The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"I don't like it anymore!!!! Go home oooooooooooo!!

The first train arrived on time today, and Keane and a squeaky scream echoed in the station building, finally springing up and surrounded by calm air. I wonder what Takumi was doing when she arrived as “acting station manager” and look at the source of the voice. Then there I saw a little girl clinging to the train door and crying and a mother who was trying to forgive me next to that child. Takumi first left the response to the conductor and decided to continue with the bill-collection work, as she saw the conductor rushing as soon as she reacted to the child's cry.

After a while, the ticket slot queue disappeared, and all we had to do was leave a group of customers behind. Looks like I managed to get you off the train while I was continuing to collect bills. Takumi took over the correspondence from the conductor and spoke to the customer who was sitting on the bench of the home.

"Thank you for using today. Aren't you tired of a long trip?

"Yeah, I'm fine, but I think this kid got tired of the long journey... and I'm so sorry for the noise"

The mother and the woman, who replied so, wore a white capelin hat with a light blue ribbon and had a very clear and elegant vibe from the outfit of weaving a shawl over a long piece of white. Meanwhile, the girl, who, like her mother, wore a white flared piece and a large red ribbon on her head, was swelling her cheeks to the point of stunning, so much so that plumping would be the word for her now.

"No, even adults can have a long journey by train, so it must have been tough for small children. What do you think? Once you've finished collecting bills, would you like to move the place to the coffee shop?

"Is it a coffee shop? Because it's near here?

"Yes, at this station, I have renovated the corner of the waiting room and I have also set up a coffee shop. We are serving drinks to guests with children who will be using this station just today, so please do not hesitate to use it if you prefer."

"Well! That's a thankful service. Because I'm sure this kid will settle down if he rests a little... Come on, Liana, they can get you a drink over there. Let's go."

The girl called Liana remained that way to her mother's call as well. Still, when her mother takes Liana's hand, she leans toward the ticket slot, although it remained fluffy. Takumi also guided them to the ticket slot as she helped carry their mother and daughter's luggage.

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"Good luck with your long journey. Today for cute Liana, I'm gonna let you serve drinks! Which one of these would you like to drink?

Nyachi, hearing the circumstances from Takumi, who has guided her mother and daughter to the coffee shop, talks with Liana, who has taken her seat, at the height of her gaze. The children's beverage to choose from with the drink service is fresh milk just arrived today, or a cafe aure full of milk, or an aure of fressa crushed with small grains of sweet and sour red berry fruit to go with the milk.

Liana looks at the menu chills, but she turns to the pussy. Mother rushes to Nyarch to see how it goes.

"I'm so sorry. Yeah, and can I have this, uh, Fressa's aure?

"Yes, you did! And I guess Liana's mom can serve either coffee or just now. Which one do you want?

"Oh, can you give it to me? Then I'll have a... warm cafe au lait."

"Roger that! Please wait!

When Nyarch heads to the counter, he takes out a few of the fressa (strawberry) fruit that was floating in the water bucket, takes a green heta and puts it in a small rind bowl. Crush Fressa's fruit with a rinse as she rocks her ears pimply and sings her nose song. Pouring the milk where the grains have been crushed to a slight degree to remain, Fressa's fruit juice blends into the bright white milk and stains slightly pink. Lick the pello and see the flavor, then bring just a little honey to the concealed flavor and stir well while crushing the fressa fruit further. Pour the leftover pulp into the glass with a small, finely netted monkey and Fressaole can do it. In the meantime, the hot café au lait was also quickly completed by pairing the warmed and placed milk in the oven stove with the cinnamon coffee, which was also kept warm in the pot.

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"Thank you for waiting. Even though it's Liana's fressa ole and Mom's hot cafe ole. Enjoy it."

Nyarch puts the service drinks he can serve in the basin and transports them to the table where Liana, who is still grumpy, waits. Liana looks like she hasn't fixed her mood yet, but Fressaore seems to have intrigued me a little, sending her a glimpse.

"It's a combination of freshly squeezed milk today and the juice of Fressa's fruit. Yum. Okay?

Liana finally opened her mouth as Nyarch spoke to peek in.

"This is such a childish drink, I don't drink it! Nothing more suitable for a lady?

"Look, don't say that rudely to what you just received"

Her mother can hold back, but Liana hasn't spoken voluntarily.

"I don't know. I don't drink like this!

"Really? It was delicious because of it... Then why don't I drink it because it's a waste?

Nyarch puts his cat ear to sleep with Shun, and he tries to get Fressaole in his hand as he stares at Liana to appeal to him, unfortunately... Then Liana panicked and held the glass in.

