The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

That evening, there were five people in the hall of the coffee shop "Tsubame", which was closed. Theo, who extended the circle of controversy to two of Aldi and Cardi, who emitted the edge of this disturbance, and Nyarch and Luna, residents of this station building.

The lamp lights hanging from the ceiling shine the droplets on the windows. The hall of the 'swordfish', which welcomed the night, was getting a little colder.

In the station building with the 'swordfish', the heating kiln in the basement had been burned since yesterday as soon as possible. The heated kiln-warmed air passed through each room in the station building, the upstairs living room, and the pipes strewn under the floor of this' swordfish 'hall, yet a mechanism for twitching and warming the room like floor heating.

Thanks to this heating, it gets so warm that no jacket is needed in any room in the station building during the day, but it still gets quite cold at night. Especially if it is a less partitioned hall.

Warmer soups can't wait more when they do. The five waited late for the "white Almeja soup” to be served.

"Armeha's White S ~ P ~, Very Fun ~ ~ ~"

"I've been waiting for my stomach to peel."

You completely forgot about the other day's argument and all, and Aldi and Caldy, who were invited to dinner today, are in such a good mood.

"Hmm, it's easy...... Well, it's better than getting into a fight..."

Theo laughs unexpectedly like that attitude changes.

When Fu and Theo looked up, even Nyarch, who was sitting across the street, was singing in a mood to see if they had been followed by a song.

"I'm looking forward to it, too. ♪ It's a white winter soup. ♪

Luna, sitting in the seat next to Nyarch, was listening to the singing in a good mood.

Luna, who had previously been surprised one by one by Nyarch's unclamped behavior, seems to have become much more familiar these days and has been immobilized in a few things.

Less so, Takumi and Roland came to a silver tray with a deep soup dish in their hands to the table where the five waited thoughtfully.

"Thank you for waiting. I brought you the dish. Be careful, it's hot."

In addition to the two empty seats in front of each person's seat, plates can also be arranged. Inside the plate is a slightly yellowish white cream soup.

The white canvas of the soup is littered with pere heels, and its beautiful greenery seems to stir your appetite.

After arranging all the minutes, Takumi reached the empty seat next to Nyarch and Roland next to Theo. After a token addressed to all, Takumi begins to explain.

"This is the" white Almeja soup ”we were talking about the other day. Next to the soup dish is a mace (corn) bread rusk that has been baked twice and skipped moisture. Dip in the soup or gently crush and sprinkle into the soup if desired"

"I said don't do it!!

I approximated the other faces I tried to pray for before the meal waiting for Takumi's explanation to finish, and Nyarch gave a loud pre-meal greeting and quickly cheeked up the soup. Every time Nyachi flies, his white breath rises out of his mouth.

"Mm-hmm, I knew it would taste good!!

Nyarch cheeks the soup with a full smile. Aldi and Cardi, who saw the appearance, also stretched a spoon at a glance for soup.

……

It was the two of us who tried to say something, or it seemed like the heat had turned in my mouth because I ate too fast. The two of them turn their faces to the ceiling for a while. From their mouths, the fu relaxes the hot air.

And when they managed to put that warm soup through their throats, they spoke out of gratitude once they had seen each other.

"Ha-ha-ha! But hey!!

"Yeah! That's yummy!!

This milk-tailored white soup can be described as “neat” if it has a "refreshing", tomato-tailored red soup that has a "firm” taste.

Roll the thick soup over your tongue and the mellow flavor will make your mind jump. Besides, it's completely different than just the taste of milk. Behind its mellow flavor, meat and vegetables, as well as the flavor of Almeja, are firmly felt.

The two indulgents in the soup now carried each piece of ingredient to their mouths with a spoon.

Vegetables such as sanaolia, patata and seboria are all softly simmered, and the sweetness of the vegetables, the grace of the earth, is fully drawn out. The aroma of salted meat and the richness of fat are also very palatable.

And more importantly, it's the taste of Almeja, the star.

You can feel comfortable elasticity if you put your teeth on Armeja's body, which is finished with a prickly texture without shrinking. If I cut off his body with my teeth, this time the taste of the grace of the sea overflowed from the inside.

This Armeja flavour goes hand in hand with the mellowness of the soup, creating additional delicacies.

And very easy to eat thanks to being removed from the shell. You can enjoy the flavor many times at a time by chewing yourself up together.

While Aldi and Cardi were enjoying the soup by making sure they wore it, Luna now raised her voice.

"This mythbread is baked so crispy. I like this."

The mythbread rusk, which was served as an accompaniment, was cooked in the oven stove excess heat after being sliced to dry as thinly as possible.

