Chapter Index

    “Over there, over there- Siho-ssi.”

    “Yes, Misha.”

    “That’s so good. Please call my name one more time.”

    “Misha?”

    Every time his name was called, Misha’s muscular body twitched and his whole body expressed happiness.

    It’s like a black donut…

    Maybe it was because I got goosebumps on my own.

    I pulled up my shirt and wrapped it around my shoulders.

    It’s already cold with cold air leaking out from the lab entrance…

    My body feels even colder because of Misha’s antics.

    I stare at the entrance to the white lab.

    What on earth are they researching in there, on the 10th floor underground, with its own cocktail bar?

    Suddenly, I became curious and looked at Misha.

    I ask her, who is feeling embarrassed.

    “Excuse me, Misha. Can I ask you something?”

    “Yes-. Anything.”

    “What do we research in our lab?”

    There was another reason why I asked so persistently.

    Memories I saw right from Anna.

    According to that memory, they locked people up and made them fight each other until they woke up.

    And finally, drug administration…

    Surely this isn’t a place like that…?

    Judging from Misha’s cheerful atmosphere, it doesn’t seem like that kind of place…

    To be honest, I feel a little uneasy seeing the doctor who just came home from work after drinking some Jin Fizz.

    If the blood on the doctor’s gown was human blood…

    “Our lab mainly trains and manages hunters who are inexperienced in ability control.”

    She raised her finger and muttered as if reciting a stipulation.

    “Manage, monitor, and protect.”

    Protection…

    So does that mean there are a lot of hunters inside?

    Surely you wouldn’t force me to take some medicine like Anna did?

    Just in case, I’ll ask them to take a look.

    I’m now a full-fledged association employee.

    I opened my mouth to ask Misha.

    But before he could finish speaking, Misha suddenly stopped moving as if time had stopped.

    what…?

    “Yes, Mother. Yes. I understand.”

    He muttered to himself as if he had received some kind of revelation.

    After a while, Misha turned her head like a machine and looked down at me.

    “Siho-ssi, I’ll go inside (to the lab) for a bit.”

    He speaks to me with a serious expression, unlike a moment ago when he was acting all flustered.

    I nodded absentmindedly, and soon he started thumping his way toward the lab door that I had been so curious about.

    “If you have any problems, please press the counter bell 3 times in a row. I will come running right away.”

    “Oh, I see…”

    His advice makes me tense up involuntarily.

    When you say it like that, I really feel like there’s going to be some kind of problem…

    Misha bowed her head and entered the door.

    I lifted my leg to see if I could see inside through the open gap, but I couldn’t see anything.

    Because the inside of the lab was very dark.

    That makes me even more curious…

    I put aside my regret and cleaned the glass.

    Even the glasses here are top-notch.

    For one glass of this, I could buy two sets of glasses from our moment…

    Suddenly I miss that moment.

    Of course, after work here, I decided to work there at night…

    This bar doesn’t have many customers to begin with.

    No one comes back after the doctor who just came.

    The time is already 6 pm.

    If this keeps up, I’ll just leave work.

    Stretch out.

    The sleeveless T-shirt rolls up along the stretching of the long-sleeved shirt.

    Surprised by my suddenly exposed belly button, I straightened out my dried clothes and took them off.

    Why did Jaehee choose clothes like this…

    Do you think I’m some kind of idol like you?

    I looked around to see if anyone had seen that ugly sight just now.

    Then, soon, I was in for a surprise.

    Because someone arrived at the counter while there was no sign of life and was staring blankly at me.

    She is a girl with short hair and freckles wearing glasses.

    “What the heck, I came here because they said they’d give me a free cocktail, but why are there only part-timers here?”

    She glares at me with a worldly, discontented face.

    I quickly straighten my expression and greet the guest.

    “Oh, I’m a bartender too. What would you like to drink?”

    “You’re a bartender? Oh my, but why are you dressed like this?”

    “Representative told me not to come in a suit.”

    The woman nods at the name of congressman.

    But soon she crosses her arms and glares at me again with that venomous look on her face.

    “Then, pour me some alcohol.”

    My lips twitch at the arrogant researcher’s attitude.

    But… I can’t cause trouble on my first day on the job.

    “What would you like?”

    “Do I have to say that? I heard that bartenders make drinks just by looking at the customer’s mood.”

    Did you only see this kid’s bartender in cartoons?

    I forced a smile and asked her kindly.

    “Excuse me, do you have a favorite flavor or alcohol content?”

