Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

Year 7446, Month 8, Day 3

"And, why were you rejected?"

I've repeated the same question to sister a number of times while she's drunk and more likely to talk.

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"..I'm grateful for your feelings and I have good feelings towards you as well but I've already decided that Kurea is my only wife, or said something like that..I already know..that sort of thing.."

And then sister answered with the same reply again as well. At first she praised me for clearing the 8th floor like "As expected of someone I trained" but I'm already tired of hearing it. I held a consolation party for sister after I was finally able to invite her to dinner on a day off.

We entered this reasonably high rank restaurant called Maruhasu at about 3 pm. Right now it should already be past 8 pm. Brother is together with Rozural, Wendy, and Dianne supervising the transfer of duties for the various times of rubber products and repairs at the workshop and around now should be finishing up dinner together with everyone.

It's already been over 5 hours since sister and I took up our spots at a table in the back of the restaurant. Before I realized it there's a huge bottle(about 1.8 liters) of wheat vodka emptied out. Though I drank about 80% of it. It seems sister is weak to alcohol. While remembering the Chuhai from my past life I split the wheat vodka by about 1/10th with juice to make it easier to drink but in no time at all she was drunk. I'll tell Miduchi about it later. If it's alcohol then she can't definitely win against sister.

"Ah, use {Neutralize.Poison} one more time! This is delicious!"

"Yeah~Yeah"

I use the spell {Neutralize.Poison} on sister(since sister is drunk she can't concentrate to use any spells) for who knows how many times it's been while sighing to myself. I ordered some more juice from oranges and honey and additionally had them refill the ice pale with ice as well. Of course I can do it myself as well but it's a restaurant so I should properly order and pay for it. Rather since I'm essentially returning someone to normal every time they get drunk and letting them drink even more alcohol the restaurant should be thanking me.

"Ngu..Ngu!! You sure know a good way to drink it. I give you my praise!"

"Yeah, thank you my lord."

I return a half-assed reply while poking at my sazae cooked in the shell with just salt and no soy sauce. They use fire to take the body from the shell and serve it on the plate where you cut it with a knife and fork but there's no refinement or anything else to it. Since I have the chance I'd like to eat it with chopsticks~ It's unfortunate I forgot to bring along my chopsticks.