"Up-up-up, oooh... where're ma fee', where're ma feet...hahaha! W-wait! Yama-kuUUn, you're wa-haha! Wait!"
The dimly lit street boomed with the power of a hot-blooded voice.
Yamato staggered under the weight of Konoha's Blue Beast, his drunken reeling and tottering sending all three jounin senseis dancing like string puppets. The auburn-haired
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