The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"But it's also amazing that you're nominated. I guess it would have been more topical if you'd come in the daytime anyway..."

Theo, who was writing the business daily in a corner of the kitchen, speaks with no one as he twirls his neck.

Then Takumi, who was cooking for the customer, answered the voice.

"The reservation itself was received yesterday, because we talked about it with patience. Don't even talk to Theo outside."

"I know. Uh, but I just wanted to see you at a glance."

"She was an amazing beauty, a bit like never before!

"Yes, really, she was such an unexpected beauty that her eyes nailed her already!

"Uh-huh? Does that mean Nyarch or Luna says she's not beautiful?

"Eh, Roland, your brother and Mr. Fidel are terrible and sooo bad!

"" Yes, no, no, no, that's not... "

Blamed by the women, the two boys rush to shake their heads beside each other.

Then Nyarch and Luna looked at each other and started laughing at Couscous.

"He said it was a joke. I just saw you through the window there, but you're really nice."

"It is! Beauty is a beauty from whoever she is!

"Ha, you're all jealous. In this, I'm the only one who hasn't worshipped Mr. Silena's honor."

Theo accidentally spills stupidity while holding onto his desk.

You didn't see Theo like that, Takumi speaks up.

"Well, I think you'll see me if you drop me off with you on your way home. But if we don't finish it right by then, I'm not gonna line it up."

"Hey, if that's the case, I'll finish it in a hurry!

Theo, motivated by Takumi's words, stretches his spine to work on the paperwork in front of him.

Takumi also began to work on cooking again, laughing bitterly at that cash attitude.

What Takumi has for you is "Tomato and Tuna Cold Pato," the main dish of the day.

In a thin pat that has been boiled and then cooled with water, add the recently made bonito (cuttlefish) oil pickled loose and finely chopped tomatoes, as well as finely chopped retuga (lettuce) and peppino (cucumber), and soothe it with soaked oliva (olive) oil, salt, pepper and vinegar made from white wine.

This dish has been prepared on request for refreshing meals even in hot and humid weather.

Next to it is a salad of accompanying patterns (potatoes), prepared by Roland.

Among the patterns are thinly sliced seboria (onions) exposed to water, and minced sanaolia (carrots).

In addition to homemade mayonnaise, the spice mix for the curry was also combined, adding a tingly spicy and rich aroma, which was designed to boil the appetite as much as possible.

Luna, holding a cup for the soup, is pouring a pale green cream soup that is cooled in a bowl of iced water.

This soup, which Tacumi calls' Edamame Bishi Sowers', boiled the young soja beans (edamame) that can be made at this time of year, along with peppino and seboria, in chicken gala soup until tender, then backed, seasoned with raw cream, milk and salt pepper, then chilled in ice water.

It is a popular soup even for "swordfish", where you can fully enjoy the refreshing delicacies of the young beans of Soja, which you can only pick now.

Takumi, who had three scheduled dishes available, speaks to Nyarch, who was beginning to clean up the hall one foot away.

"Hey, help me carry it because I could cook."

"Yikes! But I need someone else to help me."

"Oh, then I..."

"Pretty Luna is better than Teo-kun! Can you do me a favor?

"Ah, yes! I'm gonna help you. - Whoa!

Teo, who was lightly dismissed of the offer, can softly pull in the hand he was about to raise as the bat gave him a bad look.

Roland and Fidel watched the scene with a raw warm gaze.

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"Excuse me. Have you eaten? I will bring you dessert and drinks if you like…"

After a while, Takumi came up to a private room upstairs to speak to the customer.

In the room, a beautiful woman caught one eye - "The Brown Princess of Singing" Silena sat on her upper seat.

Opposite it sits the young Hernando, a second-class navigator on the Violetta, who came to this store the other day.

Together, the two grand men and women sitting next to each other, four of them surrounding the table.

The dishes of dishes arranged before the four of them are completely empty.

But only the plate in front of Silena is an exception.

Cold soup is about half the way down, but patata salad and cold pato were both mostly left.

To Takumi's call, Hernando bows his head as he puts his eyebrows in the letter (c).

"Lord Takumi, I'm sorry in this way for what I said I couldn't. Again, her food doesn't seem to go very far..."

"That's why I said I don't want anything."

"But you won't have the strength to perform like this..."

"That's right. Everyone is waiting for you to sing."

"You said that, you can't help but eat it! Even I want to do something about it!

"Well, not so suddenly. No, Lord Takumi, I'm so sorry."

"No, I'm sorry for the lack of strength."

He stopped Hernando from trying to get his head down again and Takumi also bowed his head.

