The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

(... Hmm, the new ambassador sounds pretty hot.

Oswald Mendes opens the newspaper he was buying before boarding on the train to Harpertown. On one side, a young man from a prestigious family from a neighbouring country that separated the sea was informed that he had taken up his duties as a new ambassador and had started trade negotiations quickly.

Other articles also report that new developments are beginning one after another in each of the political, economic and social contexts. Oswald was having a moment on the train, also enjoying the guttangotong sway coming from his seat.

At this hottest time of the year, a warm, humid breeze was coming in through the train windows running along the sea. Sweat also seeps into Oswald's forehead reading newspapers in the car. Looking around, the other passengers in the car seemed to feel the same way, and they were each devising ways to get a little cooler when they sweated or said it in their hats. In the meantime, the conductor-like staff jumped in very hastily.

"Do you, any of your customers have a doctor or a medical interest!

"I'm a doctor, was there anything?

Oswald responds to the screaming call of the conductor and speaks up. The conductor arrived next to Oswald. No, he told him about the fire.

"I'm sick on Car 2. We'll have customers. We're so sorry, could you help us?

Oswald nodded silently at the request of the conductor, holding a large black leather bag that he had placed beside him, and headed to Car 2 for guidance on the conductor. There, a woman, who from Oswald's point of view seemed slightly younger than her generation, was lying on the rearmost seat of the vehicle. The woman's complexion is bright blue and relaxed with her body rattling and trembling. A man, supposedly of the same age who was beside a woman, has called out in a voice pleading with Oswald.

"Are you a doctor? Please help our house!

"Yeah, let me see how it goes first, anyway"

Oswald softly puts his hand on the woman's forehead as he puts the conductor and the man in the aisle so that the sight of the other passengers is blocked. The forehead was so hot that it could be seen from just a light touch that it was obvious that it was feverish. He's breathing shallow and his pulse seems slightly faster. Has it hit this heat, or... Oswald speaks to the woman as she draws some possibilities into her head.

"I'm a doctor. How about an addition or a subtraction? Can you answer that?

Then, a woman who was fever and was roaring opened her thin eyes and voiced fine.

"Sorry... suddenly I feel cold, I feel sick..."

Apparently, he manages to be conscious. Oswald remains relieved that the situation is not the worst, while continuing to examine him.

"You can keep lying down. Do you have any physical pain?

To Oswald's question, the woman shakes her neck vertically with stiffness.

"My body's... my savings hurt. And the back of my eyes hurt a lot..."

Oswald snorts one at a time into a woman's words and narrows down the possibilities. From Oswald's experience so far, it could be described as one of the “good signals” if the fever is painful. Because if the painless fever persisted cyclically, the loss of life could lead to a situation. Oswald, with the woman's permission, removes the stethoscope from the leather bag and puts it in his chest to check for heart and breathing sounds.

"Um... how is my wife...?

Oswald replied slowly to the man asking how he was feeling worried.

"I have a high fever and the physical savings seem to hurt quite a bit, but I think it's called a summer cold. Symptoms appear to be slightly stronger combined with long journey fatigue. You'll need rest, but you're probably not worried big enough. However, it is advisable to see a well-equipped hospital as soon as possible"

"Okay. Thank you so much."

The man holds Oswald's hand and conveys his words of gratitude as he moisturizes his eyes. Oswald leads the man's hand gently into the hands of a woman lying down with a slightly bitter grin.

"Hold your precious wife's hand tightly with this hand, and encourage her. By the way, conductor, when you get to the station, I wonder if this woman should give you a little rest, but isn't there a place at the station where you can lie down and rest?

The conductor nodded and answered Oswald's question.

"Yeah, I know if I can handle it if it's Harpertown Station that stops next. When we get to the station, I'll call the station manager. We'll get you ready."

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When train number two arrived, Takumi, who had arrived to pick up the train as “deputy station manager”, was told by the conductor about the outbreak of the sudden illness, and immediately made Nyarch prepare an empty room. The room was on the second floor of the station building, so a man, who would be her husband, carried an indelible woman at her feet up the stairs.

