Human potential was beyond imagination. Damn it, when faced with danger, people often burst forth with speed, strength, and thinking ability far beyond their usual limits.
Under Sogo Doma's pressure, Anton—cough, cough—student Anzai finally unleashed his potential. Everything that had happened yesterday turned into scene after scene, constantly flashing before his eyes.
Those scenes included:
Him blushing furiously as hostess girls teased him...
Him getting provoked by Kondo Group members and starting a drinking contest...
Then came the important part—
When he groggily woke up, he saw everyone drinking to their hearts' content in an unfamiliar, somewhat... place...
Teacher Matsuzaki standing in the middle of the crowd as everyone kept toasting him...
Someone getting so drunk that he threw up on his clothes, took off his jacket, and rejoined the battlefield...
After everyone got carried away with drinking, someone saw people taking off their clothes and suggested playing strip rock-paper-scissors...
Teacher Matsuzaki, drunk as a skunk, saying, "It's fine, it's fine. There's plenty, plenty of alcohol. Who knows when we'll get to drink such good booze again..."
Memory after memory surfaced in his mind. Yet the more Anzai Tetsu remembered, the more his mouth twitched. There really had been nothing involving student Doma in those memories. They really had been charging headlong along the edge of self-destruction without even bothering to test the waters!
But it wasn't his fault! Yesterday's atmosphere had simply been too good. If he had refused to join in, the others would definitely have said, "Anton..."
Cough, cough!
Anzai Tetsu coughed twice inwardly. What Anton? It was Anzai! How had student Doma led him around like that? Forget it—he should focus on yesterday. If he hadn't joined in after waking up, those guys would definitely have said:
"Anzai really can't read the room..."
"What a