Today's dishes were prepared at Hernando's request.

Apparently, the first voyage was more of a burden for Sirene than she could have imagined.

When we sailed, it was Sirena, who was looking full of youthful energy, but when we looked while she was rocked by the waves of the outer ocean, she lost her vitality and seemed to be struck by repeated terrible nausea.

Still, Silena makes that 'Loved and Singing by God' sound temperamental, trying to please the passengers she boarded with.

However, as a result of pushing and continuing to sing, Sirena, who was completely out of her energy, fell asleep to fall after arriving at the harbor of Harpertown, and was completely stuck in her hotel room.

Although we originally considered it a rest period for some time after we got to the port, Silena never shows us how to recover, even after more than a week.

Particularly serious was that my appetite never returned.

Since Silena got off the ship, she's only been able to eat less than half the usual amount.

I've also seen a sailor, but I don't see anything that could cause much other than fatigue due to long journeys.

Nevertheless, as it is, my strength keeps falling and my performance can be affected.

When Silena's father, who was the stage director, took care of Hernando while he was sailing with his mother, it was this' swordfish 'meal he arranged.

Takumi, who had heard this story beforehand, was easy to eat even in hot weather, but also had an ingenious menu to stir up her appetite.

But if you look at this table, it is obvious that these three dishes were also difficult for her to throat.

If you look at other people's plates, apparently they don't have a problem with the taste itself.

In doing so, is it still her physical condition or......

When Takumi conceived it that way, Silena suddenly took up her seat showing how obviously she was there.

"Anyway, Mom and Dad are more worried about the gig than about me! I don't know any more!

From its Rin Soprano voice you can glimpse the splendour of her highly acclaimed singing voice.

But for the two named, it doesn't seem that way.

"Hey, Sirena, don't wait!

"Well, if it wasn't for Sirena, the gig would be..."

"See, I knew it! Fine. I'm coming down. I'm not singing anymore! Let me go back to my country!

"I can't do that to boulders. The Violetta is still more than a month away…"

"Ho! Then you can't go home.

When Silena screamed at Hernando for a word, she somehow lowered her hips in the chair and stuck herself at her desk and began to cry.

My parents try desperately to get rid of me, but she no longer seems to have the ears to work.

Again, she......, Sirena took up her seat again as Takumi tried to speak to her parents and children who came to one conclusion.

"I get it! If you want me to sing so much, at least bring me a bread of wheat! Right, 'Obvajanek' would be nice. Then I'll eat you! I'm not eating anything else!

"Oh, that's so lame..."

"That's right. Even though it was rarely available in the country..."

"I don't know. Yikes! Anyway, it's not a substitute, if you don't bring me a real 'Obvajanek', I won't sing!

When Silena said that, she packed her own bags and just left the room.

The parents also greet Takumi there, making sure to chase him and leave the room behind.

Hernando, left behind, just coughed up one and then spoke to Takumi.

"I'm sorry. You kept making a scene the other day. I'm sorry."

"No. I apologize for not meeting your expectations. But Dear Sirene, you're worried."

"Oh. Aside from all the gigs, you're worried about her health. That's what could fall down as it is. What do you think of Lord Takumi?

"I can't say anything because I'm not a doctor, but I feel like I have a big side of my feelings. As far as I can tell, you seem to have been quite impossible during your voyage, so I wonder if that thread of tension has been broken about the port"

"Hmm, doesn't that just mean your stomach and intestines aren't going back?

Takumi nodded cocklessly at Hernando's words as he heard them at the front.

"Yep. In that evidence, earlier she uttered the word 'bread of wheat'. I know you accidentally came out with your mouth shut, but this flow of food will prove that you crave food deep down."

"Hmm, is there a way to say that..."

"It seems to me that if it were meant to be, what she needs is rest. But......"

"Performances don't wait for me, do you mean? No, I know what's most important to her, but the guests of the land who are waiting for the show have to be taken care of again."

Phew, Hernando spills his words as he sighs.

After a brief silence, Fufu Takumi threw Hernando a question.

"By the way, I apologize for not studying, but what is' Obvajanek 'like? Apparently a bread that uses wheat......"

"Oh, 'Obvajanek' is an ancient bread eaten in her hometown. Now it's made of powder from maize (corn) and soya (soy), but they used wheat. Speaking of 'wheat obvajanek' in that country, you said it was synonymous with something you rarely get. Yeah, I'm sure it was in this shape..."

Takumi, who was seriously listening to Hernando's explanation, moves her eyebrows pickly.

Eventually, when I heard the explanation, I nodded and opened my mouth.

"I see. This would or... might be worth a try"