'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

Ibuki calls herself a sick girl.

Except for the fact that I feel a little sick these days, I'm a healthy person.

But when she was younger, she said she wasn't either.

"I am a beautiful child who lives on the ground. When I was a kid, they said I was sick and I couldn't live till I was an adult."

"The lady's tone like the one I took and put on it is deliberate."

"deliberately"

She spent the majority of her childhood on the bed.

Above her, a large number of excellent brothers and sisters said they never cared about her or her.

I'm sure that's what she said just a long time ago, who she really wanted to love.

"But only my uncle cared about me like that. But if you're this uncle, you hate him. What do you think you brought me to pay my respects to the kid?

"... come on?

"It's booze, booze. Girls who can't live until they're adults are given booze that they can't drink unless they're adults."

Ibuki's grandfather apparently brought a variety of liquors with her every visit.

It was a much older whiskey than she was.

It was a wine born the same year as her.

And it was a wide variety of liqueurs, created around the world.

Ibuki's grandfather said he made the description of the liquor he brings look very pleasant to her.

She was happy, even though she hated her grandfather like that.

"Because I said it at the end of the day. 'When we grow up, let's drink together'. I don't know if he's kind or mean anymore."

"... why?

"'Cause before I was an adult, he died."

It was thanks to my grandfather that Ibuki regained the energy to live.

Yet his grandfather said he fell ill shortly after Ibuki's capacity stabilized and no longer interfered with his daily life.

"I don't know what I am from then on, I guess I hang around. When my uncle was alive, it was the liquor store that took the total once. He said he'd buy me whatever booze I wanted to celebrate my college entrance."

"... then..."

"Oh. About that time, I broke the law, but I had to drink. 'Cause I don't think that's the last time."

With a crying look, Ibuki said.

Even as I tried to fool around, I found out as much as I didn't do that well.

"Oops. You're out of line. If I tell you why I'm here in Information Engineering, I'll have to tell you what's going on at home before I do."

Ibuki shakes his head with the boom, then explains the situation openly.

"The Torisu family is another little famous house. If my container recovered, I think you had trouble handling it. It's not good to treat your family like you're not here anymore."

"... those are troublesome people again"

"Isn't it? So, I talked to my uncle and he said, 'Well, why don't you make it a path that has nothing to do with the Torisu family?'"

"... Oh, no way, with that?

"Yes, the area farthest from the Torisu family happened to be the Department of Information Engineering."

The reason for the selection does not have more emotions than frightening.

Ibuki, who read my expression so sensitively, rushes to correct it.

"Of course that's not all!? I used to play games in my spare time when I was sick and weak, so I liked games."

"But it's rebellion, isn't it?

"That's, well. I made this choice, so I haven't really gotten along with my parents yet. Pretty much left out, huh?

Ibuki's cheeks look bad.

But I got a little blown out of her like that.

Seeing that he was suddenly laughed at, Ibuki was blatantly annoyed.

"I wonder what you're laughing at"

"I don't know. Starting with a serious problem, Othi deserves it."

"I'm still serious."

I can only laugh a little bit at Ibuki again.

Seeing me laugh naturally that way, I was laughing bitterly as Ibuki had also given up along the way.

"But somehow, wouldn't that have been a good job involving alcohol?

"Hmm?"

"'Cause this one doesn't seem so connected to the Torisu family either."

I can't say much because I still don't know her family well, but I ask lightly.

Ibuki answered there, with a distant look to miss the old days.

"Mmm. No, it's fine. When it comes to alcohol, I want to be on the receiving side, not on the making side."

"The receiving side?

"That. The beginning of my liquor was to 'receive' it from my uncle. And 'give' what you receive is already the sum... I've made it you. So I don't feel like I have enough to give someone to drink anymore,"

That sentiment was something I didn't quite understand.

The more seriously she thinks about it, the more she cares about her grandfather and the booze, the more vague the air can only be passed on.

I don't even know if I should let that air flow.

So I shook her hand, doing what I could now.

"... ah"

"I get it. I'll take over for what I got from you. I don't think I can replace my uncle, but I'll do my best."

"In other words?"

