'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

It was a training ground that I built so I could also 'try and shoot' cocktails.

There's a little bar counter around the corner, and this building looks like a club.

Three people sat at the counter, Iberis, Sui and Neune, with eyes for anticipation and anxiety about what was going to happen.

I stand a short distance from that counter and watch the prototype on the table.

This' prototype gun 'shape is based on the revolver I usually use. The grip grip feels good when it's actually in my hand.

But the shell, or the center? I don't know what to say because I'm not familiar with guns, but the area around the body is unique.

It was shaped as if it were slightly thicker, mimicking a shaker.

When swinging out, the cylinder appears from its swollen part. I'm not familiar with it, but I don't feel unnaturally thick as a revolver.

But it looks more like a gun and a shaker plus two than a gun.

What is it? A pistol, but not a pistol? It's like making a near-future ray gun look more like a physical cannon.

Maybe that's what makes me imagine, because what the shooting iron beats is not a detonator of ammunition.

The cylinder itself is capable of striking a magic shock into its center so that it is seen as a single cannon.

Change the grip on the gun slightly. As the body swelled, it accompanied the right hand as it did when holding down the shaker.

There should be extra grip, but because of the moderate anti-slip, this also fits perfectly as imagined.

One way to hold it, it can be both a gun and a shaker. Such a new 'gun' was the exact way to put it.

"Ammo, use it all"

He is called out and looks at the ammunition that Iberis had prepared in advance.

The "cocktail" I'm about to make is a [screwdriver].

The ingredients are simple. 'Vodka' ─ - two things: 'vodka potion' and 'orange juice'. That should do it.

But there were three pieces of ammunition all prepared by Iberis.

"What's this?

"Something important when making cocktails. Guess what?

riddle, there are only two things that come to mind, though I thought like

"Ice, glass?

"Probably the right answer. That ammunition is" ice. "

Ice.

Typically, cocktail recipes are not described as ingredients.

But when you actually make a cocktail, it's more important than nothing else.

Kaku ice used for common cocktails (they call it, but the official name is Cracked Ice). Crash ice cream that crushed it finer. Round ice like a synonym for whiskey rock. The three are commonly used.

Anyway, the choice of ice is an important element that dictates the finished shape of the cocktail.

When I was briefed, I was convinced that what was clearly missing from the previous "prototype gun" was "ice".

Chilling a cocktail leads to the activation of magic. Over there, the previous' prototype gun 'had been incorporated into the internal mechanism. That's what got me out there.

The image is firmer. A glass without ice, mixed with ingredients and cooled rapidly in the refrigerator, and a glass with ice to cool, are separate.

That conveyed my satisfaction, Iberis urges me to supplement it a little.

"There are other things that are designed to be simple by shredding away more excess stuff, but I might want you to give it a try for now"

"Okay."

The fact that you saved yourself something else might have reflected what I said earlier about 'simpler'.

Sure, I felt like this' gun 'was entrusting me with a lot more than the previous' prototype gun '.

I breathe heavily once.

I intend to do so before, but convert my consciousness even harder.

Switch from just 'Evening Mist Total' to bartender's 'Evening Mist Total'.

There are three customers in front of me. The "cocktail" I give them is a [screwdriver].

You don't have to worry about anything. You just have to make it as usual.

I reached for the ammunition Iberis had prepared.

There seems to be some cold air coming out of the ammunition. No, it's actually Iberis who's always watching my work, he'll do enough to keep the ingredients cool properly.

Feeling it from ammunition may be a matter of feelings.

Three pieces of ammunition were carefully placed in swing-out cylinders.

Sure, "160ml orange juice" in "Votta 45ml" (it's only a guide because it's hard to figure the right amount). And three or four "Kaku ice".

It did fit in the cylinder. The gun is six in a row, so the cylinder has three free rounds, but it doesn't have to be filled.

Convert the materials described beforehand into solid images in your head.

Even if it wasn't in kind, it's something I always do enough to prepare ingredients with my head and recreate the flavor.

Although in the form of ammunition, if the material is actually there, the image is even easier.

The cylinder is a glass.

I put the ingredients in that glass in order.

Add ice and pour chilled vodka into the kink in the freezer. And finally fill the glass with orange juice.

Insert a bar spoon into the sea of ingredients that were made that way. Quickly and carefully replace the mixed ingredients with 'cocktails'.

Imagine the process, while I politely declare the task.

"Basic Attributes (Base) 'Votta 45ml', Additional Attributes (Enchant) 'Ice', Pedigree (Pattern) 'Build', Material 'Orange Juice' Up"

A declaration I don't usually make in the counter, but that declaration gives me the realization that this' cocktail 'is magic.

The presence of the [screwdriver] is converted into a magical effect.

I guess that task was carried out with the magic of a special 'ammunition' that until now only I could handle. In the process of making ammunition, it is an unknown technique that was already incorporated.

That's exactly what's in my hand right now. in this boneless black metal.

I work my image magically on ingredients, sucking up the magic of activation from my fingertips, and one 'cocktail' is made in a glass called a gun.

Eventually, there's a satisfying grin on the finished cocktail, like a bartender.

The black gun in his hand raised a blunt roar.

Aim nowhere.

Just point the gun at the vast space that stretches out in front of you.

It's not the bullet that releases from it.

Magic (cocktail).

"[Screwdriver]"

With words, I pull the trigger.

Words themselves are like a kind of spell, and from my fingertips, more magic emerges for detonation.

It went to the trigger, flowed to the iron, and slammed the magic shock into the cylinder's ─ glass of 'cocktail'.

The cocktail, which was now or now waiting to be offered to customers, took its moment to represent itself from the gunpoint with momentum.

An intense shell of water popped up in a space where there was nothing, unlike the previous "prototype gun".

When it reaches a certain distance, it stops moving, as if it had finally defined the destination as the spot.

No, I converted the energy I was using to move forward into a different force.

That is, there was a huge explosion of water balloons, and the force that turned them into water bombs burst into space.

The aftermath of the explosion reaches me with the cocktail released and slightly wets my cheeks.

It's like something different from what you've been hysterical about.

It was an almost perfect form of magic (cocktail) that I knew.

"... done,?

The blurry whine was probably sui. Her voice becomes the calling water.

It was about the same time I turned around.

"... Success! It could be a success!"

"Maybe not! It's a perfect success!

Until then, the face-to-face voice that looked at this one anxiously exploded like a cocktail just now.

The bouncing voices of Iberis and Neune don't seem to be purposeful stories. I thought it was pure joy that my drawn theory proved itself, that I accomplished it as a technology.

Sui has a satisfying smile as she looks at the two of them a little far-flung.

It had been conveyed to me that all three were delighted with the success of this experiment.

I look at the three of them and smile, but again, I drop my eyes on the gun I'm holding.

Done. That feeling somehow tightened the back of my chest strangely.