'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

Nothing happened. Finished breakfast, I'm free for the day.

But saying it's free doesn't mean you don't have plans.

Thinking about it, it became much more active than when I was in Japan.

Back then, it was good to be stuck in the house and just practice.

I had the opportunity to bump into the results of the practice, the equipment, and everything in the store without asking for it.

In this world, if you don't collect it yourself, you won't get it.

If you want tools, look for them.

If you want information, I'll look into it.

If you want ingredients, make them.

Everything is just what you can't get when you wait.

But even if I say it's enriching, maybe it's good.

What I want to do is right in front of me, and I know what I need to do.

The once, breathless, muddy world of not knowing what to do is still far away.

…………

Beyond that, I wonder.

I got a liqueur, and I've got a lot of the ingredients I wanted in this world.

Of course, there's not much to do yet.

Still, at the time Mr. Oyaji was saying, maybe he's even closer than I thought.

"… a goal"

"I'm here to find out about that, brother?

"Wow?"

Suddenly I was called out, and I almost shouted and blocked my mouth in a panic.

For whatever reason, my current location is in the library.

So when I was lost in thought, I was suddenly called out.

"Eh?

"Long time no see. Brother."

When you put your perspective on the person I've been speaking to, the child greets you with affection.

Unfelt bright white hair with no pigment. Bright white skin. And red eyes.

I don't even know if it's a man or a woman. A neutral face.

The child who introduced me to the book in this library before - the name is certain.

"... El, so that's good, right?

"That's right. Brother, you remember me well."

"I'm still confident in my memory."

When I make her chest stretch, Elle looks funny and distorts her lips with garlic.

After that, Elle threw the question back to the conversation earlier.

"So, your brother's here to look into 'goals'? In the library?"

"Huh? No, no, look, this is it"

I showed the book I was bringing as I rushed to Elle just a little closer to excuse myself.

A brief introductory book, titled "The Secret of Yawn".

Other books on the table with just a few horrible covers danced, like "The Vampire Mystery" and "The Gentle Race".

"Well, your brother wants to know about vampires."

"Yeah. But it doesn't look like it's a good book here."

I threw a tired voice at Elle.

The same was true when I looked into Demon Grass the other day, but there are a lot of entertainment books and primers on regular bookshelves.

And the contents on it are also so-called rumor levels such as' Apparently vampires use humans as food 'and' They say they increase homogeneity in their blood-sucking behavior '.

I don't see anything approaching the real ecology, like Sui said.

"That's right. Because those are all things that writers have written in their imagination. This is the book that researchers and adventurers have written."

To my bitterness, El urged me with a grinning grin.

I shelved the book I was in a hurry to put out, and it follows.

The route to the basement you took me with you one day and El going down a different road again.

I was questioning the back of such a child.

"Hey, El."

"Hmm?"

"I'm being rude. Who are you, anyway?

"Haha, you ask funny questions, brother"

To my voice, Elle smiled strangely and turned around.

Elle's red eyes stared straight at me.

"It's like you think I'm not human."

"... no, not that far in the boulder"

"Hehe. But I can't help it. Because I can't be called human."

"Huh?"

I rounded my eyes to that abrupt proclamation.

Not human?

But Elle looks delighted to see my surprise.

"Is that so surprising? There are as many non-human races in this country as there are."

"Huh? Oh, that's what you mean"

To my confusion, Elle looks happy, like she's on the lookout.

My thoughts don't work well for this kid named El.

You can't predict what you're thinking from the look on their face.

Even when you're a bartender, there are people who tend to be like that.

This is often the case, especially for children and people who are considerably older than themselves.

After all, I cannot say either of them from Elle. innocent and felt the depth of the bottom.

"I'm nothing. It's just that people who like knowledge a little more than people -- no, they're not."

Elle let me say it with a calm look.

But I still don't know if that's the word from the heart.

"... is that true?

"If that's a lie, is there something wrong with your brother?

Elle's exploratory eyes on my uncanny question.

The kind of gaze that sets me down.

I remember this gaze.

I've been treated as an elderly customer many times.

The optimal solution then is:

It's not about running away with lies and deception, it's about being honest.

"If you really want to know but they're lying to you, everyone's gonna feel bad"

When I gave him a serious answer, Elle looked decent.

And shortly afterwards, he laughed out like he couldn't stand it.

"Heh, heh, you're right. That's right. No one wants to lie."

Wait a little sharply for that Elle impulse laugh to end.

After a while, Elle stopped laughing and turned to me.

"I'm sorry I laughed. But you're absolutely right. You shouldn't lie."

"Oh."

"To apologize, I'll tell you one good thing."

To apologize, does that mean you were lying?

As I went and hit the answer, Elle made me say it in a quiet voice.

"Two vampires at your brother's. Those two aren't smooth travelers."

"... you know what? About you two."

…………

I couldn't hide my surprise at the fact, but Elle just laughed vaguely.

In that way, maybe you know something.

But he didn't seem to want to tell me.

"That's all we have to talk about, shall we?"

When Elle stops talking, she shows me her back and walks away.

I remained a moya, but hurried after Elle so he wouldn't leave me.

Soon, I get in front of a heavy door, different from the 'Demon Grass' bookshelf I saw one day.

When El opened the door, there had been more and heavier atmospheric rooms before.

"Brother. If you want to know about vampires, that's it."

"Is this it?

I reach for one of the books Elle pointed to.

The title is called 'Life Records with Vampires'.

Apparently, it was like a book in which an adventurer who entered the realm of vampires spelled out naked what he experienced on the spot.

It seems to be very easy to read and examine, even if it is compiled in a survey recording style.

"Yeah, it looks good. Thanks, El."

I would like to thank Elle as I raise my gaze to the book.

Once again, Elle had disappeared from before me.

"... Also, did they use this hand? No, I'll see you later."

What is Elle's identity?

I don't feel any closer to the core, but it's good now.

For one thing, I'm a friendly boy (girl?) decided to proceed with the reading of the book introduced to