'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"So, that's all you got to say? Kid."

The man even looked grumpy, pimping his forehead.

I'm pretty freaked out on the inside, but I still say it clearly.

"Yes, I don't know what kind of beverage they serve in your store, but I'm confident the 'cocktails' I made taste better. So let me make you a drink here."

The location is exactly the same in the store as earlier.

The difference is that there's an extra middle-aged man on this scene right now who's as hard as a bear besides me and Sui.

His name is Fren Vermut.

He is the father of Sui here and at the same time the owner of the dining room 'Easy's'.

And I'm just negotiating with the owner.

Time to serve meals there, let me make drinks at this' Swiss potion shop '.

Mr. Oyaji stares me in the eye.

It's like a man who doesn't know how to handle his own daughter, and he's angry with her.

... that. That definitely fits.

On second thought, a stranger and his daughter witnessed the situation alone, and the daughter told the man, "I want to change the contents of the store for this guy" or something.

As if to affirm my imagination, Mr. Oyaji slapped cancer and the table and yelled.

"Sleep well. No, you fucking man! I'll make you regret what you were born to do!

I correct my spine on that too much sword screen.

But I won't back down.

When I worked at the bar, there were countless things like customers getting mad at me.

In a week of work, I'll never forget a drunken guest telling me 'I'm going to kill you'.

Compared to that, the other person is rational. Maybe there should be a lot of room for conversation.

"I also know you can't believe what you're saying. So just once, drink..."

"Ugh! Get out of my sight, or I'm gonna hurt you!

But my daughter's endangered father wouldn't listen to me.

Mr. Oyaji snorted and disappeared into the kitchen, saying it was for planting.

Later I finally drop off my shoulder where I can no longer see it.

"... a negotiated breakdown"

"That's why I told you. Father, he's stubborn."

When I sighed, Sui was watching.

Whatever you do, you can't take this place off.

As a matter of course, Sui probably doesn't have the money to open a new store either.

But we need a store to get to the bar.

What's more, if something called potion sickness is similar to alcohol sickness, the Guests inevitably become adults who come to drink at night.

This dining room is an excellent point given that.

It is a project that cannot be removed in order to make the name of the "cocktail" known.

But the results are just the same.

"Why wouldn't you just admit it like that?

I twisted my head to a tougher rebellion than I could have imagined.

I was certainly thinking of the possibility of not getting through properly. But I didn't expect you to listen to me that way unilaterally.

When Sui heard the word, he gave the answer.

"... that's right. I think it's because your father hates' potion shops' in the first place"

"Don't you like potion shops?

I was asking back for that whimsical conversation.

But Sui clogs the words a little.

And I tend to lean over, I said.

"... sorry. Not really, because it doesn't matter, is it good now?

"Okay."

Even if I didn't know what it was, I knew it was important to them.

A lot of times you won't be able to talk to me whenever you meet me. No extra prying.

"Well, get your mind back on it. We have to do something."

Speak a little cheerful intentionally and think about what's to come.

At the moment, I can't talk to Mr. Oyaji unless he admits it somehow.

And you need to have a 'cocktail' to admit it.

Delicious' cocktails'.

Negotiations were a failure, but that may not help either.

Because there is something that is definitely missing here to make the cocktail more delicious.

On second thought. It should be easier to get ready to talk about it.

"Hey, sui. I'd like to ask you something." Refrigerator "or" Freezer "...... no, can you buy it in the first place with ice?

"Want to buy some ice?

In my words, Sui makes his eyes look stunningly crisp again.

But this is a dead and alive issue as a 'bar'.

In the first place, 'cocktails' are overwhelmingly 'cold drinks'.

Cold is a cocktail, and a cocktail makes it normal to be cold.

"That's what happened to the [screwdriver] earlier. 'Cocktails' taste better when they're cold, basically. That's even all kinds of drinks, isn't it?

"Oh, I see"

Sui nodded at my words.

Apparently, even in this world, there is a degree of recognition. Is that obvious?

"So 'refrigerator' and 'freezer'. I've heard of it. Machine."

"Do you have one!

"... to have, though... expensive"

"... expensive?

"expensive. Very expensive"

Sui's face, answering, didn't look very positive.

Says that the price of a machine is tight, while its performance is weak.

It seems that there is no choice because it is a different tool of thought than witchcraft in the first place, and few people are making it. At least he wants to buy it and says it's not something he can buy right away.

I ask that much and ask a few thoughts.

"So how's it going with the preservation of ingredients? You know, when you chill."

"Cool with ice. How could it be the magic of freezing or the magic of preventing corruption? After that, it's normal to save food."

"I see. Will it"

When it comes to magical culture, isn't it strange that I've ever relied on machines to do it magically?

But that can be difficult. In a world where you can magically freeze things when you need them, I don't think machines that freeze things are prevalent in the end. Even if its essence is preservation.

I don't care what I do for the moment because I chill it with ice, I need to resolve it quickly.

"Okay. First of all, we need to secure the ice. Is there a deal in this store, too? I used to buy ice a few times a week at a shop I worked in."

"Right. Your father must have bought it every few days for the sake of saving it. I'm sure there was a delivery today."

I heard good things about that.

If ice is available, it means that a cocktail made of simple ingredients is not a problem with 'shakes'.

It's this world without cocktails.

I'll never let you tell me you tasted like my cocktail.

"Well, I'll have to get Mr. Oyaji to have a cocktail somehow."

In the end, the biggest wall will be there.

I think about the attitude earlier. I can't help but say that he doesn't like 'potion shops'.

But if you're denied without drinking on that grounds, there's no hitter here either.

"Then it's okay. Because I have an idea."

When I roared hmm, Sui raised his hand softly.

"Is that true?

Sui snorted and then stared at me.

And in a quiet voice, entrust your thoughts to me.

"Because I believe you. He said he would convince your father."

Those eyes were anxiously shaking behind their backs with words.

So I nodded clearly to reassure her.

"I'll take care of it. Take a sip and I'll make you admit it."

When I answered, Sui gave a reassuring grin.

"Instead, can you tell me your taste preferences or something? I want to go as safe as I can."

"... hey, that's not cool"

After looking at me just a little bit, Sui also laughed funny this time.

The battle will be at the arrival of 'Ice Shop', where Mr. Oyaji shows his face.