LATEST UPDATES

Published at 2nd of May 2023 11:17:54 AM


Chapter 418: - Episode 416.That's what I think so.

If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again




I was quite relieved to find that the spirits' bar was generally within acceptable limits, although there were a few tweaks. The problem is that . I have a bad feeling about this place from the name on the sign.

I feel like leaving, but I have to check it out because I have a bad feeling about it. If I don't look at it, I don't want to lose sleep over it. I open the door with a will and see .......

"Welcome, Mr. Yuta!

Sylphy, dressed in a maid's uniform, greeted me with a very elegant gesture. ...... sir?

"Sylphie, you look very beautiful, but, um, ...... what's wrong?"

"Hmm, Black told me to do this. It's the royal style."

Sylphy looks somewhat happy. Her curiosity must be aroused by her unusual behavior. But what is the royal palace style?

"Oh, yeah. Well, is there anything wrong?"

I walked into the store prepared for anything, but I didn't see anything strange in the store. Except that Sylphy, Onyx, and Citrine were dressed as maids.

Onyx has been involved in the bar for a long time, and Citrine needs to exchange money on the sake island, so she must have come here to help out with that.

Well, we have Ruby and the others helping us on the island, but they also have jobs in the village of spirits, so we should think a little more deeply about the people and the store to assist them on the island. I'll discuss it with Mr. Alvard later.

"Right. I don't think the bar itself will be a problem, but we need more staff. Right now it's just me, Onyx, and Citrine helping out, but we're still short."

"Hmm? Are you still short on numbers? Mr. Black, you have four people in total, don't you?"

It seemed like other stores couldn't run without help, but four people in a not-so-large store is plenty, don't you think?

"It takes a lot of time and effort because of Black's obsession."

"Obsession?"

Well, I can understand that he is obsessed, even going to the royal palace to observe in order to role-play as a butler. But is there anything in a bar that takes so much time and effort?

"Yes, it's a very detailed process. It's fun now, but if you keep doing it, you'll get tired of it.

"I don't think it's necessary to be so particular about the bar, so why not simplify it to some extent?"

I'm sure there are many high-class bars in Japan that require a lot of attention and effort, but this is a different world, and it is an experimental place. There should be no problem if we omit some of the work.

"It's a lot of work to simplify it. At first they wanted to have a personal maid for each customer, but Alvard stopped them. Then they said they would limit the number of customers, but Alvard convinced them not to do that either. We agreed that we would try to send additional waitstaff in the future, but I don't think Black would accept any more compromises.

I cry when I think of Mr. Alvard's hardship. I guess she's struggling in ways I don't even know about. But the sound of an exclusive maid is very appealing to me.

"Well, you'll understand when you experience it. We're going to have a drink, aren't we?"

Hmmm, well, this is the last time I'm here, and I'd like to see what Mr. Black has in store for me. Let's have a quick drink.

"Okay. Okay, then.

"Awe, sir. Mr. Yuta, let me show you around."

Sylphy suddenly became very polite, but I guess that's just Mr. Black's way of being polite. Sylphy is quietly and elegantly showing me around. It's strange to see her walking around, but it's also strange to see her movements, probably because she is playing the role of a maid at the last minute. She looks like a newcomer at a maid cafe.

Sylphy shows me to a seat at the counter next to Master Dirk. ...... I'm happy but nervous. In the dimly-lit bar, the bewitching Mr. Dirk is faintly illuminated by the indirect light...oh my.... It's a beauty that's out of this world. Maybe a demonic woman means a being like Ms. Dirk.

"Oh, Yuta. Hello."

Yes, yes. Hello, Mr. Dirk.

I don't know, I had been able to speak normally, but the s*x appeal made me stammer. The darker the darkness, the more the charm of the king of the spirits of darkness comes out? 

"Yuta-sama. What would you like to drink?"

When I was in a slight daze, Sylphy called out to me. Nice timing, but somehow I feel different from usual. Could it be that she showed me next to Master Dirk just to enjoy the sight of me fidgeting?

...... No, that's a bad guess. It's more like he was more concerned about me and put me next to Mr. Dirk than enjoying myself. I can't remember what happened, but maybe it was an apology for what had just happened. I can't remember what happened, though.

"Well, what can I get you?"