Fully moisturized, the rusk had a crisp texture that was more than toast, adding more flavor and fragrance to the mist.

It's a tasty rusk like a treat even if you eat it as it is, but eating it with the soup can change that look.

When the rusk is soaked in the soup, and then eaten, the rusk, which inhales the flavour of the soup in abundance, transforms into a fluffy, swinging texture, spreading the flavour of the mixture of soup and rusk all over the mouth.

On the other hand, if you crush it small and put it on as a floating body, the soup adds a crisp texture and aroma, which makes this one just the right accent.

Both taste great enough to make me wonder how to eat them.

"No, I knew there was a soup that used milk like myspotage, but I didn't know it would produce so much flavor with Almeja...... surprise"

After about half eating, Theo leaked his admiration with a breath. Roland follows that word as well.

"I let them cook with me, but the way they're made themselves looks a lot like" azure ”or“ red, "right? Instead of adding tomatoes in" red, "I feel like I'm just adding milk with the arrow flour. I think it's easy to make this at home with ingredients."

Takumi added words to supplement as he nodded slowly to Roland's words.

"Even if there is no arrow flour, for example, if you crush the boiled patter and mix it, it will thicken, so I wonder if that's okay. This white Almeja soup was well made at home in my hometown. There's a little trick to it, but it's easy to make it delicious, along with" mellow ”and” red. "

Having heard Takumi explain, Aldi and Cardi turn that excitement into a song.

"Well, it's amazing how easy and delicious it is."

"Right - ♪ You spread this all over the place ♪"

To that lyric that the two sing, Roland, the “disciple," rushes to pinch the words.

"But this is the dish Mr. Takumi made, right? Is it okay if we spread the word about how to make it?

"Yeah, because, as I said earlier, it's originally one of the home dishes. I can't be happier if you accept it as one of your new flavors. It's an easy soup dish, and you can have a different taste for each home."

Takumi responded with her usual flamboyant smile without worries. Relieved by the word, Aldi and Cardi spin the song even more.

"Then -" "Lots -" "When -" "In Many Places -" "Let Me Sing - Sooo" "

The two had a full grin as if they had found their new mission.

The dinner party surrounding the "white Almeja soup” continued to be lively ever since.

Everyone surrounding the table is having fun and excitement, focusing on Aldi and Cardi songs.

In the meantime, Takumi, who sent her gaze to the seat next to her, realizes that there is no sign of Nyachi who is supposed to be sitting there.

Speaking of which, it seems to have been quite quiet since earlier, but now..., Takumi sent her gaze towards the door to the kitchen.

Then, as Takumi expected, he could see Nyarch sneaking with his legs out at the end of that gaze.

Takumi speaks to herself walking away from making any noise by turning off the signs.

"Um, what's Nyarch doing there?

"Ha ha... I thought I'd change the soup..."

To Takumi's call, Nyarch turned around slowly with his ears perfected.

Takumi's expression, which has moved into Nyarch's sight, remains, as usual, a calm grin. Nyarch smiles at Takumi without hesitation so that he can match it.

Such a takumi spoke to Nyarch in a slow and calm manner, as usual.

"Mm-hmm, good replacement, but you're not gonna be alone, are you?

To the words, Nyarch knocks down his ear and sneers. Nyarch's actions he was about to take were firmly foreshadowed by Takumi.

Takumi pounds her legs and calls Nyarch.

"Yes, please come back here once."

Nyarch, who realizes he can no longer escape, obeys Takumi's words very hard while making the bat look bad.

When he returns to his place, Takumi urges him to place the dish on the table. The cottish sound echoes from the table.

Takumi, standing up to signal the sound, circled behind Nyarch and grabbed a slightly rounded back and lifted it.

"No solitary. Reflect."

"Ha ha..."

Encouraged to reflect in his usual pose, Nyarch raises his fine voice. The figure renewed the gaze of everyone surrounding the table. Eventually, a voice called Couscous leaked out of no-one, and he was wrapped up in a big laugh.

Subsequently, soup replacements were handed out so as to reach everyone properly with a Roland meal.

The first time I had “white Almeja soup," the taste was shocking for both Aldi and Cardi.

But the more I eat this “white," the more I'm reminded of the wonders and the delicacies of "azure” and “red”.

Which is not the best. “Awful”, “red”, and "white” have their own flavors, and they taste good for each.

Let's sing and spread the word so that everyone can enjoy the new soup called "White”, as well as "Awful” and “Red” - it was Aldi and Caldy who vowed so to their hearts as they surrounded the table and sang cheerfully.