�Just one more drink and we�ll hit the record high!�After 34 years!�
Upon hearing this, Miro held out an empty drinking cup.
�My name cannot be left behind the adjective �best�!�
While people shouted praises, Sein dragged Miro with a tired expression.
�Stop drinking.�You are really drunk now.�
�Hey, how are you?�Today is a good day.�
It was the day when the politician supported by Miro pushed through the agenda in a secret meeting that was being held secretly at the hotel.
�I�m leaving soon, so I�ll go and enjoy Roblanc�s specialties to my heart�s content.�
�No matter how much you drink, you can�t stay sane.�We have to think about the crisis situation.�
Miro, whose cheeks were flushed red, pointed his finger in a disheveled posture.
�Eheh, so you�re just waiting until I�m drunk and pass out?�to be silly�Alright, let�s try it.�
Miro set the glass down on the table and shouted.
�I challenge you!�
�Good!�Hey, everyone gather!�It is the moment when a new legend is born!�
Sein let out a sigh.
�Miro, why are you doing this?�
He had a personality that would not fall into play, but I had never seen him drink so much.
�Sain, this drink is called polka.�
Miro rested her chin on the table and looked at the two-colored streams of water filling her glass.
�I don�t even want to know.�
�From long ago, the fishermen of Roblanc enjoyed two kinds of liquor.�Fort made in the North is distilled, and Enka made in the South is fermented.�So, when going out to sea, a fight broke out between the northern and southern people over which alcohol was better.�Then the captain, who was worse off, made an offer.�Rather than fighting like this, let�s mix it up and drink it together.�That was the beginning of polka.�
Looking at Fault and Enka whirling in the glass, Sein finally realized Miro�s heart.
�What does parei mean?�
�You and me, all of us.�
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Polka is complete.
�ruler!�If you only drink this, the lady is the best!�
�Drink!�drink!�Drink!�
Miro raised his arms and smiled broadly.
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