'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

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"Hey, total. What do you think is a red cocktail that comes out in this game?

"... come on"

"I guess Campari, Grenadine syrup. Or a cranberry, I guess."

"... I don't know"

"Strawberries don't have zero lines."

…………

"Total?"

When I got silent, Torisu, who had lived up to me playing video games earlier, turned to me.

I say that with a frustrating look on my face.

"Let it go. Can't you be as quiet as a game"

"Because. It's boring to be alone."

"We're not alone. You're the one who got in the way where I was doing my assignment alone. I'm alone."

"Isn't it terrible?

All I could say was a sigh to Birdsu, who laughed at me.

The season is already winter. Six months had passed since the rainy day when Torisu and I had our first conversation.

In the meantime, whether you prefer it or not, I can tell you that my friendship has grown wider.

I had trouble paying attention to Torisu, and I tried not to talk to Torisu on campus.

In the first place, there is also ambiguity about the extent to which they relate where they say they are drinking friends or something.

However, Torisu has been actively talking to me since then, regardless of my circumstances.

I had no choice but to deal with them because I'm going to be able to communicate with the crowd. I knew you wouldn't shut up around us like that.

I inevitably got to know the girl who was around Torisu, and Torisu got somewhat closer to the guy who was around me.

And no matter how much I denied it, there were still some rumors.

Rumor has it me and Torisu are dating.

There was a pretence that Torisu was using the rumor successfully to exclude men.

In this way, you come to my room and you do something sloppy.

On the other hand, I'm really sick and tired of all the guys dropping by to make sure the rumors are true and false.

Really, I only feel disadvantaged in that regard.

"Why are you playing games in my room in the first place? Do it in your own house."

"Uh. 'Cause I'm not here to play games today, I'm here to drink with the total"

When I pointed out something very obvious, Torisu posed for the game and answered, clutching his hand to a slightly larger torch for living alone.

There was a bottle of whiskey at the end of the torch that she brought in today as she rounded her hips.

The brand is' Wild Turkey Rare Breed '.

Wild turkeys are a brand of American whiskey Bourbon, often available if you go to a slightly larger supermarket.

Relatively easy to obtain are the "Standard" at 40 degrees and the "Eight Years" at 50.5 degrees.

I particularly liked 'Eight Years'. Rough drinks and gutsy and coming strength. And I liked the flavor and sweetness of the good barrel.

When I used to talk about that as a bird su and it was exciting.

'Then let's try a different turkey too!

and Torisu said it was this' rare breed '.

Regular whiskey adjusts the degrees by adding water to the raw liquor served out of the barrel, but this' rare breed 'says it has not done any of that hydrogenation.

Therefore, the degree is as high as 56 degrees, and the taste is also profound?

Torisu supposedly pushed him into my house, where he didn't even take any promises, to carry out such promises.

"Your sister got excited because of you, but why are you doing the assignment?"

"Well, unlike you, I'm not finished with my assignment."

"Oh well."

When I answered the hatred, Torisu laughed deliberately.

One of the things I've learned since I started dating Torisu is that this woman is very good.

I've never seen a program that received a bad rating, especially when it comes to testing or assignments.

But unexpectedly, his body seemed weak and he was often absent from class.

It also seemed to me that the reason I was staying in the year was not a question of grades, but that I couldn't really take the test last year and didn't get credit.

And a university lecture doesn't impose a different challenge every year.

In conclusion, Torisu did not have to do most of the challenges at present.

"So. Let's forget about the total challenge, shall we?

…………

Torisu says in a deliberately moisturizing, chest-lifting and asylum-seeking manner.

But it's a shame about this woman that Torikusu's leg in these two is following my leg as badly as it hurries.

But... no, Torisu and I are even getting along as much as I know we're such women.

To the extent that she plays RPG in my house, this woman enjoys the game in my house.

"I get it. 'Cause it's almost over to the good part of Kiri."

"You did it! Then you're playing a game."

"Yes, sir."

When I returned to my assignment, Torisu also returned to the game.

In the game, he seemed to have chosen a white cocktail for the habit of asking me that question.

"It's over."

"I've been waiting! Get rid of the table!

Torisu quickly posed the game and ran to the kitchen when he told him that he had cut the assignment.

When I say kitchen, my living room is 1K, and right next to this room with this one is the kitchen.

Like I was told, with laptops and prints on the table aside, it takes a shout.

"Is the total rock good too?

"Nothing."

"Okay, let's rock."

And I took two rock glasses out of the cupboard, knowing on my own.

