'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

The Easy's recess is Monday unchanged.

Speaking only of the bar department, if you rotate it, you can open it without rest. but cooking is more of a problem.

Mr. Oyaji is the main one, and Bergamo is the sub. I can't even afford that much in this way. Bergamo alone on Mr. Oyaji's day off, that would be too adventurous.

The bar department alone doesn't have a request, but the owner of the store is Mr. Oyaji. That's not within my purview.

That's the best I can do right now, because Sui is packing it in the daytime for people who want potions urgently, or so they know who to contact even when no one is around.

So all the staff are off for the holidays.

The way each holiday is spent is also a mistake.

"Well, how are we going to spend the day"

After a full breakfast, I went back to my room and stretched out gently.

I said how to spend it, but I have one big plan. Going to visit the Vermut family, as promised the other day.

I just keep talking about when I'm going.

Rye seems to want to use me as an experimental cooking bench, so will he have dinner with him? If you think about it, including around there, it looks good if you show your face after lunch.

Then the time between now and around noon will be free.

Usually, do you practice lightly, go to the library and study, or go out with a promise to someone?

But if later appointments are jammed, you have to worry about time.

I decided to walk blah blah blah blah in the dorm just a little while I thought of those that came to mind.

Easy's Dorm feels like an apartment with an interior hallway. Or maybe the apartment is closer to the image.

The space on the ground floor is mainly equipped with a shared washroom, dining room and a toilet bathroom in the kitchen.

So, upstairs is a gathering of living rooms. Nowadays, Iberis lives upstairs in me, Bergamo and Corsica. Well, as far as Iberis is concerned, he often sleeps in factory workshops.

And in the basement, there's a bar facility for practice and a basement where vampire twins sleep. Basically, the materials there are supposed to be freely used and good, but the rule is to file a notification if used.

Explain to the mess, this is what Easy's Dorm is all about.

There are still some empty rooms upstairs, but that doesn't mean there are going to be more employees.

Also worth noting, is the wall slightly thicker so that the sound of the cocktail doesn't leak too much?

Draw a blurry map of the dorm in your head.

When I walked out of my room into the hallway, I happened to have the same timing and Bergamo just showed his face.

He also recognized my existence by pinning a beast ear peeking out of his hair.

"Oh, total. Are you going somewhere?

Bergamo looks at my face and asks in a pleasant voice.

I shook my head loose when I asked him.

"No. I have plans, but it's the afternoon. I thought I'd bluff a little bit."

"What's a bluff, a dorm?

"Yes. I wonder what they're all doing."

Bergamo gave me a voice in my response that I didn't understand.

Now it's my turn to ask Bergamo.

"So, does Bergamo... even go to the mountains?

Speaking of why I asked that, it was because I was concerned about Bergamo's equipment.

In the image in me, Bergamo is the choice between wearing an apron or a light outfit that is otherwise easy to move around.

But Bergamo dresses better now than usual. He is wearing clothes of modest skin exposure and calm colour, and he is carrying a cage and lowering a small sickle or knife to his waist.

The image in my head has a flavor such as picking mountain vegetables.

At last, Bergamo nodded, as I imagined.

"Yes, yes. I promise to go get some mountain favors with the kids who are always helping me with the farm."

"With the kids?

Farms, as it were, are fields and livestock houses managed by the Easys.

An experimental field that is trying to cultivate demonic grass potions in a field that grows basic vegetables. Plus, livestock houses that raise a relatively large demon called 'Advo Birds', etc.

I flip them and call them farms.

The management of the farm is primarily left to Corsica, Bergamo's sister and administrator of the dormitory. She manages plants and animals better than I imagined.

In Easys, the ingredients are basically purchased with money, but it might be possible to be self-sufficient in a little while.

So she's hired a couple of kids to help her with the work she can't get around on her own.

Bergamo also helps Corsica if she has time, such as holidays, so she's especially close to the kids.

"At this time of year, the mountains will have more food. They don't seem to get into the mountains much, and think it's a good opportunity."

"Sure, the kids in the city might not play in that kind of place."

"Besides, don't tell me it's been too much lately."

Does noise mean the activation of demons whose heads are troubled by the Knights?

