Chapter 12.5: Mini Filler

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Celebratory Confession

The cool and snowing 5th of November, year 2014. It was a week before his sister's birthday and the blonde has achieved to defeat the strongest Bijuu known to man kind, the Kyuubi no Kitsune. And at the moment, the Major General is throwing a celebration of success in achieving greater power as an addition to the military strength of the Union.

Sadly for the tankists that operated the t-14 armata who cannot test the said tank still in the experimental stage. But still nonetheless joined the party.

Food and vod- I mean- drinks are served to the soldiers, with music of folk and marches using a piano and accordion, and some people are starting to get drunk. And one of those people is Naruto's father or technically adoptive father who is clearly drunk.

Naruto sat beside him. He could already smell the stench of alcohol from his mouth. Though he much respect his father's wishes to drink. "Dad, I have a confession to make."

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"Что? (What?)"

"I- I wanna confess something."

"What- *hic* what would that- *hic* be?"

*Gulp*

"I am having this warm feeling everytime I think of girls. Is it normal?"

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*Hic*

"Be- *hic* be honest son. Are you- *hic* you in love?"

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Naruto blushed at his statement. Him in love? Ah hell nah.

"When I think of Katyusha and my two other close friends who are also girls from the other side, I always feel warm and happy."

*Bonk*

"Itai! Tou-chan what was that for?"

"You are- *hic* so dense. But remember- *hic* when- when a man and a- *hic* a woman does this-" he made a pointing hand with his right and an ok hand on the left and insert it in and out.

"Always- *hic* always to wear- *hic* wear- aaauhhh- protection *hic*."

*Gulp*

'I don't even understand. He is so drunk right now.'

"Вот и выстрел. (Here have a shot.)"

"Спасибо. (Thanks.)"

And the night went on with people partying and drinking.

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