'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

"In the meantime, should I feed you something?

In the meantime, after I put the two laid back on the floor.

That's what I said, Mr. Oyaji, who's been showing a little face from the kitchen.

Sure, when you look at their condition, they look very hungry.

On second thought, this place seemed more like Mr. Oyaji's turn than mine.

"... wait a minute, Father"

But Sui waits for him.

After a light look at the two of you, I'll chant.

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

After casting that spell, Sui puts his hands on the foreheads of both of them, slightly clouding his expression.

"I have mild magic deficiency. We need to take care of you first."

That said, she turned her gaze to me.

Although it does not yet seem to be at the stage of urgency, the atmosphere of urgency has been conveyed.

As I echo her gaze, so does the gaze in the store.

"Yes, sir."

I broke my back deep enough to live up to that expectation.

"Well."

Before I thought about what I was going to make, I decided what to prioritize.

Sui said the base is there because it is' wotta 'that is coming to dangerous territory.

I usually almost make [screwdrivers] instantly, but I was concerned about how they were doing.

The last word the girl said.

"... not enough blood,"

I felt I should obey that word.

One of the "cocktails" is reminiscent of a single piece of blood.

I never thought that was what this occasion deserved.

"Mr. Oyaji. Can I have a little tomato soup over there?

I asked Mr. Oyaji, pointing to the tomato soup on the table.

That meant summer was approaching, a cold soup that Mr. Oyaji was adding to the menu on a trial basis.

"Ah? Wouldn't that make a 'cocktail'?

"Of course it is. I just wanted to make something a little different."

I hear you brag about this.

It contains extracts of certain ingredients that cannot be stored much inland.

After I answered vaguely, I got to work quickly.

First, a cup of deep soup dish was transported into the counter and only the liquid was separated using a shaver.

As the ingredients will be delicious later, first add the soup to the glass and set aside.

When that is ready, hurry and prepare other ingredients.

Firstly, from the freezer, the base 'vodka' ─ 'vodta potion' and ice.

That's basically the only material I took out of the warehouse.

I prepared two glasses, wiped them gently with a clean cloth, and placed them on the workbench.

Then cut the lemon to one-sixth size and squeeze the fruit juice into a glass one slice at a time, dropping the fruit as it is.

When that was over, I just laid the ice down to about the eighth half of the glass.

And, normally, I almost put in vodka right away, but it stops here once.

What I took was salt, pepper, basil, and tabasco.

Grab a small container in your right hand and gently tap your wrist with your left hand, each dropping into the glass about two swings at a time.

Seasoning adjusts depending on people's preferences, but this time I added seasoning with a little more eyes in the sense of awareness.

When the seasoning is ready, it's finally time to pour the liquid in.

First, 45 ml of 'Vottapotion' in both glasses.

Once that was done, I poured in Mr. Oyaji's "tomato soup" instead of juice.

When that red liquid is poured into the glass, I gently steer each of the two glasses - stirring - to see the taste.

In the alcohol of vodka, the sweet and sour feel of tomatoes. Well, it's pretty salty, too.

I just used what was originally soup and it's a pretty good cup of flavor.

I checked it out and then offered those two glasses to the two of them lying on the floor.

If you're conscious, expect me to drink it myself.

"Go ahead. [Bloody Caesar]"

You heard me, you two squint open your eyes.

And I saw the glass in front of me, blurry.

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With a hazy consciousness, the boy sees the red liquid in front of him.

From the girl lying next to me, I heard a voice.

"... a drink?

I see there's a mix of vigilance in the girl's voice.

I also knew she didn't like certain things.

But from the liquid in front of him, the boy felt nothing.

"... maybe... it's okay"

When the boy answers, the girl looks determined.

The boy and the girl woke up just a little bit and reached into each other's glass.

Fluffy, I felt signs like the sun.

Unexpectedly the boy turns away. But I didn't even understand why I did it myself.

As it were, the boy slowly contained the liquid in his mouth.

It can be said to be intense, the flurry of flavor ran instantly through the boy's mouth.

The acidity found at the entrance belongs to lemons and tomatoes.

However, before it feels sour, the flavor changes its appearance in various ways.

Of particular excitement are salt and tabasco.

Don't say throat, don't say tongue, don't say lips.

A slight tingling sensation where I touched it.

But not when they say it's uncomfortable.

When swallowed, the crisp taste of pepper leaves a basil flavor.

They unfortunately dissolved into the tomato aftertaste, which eventually turned into a strange aftertaste.

In common with all of its drinking sensation, I felt there was some depth, not found in any normal tomatoes.

The boy didn't know what that strange richness was, even when it was time to drink up the cup.

─ ─ ─ ─

The boy and the girl swallowed the cocktail with great momentum after seeing the gourd and flavor.

The two people who emptied the glass cough up with each other right after.

I hurried up and offered the two of you a squeeze.

"This way, please"

When I speak, they receive a squeeze from me, push it against my mouth and cough up again.

Wait for it to fit and I'll finally ask.

"So, what's wrong with you two?

I could tell by my words that not only I, but everyone around me, was breathtaking.

A well-dressed pair suddenly showed up at this celebration seat.

If your nobleman's son has escaped, he's going to have trouble inside.

"... I'm late."

The boy answers my questions first.

No, I tried to answer precisely, didn't I?

After the boy solidifies in that state, he turns his eyes to the girl.

But the girl was a girl and shook her head after only opening her eyes a little.

And the boy said with a troubled look.

"... I'm Phil, and she's Sally. And we're probably siblings."

Probably?

I'm not the only one who doubted that word.

Everyone here must have thought.

Why are you questioning such a place when it's about you?

The boy told quietly with a troubled look on his face.

"... I'm so sorry. We both seem to have lost our memories. We don't know who we are."

After one breath.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?

What a good Nori employee and customer, combined, sounded stunned.

Apparently, it wasn't going to be anymore if we were having a celebration.