Belle did not rush to answer Andrew's question at this moment; instead, she looked out at the night sky outside the window and said with a smile:
"Andrew, you've been so busy for so many days in a row lately. You really should take a good rest."
Belle meant these words sincerely.
After all, ever since they met the Silver Squad while gathering materials in the Hollow and preparing to test the blade, Andrew's busyness had been constantly in Belle's eyes.
For this entire week, it could be said that Andrew had almost never stopped. Even the intervals that could have been used for rest were completely occupied by the crafting of the Ebony Odogaron armor and weapons.
However, besides wanting Andrew to rest, Belle actually had a little selfishness of her own.
She hugged Andrew's arm and said coquettishly:
"The 'Burnice Special Blend' I tasted back in Blazewood was the best alcohol I've ever had."
Although she had gotten drunk on just one glass of Burnice's drink back then, it had to be said that the taste of that special blend was indeed incredibly delicious. That was also the reason she had unknowingly drunk too much.
However, in the end, it was precisely because of that strange combination of circumstances that her relationship with Andrew was facilitated.
Speaking of this, Belle looked full of regret.
People always say alcohol fuels desire. If Andrew had also been drunk that day... she estimated she wouldn't have to rack her brains planning this whole scene now.
Thinking of this, Belle continued:
"But Andrew, you were busy the whole time that day and basically didn't get to taste it! So I want you, Evelyn, and Astra to taste it together!"
Astra Yao, who was by the side, acted as if she had known all along and immediately nodded in agreement:
"That's right, that's right! I'm also very curious about the special blend that Belle praises so endlessly! So, since this is a rare opportunity, shall we all taste how it is today?"
Hearing this, Andrew scratched his head, a bit confused.
He asked doubtfully:
"Then shouldn't we invite Burnice? If Burnice isn't here, how are the few of us supposed to try the Burnice Special Blend?"
Several girls are asking you to drink, and you really only prepare to drink!
Although she had long understood the extent of Andrew's denseness, when actually encountering it, Belle still couldn't help but roll her eyes at Andrew with a bit of helplessness.
It was just that this look, no matter how one looked at it, seemed more like she was acting spoiled.
But no matter what, the plan had to continue.
Belle decisively patted her chest and said:
"It would be so bad to trouble Burnice with this kind of thing! You have me!"
"I've already asked for all the recipes of the most unique special blends she has tried, so leave the bartending to me!"
Looking at the recipes Belle displayed in front of him—although he was a bit doubtful whether these recipes, filled with endless terms like "appropriate amount," "a little," and "slightly," could truly achieve a perfect recreation—that originally meager amount of emotional intelligence finally played the role it was supposed to play at this moment.
He didn't continue saying anything unromantic.
Andrew nodded directly and said:
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. I'm really looking forward to Belle's craftsmanship."
"Hehe~"
Hearing Andrew's words, Belle couldn't help but smile proudly. She directly rolled up her sleeves, revealing the fair forearms under her clothes.
But after recalling something, she didn't rush to mix the drinks. Instead, she looked at Andrew and said as if to confirm:
"I remember when you were at the rebel base in the research institute, talking to that Li Long, you said you usually don't drink, right, Andrew?"
"Hmm?"
He hadn't expected Belle to specifically remember such a thing, nor did he expect her to bring it up suddenly at this time. But regarding Belle's question, Andrew chose to tell the truth without any reservation:
"That's right, I basically haven't drunk much alcohol."
Hearing this, Belle immediately felt relieved.
The final piece of the combat plan had been collected; next was the time for implementation!
Thinking of this, Belle nodded and said with satisfaction:
"Good, then there's no problem. Just watch me next!"
Saying that, Belle very naturally picked up the glasses placed in front of the four of them.
First, she chilled them with ice cubes, then wiped the rim of the glass with a lime wedge before gently dipping the rim in a circle of fine salt.
Subsequently, she picked up the measuring cup and shaker on the side.
Abundant alcohol was right in front of her, and after Belle's finger circled around, she unhesitatingly picked up the Silver Tequila, one of the hard liquors.
Although it wasn't as terrifying as 'That Person' with ninety-six percent alcohol content, using a hard liquor of over forty degrees for blending right at the start fully indicated that Belle's goal was absolutely not as simple as letting Andrew taste the flavor.
Undoubtedly, she was aiming to get him drunk.
