'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"Iberis? Are you there?

After a light lunch in the city, I headed to Iberis' workshop. I mean, I went back the way I came in the morning.

Iberis here these days really seemed to spare no time in her studies while she slept. It would be better as soon as possible because of Neune's circumstances, but I was a little worried that I wasn't pushing it.

It was Iberis like that, but it was this morning that the change happened. Obviously, she looked at me all night, and she just showed up in front of me and said, "I made it."

Nevertheless, I didn't have time in the morning either. Iberis herself said she slept, so it was too late for lunch to hear the results.

So, this is how I came back to fulfill that promise.

Step into a workshop where things are scattered, and there is no reply from Iberis to speak up.

Instead, a piece of blanket, not a bed, on the floor, moved with a mozo.

"... it's noon."

"...... hmm. I could be awake..."

"Be clear."

If you don't give up and speak up, one arm grows out of the blanket.

The arms searched for something with thighs, pushed some detachments, and grabbed the clock and pulled it into the blanket.

"... Is that, like, night already?

"Noon. Noon. Temporary at noon."

"Ahhh."

Looks like he's falling asleep somewhere, but Iberis woke up right from there.

unraveling the blanket, and, after a big stretch of um, he looks at me with a clear eye.

"Morning, total!

"Morning. You're tired."

"Yeah. Maybe I was just a little too uptight yesterday"

That's how Iberis smiles. If you look at it this way, she still only looks like a fourteen-year-old girl.

But she's not human. A girl of a race named Robot, who had the appearance of a machine embedded in the body's saves.

Still, I can only see humans all the time, and I don't know exactly how humans and droids are actually different. I eat rice the same way, and I'm powerful, but not as unrealistic.

Speaking of understandings, since we met, we've seen very little growth in appearance, about?

"Uh, so, you did?

Suddenly when I woke up, I thought it was something that bothered me, so I immediately asked.

Iberis turned a grin into nigga at the question, huffing her chest out.

"We should have incorporated all the magic theories that were needed for once! If this doesn't work, then maybe the theory's wrong in the first place."

"Right... right..."

She then talks about coupling organic magic circuits with inorganic magic circuits with faces she's good at, but it doesn't really come into my ears.

Simply because you don't know what to ask, doesn't mean.

Because the emotion was swirling in my chest that I just vaguely, really could.

"Total?"

Iberis calls out, as she cares that my movements have stopped.

"Oh, no. Yes. Did you tell Mr. Noine or something?

"I asked Corsica, maybe it's time for both of you to come."

The two of them probably mean the two of Sui and Neune will come together.

I don't know when they're coming, but it's also a hassle to be back in the dorm until then.

"Well, can I wait here?

"Of course! I might want someone to talk to while I'm waiting too"

"Ha, if I may"

I asked him if there might be a final adjustment or something, but he's already done that. With Iberis' permission, I decided to wait for the two of you in this workshop.

It's a workshop scattered with tables and chairs, shelves and materials and the rest I don't know very well. But Iberis himself knows where and what.

I wonder, but I'm not surprised because I also know people like that are unexpected.

Sitting back in the chair cleaning up what was on earlier, Iberis sat down on my lap for a moment. It was too natural to cope.

To the sudden weight and temperature, I managed to speak out in protest after solidifying a little.

"... dude"

"Maybe not?

"No, but... well, okay"

"hehe"

I guess I would have gotten out of the way if they told me no, but I couldn't say it strongly.

It's unusual for Iberis to be sweet like this.

She herself tells me that the actual age does not differ so much from the apparent age.

That's how she left her two living masters and now she's alone. Sometimes you'll want to be sweet.

From Iberis, it smelled like sweat and a girl, mixed with the smell of a machine.

"... it's always bad"

It was those words of apology that accidentally spoke.

Iberis leans back a little and peeks into my face.

"What?

"No, always, you know, push the job"

Without further ado, our store - and hence the 'bar' in this world - depends on the technical skills of the droids.

Refrigerators and freezers are not to mention air-conditioned or metal machined tools.

All the demands in a completely different direction from the technology in this world have been on this girl.

Iberis always looked forward to doing such a job, rather than complaining about one thing.

"We really owe it to Iberis to have us"

If Iberis hadn't been here, how many problems would have remained. I can't thank you enough if I think so.

I felt her lightness and body temperature and thought of that all the time. He said he would always and always rely on such a little girl.

But Iberis stared at me with surprise at how far she noticed how I felt like that.

"What's wrong? Something's wrong, total."

"Weird. Sorry."

"Maybe it's weird to apologize"

When I get pointed out, I feel like I'm saying something weird myself.

There are things about Trice that I'm too aware of myself. If something is imminent in this city, then naturally everything that involves' Easys' cannot be irrelevant.

So I get worried. I'm also anxious to say what I can do within the moment.

I can't believe it's the first time I've thought about it that it might go away. Really. I haven't changed a thing for a long time.

Iberis tilts her neck slightly at the unstable look on my face. It bothers me a lot. And I don't think I've decided to care.

I say it in the usual girly-like voice that doesn't make me feel asleep.

"I thank you for all the interesting things you've done."

Interesting. That seems to be the guiding principle of the drone's behavior.

The droids, aside from the technology of this world, have something that even surpasses the technology of my world. But even with them there is no indication that there will be abrupt innovation in this world.

That's because they only use that technology for things that interest them.

Therefore, to get them to cooperate, you have to find the job interesting. The cocktail happened to be suitable for those glasses.

"But I can't believe they're making it now. It's not about the store anymore."

"Yeah. If the total is involved, it matters. I'm the only one in the world."

…………

Again, the word exclusive came out.

Come on, I felt it was time to clarify what that word meant.

Humans also somehow know that that is very important to the pilots. But I'm actually not sure what that really means.

If it is a simple understanding, those who have made a contract always ask for a dedicated person when they ask for something. Dedicated human beings do not ask for anything in return, but do so under their responsibility. Like that.

I feel like I only have a role to play in softening contracts when I ask for work.

However, the speculation is whispered by the speculation that 'until death finds out the two of us' is a word of significance to the drone.

If I'd known that, I wouldn't have had a light, exclusive contract.

... No, when I found out about it, I really should have just checked.

... Even now, I'm sure it's not too late.

"You know, Iberis. Well, can you tell me what it means to have an exclusive contract?

When I cut it out like that, Iberis turned her eyes all round.

"You want to know?

Once again, when asked, there is something lightly difficult to snort.

But if you're still here, there may be a serious setback waiting for you at the end.

I never snorted.

"... oops"

"Maybe I get it. But not today. See you next time, when the master is at his convenience."

With a lightness that was inversely proportional to my determination, Iberis returned it blatantly.

After all, isn't this a milder story than we humans think?

With that in mind, if it's a story that you can't do without in front of Gongora, the master of Iberis, maybe it's really heavy.

My knees get lighter as I go around those two thoughts.

Iberis was getting off my lap just as lightly as she did when she sat on her own.

"It's about time for Sui to come. If they find us, it could be a pain in the ass."

Before I asked why, Iberis said with a grin she had tried to do.

Hmm, and it's a childish way of saying it, but maybe Iberis was the best, of all the girls around me. I thought so.