3rd person POV:

Yn was sitting behind his desk, looking at something truly fascinating.

This happened every day when he was in school, but when he fully turned his attention towards it, the truth of what was transpiring was revealed.

Yn:(intensely staring)

Yn:(mind) I want to look away... But I can't... I can't stop looking... At any moment, if I blink, I could miss it...

Gerald, noticing Yn's strange behavior, walked up to him.

Gerald: What are you doing-

Yn: Shhhh! Look.

Pointing at Vina who had a large bottle of alcohol lifted towards the ceiling, he draws Gerald's attention towards her.

Vina:(gulp)(gulp)(gulp)(gulp)³

Gerald: She always drinks, what's the difference this time?

Yn: Haven't you notice how she drinks? She takes a swig and doesn't stop until it's all gone.

Gerald:?

Yn: Like that bottle, she's drinking rights now. Her first swig has been going on for 3 minutes now.

Gerald: Hmm... I don't know which is more impressive. The amount of alcohol in the bottle or the amount she's consuming in such a short time.

Yn: I'm currently trying to see how long it takes her to chug one bottle.

Gerald: Ah, you're measuring how quickly she can get herself intoxicated in case you fight the drunken boxer.

Yn: What? No, no, no... I'm just bored.

Arriving in front of her two new friends is Paya who greeted them with a warm welcome.

Paya: Good morning. What are we talking about?

Gerald: Our classmate's crippling alcoholism.

Paya:?

Yn: Long story short, she's been drinking none stop for three minutes now. I wanna see how long she can go.

Yn: So could you scoot over a bit, I need to see exactly when she-

(Clang-clang)

Paya/Gerald/Yn:?

Looking at the floor, the three saw an empty bottle roll across the ground, yet Vina's bottle towards the ceiling pose was the same, only with a new bottle.

Yn: NOOO! I MISSED IT!

Vina:(gulp)(gulp)(gulp)(gulp)(gulp)⁴....

(Opening theme)

In the middle of the day, Yn entered a bar due to one of the practical missions he was given by his teacher, Bulma, to "help" train him.

The bar was quite large, with wooden furniture that gave the place a family franchise atmosphere to it.

Besides him, there was only one other person in the bar. The owner. Due to the time of day, there wasn't anyone else.

Yn took a seat behind the bar as the owner cleaned some glasses.

Yn: So, I hear you need some help.

The owner raises his eyebrow, curiously.

Owner: You're... a bit younger than I expected.

Yn:(mind) Seems kinda nervous. Better assure him that I'm a professional... In training... But he doesn't need to know that.

Yn: There's nothing to worry about. I wouldn't be here if I couldn't handle the mission.

Yn: So what do you need?

Nodding, the owner takes a moment to look around, making sure no one was listening before answering.

Owner: There's this kid... She's been drinking my stocks dry. I'm losing so much money to her.

Yn: She ain't paying her tabs?

Owner: N-no... We have this policy, where you can drink as much as you want, but if you can't keep it down or fall unconscious, you pay.

Owner: Usually that makes the bar a ton of money, but this girl is just insane.

Owner: I'm pretty sure she's also underage, but her ID seems pretty legit.

Yn: So you need me to... Make her sleep with the fishes?

Owner: N-no nothing like that. I just need you to make sure she doesn't come here anymore. Or at least make her pay.

Owner: Rough her up a little. Maybe blackmail her.

Yn: Hmmm... I see.

Yn: You want me to beat up this underage girl and take some revealing photos of her?

Owner: When you put it like that...

Yn: I don't judge, but that's kinda screwed up.

Owner: You said it.

Yn: Rough her up and blackmail her. What do you think saying those things to a professional assassin would suggest?

Owner: You're an assassin?! I thought you were supposed to be a bounty hunter who takes odd jobs!

Yn: Oh...uhh... Yes. I meant that.

Yn: Slip of the tongue.

Yn:(fake accent) This language not my first. I get job done.

Owner:?

Yn: This conversation never happened.

(Poof)

In a sudden burst of smoke, Yn disappears in front of the owner.

Owner: Oh wow... How did he do that?

The shock of suddenly disappearing before the man's eyes allowed Yn who turned into a snake to slither away.

Yn:(mind) That was a close one. I better find this alcoholic to complete the mission. Or I might get into some trouble.

Yn:(mind) I wonder who this underage drinker is...?

(Timeskip)

The sun began setting as Vina stumbled through the streets, gaining dirty looks as she drank her liquor straight from the bottle.

She was heading to her favorite bar until she was once again stopped by a police officer.

Officer: I'm going to need to see some idea, young miss-huh?!

Vina shoved her absolutely "real" ID in the officer's face. The officer grabbed the card showing she was of legal age.

