'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

It's been roughly two weeks since I've been in this world.

No, let's be precise.

Tomorrow, just two weeks.

I mean, tomorrow was' open 'day.

Over the past two weeks, I have continued my efforts to familiarize myself with this world. I helped Mr. Oyaji's shop, and I observed the market and kept looking for ingredients.

I'm not going to neglect my efforts for tomorrow. I should have done what I could.

But...

"... you can't sleep"

I get myself out of the futon and change my bedclothes quietly.

Finally, I borrowed most of the clothes I was wearing from Mr. Oyaji. It's a little big, but it's not like I can't wear it.

If it's physical, the time is already past three. It's time for Mr. Oyaji's shop, which always opens until the date is changed, to be quiet. Most importantly, he took the day off from the store to prepare us, so it's only natural for him to be quiet.

I'm already ready. I've got all the equipment I need, and I've finished arranging the bottles. No major modification was necessary as we are reusing the counter that was originally on the edge of 'Easys'.

So after I was done prepping, I picked up a light dinner in this house and got into the floor early.

Both Mr. Oyaji's words of encouragement and Rye's words of support were well received.

Yet drowsiness never comes.

"... for a little while, okay"

I walked out of the house softly so I wouldn't make a sound.

In a glass with ice, cut the zinc ─ ─ 'Ginipotion' by 45 ml.

Then, drop only 15 ml of lime juice.

Steered gently and I put it in my mouth.

The scent of gin coming in through my nose spreads all the way through my mouth.

The acidity of the lime adds to the spiciness of the gin, as the lime leans against it and then each other claims.

There is no impression that either comes first, and their aftertaste is mixed [Gin Lime] with a distinctive, sharp sharpness.

The sweetness of the lime, not found in the lemon, pulled just a little after at the end.

It's a strong, sour, and easy cocktail.

Too strong for a sleeping drink, but I was just as drunk as this.

Most importantly, it's the potion that I'm drinking right now, so the intoxication I feel is strictly different.

"Can't sleep?

I was standing alone at the counter in the dark, and there's a girl's voice.

The girl looked radiant among the dim shops where only one light was turned on. Fact its characteristic blue hair, like the moon in the night sky, was slowly floating in the light.

Sue sits at the counter and continues to say things, not long before I respond.

"'Master', a glass of the same thing for me"

"Is that good? This is a pretty powerful one."

"It's okay. Same, because I want to drink it."

"I did, 'Owner'"

We deliberately called each other in a formal role and laughed bitterly.

Usually, when making [Gin Lime], add cut lime. But the order is the same thing. And more importantly, it's troublesome to take out a knife. Lyme decided to finish it with juice.

"Thank you for waiting. [Jin Lime]."

"Until the end, he said he wasn't willing to call me Gini"

"You have no choice. It's called" Gini ", but the name of the cocktail is" Gin. "

To Sui's point, overlap the appropriate excuses.

Half my heart. I'm used to it and I can't do anything about it.

Sui put his mouth on the offered cocktail and broke his cheeks.

"... I've always thought that potion stock was just hard to drink. After all, the whole thing just adds a hand, and that's all that's changed."

Honest praise, pleasant but illuminating.

I humbled myself to misunderstand.

"No, I'm not. Originally, the flavor was here. It's just that the preconceived notion of 'medicine', and the idea of 'ease of drinking' first, kept away the idea of preference for 'potion'."

Not all liquor was created as a preference from the beginning.

It's a coincidence at first.

Brewed liquor is produced by ingredients such as grapes under the liquor and the action of microorganisms. The discovery was probably a coincidence.

However, to move from brewing liquor to the next step, it is necessary to go through a process called 'distillation'.

On Earth, they've made advances in alchemy research, the technology.

But unfortunately, in this world, that was completely unusual.

Everything you can do with alchemy can be done with magic.

What it means is that the range of alchemy advances is narrow.

In this world, distilled liquor exists only in simple ways.

