"Old man, waiting around is pretty boring. Have a bottle of cola."
Seeing the old beastman sitting silently, seemingly lost in thought, Bell pulled two bottles of cola from his pocket. He tossed one to the old beastman, opened the other, and tipped his head back to gulp it down.
"..."
Catching the cola, Nairuila looked at the pitch-black liquid in his hand, bubbling and churning like lava, and hesitated for a moment.
When they had first met, he had seen Bell drinking this beverage called "cola." But at the time, they had been too shaken by the truth of this world to spare any attention for a mere drink.
Now Bell had taken out the beverage again and directly tossed him a bottle. Even though this was the second time he had seen Bell drink the liquid, examining it up close still made him want to ask:
Can this stuff really be drunk?
After hesitating for a while, curiosity finally won out. Besides, he could not let a human look down on the bravery of beastmen.
Hiss~!
With a twist, Nairuila unscrewed the cap. Copying Bell's movements, he put the bottle opening to his mouth, then tipped his head back ninety degrees.
"Gulp, gulp—pfft! Cough, cough, cough!!!"
The old shaman, drinking a carbonated beverage for the first time, carelessly choked on it. Black liquid sprayed from his nose and mouth, covering the exquisite tabletop in dense little brown-black droplets.
"Uh, you can drink it slowly. I have more if that isn't enough."
Bell had not expected the other man's first drink of cola to be so bold. When trying an unfamiliar beverage for the first time, shouldn't one take a small sip to taste it first?
With a wave of his hand, Bell dismissed the barrier before him and