'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

It's still a long way to go.

"... right"

When I saw the announcement of "White Oak," I was sighing alone.

I don't feel like relentless applause on the backs of those presenters who leave in a whim.

"Are you okay? What's going on?

A great deal of applause comes from around, everyone and everyone sends praises to 'White Oak' for its novel attempts and the 'potion' made from it.

Sui spoke to me, as she cared for me, one of whom was depressed.

How was the 'White Oak' potion?

A real object with a skillful completion and an easy-to-drink and deep flavour. The judges were also an admirable storm.

Only one owner of 'Aurantiaca', Heliconia, had 'still room for development' and had not let go and praised it.

Nevertheless, a progressive part of this will also make a significant contribution to the transport aspects of the potion.

At first, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that you suddenly jumped to the best award candidate.

That is why all the humans gathered here are excited.

And in it, I'm the one sinking in.

"No, I thought the road was far away"

I answered with a voice that seemed to disappear while I was looking away.

As sympathetic as Sui is, she encourages me.

"Well, I do have some amazing technology over there, but the total doesn't mean we lose anything..."

"No, I'm not. I don't care where you are."

"Hmm? So what's so far away?

"There's a way to 'whiskey'"

I guess you don't quite get the word I said. Sui was still leaning her neck.

To be clear, I was expecting too much.

The 'maturation' in the 'barrel' that 'White Oak' has put out did not reach the level I was looking for.

Barrel maturation is an element that must be present in the Earth's liquor.

For example, one of the most famous examples of alcoholic beverages aged in barrels is' whiskey '.

Whiskey is a distilled liquor made primarily from malt and cereals.

It has a variety of aromas and flavors depending on the brand, but what we have in common would be that its liquid has a beautiful amber color.

And that color is precisely what moves a little bit from the barrel over the years of maturation.

Of course, the time of maturation is not just a period of colouring, etc.

Over time, the flavor is mellow and the aroma changes glamorously.

'Barrel maturation' is an essential element in transforming 'whiskey' made as a new wine into a finer 'wine'.

Alcohol that ages in barrels has no leisure time.

Whiskey and brandy are not to mention, and many, even in various liqueurs and spirits, are packed in barrels and put to sleep for several years.

Tequila, for example, is famous for changing the way she calls it 'Reposado' or 'Anejo' depending on the period she put to bed.

There are also a wide variety of ways to do this. From the selection of wood, the number of uses, what was clogged before it, how many years to put to sleep, how to handle the interior, etc.

After countless trials and errors, each distillery found its own flavor and refined it over a long history, today's aging techniques were created.

At first glance, all whiskeys have similar amber colors.

But every one of them is a crystal of technology, and at the end of that drill there is the whiskey now.

If you compare each of the so-called "Scotch," "American," "Irish," "Canadian," and "Japanese" whiskies, you'll see how different they are.

And, even briefly, barrel maturation is complicated.

The three digits are so deep that the whisky brand alone counts lightly.

I can't tell you how familiar I am with it.

Coming from such a world, what I expected was potions like 'Twelve Years Stuffed in a Barrel'.

But what showed up on this occasion was a potion of 'pack it in a barrel for a month or so'.

It's more of a magical idea than maturation.

It was too small an achievement to call it maturation: "a potion that does not degrade, but rather increases, under the influence of magic from the barrel".

The main eye is only in "Potion Affinity with the Barrel" and not in "Deepening the Taste by Sleeping in the Barrel".

No, is that too much of a small achievement?

Maybe this moment is the beginning of 'whiskey'.

You'll need to come into contact with the 'White Oak' humans somehow.

"Suey. In the meantime, let's give it a shot at us. Barrel Aging"

I got back on my mind and made a suggestion about 'maturation' until then.

"... uh, that's good, but how long?

"Lightly give me about one large barrel, twelve years"

"Yeah. I can't"

My proposal was rejected without a single loving laugh. Right?

Next, the large barrels in this world have a capacity of approximately 500 litres.

Experiments in such quantities would just as well not forgive Sui.

