By the time I took a step forward, Cecil was barely there.
But as soon as he manages his expression, he also smiles invincibly with him.
"This is it. Well, you're the 'bartender' on the case."
I bump straight into Cecil's deserving gaze.
"Yeah. You're the biological parent of the 'Inch Ki' where you mentioned it."
"Huh. So what are you trying to say? If you want me to correct it, let me correct it."
"How, is that?
With a spare look on his face, Cecil answers.
"Your act may not be a tick. But I can't admit it's a 'potion'"
Was it pure hostility that was directed at him?
However, I have not been able to serve customers as badly as I have disturbed my thoughts with such bad emotions.
"Heh. How could that be? But once again, they've been evaluated at the reviews."
"It's an easy thing. Given the way the potion should be, I can't call something made of a method like yours a potion. That's all we're talking about."
I exhale quietly. It's not like there's anger in it.
I'm just accepting the obvious now that these people are still around.
Even among the judges at the Quality Board, the opinions were not consolidated. Actually, even let [Blue Moon] drink it.
I could imagine as many of these people out there only knowing the consequences.
"How it should be, is it"
"Yes, I am."
Cecil nods and speaks to my words.
"Potions should not be ineffective. There must be no individual difference. There must be no preference. There must be no exceptions. It's natural. Everything we make has to be the same. That leads to trust."
It's not that I don't agree. Especially if you think about it in a bottle of alcohol on Earth, it's more of a snuggle.
"I bought a certain brand of whiskey and it was delicious. I bought the same thing again and it tasted completely different '
This must not happen.
Of course, it can change slightly depending on the times, but not like that.
At least, if it's the same brand, there has to be unity there.
"But how about your published paper? Effects that are changed by technology. Differences in effects produced by an individual's taste. Above all, the time of 'fifteen minutes' like leaving trust behind. I know if you want to say that's a 'cocktail'. But it's not a 'potion'"
But 'cocktails' are not.
Even with the same name, the flavor changes completely in the person who makes it. Even changes in materials change. It also changes with changes in ratios. I am given a 'one cocktail name' by flipping it.
That's a distinct difference from straight drinking alcohol.
The difference remains intact and can be said to be the difference from Cecil's thought potion.
So I can't admit 'cocktails' as' potions', he wants to say.
"I admit that your research was interesting. But you shouldn't have gone to a review. [M] That's purely a place for 'potion'. It's a mistake to get the recognition of" Special Best Award "and so on, and it's hard to get people on track."
Clearly, I see what he thinks. He doesn't care about the very existence of the 'cocktail'.
But I haven't heard what he wants me to do yet.
"I mean, what are you trying to say?
"I don't know what you want to do here, but I think the country potion shop should stick to that 'cocktail' and disappear secretly"
"'Cocktails' shouldn't have been born," he said?
"In short, it will. I hope you don't pull our legs, studying 'potions' for people everyday for the world. Especially for someone who says" potion "is a hobby and consumes it for no reason."
Until then, I was convinced that there was a clear difference.
But only those last words could I accept.
"For the world, for people? We're pulling our legs?
"Oh, I'm sure the owner of your shop was Sui Vermut."
Cecil replies to me, reminding me of a slight glitch in words.
"I know her name well, too. She is a sinful woman who renounced to use her talents for the good of her country, even though she graduated from" Shart Demon House "as chairman. I wonder what you're doing, I didn't know you were out of depression for something like that in the country. A boulder is sometimes just called 'The Witch of Two Thousand Years'. I think I should change my name to" The Witch of 11,000 Years. "
It turns out that Sui still has a name I don't know.
But I don't care about that.
I exhaled. The next time I spit it out, it's clear anger.
"What do you know about Sui?
"... nothing. I don't know what she thinks."
I honestly threw up Cecil, and I smiled.
The girl who sent me out so worried, with honor in her chest.
I turn my anger into words and throw up.
"How much she thinks of people. How hard she struggles. How troubled she has been. There's no reason why anyone who doesn't know that can deny our owner."
"... Hmm. So what do you want me to do?
"It's been decided. I am a 'bartender'. Do you know what kind of profession that is?
Cecil shook her head as she said "no".
I put only one empty glass of wine on the table quietly with a ton of it.
"Let me put 'potion'... No, I dare you. It's a profession that makes people happier within reach."
"... correct it. 'Potion' is not 'booze'"
"If you deny 'cocktails', you deny what you call 'potions' too." Potion "is nothing special. Anyone can reach it, anyone can enjoy it, that's what it should be. It's a 'cocktail' for that."
