"How much did she drink?" Fubuki asked hurriedly.
"Just one sip, I think..." Sugar Baby was beginning to realize something was wrong with the drink.
Fubuki noticed that Sugar Baby's cheeks were flushed too. "What about you?"
"I drank a whole bottle..."
Fubuki felt a headache coming on. Sugar Baby still seemed fairly alert, but Tatsumaki was clearly drunk.
Sake was, after all, a specialty of Neon Country.
Though Fubuki and Tatsumaki had been born there, they had had little contact with its culture. In Fubuki's hazy memories, her sister had suddenly appeared in her life when she was five.
Not long after her sister returned, the whole family moved to the Federation, where they received a Western Education.
So it was hardly surprising that her sister had failed to recognize the word "Sake."
Luke wiped the orange juice from his face and clothes, then snapped at Tatsumaki, "What was that for?"
"What? I treated you to some orange juice, and you're complaining?" Tatsumaki huffed.
With a snort, Tatsumaki headed back toward her seat.
Her steps wavered, and she slowly began to float into the air.
Fubuki went pale and hurriedly pulled her back down.
Before they went out, Fubuki had reminded Tatsumaki again and again to walk like a normal person so they wouldn't draw attention. But Tatsumaki was too muddled to remember any of it. If Fubuki hadn't stopped her, she would have floated up in front of everyone.
Fubuki held Tatsumaki down, but then the Dinner Plates stacked high on the table began to clatter.
They were shaking. The top one or two had already begun to rise into the air.
With a thought, Fubuki brought them back down to the table.
But the Dinner Plates kept shaking, their clatter growing louder. At this rate, the neighboring