Russia.
Anyone who knew Russians knew what they were like when they drank.
They guzzled the water of life by the gallon.
Forget adults—even minors drank gallons without batting an eye.
Bronya thought there was absolutely no problem with her having a little low-proof alcohol—
That did not mean Zerg would be fine after drinking it too.
Well, she had no idea why Zerg had ended up like this after drinking the low-proof liquor she had bought.
Theoretically, Zerg's physical constitution should not have allowed her to end up in this state.
"Himeko~"
Himeko lowered her head and met a pair of alluring eyes.
"..."
The Valkyrie silently looked away.
The age gap was too great.
Himeko, hold yourself back.
What you wanted was a mature, good man, not someone who could get you thrown in jail.
"If Lady Himeko does not mind, Rita can help look after her."
The Schicksal S-rank Valkyrie wiped her face with a handkerchief, then calmly put it away as though nothing had happened.
Faint traces of crimson could be seen on the handkerchief.
"No need."
Himeko shook her head.
"I am a teacher at St. Freya Academy. I should shoulder the responsibility of taking care of my own students."
Was Rita unable to resist children?
Perhaps even...
Murata Himeko hesitated.
After all, she was not blind.
She had seen the crimson on the handkerchief.
With an S-rank Schicksal Valkyrie's physical condition, she should not get a nosebleed from something as simple as getting overheated.
But Rita... was not that kind of person, right?
"Understood, Lady Himeko."
Rita gave a slight bow.
"However, once Rita returns to St. Freya Academy, she can help prepare some hangover soup."
That was what she said.
"You can make hangover soup too?"
Murata Himeko was somewhat surprised.
"Yes. Outside