    The short woman tapped her feet for a moment, then opened her mouth.

    “Just for that.”

    “Okay.”

    Yeah, when you’re really annoyed, something sweet is the best.

    I chuckled to myself and picked up the glass.

    There’s a cocktail that’s perfect for this kind of friend.

    Snap your fingers gracefully.

    And he put the glass down in the center of the bar table.

    In a clean glass…

    A bucket full of clear ice cubes.

    1/4 cup of sweet and creamy chocolate Baileys.

    3/4 cup soft milk.

    If you stir all of this carefully…

    Rating: ★★★☆

    Effect: Calmness increases by 5 for 1 hour.

    Information: Baileys Milk without any flaws. It is basically close to chocolate milk because it has almost no alcohol content. It is soft and sweet enough for children to drink.

    “I’ll give you Bailey’s milk.”

    I slowly pushed the glass towards the woman.

    But she didn’t accept the glass right away.

    He stares at the brown liquor I gave him as if he is suspicious.

    “Is this alcohol? It’s just chocolate milk.”

    “Haha… That’s right. It’s a smooth and sweet cocktail.”

    I smiled at her suspicions.

    But it’s still much tastier than chocolate milk.

    I closed my eyes, expecting to see the researcher’s smile.

    But, the answer I got back from the woman who had just taken a sip was…

    “Hey, what kind of alcohol is this! Are you kidding me?”

    Her spit mixed with Baileys milk spurts all over my face.

    No, this guy is really…

    “I’m already so tired, but the alcohol tastes like shit too? If I had known this would happen, I would have just gone to the island research lab…”

    No, what did I do wrong…

    I can’t help but frown at the sight of a woman venting all the stress she’s accumulated while studying on me.

    But, I can’t get angry here.

    I’m a full-fledged professional now.

    Could it be because of the compliments Misha gave me a little while ago?

    Before I knew it, my patience had grown to match his praise.

    Okay, let’s hold on just one more time…

    “Customer, so you want something that is moderately sweet and has a hint of alcohol?”

    “Isn’t that obvious? It’s alcohol.”

    She glared at me, spitting out thick black spit.

    I forced myself to take a deep breath and nodded.

    okay…

    I see… I see…

    Let’s take a moment to gather our thoughts.

    I like drinks with a moderate alcohol content despite their appearance, so I think a vodka base would be good.

    Plus, it can’t be without sweetness.

    If there’s a cocktail that fits this style…

    In a clear glass…

    Add one clean, large ice cube.

    And on top of that, 1 and 1/2 ounces of spicy vodka.

    1 ounce of Kahlua with a fragrant coffee aroma.

    Finally, gently pour in 1 ounce of animal cream…

    Rating: ★★★★

    Effect: Instantly removes 70% of bleeding status.

    Information: A cocktail made perfectly according to the recipe. However, since the person I was with didn’t like it, I didn’t put any love or sincerity into it.

    “I’ll give you a White Russian.”

    Black liquor below, soft cream on top.

    A drink with an impressive black and white color was completed.

    I gritted my teeth and handed the glass to the rude woman.

    Then she nodded, as if she liked this visual.

    Why didn’t you say that earlier?

    “This one is worth a look…”

    She lifted her glass with expectant eyes.

    And then he took a stance to drink the glass right away.

    “Oh, wait a minute… It’ll taste better if you stir it a little before you eat it…”

    I already drank it.

    She drank hard from the glass, her lips still covered in cream.

    No, why are all these people just drinking their cocktails in one shot… Ugh!

    What I was afraid of happened.

    The woman seemed fine until she swallowed the cream.

    But soon, as the strong vodka pours into her mouth, the cream she had swallowed rises up like a volcano from her throat.

    In the end, the counter table became a mess with cream and black liquor.

    “Hey, what kind of alcohol is this poisonous!”

    She pointed at me, grinning.

    “No, the customer asked for something stronger…”

    Her voice grows louder as I mumble, holding my hands together.

    “I asked for something sweet! Isn’t this just alcohol with some cream on it?”

    It’s originally that kind of cocktail…

    “You did it roughly because I was easy, right? Because I’m just a low-level researcher…!”

    Her face turned bright red.

    The freckles are swollen as if they will burst at any moment.

    Well, there are all kinds of customers.

    There was no such person even in the moment…

    I took a deep breath.

    And then I carefully rang the bell.

    Number 3.

    But I don’t know if this bell sound will reach inside the lab.

