The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"Hmm, it's a really refreshing day!

Under the refreshing skies of autumn sunshine, Nyarch was walking alone in the square in front of the station. The front square of the station, lined with stalls, was very busy with more crowds than usual.

In front of the station is the “Harvest Festival" - a traditional festival of "This World” celebrating the fruitful fall and thanking the goddess of the earth.

As autumn deepens day by day, the "Harvest Festival” opens everywhere in the city. Working with residents and shopkeepers around the front of the station, which has recently opened up little by little, a new Harvest Festival will also be held in front of the station square at Harpertown Station this year.

The coffee shop "Tsubame" was also closed to normal business today, opening the hall as a rest stop, while leaving stalls to serve drinks and snacks.

In front of the station square, which many people call home, it is the children who are the stars of the "Harvest Festival".

Taking over the “harvest festival” customs, the children are all dressed in thoughtful disguises. I see some children in traditional costumes, others dressed like goddesses, carrying feathers on their backs like spirits. And all the children had hand-carrying cages made of knitted cuckoos.

As Nyarch walked through such a bustling venue, the children ran purr by its side. Apparently, I found what you're looking for: "Adults in red scarves."

The children surround the slightly wider woman before saying "magical words”.

"Turco o trato!"

The spoken woman grinned and grinned, handing out to the children what she had taken out of the bag she had. When the children received say thank you verbally, they all go into the carry-on cage looking important.

It is a custom known as the "Parte de Tierra", also known as the ”Harvest Festival".

The "Parte de Tierra”, originally based on the sharing among the participants of the grace of the earth dedicated to the harvest festival, was now continually reshaped like a gift from adults to children.

What the adults give to the "Truco o Trato" hanging from the kids is cookies and other sweets, handmade little dolls and toys, and the bright red fruit - Mansana (apple) - that the goddess of the earth said she loved so much.

By the end of the harvest festival, every cage of children was filled with Parte de Tierra.

(Hmm, sounds like a lot of fun. I'm so proud of you!

Nyarch's cat ears move picturesque in the eyes of delicious looking treats and mansanas presented to children.

Nevertheless, the Parte de Tierra is for the children. No matter how close my mental age was to my child unlimited, my self-control was working properly that I just wouldn't get it.

Nyarch stared enviously at the children rejoicing.

To such Nyarch's sight, fu, a figure of one girl standing in a corner of the venue jumped in.

While there were many children dressed in colorful costumes, the girl was dressed in a blackish presence as if she were a witch.

The black cloth, which is woven like a cape, rubs off all over the cloth if you look closely. The black triangular hat on his head also seems to be broken and damaged by the tip.

The girl stood in the corner of a less visible venue, staring at the other children chasing the adults in search of Parte de Tierra.

Nyarch, concerned about the lonely appearance, glanced at the girl with a little cancer when he approached her before speaking up.

"Ni? What's going on here?

"Yikes! Oh, you know, the..."

The girl, suddenly called out, shivers in freckles and stifles her body. To the girl whose words don't come out well, Nyarch continues to talk, tilting her neck.

"Your daughter's not going to Turco o Trato? Is it hard for you to speak up?

To Nyarch, who speaks gently, the girl returned the words, albeit odd.

"Oh, you know, I'm fine. Well, more than that...... could you buy this mansana?

When the girl said so, she took one mansana fruit out of the cage. Its fruit, which is slightly smaller, is tinted deep red. When Nyarch excepted a little in the cage, it contained a lot of equally colored mansanas.

"Um, I don't mind buying you something else. But what happened to your face like that?

In Nyarch's eyes, the girl's expression appeared frightened by something. I never thought I was selling Mansana of my own free will, something, like being stuck in a feather, or being pushed away.

The girl shuts up for a while to Nyarch's question, but in the meantime starts talking about the situation with the potpourri.

"Um, me, if I don't sell all of this and take the money home, that... I'll be pissed off again... So... please... buy it..."

The girl who is about to cry out now and clogs her words. Feeling that nasty sign, Nyarch decided to take the girl under the person he relied on most.

"You got it. Then they'll come to us for now! I'm going to talk to you!

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"I see, is that the story..."

Nyarch, who returned to the shop of the coffee shop Tsubame, which is a resting place, quickly took the consultation to Takumi. Takumi, hearing the circumstances, stares at the girl as she arms over the counter, roaring hmm.

"So I wanted to buy you this mansana as much as I could. Can't you?

"Hmm, Mansana can be used a lot, and I hope it's good..."

Takumi stares again at the girl drinking a little bit of Naranja (orange) juice offered by Nyarch. Around ten when you were a year old, or maybe a little bigger?

My hair is bumpy and doesn't look very well maintained. My physique is also a lot thinner for children. If you look closely, your skin is also crusty.

One possibility that emerges from the observation of Nyarch's story and the girl… If that were reality, things would need to be urgent. Wrinkles between the eyebrows of Takumi become more bitter.

Nyarch peeked worryingly at Takumi, who gave him a reluctant look. Takumi, with a good gaze, thinks Shit...... while he gently speaks to Nyarch with the brow he was lurking on as the letter Ha.

"After you hear more about it for now. Nyarch, can you carry the meringue cookies there? And can you get me a juice replacement and a coffee? I'll be speaking to“ Station Manager ”and Roland first, so be ready in the meantime."

"It's so aiming! Can I juice it, too?

Takumi gently returned to Nyarch, who had replied in the usual light condition, yes, fine.

I don't know if I'm trying to encourage Takumi to look bitter and behave brightly, or just natural, but Nyarch's always unchanging bright attitude really helps at times like this.

