Yume Hanayaka

"I'm out of alcohol but that's good. Those were the last bits of 2017's batch...NOW LET'S START 2018'S~."

"Happy New Year everyone~." His sword is finished.

Suddenly thirty crates are broken in total and he seems to be filling the mold for a sword made up of what smells like a combo of everything he's been drinking so far.

"I'm going to make a sword that gets people drunk when it cuts them. That's what I'm doing with my BAC tonight~."

He's not even bothering with glasses anymore, that bottle is going straight to his head. He can be so prim and proper for a man, but damn if he doesn't drink like a frat boy.

"We are going to see just how long it takes for this alcohol to catch up with me. Even if it takes A l l n i g h t l o n g ~."

"One crate, two crate, three crate, four." A loud smash of a wooden box can be heard. "Five crate, six crate, seven crate, more~." Yume has drank at least fifteen gallons of alcohol by now. He starts his party early.

Sending Minato crates of his world famous stash. A note was attached saying 'Late Wedding Gift, but I'm SO glad to see you smile because of someone else!'

There's also an ungodly amount of Saké with this champagne.

Quietly begins preparing the numerous crates of champagne he's going to be popping simultaneously. Some may say he has a drinking problem. It's only a problem when he runs out--.

"I drink for flavor~. My blood filters by the second, I could make a whip from my blood alcohol content before the night ends."

Drapes his head into @ArtificialKick's lap. He's going to be here for a while don't mind him.

"Everybody gets absolutely wasted tonight~. Except me, I literally can't get drunk."

@ArtificialKick "Well all things considered, making real food will be much better than drinking dinner~." Up she goes into his arms.

@ArtificialKick "Then come~. Let's head back to my penthouse and I'll do my best to make you a great meal~."

@ArtificialKick "Sure~. I haven't had Italian in a while--Actually, should I make it myself~?"

@ArtificialKick "Sure, let's get something to eat, Mochi~." It'd be better than full course meals of alcohol. "Got a taste for anything?"

"Its a dream to taste the full flavor of what I drink without the side effects~."

Let's be honest if he didn't do this to himself, he would've died from alcohol poisoning at seventeen.

"There has to be some clause in using our powers that says funneling alcohol out of our system as we drink it is unfair~."