I looked at him dumbfounded, trying to reason what he just said.
"Don't look so surprised," Manoko said, still having the smirk. "I thought I left behind enough hits for you, yet you always looked past them without a fail."
I don't even know what to say anymore.
"Eh, then, Hashiki, let us drink our life out, huh?" he asked, acting a little goofy. Was it out of embarrassment or nervousness? I couldn’t tell anymore all of a sudden.
I picked up one of the shots but I just looked at it, replaying what just happened a couple minutes ago in my head.
He chuckled then took the shot from my hand and put it on the table, "I'm just kidding."
"About which part?" I asked, too fast.
He smiled, "About getting drunk of course."
"Then..." I trailed off as things fall into place.
"I'm not stupid," Manoko said, "If I want to profess my love to you, I want to do it sober with you."