'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

The "secret weapon" recently added to the Easys refers, of course, to the "Old Potion".

Its' Old ', but the store offers four main types of things.

Sincerely, the name was borrowed from Earth.

One is' Malt Old ', which uses only malt- and barley malt.

One is' Bourbon Old ', which was experimentally made with corn as the main ingredient.

One is Rye Old, which is extremely popular when using rye mainly and teasing the store's billboard daughter Rye

And the last one is Blended Old, which blends them in its own way.

With regard to the classification around here, solid criteria exist on Earth.

Bourbon, for example, is famous for using 51-79.99% corn from raw materials and having to age for more than two years in charred casks on the inside.

Thinking about it by that kind of global standard makes it very difficult to call it (or that potion is not booze in the first place).

For this reason, it is now easy for me to understand and tentatively let me call it that.

It is still the beginning stage, and in time the criteria will be set. As far as I can remember, I've left notes on those standards in 'White Oak'.

Albao will also test them if they adhere strictly to the experiment.

And the explanation continued, but in short, at our store, I try to get out the barrel I got from the white oak one by one, even if it's not rough.

As a result, it's good.

If an enthusiastic potion researcher hears that he's been selling Old Potion as a hobby for a long time since he was born into the world, he might graduate.

But that's why I put my life at risk. I don't have any complaints.

The maturation method if no magic oak is used will also be published after six months by "White Oak" … or around "Aurantiaca" where information is available.

Now the customer wants me to make a new one and enjoy it without knowing what's going on.

What I should be focusing on right now would be the customer in front of me.

So I left the counter to Sally, who came back a little bit, and I even decided to leave Rosemary and the mansion garden.

The result is a match between Rosemary, who is less nervous than the less visible, and my interest in not wanting to use the magic of 'ammunition release' in less visible places.

Sally's eyes were so sharp when she briefly conveyed it. I didn't ask you out.

In the meantime, when I told him it was a story about 'Old', he seemed reluctantly convinced.

The mansion's garden was open even at this hour, to the point where it was free to enter and good. Sometimes it's winter now, and the plants are full of small flowers.

Music leaks quietly from the building, which blends into the tranquility of winter.

But the air isn't cooler than I thought. Perhaps in line with the party, the magic of avoiding the cold and all that stuff even works in the garden. From the lights dotted like street lights, I feel a sense of enthusiasm.

We found a set of chairs and a desk in the garden, and we sat there.

I didn't like to be told what the ladyfirst was like, so I pulled the chair for her, but I only got a voice back that I didn't really know if it was a thank you.

They sat facing each other, and I spoke one voice.

"By the way, who the hell told you that? I can't believe we're dealing with 'Old'."

All of a sudden, the real deal is what it is, so I ask what I cared about lightly.

She is illuminated by a bright light and opens her lips thinly in its shape.

"Even now, my" Merriastel family "is connected to many places. You don't have to try to find out what happened in White Oak."

So much so that she comes to the party with such a fancy dress, is she still an upper-class person too?

I didn't even feel fine dust when my smile was about to collapse, but when I'm talking in nature this way, I don't have to feel elegant anyhow. Yeah, I feel about Sally.

Above all, it was astonishing sharpness that you instantly reached 'Old' just by asking my name.

"Besides... there's nothing I don't know about Sui Vermut's trends"

As I said, she gave me another complicated look from the back of my eyes, like she looked at Sui.

I'll put a light jab in there.

"... were you close?

"I'm gonna ask you something funny."

To my question, Rosemary smiled to make a little fool of herself.

And then he glances at me and says, slightly, with a whispering voice.

"Me and her, we're rivals. I'm sure she hasn't forgotten about me either, as I've never forgotten her for a while. We're not in that dimension of being close or not. It's when we're both very conscious of each other."

"............... Really?"

"That's right. So you realized I was Rosemary, too, right? From Sui Vermut, because he had asked me many times about my characteristics"

I think I was able to handle Rosemary without breaking my face.

