"... may I have an explanation?
There was no inadvertent upset about Trice's words.
It was too abrupt to keep up with understanding, because it was one of the reasons, but the best was in her voice.
For the determined look on his face, hesitation seeped into his voice. I wondered if she herself wouldn't take that as a good idea.
As if to affirm my imagination, Trice took my word for it and leaned down.
"... it"
"Can't?
…………
Trice returned silence.
I don't know what to say. What can I say, draw information from her?
I fell into mild self-loathing, thinking about that in my head.
Back in the day, we never had a conversation thinking about what they thought. I was just putting the words in my head out of my mouth.
That is now the norm for people to think about what they want and what they should say.
Must be a good thing if you think about relationships. I used to be a lot more of a kid than I am now, and I didn't have any social shards. If you only stick with the person you feel comfortable with, that would be good.
Compared to me back then, I think I grew up a little bit.
But on the other hand, I'm sad.
Because when I was talking to Ibuki Torisu, I felt like I didn't have to think about it.
So I didn't like myself thinking about things this way right now, somewhere in my mind.
"If it's hard to say, can you at least tell me this"
"... what is it?
"Take me, what are you saying, for your own good? Or is it for me?
I ask, as deliberately removed from the core.
Trice answers the question small.
"... both, I guess"
"... both"
Then I want to do something to my detriment. And is it also in your interest to act?
At the thought, Trice went on to say the words.
"Total hasn't come to this world for almost two years, has it?
"... right"
"So, what do you think of this world?
"... how"
Frankly, it's a fantasy-like world I've seen in the game.
There is sword and magic, there is a mixture of magic devices and machines, and there are many creatures who do not know well with humans, subhumans and demons.
And the technology of distilled liquor is not advancing as if. Instead, there's a potion.
The liquor is behind, but thanks to the potion I can keep making 'cocktails'.
Yes. As long as I can make a 'cocktail', what I have to do in this world is set.
"When I first came to this world, it was all about eating, and there was a lot of anxiety. But if I get used to it, I don't think it's much different from Japan."
To be honest about how I feel now, Tris looked surprised.
"Doesn't change?
"It doesn't change. I don't know if that's magic or potion. If you open a store like this and deal with customers who come here, it's not much different from what you did when you were in Japan. Either magic or machines get what I want... and I miss not being able to play games."
The world is different, and in the end humans are much the same.
I would love to be complimented, and stop if I have troubles. A little laughter will cheer you up, and there's no big difference in the content of the lower story.
Wouldn't it make a difference if this place I'm in just happens to be a different world and this was a country I don't know where on earth?
Wherever I go, I can only do what I want. I don't know if you can accept it, but it still doesn't change what you have to do.
All I do is make a 'cocktail'.
In this world, it happened to be accepted. So this is how I live.
"If I'm bad, I might feel more worthy of living than Japan."
"............... well. That's what I think."
Trice was quietly amber. Like swallowing my opinion on a liquid.
Release the empty glass from your mouth and place it on the counter.
Cottori, and a stiff noise sounded in the quiet store.
"Total, you..."
"What about me?
"………………"
Trice clogs the words again.
With a crying face, he looked at me with his eyes like he saw something painful.
"Are you going to say that with all those dying eyes, this world is still no different than Japan?
I was struck by Trice's desperate words, like he was hammered in the head.
It's not the content itself. Her desperate words came to my chest for some reason.
"Uh. Well, there are demons and stuff, and in that sense, it's not like Japan."
"You're not! You forgot how dying you've been!? To demons, vampires, kidnappers... you almost got killed many times, didn't you?
".................. ah"
The question did not arise as to why I knew that.
It was purely my inner question that floated.
I do remember those things vividly. I'm going to be able to remember the fear of death on the spot.
But for some reason, I pretend to think of those events as human resources. It's already over, and that's what happened.
Am I not too blunt in 'death', which was next to those events?
"Yeah, but it's weird that you point it out. You were the one who beat them up."
I turned away from my own confusion and when I realized it, I was telling Trice back.
If you believe her previous words, those should have been something she had to do with. Even if the purpose was to give me a hint, it was Trice who acquiesced in the danger.
To my word, Trice bites his lips off all the time.
"... I know. I'm saying disastrous things, and here I come. I know that."
"............... Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not going to blame you."
It wasn't good to hurt someone else because of my own confusion.
I apologize aggressively, but Tris shook his head.
"It's okay. Whatever excuse you make, because it is true that I personally aligned the total with a dangerous eye. But you already know the total. This world isn't as safe as you think it is."
Trice said in a bitter voice, accumulating responsibility in his belly.
Her gray hair felt like it was holding some grumpy light.
"People, it's a lot easier than you think... you're gonna die"
Dokun and his heart bounced big.
I saw the face of the said Trice, somewhere human away.
I saw the difference there, clearly for the first time.
At least, Torisu Ibuki, whom I know, never looked so bitter in front of me.
Fiercely, the back of my head hurts.
Unexpectedly groan low and support your body with your hands on the counter.
Something seemed to be about to pop out of my brain miso cracking my skull.
"... Hey, total. I was wondering if you could make me another drink."
Trice said in a softly leaning voice.
She lays her tiny, limp hands like she wraps my hands around her.
Unexpectedly, I noticed that my headache had disappeared at some point.
"... what have you done now?
"............... Come on"
Trice laughed deceptively.
I felt pointless to pursue.
I'm sure she won't answer. Besides not answering, I look sad every time I'm pursued.
I felt that way.
"… would you like to place an order?
I stretched my spine and asked her.
I can't exhaust everything I want to say and ask, but she won't tell me everything about it.
The only thing I can do for her like that is a cocktail.
Then I'll at least do one of them.
"... yeah. Actually, I think I've got all the ingredients, so I wanted to ask you something."
"That means"
"Whiskey-Based"
My expression said I've been waiting for the opportunity to order it. It's not the sad smile you just had, it's a heartfelt and enjoyable smile.
I caught a glimpse of her playfulness there, smacking my ear comfortably.
"[Old Pal]... of course, two drinks for me and the total."
Didn't you have a drink, didn't you?
Whiskey-based cocktail [Old Pal].
Cocktails that use 'whiskey', 'dry vermouth' and 'campari' for ingredients.
The name means' nostalgic friend '.