Officer:(suspicious look)

Vina:(hic)

Officer: Alright, you can go, but maybe you should go home and get some rest.

Snatching her ID back, Vina sarcastically nodded while stumbling past the police officer, taking a large swig as she did.

While approaching her go-to bar, Vina noticed something in the alleyway just before it.

Ignoring the two people showing their love indecently behind a trash container, Vina turned her attention to the sign next to a fire escape ladder saying "Free booze, go up. There is a lot".

Vina:(happy gasp)

Vina:(tosses empty bottle)

(Shatter)

Civilian:(in the distance) AGH, MY HEAD! WHAT THE FUCK!?

Vina:(hic)

Happily, she began climbing the ladder up to the roof of the building.

There she found a large barrel of booze with a bottle of wine on top of the barrel waiting for her.

Vina:(drooling)

She begins to approach the barrel of alcohol while smacking her lips. Little did she know, that the wine bottle on top was actually Yn in disguise.

Yn:(mind) Vina! I would have never-

Yn:(mind) Actually, no, you should have been my first guess.

Yn:(mind) I hate to hurt a classmate but a job is a job. Like Ran says, a professional always completes the mission no matter-

Vina grabs Yn, in his wine bottle disguise.

Yn:(mind) Why do I have this bad feel-

She flings Yn off the roof of the building after seeing the amount of alcohol on his bottle disguise not being enough for her.

Yn: AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!

(Shatter)

(Poof)

Civilian:(in the distance) MY CAR!

Yn:(in distance) MY BACK!

Blissfully ignoring the screams of anguish and pain, Vina begins caressing the large barrel of what she believed was alcohol.

Vina:(hic)... Hello beAutIfuL...(hic)

Vina: I'm-(hic)... Thirsty~... Care-(hic) to satisfy my-(hic) thirst~?

Vina:(kissing noises)

Reaching her arm around the barrel, Vina began groping it, as if it were a butt.

Vina: Come here-

Before she could drink the contents of the barrel, it was kicked away from her. The barrel then went rolling off the roof.

Yn:(in the distance) Ugh...huh? OH SHI-

(CRASH)

Vina:!?

Turning around, Vina was faced with three assassins.

(Killers for hire: Unknown clan)

Assassin 1: Not who we came here for, but she'll do. Get her.

He ordered one of his men, who complied, and approached Vina.

Trying to grab her, the assassin failed when she stumbled to the side. Walking up to her to try again, Vina did the same and stumbled back just as he tried to grab her.

Vina then began falling back until the assassin grabbed her by the jacket. She then immediately swung herself up and headbutted the man, breaking his nose.

As he staggered back, Vina took a fumbling fighting pose.

Vina: You killed my-(hic) alcohol... Now, you die. (hic)

(Battle theme)

Running up to the assassins as they pull out their weapons, Vina jumps and throws herself at them.

All four of them fall to the floor. As the men get up, Vina rolls away before getting up with her back facing them.

The first assassin charges in with his sword, preparing an overhead swing to knock her out.

Vina leans her body back and catches the man's wrist, stopping his attack while headbutting his gut.

Leaning forward, she squeezes herself into the space between the man's arm. Spinning around, Vina suddenly leaning forward, bumping the man off the roof while taking his sword away.

Assassin 2: AAAAHHHH!

(Crash)

Now armed, Vina immediately throws the blade at the second assassin who knocks it away with his bow staff.

The bow-staff-wielding assailant thrusted his weapon forward and striked Vina in the stomach, making her lean forward.

Vina:(burp)

As she tried not to puke, the assassin, in a sudden motion, raised his bow staff whacking her in the face.

Staggering back, it seemed that Vina was about to fall off the roof until she began stumbling to the right in a circle, till she was walking backwards at her opponents.

Passing the bow staff wielder who began jabbing at her with his staff, Vina began swaying her body side to side as she walked back to avoid the jabs.

From her hips to her head, she swayed them all, side to side like a giant inflatable waving arm man.

Vina:(hic) Play some music, I want-(hic) to dance!

The third assassin grabbed her from behind, but by leaning her head to the side, she caused his friend to jab his staff in his face, freeing Vina.

Grabbing the bow staff, she pulled the man with amazing strength towards herself. After breaking and dropping the staff to the side, she began to attack the killer for hire with a flurry of blows.

The killer for hire interrupted her attack with a might block, before hitting her with a punch. Unleashing a flurry of his own, he palm striked her in the jaw, making Vina fall back towards his comrade who was rushing towards them.

Vina, seeing the other guy was close, grabbed him by the adam's apple to stop herself from hitting the ground.

Assassin 1:!?

Twisting the man's adam's apple while also kicking the other man in the crotch, Vina gets back into a standing position as they were slightly stunned.

Grabbing her hands to make a ball shape, she swings them at one of the assassins, like a wrecking ball, sending him flying off the roof.

