'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

Then, until Sui woke up, he had a little public talk with Viola.

I woke up. Sui asked me what I was talking about, but I don't have a particular topic to answer.

The way back in the woods, demons were also adults compared to the way they went.

The presence of dragongrass was probably also responsible for the recent activation, which was putting pressure on forest creatures.

Return straight to the town of Tripp and briefly explain the situation.

I took the inn (except for my room, naturally) and the next morning, first thing I knew, I was in the carriage and I went back to Easy's.

The carriage home was quite quiet.

Sometimes I get tired compared to going.

But when I loosened my mind that I had achieved my purpose, my worries came to mind as soon as I could.

All the more so because you don't have to be forced to tense and inspire in preparation for battle.

There is still some time between the reprieves that Sui speculated.

But sickness means you don't know what's gonna happen.

"Bergamo, are you there?

I knock on the door of a cabin that I've only been to once.

A footstep called Dotadota was heard from inside, and Bergamo quickly turned up.

"The pills!? Did you get the pills?!?

The opening is the best. Bergamo said in a hurry at the look on his face.

"Oh, get..."

"Then hurry up! My sister's looking weird!

"What?"

As it was, me and Suey, and the viola that was following us, walked into the cabin so we could get our hands pulled.

As I rushed into the bedroom, the girl I saw the other day was sweating a lot with a groan of bitterness.

"When I woke up this morning, it was already like this! Aren't you going to be okay until tomorrow!?

I can see Bergamo's impatience.

But that's the same for us.

Sui rushed over to Corsica, closing his eyes and putting his hand on its forehead.

Spirit of all things. Give me that eye. Give me that eye.

Sui made the look painful as soon as she spoke.

"What do you think!?

"Calm down!

Bergamo asks Sui with grasping momentum.

Corsica, who used to crave her brother, has no sign of waking up.

On her behalf, I hold Bergamo's body back.

"The medical condition is rapidly deteriorating. I think my strength drained me and my resistance dropped more than I expected."

"Is it dangerous!?

"I'm going to prescribe the 'Coantro fruit' now, and if it works, 'potion', I can't do anything long - total!

Sui called me with a chopped look.

I can see that it has apparently become quite dangerous.

My heart is beating fast with dokundokun in case of an emergency.

That said, the moment I saw the look on Sui's face, I had already decided to be ready.

The symptoms of Corsica, in addition to the poison of the earth snake, are lack of magic.

And the magic you're losing is' Tayla ',

The designated material is "Coanthro".

The 'coanthro' of special effects alone is not enough to solve the symptoms.

The "Tayla" that replenishes it combines to be the first medicine to solve it.

Inevitably, the answer is required.

"Bergamo! I'm gonna rent the kitchen!

"Oh, oh!

After accepting, I leave the room once and head to the kitchen.

I glanced over at the tidy kitchen and got all the equipment I needed.

Knives, slabs. Besides, I also checked the condiment placement.

When that is done, remove some ammunition from the pouch and chant on the slab.

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

Immediately afterwards, the ammunition that was being removed varies.

Equipment such as shakers, major cups and bar spoons.

A jar filled with liquid and a cage filled with lime fruit, ice - and 'coantro fruit'. They are all ingredients.

I'll start by looking at the affordable glass and putting it on the slab.

Usually wipe it with a cloth, but omit it and immediately move on to action.

The prepared knife was washed with water and then the lime was cut off.

Looks like it was well maintained and a sharp knife. Cut lime to one-sixth size without any particular difficulty.

Remove the white part of the center and hold the lime in your right hand and a glass in your left hand.

Place the lime incision on the edge of the glass, turn the lime and glass opposite, around.

Lime juice was attached to the glass.

I don't have time to be polite. I take the 'salt' out of the kitchen condiment holder while I give up it's a little compromise.

Rigorously, punch it over a non-damp slab and cover the salt with a glass.

As a result, salt adhered to the glass of lime fruit juice.

The salt adorned the circumference of the glass is like snow makeup.

But not if you're impressed with it.

There is no freezer to cool the glass, so I moved straight to the next task.

Prepare a shaker to process the two materials in sequence.

30 ml of 'Taylor Potion'.

Squeeze the chopped lime, add juice and add 15 ml of fruit juice.

Of course, this can't be the end of it.

Cut the 'fruit' with a knife, then go to the major cup to convey the sashimi,

"Coanthro" was also squeezed 15 ml.

Once those ingredients are in place, gently steer to see the flavor.

Decide no problem, fill the shaker with ice, and cover it.

And if you tighten it tight to slap the slab, it's time for a shake.

Shakashaka, this sound is often imputed that

But as far as I'm concerned, it sounds like "Lacacon, Lacacora".

Its rhythm is accurate, and its motion has no madness of dimensions.

If it were to change, the ice condition, the temperature relationship, and the contents of the liquid itself.

It is those differences that make a difference in rhythm and make the bartender think about how to shake it.

But only today, there is no need for difficulty.

Just like always, just believe in your senses and shake them.

Loosen the regular shaker sounds gradually, just in time, cut.

The liquid I was able to do was a little lost, but I decided not to pour it on this occasion.

Grab a glass and step into the bedroom. Sui had already taken a standby.

He sits next to Corsica and reaches out to me now or now.

After I handed her the glass, I tried so hard not to move it, I poured the contents out of the shaker.

In a glass edged with salt, a thin white liquid is poured.

I took great care not to let the salt wash away. That's it.

The glass is not cold, and the salt is applied appropriately, but it is not allowed.

"[Margarita]."

Perhaps it was my fault, but the words, Corsica's lid, I felt it move victoriously.