'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"... Phew"

Standing in the counter, I dropped off Viola and the knights, the backs of my brothers and sisters leaving to be protected by them like that.

There's some for caution today, and they'll pick up the inn at the Knights and provide protection.

Well, I guess there's no way we're going to be in the basement of a general family, as we've always been, more than we've known about the two identities.

The two remained the color of anxiety until the end.

But I couldn't seem to reassure them any more.

"Well, I guess I'll move too"

I talked to myself and then I stretched my back big once.

Is the time before 2: 00 a.m.?

It was often in the futon that time since I came to this world. But if it's the shotbar where I originally worked, it's still open.

You can't fall asleep here for tomorrow.

The discussion is over.

Rather than that, there is no room left for further discussion of the last conclusion I made.

Bartenders can make cocktails for the first time since they know who they're dealing with.

I think it's only a little too nagging to just relate once, just listen to the story, and have a cocktail for someone in that condition.

So all I can do right now is get ready for it.

"Are you sure you're okay with me hanging up like that?

Sui, who sat at the counter, spoke to me worried.

"'If you're a bartender, let me convince you with one cocktail, not one word,' you're too stupid for a cocktail."

"I mean, you talk about going to people who don't know cocktails in the first place."

Plus, sitting next to me is my red-haired sister and her beautiful sister's father.

When I told him I wanted to get ready for tomorrow, he told me I'd stay there to help.

Nevertheless, in that scattered way, I get anxious as to whether it really stayed to help.

"... or something, and everyone, didn't you believe me?

"If we talk more than that, there doesn't seem to be a peaceful solution."

"Well, then it's hard to get on with the total paranoia."

"I didn't believe you. I'm just going to let it happen."

Sui speaking pale. Smiling and slightly spicy Rye. And Mr. Oyaji as he turned that way.

Damn, how could this Vermut family be so torn apart?

You know, you really want to help your vampire brothers and sisters.

Look, I told you to help me, so why don't you just hang out with me?

"So, do you want to get ready?"

As I said, I took out one piece of fruit.

He gives a strange look at the trick, and Sui asks.

"Speaking of which, what do you do to prepare in the first place? I'm not proud of it, but I don't think there's a store with more liqueur potions than this one."

"Oh. I mean, a store with something like that, I guess it's about here"

The name liqueur potion itself was given to me.

The herbaceous Demon Grass potion that exists in this world. Fruit-based fruit potion produced from Swiss theory. Collectively, they are liqueur potions.

In addition, juices and carbonated beverages that colour cocktails.

This store is even confident that it is clearly doing the state of the art of beverages in this country.

But I only had one more thing I wanted to produce.

This is a wild guess, but I'm wondering if there's a cocktail to ask for because it's Rasquil who saw the situation.

And if that cocktail is going to be the first one.

You can't make a mistake with that cup.

"Anyway, let's start with this' lime juice 'where we manage to shape it"

As I said, I grabbed the green fruit of the lime that I had just removed.

"... hey, break"

"... Me too."

After a few glasses of 'cocktails', the beautiful sisters of Sui and Rai said yes.

Usually a faceless sui makes her cheeks red, and Rye, by contrast, has her eyes slightly blinded.

"Look, Chaser"

"Hi."

"Thanks."

Take the water you gave me, say a word of thanks, then receive it, and drink it all at once.

But the magic audience circulating in her body didn't seem to fit right away.

"A little, you're gonna hit the wind at night."

"Hey, you're in danger."

I still speak to Flirty and Sui, who is going somewhere.

But a little drunk, Sui returned an innocent grin to my word.

"Thanks for worrying. But it's okay."

"... ooh, ooh"

Seeing that unusual soft grin brings a lot of thoughts to the boulder.

To describe it straight as cute, it's a little complicated. By analogy, a hot heart lurking in sweetness, like lamb, or that the gap adds to it?

I even felt like a piece of art on her face.

"Don't you worry about me?"

With that feeling, Rye, with his face from the side of Sui, was staring at me.

I answer with a smile, denying it with my hand.

"That's not true. I'm more worried about Rye. She's a weak girl."

"Says the weak girl."

"... she's a strong girl, but if she gets drunk, she'll have a gap..."

"I didn't know you were strong against girls."

Then what can I say?

Why don't you? Don't be harsh on a drunk woman.

More importantly, Rye doesn't look grumpy. You can calm down here and say whatever you want.

"I feel like my precious sister about Rye. It's natural for you to worry."

I said with a slightly more serious look.

At the next moment, Sui and Rai both came up with some startling look and shyly missed their gaze.

... Was I right?

"Shut up and listen! Who's your sister-in-law?

Shortly afterwards, Mr. Oyaji, who was silent next door, exploded.