    In the midst of being forced to become her emotional trash can…

    The woman soon stopped barking.

    Because I heard some huge footsteps coming from the lab.

    A majestic vibration sound gradually approaches, as if some kind of dinosaur is coming.

    “—!”

    The lab door is smashed.

    Soon, Misha appears, her muscles bulked up fiercely.

    He approaches us, white smoke billowing from his mouth.

    At that sight, both the woman and I simultaneously showed a delighted expression.

    “Misha!”

    “Vice President, welcome!”

    The female researcher hits the player and shouts at him.

    “No, look at the service this bartender gives to his customers.”

    But Misha ignored the words of the low-ranking employee.

    The first person he approached was me.

    “Mr. Siho, what’s going on?”

    He looks at me with a very apologetic expression, his hands clasped together politely.

    I gave him a very gloomy look.

    “What should I do… I guess the alcohol I made is not very good… As you can see, the customer is very angry…”

    As I stick out my lips, Misha speaks to me with a very pitiful expression.

    “No way! Who would dare to…!”

    Misha’s face becomes very distorted.

    He turns his head 180 degrees like a ghost and looks at the lab staff.

    “Uh… Deputy Manager?”

    The female employee looks extremely bewildered at Misha’s 180-degree change in attitude.

    “Who are you to dare… to swear at our Siho?”

    “Don’t you remember me? The one who came in this time…”

    She stutters and points at herself with her finger.

    “Oh, you? Do you remember? You’re the guy who made a test subject go wild after being a researcher at the academy.”

    “I was going to cut it, but the research team leader begged me to hold back just once, considering my background.”

    “I was going to break your head if you caught me one more time, but you gave me a chance.”

    It’s a voice I’ve never heard before.

    I didn’t notice because Misha usually speaks so gently, but she’s so fierce when she’s angry.

    “Vice President… Vice President… I am a valuable employee of the research institute. Why are you protecting that bartender instead of me…?”

    She complains as if she has been wronged.

    Then Misha raised his huge arm into the air.

    “—!”

    Soon the arm falls to the counter table.

    and…

    The table was completely smashed like a piece of tofu.

    The blow was so strong that blue sparks rose from Misha’s biceps.

    “Intern researchers like you… can be replaced at any time…”

    His voice is distorted like a broken machine.

    Maybe it’s because of that, but it seems like a female voice is mixed in among the masculine voices.

    “But, Siho is the one and only bartender in the world…”

    A flash of light blazes from his black pupils.

    The woman fell backwards at the sight of Misha’s bizarre appearance.

    “Okay…?”

    He strode towards the fallen woman and thrust his face into hers.

    The terrified employee shook his head like crazy.

    “Then get out now!”

    The voice was so loud that it shook the entire lounge bar.

    The employee was startled by the voice and staggered to his feet.

    And then he quickly ran down the elevator shaft.

    Now I understand.

    The reason why the employees can’t hold out long and escape from the lab…

    When you see it for yourself on site, it becomes clear.

    “Why on earth does Mother choose only those kinds of people…”

    Misha growled, still angry.

    Then he realized that I was still around and his expression immediately relaxed.

    “Oh my, I’m sorry, Siho… You were surprised because of me, right?”

    “No… Thanks to you, I can breathe a little easier.”

    For me, who has already seen the splendid show of the enemy and Anna, it doesn’t really bother me.

    I’m just worried about Misha’s tattered arms.

    “Misha, that arm over there…”

    “Ugh… What should I do, I’m so angry I’m going to turn it up to max power…”

    He fidgets and scratches his bald head.

    “This is expensive…”

    He knelt heavily on the floor for a moment.

    Then, soon, a strange grinding sound begins to come from his body.

    What, what is it…

    Soon his back muscles begin to twitch.

    Soon, it stopped working as if the power had completely gone out.

    Then, the spine of his back slowly begins to crack.

    Soon, a white arm suddenly pops out from the muscular torso.

    My mouth fell open at the sight I had never seen before.

    This comes from muscular Misha.

    Because she was a short girl with long blond hair.

    The girl, with her forehead cool, slowly crawled out of the muscular body holding a Phillips screwdriver.

    And then she checked the man in his sleeveless shirt that clung to her body due to sweat.

    “Please wait a moment. I will create a new table shortly.”

    A girl who was about 150 cm tall spoke to me.

    She wiped the sweat dripping from her forehead with the hand holding the driver.

    It must have been extremely hot inside.

    “Uh… Slow down…”

    I answered her blankly.

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