When it came to getting something to drink, the first place I thought of was Wizard of Oz.
But according to what Locust had said before, the shop was not doing too well at the moment.
The reason was simple: the logistics route connecting them to Earth had been cut off, so they could no longer restock.
I told Metal about it.
"Hmm, that really is a major crisis."
She rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment before saying, "Witches and Magical Girls with production-oriented magic might be able to solve this problem. Oh, and that little girl of yours too."
I knew who she meant...
"Barbara needs a lot of time to brew potions, and she needs all kinds of ingredients too. Her potions can't just be sold casually as products."
"Is that so? What a shame."
She seemed to have other candidates in mind, so she did not look disappointed.
"Let's go take a look first. I know a few Magical Girls who might be able to help."
With Metal's outgoing, friendly nature, more than half the Magical Girls could be called her friends. Back then, she had been the one to come over and strike up a relationship with me on her own.
Did I have any friends who could help?
After racking my brains, I could only say, "Actually, if they need ice, Fomalhaut could help..."
"There's an ice maker in the bar, right?"
"...Is there?"
"There definitely is. How else would they make drinks?"
It seemed I really did not have any useful connections.
I opened a transport passage to the entrance of the shopping street. Joining us on the trip to Wizard of Oz were members of the Engine Department under Metal's command.
Although Earth was on the brink of