'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

Then the beautiful man asked for about two cocktails as recommended, without asking for anything, especially from himself.

The first drink goes to Sally, the next one goes to Phil to order.

The two people who were asked to order were making a cocktail without difficulty, asking about the preferences of beautiful men who tend to derail from the flirtatious because their mouths are light.

The first cup made by Sally is [Gin Tonic].

The second cup made by Phil is [Boston Cooler].

Together, carbonation is one of the few customer requests.

In my first words when I came to the store, I thought I heard rumors about us and asked.

In addition to that, apparently we also knew that we were the developer of a 'carbonated beverage' that has been buzzing the public lately.

"I'm a little sensitive to that kind of information. Most of all I want to know is how to make a beauty like you smile."

"Ha."

Such a beautiful man was now dictating Sui in the flow of the story.

No, why did it flow like that?

As far as I can tell, it's not the result of a bartender hitting your response after a beautiful man came to the store.

It is natural for Sui, who comes as a customer but is a shop-side person, to have a conversation with the customer.

The strange thing about me is the current situation where a guy who was just having a daily conversation is starting to dictate Sui to a gap that kept his eyes slightly away.

What do you mean, more embarrassing words are spoken by almost bare men than words like the ones floating in the fever, exchanged by young men and women I'm responding to?

He is a man who dictates a woman at a flowing speed, even though perhaps not a minute has passed since the first conversation. As a bartender, I wouldn't say apprenticeship, but I'm a respectable speaker.

Well, I don't see that feeling at all in the spoken of sui.

"I don't like to smile. I'm sorry."

"No, that's good. Even if you have a hard face saying you don't like smiling, it's still beautiful. I was making a mistake. Sure, a woman's smile is fascinating, but you might not say it suits you best. There is a glimpse of uncontrollable beauty in the cool sides of the mundane moments, the slight heat in the eyes, and those fine tricks. Yet, like the light you give from the clouds, your charm shakes the hearts of those who see"

"... ha"

He looked in trouble when Sui said he didn't know what they were talking about.

I'm a little worried, too, and I get a glimpse of Sui.

Reach for the glass and sip [Throzin Fizz] so you can escape the conversation.

Then, circle your gaze a little like asking for help.

Second, you realize I'm watching.

I have eyes that are only relieved for a moment.

but I thought of the fact that I was watching, and now I'm a little mucky.

"… Next"

"Yes, excuse me."

I should still have been able to afford the contents of the glass, but Suey raised her voice to get me involved.

I turned down the young men and women who had served customers until earlier, and turned to Sui and the beautiful men.

"To what do you place your order?

"In the meantime, have a quiet cocktail to drink"

"Uh, that's"

Where there was a man next door who wanted to talk about it in its current progression and was a 'owner' to make it clear.

No, I know how you feel, but aren't you going to contribute a little more to the store?

Seeing my subtle expression, the beautiful man raised his voice softly.

"No, I don't care about myself. As we talked about earlier, what a wonderful thing to see a beauty tip the cup quietly up close. Let your breasts dance to the beauty of disloyalty as the moon hidden behind the earth takes a sneak peek at the moment of tomorrow's colour change"

".................. ha"

Sui was, as usual, flushing the man's words with no interest. But the man has a grin with Nico, not even caring about being dealt with like that.

Even with such an obvious response, where you haven't turned it up at all, is it a boulder-beauty boy? No, this has nothing to do with beautiful men.

While I moved my hand for my next drink to Sui, I apologized to the extent that I wouldn't be rude enough just to make it less serious.

"I'm sorry, she, it's quite difficult."

I don't know if it's my apology, but it's the attitude of the owner of the store.

Nevertheless, the man seemed not to really care about such a sui attitude.

Contains a bite of [Boston Cooler] Phil made earlier and says with the same grin.

"No. The expression on the face of a beautiful woman is anything beautiful. Especially a glimpse of girly adoration in beauty, such as the look on her face when you and your eyes were there, which is no longer"

"Become!"

The voice of surprise is not mine. Sui, who was looking at the glass of ice as if she were alone, was turning back to us.

I return a bitter laugh to a beautiful man so he can escape Sui's gaze.

"Uh, actually, I was close to her. She's not used to talking to a lot of men, but she's stuck around and she sees herself."

"I see. I mean, she said you're booked,"

"Yes?"

The work stopped.

No, I'm not talking about that.

What are you talking about? This man.

"... oh?

Only the man who made a ridiculous statement is leaning his neck strangely.

Other than that, people are either looking at me or looking away from me.

And I took a big, deep breath once. I'm just getting my sales smile back on track while I resume work.

"I'm not... I'm related to the store."

"Hmm? But you must be the master of this store, right?

"It is, yes"

Some unconvinced looking man gets confirmation from me and overlaps again.

"Doesn't the store master mean the employee is your thing?

"haha"

I was not sure whether to deny it, but I retained it to laugh without answering anything.

Sure, the employees are the store stuff, and that is my thing, who is the head of the store, without thinking. But at the same time, I am also a store thing, and everyone who works in this store is, in a way, everyone's thing.

