'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

Dog ear campaign

We only wrote down a brief note to Corsica, and we moved the place to Easy's.

Because I needed Rye and Mr. Oyaji to hear my opinions.

They honestly rejoiced at our return (although there were differences in treatment between people), and then explained that they had come here for a reason.

"So, kid. What are you talking about?

Mr. Oyaji, who was preparing lunch at noon, tells him to hurry.

Perhaps I can't bear to fall out during cooking. It's a handful.

"First of all, it's from a prerequisite. Mr. Oyaji, is the kitchen adequately staffed?

"... enough. I've been spinning around here all by myself since I started."

"... so, but you seem busy these days, don't you?

"Hmm. If that's what you look like, isn't your eye bad?

Mr. Oyaji stares at me hard, purposefully hateful.

"Father... don't be so weird."

"Honestly."

Were you struck by the condition of his father? My two daughters take a look at Mr. Oyaji.

Mr. Oyaji said as he turned his back, looking like the rash had gotten worse.

"... well, I'm not lying about wanting just a little manpower"

Anyway, if you don't come in from denial against me, you don't seem to mind.

I had a mild bitter laugh "haha" and moved on.

"That's a suggestion. Would you like to hire this Bergamo?

"Ah?"

"Huh?"

To my proposal, Mr. Oyaji looked at me as if he suspected me, and Bergamo seemed incomprehensible.

"You say things are going well, don't you? Ex-brobbers, right?

"That's why. I don't think he's going to do anything wrong anymore because I know why he did it."

"How can you say all that?

"Because it's hard to believe that a person who cares more about his sister than I do, even though he's known to have a sister, can be a murderer."

I saw Bergamo in the stream.

Come on, just tell me what you think.

"Ah, oh. I will not avenge my gratitude to my sister's benefactor."

He snorts only one whilst bewildered.

Well, the roots aren't bad people, and if you do something, you bounce directly to your sister.

In a disgusting way, I can't say enough that when something goes wrong, we won't harm our sister in retaliation against him.

Grace and weakness. Good will and malice will bind his actions.

"But that won't be much punishment."

Viola pinched her mouth as she listened.

"That's what I'd do if a guy like this came here again? Are you going to increase the number of employees each time?

"No. Or one more thing, I want Bergamo to do. That's what it's all about."

What Viola said is what I really cared about the most.

In the first place, why did this robbery happen?

Why 'potion' desire, not 'gold', and robbery has happened.

That's because the information in this store hasn't exactly reached the hierarchy where Bergamo lives.

I'm done with this.

He didn't know that this store was "two copper coins" for any 'cocktail'.

The amount to be set aside is' thousand yen 'by my conversion. There will be nothing out of reach.

If I had known in the first place, I would have asked for help from the beginning, not a robbery.

In other words, that's what Bergamo and his standard of living are all about, I can tell you.

The story of this store does not penetrate the hierarchy correctly.

So what should we do?

"Preventing the recurrence of robbery needs to be well known. So I'm going to take advantage of Bergamo's connections and run a thorough campaign to reach those people who are supposed to want to help."

Then I told him what the campaign was about.

It begins with Bergamo.

Ask him, as punishment, to call one or more friends and acquaintances as' guests' each day.

That is the first step towards' well known '.

But that doesn't end there.

That's how the 'friend guests' brought in would be poorer than the regular in this store.

I'll come up with a plan to get them to repeat that.

One is the 'half price cocktail' offer that day I came as a friend of Bergamo.

The other is the 'half price cocktail' offer for both of us when a friend of Bergamo brings a new friend as a host next time.

In short, if you bring me a new one, I can drink 'cocktails' for half the price each time.

You can drink any cocktail for 500 yen.

If you make the store known to acquaintances outside the store in order to do so, then the inside of this store will be known.

Sui originally wanted to save it. To the poor.

