It was said that Nawaki wailed for the entire afternoon from his hospital bed, much to the dismay of the doctors who feared something was wrong with him.
The medical team had to perform a full-body examination before they were reassured that Nawaki was just extremely upset.
After all, Tsunade treated her brother like a disciple, and if something were to happen to him while he was recovering in the hospital, it would be hard for the doctors to face her.
Xin's plan was simple. He just wanted to have a few drinks to mark the day, which wasn't a particularly happy one. Who could have guessed that Minato, still so young, would have a rapidly growing tolerance for alcohol?
In the end, Xin ended up getting tipsy himself, dragging a dazed Minato to the hospital to visit Nawaki before returning home to collapse into bed.
Late at night, Tsunade arrived back in Konoha.
As soon as she returned, the Anbu were quick to report it to the Hokage's office.
"Hokage-sama, Tsunade-sama has returned."
"I see. If she comes to see me, you're dismissed for the night. No need for any of you to stick around and guard me."
"Yes, Hokage-sama!"
The Third Hokage anticipated that if Tsunade came looking for him, things would likely escalate. People tend to say things they regret when they're in a rage.
If the Anbu were still around at that time, it wouldn't be appropriate.
But the Third Hokage was overthinking things.
Although Tsunade was visibly in a bad mood, she didn't storm into the Hokage's office in the middle of the night. Instead, she headed straight to the Konoha hospital to check on Nawaki.
"Tsunade-sama, Nawaki is recovering well, but he was causing a bit of a fuss earlier today," the doctor reported.
"A fuss? What about?"
Hearing that her brother's recovery was going well, Tsunade felt relieved. She yawned and asked casually.
The journey that would normally take two to three days, Tsunade had shortened to just one. She was exhausted from pushing herself so hard to reach Konoha so quickly.
The doctor's expression became somewhat awkward as he explained, "It seems his friends were drinking and didn't include him, so he's been complaining about it all afternoon." Tsunade, in the middle of stifling another yawn, froze. Her drowsy eyes suddenly shot wide open.
"Drinking? That brat's still thinking about drinking?"
The last time Nawaki got drunk, he made an absolute fool of himself, and Tsunade had wanted to kick him to the curb.
And now, even while bedridden, he was still fixated on drinking!
Unbelievable.
It seems he hasn't learned his lesson.
She made a mental note to add this to her list of things to address with Nawaki once he was back on his feet.