Chapter 99

Struggling to open my eyes, I even grimaced at the dull throbbing pain in my head and the dry desert in my mouth. Ugh, I feel awful... What happened yesterday? Without attempting to move, as I sensed it wouldn't help, I began transforming chakra into medical treatment around my head and felt relief as the pain began to subside. Touching the seal with my tongue, I also gained access to a mouthful of the purest water and eagerly began to gulp it down, moistening my parched throat.

Along with improving my condition, some memories of yesterday began to return, and it became clear—I was drinking. I drank together with everyone celebrating a successful raid and commemorating the eleven deceased shinobi out of the sixty for whom medical aid was no longer needed. Another eighteen were seriously wounded; among them, three lost limbs, and for two, organs had to be transplanted on the spot from the cooling bodies of enemies.

Not to mention the lightly wounded, whose number equaled the remaining shinobi—none emerged unscathed. And this is considered one of the best outcomes, considering almost three and a half hundred Iwagakure shinobi corpses. Of course, among them, there were no more than two dozen jonin, including those that fell to us and Ichi, and the majority fell to chunin and genin, but still, the loss ratio turned out to be very favorable for the scale of such an operation.

As more experienced colleagues explained to me, under similar conditions, losses usually exceed fifty percent of the strike group's personnel, and barely a tenth of the seriously wounded make it to our camp without immediate medical assistance. Even if Iryo-nin were present on the battlefield, they usually were removed without counting the losses.

So everyone was feeding me and thanking me, expressing their gratitude to those who were half in the grave but whom I and my clones managed to pull out and even patch up decently a couple of days after returning. They won't be fighting soon, but most could move around the camp without problems, giving me a firm promise not to strain myself and not to use chakra.

And if I remember the amount of effort I had to put in just to get drunk... The medical seal perceives a large amount of alcohol in the body as a weak poison and almost instantly neutralizes it. And considering my body mass and increased resistance to toxic substances—it's quite a challenge even without the seal disabled.

Letting out a relieved sigh when the consequences of the wild hangover passed, I revisited the rest of my body attached to my head and was stunned by the awakening sensations previously disregarded—two hot, naked female bodies were tightly pressed against me on either side, literally crawling on top in search of warmth, since it was quite chilly in the tent and we lay uncovered.

Lowering my gaze from the fabric ceiling, I discovered with comfort that two dark-haired manes had settled on my chest, one of which I knew very well! Tsume! Cold sweat ran down my spine—if her father finds out, he'll castrate me! And one should beware of the kunoichi's reaction herself, remembering our usual armed neutrality relationship, despite some warming in recent months. Now it only remains to understand how my partner ended up not alone, but in the company of...

Hyuga?! Damn it! No matter how I avoid this clan, one of its representatives (with a clear forehead!) ended up in my bed. However, this seems to be the jonin I patched up during the battle. And now I begin to recall that by the end of our joint drinking spree, she wanted to personally express her gratitude in a very vivid way, and I didn't object—considering that from the very beginning of our deployment, I didn't drag anyone into bed due to the extreme workload on the only normal Iryo-nin in the camp, there's nothing surprising here.

And the kunoichi looked very appetizing, despite her second size. It's just that we were unlucky to stumble upon the completely drunk Inuzuka, who started questioning where we were headed. I even blushed a bit, remembering how my companion explained to Tsume what we were going to do in my tent.

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