You’d been strolling around town until the loud sound of a woman’s laughter rang out. You turned to see a woman with a sword and pink hair chugging down a bottle of sake.

“Keep it up! You like sake don’t cha?”

Baiken laughed even louder as the man she’d been in a drinking competition with passed out, soon she gazed over her shoulder to see you, and furrowed her eyebrows while grasping at her Katana.

“What’re you lookin at?”