The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 574 Kushina, don't marry... I'll cut off Hiruzen Sarutobi's head!

Seeing Minato Namikaze's dejected appearance, Kushina felt as if something had gently pierced her heart.

But the stinging pain lasted only a moment before she forced it back down.

She frowned slightly, then withdrew her hand.

"Minato, give up. You can't give me what I want, so there's no future for us."

"No! I can! I can give it to you! I definitely can give it to you!"

Minato Namikaze seemed to be provoked by those words, shaking his head frantically, the madness in his eyes growing even stronger.

"Kushina, I know the reason you want to marry Uchiha Mitsunaga is because of Hiruzen Sarutobi. You wait, don't marry him yet. I'm going to assassinate him right now. I'll bring his head back to avenge the Uzumaki clan!"

He tried to grab Kushina's hand again, to hold onto this last glimmer of hope, but she turned away.

Minato Namikaze froze in mid-air, the light in his eyes dimming instantly, replaced by a humble plea: "Kushina, please, don't marry him, okay? I'll do everything in my power to help you, I'll give you everything you want, as long as you don't leave me, I'll do anything!"

Kushina, seeing his hysterical state, raised an eyebrow slightly, her coldness deepening: "I will retrieve Hiruzen Sarutobi's head myself. You don't need to do anything for me. From now on, I am me, and you are you. There is no longer any connection between us. Please don't appear before me again and disturb my life!"

After saying that, she didn't look at Minato Namikaze again, turned around and walked towards the room. With a soft "bang," it was as if the door to their ten-year friendship had been completely closed.

Minato Namikaze stood frozen in place, his body as stiff as a statue.

Kushina's words echoed in his mind again and again, like countless sharp knives stabbing into his heart, causing him so much pain that he could hardly breathe, and even his fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

The evening breeze whistled through, swirling up the pink petals scattered in the courtyard. The petals twirled and gently landed on his shoulder, carrying a slightly cool touch, before being gently swept away by the breeze and silently falling onto the bluestone slabs, as if the flowers were silently sighing for his deep affection.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly blinked, then turned around dejectedly and walked out of Kushina's courtyard.

The streets were sparsely lit, with only a few scattered houses. The light shone through the windows and onto the bluestone slabs, revealing the everyday life of ordinary people.

He wandered aimlessly through the streets, Kushina's words echoing in his mind, her cold gaze replaying in his head, and the joy they shared in their youth...

The first time he saw her... they made a wish under the sunset... saying they would be together forever, protect Konoha together, and grow old together.

All those beautiful memories of the past have now become sharp blades piercing him, causing him unbearable pain and making him almost want to give up on himself.

He was like a walking corpse, letting his footsteps carry him forward, not knowing where he was going or what he could look forward to in the future.

Just then, he was distracted and didn't see the road ahead clearly. He bumped into a familiar figure, staggered back two steps, and slammed his back against the wall by the roadside with a dull thud.

The man wore a distinctive white robe, his long white hair cascading loosely over his shoulders, a few strands clinging to his sorrowful face, which bore a look of weariness and dejection. He carried an empty gourd of wine in his hand, and reeked of alcohol...

Jiraiya stumbled from the impact, grabbing the wall beside him for support. Looking down at the person in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into understanding, sympathy, and a sense of shared suffering.

He was also heartbroken because Tsunade agreed to marry Uchiha Mitsunori... He wanted to find a quiet place to drink alone and vent his bitterness, but he did not expect to meet Namikaze Minato, who was in the same sorry state and was also in a state of despair.

"Watergate?"

Jiraiya stepped forward, reached out and held Minato Namikaze's arm, feeling his body trembling, and carefully examined him.

"What happened to you? Your hair is disheveled, your face is streaked with tears, and you exude an aura of despair. What happened? Is it something to do with Kushina...?"

Upon hearing Kushina's name, all of Minato Namikaze's grievances, despair, and resentment could no longer be contained... and burst forth like a flood breaking through a dam.

He grabbed Jiraiya's sleeve, his shoulders trembling violently, buried his head in Jiraiya's shoulder, and said, "Jiraiya-sensei... Kushina... she's going to marry Uchiha Mitsunori... she doesn't want me anymore... she said I can't give her everything she wants..."

Jiraiya felt a pang of sadness as he watched him break down in tears and become utterly disheveled.

