Haruki raised his own jug to his lips. His body remained unshaken despite the strength of the drink that made his head go round and round and round and round and... His conscience was wavering, but he locked his muscles in a steady position and kept standing, the only moving thing being his hands that gradually increased the angle of the jug against his mouth. He couldn't lose! He'd win this... He convinced himself that he'd win this, and even such cheats as using little training tricks, meant to be used in battle, would help him for that. Though, it was difficult to remain focused when the drink was just that good!<br/><br/>He drank and drank. The sake was disappearing (along with his sobriety), and felt heat rising into his head and clouding his thoughts. All he repeated to himself were two phrases - keep drinking and keep standing.