"For this minute, you'll be fine as long as you pull the heat. Let him rest once and for all."

Oswald's words exhale the man with him. Takumi, too, nods at the word and speaks to the man.

"If you don't have plans, you can stay in this room, so take your time off. It will be easy, but we will also prepare a meal"

"I'm really sorry from what to what. Now, let me sweeten your words, and I know you want to take care of me overnight."

The man bows his head deeply to Takumi's offer and expresses his gratitude. Women also try to wake up their bodies, but that was controlled by two men, Oswald and Takumi.

"Ma'am, the first thing you need to do is rest. Rest in peace."

When Oswald told him so, he left the room with Takumi. Down the stairs, Oswald speaks to Takumi.

"It still seems like the kind of summer cold. It will be difficult to eat because of the fever, but give him something that is easy to eat and nutritious. But there was a lot of ice this time of year..."

Oswald was secretly surprised. Despite this time of summer, it was a "wooden barrel with ice water” carried by a woman who seemed to serve. The water cooled with ice cold air must have been amazingly cold, and if you put that cold water-soaked cloth on your head, it would have cooled the heat well. Takumi nods and responds to Oswald's words.

"Yeah, I'm really thankful to have you on a certain edge, and I'm giving you a little bit of ice. If it helps in this way, it's all the more important."

"I see. No, I really appreciate it. Let me thank you as a doctor."

Takumi quickly controls Oswald, who tries to lower his head, and Takumi lowers his head first.

"This is the one who took great care of the crisis in the car. We are also very grateful to have you with us until we see it through to this point of calm. I would like to thank you once again as Acting Station Manager, entrusted with this Harpertown Station."

"No, I did what I deserved as a doctor, too. It wasn't a quick trip, and you don't have to worry about it. Well, can I take a little bit of a dose while you pick me up?

Takumi, of course, responded briefly, and Takumi led him to a seat in the coffee shop hall. Oswald, who takes his seat, slowly smokes when he lights a cigarette in his hand. There, once Takumi was on his way to the kitchen, he came to Oswald's seat with the basin in his hand.

"This is a small thank you from our station. Enjoy."

Takumi told him so, putting the coffee and a few cookies in front of Oswald. Oswald extinguishes the fire by pressing the smoked cigaro into the ashtray with the fine decorations placed on the table when he nods to the eagle fry and takes a cup made of copper. Contrary to expectations, the temperature of the cup transmitted to Oswald's hands was very cold. And Oswald leaks his admiration when he sees the lump of transparency floating in it.

"Well, this is unusual. Coffee chilled with ice..."

"Yeah, I can't usually serve it to customers because of the limited amount of ice, but I broke the ice earlier today, so I thought I'd use it effectively before it melts. And since this is such a hot day, I thought a cold drink would be better than a hot coffee, and at least I have something to thank you for."

"No, you really care and I appreciate it. This is my first experience with cold coffee, but on a hot day like today, this cold is the most important treat. It seems so..."

That being said, Oswald took the pen and ink out of the large leather bag at hand, and a piece of paper, and started writing something with the salad. When you have finished writing so little, put the letter in an envelope and give it to Takumi.

"This envelope describes my standpoint this time. Tell the couple to give it to their doctor when they visit some hospital."

"Thank you. Let me tell you for sure."

Takumi bows her head deeply, thanking her. Oswald, when he offered his hand and controlled it not to care, let Cigaro smoke only once more slowly before pressing it against the ashtray to extinguish the fire and take a seat.

"Well, it looks like you're picking me up. Is the next thing I see you is lunch the day after tomorrow? Then let me drop by this store as a single guest."

"Of course it is. I'll be waiting for you the day after tomorrow."

Takumi bowed her head deeply in front of the station building and dropped off Oswald's carriage until she could no longer see it.

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Two days later, after noon, Oswald came to the coffee shop, the swordfish, as promised. However, the expression was blue and clearly not in good physical condition. Takumi, before they still fit in, sounds worried about Oswald as he pours out the water.

