'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"Total, stand there for a second"

"Huh?"

That's what I was ordered to do when I was in conversation with Suey in the living room at the Vermut family.

We were across the street from each other with our desks pinched, but when we were exposed to that cold gaze, we had to be glad that the distance was open.

Only me and Suey are in the spot. When other humans are vacating their homes on some errand. I stood up and stretched my spine like she told me to.

Sui stares at me, demanding.

Say it again.

"So Viola and I are going to investigate today"

"It's a date, right?

But it's an investigation.

I'm on holiday today, and I promise to investigate "illegal cocktail bars" with Viola at night.

So, when I told Sui about it, she wrinkled between her brows.

She sighed, ha, and then went on.

"Well no. All right. I know you don't feel like it. So, the problem is then"

"What's the problem?"

"So why bother reporting that?

Something strange, I said, tilting my neck.

"If the bartender and the guest are going out, it's your duty to report it to the owner."

"... no, it's not, so, oh no more"

Sui Ha - roaring, staring at me without thinking together.

And while I slapped my desk with the trick and my hand, I turned my voice up slightly.

"I mean! You don't have that idea, or something like that for a cocktail, anymore!

Because what Sui is trying to say is not worded, it is also vague what he is angry about.

That's why I decided to tell you what I said.

"I mean, even Suey, you don't like it when I date Viola where I don't know her, do you?

"... Well, the total is not credible, and Viola is on the verge of corruption"

"So I reported it first so it wouldn't be a problem."

"Yes, I do! Yeah, but!

You're angry, or you think my head is pathetic, and Sui still has a complicated head.

But I have an idea. I didn't talk about it without thinking.

Let's just say it's the case with romance games and love comics.

Keeping secrets about going out in situations like this doesn't produce good results. Most of them find out on the way and the story gets weird.

Then you should start by revealing it from the beginning and getting ahead of it so you don't misunderstand.

I thought that was honest behavior toward her, which was keeping me at my convenience.

I thought, he doesn't like Sui.

Did she cool down slightly, now she's got a grudgingly glance at me?

"Why is the total, like this, so smart in sales, but weird in these weird places..."

"Then shouldn't I have told you?

"I don't like that."

"What am I supposed to do..."

I don't like being reported. But don't report it. I don't like being behind it either. What the hell am I supposed to do to get in her mood?

What the hell is the right thing to do?

... Oh, in the first place, don't you like it at a certain point?

... but that's what I'm going to do.

"I think it's bad. But this is also for cocktails. I had no choice."

Adding a supplement to the conclusion I had reached in my brain, Sui sighed deeply again and said.

"... Anyway, I can't help but promise, you go"

"Ooh."

With the reluctant forgiveness of the owner, it seemed inevitable that a problem would arise first.

If I thought so, with a stabbing sharp voice, the advice continued.

"But"

"... but?

"At least make sure Sally doesn't find out. 'Cause you'd be happier if you didn't know."

"… Copy"

If a strange misconception arises later, I think Sally is going to find it harder to repair. but the owner ordered me to, so do I have to keep it to Sally?

Then I waited for the evening while I was in the mood for Sui in a slightly uncomfortable space.

Eventually, everyone went to prepare for sales and I decided to head back to the rendezvous point.

Designated as a meeting point is a hall in a bustling downtown section at night. While I wait, I'm staring at the blur and the crowd.

Think about it, I felt nostalgic waiting for someone outside like this.

When I go out with regular people, I usually gather at the Easys or gather locally. Whichever comes first, I won't wait outside.

So I miss being out here in the cold like this, holding the collar of my coat. Still, when I lived in Japan, I felt like it was quite there.

Pretending to be, he's looking for a happy face running towards me.

I realize myself like that, and I get depressed.

From one case of whiskey, I have more moments to immerse myself in sentiment, conscious.

Because I clearly remembered Ibuki, because it would be huge. Moyamoya still remains in my mind.

I was just trying not to see it before and nothing has been solved. Even now, I am desperately attached to the mystery of Trice.

Also, because the cocktails are gradually getting on track, I think there are.

What Mr. Oyaji once told me to do hard and hard to get ahead of what I achieved.

That's what's getting a little closer.

Dissemination and pursuit of cocktails.

When I'm done with it, I...

Will I meet Trice?

If I could meet Tris, I would.

What the hell can I find?

