Naruto drinking makes me stronger
Author: Daoist2MagJ2
Chapter 25: The Butcher in the forest
The second exam had officially begun.
As soon as Orochimaru gave the signal, Konoha's candidates
into the Forest of Death, disappearing into the dense foliage. The humiliation from the first phase still burned in their minds, and they wanted to escape the mocking eyes of the other villages as quickly as possible.
Youyu, on the other hand, showed no such urgency. He calmly bid farewell to Rin and Kurenai, hoisted his
over one shoulder, and strolled into the forest, his
resting lazily in his hand.
Orochimaru watched his retreating figure, amusement flickering in his serpentine gaze. "Youyu... interesting."
Deep inside the
, Youyu walked
along a beaten path, the sound of leaves rustling in the wind blending with his quiet
. He had been wandering for a while now, yet he hadn't encountered a single opponent.
"Hic... where the hell is everyone?" he muttered, rubbing his eyes, which had become slightly hazy from the alcohol.
He had entered the forest expecting a quick fight. After all, the sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could collect on his
from Hiruzen. But the other candidates had
, making it impossible to find them.
He sighed, taking another deep swig. If this kept up, he'd finish all his drinks before he even got to
Unbeknownst to him, in the shadows nearby, a group of
had been tracking his every move.
"Brother, that arrogant brat from Konoha... let's take him out," one of them whispered, eyes glinting with hostility.
"The way he acted in the first exam pissed me off. Now, he's alone and drunk—this is our chance."
Their leader smirked. "Hmph. He was clearly
by Konoha. Now that he's here, we can prove he's just some spoiled brat. Let's take his scroll and get ahead of everyone else."
One of the younger Taki-nin hesitated, his brows furrowing in concern. "Something about this feels off. If Konoha was so desperate to push him forward, why would they send him in
? Maybe he's stronger than he looks."
The leader scoffed. "What kind of
gets drunk in the middle of an exam? Don't overthink it. We finish this fast and move on."
Their decision had been made.
Inside the
, where high-ranking shinobi from multiple villages watched the exam unfold, a Kumogakure jōnin smirked as he noticed the developing encounter.
"Konoha's drunkard is finally being hunted down," he remarked, leaning back in his seat.
, one of Kirigakure's infamous Seven Swordsmen, chuckled darkly. "It's about time. This brat has been nothing but a joke so far. Let's see how he handles actual combat."
He threw a glance at Jiraiya, watching for any reaction. However, Jiraiya remained expressionless, arms crossed as he observed the screen.
Fuguki's grin widened.
Back in the forest, Youyu was
, swaying slightly as he walked. The peaceful rhythm of his drinking session was
when multiple kunai
through the air, heading straight for him.
Attached to them were
.
The moment they made contact, a powerful
rocked the forest, sending flames and debris into the air. Smoke clouded the area, masking everything from sight.
From a distance, the three Taki-nin smirked.
"Good. That should have blown him to pieces."
They stepped forward cautiously, expecting to find
—but what they found instead
Youyu stood there, completely unharmed, still holding his sake bottle. He took a slow sip before
"That was a waste of good alcohol," he muttered, shaking his head.
The lead Taki-nin
. "Impossible...!"
Youyu
looked up at them, his gaze
Forehead?
Between the eyebrows?
His lips curled into a grin.
"No little red flower... that means I can
"
Excitement flickered in his gaze as he gripped the handle of his sword.
One of the Taki-nin scoffed. "What the hell are you talking about? You think this is a game?"
Without waiting for an answer, he lunged forward, kunai gleaming as he aimed straight for Youyu's throat.
The next moment,
The Taki-nin's eyes
as he realized
A deep,
had appeared
. Blood
, his body swaying slightly before collapsing to the ground—
The forest
The other two Taki-nin froze, their minds struggling to
One second, their comrade had
.
The next, he had been
Their leader took an
, a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead. "What... what just happened?"
The third Taki-nin swallowed hard. "He... he didn't even move."
No—
He had moved. They were just
The realization hit them
Konoha hadn't sent Youyu into the exam as a joke.
They had given
to make sure he didn't
The leader's breathing turned
. "This... this guy is a monster."
Youyu
, his grin widening. "You two are next."
His fingers
around the hilt of his sword. His movements, once lazy and sluggish, now carried a
"Let's see how much more sake I can trade for your heads."
