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Leone, in a great mood, swaggered into the bar and boisterously sat down in her usual chair. As always, she shouted to the bartender behind the counter:
"Bartender! A large glass of whiskey! With ice!"
When her favorite large bottle of whiskey was served, Leone began to drink freely and heartily. From time to time, she observed the festive atmosphere of red lights and green wine in the bar, and occasionally flirted with a few men, tricking them until they lost both their money and their dignity.
She was laughing and giggling, completely unaware that Uchiha Madara had entered the bar early that morning and was sitting not far from her, quietly sipping a cocktail while secretly observing her.
Logically, given Leone's assassin qualities and Imperial Arm user abilities, it should have been very easy for her to detect being observed.
However, Uchiha Madara had been constantly using genjutsu to influence Leone.
Leone had already guzzled down about a dozen drinks. Uchiha Madara estimated that Leone had drunk nearly enough; this amount of alcohol could already affect Leone's mind. Coupled with his constant use of genjutsu for disguise, the timing was just about right.
Uchiha Madara carried his cocktail and walked over to Leone, directly sitting beside her. He spoke in an unhurried, even tone:
"Beautiful lady, interested in having a drink with me?"
It was a very clichéd and common way to strike up a conversation, but it was also the most direct. Uchiha Madara hated beating around the bush.
Hearing this, and feeling a man sit down beside her again, the somewhat tipsy Leone thought, another foolish man has come to make a move.
Happily, she turned her head and looked at Uchiha Madara. Huh, this man looks pretty good, doesn't he? Hmm... why does it feel like I've seen this face somewhere before?
Leone's feeling of familiarity was correct, because he had seen a portrait of Uchiha Madara during his time in Night Raid.
However, now, under the numbing effect of alcohol and Uchiha Madara's unnoticed genjutsu hypnosis, Leone only felt a sense of familiarity, but simply couldn't recall where from.
Soon, he discarded this feeling of familiarity and, very boldly and temptingly, rolled his chest towards Uchiha Madara:
"What? Big brother? Want to invite me to drink!?"
With a slight tremor of his body, Leone deliberately made his chest roll like a ball. This was his usual seductive tactic, and now this tactic was also being used on Uchiha Madara.
Feeling Leone's brazenness and fiery figure, Uchiha Madara tried his best to remain composed:
"That's right. I wonder if the beautiful lady is willing to grace me with her presence?"
"Willing! Very willing! But..."
Leone looked at the small cocktail glass in Uchiha Madara's hand, deliberately putting on an act of disdain, as if he still couldn't look down on it:
"Is this how you drink? Is this small cup for feeding fish? It's really pathetic!"
Although he knew this was Leone's way of provoking him, being called "pathetic" by a woman face-to-face still made Uchiha Madara a little annoyed.
Blue veins, like a cross mark, popped up on his forehead. Uchiha Madara directly tossed the cocktail behind him and, with a tight-lipped smile, said to Leone:
"Beautiful lady, are you looking down on me!? You should know, this cocktail is just to wet my throat; I haven't even started yet! Bartender, bring the biggest cups!"
The bartender behind the counter, as always, said nothing. He seemed accustomed to such scenes, silently removed Leone's medium-sized whiskey glass, filled two oversized glasses with vodka, and pushed them in front of Uchiha Madara and Leone.
At the same time, they both picked up their glasses and, with great swagger, clinked them. The two looked at each other, and sparks seemed to fly between their eyes.
"...Cheers!" Ă2
Both raised their glasses simultaneously, tilted their heads back, and gulped down the drinks in one astonishing gulp.
However, upon closer inspection, one could still see the difference.
Uchiha Madara tilted his head and drank, not a single drop of alcohol was spilled.
Leone tilted her head and drank, but a good amount of alcohol flowed down the corners of her mouth, even seeping into Leone's clothes.
After a fierce gulping session, Uchiha Madara finished drinking before Leone, calmly and composedly setting down his glass, his expression unchanged.
Leone was a little slower than Uchiha Madara. He set down his glass, let out a deep breath, and wiped his mouth with his arm (or money note) without restraint.
The alcohol that had just flowed from the corner of her mouth now streamed down Leone's neck, soaking Leone's black sports bra, making the black bra appear somewhat translucent.
She didn't know if Leone intentionally let Uchiha Madara see this. She stared at Uchiha Madara with a fiery, challenging gaze:
"Big brother is not bad, it seems I've met a worthy opponent today!"
With a faint smile, Uchiha Madara gestured to the bartender:
"Keep pouring!"
A terrifying drinking battle began, and the contest between the two was extraordinarily intense!
One side was Uchiha Madara. He drank slowly, calmly, and without a trace of panic. The high-concentration strong alcohol barely caused a ripple in his stomach.
The other side was Leone. She drank with great swagger and boldness, appearing unrestrained, but the trouble she was in was known only to herself...
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