Alchemy (1)

"So... this is that other world's 'doping agent,' right...?"

"......"

Iris, whom I hadn't seen in a while, was still a druggie through and through.

That wasn't exactly surprising.

Considering that the World Tree was actually a gigantic mulberry tree, the entire elven race was basically a bunch of mulberry-addicted junkies obsessed with tonics.

I sighed at Iris, who was drooling over the doping agent like one of Pavlov's dogs, and spoke up.

"Absolutely not."

"Oh, why...!! I haven't even said anything yet, you know??"

"Tsk. No means no."

"Honestly... What do you take elves for?"...