"BLERGH!!!"
"Are you alright?"
"Do I look alright to you?"
The aftermath of the party was crazy. Instructor Grant was forced to sneak in more beer because he lost a bet with one of the recruits, and because of that, everyone got drunk. We drank as much as we could without considering the consequences.
The only person who's perfectly fine after all of that is Augustus. He simply can't get drunk at all because his body automatically disperses the alcohol out of his system.
"Augustus? You're fine?" Alvin, who's currently suffering from a hangover, saw that Augustus' complexion was completely fine.
"Hm? Yeah."
'I think he drank around fifty cans. Usually, a human would at least feel something, but he's not even drunk at this time. Is he secretly Trixion hiding in human skin?' Alvin is speechless against Augustus' relaxed response.