"I'll drink with you until you're satisfied."

If you told me what I could do, it would just be something like that, drinking with you.

With that in mind, I hold her hand.

He looked surprised for only a moment, Ibuki, but he says, loosening his cheeks properly.

"... heh. Bold."

…………

"I mean, instead of your uncle... you're gonna be my family?

"Oh, hey, no!?

"Hehe hehe. It's just..."

Ibuki turns a merciful eye on me when I let go of my hand.

I look away, feeling my cheeks get hot.

Maybe right now, we both feel so red, but that must be because of the sunset.

"But thanks. I'm just so glad you're feeling it."

"... you're welcome"

After that word, Ibuki goes forward again with his bouncing footsteps.

"Go. Looks like the bus is coming soon. I won't be able to go home."

"Okay."

Alongside Ibuki, who was waiting for me to catch up, we went down the stairs.

When I got back to the nearest station, it was already dark outside.

We talked absurdly on the train back home, but when we get close to the boulder station, we lose count.

When I looked next door, Ibuki was resting quietly, so I had to be careful not to wake her up.

"Mmm, that was fun."

"Oh. It's good to be here."

"Isn't it?

Even after I woke him up once for a transfer, Ibuki was delighted, but when I got to the nearest station, he was stretching out to feel good.

I felt my gaze gathered around me again, but she looked fine and attached perfectly to me.

"Well, it's too late for the night, isn't it? Mr. Knight."

"You said you could drive me home. It's annoying."

"What a hassle you are. That's why I'm not hot."

"Shut up."

Meanwhile, Ibuki and I are both walking out.

It won't take long enough to walk from the station to her house.

"Hey, total"

"Hmm?"

"Totally, you said you came here because you like games."

"... maybe"

On the way home, Ibuki asks, like a public tale.

I answered, blurring memories like that.

"I kind of noticed, didn't I? I don't know why the total writes hard code like shit."

"I don't have a problem with the motion."

"Non non. I mean, the whole thing, I'm not willing to tell you. I do it because I like it, but the part is missing for someone. So you can only write code of self-satisfaction."

When and where the hell did you notice such a problem?

I am silent with my eyebrows in my abrupt Ibuki story.

Did you see how that made fun of me, Ibuki stuck his fingers in my face as he came out in front of me with pleasure?

"So, General, in the future, you have to make sure you don't write a code of self-satisfaction."

"How?

"It's easy. You can write the code for me."

"... Yes?

I'll wait for more of her words, as I ask for an explanation.

As one convinced, Ibuki unfolded his argument with a nod of yeah.

"So, for me. If the total wants to make games in the future, what for? I think if we make that goal clear, we can improve our daily code."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

You're gonna tell me it's like that psychology thing, and I'm gonna get better grades, this woman.

And even though she thinks, as one convinced, she thrives.

"The total is so, I don't think hard. Make a game for me."

"... don't say anything unsolicited"

"But. If you think about it, don't you feel like you can see what it means to study everyday?

Daily study.

Every day you just do the assignment you're given.

Every day I can't find the fun.

But there, Ibuki is incorporated.

"First for myself, then for me, and slowly, to tell you something you really want to tell me. I think I'm essential to the total step up."

"... over-conscious"

"Oh my God. Hey."

When I answered blush, Ibuki closed her eyes like she was upside down again.

And then we both loosened our mouths.

"I get it. Sure, I think I've been having a little less fun studying lately."

"I guess so."

"But when I thought it was for Ibuki, I felt like I could have some fun"

"You will, you will. That's unusual and honest."

It's not how reason works.

Still, I felt that the answer had fallen to my chest.

Hands toward the outside first, one step out of self-satisfaction.

I was wondering if she could be the one to stretch it out.

"It's time to get home"

"Oh, yeah, or one more thing"

Even if we walk out again, Ibuki's apartment is just around the corner.

As it is, I thought it was something to say goodbye and say goodbye, but Ibuki stops.

I speak quietly as I ask what my sudden intention is to do.

"What's up?

"Earlier, I told you I'm not hot because that's the whole story, but I'll correct some of it"

Just now? Oh, is that the buying word in the selling word?

