<div style="text-align: justify;">"You know, you're just like your master, old boy. Two jugs of sake for the fireworks festival, but this year... you're all alone." Said an old man, looking at the much younger man, holding a stick with two jugs of sake tied onto it. The younger man shook his head at the elder man, "Have you forgotten the day the two of us drank of your sake until you called me by name, Shima? You will call me Blake and nothing more," He said stated firmly. "And yes, that man was a drinker who enjoyed his sake. As am I, but I could always drink more of it than him, surprisingly. to which the latter soon laughed in confusion. After a slight pause, Blake finally looked at Shima with a smile, soon taking a seat at the man's booth, sticking his sake stick into the ground. Shima did not know how to respond, but simply laughed to keep from being forced to drink by Blake once again.<br/><br/>"Ease up, Blake. It's Ikebukuro's fireworks festival. And besides, we've got some big rockets this year!"<br/><br/>"Then I'd hope this year to be a festival to rival all festivals! Who knows? Maybe-" <br/><br/>From the corner of his right eye, a figure in a plain blue robe moved about like a zombie, a half-done bottle of sake in his right hand. "Jabo... Biggest tab ever imagined... Always drunk. Never sober for one minute... And he always causes his trouble." Shima complained, turning around to pretend he was cleaning cups. However, Blake turned around, walking over to the drunken man. Jabo looked at Blake, a sleazy smile forming on his face. "Hey... buddy. Share some sake with me. I'm buying..." The man said, his breathing reeking of dead fish with just a hint of rotten eggs. Blake retained, taking a step back, "I would... But I think you've had enough before the festival even started. May I have that bottle now?"<br/><br/>"No... I'm not drunk. I've only had 13 cups." Jabo pleaded. "That's more than you can handle, Jabo. Now let me have it." "No. Leave me alone." The drunken fool whined trying to get away from Blake, running around like a child. But Blake had him beat, soon grabbing the man by his right leg. However, Jabo had managed to throw the bottle of sake, it soon landing at the hakama of an unsuspecting man. "Jabo... You moron." Blake muttered angrily. "What... me? I passed out in bushes." And with that, Jabo bit Blake's arm, quickly hiding behind a vase to hide.</div>