And even that, it's made using magic.

Alcohol is inherently a "hassle drink" made using special methods.

Let's make it magically easy. No one can be enthusiastic there, no one can keep trying and making mistakes.

The only people who are there are those who magically found a way to do the distillation and those who remember it.

In such an environment, how many humans are passionate about brewing liquor, especially distilled liquor?

As a result, no distilled liquor has developed in this world.

What Mr. Oyaji gave me to try and drink clearly tasted terrible. It's cluttered, it's not sophisticated, and even if it's 'alcohol', I don't want to call it 'booze'.

But God has not abandoned this world.

Because it is trying to give us the entertainment of 'drinking' in the form of 'potions', from a completely different aspect of it.

If that's the case, I think.

There is no distilled liquor. There's a potion instead.

Then the problem that remains is people.

"Will a potion-drinking culture spread properly?"

Sui turned her eyes round to my vomiting, weak-sounding remarks.

"What's going on? Even though that's always the sum of pushing the 'cocktail' forcefully"

"If you drink it, I'm going to be confident that you'll admit it. But really, I was wondering if I could change the world. I can make my dreams come true."

My mundane weakness. I've been trying not to think about it before, and that leaked out for some reason.

"What if the potion, after all, can't be admitted? What if no one drinks for me tomorrow? Then I..."

From time to time, I didn't think about that.

But the day before the opening, that anxiety brought to my mind with Mukumuk.

When I was working in Japan, that feeling came back to life.

No matter how delicious the cocktails are, no one will ever come.

"Total, Cheers"

The quiet voice of Sui. In front of me, a girl was lifting a glass.

"Oh."

I reflexively matched the glass in my hand.

Kachiri and modest sounds echo in a store where no one.

After that, the girl looked at the glass in her hand and stirred it up all at once.

"... a treat"

"... stop it, it's not liquor you're worried about."

I speak out worried, but Sui stares at me with a cheerful face.

"It's okay, because I'm not drunk when it's potion"

"... but yeah"

"Drink your whole life."

Sui hung up on my advice and asked for it with a set eye.

It bothers me a little, but I got ready too and drank out [Jin Lime], which is still more than half of it.

Quite a few degrees suddenly, he comes into the body and burns his throat.

I'm used to it, so I can't get rid of it, but I couldn't wipe away the feeling of waste.

"So what the hell kind of ritual is this?

When asked for sincerity in response to his request, Sui seeped a slight tenderness in his expression.

"I owe you a toast tomorrow."

Foreclosure?

Sui added that my question was on his face.

"Tomorrow's great success, instead of that toast. Total anxiety, because I drank them all up"

Sui waves the glass. The sound of Karan rang lightly.

Among them was only the limp and cold ice. There was nothing in it, no anxiety, no fear, no tension or pride.

Something that should have been there, they've all been dried up by Sui.

The girl becomes just a little bit more adept after that.

"So, just now, the total drank away my anxiety. Right?"

"... oh. Right. Thanks, Sue."

After I said it, I shook the glass to match Sui too.

I was just a little overwhelmed by this girl's clumsy care.

At the same time, I strongly disgraced myself until just now.

I wonder why you didn't notice. I'm a bartender disqualified.

I'm here because I can't sleep because I'm anxious.

Then isn't it natural that Sui, who was awake in the same way, feels the same?

I couldn't have noticed that.

Not even, she saw through my feelings and comforted me first.

I stirred up the glass again with nothing in it. This is a ritual for swallowing yourself that you regret so much.

"Sui, tomorrow, let's do our best"

I told her in my utmost vanity.

"Yeah. Tomorrow, nice to meet you"

Sui, against, said delightfully, slightly distorting his lustrous lips.

The anxiety that was obsessed in his chest had disappeared surprisingly beautifully.

By now, it must be a fit when it's digested in Sui's stomach.

Now I think I'm going to get some sleep today, that's what I felt.

Maybe to each other.

And tomorrow, the first trial begins.