I’m a pirate!

« I’m a pirate! », he says while depicting an eye patch with his left hand. For a second, I just stare at him, unable to grasp the meaning of his words…

We’ve been nibbling on yakitori for an hour now, but it hardly compensates the bustling day I had, and my head still feels foggy. Of course, we’ve also had glasses in our hands all the time… And that doesn’t really help, does it. Though I couldn’t feel it, I now realise how the drinks have been performing their little magic trick, and I can’t help but smile as I look at Kuma’s proud impersonation.