What the hell do I want to do next?

I...

"Hey."

I was thinking, so I didn't notice people approaching me.

The lid slapped me on the shoulder and I reacted to it. Looking back in haste and distance, I saw a long brown hair in my eyes.

"Huh?"

From where I had no intention at all, I heard a dumb voice.

The brown woman says in disgust with her face.

"That's a long time, total. Is that your attitude toward the woman who showed up for the rendezvous?

"... viola?

If I looked closely at the woman's face again, my hair color would be different, but I knew it was Viola's face.

She dresses herself in simple, sleek women's clothes, dressed in the usual, practical, easy-to-move clothes.

Feathered with a gentle light purple jacket, this dark skirt is thick but not wild. If you look at your feet, they're usually heavy looking boots, but now they're tiny, cute shoes.

I was going to get used to seeing it, but when I'm wearing feminine clothes, I'm mostly more gender conscious than I usually am. Looks like my brain recognizes me as an unfamiliar beautiful woman.

"... don't look too giddy"

"Oh, no. He said that cute clothes like that look good on you, too. I'm a little bit of a stranger."

"... for once, I'll say thank you"

When I gave my honest thoughts, Viola turned away in embarrassment.

At that time, the flutter smelled of smear from my hair and the perception that I was finally a viola crossed my head. And at the same time, my head throws up doubts.

"What's the color of your hair?

"Oh, this. Are you crazy?"

"No, it's not weird, but why are you being weird?

"A little disguise and a little magic"

Saying, she strokes her hair from black to brown.

Then he gave me a brief explanation for the question mark.

I've always known that she performs physical enhancements with unattributed magic, but many of those unattributed lineages act directly on the body.

Apparent changes such as changing the color of hair, causing a change in the degree of makeup on the face, for example, are one of those types.

And Viola is quite talented when it comes to unattributed magic. This, it seems, is not limited to physical enhancement.

So you're also good at magic of disguises that fall under no attributes?

Then, it seems, the magic of change around it was once taught to Sui.

"Sui said it sounds like a pretty advanced magic trick."

"Heh.... which is harder than cat ears?

"Don't remind me"

Viola stared at me, and I apologized for being a joke. The magic of producing cat ears that Sui put on her must also be attributeless.

When I remembered the troubles of their smiling past, I thought to my pretence.

"Sui didn't change the color of her hair."

"... right"

Blue hair, which is evidence of drawing the blood of an elf. Even though he was thus distanced from his surroundings, Sui did not change the color of his hair.

If Viola can do it, she can't do it.

... I guess not doing that meant I didn't want to change it.

"... hey! Maybe I should disguise myself, too?

I asked in a bright voice to change the subject intentionally.

As Viola also guessed it, hehe, and distorts her lips funny.

"Sure, it's better not to find out at first, even if you reveal who you are and see how you react. And that's when I got you something like this."

Viola got her nostalgia and offered it to me.

Handed to me by her are black framed glasses. It looks like it doesn't come in degrees, so it would be just an item for disguise.

It's true that humans, with one pair of glasses, can change their impressions a lot.

"... why do you have all this stuff?

"In all sorts of knights, they come in."

"Right."

Don't think you'll solve anything when you say Knights.

The penetration went into my mind, and I decided to try on those glasses. I'm a little unfamiliar with the black edges in my sight.

I positioned myself a little at the tip of my nose, dressed up and asked.

"What do you say? Do I look intelligent?

"Hmm. Because I know my usual total or it looks like a con artist caught a beating"

"So come on. Will you stop treating me like a frigid man?"

When I glanced, I said Viola was joking again, and I bowed my head. And he adds that he looks good.

The exchange of one of those encounters ended, and we got a serious look.

"Where the store in question is supposed to be, it's a block a little south of here."

"South? I don't have the impression there are many shops."

"So can you stay discreet?

Most likely, but if you're hiding a tree, there's the word "in the woods." If you own a store, why are you in such a place?

Well, I guess we haven't been very aggressive in advertising, shall we say?

I urged Viola to pull the map of the compartment out of my head.

"Well, do you want to go, ma'am"

"... don't say lady or anything"

"Bye, lady."

"... ha"

When I told him a line that looked like a floating tooth, Viola had a distinctly frightened face.

However, Sui and Sally's staring face tingle in my head, so I did not just imitate that I would offer my hand to lead the way.