Epi.11-4: The First Person Who Got It Wrong

“We’re going to have Misaki-san play a simple game now.”
Yuka declared cheerfully, her voice ringing out.

“Huh? Why?”
“You know, Misaki-san, you drink sake like it’s water—just gulping it down. If you were blindfolded, I bet you’d drink water and still say, ‘This is sake.’ Right? Don’t you all think so too?”
When she turned the question toward the camera, the screen was instantly filled with voices of agreement.

“There’s no way that’s true. Do you really think there’s anyone who would mistake water for sake?
There hasn’t been anyone like that before, and there won’t be anyone like that in the future, either.”
Behind the fox mask, her brows were drawn together.

“I believe in you, Misaki-san!”
She clenched both fists tightly, her eyes shining.

“What exactly are you believing in?”
”You can’t really say she won’t mess it up, though”
”Aren’t you setting the bar way too high? You sure about this?”
”Theory: she messes it up on purpose for the footage”

“That’s why! I’m telling you I won’t mess it up! This is going to be zero content, okay! Be prepared for that!”
She argued back, tapping the table lightly with her fingertips.

“Okay, then—put on the blindfold.”
“A blindfold over the mask? Or the mask after the blindfold?”
Muttering under her breath, she put the blindfold on over the mask.

“Alright, I’ll pour a drink into a cup and hand it to you, so tell us what you drank. I’ll make sure everyone can see what I’m pouring, so let’s all enjoy this together!”

Then, after drinking ten cups, Misaki removed the blindfold.
A smile floated on her lips, as if it were a sign of her confidence.

Yuka let out a sigh.
“Misaki-san, I’m sad……”

“Heh. There was no content, right? Too bad for you.”
In high spirits, she drained her glass.

As Yuka poured sake into the glass, she spoke.
“You got three of them wrong……”

“…What?”
Misaki froze.

Yuka turned her back to Misaki and handed Misaki a new cup, without revealing what had been poured into it.
“This is one you got wrong earlier. Try drinking it again.”

She smelled it, then took a small sip and tasted it carefully.
“…This is… water.”

“It’s sake.”
She set the bottle she had been holding down on the table.
The label read “Jozen Mizunogotoshi.”

“Huh? Water, right?”
With a blank look, she glanced back and forth between Yuka and the label.

“No, no, no—it’s sake, okay?”
“It’s water.”

Yuka let out a resigned sigh.
“Then… let’s call it a draw.”

“There’s such a thing as a draw?”
”Did she actually know the taste?”

“Next is this.”
She handed over another new cup in the same way.

Misaki tasted it just as she had before and answered confidently, “Sake.”

“It’s water—water with a sake-like flavor!”
With a soft clink, a bottle bearing the label “Special Free” appeared in front of Misaki.

“Huh? This is basically a scam.”
Misaki voiced her complaint, but in the face of numerous opposing comments—“That’s not a scam,”
“Wouldn’t you normally be able to tell?”—she fell silent.

“Okaaay, then here’s the last one!”
Yuka cheerfully handed over the final cup.

Seeing the liquid, which looked slightly cloudy at a glance, Misaki answered confidently, “This is sake. I can tell without even drinking it,”
only to be met with Yuka’s, “That’s wrooong!”

“Water wouldn’t be this color. This is absolutely cloudy sake, right?”
she took a sip and nodded.

“…This is sake. There’s absolutely no way this could be water.”

“…Misaki-san, I’m really sad……”
She quietly set a plastic bottle down on the table.

“Huh?”
Misaki’s eyes went wide.

“The correct answer was ‘Aquarius.’”
Yuka let out a small sigh.

“We were talking about whether it was water or sake, so why is it a sports drink?! That’s against the rules!”
Still unconvinced, Misaki complained, but Yuka just smiled brightly and brushed it off.
“I told you to tell us what you drank.”

“The results are seven wins, two losses, and one draw! Bye-bye, everyone!”
“It should be eight wins, one scam, and one cheat! I don’t accept this!”

The stream ended in rising chaos.
Among the viewers, questions remained—“So what was her actual basis for judging?” and “Did she not notice the alcohol at all?”—and for a while, it became a topic of heated discussion.