'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"So, what the hell is the general doing in the library?

Because of this, I also invited the infidel Sally to lunch (I have the price, of course).

After filling her belly with a simple egg main dish, when she left the store, Phil asked.

"Well, I'm a little bit of a study too"

"Really... what is it?

Phil stepped in and I jammed the words a little.

'I was looking into vampires,' I suppose I could say. But it's unknown what they think when they say it.

Do you think I'm happy or don't like it? Because there are personal differences around it.

"I'm just looking for a little story."

After all, I didn't tell you the truth.

... Maybe they're just a little caught up in the words Elle told them: 'The two are not pleasant travellers'.

But my answer to that seemed favorable to Phil.

"That's right! Even if you can have as much conversation as the total, that kind of effort is not lacking..."

"... well, I haven't either"

When you can turn a purely respectful eye, it's a little hard to do.

It was Sally who came to our conversation like that.

"What do you think? I'm talking about the chief, so I thought you were doing some research that we couldn't tell you about.

"Here, Sally!

"Hmm."

To Sally's unexpectedly sharp point, I was desperate not to break my expression.

But when it comes to figuring out what I'm hiding, it just seems to have it at its roots.

I just get a little distracted and break my expression, and, uh, I keep it in my sigh.

"So, are you two still looking into it?

"So I'm not looking into anything."

"No, I don't have plans."

You didn't think Sally would be able to talk to you, and Phil immediately blocked the words and replied.

Right. If you don't have plans after this, it might be a good idea to introduce them lightly.

"Well, why don't you give it a tour?

"What?

"Our production plant."

The words I said dressed up didn't seem to make much sense.

"Iberis, are you okay now?

"Ah, total!

When I spoke at the entrance, a girl who looked like a junior high school student came running over happy.

The current location, as usual, is like a town factory in that garbage droid settlement.

Not, it's in a slightly smaller factory, just outside the suburbs.

To explain the situation a little, the story goes back to the potion review.

Because this tournament was a little tricky about the "prize money" thing.

Naturally because the Special Best Award was originally added where only the Excellence Award and the Best Award were considered.

In some circumstances, the prize went first to "White Oak" in the "Best Award". But then, the reward for the Special Best Award is weak.

When it comes to reducing the amount of money to the "Best Award," it can also be taken that it was falsely advertised.

"White Oak" also told me that he would decline the prize money, but I made another demand, if I could.

The use of gold doesn't float much, and I'd rather have land, he said.

One of the consequences was this suburban factory.

Even when it comes to factories, the exterior is the building that was originally used for the warehouse, intact.

Inside, various machines and containers for storing liquids are twisted.

Mostly made here are carbonated drinks, not potions.

The container is packed with raw materials, etc.

"How's the new workshop cosy?

"I'm not used to it yet, but it might be a good idea to dedicate it to myself after all"

Iberis answers with an age-appropriate face.

Around there, I turned my attention to the two apprentices attached behind me.

"Oh, you and those two, you were disciples."

"You bet. Otherwise, I won't ask you to do that."

"You know what?"

Iberis waved at the two behind her after laughing karakara.

"Yayaho! Nice to meet you...... but I don't know, it's Iberis!

"Yes, it's Phil"

"... it's Sally."

"Nice to meet you!

Iberis makes a V-sign after a slight grin on the

In that blatant attitude, the two behind him seemed solidified.

"Oh, isn't that total?"

Talking to Iberis near the entrance, Bergamo, the beast man in charge of our kitchen, showed his face in a glimpse.

"Oh, Bergamo. Were you here too?"

"Oh, I'm here to help my sister today."

Behind it is a beast girl, with green gray hair, just like her brother.

He thanked me modestly with a cage hanging on his arm.

"Corsica, how are you?

"It's okay now. That's why I work here."

"No, I'm a little worried, even if I know."

When I was relieved of how she was, Bergamo looked at me with a sharp eye.

"Hey, what is it?

"No, when will I get my hands on my sister if I don't get a proper glance at the total"

"Don't talk about people like they're women. You've never done that."

"Be aware of that."