He gently patted Minato Namikaze on the back, as if comforting a wronged child, a bitter smile on his face, his tone low and helpless: "Me too... Tsunade... she also agreed to marry the Uchiha Mitsunaga..."

"I approached her, I tried to persuade her, I told her I could give her the stability she wanted, I told her I could give up my travels and stay with her, but she still refused me. She said that the three peaks of the Uchiha clan could give her hope for the revival of the Senju clan, but I couldn't. We are both pitiful people."

Two equally disappointed and heartbroken people stood on the quiet street, without saying much. All their unspoken words turned into bitterness and resentment.

Jiraiya remained silent for a moment, then took out another gourd filled with sake from his waist, unscrewed the lid, and a strong aroma of sake instantly wafted out. He handed it to Minato Namikaze.

"Minato, drink up. If you get drunk, you'll forget everything, and your heart won't hurt so much. Some pain can only be temporarily numbed by alcohol."

Without hesitation, Minato Namikaze reached out his trembling hand and took the sake gourd.

He tilted his head back and began to drink in large gulps. The spicy liquor slid down his throat, burning his throat and his broken heart. But the physical pain slightly relieved the despair and bitterness in his heart.

He drank again and again, the liquor sliding down his lips and dripping onto his clothes, as if he wanted to swallow all his pain and resentment along with the liquor.

"Hahaha... Minato, I'll drink with you... until we're satisfied!"

Jiraiya picked up his sake gourd and drank it down in large gulps. The spicy sake went down his throat, but it did nothing to ease his sorrow. Instead, it made the bitterness even more intense.

The two walked side by side, taking sips from each other, frantically chugging their drinks, their steps faltering, and occasionally muttering the bitterness in their hearts.

Minato Namikaze chanted Kushina's name, and Jiraiya chanted Tsunade's name, as if they wanted to vent all their disappointment, despair, and resentment along with the wine.

They drank for an unknown amount of time until both gourds were empty and both men were drunk.

Alcohol numbed their senses and masked the bitterness and despair in their hearts, leaving only surging anger and resentment, and a trace of drunken madness. Their usual rationality and restraint had vanished without a trace.

Their cheeks were flushed, their eyes were glazed and unfocused, and their vision was blurred. They could barely stand by supporting each other. The smell of alcohol on them was getting stronger and stronger, and you could smell the pungent smell of alcohol from a distance. They looked disheveled and drunk.

"Uchiha Mitsunori... that guy... how... could he marry Tsunade... how could he steal Kushina away...?"

Minato Namikaze mumbled incoherently, his tongue twisting and his words broken and fragmented. A glint of madness flashed in his eyes; the alcohol had made him forget all his pain, leaving only endless rage.

He yelled and swung his fists violently, pounding the air, his voice filled with anger and resentment: "I'm going to teach him a lesson... I absolutely have to teach him a lesson... I'm going to let him know that Kushina is mine, and Tsunade-sensei is yours! How dare he take everything from us... How dare he have everything while we can only sit here drinking in silence and enduring this pain!"

Jiraiya, also under the influence of alcohol, suddenly perked up upon hearing Minato Namikaze's words.

He slapped his thigh and shouted, "That's right! Teach him a lesson! Why does he get to have seven brides? Why is he so successful, able to become Hokage, and get everything he wants?!"

"Let's go settle the score with him! Let him know what we're capable of! Let him know that not just anyone can bully him! And that he can't just steal anything!"

"Let's cause trouble! Let's go and cause trouble for him!"

Minato Namikaze also started shouting loudly, his eyes growing increasingly frantic. He grabbed Jiraiya's hand, pulled him along, and ran towards the Hokage Building.

"Let's go...we'll go now! We'll make him pay...we'll take Kushina and Lady Tsunade back!"

The two supported each other and stumbled as they ran toward the Hokage Building. Their steps were unsteady, and they would occasionally bump into the walls and tree trunks by the roadside, their foreheads turning red, but they didn't care at all.

They continued to curse the Uchiha Mitsurugi, their words piercing the quiet night.

The few pedestrians on the roadside stopped to watch, their faces full of surprise and confusion... but no one dared to step forward to stop them... one was a former Hokage candidate, and the other was one of the Legendary Sannin; their drunken appearance was truly terrifying.