Doing this kind of dance... Aoto really must respectfully decline.
Seeing Aoto unwilling to dance with them, Harada didn't force him—he turned instead to Saito.
"Saito! It's a rare banquet, why are you still so quiet! Come and join us! Let's dance together!"
"That's not necessary for me..."
It was expected, even Aoto was unwilling to join Harada, Nagakura, and the others in this "out-of-era" dance, let alone the solitary Saito.
As Harada enthusiastically invited Saito to dance with them, Aoto suddenly noticed that Harada's steps seemed somewhat unsteady.
Aoto naturally raised his gaze to look at Harada's face.
Harada, who had a very good tolerance for alcohol, had already emptied several bottles of sake.
Although his energy was still good, his face was flushed red.
Even so, a subtle hint of weak "pale" was faintly visible beneath the "blushing" veil.
Seeing this, Aoto couldn't help but think:
—Hijikata's "collectibles" are indeed impressive...
