Gilgamesh had done many things for Uruk—things no one else could have done.
"A king has a king's talents, and soldiers have soldiers' talents. Everyone simply needs to fulfill their own duties. There is no need for you to overthink it—just do your jobs well. That was King Gilgamesh's belief, and it was also how he acted."
Merlin grinned as he summed it up, then drained the fine wine in his cup in one gulp. With a blissful expression, he said, "Wow~~ It's delicious! As expected of wine brewed by the god of wine—it's absolutely wonderful! And if you don't want to get drunk, you simply won't. Even Arthur would gladly indulge in wine like this!"
"After working all day, this is what it's all for!"
His words gave Fujimaru Tachibana and the others much to think about regarding Gilgamesh's approach. They found it very reasonable and thought, as expected of the King of Heroes—he really was incredible. At the same time, they became interested in the wine as well.
Fujimaru Tachibana asked, "Huh? This wine doesn't get you drunk?"
At that, Miyamoto Musashi squeezed her way over and said with a grin, "That's right, that's right! So, Miss Tachibana, want to give it a try?"
As she spoke, she pressed herself right up against Fujimaru Tachibana, the soft flesh of her chest squishing against her.
Fujimaru Tachibana felt it for a moment. Yep, bigger than hers. She had lost...
Still, she did not think much of Miyamoto Musashi clinging to her. Instead, her interest was drawn to the wine.
If it could not get you drunk, then it did not count as underage drinking, right?
"Then... how about a little?"
Curiosity and longing showed on Fujimaru Tachibana's face.
Mash's eyes widened. "Senpai, are you really going to drink?"
Fujimaru