The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"Um, this tastes good too. You're as good as ever."

A young man snapped in a private room in the "swordfish" coffee shop where the lamp was lit.

Sophia sitting across from him returns words to that crush.

"If you're a Liberto, isn't this kind of dish served from time to time?

"Hey, there's no such thing as an opportunity to indulge in a meal alone with a nice woman. That's all the more so if you're a smart woman who can make a grand speech in front of all those big people."

"I'm afraid you complimented me. But you were so nervous, your knees were shaking, right?

"Really? You didn't get to see that when you were held back by a beautiful dress. Too bad."

Even in the light mouth, Sophia smiled softly and softly at the words of Liberto, who stood her up firmly.

I don't feel bad about being complimented with a nice woman. That is all the more so if you are the eminent and outstanding ambassador of your generation.

The two had gathered at the coffee shop, the swordfish, as promised two months earlier, and enjoyed a small dinner just for the two of them in a specially appointed private room.

Today's casual mini-course meant that four items were scheduled to be served.

The first appetizer served was a quiche of patata (potatoes). A paste of patata in a dish-shaped dough just like a tart, mixed with flaming episcanas (spinach) and chopped sanaolia (carrots).

Greens and oranges scattered on white canvas were also beautiful to the eyes, and also a dish with dusty warmth from the burnt quiche.

This was followed by a mice (corn) potage soup. The mellow, serene taste was what gave the two of us a good breath.

And the soup was served with toasted cornbread. Try soaking it in soup if you like, recommended Sophia, I tried following that recommendation even though I thought she might be a little bit behaving......

I wonder, then, if the aromatically baked cornbread is stained with plenty of myspotage delicacies, creating a new flavour. Both Sophia and Liberto were just more impressed with the beauty than they expected.

And now it's the main one of the day carried before the two of them - with Coverja-Espa (Sawala) Muniel Limon (Lemon) sauce.

It is a dish with a bright yellow sauce spread over a white plate and a white body of coverja-espa with powder shaken and crispy baked on the surface.

The Libert, when its white body is cut into large bites with a knife, applies a little sauce to the surface and then transports it into the mouth.

As you chew slowly, the flavor overflows from your fluffy body. It also goes great with the refreshing taste of the limon sauce applied to the surface. Sigh leaked out of Libert's mouth unexpectedly.

"This fish called Coverja-Espa, dusty white and quite tasty. Is this a fish that can be picked nearby?

"Yeah, it's a fish that's routinely eaten in coastal areas, mainly around here. We celebrate the seasonal period from winter to spring. We're going to get more fat on it and it's going to taste better."

"I see. I would love to eat such delicious fish in my country if I wished..."

"Even if ice making technology develops and massive amounts of ice become readily available, unfortunately, it's still going to be difficult. Even regular fish are difficult to preserve in the long run unless they are dried or salted, and I've heard that this Coverja-Espa fish is softened and quickly damaged."

"Well, that's a shame... Now let us indulge ourselves while we are in this country. Mm, the skin and eyes are also crisp..."

When Liberto said so, he carried one Coverja-Espa after the other to the slicing mouth. I think I liked this white fish. Libert's plate at hand went empty while he saw it.

"Excuse me. You were so obsessed with it."

"No, it's good to be healthy. But that's Mr. Takumi, isn't it? I have received several baked Coverja-Espa dishes, but this is my first experience of shaking arrow flour on the surface and baking them. In the first place, Takumi started using Arrose Flour for a variety of dishes."

"Well, does this technique belong to Lord Takumi as well? He's still great. I can still see it as having bottomless power."

"Did Master Libert feel the same way?

Sophia listens back, but her outlook on Takumi seems to sum up her opinion with him.

"Oh. I've also asked embassy stuffed cooks and the like since then, but they've been talking about cooking techniques, how to use ingredients, all very novel and creative"

Liberto was remembering when he asked the cook under his command about his dishes. The assessment was that "even though it is a raw material, all new techniques are commonly used".

Not if you ask if there are similar dishes. In fact, there is also a dish called Paige, which is the prototype of Paige (Paige) that has become the “determinant” of Pato's transactions. But everyone in the cook had his tongue wrapped around the free idea of making Pato paeja.

I guess so is Muniel today. Whatever the number of dishes I baked fish, the idea of baking with arrow flour was certainly something I had never seen before. Liberto felt that incorporating such a new technique into the dish in a very natural way was not a great force.

The thought is further reinforced by the words of Sophia.

"But Takumi herself is using the great technology and ideas. Yes, I even get the impression from past experience that I've naturally acquired skills and knowledge."

"Right. It is wild to pry into the past, but it must be a gift that has undergone training. But with as much skill as he can, status, honor, whatever he wants..."

"It seems Takumi doesn't want that... something like that, I guess. But as far as I'm concerned, I'd like Mr. Takumi to use his powers on a bigger stage and have a lot of influence around him."

Sophia breathes, Phew. The badly toothed way of saying it was the manifestation of a full understanding that the wish was not in keeping with Takumi's will.

Talk to Sophia with Liberto lifting the corner of her mouth to give her a worrying look somewhere.

"What, the way we use our power is something we can devise. Now, did Pato's deal come together because he was able to help Lord Takumi, albeit indirectly? It will be possible to help softly from the back without having to put yourself on the gorgeous stage."

To Liberto's words, Sophia nodded slowly and expressed her consent.

"Right. On second thought, the ice mill that we revealed today was also inspired by the“ shaved ice ”produced by Takumi. It was the stories of ice and ice ingredients that led to the spread of artificial ice."

"Exactly, yeah. Lord Takumi's power has the potential to inspire change and development in this society. However, if you dare to say so, it is only a power to create“ triggers ”. Moving times around as a big tide will require another force."

"It's the role of people like Liberto and me who are responsible for that, right? Beyond being in a position to move society to each of us, we believe it is our mission to create a greater flow, connecting the fringes of various powerful people, including Takumi."

When Sophia says so, she looks kickingly at the young ambassador sitting in the front. Pure and powerful gaze.

Being with her still excites me - Liberto nodded forcefully at the young female banker sitting in the front.

"Oh, I feel the same way. Please keep it up."

"Nice to meet you."

Two gentle handshakes across the table. That's when I heard Concon and Knock through the door.

Sophia, too enthusiastic about the story and realizing that the tension had increased, called out to the "talking lord” who was across the door after he had corrected his residence. Takumi came into the room with the two of them.

"Excuse me. Have you eaten?

"Oh, we really enjoyed it today. Especially this fish called Coverja-Espa, this was really delicious."

"Besides, the taste of Limon's sauce was wonderful. If you get another chance, don't hesitate to give our Natl a guide either"

To the eulogy of letting go from the two, Takumi bows her head.

"Thank you for your excessive words. By the way, this is my dessert of the day, but I had a little taste in it...... We apologize for your efforts, but would you mind coming to the hall on the first floor?

"Well, that's what Lord Takumi would say, which seems somewhat hobby...?

To Liberto's question, Takumi nodded slowly, smiling.

To that silent reply, Sophia continues her words, drawing on Takumi's intentions.

"This sounds like you should head to the hall before asking about your hobbies. Master Liberto, may I?

"Of course. I just want you to pay attention to the stairs today. I can't stop being like that again."

"Holy shit! How cowardly of you to hold on to something like that!

They bring up what happened two months ago, and Sophia swells her pussy cheeks. The look on Libert's face, staring at the state of it, seemed like a real pleasure.