That sounds like you're unconsciously spouting women.

I didn't do that. What I usually try to do is compliment them on their details, care for them, and occasionally make them joke and laugh.

It's like training to be a bartender.

Seniors were told to practice observing and praising people from time to time.

Though not yet, because a lot of times I piss them off with an extra word.

"Yes, Mr. General. I just picked this up. What do you think?

Corsica, who was watching me and Bergamo interact, offered a room of plants out of the cage after a bitter laugh.

It was a soft green plant, a mint. The variety is spare mint.

Receive it, try rubbing it gently and smell the scent.

Sweet, gorgeous, soothing sobriety slipped out my nose.

"Sounds good! That's right, I'm just familiar with Tayla. Any plant in Corsica's hands will do as you wish!

"Please don't make fun of me, Ugh."

To my joke, Corsica grinned like she was in trouble.

Next to that, my brother's breasts are stretched just to be sure, so it seems that my brother's idiot has not healed.

"So, what the hell is this place?

They left me alone all the time and I couldn't stand it.

Asked as Sally had boiled the business.

I answered that question with a loud smile.

"I told you. Even our production plant."

"In other words?"

"Private property for the production of cocktail ingredients."

We demanded land as a prize for the Special Best Award.

Since it was going to be difficult in terms of rights, in front of the building, the land is supposed to be 'rented for research purposes' from 'lords'.

And here we do two main things.

One, as a workshop in Iberis, is to make the machines needed for bars or to produce cocktail materials (such as carbonated beverages and juices).

And the other is for home-grown ingredients, field work.

I was secretly trying to figure out if I could grow 'Demon Grass' in this world.

That's why I took one ripe piece of "Coantro" fruit.

Originally, the fact that the Demon Grass House is in circulation enough to be operated could have established such know-how.

So I actually wanted to take the field and do that experiment.

The land for the field was unexpectedly readily available.

But I have no knowledge of farming.

That's when the white feather arrows stood were Bergamo and Corsica's brothers and sisters.

Apparently these two were originally born into tribes close to nature.

Although there were many things that made it to the land, he said that he had considerable experience in growing plants.

So I asked the two of you. I was wondering if you could manage the field for the store.

The idea is that Corsica, who recovered from the symptoms and had only a little leisure time, took the request.

Finally, growing vegetables can also lead to 'Easys' dishes, so Mr. Oyaji is also quite favorable around here.

Now I've just started home-growing plants like herbs and summer vegetables. Is it something like growing hair in a home garden on a scale?

They're going to be getting hot, so I'm looking forward to seeing how far the summer vegetable seedlings grow.

Either way, it's just the beginning. If large-scale production is made possible in time, it may not be impossible to spread 'cocktails' throughout the country.

As far as carbonated beverages are concerned, a number of chambers of commerce have already spoken out. I still don't have room for that right now, but I'll need to have discussions with those places sometime.

"And well, that's where this place also becomes the lifeline of the bar department. I haven't fully transferred the functionality yet."

""............ ho ""

When asked for a detailed explanation, the two seemed only slightly flabbergasted.

Is it because the small cafeteria had an unexpectedly large ambition?

"Hey, that's good, I needed Iberis."

"Hmm? Me? Oh, that was an earlier request. It's done."

Whimpering as I recall, Iberis quickly noticed and ran to the back.

In the meantime, I speak softly to the two disciples.

"Phil. Sally. I was actually going to be a little ahead of you, but now that I know how hard you two are working, I'm going to start today"

"... what, are you?

In my words, Sally's eyes instantly stained my expectations.

Phil, too, I don't know what to say, but I know he's floating around with Soissois.

I didn't give those two answers, I just smiled contentedly.

Eventually Iberis, with that 'answer', appeared.

"Yes, this is a set of equipment for two people that was asked for in total."

Say, if Iberis opens the bag.

Major cup. Bar spoon. Shakers, etc.

A variety of utensils for making cocktails were available for two.

"We're both going to start practicing cocktails today."

On holiday, he suddenly told me he was due for work.

They both nodded with a happy look.