For a serving of three people, Belle poured in ninety milliliters of Silver Tequila.
This was followed by forty-five milliliters of Cointreau, plus forty-five milliliters of lime juice.
Finally, after adding a portion of ice cubes to adjust the texture, Belle covered the shaker and began to shake it vigorously with an intoxicated expression, performing the final step for this simple yet classic special blend.
Blending.
Although her movements were very unprofessional, the three people present didn't show the slightest disdain. On the contrary, they bought into it completely.
Andrew, watching Belle role-playing as a bartender in front of him and trying hard to make herself look professional, only felt she was extremely cute.
After Belle's movements ended, Astra Yao even clapped her hands very supportively.
This atmosphere of a private, small-scale bar that she had never experienced before made her a little excited. Especially with Andrew by her side.
Following that, the transparent liquor, glowing with a faint cyan-white hue, was poured into Belle, Astra Yao, and Evelyn's glasses respectively.
Then, it was Andrew's turn.
The same ingredients, the same portions, the same blending action.
Yes, the same portions.
The portion Belle mixed for Andrew was the sum of the previous three people's portions.
Before Andrew could react, Belle replaced Andrew's originally identical glass with one of the same style, but larger by several orders of magnitude.
Then she poured all the liquor into the glass together and placed it in front of Andrew.
Andrew was directly stunned watching this.
Not knowing what play she was putting on this time, Andrew scratched his head subconsciously. Then, pointing at the glass in front of him which could completely be called a 'Super Size', he turned to look at Belle and asked:
"This... this isn't quite right, is it?"
But Belle said with absolute righteousness and confidence:
"It's right, it's right! The shaker can only make three portions at most at one time, so there's no problem."
Thrusting out her very full chest, Belle said, her reasoning weak but her confidence strong:
"And only in this way is Andrew drinking a glass with each of us! Or could it be... you want to leave someone out?"
Hearing Belle say this, Andrew instantly knew he basically couldn't refuse.
Lifting the wine glass with some helplessness, Andrew affirmed directly:
"You are the head bartender of Silver City; if you say it's no problem, then it's no problem!"
Andrew looked at Belle, who revealed a triumphant, mischievous smirk after hearing his words.
And Astra Yao, who although was a little embarrassed, had no intention of refuting and instead stood very firmly on Belle's side.
Turning his head around, Evelyn on the side, although she hadn't spoken from beginning to end and even turned her head away in a very difficult manner to avoid looking at him, her body was very honest—she didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.
So, translating this...
Didn't it just mean they drink one glass while he drinks three!
Although he didn't know exactly what they wanted to do, after those words from Belle were spoken, the nature of these three glasses of wine had completely changed.
Perhaps, this was the so-called price of opening a harem?
Looking at the three girls in front of him whom he liked, and who also liked him, Andrew simply couldn't refuse.
Knowing he couldn't run away, Andrew sighed, nodded, and said:
"Alright, I'll do as you wish."
Seeing Andrew agree so readily, a trace of surprise flowed in Belle's eyes.
But she quickly came back to her senses, and as if deeply afraid Andrew would go back on his word, she immediately said:
"Yay! Then it's a deal!"
Under the starry sky, the dim night lamp couldn't cover the brilliance of the stars.
Beneath the night sky, amidst the chatting and banter between the few of them, Andrew told the three stories of what happened in the Monster Hunter world.
Cup after cup of new special blends appeared constantly during the chat, and were drained in one gulp.
Unknowingly, they had already drunk a lot.
It had to be said, Burnice's special blend recipes were indeed extremely perfect.
Whether it was the recipes of old-school evergreen classics, or combinations obtained after adding various unexpected ingredients—they all existed within this set of recipes.
And it was incomparably comprehensive; one could completely call it an encyclopedia of special blends.
And although the special blends she marked had strange materials and were filled with various uncertain terms, even so, after Belle mixed them, they could be said to be extremely delicious.
Of course, with Belle's stamina, she couldn't bear shaking the cup for blending for such a long time. So apart from the first few glasses, the subsequent blending was basically all done by Andrew.
Under Andrew's perfect strength control and incomparably sufficient endurance and energy, every portion's blend was extremely perfect.
However, as time passed, Belle felt more and more that something was wrong.
For every special blend tonight, Belle had chosen a type of hard liquor as the main base.