But it was also unusual to correct such usual interactions.

Yes, where I was thinking, Ibuki said it seemed like nothing.

"The total is like that, but still, I like that total thing,"

"... Huh?

To that sudden word, my thoughts were short.

I didn't quite understand what I was told.

However, there is just a neat look in front of Ibuki who says what he wants to say.

"Uh, I told him. I'm sick and tired of waiting for the whole thing."

"Hey, but you"

"What? I'm not saying you didn't notice."

I can't say anything back to that word that Ibuki stares at half-eyed.

Not at all, I thought you were right.

"But why, you know, suddenly"

"Suddenly no!? How long the hell do you think I've waited? Since that Christmas day...... yeah, I've been waiting long before that. That's what I was deciding. If I don't have anything until today, I'll tell you myself."

While saying, Ibuki fishes his own bag with a mess. And from inside, I took out one cute wrapper.

"... What's this?

"What month and day is it, say it, asshole"

"February 14th...... Ah"

"I really didn't know you hadn't noticed."

Again, against Ibuki, who sighs at me, I would be exposed to a dumb surface.

"Ma, I wouldn't say a reply is always a good idea. You can't even say it now, can you? Because it's a sauce."

"Oh, that's not true."

"So you're staying at my house today?

Heh heh, and to Ibuki, who gave me a spare smile, all I could do was puff my mouth.

I've never been up to her house before.

It seemed something, terribly decisive, to do that, and I was avoiding it.

I've never been in a girl's room, and I couldn't do that.

"Look, you can't."

…………

"You don't know which wolf this is."

That's what I said, Ibuki giving up the look.

Am I supposed to pull back here? No, it won't be good.

I'm a man, too.

"Ibuki!"

I make up my mind and grab her shoulder.

I made myself clear to her when she suddenly grabbed me by the shoulder and made me shake my body.

"I'll get back to you in three days, three days"

"……………………"

In the words of my generation, Ibuki dropped his shoulders.

Damn, I know I feel sorry for myself, but all of a sudden, I'm ready for that.

"Shh. I get it. Three days later."

"Oh, yeah. Three days later."

Once it was an abandoned look Ibuki, but you changed your mind, now it turns around and gives you a pleasant look.

"Mmm. Well, after a nice drink at the bar, it feels like it's in the total room."

"... Yes, no, such specifics"

"Feel that?

"Yes."

Apparently, the flow has been decided.

Ibuki raised her voice when she realized that I was being a jerk.

"Speaking of which, total. You haven't had much of a 'cocktail' in the bar before, have you?

"Hmm? No, you're right. Whiskey was fundamental."

When I went to the bar with Ibuki, it was more or less like that.

I don't condone college student purses. The bar is just a little bit of a place for me to try some expensive whiskey that I can't usually handle.

I was obsessed with which whiskey to choose and never really cared about 'cocktails'.

Ibuki, who was always next to me, knows what's going on around here.

"Whiskey is good too, but because of this, I wonder if there's a 'cocktail' in the whole world that I'd like you to try"

With a fun face, Ibuki's voice imagining something.

I ask horribly because it seems like the look on my face when I'm thinking of some kind of vicious prank.

"It's delicious, isn't it?

"Mmm. I think you'd be surprised."

"Is it delicious?

"I don't know"

Anxiety.

I'm even more anxious about Ibuki looking at my face and giggling with a crisp laugh.

But she ends up saying goodbye without telling us who the 'cocktail' is.

"All right, then. Three days later."

"Oh."

I return to Ibuki, waving flirtatiously, a little nervous at this stage.

Ibuki tries to walk away as she is, but stops and looks back at me as she tries.

"I'll take a shower first, don't worry, okay?

"Just go home. Already!

"Copy that! Because I won't accept promises if I forget them"

In response to my yelling, Ibuki disappeared into a luxurious apartment that looked like she was enjoying herself.

I see her go inside, then I set out on my way to my house.

"I don't care how much I forget."

At that time, I couldn't contain the heart bug, which seemed to mix expectations and anxiety, thinking about three days later.

But three days later.

Ibuki did not show up at the rendezvous point.

On that day, Torisu Ibuki died.