[x] <you can hold your liquor well... enough>
You feel your face start to flush a bit. "They do seem pretty... uh, happy on their own. Independent."
Kanako nods, sagely. "Most do."
Although you vaguely consider slowing your pace, like Sanae, you decide to keep it up. Worst case, you'll end up incoherent or asleep. Besides, how many bottles can she have stashed over there? It's not every day you can drink with a goddess.
With dinner absolutely destroyed, and you no longer stuffing your face, you decide that maybe you can get some of your questions out of the way now.
"So, if this isn't a thing to ask, stop me. But what's up with that mini-shrine? And the lake?"
"That's... a long story," Kanako says, "Even for a god."
You take another drink. Again, she fills your glass with amazing speed. No, maybe Sanae has the right idea after all.
"I'm, uh..." you stumble over your thoughts a bit. "How long?"
"Kid, Rome was still around when it starts," Kanako shifts her gaze to Sanae. "Think I should trust him?"
"I don't know," Sanae laughs, taking up her glass but only taking a sip from it. "What do you think? Maybe we should put him through some trials or something first?"
The goddesses' gaze meets yours, as if she's looking to see what's behind your eyeballs. Hah. She acts tough, but yeah, she's definitely getting a bit drunk herself. You can see the mask starting to crack a bit. Not that you are much better - you find it physically hard to return her gaze.
Finally, she turns back to her own glass and takes a drink herself, seemingly satisfied. "Well, I'll give him the short version. But we'll need some snacks."
Looking strangely relieved, Sanae nods and stands up. "Should I get some more sake, too?"
Oh. You hadn't considered this possibility. That wouldn't be good. But, it seems Kanako had - and she sets another bottle on the table. "No, I've got that covered."
Sanae just laughs, "Wow. Were you really that thirsty?"
Even Kanako is starting to seem a bit drunk. "Absolutely. I worked hard today... but I'm not sure what his excuse is! And besides, something like this is fine every once in a while."
The only thing fearsome you find in this god now is her drinking habits. Strangely, you're perfectly at home with this kind of banter. "Yeah. And... uh, that's my excuse."
"Hey, that excuse isn't bad either," Kanako says, lifting her glass, "Cheers."
Sanae takes the opportunity to leave the room, smiling and shaking her head. After she does, Kanako leans over the table towards you. You lend her your ear.
"She's incredible, but do you know her weakness?"
"Who else would I be talking about?"
"... what is it?"
"No, no," Kanako says, "You have to guess."
"...mmm." You pause for what feels like a genuine minute. Alcohol, obviously.
[ ] Alcohol?
[ ] Tickling?
[ ] Nope, drawing a blank.