Rushing drunkenly up to the last man, she slid between his legs and lifted him on her shoulder off the ground.

Yn then arrived.

Yn: O-okay... I'm back...ouch... Vina, let's talk about your drinking problem.

He then witnesses how Vina throws the man off her shoulders, straight into the air, allowing him to land, back first onto her knee.

Assassin 3: AAAGGHHH!

Yn:......

Yn:(scared chuckle) Drinking problem? What drinking problem? You don't have a drinking problem!

Yn: In fact, can I get you some beer perhaps?

Vina:?

Turning her gaze upon Yn, Vina began approaching him.

Yn: Do you want whisky instead?

She swung herself around to build up a moment to kick him.

Yn:(grunts)

Landing the kick, she sends him sliding across the roof. While on the ground, Vina quickly walked up to him, then raised her elbow.

Vina then let herself fall towards Yn who rolled out of the way of her elbow drop.

Yn: Vina, it's your classmate, Yn! No need to fight me!

Vina:(hic)

Yn:... Can you use words?

She fumbled toward him. Getting close, she raised her hand to uppercut him, however, he hopped back, causing her arm to slip under his baggy hoodie and through the hole for his head.

Yn now hung from her arm.

Yn: Uh-oh.

Vina:(hic)

Raising her other arm, she prepared to strike him, until Vina noticed something.

Dropping him on the roof, she grabbed and squeezed his face while leaning in closer to get a better look.

Yn:(confused and concerned looks)

Vina: Hmm... Wait a minute...(hic)

Vina: You're in my class! (hic)

Yn:(muffled) Y-yes... Can you let go of my face?

Vina:(burp)

Yn:!?

Yn:(mind) Her breath...I think I'm going to puke...

Releasing him, Vina's expression became gloomy.

Vina: Nooooooo... Not again-(hic)...

Vina: I took things too far again, didn't I?

She pulls out a flask and starts drinking.

Vina: Stupid, stupid, stup-(hic)id!

Vina: Attacking allies... This is exactly why I was kicked out of my clan...

Yn: You were kicked out of your clan?

Vina: Hm-hm...(hic) How did you know?

Yn: You just- It doesn't matter. Do you want to talk about it?

Vina:(hic) Oh... What's there to talk about?

Vina: I'm only good at fighting while I'm drunk, but I (hic) tend to lose control and attack friends as well as-(hic) enemies...

Vina: After attacking someone important-(hic), I got kicked out! Disowned!

Vina: Now my only-(hic) family is the bottle! If I don't learn to control myself I'll never (hic) earn my way back into my clan!

Vina:(takes a swig from flask)

Vina: I thought I was doing good until today...(drunken sobbing)

Yn: Well if it means anything...

Getting up, he places a hand on her shoulder.

Yn: It didn't take you that long to recognize me. So you're at least making progress.

Vina: Huh... You're-(burp) right. I can't expect to master control easily!

Vina:(burp)(hic)

Vina: I do super well today! Last time I hospitalize a guy, but now I just kicked one-(hic).

Vina: Progress! (Burp)

Yn: That's the spirit.

She places an arm onto his shoulders.

Vina: Thank you, for (hic) spending these last few hours talking to (hic) me.

Yn: It hasn't been hours, but okay.

Vina:(hic) You're alright, pal. Come on, I'll buy you a fake ID, so you can buy me a drink.

Vina: Let's- urk!

Yn:?

Yn: Something wr-

Vina: BLEEEGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!

She pukes onto Yn's feet.

Yn:.... I chose the wrong day to wear sandals.

Vina: Oh, I'm-m (burp)- BEEEEEEGGGGGHHHHHH!!!

Yn: STOP PUKING ON MY FEET!!!

Vine: I CAN'T HELP- BLEEGGHHHH!!

(Unknown time and date)

A boy in dark clothing walked up to a man living alone in a shed, away from society. This boy carried a bloody bag and a broken weapon.

"Here." The boy said before dropping the bloody bag at the man's feet.

"It is done." He explained.

The man bowed. "I thank you."

"Do not thank me, simply give me what I am owed. You mentioned that you had something for me" the boy coldly said.

"I do. Information." the man answered.

The boy simply glared at the man as if he wasted his time for nothing.

"I see you are a great warrior, yet it's the weapons you possess fail you." The man said.

Not wanting to waste his time the boy began to leave.

"The strongest warrior needs a strong weapon." The man said, stopping the boy in his tracks.

"I do not need a strong weapon. Me wielding any weapon makes it strong and deadly. What I need is the strongest weapon." The young boy told the man who simply chuckled.

"If that is what you wish, then you are looking for the Thousand Edged Demon Blade." Said the man.

With curiosity, the boy stared at the wise man.

(Ending theme)