Goddess of Ice; Reborn as Naruto's twin sister

*Author note*

Sorry for the delay~

*End of Author Note*

After seeing Tsunade chugging her drink like crazy, Gaara picked up the bottle in front of him as well and took a sip. As soon as he put the bottle down and felt the burning sensation in his throat, a frown appeared on his face due to barely noticing the taste of the drink anything.

"The previous one *hic* tasted much better than this. Why does this one have a similar burn but tastes much worse?"

While a frown appeared on Batenda's face due to Gaara's criticism, Tsunade couldn't help but chuckle a little when she heard Gaara's words. .

"Hehe, that's because the last bottle was from my private collection; The truly good stuff. Even I only have a limited amount of those and can't restock them freely either."

Gaara and Batenda both nodded in understanding when they heard Tsunade's explanation. If it was something rare, then it wasn't surprising that it had superior quality.

However, Yuna couldn't help but chuckle when she heard Tsunade's words.

"What are you talking about? Limited supply? Considering how often I bribe you with those, you should have massive amounts of them."

Tsunade huffed in annoyance when she heard Yuna's words. Although what Yuna said was somewhat correct, one point was kept out of the equation in Yuna's statement.

"Do you know how much I drink? The moment I get another bottle, I pretty much finish it off immediately. I might have amassed quite the collection by now due to people trying to curry favor with me by gifting me expensive alcohol, but your stuff is somehow still the best I get."

"Obviously, my stuff is the best. What else did you expect? However, since Mito is currently forbidding you from drinking alcohol, you should have amassed quite the stock, right?"

"Amassed quite a stock? You only gave me like seven bottles since then! And not even all of them were the five-liter ones you usually use, making it only about 25 liters! Damn, I really hope grandma Mito lifts her ban soon. Those bottles are tempting me every day."

"That little? I guess that would barely last you two weeks, normally. Now that I think about it, nothing much happened during this month, huh? As for those bottles tempting you, that's probably because I installed a few extra features on them."

"SO YOU REALLY DID SOMETHING WITH THEM!!!"

*BANG*

Yet another handprint appeared on the counter, but Batenda had a different problem right now, so he didn't care about that. He had sweat flowing down his back like a river. He already accepted that his bar would be gone after today and was fine with it. After all, he was already given enough money to get a new, better one. But now, his life was actually in danger.

He, a regular bartender, just now got information that the Hokage was receiving bribes from the head of the Uzumaki clan. To make it even worse, he also heard information about Mito Senju, the First Hokage's wife, being still alive. Although he had some doubts about that, he did not doubt that he would not survive long enough to spread that information if it was true. He could already see a vision of himself being skewered by dozen icicles in some random back ally.

Naturally, Yuna noticed his plight, so there was honestly only one thing she could do in this kind of situation. Verbal assassination.

"By the way, Mei, Gaara, Tsunade, the offer of me assassinating you respective Daimyo and replacing him with an obedient puppet is still on the table. Is one of you interested?"

Gaara put down the bottle he was currently drinking from and considered Yuna's words for a short moment before nodding his head. The wind countries Daimyo was a very repulsive man, so Gaara didn't mind getting rid of him.

"*Hic* We should talk about that *hic* after this *hic* *sip*..."

It seems like Gaara wasn't finished speaking yet, but before he could do so, he had another hiccup and decided to take another sip from his bottle instead. The next person to speak was Mei, who could only chuckle in amusement when she heard Yuna's offer.

"Although my Daimyo was pretty annoying at the start, it seems like he doesn't want to involve himself in anything remotely complicated and indulge in women and food instead, so I am fine."

And finally, it was Tsunade's turn to speak.

"You don't need to bother about the Fire Country's Daimyo either. Apparently, someone drew a frowning face entirely made out of icing on his bedroom's ceiling that periodically spit a cake into his face and could not be removed after he suggested increasing the taxes on exporting seals some more."

A frown appeared on Yuna's face when she heard Tsunade's face, and after a bit of pondering, she nodded her head in acknowledgment.

"If I remember correctly, that one earned you a massive 100-liter tank, right?"

A fond smile appeared on Tsunade's face as she remembered the meeting with her greatest treasure. A 100-liter tank of delicious alcohol. Although filling the drink into a more manageable container was a huge pain, she enjoyed every second of it.

Batenda shivered in terror during the whole conversation. Hearing about a clan head bribing a Hokage was one thing, but now he heard about an assassination plot that involves not one but three Daimyo. His first thought was running away, but no matter how he looked at it, that was impossible. Additionally, he wondered why no new people had appeared by now but considered what the Uzumaki clan was famous for; he credited it to some weird shinobi-seal-thingy he had no clue about.

Moments later, Yuna gripped the bottle in front of her and lifted it up. Currently, she hadn't drunk any alcohol yet, while Gaara was more or less over the limit by now, and Tsunade was at least fully drunk. It was apparent what she had to do.

She was just about to but the bottleneck into he mouth when an amused smile appeared on her face.

"[Alcohol Style: Goddess of Ice Swallowing the Heaven and Earth]"

While everyone except for Gaara, who was pretty devastated at this point, were looking at Yuna weirdly, Yuna put the bottleneck into her mouth and started chugging.