From the initial Tequila to the subsequent Gin, Rum, Brandy, and Whiskey.
Except for the final and biggest killer weapon—the 'Life Water' Spirytus Vodka—Belle had mixed a round of all the other hard liquors.
It was just that this stuff damages the enemy by a thousand while hurting oneself by eight hundred. It was prone to a situation where even if she successfully got him drunk, she herself would also be completely drunk, unable to carry out the subsequent main objective.
But even though it had reached the point where her own head had started to feel a little dizzy, Andrew was still the same as at the very beginning.
Looking completely refreshed.
He even became more energetic.
As if Andrew hadn't drunk that triple portion of alcohol at all.
But she had clearly watched with her own eyes as Andrew drank it clean!
Seeing this, Belle reached her hand directly towards the final, and also the strongest hard liquor—the high-concentration Spirytus Vodka with ninety-six percent alcohol content.
She put one hundred milliliters of Vodka into the shaker, adding fifty milliliters of lime juice.
After putting in ice cubes and blending fully, she poured it into the glass.
Finally, pouring in another two hundred and twenty milliliters of Ginger Beer, a transparent special blend that looked like soda water, carrying slight bubbles, appeared on the table.
It was just that, undoubtedly, even if three people shared this glass, it was an absolute killer weapon.
Plus, having drunk so many kinds of hard liquors before...
Even if each portion shared was only a little bit, it was already about to reach Belle's limit.
But things having reached this point, where was the logic in retreating!
It was just that when making the portion belonging to Andrew, Belle quietly raised the Vodka content by another third.
Meanwhile, Astra Yao on Andrew's other side...
Because she was also someone who had almost never drunk alcohol, her consciousness had already begun to appear blurry.
She was like she had completely let go of all restraint, sticking directly onto Andrew's body. Like a cat, she constantly and gently rubbed against Andrew's arm.
The black long-haired beauty's face was flushed, her eyes blurred, and her hand was still tightly gripping the previous special blend made of Whiskey, refusing to let go.
This drunken appearance made Astra Yao appear incomparably cute.
She was already completely drunk.
And this was even the result after Evelyn helped her share some of the burden.
As for Belle, who thought she was just a little dizzy, actually, when she started walking, she couldn't even walk straight anymore.
Even Evelyn, whose alcohol tolerance was the best among the three, had a touch of blush dyed onto her cheeks—which were full of a mature, cool lady style—due to the alcohol's effect. She changed from coldly beautiful to fragrantly seductive.
Looking at the three young girls in front of him revealing infinite amorous feelings due to drunkenness...
Although it could be said to be a feast for the eyes, facing this special blend brought by Belle that emitted an incomparably rich smell of alcohol, Andrew still advised:
"Belle, better stop drinking. You guys are already drunk to this extent."
"No way! I... I'm not drunk! I can still... drink!"
On Belle's pretty face, there was a blush exactly the same as Astra Yao's.
As someone who also hadn't drunk much alcohol, if not for Andrew sharing the burden, being able to hold on until now could already be called a miracle.
And Andrew, who had actually tried to persuade them several times since a few glasses ago but ended in failure every time, chose to simply stop doing things by halves this time.
Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he directly snatched all the Vodka special blends from Belle's hands.
And the instant it entered his hand, that pungent smell of alcohol in the glass couldn't be completely covered even after blending.
The taste of alcohol lunged directly at his face, stimulating Andrew's nasal cavity.
But Andrew didn't hesitate. Before Belle could react, he chose to drink it all in one gulp directly, leaving behind Belle who looked at Andrew's cheek somewhat blankly.
Belle succeeded.
But she also failed.
Undoubtedly, Andrew, having drunk all the alcohol, perfectly achieved the goal Belle wanted to achieve at the very beginning, and even exceeded it by quite a lot.
But the failure lay in the fact that Andrew's alcohol tolerance completely exceeded the three's expectations.
Finally.
Under the effect of alcohol, Belle directly chose to abandon herself to despair.
She pounced directly onto Andrew's body, spread her legs, and straddled Andrew's lap directly, saying indignantly:
"Andrew, you big baddie! You actually tricked me, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Since the soft way won't work, then don't blame me for using the hard way!"
Subsequently, Belle opened her arms directly, hugged Andrew's neck in one motion, and then slightly closed her eyes.
The next moment, she began to lean in towards Andrew's face.
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