"I mean. It's good to do it, but just packing it normally will degrade you, okay? White Oak has successfully aged wood and potion by identifying their magical suitability."

"Is there still a difference between" booze "and" potion "here?"

As always, it's a potion that only looks good halfway through what I'm trying to do.

If we can ask White Oak carefully about the results of the research around it, we may also open up new avenues.

"Well, okay. In the meantime, I'll go around the back and try to make contact with them."

"Huh? Don't you have to listen to the other announcements?

"Listen to me on my behalf."

With Sui's confused voice on his back, I asked him to come back and then I slipped out of the crowd wave.

I feel sorry for you, but now it's 'mature' first. "Barrel."

As I turned my back, the faces of "White Oak" almost appeared from the aisle leading to the stage.

A leading man with a well-done face, certainly a shopkeeper named Appalachian.

I did a little simulation in my head, and then I spoke to him.

"Um, excuse me!

"Hmm?"

Appalachian with an unexpected look at me.

I tried to get a friendly look on my face and said it first.

"It was a great announcement earlier! I'm very impressed!

"Hmm. I guess so. Anyway, it's the first technology in the world."

"Yes! Aging backwards with the influence of the barrel - I think that was exactly the only challenge Mr. 'White Oak' could make!

"Ho. Right. Thanks."

Upon hearing my thoughts, Appalachians bluntly softened their expressions. He looks not bad, even if he trivially glances at the look on the faces of other members.

Is the grasp okay?

"So what about you?

"Yes, I'm late for my application. I call myself Evening Mist Total. We are competing as the" Swiss Potion Shop "for this competition."

"... oh. You're the example."

My introduction clouded Appalachian's expression a little bit. Apparently, we know somewhat well that our potion was unusual.

But don't be frightened of that. Let me get rid of that image and you won't get what you want.

I just look a little sorry and spin the words.

"Yes. Not yet, such as myself, who made the critical decision to compete. I'm going to put my chest on the traditional" White Oak, "and I thought I'd do my best."

"You don't have to be modest. From what I've heard, your methods are certainly not the same as ours. But such stimuli would also be needed to pave the way for a new path in potion. You should keep your chest up. [M] For other stores that didn't reach you."

"... right. Yes, you're right."

I squeezed my sorry expression tight there.

I can tell you I made myself an honest listener of what he said.

Appalachian asks.

"So, did you just come to give me a compliment?

"Oh, no. Actually, I had a few questions about aging with barrels earlier."

And I finally got to the point.

I asked you questions about the various elements of 'maturation' that I was thinking about earlier.

Barrel wood, aging period, barrel reuse, treatment of interior surfaces, etc.

Appalachian, who at first just nodded Hmm, but gradually became seriously eye-catching on to my words, which by the time it was over had completely turned into the eyes of the craftsmen.

"I see. I've certainly just decided to compete with bizarre ideas. There are many items that we haven't tried yet. I can't get back to you right away."

"... Really?"

I can't respond. I mean, it hasn't been tried.

It was equals, which meant that 'whiskey' did not yet exist in this world.

"But it looks interesting."

When I was about to get depressed, it was the Appalachians who cut me back.

He made that look extra shiny and made one suggestion to me.

"You said Yugiri. Why don't you come by our store for once?"

"Huh? Is that like training?

"Oh. Your idea is interesting. But it also seems to me that you lack the foundation of the potion somewhere. So why don't you study at our place once? Maybe we can give each other a good stimulus."

As I said, the Appalachians have asked me to shake hands.

That would also be synonymous with the request for a reply to the question.

I took that hand without hesitation.

"Thank you very much. I have a store myself, so I can't do it right away..."

"I don't mind. If you think you can make an appointment, you should contact me. Send an invitation right away."

"Thank you. Well, thank you very much."

"Oh, welcome"

That's how the Appalachians and I held hands together.

The few behind you look at that with a surprise look on their face.

Maybe this guy named Appalachian is harder than you can imagine.

"Well, now we'll be excused. I look forward to your announcement."

"Yes, I will do my best!