Now clearly, a line was drawn between me and Cecil.
This side and that side, split nicely.
That one clearly stares at me, and I smile against it.
While calling myself a bartender, my actions are bartender disqualification.
Where is the bartender who deliberately pisses off the person in front of him?
But still, I have to tell you in the honor of the girl I'm not here.
"I'll teach you 'cocktails'. In the form of a bartender serving a guest a glass."
Cecil kept looking at me like I was burning and rolling.
"... ridiculous. So you want me to say," Oh, shit. "
"No way."
I let my neck snap.
What world is there a bartender in who wants to hear the word 'shit' from customers?
"The word I want to hear from you is' delicious'."
"... ho"
"If I were to ask you, if that's what you thought, admit it without falsehood. And I just want you to apologize for disparaging Sui by not knowing anything"
I mixed up my personal feelings in the second half, but I stared at Cecil without correcting.
Cecil laughs and nods with her nose.
"Even if it's good. But I, of course, was loud about the potion and the booze. I don't want you to be with the kind of person you usually deal with. Of course, people who drink cheap wine like this."
Cecil's voice spread all around me.
The face stared at me and Cecil's exchange as harrowing, but I got a slightly remorseful look at the words.
But there is no objection. It will be true that the wine we have here is cheap, and they will be wondering too.
I was wondering if 'cocktails' really taste good.
"Now let's use this white wine because of it"
I flushed their gaze like that and I answered that.
A twitch occurs around you. There was also a mix of Iberis who was usually used to drinking my 'cocktail'.
I guess so. I've never made a 'cocktail' with wine in the store yet.
And other people's thoughts are aggregated into the words of Cecil that followed.
"Are you insane? Are you sure you haven't had this white wine? This is a cheap wine made from cheap grapes, only cheap. It's just an unsavory wine with a strong acidity."
"Right. I just drank it and I thought so. It's a young wine with a strong acidity and a rough taste."
That's what I just found out for myself.
This wine is clearly unsavory. I don't feel like drinking very much.
"But all alcohol contains the thoughts of those who made it. Don't deny that because it tastes bad. All you can do on the drinking side is take that thought."
I still don't want to admit this level of alcohol.
But I remembered one thing the other day with my memory.
That's what I said earlier. I'm talking about imagination, receiving the human 'thoughts' I made.
There are people who put their soul to 'this extent'. Then I should do my best to pick it up.
I approached the window in the conference room. Earlier, when I said no to Albao and went back to my room, I left only one bottle outside.
To cool the 'ingredients' at all, with the cold air outside.
The bottle, which opened the window and was held in my hand while resisting the cold air outside, was cooling me well.
I put it next to the empty wine glass I put on the table and hurry to get ready for another bottle.
It's a bottle with dark red and purple liquid that was left on the table near the entrance.
"Maybe it wasn't in the paper, another new 'potion' - 'liqueur'."
Since those starting with "Parfetamur" were completed after the quality review, they should not be mentioned in the paper I co-made with Sui.
positioned as' liqueur potion '. "Potion for cocktails" with a variety of flavors, using the misokasu called "Unattributed Potion" as the main ingredient.
I have it now. This is' cassis liqueur '. I just want to name it' Crème de Cassis', but I'll stop naming it because it takes rigorous scrutiny.
It's not just Cecil, it's the eyes all over the room gathering on me. I proclaimed there, feeling reasonably nervous.
"Well, I'll make you one."
All the ingredients and preparations were ready.
It's not a workbench, it's a table, so it works lower and harder than usual, but it doesn't have to be that complicated either.
I only have one bar spoon with me.
First, pour 'cassis liqueur' into the wine glass.
I don't even need to measure my capacity clearly. It's a wine with a strong acidity, so we're just talking about increasing the ratio of cassis liqueurs a little bit.
I poured cassis into a wine glass with a thin bottom to about 30% height in appearance.
Once you've finished that task, there's nothing harder to do.
Pour the white wine until about the eighth of the glass.
A mixture of cassis liqueur and white wine turned into a liquid of colour as if it were a clear red wine.
It will be finished once it is only steered vertically so that the liquid is gently covered with a bar spoon.
I put it out in front of Cecil with confidence.
More hassle-free than usual. But there is no way that the hassle and taste are proportional.
Delicious things are delicious, that's all we're talking about.
"Thank you for waiting. [Keel]."
Just look at Cecil with a look like she was taken aback, and don't tell me her breasts just soothed a little.