The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

Nyarch, who jumped out of the "swordfish" momentum, rushed over when he discovered the "station manager” guiding Theo on the platform.

"" Station Manager ”,“ Station Manager ”, it's a big deal! It's a HELP ME!

"Oh, Lord Nyarch, is something wrong?

"It is! Luna's in trouble!

Nyarch's awkward explanation also understands only the high urgency, “Station Manager" quickly rushed to the 'swordfish' when he explained to Theo the next steps of the work.

Thanks to earlier “happenings," Luna was completely calm. You trusted us, you're starting to talk about yourself a little bit.

Takumi began to hear the details again while introducing Luna to the "station manager”.

According to the story, Luna's parents died in an accident when she was five years old, and then she seemed raised under her maternal grandmother, who lived near here. But the grandmother also died about this time last year, after which she was taken to her only close aunt, her uncle.

Under my grandmother was a warmly raised Luna, but it seemed like a harsh setup to wait after I leaned under my uncle and mother.

As soon as it was picked up, I was ordered to do the housework of my uncle and mother's house alone. I was Luna, who had helped with a lot of chores since I lived with my grandmother, but it was a tough heavy labor to do all the chores like cooking for cleaning, laundry and so on by myself as a toddler.

Then only the storeroom and only a few meals are given. If it was something to stumble on during cooking, there was a terrible cage waiting.

Then a while later, they started throwing me out next time they said, "Bring the money home".

Nevertheless, there is no place for me to hire Luna, my child, and when it comes to how to earn money, there is only enough way to sell picked flowers at best or help me carry my luggage in Hot Springs Street to get a chip.

It was also Zara that she could not be fed on days when she made less money, etc.

She couldn't get me to take a bath, and she was washing herself in a nearby river.

As I listened to him talk, there was fuzz and anger in Takumi's heart. What the hell did Luna do? He was a takumi trying to behave calmly, but his fist really helps.

You perceived such air, “Station Manager” spoke to Takumi.

"I understand the situation. This is apparently my turn. Lord Takumi, can I take care of the station for a while?

"Of course it is. Best regards,"

The "station manager” nods one to Takumi's words, which were returned immediately, and then speaks to Luna this time.

"Luna, you had a good one. It would have been really hard here lately. But don't worry. I can help you, Lord Takumi, to make sure Luna doesn't look bad."

"So is Nyarch!!

Nyarch, who was sitting next to Luna and listening to her, joins her voice so that she could put it over the words of "station manager”.

To the words of the three with thoughts in each of them, Luna has spilled tears again. It's not what it was before, it's a tear of emotion.

Nyarch, who saw the tears, was holding Luna and stroking her head quietly.

―――――

After hearing a story from Luna about the street, "Station Manager" took Nyarch and Luna to the city centre in a passenger carriage when he entrusted station work to Takumi.

After confirming this matter with the relevant locations, he said that he would negotiate directly with his aunt and uncle.

It was Takumi who was concerned that the “station manager” 's face was somewhat invincible when boarding the station carriage, but he had a feeling that he shouldn't care too deeply.

As the day began to tilt, Takumi quietly dropped off the boarding carriage leaving from the front square of the station, a member with fewer hands, and stepped on each side about station business and coffee shop work.

It was decided to leave the special sales of the 'swordfish' to Roland. It was from a recent decision that if it was Roland's first job, it would be okay.

Meanwhile, Takumi herself decided to proceed with the station duties with Theo. It was Theo who recently learned to work well, but he still needs guidance on the details. Still, it was something that I could feel growing a lot in this short period of time when I was working alongside Theo.

The struggle by the three of them led to no major problems in the station operations or in the operation of the coffee shop. And when the sun became inclined and shadows stretched long, the harvest festival marked the end of time.

Where Roland was cleaning up, Takumi, who had finished his final train bid, came to help.

"Good luck today. I didn't leave the second half to myself."

"No, that's perfectly fine! Speaking of which, I've got a little extra ingredient, what do you want me to do?

The two boxes shown by Roland each contained fried small pieces of beef and salad vegetables that had been prepared for today's special sales. I seem to have a little extra special tortilla ingredients that I was serving in special sales.

When Takumi sees the remaining ingredients as chilli, he gives instructions to Roland.

"Right, could you just make two more? One is that of Roland and the other is that of Theo. Still, we'll take the rest later."

"Bruise! I'm just so busy and hungry."

The usual kitchen can fill my stomach somewhat with taste (stuffing) and prototype, but today I was spinning special sales in the store by myself, so there just didn't seem to be any gaps. When Roland replied with a full grin, he quickly wrapped the ingredients in the tortilla fabric, placing Theo's share on the plate first, then opening his mouth wide and cheeky.

