Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

Dalya and Wolfe went down the road as they circled shops dealing in glass products and ceramics.

Every store had many beautiful vessels, but I can't find anything called this.

What I want is a bigger 'swallow' than a pork mouth for East sake (Azumaki).

I tried holding something that I thought was beautiful, but the feeling didn't stick and I was lost.

It was a long lasting shopping area, but as we progressed, there were just a few fewer people.

In addition to the store, there are many warehouses and office-like buildings. Shortly after, the shopping area seems to be over and out on the road leading to the harbor.

"Sounds like a specialty liquor store here."

The only thing on the black sign on the wall, an old wooden little shop, is the faint white lettering of the 'liquor vessel'.

The entrance drawer is open, but there is no cloth to call in or decorated product.

"Looks like it's in the back. Let's go try it."

Following Wolfe through a dim passage, it followed in a soft spilled store of light.

A white thin cloth is draped in front of the window, weakening the strong light just fine.

There is a loose breeze flow and it is cool in the store. Probably using a combination of ice demon stone and cold fan.

Not so many, but every step of the black shelf was lined with virtues, swallows, and pork mouths.

"There you are."

The old man, who would be the shopkeeper, was walking on a rug between the boards in the back. Its clothes are loose blue long clothes, a shape that we don't see much of in this country.

As far as bright white hair and mustaches go, it would be pretty old. Those black eyes look sleepy too.

"Hello"

"We only have sake (azuzuki) liquor vessels, but we don't have to buy them, so take your time"

To the two hesitant greetings, he returns his voice loosely and turns to a creased smile.

The shopkeeper stayed on his feet and continued his words.

"Take the vessel I was wondering about. Otherwise, I don't know the compatibility."

"Let me do that."

It was Wolfe who answered.

A light meeting brings me straight to the shelf. Darya followed suit.

There are few flashy or bizarre objects, and there are many shaped vessels that seem easy to use.

I tried to get some of the vessels I was interested in trying, but they were all familiar.

I have eyes on the glassware because of the heat here.

The thing that bothered me the most was the clear glass, swallowing with a few red lines and a dark blue line as well.

It is quite thick if lifted and strikes the belly of your fingers well. Wolfe on the side was equally sure.

"This is beautiful. It calms me down."

"I liked this too. Shall I make this one? Do you want to go?

"I don't know, I drink a lot."

"If you want to drink a lot, I would also recommend 'one bite'."

When was it moving, the shopkeeper was behind Wolfe's diagonal.

"'One mouth (kataki)'?

There is a vessel similar to the larger glass at the store owner's fingertips.

The difference is that there is a pouring mouth on the edge of the vessel and the part holding it depicts a subtle curve.

The glass, which is a little thick, contains opaque lines by the way, and that is the beautiful pattern.

Pretty big, a glass and a half is going to come in.

Wolfe has a pretty fast pace of booze.

Though it may be good to drink it by pouring it into a swallow while increasing the fragrance with one mouthful.

I don't know how to drink alcohol, so I don't mind pouring it directly from the bottle into a large glass.

Still, one sip in front of me (Kakatsuki) was what a tasty, good shape it was.

Fortunately, the three combined are cheaper than the budget I had in mind.

When Darya tried to ask the store owner for accounting, Wolfe moved to be pulled to the edge of the shelf.

"There's also a metal liquor bowl in the East Wine."

"Is that tin?

A palatable soft silver colour is embellished at the far end of the shelf.

The little round swallowing on a laid black cloth looks like a silver moon.

"I see silver glasses once in a while, but tin glasses?"

"I've heard the flavor melts. I've never used it before."

In this world, I've never seen tin utensils swallow before.

In previous life, my parents used it.

My father had sake or whiskey, and my mother, who didn't drink much, had diluted plum wine.

"I also recommend your tin utensils to Kan."

"Kan"?

"You mean East Wine Hot Sake or Soft Sake."

"Oh, is your daughter a better mouth? Tin utensils can also be used with hot water. At this time of year, I'd like ice under the vessel, chilled and cold liquor, though. If it's this booze, brandy will suit you."

From time to time, the store owner slowly explains it as he moves his wrinkly hands.

"It's just that tin utensils are soft, so when you force them hard, they distort. And don't freeze it with too much heat. Because tin changes. That goes with the way you treat your lover. You have to be polite and gentle."

"... that sounds quite difficult"

"That's why it tastes good. Wait a minute."

The old man, who then disappeared into the back door, returned with a glass virtue in just a few moments.

Let the two of you have a tin swallow and pour the clear liquor slowly.

The sound poured from the virtues of glass seemed terribly nostalgic to Darya.

"Thank you... this East Wine is transparent, isn't it?"

"It's" sake "from the East. Temperature control was difficult, and I finally got on the boat this year. Not much yet, but I'll advertise it because it's my country's booze."

Apparently the shopkeeper was born in the East.

The unique aroma of eastern liquor flowed, from swallowing to fingering, conveying the coolness of the liquor.

"Well, why don't we take a sip first, and then we'll just wait a little while?"

"Have a sip, are you waiting?

"Yes, a man decides to wait in silence for a woman to shop and change and make up."

Wolfe laughs bitterly at the serious tone of the shopkeeper.

Still, they both included only one sip of booze, tasted and drank slowly.

It has a pretty spicy clear flavour and hits the tongue straight.

After drinking it, there is only a slight bitterness for a moment, and the heat through my throat also feels stronger.

Now this tastes good, but those who are vulnerable to alcohol may be able to compete.

"I think this is delicious..."

"Right. But if you wait a little longer, it's different again. Oh, women shouldn't keep you waiting. Lady, this way, please."

"Thank you. Is this sugar candy?

"Oh, it's sugar-consolidated confectionery. I can't be too sweet, but I won't let you cut it because of what I like in the house. Why don't you try your brother?

"No, because I'm a little bad at sweets"

Wolfe just saw the white, horny confectionery and apparently had an imagination of the flavor.

Dariya softly mouthed the sweet sweet treat recommended.

The colour was white, with few corners, but the taste and texture were almost 'golden flat sugar'.

After a spicy drink, this sugar confection felt sweeter.

"Well, I guess it's time. Try it."

Once again, the vessel itself was colder than it had been earlier when the lips were aligned with the swallowing of the tin vessel.

The spicy taste remains the same, but the palate is different when it spreads in the mouth.

The liquor, which seemed a little rounded, was not bitter, but left refreshing through his throat.

"It's not like it's sweet, but it feels mellow"

"You can take a corner... I think this one tastes better, even with the same booze"

Wolfe holds up her mouth and stares at the silver swallow.

Apparently, he liked it.

"If this one tastes good, I guess it's 'right' for your brother"

However, this tin utensil is only a little better priced.

Nearly double the swallowing of the earlier glass combined with one bite.

"If you can buy me two of those tin utensils, I'll lower them by 30%. Brother, to have a drink with your sister, why don't you take off your skin?

"Let's take it off"

"Wolf!"

I accidentally called my name to the voice of the man who answered instantly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Were you a couple?"

"No, it's not a couple"

"I'm sorry I kept going. Old people shouldn't make a lot of mistakes. But the more time we spend together, the more it looks like. Friends, lovers, couples..."

The old man, narrowing his eyes and laughing, poured the remainder of the virtue, half to the swallowing of the two.

"You two are quite alike."