'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"White Oak" is an old historic potion shop based north of the kingdom of Elb Absinthe.

The stable potion, backed by tradition and track record, also has high consumer confidence.

Its size is naturally in line with the 'Aurantiaca', dubbed the largest in the country, and there are many sales offices and production facilities.

However, as mentioned earlier, its research facility is also based in the north.

The head of "White Oak," Appalachian's name is Store Manager, but he essentially has a strong title for "Director" of the Institute.

Listening to that form, in the potion world, it's just in the name of 'store manager', perhaps the title that said 'chairman' or 'president' is more correct.

Being rocked by a carriage, a few days. Is the time about 4: 00 in the evening?

We finally arrived at the White Oak home after taking a break and staying on the way.

When I get off the carriage, the air is cooler than the city I left. There doesn't seem to be any snow, but in full winter, what do you think?

When you move your arms in a gorilla, it sounds vacillated from your body. Slightly tired to rate as comfortable.

"Hmm. Lazy."

Iberis, who got out of the carriage following me, was just as relaxed as I was.

But she looks a lot less fatigued from her youth or than me. I'm also in my early twenties, so I'm going to be unfavorable with the impossibility, but I'm no match for the girl's well being.

"Phew. You're finally here."

Guinura came down later, but no.

"Thank you for carrying me"

"No, it's fine. 'Cause it's work."

Also thanking the man of the carriage, he waved reluctantly.

It is also a few days of dating him. We had quite a few conversations, and to the extent that we had everyday conversations, we became close.

"It's been a long time since I've seen your family. Take your time."

"Ha. Because there are occasional expeditions like this. I hope you're not too loving."

"If you listen carefully, it seems to be the secret to conveying your love properly."

"No, I don't get that word pompous like Mr. Yugiri. What was that? That's what he said in that tavern, alle."

"... haha"

Probably complimented, so I returned a loving laugh, too.

Discount what happened on the road or in the city liquor store where you stopped to stay.

It's no big deal. At best, your wallet and I have grown a little lighter.

And Iberis' eyes got tougher.

"Total. Come on. Yeah, it's good."

Iberis is turning a blind eye to where we are soothingly bickering.

No way, I didn't think she'd wake up thinking it was night and she'd gone to sleep. Guinura didn't wake up.

Or I wasn't willing to dictate to them at all, just that I was choosing words to soothe the atmosphere on the spot...

And I can't have memorabilia here forever.

"Well, it's time for us."

"Yes, it may not be me on the way home, but if you don't mind."

And when he said so, he left us for the heart of the city.

We bid farewell to the carriage and take to the entrance to the mansion-like facility where it was brought in.

Does it look a bit like a hospital tick? It seems to be a "White Oak" research facility, so the image may be close to a university research building or something.

"What are you bringing? Let's go, Yugiri."

"Heck."

Ginula rushes me with one hand of luggage. I raised my hand and informed him of my acceptance.

I will also omit my troubles with Guinura, who was on the road. Well, at best, to the extent that Iberis and this guy got along a little badly.

Mine wasn't good at first, and it hasn't changed. That's what I'll do.

"Welcome. Evening Mist, and Iberis. I would be tired from the long journey. Welcome."

It's been a while, Mr. Appalachian.

"Nice to meet you."

We responded quietly to the hospitality of a dark-haired man with a mixture of white objects that looked like fifty or so.

Me, Iberis and I followed with a handshake, and he narrows his slightly sleepless eyes.

He's the White Oak manager, the Appalachian.

When I told the receptionist about the incident, we were immediately led to Appalachian's private room.

The hallways in the mansion are dim, and in my company, the image of hospitals and research buildings becomes stronger.

His private room looked like a potion shop with tons of bottles on the shelf and awards, medals and more on the walls. In addition, there are many other small items that represent a variety of glorious histories, so I admire this as a historic potion shop.

Well, I saw a similar room in Aurantiaca.

"And Guinura, it's been a long time."

"Yes, we would like to thank you for inviting us today"

As surprising as it may be, it was Guinura who gave this decent response.

As I've noticed recently, he's surprisingly good on the outside. Or, besides my associates, you can say it's polite.

It's just that there's a natural place to look down on people, so it's dignified for people who think they're more current than they are. An unusually high pride would also compensate for that.

In other words, a decent response can actually be given to some great people as well. Always do it.

