'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"What imitation?

The man in the escort was looking at me with clear eyes of doubt.

But the movement has stopped.

I guess it's because I wondered what metal appliances I took out.

The guests around them were quietly watching what was happening.

Gongora and Isotoma, who were set up to help, seem to care about what I do.

Why, I'm terribly calm right now.

What needs to be done is clear.

The rage in my chest is telling me what I want.

No wonder why it hasn't come to that idea before.

The "Ammunition" I can use is the "Magic" that came out of me.

And I only have the skill to make 'cocktails'.

Then it should have been natural to assume that the magic of 'ammunition' exists to make 'cocktails' 'ammunition'.

"The waves of life, the ancient intentions, what I seek is the appearance of my soul."

When I squeal, the [screwdriver] in the glass gives off a pale glow.

When it converged, in his hands, ammunition with a water-colored warhead had been produced.

"Ma, magic!?

A man shows a rush for a magical existence.

Originally, it was like they were afraid of Sui's existence. You'd be surprised if I, the unidentified, used unidentified magic.

The man was quick. Trying to get close to me quickly before they do something magically, trying to get over the counter.

But haste dulls judgment.

"Zuhh!

The counter where the man held his hand was littered with pieces of glass broken by Guinura.

If you get your hands on something like that, it's natural to be a jerk.

While the man was groaning, I quickly opened the cylinder and put a bullet in it.

And as the race of bartenders usually do, I decide to explain it to you.

"Do you know what kind of 'cocktail' [screwdriver] is"

Doubts seeped into the man's eyes. In the way that you don't understand what I'm going to say.

"The base is' vodka '- no,' vodta is 45ml ', just an easy cocktail to put it up with' orange juice '"

Along with that explanation, I thought of the taste of [screwdriver].

Gentle palate, orange juice sweetness and a punchy vodka alcohol.

By analogy, it's like a 'water' stream with gentle but intense pressure.

The word, the image.

Has that become a conductor?

From my fingertips to the bullet in the gun, quietly, surely, magic poured in.

A 'gun' in his hand roared dull to tell him he was ready.

"... Huh! Don't make me!

Guinura, who was watching how it went, raises her voice.

With that in mind, the man who had been taken aback finally returns to me.

Take a good look at the hand, avoid the glass, get over the counter and approach me.

But it's late.

I got up a hammer, screamed, pulled the trigger.

"This is the [screwdriver]!

Immediately after pulling the trigger, the hammer slaps the detonator.

From there, it was not a tall sound.

Don and the sound of shooting something out forcefully.

The explosion of magic struck the hidden power straight out of the muzzle.

What was emitted was a water-colored light bullet.

with tremendous momentum. It hit the body of a man who came straight towards the

It blew up.

What was created was an intense running of water.

An explosion of water, as if it had made the water cannon a hundred times more intense.

With that shock all around him, the man blew from the counter to the door at the entrance to the store.

Galan and the bell make a noise, and the man's body falls to the ground there zurli.

In the store quiet back to the sudden.

"Hey, hey, why would you want to 'magic' if you sealed Sui!?

A man from the escort was struck in one blow, and Guinura shook her voice in agitation.

I don't even feel the need to answer that.

Not in a hurry, walking out of the counter early, I made him say to Guinura.

"So, you did have an order, too, didn't you?

After I said it, I got my hands on a counter full of glass fragments.

I felt some pressure on the palm of my hand, but okay.

The connection from your hand is a condition for activation.

"The waves of life, the ancient intentions, what I seek is the appearance of my soul."

Specify a wide range of effects.

Just like wrapping a [daikiri] spread around the counter.

On the surface of the counter, a thin, sober light was born, gathered in my hands.

What was left in the palm of my hand was one round of ammunition with a red warhead.

I drained the [screwdriver] drugbox and put in a new [daiquiri].

"Ma, wait! I don't care what happens to Sui!?

Guinura shouted out in fear of my actions.

But at that time, Sui also takes action.

"Come on, let go!

"Yes!"

She bites into Guinura's arm to weaken the restraint. He poked at the gap for a moment, stomped on his feet, and walked himself out of restraint to show it.

Sui rushes up next to me. And pull a small wand out of his own pocket.

But I stopped it.

"Total?"

"Your order hasn't finished yet"

I leaned over to Guinura with a dark grin.

"Wait, I'm sorry! I'm not coming anymore! So forgive me!

"Oh, that's natural. So this is my personal problem."

I aim for Guinura and answer softly.

"You were dumped without a bite, [Daikiri] is pathetic, isn't it?

When I winked, Guinura sat out of her waist.

Slowly and gently, I told him.

"The way [Daikiri] is made is by -" 45 ml of salam "on the base," 15 ml of lime "and" 1 tsp of sugar "on the side ingredients, and" shake "it up."

I imagined [Daikiri] at the same time as I told him to talk.

Born in a hot area, the burning power of the ram.

Tighten it, the neat acidity of the lime.

A spoonful of sugar that gives it a warm cohesion there.

It is neat and easy to drink while having tremendous power.

If you like, a supple dragon breath with the power of Mount 'Fire'.

The word and the image trigger it.

From my fingertips, now the magic of fire poured in slowly.

Spread the signs of flames that are still going to explode, and the gun shudders bluntly as a bun.

"Ho, really, forgive me! Oh, yeah! If anything happens to me! My father and shop didn't shut up!

"Right. Then I'll tell you while I'm at it. Next time, come with dignity."

"Wait..."

I pulled the trigger just around his head, keeping a little distance open.

"[Dicky] Enjoy it."

Shortly afterwards, a firedragon emerged from the gunpoint.

Sprinkling with scorching heat and flames, Fire Dragon lets himself dance loosely.

And as he aimed, Fire Dragon headed straight for Guinura.

Little by little, as threatened, the Fire Dragon proceeds according to my will.

"Oh, oh, oh! Ahhhhhhh!"

Guinura wept and raised her voice.

In his eyes seeped fear and regret, despair and all that.

I'm sure you're repenting a lot.

Enough, okay?

I did one magic trick gently toward a firedragon stretching out of a gun.

"The waves of life, the ancient intentions, I set forth the appearance of this world."

Immediately after.

Fire dragons stretching out of the gun were wrapped in light and turned into a chunk (clump) of liquid at the center of his head.

It goes straight to Guinura's head - no, it's sucked into her mouth - as she first targeted it.

Guinura, who had a big mouth open, contained it all in her mouth.

Gokrigokri and, not allowed to rest, Guinura drank it up.

"... what do you think?

From Fire Dragon, ask for the thoughts of [Daikiri], who turned into the original liquid.

Guinura said, just one word, as she looked like she was about to cry.

"… delicious…………"

"Hi, thank you"

And to tell you just that, Guinura lost her mind with batshit.

I didn't know you were going to pass out 'Potion Drunk' even though you were the potion store's son.

I think I cleaned up the situation and exhale.

And finally, I was able to sort out the situation calmly.

Do it! Something really happened!

Or this is magic. That's it, he's a black magician.

No, I'm more of a demon gunner. This.

Even now, my body shivers at the phenomenon I've caused.

Rather than fear, with excitement.

That's when I realized that the people around me were looking at this one.

It caused all that noise. I need to put the place together as a bartender.

From a sense of responsibility, I hid my inner excitement and said it in a calm manner.

"I disturbed you. Continue to enjoy your meal."

The voice sounded in the store, which was quiet and

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

It generated a great deal of customer cheer.