'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"What does that mean"

"Explain, please?

All of a sudden Phil and Sally turned their skeptical eyes to the words I put out.

I don't answer right away, I put the bottle of 'Peach Liqueur' I had in my hand on the counter.

There is no liqueur maker in this world. As a result, the bottles you keep in the liqueur are now in much the same shape.

I identify with a simple label, but there is no history or tradition that has accumulated there.

"A bartender is all about learning so much about one liquor and one ingredient. A drop of alcohol is a drop of life. There was history, tradition and human fever in every liquor."

How many manufacturers on earth and how much alcohol exists.

How dare you say it can't be counted? I don't think so.

There are countless liquor manufacturers in the world. And alcohol that you have actually consumed is much less than its total amount.

"The history of alcohol I can teach you, the history of cocktails, has nothing to do with this world. So I'm sure it's hard to be interested or understand."

"Oh, no!

"No, don't push it. They say it's the American Prohibition Period, or the world's five biggest whiskeys, they don't come by any pins, do they?

"... it's... yes"

Careful with me, Phil, or you tried to say it back, but I nodded honestly if you could ask.

Naturally. There is no America in this world, and there is no history of bartenders and cocktails spreading to the world during the sobriety era.

Referring to the 'Campari' of herbaceous liqueurs, do you think the source of the phrase is Camparino, which means' of the field 'in Italian?

You think there are conditions for referring to 'cassis liqueur' with intense sweetness and attaching it as' crèmed 'as a crown?

Not to mention the story of Islamort in 'Scotch (Scottish Whisky)', which does not exist in this world, which would mean nothing.

"It's a potion in the first place. It's not like booze. But I treat it the same here. I'm sure it's hard to be aware of that."

I said it with feelings for everyone involved in this store as well as my brothers and sisters.

That's all, the culture of potion as a hobby is thin in this world.

"The potion is the potion in question. Not liquor '

That's what makes me laugh.

Being denied without a drink has diminished, but there is more.

That must be an issue that will stick with us all the way ahead.

"Is this what the general wants to say?

"Hmm?"

"It's hard for us to understand cocktails. So you should give up being a bartender,"

Phil said, with a slightly sinking face.

Not to put it into words, but Sally still has the same look. I regret it, but I'm a little happy.

And here's what I saw in my words.

"So, don't worry about the store, go back to the country honestly,"

Phil, half laughing, half crying.

He had such a clever look on his face.

But unlike Phil, who's grown up, Sally stuck her fangs out and hung them on me.

"What! You said you'd do something about it, and you gave up after all!? What a goodbye to that! Are you trying to comfort us?

If you lose your mind, you're going to get zero, put tears in your eyes.

If you lose any power at all, in a voice that's going to plunder, Sally said.

He doesn't even hear Phil stop, and Sally stuffs up on me even more.

"To the habit of saying we're talented or something! I didn't want to hear it! I just didn't want to hear that from the general!!

Saying, Sally glared at me.

I thought it was terrible, sad, eyes with lonely colors.

I just wanted to say a few words to her.

"Sally."

"What! If you have something to say..."

"Listen to people all the way to the end. Here!

"There he is."

I slapped a light kick into Sally's thigh, which was a little excited.

Sally squeezes her feet and stares at me in a slightly crouched fashion.

"Hey, what is it? If I can't say it back, is that violence? You were a pathetic man."

"Listen to people until the end because it's good. Ten thousand points down, you idiot."

Hearing my bitter laughter and jokes, Sally finally seemed to understand that I hadn't run out of 'words' yet.

She blushes with a little shame and backs off with a snack and waits for words.

I, uh, prefaced it just a little bit before I went on.

"Until just now, we were talking about misfortune. We're talking about luck from here."

I made my voice a little less conscious.

Leaving the serious colors behind, so that it sounds a little fun.

"The two of them can start with a blank state, a little far from the history they've been engraving on the liquor. This can't be the world I was in."

Speaking of 'Campari', I mean the potion you can take from Campari grass.

When I say 'crèmed cassis', I mean sweet cassis potion.

Even when they say 'Scotch', there's nothing like that.

Nothing really. An unthinkable state in my world.

"I mean, from now on, you can make yourself an anecdote for that liquor and cocktail, right? That kind of anecdote might be born today that will last until the next generation."

What am I trying to say?

To a sudden remark, neither Phil nor Sally seemed to understand.

I pointed my finger at the poor apprentice girl, Peach Liqueur.

"Sally, for example. Remember what kind of bottle this is?

"... Yep. I won't forget. You must have used my first [screwdriver] liqueur when the general reborn, right?

"That's right. That's one anecdote, isn't it?" Peach shapes are often used to wipe apprentices' asses because they remind them of their asses. "

"Become!? It's an absolute no!

When I said I was funny, Sally turned bright red on her face and held her ass down.

I'll stop teasing a little and say something else.

Just when I came out of the kitchen, I just saw a young beast man in my eyes.

"Here's an anecdote about [Mojito], for example." A healing cocktail that revamped my sinful brother for his sister in just one cup "

"Hey, hey. Well, I'm really sorry about that, so stop tearing it up."

You overheard my words, Bergamo tells me you're just a little cheerful.

Making the beast ears burst a little made me feel a genuine apology.

"Bad, bad. But just bear with me for a second."

"Briefly, please."

Slightly less energetic, Bergamo pulls back into the kitchen.