After arranging the glasses, remove the ice that had been bought from the freezer and pack it into the glass.

And with two glasses in his hand, he hurries back to the torch.

"Uh-samsa. Total, let's buy a stove or something."

After placing the glass, Torisu blurred as he put his hands and feet in the torch.

"With a torch, you can handle it more or less"

"Uh. Personally, I knew I'd want more heating equipment."

"This is my house."

"And it's also my house"

"Hey."

Ignoring the total ass, and the bird su pointing his lips, I reach for 'Rare Breed'.

Torisu quickly held it back to protect the bottle from me.

"What the fuck?

"Wait, thanks to me first."

"I bought it before this."

"But this time it's me."

Me and Torisu were basically buying liquor around.

We're drinking friends, but I'm just a college student. I don't have the kind of money I can drink and walk in a bar.

Torisu, on the other hand, seems to have a wealthy house. I've sent Torisu home before, but Torisu's house didn't look like an apartment for a very normal college student.

And the difference in economic capacity made the rules for us.

Basically, I drink at home, and I bring the liquor.

In the bar, divide it.

Sometimes Torisu tells me that he will be luxurious, but I made a stern point there.

It just looked good, but there's a little bit more to it than being equal to each other's positions, and I would have liked to have been equal if I could have been there.

Whatever, what she's looking for here is like a farce.

Even if she brought it in, she offered a barter where I was narrow-shouldered about her buying me more booze than I did.

"Come on, go ahead. With more heart than usual."

I said it with a wrinkle between my eyebrows to Torisu's deliberate words.

"'Thank you, Ibuki'"

"Stiff, one more time"

"Let him drink, Ibuki."

"... more natural than just now, hmm"

It's like Torisu wants me to call myself Ibuki.

Rather, he wanted to be called by name, not just by me, but by others.

Once you ask why,

"Why don't you like Torisu?

'Cause that's not your last name? Looks like they're calling about the house, kind of.'

"... is it complicated"

"... it's complicated."

And I had to guess while I had no idea what Torisu's situation was.

Anyway, that doesn't particularly change my response.

I have my circumstances, just as Tosu has his circumstances.

I'm not in the habit of calling a girl I know by the name below.

"For now, that's good, right?

"Damn you. Fine. Go ahead. Whatever you want about me."

When I couldn't wait, Torisu held the bottle even further in a playful condition.

It was slightly fantastic to close my eyes and pinch the bottle with a busty chest.

Even I, the boulder, could have been murky if nothing had happened.

"Give me the bottle because it's good"

"Er. Sister, pinch."

But for me now, it wasn't even at the foot of libido or anything like that.

I don't have enough time to make a joke about Torisu.

"Me, I've met a lot of guys before. I think it's about total taking booze compared to me and booze"

Torisu freed 'Rare Breed' while seeming unhappy.

She said with a slightly faded look as she opened it herself.

"... you're so approachable"

And now Torisu, who looks like he's hung up.

But I can tell from the fact that this is a joke that you keep putting my foot on in the torch.

What's more, I'm pretty sure this is blackmail at a time when I'm only pouring a glass of it.

They demand that you get in the play and entertain me more if you want to drink.

"... you come on. What's so good about me like this? There are so many better men than me."

I sold my soul for booze. Torisu answers with joy.

"'Cause we're not all compatible with each other?

I stopped riding and answered half-eyed to a joke like that shit.

"The only thing that's ever been right with you is your liquor preference."

"I mean, it's perfect down there, right?"

"Tongue tongue. It sounds pathetic when it's just the sound, so stop it."

"You total jerk."

Torisu made fun of me for saying that, while also pouring liquid into the other glass in a satisfied manner.

Dark, deep amber shakes the ice in the rock glass.

As the ice softened, I felt my mind shriveled until earlier.

"Yes, well, here's to you."

"What's the knob?

"I'll be fine later."

While I received the glass from Torisu, I checked the various steps.

And where both sides held the glass, Torisu asks.

"All right, then. Anything good happen recently?

This is like her habit.

Torisu always asks' good things' when toasting.

That's what she used to say, maybe it's about imagination.

This alcohol you made was drunk for this' good thing '.

I guess that's what she needs in order to make that cup taste better.

I closed my eyes and answered quietly.

"... in particular, nothing. Oh, if my friend confessed to a kid he liked and got an OK."

"... heh, hmm"

Torisu did a slightly lost trick there, but shook his head and nodded.

"So celebrate the future of that friend, cheers!

"Cheers."

Torisu and I grabbed each other quietly.

On a quiet night in December, the sound was sucked in and disappeared.