[There's currently a very passed out body on a warm patch of grass, and although eleven years old, Ichiru is pretty small for his age. Okay, maybe it looks like he actually curled up and went to sleep.
Either way, there's a cup nearby. You know- one of those 5-ounce paper cups, and there's still practically half of a bright blue liquid left inside. There's also a napkin with some pretzels on it, but that's beside the point.
At least it appears to be a peaceful sleep?
Clearly Zero was nowhere within the area when his bitty twin got his hands on such a concoction.]