"So you are. I'd like to see that campaign for a month or so. In the meantime, Bergamo even asks people to keep calling. If you can't call me, no pay for that day. Only bribes come out. How about that?

I saw Mr. Oyaji, Sui, Rai, Viola, and Bergamo.

Each one of them is surprised, worried, impressed or frightened.

He had a complicated look on his face.

"... well, I can think of that."

The first person to state his thoughts was Sui.

She was asking my opinion in the affirmative.

"From one Bergamo case, I've been thinking. How do I get the information right to people who want to" save "me?"

"... I agree. Because I don't like this anymore."

Sui slipped out and got on with my plan.

Originally, this proposal was planned with her thoughts fully extruded.

If Sui is against it, there is no way to do it.

"What happens to profits? I'm sorry to say this, but half the price is good. The store stops walking."

It was Mr. Oyaji who showed the difficulty.

Sure, it hurts a lot to think about it normally and rose the 'half price'.

But that can be survived by limiting the campaign to 'cocktails' alone.

"It does hurt, but if it's just a 'cocktail', it won't even split the cost by half. Profit margins go down gnarly, because they're not the kind of people who would spend that much money originally. I'll split it with a well-known month."

"So you're not going to settle down as a guest?

"Even once a month, if you'll come when I remember, it's enough. Most importantly, the aim is to prevent the recurrence of 'robbery'."

To my answer, Mr. Oyaji still looked difficult.

I get the logic, but I guess I still don't want to welcome the big way.

"Father. Please"

"... sui"

"I want to reduce the number of people who could not be saved without knowing this place"

…………

Sui was looking at Mr. Oyaji with serious eyes.

Mr. Oyaji had a sad look there, he said.

"... ok. We'll see how it goes in a month. Be prepared to get a little rough during that campaign. Poor people aren't all well-behaved."

"… I remember the liver"

"If there's a problem, you should be prepared to use it, too."

Mr. Oyaji said that and pointed at my hip 'gun'.

I don't want to use it if possible. In order not to, we will have to be careful.

"Okay."

"Lai Lai"

And Oyaji, who was thought to be the biggest wall, was also in a bystander position.

Later, Rye, Bergamo and the other two immediately raise their voices.

"I'm not sure it's hard, though. If your sister says she's good, I think she's good."

Rye said honestly that he didn't think much of it and immediately agreed that

"... I'll do anything you want. I was originally a bartender. Take that to such a warmth, there's no reason to kick it"

Bergamo agreed, without one or two.

When that happens, only Viola will remain.

As everyone's gaze gathered, Viola glanced sharply at me, confirming her will.

"I don't know how you're gonna get lucky."

"Oh. There are pros and cons. I think so."

"When you do something big, you don't know what the impact will be. When something happens, you're the one taking responsibility."

"I know."

After confirming his will that far, Viola said after staring at Bergamo.

"... Still, what if it happens again?

"... think then, then"

Indeed, this is a temporary measure. Do that. Note that there is no guarantee anywhere that a robbery like Bergamo will not happen.

But still, robbing for 'potion' - I just don't want that mistake to happen again.

Just look at Sui sideways once, I swear to Viola.

"If the danger is imminent on Sui because of my thoughts, I will help you responsibly."

So Viola leaned down to contemplate and put out one finger.

"Then one. Put surveillance on this man. I come to investigate regularly. At that time, if something was wrong, I would capture him without respite. Ready?"

"... no problem"

Taking my word for it, Viola smiled kindly.

"Then it's good. It's not really about me pinching my mouth if it ends with an indication... Shit."

"What then?

"Oh. Let's just say that in your way, his sins will be judged."

Viola also finally acknowledged this proposal.

I gut pose on the inside.

When the air, which was strained by tension, was lifted, the breath of relief was also leaking from the humans around him.

I don't know what to do, see Bergamo.

Look at the dog ears popping out of its head.

Pong, said clapping his hand.

"All right, let's name this campaign the 'Dog Ear Campaign'"