"You don't seem to have a superior complexion, are you okay?

"No, I'm ashamed, after the meeting I attended yesterday, we celebrated our first reunion with this old friend for a long time... but it seems I swallowed a little too much of that... no, I'm ashamed to say I'm a doctor"

Occasionally a headache strikes, Oswald answers Takumi's question with a smile on his face. And he went on like this in a frightened manner.

"So now my stomach doesn't accept food at all... I've been very excited since my promise the other day... but no, I'm really sorry. I'll get you a drink, so can I give you a break until the train leaves?

"Of course, please take your time. Now we have something refreshing and easy to drink."

When Takumi told Oswald that, he returned to the kitchen and began preparing quickly. Takumi prepared tomatoes ripe in bright red. When you slice into a cross on the other side of the tomato heta and stab a fork in the heta area and gently flash it with a rocket stove fire, the wrinkles on the thin skin become more, more peeled. The skin was removed nicely when the crude heat was removed after being applied to the separately preserved water where it peeled to some extent.

Next, when Takumi takes out the grate, she mops down the skinned tomatoes. Once the molten tomatoes are placed in a bowl, they are backed again with fine monkeys. Finally, it is finished with a special tomato juice by squeezing the yellow limon (lemon) juice into the seasoning and adding sweet miele (honey) to the flavor. Takumi called Nyarch, who was serving in the hall, and sent him under Oswald for tomato juice he could.

"Thank you for waiting. This is a special tomato juice."

"Oh, thank you"

Oswald puts only one bite on his mouth when he receives a bright red tomato juice in a glass from Nyarch. When you include that red juice with a little thickness in your mouth, the refreshing sweetness and sourness characteristic of the tomato rolls over your tongue. Subsequently, the rich flavour of ripe tomatoes spreads into the mouth, and finally, the sobriety of tomatoes, which are “vegetables”, seems to refresh the whole body. Exactly the right taste for me right now...... Oswald thanked Takumi for her care while adding a little bit to his mouth.

Oswald, who was slowly drinking tomato juice, noticed that his stomach discomfort earlier had been suppressed. My headache is much easier all the time. Then it's the appetite that springs up. Oswald's stomach, which had eaten nothing in the morning, began to claim his hunger as if he had finally woken up. Oswald calls for a servitude that moves around to sew between the tables, grinning bitterly at its bellyworm claims.

"Are you calling?

"Uh, I'd just like to have a little meal, something light… could I have something like soup, if possible?

"Yes, you did! I'll ask the master."

When Nyarch responds lightly to Oswald's offer, he speaks to Takumi, who is in the kitchen.

"Ojo. I was wondering if I could get some soup rice?

"Hmm? Could it be Mr. Oswald?

Takumi checks the source of the order to see if she came pinned to Nyarch's voice. When Nyarch nodded and confirmed to respond, he glanced at the ingredients, and replied briefly, Copy. Takumi speaks to Roland, who was going to clean up after lunch after a peak, given what he puts out in his head.

"The soup was still there, wasn't it? Do you still have the cooked arrows?

"No, it's okay if it's still a little while. I just moved it to a bowl, so it's getting a little chilly."

Takumi, nodding to Roland's reply, decided on the menu and went on to cook. First, open the lid of the pan and check the rest of the soup. Today's vegetable soup is based on bouillon from chicken gallows and contains chopped leporillo (cabbage), seboria (onion) and sanaolia (carrot). The vegetables in the soup, which had been hot and slowly warmed in a special double pan, had been softened so thoroughly that they could easily be crushed simply by pinching them with their fingers, which had given the whole soup its flavour.

