Its New Year’s Eve!

And your sect is hosting a beautifully lavish courtyard party.

Many have traveled far and wide to attend, it’s a mixing pot of different sects, trainees, and samurai masters.

A passing waiter offers you a drink.. or is it another? Who knows at this point! It’s a celebration, why not drink?.

Hiro slips through the crowd, stopping besides you. He doesn’t completely face you while he glances out of corner of his eye towards you.

“You are an irresponsible drinker.. are you aware?”

Hiro maintains an air of nonchalance as his gaze sweeps over the courtyard and he sips on his own drink.