"Ha. There is no need for a hard greeting. Heliconia asks for you."

"Really?"

Guinura was also a little bit good at what Appalachian said.

I guess so. Because in his head, he is still supposed to be here to exchange views with White Oak, as the representative of Aurantiaca.

But his happy hour also comes to an end at last.

"He asks me to forget my identity and use it as a chore." Don't ever shy away from crying, "he said." You seem to have only hope. "

"............... Yes?

"Hehe. I go on single-samurai training until I achieve results. I don't hate those young tempers, either."

"................................. thank you?

Oh, this guy. Haven't you noticed?

Neighbor Iberis had already looked at Guinura with a pity eye through a shudder.

Well, I've been asked to, too, and I'll just keep my eyes on it appropriately, but there's nothing I can do if they crush me first.

When I finished my first greeting to Guinura, the Appalachians compared our faces to the clock.

"There will be stories to accumulate, but first you will be tired. It's time for guidance."

At the time Appalachian put it into words, the door was knocked.

"Get in."

"Excuse me."

Coming in with permission was a young man who looked no different than me.

The impression of appearance is serious. Fixed short brown hair with a slightly stiff look. He looked like a researcher, not a person in the customer service business.

"Let me introduce you. I'll take care of you, especially Evening Fog and Guinura, Albao."

"It's Albao Graysnor. Best regards,"

Albao and the introduced youth bow their heads and we imitate it.

After arranging thoughtful greetings for all three, Albao says with a less loving face.

"Let me show you the three to your room first."

Albao leaves the room to lead us.

We followed Albao after we said a light goodbye to the Appalachians.

"It's your room, but basically our sleeping room was in a dorm... can we walk outside for a little while?

"Yeah, I'm fine. Mr. Graysnor."

"You can do it in Albao. I'm used to being called there on my own lower end, so I don't mind calling it off."

"So, here's the total. This one's on the lower end, so it's okay to call it off."

When I finish my light greeting again, Iberis says hello brightly on it, too.

"So I'm Iberis! Nice to meet you, Albao!

So I said, what about Guinura?

".................. ah"

You get a little lost at times like this. I get lost and missed the opportunity, and about the time the conversation moves on, I rush to say something dignified.

That's one example of failure when he communicates with the first person he meets.

You can leave me alone, but I have a favor to ask of Mr. Heliconia, and I can't help it.

I gently slapped Guinura on the shoulder, replacing his words.

"So, this is Guinura. It seems to be a chore, so use it."

"Hey Yugiri! What the fuck is that chore?!?

You don't understand there yet, even though people introduced you with kindness because of it?

But I naturally want to talk to Albao, so I can hang out with him.

"Mr. Guinura too...... no, would you dare call me Guinura. Ginulla's in trouble, too. Good luck. Our chief of staff... it's a rough messenger."

"............... why are you naturally calling me away?

"Oh, should I also stop saluting?

"Sure."

"Yugiri!? You!?

I'm not making sense of it. Put down Guinura, and I'll talk you through instead of Guinura for now.

I'd end up in my room sooner if I appropriately proceeded to talk to you than I would push you here and kill your time. And it would be better to take the fatigue, everyone would be happy.

So I don't have time to stop here.

No, really. Now I'm finally free of these guys, and I don't think I can slow them down.

Uh, I was wondering if we could get to the private room soon.

"No, what's it like to be in between or something?

…………

When I asked Albao as my insignificant tale tone, he pressed silently with a slightly giddy face.

Why? Would you have shaken such a hard topic to say?

"Well, it's hard to say."

On the road to the dorm, Albao says so hard to say.

Or? I'm only anxious about that utterance.

"What's wrong with you?

"Actually, the room we had for one person became unusable in an unfortunate accident the other day."

"... Yes"

"Mr. Iberis' room was ready, but when it came to the general and Guinura's room,"

…………

Somehow, I think I could read how it connects.

I think I could read it, but I want it off.

No, let's take it off.

It's a little expensive to live in an inn.

I'm sorry to have you so burdened.

"It's going to be a room for two, okay..."

"Not nice!!

"That's not nice!?

Me and Guinura screamed as we stepped on the ground on the road leading us to the dorm.

For the first time, it may not be an exaggeration to say that the moment I felt like it.

"… total. You can come visit me in my room if you want."

Iberis' sympathetic voice is so sweet and disgusting.