"Then you're not stupid! You gave this to me, didn't you? Well, it looks like a childish drink, but I can't help it, so I'll swallow it for you. Yikes. And call me Mr. Liana, not Liana!

Liana drinks Fressaole golly, freshly with a quick mouth, just saying she can't wait to be taken. The flavor of sweet and sour fressa wrapped in the mellowness of milk spreads all over my mouth. I accidentally dust my face and smile happily ever after. Liana drank Fressaole all at once, obsessed.

"Hey, that's pretty good..."

Liana notices Nyarch and her mother watching quietly and tries to get back to the top of the Buddha in advance. But it's hard to hide a softened look once. Liana turns that way with the bad butt and the lightness. At that time, inspired by the earlier Fressaole, the voice of a louder, more energetic belly bug stuck.

"Oh, speaking of which, it was already lunch. Could it be that you were in a bad mood because you were hungry? It was early in the morning..."

Although Liana nodded small at her mother's words, her less embarrassing face turned bright red and leaned over. The mother smiles at Liana like that and squints her head softly. And I spoke to Nyarch.

"If you do, it's a corner, and I'd like something to eat. What can you do?

Liana raises her voice so that she can put it over her mother's words.

"It has to be a fashionable menu, worthy of a lady!

To Liana's words, Nyarch responds to Liana with a freshly pinned ear and a nibbly smile.

"Yes, you did! Yeah, well, how about a special lunch for our chef?

"I don't mind. Instead, don't keep the lady waiting too long!

Her mother is only tempted by Liana, who is strong.

"I'm so sorry. I can't eat much right now, so I just need a little pinch… if I can get something sour."

Having heard the two orders, Nyarch responded this way with a smile, as usual.

"Copy that! Now, wait a minute!

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Takumi, who had been frying from lunch sales in the kitchen, heard the order Nyarch had received, and now he was devising… Today, A-lunch was to be served with corn couscous in a seafood curry with lots of shellfish, B-lunch was to be wrapped with tacos from corn tortillas with fried chicken and spicy salsa with ingen beans and ground beef, and C-lunch was to be dominated by a carefully baked roast beef in an oven stove with gravy sauce. They all had flavors for adults and could not fit the mouth of a little kid like Liana. Nevertheless, it would be busy time for lunch guests in a few moments. There wasn't much time left to make something handy.

Then… and Takumi goes to the pantry to pick up the ingredients she needs, thinking of the menu candidate for the special lunch. The first thing I carried out of the pantry were two types of powder - corn flour and soybean flour. Together, they brought out eggs and milk, butter, colza oil, picarbonate, and sugar with a slightly larger grain taste similar to brown sugar.

Takumi with ingredients should first be thoroughly mixed in a foam maker so as to break the eggs into a bowl and allow plenty of air. Where the eggs are sufficiently foamed, add more sugar and milk, and just a little picarbonate, and mix together even more thoroughly. Put the egg liquid on the back of your hand and lick the pello and check the taste. I added just a pinch of salt to the flavor adjustment and then stirred again.

Where the sweet, rich egg solution has been made, combine the corn flour and soy flour in a 1: 1 ratio by sifting it over several times to avoid damnation. While checking the hardness of the dough, mix thoroughly so as to contain as much air as possible as earlier. Is it a little loose? When the powder is added up to the point where it becomes as troublesome and sticky as you think it is, add a spoonful of Corsa oil at the end and mix with the sawdust. Now we're done with the fabric.

Keep the frying pan warm in advance on the oven stove while the dough is being made. Pulling the butter thinly there and quietly putting the dough only half dull into the ladle into the middle of the frying pan, the cream-colored dough spread quietly, slightly more yellow. Wait awhile, paying attention to the temperature of the frying pan so that the dough does not burn, and the ends of the dough start to dry up a little and get potpouts and bubbles on the surface. This is the right time to flip. Turning the dough upside down by sliding the frying back between the dough and the iron plate revealed a delicious looking baked color with a slightly darker eyelid brown. As it was placed for a while and the other side baked carefully, the poured dough swelled up to double the thickness.

Thus bake three small eyed specialty pancakes about the size of a palm and stack them in the largest part of the space on a plate with rounded corners and dividers. Place a piece of butter on top of the pancake and add plenty more honey. Next to the pancake is a raw cream that has been whipped and a jam that leaves the fruit shape of a previously made fressa. In one of the two small spaces, place two slices of fried chicken lettuce leaves from lunch on the bottom. On the other hand, this was also a mash of patata (potatoes) made for lunch, chopped with peppino (cucumber), an elongated vegetable with boiled eggs left in the mornings and a dark green, mixed with homemade mayonnaise, and served with a patata salad seasoned with salted pepper.