Then the red-haired girl carrying that dish will be visible to her eyes next.

"And if [Hot Buttered Lamb Cow] then so be it." A cocktail that brought back the kindness of my mother to the heart of a girl who was stubborn. "Now what do you say?"

"Meaningful! That's a little too leggy!

Rye seemed to be listening to us as well, with a sharp scratch coming in from afar.

I don't have to think it was a little too much for a boulder, but I don't know what an anecdote is.

"Then it's you! [Gin Fizz] is a cocktail that made a bridge between the robot and man!

"So [Jin Tonic] is a cocktail born of collaborative robotic and human work!

On the other side of the counter, Gongora and Iberis raised their voices.

Apparently, our conversation attracted more attention inside the store than I thought.

On second thought, the bartender's unconsciousness might have caused his voice to be a little loud or his attention to his surroundings to be too scattered.

"Then [Blue Moon] is a 'Miraculous Cocktail'"

That's what I said, Suey, who was closing in on us at some point.

She closes her eyes slightly and exhales as she recalls the past.

"Until then, I led a lonely potion shop where idle birds rang to the top of the potion review. Such a miracle cocktail."

"That's odd to say. Originally [Blue Moon] meant 'rarely happens'."

"Yeah. Really, it was impossible. But the total 'cocktail' could do that"

Brothers and sisters, just a little round their eyes. I've taught you a little about our past, but I didn't remember going into detail until we talked about the cocktails surrounding them.

Sui's way of reassuring me, only blurry, seems to convey my feeling.

At the same time, I somehow wonder why Sui came all the way here.

I think it's time to go back because there are signs that the order will come in.

"That's [Bloody Caesar]. What kind of cocktail is this?

I asked Phil and Sally to be funny.

Hasn't it been helpless? No, it's not.

Even though it's only been a month, I've been a bartender. If you don't answer me this much, I'm in trouble.

The two answered, still unconnected to what I was talking about, still looking just a little funny.

"... like a cocktail that saved a dying vampire?

"... more interesting than that is the cocktail that made me, the lady, say it was delicious."

"Sally's is only subjective, so dismiss it."

When I hung up on her, Phil and Sally finally gave her a nervous relief grin.

Yes, that's fine. I'm in trouble if you don't stay that way.

"So, that's how the two people who were helped are now doing the bartender. I have a feeling this is gonna be an awesome anecdote, okay?

"... Yes, that's right"

"... if I could do that, I'd feel a lot more interesting."

Hehe, Phil and Sally with a slight grin.

I said, "Uhm," I just nodded a little great, then let him say it.

"That's why I want to know how you two feel. You've already given up? Sometimes you think I want to do something, and there's nothing I can do?

"... no, that's not true"

"... but my mother"

"So you think I don't want to do bartenders anymore?

"" That's not true!

They talked and looked much more surprised at each other.

It seemed strange to each other that we had spoken out loud.

"Bye, a little bit about me...... will you try to believe me about the 'cocktail'? I don't want you guys to look like you gave up. They're going to look at me like that and they're not going to be able to help me."

When I smiled tenderly, the two of you finally seemed to understand what I was trying to say.

I don't want to help two people like I gave up.

I want to help people who try to look forward at all times.

"It would be annoying if they looked like that all day today. I know you're anxious. That's because you're an unreliable master. Still, I'm confident in 'cocktails' alone, huh?

I say, chest up.

There is no basis.

Still, I'm proud.

Even if he's a runaway master, he's going to be responsible enough to carry his apprentice's problem.

"Excuse me. But yeah"

The first person to respond to my words was Phil.

Saying, he looked straight at me like he'd just changed his mind a little bit.

"I, too, still want to learn about humans and bartenders here. So, Mr. General. Do something, will you?

"Ooh."

When I nodded, Phil gave me a softer look, like a load on his shoulder.

Next, Sally, as always, says words that are just a little less honest.

"I'm not as simple as Phil when he tells me to believe in words alone."

"... right"

"But"

That way, after purposefully adding an extra word, Sally also had another blown out smile.

"If the 'cocktail' delicious made by the general, I can believe it. Let me tell you about your mother."

If I let you drink a delicious' cocktail ', would you say ghoul?

I thought about it, but I'm sure it is in her mood.

"Leave it to me."

I snort loudly as I respond to the two words.

After that, I just got a little lighted up and joked and said.

"Maybe this triggers a custom that says, 'The first cocktail you give your apprentice to drink should be [Bloody Caesar]."

"On the other hand, it might be customary to say, 'Drink [Bloody Caesar] and it won't last long'"

"Sally! I won't water you!

Sally added with a hiccup and prank lover's face, and Phil appealed.

I'm not sure if I want to subtract Sally, but, well, I flush.

Phil and Sally have an honest, good look now.

Still black under my eyes, but enough, it seemed like a good look to stand in the store.

"Then the bottle wipe is changed after closing. Until then, at work as usual."

Copy that, sir.

Copy that.

I said, I laughed inside, hehe.

After closing, he thought they were still in this place.

Karan.

Before I stood on the workbench, I just wanted to speak to Gongola and Iberis once.

Bell at the door announced a new visitor.

"Welcome..."

I turn to the door reflexively and make that voice.

After the call, it caught my eye who the person was.

"Ugh. A little faster than I promised, but here I am."

A silver glow, wrapped around a luscious atmosphere.

If I remember correctly, Rasquil Kirishwasser showed up at a time when the sun had not yet set.