"Cough, cough, cough!" The liquor the Boss had swallowed and the words Klein was about to say both caught in his throat. Amid violent coughing, the Boss's face turned bright red.
What should a human do? She should go over and pat the Boss on the back. But Alice looked down at the counter separating her from the Boss and ultimately chose a different course of action.
After watching the Boss stop coughing and "spit" the liquor back into the bottle, Klein Finally Realized what had happened. He glared at Alice, only to receive her puzzled response:
"Why are you looking at me like that?
"I just thought sharing mistresses was a custom unique to Intis..."
"I think," Klein Tried To organize his words, "it's just a metaphor. Feysac men can't live without liquor, understand?"
"Oh~" Alice nodded in sudden realization and turned to the Boss. "You love drinking the way you love your mistress? Uh, do you love your mistress very much?"
"..." Klein did not want to talk to her. He looked at the Boss as well. "You can ignore her."
Discussing mistresses with a Young Girl who looked underage was rather strange, even if rumors said that this Young Girl kept the Mad Adventurer Gehrman Sparrow.
The Boss ultimately took Klein's advice. Instead of answering Alice's question, he asked Gehrman Sparrow:
"Who introduced you?"
In any case, after that little incident, he apparently had no intention of touching his liquor for the time being.
"Lady Daly Gertrude," Klein replied.
The Boss let out a breath and swayed as he Stood Up, his movements looking clumsy.
The smell of alcohol spread through the air. Alice Frowned and gave the brownish-green bottle still sitting on the table a mischievous glance.
So, after the Boss gave his instructions to the