―――――

Theo and Roland, having finished their work today, arrived home and one Takumi was left in the station building. In the quiet kitchen, the knife sounds.

(Speaking of which, it's been a long time since you've been alone...)

There has always been a Nyarch beside me since I came to this world. Of course, being alone in the kitchen has been around for days, but it may be my first experience that there is no one in the station building. Takumi was in the process of making dinner first, waiting for Nyarch and two others who would probably come home with him.

The vegetable salad prepared as a tortilla ingredient is soothed with a special dressing before being re-served. The chopped beef is re-sautéed with finely chopped seboria (onions), then added the cooked arrows and sautéed further. A curry-flavored pilaf of beef and onion could be made if the salt pepper and aroma were accompanied by a homemade spice mix.

(Now, let me use this one as it's a corner)

What Takumi had in her hand was the fruit of Mansana (apple), which she had received earlier from Luna. The brightly red-stained Mansana fruit is slightly smaller but heavier, and the fruit is stuffed.

Once again, the takumi with the knife is handily peeled off of the mansana and then cut into six equal pieces. And when I removed the core one by one, I dipped it in the salt water I had prepared.

As he proceeds through Mansana's descent, Takumi cuts only a few ends and throws them into his mouth.

(Um, it's pretty sour after all. This is going to be a good finish)

The Mansana fruit of "This World” has a strong acidity. Even as it was, I couldn't eat it, but I had the image of a confectionery in the takumi. In fact, “this world” people often bake and boil mansanas.

Upon completion of the treatment under the fruit of Mansana, Takumi prepared a pan.

(I might eat that kid too, shall I refrain from alcohol)

White wine and water, sugar, and limon juice were placed in the pan. Stir these slightly to dissolve the sugar, then add both the mansana peel and the fruit. The pan containing all the ingredients was placed on the oven stove ceiling and was set on a soft fire.

Then when Takumi prepares a new pan, add the egg yolk and sugar in it and stir well while adding the milk. When I sifted the powder of the arrows into the egg solution and soaked the whole thing, this was also placed on the top plate of the oven stove.

Takumi stirs the egg liquid in a wooden slab as she checks the condition of the pan with mansana placed next to her. Then, the egg solution, to which the heat is gradually applied, becomes thickened and stiff. I can make custard cream.

(Sounds like it's time for this one)

Takumi, who then checked on the pan with mansana, nodded one thing. In the pan, the pale pink stained mansana fruit shined. When you stab through the beautiful, thin wooden skewer, you push it through without any resistance. The finish was excellent and the Mansana compote was completed.

The custard cream and mansana compote are both brought down from the fire and the coarse heat is taken.

In the meantime, Takumi worked on making fabrics.

Prepared are mice (corn) flour and arrow flour, and Armandra (almond) flour to add aroma. In the mixture of them, add the sugar, salt, eggs, and yam similar nym down and stir well.

It's bench time for a while when the dough has been well crafted and shaped to weigh in where it has come together.

(Phew, this is already the time)

When I saw the clock with the takumi on the wall that was gently cleaning up on the kitchen table, it was about to be 19: 00.

The sun is completely down outside, and the book of the night is down. Work in the kitchen was also dependent on the lamp lights I had at hand.

I shall miss coming home in the dark...... Takumi, thinking so, once he went to the hall while wiping his hands, lit one lamp at a time that he was equipping the wall.

Takumi, back in the quiet kitchen, went on to work. When butter is applied to a shallow tray made of metal, it spreads thinly so that the earlier fabric is pushed and extended by hand. And when I put that dough inside the grill of the oven stove on each plate, I sat down on a wooden box instead of a chair.

Takumi thinks about this aftermath, carefully adjusting the fires and subtractions. Slower returns than Takumi thought may be causing some trouble.

Although I don't think it's important because it has a "station manager” on it, I'm still worried that I don't know how it is.

If I'm not doing something, I'm going to be crushed with anxiety. Takumi kept looking at the fire indifferently, as she shook off that anxiety.

Takumi's hand, which after a while anticipated the fit, removes the dish with the dough from the grill. The baked dough had a light tight color, leaving moisture throughout. You can do just fine as a lower grill.

The fragrant aroma of Armandra inside the fabric spread on one side.

That's when I heard something coming from the hall. I'm sure the Nyarches are back. Takumi peeks into the hall from the kitchen.

The first person I spoke to was the "station manager”.

"Oh, Lord Takumi. It's late, but we're home now."

"I'm just here!

Following the station manager, Nyarch also spoke with the usual energetic voice. Takumi, who sees him, will know that his hunch was right.

Nyarch's hand held onto the girl earlier, Luna's hand.