'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

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"Thank you for waiting. This way, please."

In front of Sally, a glass was placed.

The color is a little light yellow. On a good look, there was a slight bubble of carbonation.

"What is this?

"Nothing like that, but drink it first"

Encouraged by the total, Sally took the glass.

It smells sweet from the glass.

Sally quickly realized that it smelled like peaches.

(From that state, did you add peaches? But considering how it works after that, it shouldn't be in so much mass. That would fit that intense sense of 'potion'...)

With that slight suspicion, Sally contains the liquid in her mouth.

As soon as possible, a gentle carbonation irritation and a refreshing peach flavor could play in my mouth.

Sally, stunned by its flavor, just flirts with the sweet, sweet flavor running over her tongue.

Sure, the entrance is peachy, but it's never hard.

The sweet acidity that makes the peach taste good is citrus.

Slight bitterness in such a sweet and refreshing stream.

It's not just sweet, Sally's unremembered bitterness adds a touch of peach sweetness.

It was just a little 'tonic water' bitterness.

It's not just sweet, it's just sour, it's not just bitter.

All of them, little by little, affect each other and add flavor to each other.

Such a flurry of flavor that plays on your tongue.

When it reached his throat, in the flavor of peach, there was the strength of vodka.

Sally finally realized when she came down through her throat and down to her belly.

That this cocktail was based on the previous cocktail.

The entrance, the way, the feeling of after-drink are all different.

But this is rarely a cocktail with 'wotta' and 'orange',

Likewise, it was a cocktail made so that it wouldn't just stay there.

Another sip that I drink consciously changed my impression a lot.

"Orange" fully assists the fluffy, mouth-dancing peach.

'Wotta' impresses me as a liquor whilst putting them together.

Sweet and gorgeous peach flavors are just one side of a glass of 'cocktail'.

They all have a beautiful, harmonious flavour that is the flavour of this cocktail.

"It's not something else at all..."

The first cup that showed up.

A cup with a light hand applied by the total.

And a cup that was newly transported.

Everything was completely separate.

Sally did not have such a blunt tongue that she could not admit to it.

The total that was watching Sally's reaction finally opened her mouth there.

"That's why I told you. One last thing I want you to do is learn how to imagine. And Phil."

"Uh, ah, yes"

Encouraged by the total, Phil also puts his mouth on the liquid.

He gave me such a gentle look, like fluffy and filled.

"Amazing. I can't believe this [screwdriver] and the ingredients aren't so different, but I just added a few other ingredients to make it so much different."

"Oh. Cocktails are really delicate. This glass -- well, if there's a mix of just 5 ml of something different in a 300 ml or so capacity, it'll be a different cocktail."

The total explained to supplement and finally told Sally, who was solidifying and unable to move.

"Teaching 'Cocktail Recipes' is easy, Sally. But teaching 'cocktails' is hard. technology, knowledge, and ideas. Those are to wear them slowly."

"... I see."

Regrettably, Sally understood how sweet an idea she was.

This' cup 'was created by the total in minutes of things.

And I guess I spent enough time training to make this in minutes of things.

(I... can you do that?

To the lid, a fear was born in Sally.

It's a 'cocktail' that I always want to remember like I can think of.

I felt the length of the road, and I was at war.

"But there's something more important than that little technology. The most important thing to make a delicious' cocktail 'can be worn right now"

"Huh?"

Not an earlier, masterful, stubborn voice.

Slightly less casual, the chief said in his senior voice.

"I used to be sporadic, too. 'It's not just a cocktail to make as the recipe suggests'. What do you think that means?

"... I don't know"

"That's what I just said." Cocktails are made for people who drink them. "

For those who drink it.

The total quietly told the meaning behind the word.

"I mean, if you feel like 'I want them to be happy', then technology will come with you later."

That's the big premise of 'cocktails'.

Think of the 'ratio' that was in the person you were going to have a drink with,

sharpen the 'technology' to create the person's favorite state to be drunk,

And they 'think' to please the person they drink.

"It's easier for someone to grow up, whether that person is' you 'or' a customer '."

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"Say something great, I haven't done it yet either."

Until then, the total who had sporadically said what he preached, only laughs a little bitterly.

Then I said softly to Sally, whose hands were stopped.

"Did Sally find that 'cocktail' delicious?

"Huh? Yes"

"That was good."

Listening to Sally's reply, the total gave him a relieved look with his chest down.

And he looked so happy, with a slight grin, he added.

"That's one I made for Sally."

"... Huh?

"That's why I made it because I wanted you to be happy. I've been thinking about studying and all, but I'm so glad you're delicious."

With that straight smile on his face,

Surprisingly, Sally's heart bounced.

(Hey, what?

Seeing the total happy smile makes me feel ashamed of why.

... What did I think earlier to make a 'cocktail'?

I didn't think about it.

Sally understands that she can't wait to be ashamed of herself.

Setting aside such Sally's thoughts, the total immediately pointed his gaze at Sally, as did Phil next door.

"Of course, this is also a cup I made for Phil. You thought it was delicious?

"Yes! I'm not sure about the 'cocktail' yet, but I think I figured out a little what the general wants to tell you"

"That's good!

Next door, the total and Phil were having a pleasant conversation, and Sally just felt a little, not funny.

I said I made it for myself, and I thought it was for both of us in the end.

I didn't know how Sally felt like that, and the total told me to close the conversation.

"Well, that's about it for your studies. To end the break when you have finished that one drink. After that, if you think you're going to get drunk, take a good drink of water."

That was all I told him, and the chief soon returned to Isotoma and the others.

The two remaining brothers and sisters, quietly, shared their thoughts.

"I don't know, maybe I've come to a difficult place."

"But it sounds pretty funny. Right?"

"Yeah, you are."

After that, the day ended without anything happening in particular.

The total asked the two of them, who were a little flirty, what they thought after the day's business was over.

The brothers and sisters all told him, 'I'm tired, but it was fun'.

Note that when the total told me the name of the earlier cocktail was [Sally's Hips].

Sally had a more complicated look.

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