Compared to a time, he calmed down, but he still has more demonic activity than usual. I don't really recognize you when you live in the city, but the Knights people who are actually fighting seem a little rough.

"If you're making a scene, it's my turn. You can count on me today because I have an adult brother."

Bergamo, who built a force on his arm all the time and slapped him on the arm with a pound.

Bergamo's body, which was originally physically labored and still heavily labored in the cooking area, is certainly cashless.

It would be more powerful than me.

"If I were a monster, I'd do something about it."

Confident Bergamo continued.

I don't know how much I put my trust in his words. But there's no reason to look good here, and I'm sure you really think so.

The look on Bergamo's face, full of himself, was fascinating.

But something unforeseen can happen even if he thinks so. For once, you should be careful.

"But be careful. You're not supposed to be here anymore. If you don't stay, you'll be in trouble."

When I said it, Bergamo opened his mouth pompously, as if he had been poked in the void.

He said he was worried because of it, but it is out-of-heart to be reacted to like that.

"... what the heck. What worries me is, it didn't look so good on you?

"No, no, you're not. Uh, words that suddenly feel warm like that? If you call me, I'll have trouble reacting."

Bergamo corrected in a hurry, then scratched his cheeks slightly shy.

Then he just looked straight at me and said it all in retribution.

"That kind of sum is what we have to be. So be careful. Various."

Bergamo comes to me with a straight face. In the hallway with no strange philosophy of any kind, he says in a somewhat unusually gentle voice.

Straighten up, tell him you're worried about me.

I see, this is definitely, that one.

"... when people say that to their faces, it's weird and embarrassing"

"No, it's not that I don't like it."

"I don't hate it, but does it feel like I want to escape?

"Yeah, that."

Me and Bergamo arrive at the identity of our emotions and nod at each other.

But I'm still just a little embarrassed and twitchy.

In our weird air, the sound of the door opening broke in.

"... what are you both twitching about between men?

From the room across from Bergamo, Corsica was showing herself. She is a girl with a fluffy and soft impression and a good smile.

But now she looks at me and Bergamo as if they were suspicious.

Bergamo, who is a bit of a Ciscon, hastily gave an explanation.

"It's not, Corsica. We were sort of just gauging the exact distance between men."

"Is it a distance for men to say to each other, that they need you, or something?

"It's not. That's kind of a story about guys getting too close to each other."

To Corsica, who sees her brother with a white expression, Bergamo overlaps words desperately.

And I was in a bystander attitude, and I kept looking at him.

"Total! You can do something about it, too."

Even if they ask me to do something about it.

Maybe Corsica's just messing with Bergamo after she figured out how we interacted.

If you're seriously going to look down, you're not coming in with a crack in the first place.

If so, I didn't think what I needed was an explanation.

"Uh, Corsica. Can I have one?"

"Yes. What is it?

Corsica looked at me with a grin as I spoke to her to alternate athletes.

I made it clear to her that I would accept it.

"As much as Bergamo, Corsica must be with us. We need you."

"………………"

When I uttered my words in the face, Corsica, who was mocking Bergamo, also slipped her gaze in the same embarrassment as we did.

I see Corsica frightened, and I just fold up here.

"So I want you to understand. We're not talking weird. I don't want you to get me wrong."

"Wow, I know, because I know!

So Corsica stood up to surrender.

"... you're more embarrassed than I thought"

After all, I knew it from the beginning and it seemed like I was making fun of it. If they do the same thing and taste the same embarrassment, I can't tease them anymore.

All right, that solves the situation. I solved a misunderstanding that didn't exist. I'd say we've just gotten more friends.

When I glanced at Bergamo, he opened his eyes and stuffed me.

"Ooh, total! Why are you suddenly dictating to people's sisters?

"Ha!? You're not dictating! It's no different than what I told you!

"It doesn't change, but it does! I can't believe I'm saving words!

Isn't that irrational? In the first place, I just helped Bergamo because he told me to.

Then, Bergamo's worries burst into various ways and the hallway became temporarily noisy.

but Corsica's "Are you good with your promises to the kids? 'It was the first thing that ended with a word.