wonder he'd go crazy! However…

"Little sister, you still haven't told me how much dowry Luo Sha left you?"

Shanks was still agonizing over the dowry that Rasa should give to the girl with the big fan. Rasa was a well-known rich man in the ninja world. While others were always looking for ways to make money, Rasa was a walking gold dust, much more valuable than the iron dust of Sara. It's just that Sasori was too naive and innocent. Why did he have to kill Sara? Iron dust is worthless. It would have been much better to kill Rasa. If he had gold dust, he wouldn't have destroyed a city because he was ridiculed back then.

This girl with the big fan is Luo Sha's only daughter, so her dowry must be quite generous.