And Takumi goes to the finish of this special lunch. Takumi takes one small piece of paper out of a corner of the kitchen and draws a smile mark in the center. I stopped it with paste on a tree skewer as thin as a short cut matchstick and stabbed it in the center of the pancake.

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"That's right, Master, you've never seen lunch like this!

The still unassuming boy wrapped around a white apron from the top of his jeans - Roland called out to Takumi. The cook aspiring boy, Roland, was shocked by the dishes he had eaten during his previous visit to this coffee shop and was coming to help this store like a half-pressed apprentice, eager to be coached by Takumi. Initially a bewildered takumi, but after helping his parents, who are fishermen every day, he was hired in as an assistant focused on lunch sales, relieved of the enthusiasm that would take him about half an hour to run down the road to this store on foot.

"Um, I really wanted to accompany you more like a child lunch with a hamburger or something. You just didn't have that much time. Look, don't hold hands. You're gonna burn."

"Oh, I'm sorry! So, what do you do for your mother?

"Yeah, that's... I thought I'd make a combination like this."

"To?"

Having seen the ingredients Takumi had prepared for the table, Roland was surprised by the combination. Arranged ingredients are homemade yogurt fermented with milk and pomelo fruit (grapefruit), a citrus with more acidity and bitterness than Naranja (orange), and honey. It's a combination like dessert, but even though there's honey, it's a combination of sour ingredients that just spit out from watching. Roland, who is not very good at acidity, accidentally puts on his face.

"Yeah, I don't normally make these combinations"

Takumi had one idea. Liana's mother looked a little ill when she was dealing with the station building earlier. In addition to that, the fact that an appetizing mother ordered "sour food," the fact that it was a long piece outfit that didn't tighten her stomach, and the way Liana continued to dabble as if she were a younger child than she was her original age… Taken together, the answers to be guided were narrowed down to one at a time.

Takumi cuts the prepared pomelo fruit with a knife and peels it one after the other. When all the muscles and skin are also removed, the fruit pulp of the pomelo fruit, like the middle of orange and pink, becomes dewy, spreading a unique sweet and sour aroma on one side of the perimeter. Finished peeling one piece of pomelo fruit, Takumi adds just a little honey to the yogurt and soothes the mixed sauce with the pulp before serving in a deep bowl dish, with mint leaves on the ceiling. Another plate was served with the patata salad I had just made and placed cutely over a wooden basin.

Now we're ready for a special lunch for each mother and daughter. Takumi placed each plate on the shelf of a wall peep window compartmentalizing the counter and kitchen, ringing the bell with chillilene, a signal of completion.

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Her mother watched with warm eyes as Liana was eating lunch indifferently. Originally, the food isn't thin, Liana, but the likes and dislikes of the food are pretty clear, and I don't try to get my hands on anything that doesn't fit my mouth. That's what I'm eating today, even a mash of patata with a bad peppino, with a selfless obsession. Ekbo floated on Liana's cheek, smiling completely.

Above all, what surprised Liana's mother was the lunch she prepared for herself. Grapefruit with a sour white sauce was perfect for my current appetite and physical condition. Besides, the patterned mash of the accompaniment is also very easy to eat, although I don't know what it is flavored with but I can feel some slight acidity somewhere. More importantly, this lunch, prepared solely with fruits and vegetables, was greatly appreciated by me now that I really feel the smell of meat and fish.

"How about some flavor? Did it fit your mouth?

Takumi comes to her mother's and daughter's seat and speaks up. Liana responded this way with her best played voice of the day.

"Yeah, very yummy!! Thanks, uncle."

"No, more than anything if you're happy. Oh, how was that one? Are you going to be eaten?

"Yeah, it's very tasty. Thank you so much.... Yeah, when did they notice I was pregnant?

"No, I just thought somehow I would. I knew you did."

"Yeah, it's still a little bit ahead of us to be born."

"Liana, you're going to be a baby!

While Takumi and her mother are talking, Liana interrupts after lunch. The mother greets it with a gentle, gentle smile and softly turns her head. And I spoke to Takumi.

"I was able to get a great lunch for this kid and that and the belly kid. Thanks to you, this kid fixed his mood, and I haven't been able to eat a whole lot in a long time. Thank you so much."

"This one seems to have been a good lunchtime and above all. Please don't push yourself and have a peaceful day. Liana, help your mother, fill her up, too, okay?

"Yeah! I'm gonna be your sister too, so I'll do my best to help you with a cup!

After finishing lunch and regaining her energy, Liana and her mother took the carriage railroad out of front of the station building and traveled to Springside. I'm sure they'll be quiet in the hot springs for a while. Takumi was going to work on today's lunch sales, which would be more busy from now on, offering prayers in her heart so that she could have a healthy baby safely.