Takumi, who had entrusted Nyarch with the preparation of treats and drinks when talking to the girl, headed to contact the “station manager” and Roland for business.

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When Takumi came back to the 'swordfish' and saw the girl's seat, Nyarch was just finishing preparing a treat and a new drink. As Takumi approaches her seat, she drops her knees and aligns her gaze with the girl's height before speaking up.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Takumi, Nyarch's husband and master of this coffee shop. Nyarch told me about it. Um, what can I call you...?

"Oh, wow, I say, Le, Luna..."

The girl named herself as she leaned down. That look, of course, seems to make the whole body very tense.

Given the girl's age, it would be natural to be nervous to talk to 'Uncle I Don't Know' alone. Nevertheless, from the look of the girl in front of me, it was something that made me feel uncomfortable, not conveying anything at all like the obscenity of a child.

Takumi glanced at Nyarch, telling him to carry sweets and drinks with her gaze.

"I say Luna! That's a good name. So this is Truco o Trato for Luna!

"If you say so, you're Parte de Tierra. Come on, go ahead. Don't hesitate to eat."

By the hand of Nyarch, a new Naranha juice and a meringue cookie served in a vessel are arranged before Luna.

Luna didn't try to keep her hands on her lean at first, but when Nyarch urged her, she finally put just a little bit of Naranha juice on her mouth.

Takumi slowly speaks to Luna as she crumbles and observes the situation.

"Uh, Luna wanted us to buy Mansana, didn't she? In the meantime, can I see it?

"Ah, yes..."

Luna took one bright red ripe mansana out of the cage she held at hand and gave it to Takumi. Takumi continues the conversation further as she stares at it.

"It's a little small, but you're a tight good mansana. This is going to be enough for our store."

"Oh, and then, can you buy it? It doesn't matter at all! Please!

Until then, Luna leaned down and stared at Takumi as she looked up and pleaded.

Unlike the bright gaze that found hope, it's a gaze trying to escape the crisis.

Takumi layered her own hands to gently cover her hands as she let Luna hold the fruit of Mansana in her hands.

"Before I do, can I ask why Luna wants me to buy this Mansana?

Luna's face blues all at once in Takumi's words, and she shudders in a gut. Nyarch hastily held Luna's shoulder and intimidated Takumi sharply.

"Holy shit! Good luck! Don't bully Luna!

But Takumi doesn't move at all. Speak gently while carefully choosing words so as not to take your gaze off Luna and frighten her.

"Luna, isn't there any reason why you want me to buy this mansana? If you don't mind, could you tell us why?

You thought Takumi's words seemed to see your mind through, and Luna leaned back down and shook out. Nyarch holds tight so as to envelop the frightening Luna.

Takumi waits still for Luna to utter her words as she watches how it goes. And after silence dominated the field for a while, Luna finally opened her heavy mouth.

"... if you don't sell Mansana and take the money home, you can't let me in."

Is that still the situation? Wrinkles unwittingly fall between Takumi's eyebrows. Seems like a situation that falls into the category of the worse, even in the case I assumed.

On the other hand, Nyarch, unable to assume the circumstances, puts a straightforward question in his mouth.

"Uh-huh? Does that mean there's gonna be moms and dads?

"... my mom and dad aren't dead. That's why Luna's letting me live at her uncle's and aunt's house."

Nyarch surprised by Luna's words. Still, it was Nyarch trying to keep talking, but Takumi took control of it with a gentle hand.

"Oh well... did Luna tell my uncle and aunt to sell this mansana?

Luna's head shook slowly to the side.

"Luna is not my uncle's or my aunt's child, so I shouldn't bother you. That's why Luna has to take the money home. If you take the money home, you can let me in, and you can feed me rice... Otherwise, I, I..."

It was Luna, who spinning her words desperately, but once she had spoken her thoughts, she would no longer be able to enjoy them, tears were overflowing from her eyes.

I'm not talking about the bad side, it's the worst. We need to check the circumstances a little more closely, but it was clear that there was an imminent crisis in the body of a girl named Luna in front of us.

I want to manage to reach out more than the edges have thus connected, Takumi naturally thought so.

But Takumi patrols there once. Because I originally thought that not being a person in this world could create excessive problems in my hands.

We need to turn to the people of "this world" and also those with great influence - Takumi, who decided so, spoke up to Nyarch.

"Nyarch, please call“ Station Manager ”. We need help."

"Roger that! I'll be right back!

When Nyarch also speaks to Luna as she leaves, she tries to pop out of the coffee shop at first sight...... but in the first step she snapped and fell with Stern as much as she wanted, whether she panicked or something was on the floor.

With all that stunning fall, Luna rounds her eyes and solidifies. Surprisingly, the tears that had spilled earlier also seemed to have stopped at the top.

Nyarch swinging the table softly. Takumi holds his head, but points a little at Nyarch's feet. When Luna, caught by it, moved her gaze in the direction Takumi pointed, Nyarch's skirt rolled up on the fallen clap and her thighs were dewy.

"Mmmm! Ohhhhhhhhh!

When Nyarch stands up pah, he shows his teeth and protests against Takumi. I think you have the one who fell... Takumi sucks, but doesn't seem to have ears to listen to.

It was Luna who had been staring at the interaction between the two for a while, but she started spilling couscous and laughter about how ridiculous it was. Nyarch, who noticed it, spoke to Luna in the way he played.

"Nah! He finally laughed at me. I knew you'd be cuter laughing! Smiles are the best!

"Oh, no..."

All of a sudden, Luna can talk, turn her face bright red and illuminate. Again, we must not let this smile be lost.

Takumi was starting to assemble in her head what was the most she could do now.