... Huh? No, no, no?

I've never heard anything from Sui about Rosemary.

Or if you were just saying 'Dear Rosemary' from around you, everyone would notice.

And if I told you, she might get hurt.

"... eh. Right. Sure, listen to me, yes."

I only heard the name from Albao, I never said I heard it from anyone, and it's not a lie for once.

Well, is this good?

Rosemary takes a little pride in her expression and gives me her hand.

"That's right. So I am obliged to experience the achievements of Sui Vermut on my own. Come on, that's it for nothing. Get 'Old' out."

I nodded lightly and then pulled the bullet out of the pouch I was wearing on my hips.

At this meeting, it was basically forbidden to bring weapons in. However, since there had been a previous "potion review", permission had been obtained to bring in spare ammunition.

Finally, what I'm putting on now is "Special Pouch II," developed by Iberis.

I'll skip the explanation, but it seems to be a pouch that has the effect of reducing weight as well as state preservation.

"I'm going to use one magic now, can you do it without saying anything else?

"Heh? Is that what Sui Vermut tells you?

"... Yep. Well."

As soon as I heard my reply, Rosemary accepted, and I undo the ammunition I pulled out.

"The waves of life, the ancient intentions, I set forth the appearance of this world."

Upon completion of the chant, the ammunition quickly turned into a glass and a bottle.

The aforementioned three types of 'old': 'malt', 'bourbon' and 'lye', and tasting glass for whiskey, shaped like a tulip.

Each is illuminated by a blur and light in the dark at night.

"There are three 'olds' here, each with different characteristics. Explain?

"... no. I'll leave it to you. Are you that expert?

I thought it was challenging eyes.

Rosemary really seems to know more about what's going on around Suey than I do.

... If Sui finds out he doesn't actually care at all, it's going to be a big deal.

I might put it off, but let's keep it in mind.

"Okay, that's right"

I see the three bottles I took out.

It's always something I do to recommend whiskey to people. I'm slightly nervous this time. Is the bartender slightly switched off because it is not on the stage called the store?

When recommending alcohol to people who don't know it, it's not very easy to serve something with a strong habit.

Bourbon has a unique sweetness and gutsy strength.

With regard to malts, there are 'smoky' flavors for this right now. It's more for men than for women.

When that happens, is the least habitual of all this' Rye Old 'with a rustic taste?

"Now let's have this' Rye Old '.' Old Potion 'with rye as the main ingredient. Do you usually prefer alcohol?

"... I'm still going to be pretty strong."

Will it be okay then?

I poured roughly 30 ml of liquid into the tasting glass.

Dancing a little through the glass, the liquid calms itself loosely.

"Hmm, this is it"

Rosemary narrows her eyes in the amber liquid she is offered.

Those eyes glowing in the darkness were like cats filled with curiosity.

"Take your time"

With my forgiveness, Rosemary quietly takes that glass.

First, move your nose to enjoy the slightly rising scent. It just seemed to loosen my cheeks a little.

"That's a strange scent. Like a dead grass like a tree...... like a forest again. In a weird way, I wonder if it smells like time."

"That's an interesting way to put it. Especially there, I was wondering if you could feel the rustic sweetness of rye."

"The sweetness of rye,"

To my explanation, Rosemary snorts.

What happened right after that, it wasn't long.

My surprise voice was too fast to make it.

"I'll have it then."

"Ah!?

She swallowed 'Rye Old', as if it were water.

The liquid in the glass sucked all the way into her mouth and disappeared.

A few moments later, the scene sounds sad.

"Ho ho! Ooh! Hey, kaho!? Koho! Naha ho!?

…………

"Become! Here? Hey, what!?

Rosemary can flourish with a refusal by the throat.

I said, "Take your time," but I hurried to get some water.

Don't tell me you remember your old self and laughed a little.