A draft at a bar is not the same thing, so an ale is probably not the same thing either. Since you seem to have done a lot of research on cocktails, it's a good idea to ask for a recommendation.

"Blessed barley meets orange. Our recommendation is ......."

I have never heard such a recommendation. The winds of youth have long since passed.

"...... So that's it then?"

Normally, I would be a bit nervous about this, but I'm feeling tired, so I order without being nervous. Considering the name of the restaurant, I am afraid that everything on the menu looks like this.

"Thank you very much.

Sylphy takes my order, makes a long walk to the counter, and then enters, whispering my order to Onyx, who is dressed in a maid's uniform and standing in front of me.

I think I should tell Onyx my order right then and there, or I should just ask Onyx to do it myself.

Onyx takes the order, fills the glass with ice, pours in the spirits and orange juice, and stirs. Vodka and spirits are different, but seems to be a cocktail similar to the Screwdriver.

Sylphy brings the finished cocktail to me in a quiet, roundabout way.

"Please enjoy your drink."

"Oh, thank you?"

I don't know what to say, but it's definitely the wrong bar. I was relieved that the interior was normal, but I think this subtle misunderstanding is more troublesome than the wrong interior.

**

"Mr. Yuta . with the quintessence of alcohol?"

"Zero."

Mr. Black, who asked me to rate the bar with a confident, smiling face, immediately gave me the lowest score.

"Nah! Did I mishear ......? Yuta-sama had a lot of alcohol and seemed to be having a lot of fun, didn't he?"

Mr. Black's face turns astonished as he role-plays as a butler. For my part, I am inclined to be surprised by Mr. Black's astonishment.

I think it is natural that there are some minor differences since the explanation was given verbally. But this is a store that is a form of Mr. Black's hobby, not a small difference. I can't help but wonder what you could have added to my description to make it sound like this.

"Yes, I had a good time. It's hard not to enjoy drinking while talking with the beautiful Lady Dirk and being taken care of by the beautiful maids Sylphie and Onyx and the lovely Citrine. That makes the drinks go further."

My thoughts are a bit fuzzy from too much drinking, but even in such a situation I realize what Sylphy said about too much trouble. The service was excessive. It was such a happy time that I wouldn't mind paying a lot of money for it.

"So there's no problem?"

Mr. Black looks at me with a scowl, as if he doesn't quite get it. Well, how can I explain that it is 100 points for a cabaret and 0 points for a bar?

How about we just go ahead and assume that this cabaret status is correct? I prefer cabarets to bars, and it is a good idea to replace liquor islands with heaven. Would you rather make the service less extreme? Maybe they could modify the maids' uniforms and ask for more skinship.

"First of all, the skirt of the maid uniform is too long. At least 30 guffeets above the knee!"

He forced me to change the direction of my face and I made strange noises. ...... and there in front of me is Sylphy looking at me with a cold smile on her face.

"Yuta. I am the Great Spirit of the Wind who has seen the whole world.

"Uh-huh. I know.

I can always count on you.

"Of course I know the pleasure quarters of the Kingdom of Beryl. Hey, Yuta. What were you going to say? Depending on your answer, I may never take you to the Kingdom of Beryl again, so answer me seriously."

When I hear the name of the entertainment district in the Kingdom of Beryl, my blood starts to boil. Huh? I'm starting to shake on my own.

"Shhh, Mr. Sylphy. Did you see my behavior in the kingdom of Beryl?"

"No, I didn't. But I can predict what a human man might do. I knew that Yuta was holding back, and I understand that human men are like that, so I won't say anything about it. But to try to set up such a store on Sake Island is a different story, don't you think?"

A tremendous cold air rushes in from Sylphy, who is supposed to be a great spirit of the wind.

"I think. I think so. I was getting carried away. I'm sorry!

It is a bad idea to blame alcohol here, and a good idea to apologize sincerely.

"Yes. Then you can explain your mistake to Black, can't you?

"Yes! I can explain it to you!"

"Well, good luck with that."

"Yes!"

Well, today is a bad day. A big black history will be made and things in the kingdom of Beryl were expected. I guess that's when I use the phrase "if there's a hole in the ground, I want to get in it. Could it be that this is what I had a bad feeling about before entering the store?

...... Anyway, let's explain the mistake seriously. I'm afraid that if I don't make this a respectable bar and get Sylphy's permission, he might even cancel the contract.




Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!