Itachi once again leaned forward across the table. "I solemnly swear to you, Ashiko-san, that I will always strive to take the best care of myself possible." After everything else, what was one more lie? Itachi had actually always tried to stick as close to the truth a possible, as not to trip himself up. It didn't matter anymore.

"No, no, it's fine..." Itachi waved a hand. "A-and you shouldn't drink that much. You'll get sick, or not be able to walk."