After checking the status of the soup, the takumi peels only a piece of aho (garlic), presses the belly of the knife against it and crushes it. In addition, when tomatoes were prepared, they were washed well as skinned and finely chopped into squares. Where it has been prepared so far, Takumi prepares a one-handed pan and places it on the oven stove ceiling. Add a little oil taken from olive nuts (olives) to the pan and add the crushed aho. The scent shifted to oliva oil, and when the baking color came on, remove the aho from the pan and immediately add the square-cut tomatoes. The mixture was lightly mixed to soak the whole area with oliva oil, then the earlier vegetable soup was poured in and the cooked arrows were also added into it.

(Now, all you have to do is wait a while.

Takumi put a lid on the pan and then flipped a hourglass the size in the middle. Occasionally, as the lid of the pan lifts and watches the futz and steam gush, break the eggs into a bowl and dissolve cleverly with the vegetable chopsticks. Roland looked strangely at Takumi holding two sticks and cleverly judging him, and he called out.

"Uh, was it cynicism? You can do anything cleverly with those two sticks."

"It's very useful when cooking. Shall I tell Roland next time, too?

Takumi invites Roland, showing him the vegetable chopsticks at hand. However, from Roland's point of view, Takumi's figure of freely manipulating Cybashi did not seem like something that could be very imitated.

"Hmm, but it seems very difficult"

"It's okay. In my old place, even the younger ones will be taught properly by their parents, so that anyone can use it for granted."

"Seriously! Let me know next time."

"Yeah, next time I'll ask Mr. Gardo to make one for Roland, so let's practice together. Sounds like you could do it."

Takumi opens the lid of the pan when she confirms that the sand on the hourglass has fallen off. The cooked arrows placed in the pan were swollen with a breath of soup juice. The takumi is transferred to a small plate with only a little bit of the soup that can be served on the radar and included in the mouth. Then, adding just a little salt, pepper and seasoning, I finally poured in the eggs that had just melted, stirred gently and then removed from the top of the ceiling. Takumi took the soup she could to the deep soup dish and took it to the bottom of Oswald, who waited in the hall herself in the basin.

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"Thank you very much for your patience. Soup for your order. It contains chopped tomatoes in corners and cooked arrows as the fruit of the soup. Enjoy."

Takumi serves the soup before Oswald, giving an explanation. Oswald nodded, holding the spoon in his hand, gently scowling only the soup first, contained in his mouth.

(This is... what a sweet taste...

What Oswald felt with his first bite in his mouth was a very serene flavour. The flavour on which it is based will be chicken, with the addition of flavours stained from the well-simmered vegetables there. However, in its flavour, it adds a refreshing flavour stewed from tomatoes to the extent that they remain in shape and a mellow sweetness smudged out of the arrows, bringing the whole together calmly. Even though it recovered somewhat, it had a taste that gently stained my stomach, which was not yet in good shape.

I think I can manage to eat this, Oswald, who decided so, will now try to eat it along with the “fruit” put in the soup. The tomatoes through the fire amplify the flavor and sweetness. And notably the arrows that were put together. Softened enough to crush it with the tip of his tongue, Arrows took in plenty of flavor of soup and tomatoes, which, combined with the sweetness that Arrows himself had, gave it a very deep taste.

"No, it tastes really good… it really seems to stain my body. This will help you get well nourished, even if you're out of shape like me today."

Oswald tells Takumi what he thinks as he goes on eating one spoon, another. Takumi speaks to Oswald when he responds to the words in a moment.

"Actually, this soup, when I was still small, is based on what my parents made me when I caught a cold and fell ill. Speaking of which, you're serving the same soup to the wife of the couple you took care of the other day."

Oswald is more impressed with Takumi's words.

"I see you can get well nourished even when you're losing your appetite for this. No, it really makes sense… yes, if you don't mind, could you tell me how to make this soup? I would definitely recommend it to my patients even in my hospital......"

Takumi acknowledges Oswald's offer in two replies.

"Yeah, of course you don't mind. If it helps, it's more than that."

"Thank you. Now, hurry up..."

When Oswald says so, he takes the pen and ink out of the leather bag, and how many sheets of paper, and sets up a system to be coached. Takumi explained the ingredients and how to make them, one by one, with a slight bitter smile, as it was nothing elaborate.