'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

When me and Sui (still in a bad mood) went back to the store, Oyaji, who had interrupted the cooking and was preparing for lunch, almost showed up from the kitchen.

Mr. Oyaji first found Sui and broke his face slightly, then looked at me that followed and looked less interesting.

"Kid. How'd it go?

But he still cares about the results, and Mr. Oyaji asks that first.

"Of course, I succeeded. Refrigerator freezer - 'cold table' secured."

"... seriously."

When I bragged, Mr. Oyaji kept his mouth open.

"I'll give Mr. Oyaji a drink next time, too. A delicious' carbonated drink '."

"... Hmm. I don't..."

"Well, I'll stop"

"You didn't say you didn't need it!

In my words, Mr. Oyaji changes his expression to corny.

Though stubborn, the roots seem to be honest.

"But often the 'drone' admitted to the conversation."

Mr. Oyaji said to impress. Is it such an amazing thing?

"I didn't just admit it. I've even had an" exclusive contract "with a" drone "girl."

"Huh!?

When Sui complained in a pale and grumpy manner, Mr. Oyaji put his face closer to me so that he could eat and hang more.

He suddenly smiled and slapped Pong and my shoulder after he looked at me like he was staring at me.

"Right or right. Does the kid prefer 'The Robot'? Right. Right."

"Yes?"

If I can't keep up with the sudden change of attitude, Mr. Oyaji's words continue.

"You will, you will. My swim is definitely cute, but I don't have a bit of love for it. I'm tired of being with you, and I wouldn't be attracted to you. Yeah, but you should say hello to that 'droid', too. Don't get your hands on Sui. What?"

Apparently, he was relieved of some mistake.

He looks like his real father didn't make Sui look funny either.

I answered seriously, trying to figure out the misunderstandings.

"It's not that kind of relationship. I just thought we always needed the power of the drone to do the bar ahead of us. He's a boat crossing."

If you think you're a challenged man here, you won't be trusted in future management.

That's why I needed to be clear.

In addition to that, the mood of Sui, which is about to explode, needs to be fixed thoroughly.

I said straight to Sui, grinning softly.

"And Sui, I sure don't have any affection, but she's attractive enough. I like the jewel-like hair, the smooth, long hands and feet, and the little smile that floats in my expression."

So don't look like that, fix your mood.

I don't know how far you read my words.

Sui still swelled her cheeks slightly, while turning red as illuminated,

More power caged in Mr. Oyaji's hand holding my shoulder.

There he is! Ouch! Ouch! Super painful!

I'm trying to dress you up and make you laugh like you can afford it, but it hurts so bad!

Mr. Oyaji, I'm serious. You're seriously coming to crush me!?

Please, Sui, just do something about this situation before my sales smile disappears!

Sui opened her mouth slightly, hesitating to make my wish work.

"... thanks"

Oops.

I don't know what to say in response to a straightforward thank you.

The only thing I can say is that its snowmelting Sui expression is very 'cute'.

Sounds like Mr. Oyaji's face, which is turning red in a different way, is very 'scary'.

Or is this a broken shoulder anymore? No? Because of you?

"So, that's why Mr. Oyaji. Come on, this, hands, right? Will you let me go?

"Oh? That's good, kid. You can get along with me a little bit."

"We're good friends, but you're in the way of making cocktails on boulders any more!

No, really, didn't I say xyxy? I'm telling you, right?

Are you gonna cry?

Is that good? Big adults cry, but good?

"Father, stop"

"Hmm."

Before my patience reached its limit, Mr. Oyaji let go with a single voice from Sui.

I feel a blunt sensation in my shoulder, but that means it's my fault, right?

I've got things to do, but I'm not going to be in the hospital for a month.

"... do you want to discuss this specifically with us? While you're eating."

Mr. Oyaji said, after glancing at me, he went back to the kitchen.

I want to. When a good man is gone, that's all the shop feels wide.

Like filling that distance, Sui strokes my shoulder when she gently approaches me.

"I'm sorry, father, because I haven't been able to leave my daughter at all. It's like I don't like guys approaching us."

"No, I don't know how you feel, but... Hmm?" We "?

"Is that it? Didn't I tell you?

Do what?

I didn't even have to ask back.

"I'm home! Sister, here comes a customer or something!? You're not coming! I knew it!

One girl was running loud and rude when she opened the store door with a bat of butter.

The hair is red.

It is red, reflecting the sea sky, as opposed to the clear blue of Sui.

However, height and appearance age are very similar to Sui.

Probably not away with three years.

The body looks more feminine in Sui. Rather than that, I have the impression that the red-haired girl doesn't have a lot of places to leave.

That girl, more expressive than Sui, has noticed my presence after shouting and asked indignantly.

"Uh, who is it?

I answered that straightforward reaction with confusion.

"... I'm the Evening Mist General. For the record, I'm going to run a store with Sui."

"... hmm"

The red-haired girl, leaving only that reaction, inexorably approaches me and sees me as a dildo.

The girl's round, big eyes politely manifest her suspicion.

The one whose eyes say things as much as their mouths.

Eventually, the color of those eyes changed clearly.

Hostility.

"I'm Rye. I'm Rye Vermut."

The red-haired girl, Rye, walked right between Sui and me and ran her mouth clear.

"I'm not going to fool your sister!

I wonder what kind of answer I gave to words like that declaration of war.

Anyway, it seemed like there was a lass boss left at the bar opening.