I mean, I can say yes or no. I can tell you, whichever way you choose, nothing interesting happens on this occasion. Anyway, if you're only going to please this beautiful guy, there's nothing to be said for Uke in the midst of all the attention.

Thinking about that area, about what the beautiful man said, with no comment.

"By laughing, I mean?

"No, no, no."

You didn't realize I was deluded, or you're pretending you didn't, anyway, the beautiful guy comes after you.

I gave Sui the cocktail he was able to put on hold to respond to his words.

What I was making was [China Blue] ─ 1 tsp of blue "Blue Curaçao" in the liqueur of "Lychee," a fruit of the South. It is a sweet cocktail that puts them up with grapefruit juice.

"... n"

Sui sends a gaze blaming me for deception. But he's not going to say anything in particular.

Some time ago, I remember speaking my stuff about Sui to someone, but I forget.

I look at the beautiful man just a little wondering if this is the end of the conversation for me. but no matter what you think, he was waiting for my reply.

Or is it because you don't like how serious his eyes look?

Depending on my response, you're not going to decide how much I'm going to dictate to the clerk. Would you stop talking about bees on an unlaughable level if you could?

"Haha, what do you do next?

Give me a break, swallowed the word, thought it was a little early but was asking for my next order.

"Yeah? Next"

Asked, he glances at his glass. There's still a little left, but not so much too soon to make the next one. I guess I can drink it while I'm making it.

He does his eyes on the green of the cut lime that sinks into the glass, and then he looks up.

"Then the shopkeeper. I know you've already noticed, but for the first time today, I'm talking about a cocktail."

Until now, I don't know if it's true or false. It was a serious look.

I got my spine right again.

He knows how to use facial expressions. A person who is constantly thinking and living about how his expression affects the other person.

So you have to take his serious expression seriously.

"Yes, I know."

"I came here today also because I heard rumors of the wind. While popular rumors spread, the existence of 'cocktails' unknown outside this city."

Convinced by a man's words. After all, he was a man from outside this city.

If there were such a beautiful and prominent human being nearby, one of the rumors would stand. If this beautiful guy shows up at the drinker a few times, he'll be talking about it somewhere.

That's what the network of drinkers and customers is all about.

I mean, he got here recently, from some other city, hearing rumors about a cocktail.

So what rumors did you hear?

"I've heard a lot about it. I don't know what's in it, but a variety of names. I wonder in particular if [Blue Moon] said he shined at the Special Best Awards at the Potion Quality Review"

"If…, is your order [Blue Moon]"

When asked, the man shook his head.

"I'm certainly interested. But what bothered me the most was. Kings."

"... the king,"

"Yes, they have a king in the cocktail... [Martini]"

King of cocktails [martini].

Cocktails with countless derivative recipes on the planet and countless more drinkers.

Sometimes it is even said that no matter how much the two bartenders make it the same, it will never taste the same, one of the vertices.

… moreover, it is also one of the most nervous cocktails when a new customer asks for it.

However, although it is only my personal opinion, I suddenly do not recommend it to customers that they drink cocktails for the first time.

Gin - Gini's sharp spiciness and the unique flavors and flavors of dried vermouth are the result of choosing the drinker.

However, it is also true that if the customer wants it, he does not have the option of not making it.

"But when I heard that story, I thought,

"Yes?"

And I was just circling my head wondering how I was going to explain [Martini], and the guy goes on.

Waiting for his words, he twisted that beautiful face funny and told me.

"I asked the cocktail if the 'king' was alone."

Just a little bit, I felt the color of the provocation was mixed.

While I push that hunch, I try to wait for the man's words gently.

"... you say?

"Even if it's decided. Assuming there's only one king in the cocktail world, what a narrow world that is."

"… narrow, is it the world"

A narrow world. In other words, a boring world. A world without depth, something like that.

I see, from him, the current situation that 'kings' already exist in cocktails that should have been born recently.

That's why I think I've seen the 'ceiling' in this short time.

All the while, inside the counter, invisible to men, he held his fist.

"Yes, sir."

"Hmm?"

I'll return the word when I accept the order.

Besides, the man continued his words with a voice as if he had clapped out.

"You're a cocktail associate, aren't you? Do you have any objections?

"Yes, I have objections. But it's not the bartender's job to bump into objections to your opinions"

I won't break a gentle smile until the end.

Cocktails have endless possibilities. At least that's what I believe.

But what's the point of telling the person who came to the store today, in words?

There will be things to do before I run out of words.

"We will answer your questions about your cocktail with a cocktail"

To my proclamation, the beautiful man narrowed his eyes again, looking funny.

"I mean, the king is not alone," he said?

"Depends on the definition, yeah"

Indeed, the king of cocktails, [Martini] may be the only one who has a common understanding with

But men's words today can be simply denied.

"We will hurry and prepare another 'king'"

What a nasty word to say for yourself to prepare a king.

But it was the beautiful men who started playing with words.

I solemnly respond to it in a cocktail.