When morning came, it was the light of the sun that awoke them. They were more than groggy from their lack of sleep. Their head's rung from all the alcohol that they had drunk. Their clothes were soggy from due and their breaths misted in the cold morning air.
"Morning…" Gengyo put in quietly, his throat feeling hoarse. He could tell that he had spent a good amount of the night shouting and cheering, though he could not remember much of it.
A quick glance at the wooden cannonball crate told him that they had indeed fired all nine balls.
"Morning boss," Rokkaku said. He was up and grinning as though the alcohol had no effect on him at all.
"Too loud…" Rin hissed.
"What?" Morohira shouted as though he was deaf.
"Too loud!" She shouted back.
"What?" Morohira said again. It was then that Rin realized she was being teased. Her childish father was wreaking revenge on her for the sleep she had stolen from him a few days before.
