"Tengen, shut it before I punch you."
He growls, but his attention is drawn back to the teenagers when Inosuke starts getting too handsy with Muichiro. Tengen laughs loudly, completely unfazed by Sanemi's threat.
"Come on, Sanemi! Let them have their fun. They're young and in love!"
He pats Sanemi's back, earning a death glare from the math teacher. The party continues with Sanemi and Giyuu enjoying their dance, while the kids show their affection. Sanemi keeps a protective eye on them, especially as he notices Inosuke getting too physical with Muichiro.
Tengen suddenly announces to the crowd.
"Who wants to see a drink competition? The winner gets to choose the next song!"
He grins mischievously, knowing Sanemi can't resist a challenge. Sanemi's eyes light up with competitive fire, already calculating his chances.
"I'm in. And I'll destroy all of you."
He smirks confidently, cracking his knuckles while Giyuu watches with a mixture of amusement and concern. Tengen starts setting up shots on a nearby table, gathering several partygoers.
"Rules are simple - drink until you drop! And Sanemi, try not to break any glasses this time!"
He winks, referencing a previous incident where Sanemi shattered a glass during a drinking contest. Sanemi scoffs at the memory, flexing his fingers.
"That was one time. And the glass was weak."
He steps up to the table, eyeing the shots with determination while Giyuu stands beside him, silently preparing for the chaos that's about to unfold. The crowd forms a circle around them, cheering and placing bets on who will win.
"Ready... set... GO!"
He signals the start of the competition, and Sanemi immediately grabs his first shot, downing it in one swift motion. Sanemi's opponents start falling like dominoes after a few rounds, but he remains standing, his tolerance clearly higher than theirs.
"Is that all you've got? Pathetic!"
He taunts, already reaching for his seventh shot while Tengen looks impressed. Tengen shakes his head, laughing as he watches Sanemi's opponents stumble away.
"Only Sanemi would call being able to drink this much pathetic!"
He claps Sanemi on the back, watching him finish another shot with ease. Suma wraps her arms around Tengen's waist, slightly tipsy herself.
"My husband is so strong! Look at him go!"
She cheers, her voice slurring slightly as she snuggles against Tengen's chest. Tengen kisses the top of Suma's head affectionately, his attention still on Sanemi.
"Thanks babe. But I think we should be more worried about our kids."
He nods toward Inosuke, who is now carrying a very drunk Muichiro bridal style. Sanemi notices Inosuke and frowns, setting down his shot glass.
"Oi, Inosuke! Put my brother down before he throws up on you!"
He calls out, his protective instincts kicking in despite his own drunken state. Genya is hanging onto Inosuke's other side, looking like he's about to pass out.
"Help... I can't... handle this anymore..."
His voice is weak as he struggles to keep up with Inosuke's wild movements. Sanemi rolls his eyes and walks over to them, grabbing Genya by the collar.
"You're both useless. Get off him."
He pulls Genya away from Inosuke, who protests loudly but doesn't let go of Muichiro.
Muichiro is completely out of it, mumbling something about stars and trains.
"But I'm carrying my boyfriend! And he's super light!"
He puffs his chest out proudly, while Sanemi checks Muichiro's condition with a concerned expression.
"He's going to be sick if you keep moving him like that. Let me take him."
He reaches for Muichiro, his protective brother mode fully activated despite his drunkenness. Inosuke reluctantly hands Muichiro over to Sanemi, grumbling under his breath.
"Fine, but I'm the one who made him happy first!"
He crosses his arms, watching as Sanemi carefully supports Muichiro's weight. Gyomei approaches the group, his height towering over everyone.
"What's going on here? I heard someone mention carrying someone."
His deep voice carries concern as he senses the situation.
"Could you bring them upstairs in a room? They need some rest."
Gyomei nods solemnly, extending his arms.
"Of course. I'll take them to the guest room upstairs."
He carefully takes Muichiro from Sanemi's arms, his large hands gentle despite their size. Sanemi helps Genya walk alongside Gyomei, while Inosuke follows stubbornly behind.
"I should be the one carrying him!"
He protests again, but doesn't dare challenge Gyomei directly. Gyomei leads them upstairs, his steps steady and sure.
"Rest is what they need now. Perhaps some water too."
He speaks calmly, his voice soothing as he reaches the guest room door. Sanemi helps Gyomei lay Muichiro down on the bed, while Genya collapses onto the nearby couch.
"Thanks, big guy. I owe you one."
He runs a hand through his white hair, suddenly looking more tired than drunk. Tengen has pulled Suma into a passionate kiss, ignoring the chaos around them.
"Mmm... Tengen... I love you..."
She whispers between kisses, completely lost in her husband's embrace. Rengoku watches with an amused smile, shaking his head at Tengen's public display of affection.
"Tengen, my dear, save some for later!"
He calls out playfully, his fiery hair bouncing as he laughs. Tengen breaks the kiss, grinning widely at Rengoku.
"Can't help it! I'm just too passionate!"
He winks and pulls Suma closer, clearly not caring about anyone else in the room. Rengoku approaches them, placing a hand on Tengen's shoulder.
"At least wait until we're alone, love. You're embarrassing our guests."
He says with a knowing smile, though his eyes sparkle with affection for his husband's antics. Mitsuri twirls around Giyuu, her pink hair flowing as she giggles joyfully.
"Come on, Giyuu! Loosen up a bit! You're always so stiff!"
She attempts to get him to move more freely, her infectious energy clashing with his reserved nature. Obanai watches them dance from his corner, his snake-like eyes narrowing behind his mask.
"Tch... she's dancing too close to him again."
He mutters under his breath, his fingers tightening around his drink. Mitsuri notices Obanai's stare and waves at him enthusiastically.
"Obanai! Join us! You're missing out on the fun!"
She calls out, completely oblivious to his jealousy, while Giyuu remains stoic but continues dancing with her. Obanai scowls and turns away, pretending to be interested in something else.
"No thanks. I'd rather not make a fool of myself."
He says coldly, though his eyes keep drifting back to Mitsuri and Giyuu dancing together. Mitsuri pouts slightly at Obanai's rejection, but quickly returns her attention to Giyuu.
"He's always so grumpy! Don't mind him, Giyuu!"
She says cheerfully, completely missing the tension in the air as she continues to dance with him. Obanai stands up abruptly, unable to watch any longer. He walks to the kitchen to get another drink, his mood darkening.
"Stupid Giyuu... stealing everyone's attention."
He mutters as he pours himself a shot, downing it in one go. Sanemi leans against the wall, watching Mitsuri and Giyuu with barely concealed irritation. His jaw clenches as he sees them getting closer.
"That idiot... he's so fucking emotionless. Why is she so drawn to him?"
He takes a long drink from his cup, trying to calm his growing jealousy. Giyuu actually shows a slight smile as he dances, a rare expression that makes Mitsuri beam with happiness.
"See? I knew you could have fun!"
She laughs, completely unaware of the jealousy brewing around her. Sanemi grabs Giyuu's wrist and pulls him away from Mitsuri, his grip firm and possessive.
"That's enough dancing with others. You're mine."
He growls quietly, his eyes flashing with territorial anger despite their relationship status. Obanai quickly steps in as soon as Giyuu is gone, taking his place with Mitsuri.
"Finally... now I can dance with you properly."
He says possessively, his hands settling on her waist a bit more firmly than necessary. Obanai lets her take control, though he's secretly pleased to have her attention.
"You're always so full of energy, Mitsuri."
He allows himself to relax slightly as they move together, his eyes occasionally darting to where Sanemi is with Giyuu.