Did Mr. Oyaji see me trying to get into the family or what?

It was a failure. This was a failure!

"Chi, no! No, I'm not, but she just says she's cute like her sister! I didn't mean it in a weird way."

"Ah!? My daughter. Oh, you're not attracted to being a woman!?

"I didn't say it! I didn't say that! They're both very attractive."

"Holy shit! I knew I was after you, basket!

Uh. That doesn't make sense. This.

I had no choice but to spoil and accept the fury of Mr. Drunken Oyaji.

This is my failure to let you drink unplanned when I hear you say you can help me.

When I glanced sideways, I could only see the hindsight of my sisters, who were about to shudder and disperse from the spot.

"So. Why are you prototyping so many 'cocktails'?

After saying what I wanted to say, I hear you're refreshed. Oyaji asks.

In the flush, many of the glasses I made for tomorrow were empty.

But what I'm making now isn't technically a 'cocktail'.

It is the 'juice' to go with the cocktail.

"... to stop Phil and Sally, of course. I can't believe I took care of you for a month, but I said goodbye here."

"That's not really all, is it?

To Mr. Oyaji's words, I was washing the glass and my hands stopped for a moment.

Somehow, but I can't hide anything in front of Mr. Oyaji, I feel that way.

"Phil and Sally said oh, are you sure?

"... you're talking about your mother. I don't care what happened to the two of you, I didn't like it, so I picked you up."

"Yes."

They did say that about their mother.

He said he was self-absorbed, selfish, and irresponsible.

Sure, they almost killed me, too, and I can't trust you to let go.

Nevertheless, that's really all, how far are you going to come to bring your own children back forcefully?

"It's kind of weird that the reason she pulled it off today is tourism, after all. If you want to stay with me, you can do it after you've secured two sightseeing tours."

"I guess. That's the one with all the worries behind him."

brothers and sisters said. I thought you might have wanted to do some sightseeing.

But would a selfish all-you-can-do human put a day's respite for such a reason?

Will you give us time to explain the situation and understand the two of us?

"The truth is, didn't that guy give Phil and Sally 'time to say goodbye'?

As far as I'm concerned, it's better that way.

If you're so selfish, you don't have to worry about us. You won't let us through until you let your men die.

I pulled it off because my minutes got worse because of the increase in human strength.

Still good, but if you consider your original identity, you can also assume that you pulled me off deliberately and heavily in order not to make the case bigger.

"But if you can make that decision, you can use the diplomatic route from the beginning to negotiate peacefully."

"... I mean, here's what you're trying to say"

Mr. Oyaji changed the word of Moya Moya, who couldn't be the word in me.

"I was so worried about the two of you that I couldn't even make that decision,"

"... maybe that's how it is"

As I said, I cleaned up the wash and stood in front of the workbench again.

Of course, it's possible the two of you are absolutely right.

I took such a means because I wanted to.

On the brink, the Knights rushed and pulled because they bothered to become a problem.

It can also be fully possible that everything is the result of selfish behavior.

"I don't know them very well."

"Oh. One word or two and you won't have a hard time."

"But that's why I don't think you should decide that they're evil."

I lick the new lime juice gently.

The sweetness mixed in the acidity glided comfortably through my tongue.

"Tomorrow, instead of making a cocktail for Phil and Sally, I'm going to have to make a cocktail for the people in front of me."

For that, I'm desperate now to make lime juice.

Mixing syrup on the spot is certainly one way.

But if you're serious about tailoring that cocktail to someone, you should have it within your reach.

'Cordial lime juice' to match this [gimlet].

I'm not agreeing with you.

Mr. Oyaji says as he deliberately tilts the empty glass and makes his face invisible.

"At least I don't think parents are worried about their kids."

After I said it, Mr. Oyaji put the glass on the counter as if nothing had happened.

I laugh a little bit.

Nothing, if you were telling me, I wouldn't be in front of the kids and I wouldn't dress up.

"That's right. So I'm going to serve [Gimlet] to that 'mother' tomorrow."

"Hmm? What do you mean?

I feel relieved of a little obsession that was caught in my heart, and I laugh.

I don't know if I can talk about it in a novel like that. Well, there is no such novel in this world.

Still, I just dressed up a little bit and I told Mr. Oyaji.

"Those two, Phil and Sally, are from 'Too Early for [Gimlet]'. Let your mother serve [Gimlet]."

As you can see, Mr. Oyaji leaned his neck towards my words with a pompous expression.

It's a famous dialogue among liquor lovers.

Dialogue of a novel called "A Long Farewell" by Raymond Chandler.

In that novel, [Gimlet] seems to be a cocktail used in some sort of 'goodbye' metaphor.

So, I think.

They're finally getting used to this shop.

To say goodbye, it's too soon.