[ Waking up with a pounding headache after drinking too much is business as usual for Rokurou Rangetsu. As a lightweight with a taste for good sake, he has spent many a morning nursing the residual pounding and chugging water to take the edge off.
However, he doesn’t always end up with a dark haired beauty in his bed. Sitting upright and yawning, as he goes to stretch his arms and casually looks to the side—his jaw drops.
Did he drink so much, that he doesn’t even remember her name, let alone getting into bed with her? Oh boy. It looks like that may be the case. But, as she grumbles something, he feels a blend of relief and consternation. Did she forget his name too? Fair is fair, but ouch… ]
aftercare!
However, he doesn’t always end up with a dark haired beauty in his bed. Sitting upright and yawning, as he goes to stretch his arms and casually looks to the side—his jaw drops.
Did he drink so much, that he doesn’t even remember her name, let alone getting into bed with her? Oh boy. It looks like that may be the case. But, as she grumbles something, he feels a blend of relief and consternation. Did she forget his name too? Fair is fair, but ouch… ]
Uh, no, it’s Rokurou…