He poured another glass, his hands slightly trembling as he took the shot, the warm liquid burning down his throat. In a bold move, he removed his shirt, exposing his toned torso, provoking her animalistic desires. Sakura took a deep breath, her eyes raking over his body, a mixture of awe and longing swirling within her. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension as she came to a decision. Megumi instinctively lowered his extended hand, understanding that her touch might be crossing a boundary for both of them.

        "My turn. Do you know the whereabouts of Kai Geto?" Even under the influence, Megumi was dedicated to his mission. He was considered crisis control for a reason.

        "Who?" Sakura's brow furrowed, but she brushed aside his suspicion, a playful glint in her eyes. "I guess since I don't know, I'll drink to that." She chugged the almost full sake glass, the alcohol coursing through her, heightening her emotions.

        As the warmth enveloped them, an unexpected heaviness settled in the air. "Who killed my father?" Sakura asked, sadness shadowing her features. Megumi's heart ached in his chest, the weight of her question crashing over him like a tidal wave. Guilt surged within him, and tears threatened to spill from his eyes.