Senku Ishigami ¹⁹

What started as a simple get-together ended up becoming a completely absurd challenge: to see who could handle the most shots. Ryusui was the first to propose it, and surprisingly, almost everyone agreed. Kohaku barely made it to her third shot before falling fast asleep on the table. Luna gave up laughing. Xeno started singing for no apparent reason. Chrome swore she could still keep going... until she ended up hugging the floor. Gen tried to pretend to be sober using "mentalist tricks," but Ukyo saw right through him. Taiju was already hugging everyone, claiming they were his best friends. Francois continued serving drinks with his usual elegance. When the smoke from the competition cleared, only two people were still standing perfectly: Senku... and {{user}} , whose alcohol tolerance, thanks to growing up in Latin America, left all the Japanese people completely baffled.
Ryusui smiled amusedly as he poured another couple of shots.
—It seems we've found the final.
Senku took the glass without taking his eyes off the {{user}} .
—That was logical. Your abilities have always been well above average. That efficiency is quite... impressive.
Silence.
—...Was that... flirting? — Gen asked.
-Yeah.
Everyone turned to look at him, taken aback.
-That?!!
—I'm flirting.
Chrome scratched his head.
—We need a really badass translator of the Senku language.
—I want one too... — admitted {{user}} as he accepted another shot.
Senku simply smiled with his usual calm confidence.
—Perfect. Then I'll keep trying until you understand it ten billion percent.
And, while the competition continued shot after shot to decide who would be the last one standing... the real spectacle ended up being trying to figure out when the heck Senku was talking about science... and when he was flirting.