Taki-nin:
Youyu:
In the original translation
was called
, would you like to use that I thought it was pretty funny so lmk and future updates would be that way😂😂
As soon as Orochimaru gave the signal, Konoha's candidates
into the Forest of Death, disappearing into the dense foliage. The humiliation from the first phase still burned in their minds, and they wanted to escape the mocking eyes of the other villages as quickly as possible.
Youyu, on the other hand, showed no such urgency. He calmly bid farewell to Rin and Kurenai, hoisted his
over one shoulder, and strolled into the forest, his
resting lazily in his hand.
Orochimaru watched his retreating figure, amusement flickering in his serpentine gaze. "Youyu... interesting."
Deep inside the
, Youyu walked
along a beaten path, the sound of leaves rustling in the wind blending with his quiet
. He had been wandering for a while now, yet he hadn't encountered a single opponent.
"Hic... where the hell is everyone?" he muttered, rubbing his eyes, which had become slightly hazy from the alcohol.
He had entered the forest expecting a quick fight. After all, the sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could collect on his
from Hiruzen. But the other candidates had
, making it impossible to find them.
He sighed, taking another deep swig. If this kept up, he'd finish all his drinks before he even got to
Unbeknownst to him, in the shadows nearby, a group of
had been tracking his every move.
"Brother, that arrogant brat from Konoha... let's take him out," one of them whispered, eyes glinting with hostility.
"The way he acted in the first exam pissed me off. Now, he's alone and drunk—this is our chance."
Their leader smirked. "Hmph. He was clearly
by Konoha. Now that he's here, we can prove he's just some spoiled brat. Let's take his scroll and get ahead of everyone else."
One of the younger Taki-nin hesitated, his brows furrowing in concern. "Something about this feels off. If Konoha was so desperate to push him forward, why would they send him in
? Maybe he's stronger than he looks."
The leader scoffed. "What kind of
gets drunk in the middle of an exam? Don't overthink it. We finish this fast and move on."
Their decision had been made.
Inside the
, where high-ranking shinobi from multiple villages watched the exam unfold, a Kumogakure jōnin smirked as he noticed the developing encounter.
"Konoha's drunkard is finally being hunted down," he remarked, leaning back in his seat.
, one of Kirigakure's infamous Seven Swordsmen, chuckled darkly. "It's about time. This brat has been nothing but a joke so far. Let's see how he handles actual combat."
He threw a glance at Jiraiya, watching for any reaction. However, Jiraiya remained expressionless, arms crossed as he observed the screen.
Fuguki's grin widened.
Back in the forest, Youyu was
, swaying slightly as he walked. The peaceful rhythm of his drinking session was
when multiple kunai
through the air, heading straight for him.
Attached to them were
.
The moment they made contact, a powerful
rocked the forest, sending flames and debris into the air. Smoke clouded the area, masking everything from sight.
From a distance, the three Taki-nin smirked.
"Good. That should have blown him to pieces."
They stepped forward cautiously, expecting to find
—but what they found instead
Youyu stood there, completely unharmed, still holding his sake bottle. He took a slow sip before
"That was a waste of good alcohol," he muttered, shaking his head.
The lead Taki-nin
. "Impossible...!"
Youyu
looked up at them, his gaze
Forehead?
Between the eyebrows?
His lips curled into a grin.
"No little red flower... that means I can
"
Excitement flickered in his gaze as he gripped the handle of his sword.
One of the Taki-nin scoffed. "What the hell are you talking about? You think this is a game?"
Without waiting for an answer, he lunged forward, kunai gleaming as he aimed straight for Youyu's throat.
The next moment,
The Taki-nin's eyes
as he realized
A deep,
had appeared
. Blood
, his body swaying slightly before collapsing to the ground—
The forest
The other two Taki-nin froze, their minds struggling to
One second, their comrade had
.
The next, he had been
Their leader took an
, a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead. "What... what just happened?"
The third Taki-nin swallowed hard. "He... he didn't even move."
No—
He had moved. They were just
The realization hit them
Konoha hadn't sent Youyu into the exam as a joke.
They had given
to make sure he didn't
The leader's breathing turned
. "This... this guy is a monster."
Youyu
, his grin widening. "You two are next."
His fingers
around the hilt of his sword. His movements, once lazy and sluggish, now carried a
"Let's see how much more sake I can trade for your heads."
Taki-nin:
Youyu:
In the original translation
was called
, would you like to use that I thought it was pretty funny so lmk and future updates would be that way😂😂