'Cocktail Potion' by Transworld Transfer Bartenders

[Long Island Iced Tea] (1)

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

Sally realized that she was on track.

It was just a light feeling. I thought if I could connect the conversation well until the total arrived, you'd be more admitted. I thought the general would praise me.

It was my first experience. So far, it's what pissed them off.

"Ah!? Why don't you do something about it!? I'm a customer!

To the words of the middle-aged man in front of him, Sally shrivels and becomes unable to say anything.

In the first place, I wonder what the hell I've said.

While the total was making the cocktail, I was going to introduce myself briefly and keep the place a little exciting.

That's where they asked me, how long I've been working.

Doesn't even seem that private, Sally replied lightly.

In the process, I also said that I had recently been practicing making 'cocktails'.

The man was amused and asked me to make it.

Sally regarded it as a joke and gently returned it.

I knew this man was drunk and distracted.

Still, I've seen those customers before, and I was going to be able to flush them lightly.

Things changed after that.

The man says, 'Well, you know, make me good at being a shabby guy'.

And Sally said, 'I'm sorry. I can't do that,' he replied.

That was all.

Even though that was all, the man was now winding his breath and hitting Sally with anger.

"What kind of status is it to refuse a customer's order!? Ah!?"

So he yelled, and the man slapped the counter in the van.

Vikri, and Sally stretch her shoulders.

"So, but I haven't learned"

"If they tell you to do it even if you haven't learned it, do it! I'm sure the store is there to entertain the guests!

The man yelled and slapped the counter again.

The sound of a van sounds in the store, and each time Sally shrinks herself.

(Why? Why are you so scared of what one human being says?

Sally wondered why she was so frightened.

What have I been told here that the act can't actually be done?

Not to mention the difference between human beings and vampires, their physical abilities, there's no way we can work it out.

And yet, every word of it, I can't stop being frightened of Vikri.

"Hey! What are you keeping quiet about! Say something!"

(Scary, Scary, Scary, Scary)

A man waves up and tries to wave down to the counter again.

It was then that Sally meditated her eyes and set herself up.

"Sir, please don't"

A calm, but needle-sharp voice of restraint pierced the space.

Terrified Sally opens her eyes.

There was a total figure standing forward to shelter himself and grabbing a man's hand.

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─

"Hey, what the fuck!

When he grabbed me, the man looked a little frightened and lowered his hand.

For one thing, exhale in my heart.

Not so much as forward or backward unconsciousness, yet.

Apparently, it's only against Sally, the woman in the clerk's position, that I'm feeling more concerned about.

"I'm sorry. Did our staff work any disrespect?

I asked the man, carefully folding my hips.

Men patrol slightly.

Behind my back, Sally said something, too. I let the signs seep in.

I only showed Sally my palm and stopped the words. It's not hard to imagine which justification lies, but what matters is what they say.

"This rookie has turned against our guests. I told him to do it, but he couldn't do it, and he missed it."

"Excuse me, may I ask what that is about?

"That's why I told you to do that shakashaka! Hey, you know what? Useless there!

A man's anger echoed in the store again.

When I make this noise on the boulder, the gaze in the store gathers around this corner.

At the edge of his vision, he saw Sally trembling on her shoulders and Suey reaching for a portable wand on her hips.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

Hilariously, my consciousness turned to the gun on my hips.

With the exercise of strength, it would be easy to kick men out. In fact, that's not true either.

But.

I used to remember what I said to Sally.

If I chase you back on my strength without any effort here.

'We'll be prioritizing our convenience over here and ignoring their convenience,' I felt.

So, just once before that, I thought I'd walk over to a man.

"I'm sorry. She just keeps my word faithfully. All grievances must be addressed to you."

I break my hips too politely and apologize first.

While the man was rounding his eyes on my attitude, he continued to fold.

"If you're not convinced, you can pay for it. Keep going home."

"... Huh? Oh, I'm a guest!

"Naturally. But we don't say 'customer' if it annoys other customers"

Just a little strong, that's what I told him.

I can't admit it any more, so he told me to stop here at least.

Let the swordswallowing colour seep into his eyes, so much so that it may be a threat.

The man looked like he swallowed up the rumor he was about to throw up again.

Apparently, the remaining intelligent part worked for me.

If this didn't work, I almost got you out with strength.

Now it was time for me to exhale and softly offer the glass I had brought.

"Well, well! Here you go first! Because it's my luxury."

"Oh, yeah?

"Yeah, go ahead. Drink well!

When I told him, the man drank out the glass he was handed.

Phil prepared a glass of 'water' for me.

"Oh? This is water!

A man frowns slightly as he notices a boulder.

And I said, "I'm really surprised."

"Ma'am! Is that it? Sir, are you that drunk?

"Oh? Well, that's not true! Why would I be drunk?

"Right! No, you're strong!

"Ha! I bet you are!

As I say, I look softly at Phil.

Phil, who watched this as well as the customer, instantly figured out how to replace "Chaser".

However, with the appearance that the earlier statement was working, even after I finished making it, I put it on the workbench without accidentally approaching it, and immediately turned to follow other customers.

Well, later...

"So long! We will make your order, please wait a little longer"

Say, thank you again too politely, and then I'll leave the spot.

Pull Sally's hand as she stood there.

After I got to the workbench, I let go of Sally's hand and saw the look on her face.

She is top-down and doesn't see her usual cheerful energies.

On the contrary, he even seemed scared to get mad at me.

"Sally."

"Yes, sir"

Sally reacts to my voice in a slightly overly nervous manner.

There's just no one in front of the workbench. I like to talk to you in a low voice.

I'll sort out just a few things I want to say.

Don't worry about it or why you didn't keep your word.

But seeing the look on her face, I couldn't bear to say it.

So throw them away once and gently slap her on the shoulder.

Sally's shoulders tremble bickly. I said it in as kind a voice as possible.

"You're tired, come take a break"

"... Huh? But not yet at break time."

He said, "How can you let a guy with that face serve you?"

I'll see how it goes with the counters.

Currently, a man on the right is looking at me. About three seats open for this workbench. As we go from there to the left, the young ladies Phil is talking to, the Isotomas, and in order of Sui and Viola.

"Come sit next to Sui"

"... but"

"Go because it's good. Senior orders."

I urge Sally somewhat forcefully.

Sally looks at me, Sue, and the other guy so she can pull her hair back.

Nevertheless, he did not defy, but headed to the designated spot on a small run and quietly settled his hips next to Sui.

It's good to know that Sui is speaking up.

"Well."

In order to leave the occasion to Sui for the moment, I tackled the "cocktail" that I would serve to the man earlier.

Yeah, let's do that.

I ended up with a [daikiri] shake that I was going to serve to a man, splitting it into sodas without permission, and came to one cocktail.

Just for a second, you didn't listen to me. Put that on.