The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"Now let's move on from here to the rest of the work for the three of us. This is where you use it."

Roland and Luna peek from the side into the bowl Takumi brought to the kitchen table.

There was white powder in it.

It's something I'm used to seeing in my daily work for Roland. Immediately discern who it is.

"This is an arrow powder, right? Does this mean you're gonna make dough and bake it in bread?

To Roland's reasoning, Takumi shook her neck sideways.

"It's a shame. Making fabric fits, but not bread. Let's just do it together. I'll work on the fabric, so you two watch."

Takumi said that, stirring with vegetable chopsticks while adding a little hot water to the arrow flour.

Then, the arose powder, to which moisture and heat were added, gradually changed to a pasty mass.

And it's hard to predict where some stickiness has emerged, and Takumi touches the dough to see how it feels.

Betta was finishing stronger than I thought. Hmm, and Takumi thinks a little bit, then now pours cold water into the dough.

Mix the dough together while trying to take heat, add a little arrow flour to adjust the addition and subtraction, and then refine to make the whole thing look familiar.

It is the slightly viscous, bright white fabric that has been produced in this way.

Takumi puts three pieces of fabric she can, each in a small bowl and gives one to Roland and Luna.

Roland, staring with a serious eye to learn the fabric making procedure, snapped a potpout as he received the fabric.

"Add it in hot water, then add cold water and add powder again... this looks like a fabric that won't be easy to make!

"It looks easy, but I'm sure this little addition and subtraction is important, right?

Following Roland's words, Luna also asks Takumi. Takumi replied lightly to the words containing praise from both of them.

"Er... sorry, I seem to have made a bit of a mistake with salt plums in the first phase. Perhaps it would have been better to do it with warm water."

"Seriously! Even a master can fail!

"I didn't realize you were failing because you were doing it casually!

The two of them look open and marvel at the unexpected words that jumped out of Takumi.

Takumi, with such a bright smile on both of them, began to explain the work from here.

"Well, I was relieved that the report seemed to fit in somehow. Well, let's move on from here to working with the three of us. Now, grab that bowl and go this way, please.

Takumi said that, even taking the two of them would stand in front of the rocket stove.

In a large pot placed on top of the rocket stove, the hot water was boiling with momentum and bubbles boiling about.

Takumi, with a bowl of dough on top of the workbench provided next to the rocket stove, gently wets her hands with separately drawn cold water.

And when the bright white fabric was broken to the size of the palm of his hand, he explained the working procedures to the two of them as they exchanged demonstrations.

"Once your hands are slightly wet first, tear this arrow flour into pieces about this size and stretch it into bars. And then tear it up a little bit smaller, round it up, and then crush it a little in the middle like this"

"Erm, this looks just about the size of a copper coin. So, what do I do with this?

"Then put this in this pan like this. I don't mind if you keep letting me in."

Takumi chops the dough slightly and rounds it up, throwing it into the pan. The white doughed dough sank one after the other to the bottom of the pan.

Roland and Luna, who watched it, also round the dough, imitating the way Takumi did it, and put it in the pan.

"Wow, more cumbersome than I thought"

"It feels like we're playing with clay. That's funny!"

To the two words, Takumi nodded yeah and then continued the words.

"Now, let's keep the dough boiled up. Can I have a look at that for a second?

Follow those words honestly, and the two peek into the pan.

Then, in the boiling water around, when I thought the white dough I had just rounded gradually started bouncing, it eventually came up.

"It's weird! I was sinking just now, and it floated!

"Does this mean it comes up when the fire comes through?

"Yeah, you're right. When the dough is thus well boiled, crease it with this net and take it to the cold water in this bowl. If you keep it cool for a while and get rough heat, it's done."

Takumi said that he would let the floating dough swim for a while before picking it up with a net and transferring it to the newly prepared cold water.

The surface of the boiled fabric is very lustrous.

Beautiful as a pearl. Seeing it, Luna glistened her creepy eyes.

"It's so beautiful! What does this say?

"This, I say, is white balls. As you've seen, it's an easy thing to make with arrose flour and water. Do you want to keep eating one?

"Sure!

Roland replies cheerfully, better than beauty. Next to it Luna nodded cocklessly as well.

Though he adores his disciples who honestly obey the word, Takumi puts one white ball, which was immersed in cold water, on the palms of the two.

The two enjoyed the feel of a limp white ball before throwing it into their mouths.

The two of them chewed for a while, but eventually it was time to tilt their necks.

"Um, I think the mottled texture is interesting..."

"What is it? If it stays that way, it feels like Arrows tastes that way..."

The doubts between the two were natural.

The ingredients used for white eggs are only arrose flour and moisture, no salt or sugar.

If it was just hot water that was used for boiling, it was only natural that the white balls that could be made would have a "simple taste of arrows”.

Takumi speaks up as she offers another small plate to the two of them, who give them a troubled look as to what to do.

"So what if we do this?

What was in the small plate that Takumi offered was a white ball sprinkled like a sauce with the juice of Hudia that I had split up before I rolled it in the newspaper and kept it warm.

Beautiful contrast between the sheer colour of the fudia juice and the glossy white balls.

The two include small plates of white balls in their mouths as Takumi prompts them.

Then, to the taste, they finally gave a convincing look.

"Ah! You finally figured it out!

"Sweet fudia juice and a simple flavored cilatama make it just the right balance!

Takumi nods yeah to the two words and starts explaining this dessert (sweetness).

"Now that's the finished shape, right? This dessert is called" White Ball Dumplings ”. In fact, fill the white eggs thoroughly...... in the juice of the hoodia and cook them lightly before making them look like soup.

"Shirata Magenzai! I've never seen a combination like this before in my life!

"It's gentle sweetness, and I think it would be very warm if served warm. Mr. Takumi, it's amazing!

"No, I'm glad I managed to fit you both in the mouth"

Takumi was somewhat anxious to see if the bean-sweetened dessert was acceptable, but she took a breath of relief at the satisfaction of the two.

If I noticed, the clock needle was about to go around temporarily. Looking at the fact that there were few orders for lunch, it still looks like the customer's feet are dull today.

Nevertheless, it will be time for the train to arrive, which is lagging behind. | Hayashi Rice with Arrows of Brown Stew and White Egg Tuna are ready, but drinks are still to be prepared.

Takumi, who has once again tightened her mind, once again gives instructions to the two of them.

"Now we decide to finish the white ball-tasting with a counter in the hall. I'll leave Hayashi Rice to Roland, please. Luna would appreciate your help with the hall with Nyarch."

"Roger that!" "Yes!

A voice from both of them sounded well into the kitchen.

―――――

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come in! We will prepare warm meals, desserts and drinks!

More passengers had descended from the train that arrived at Harpertown Station three hours later than usual.

Apparently there were many passengers who had been boarded upfront in anticipation of the possibility of reduced flights and flights.

Though the train was equipped with heating using steam engine heat, it seemed difficult to say that it worked well enough in this cold weather.

The colour of the customer's fatigue is dark and the footprint is heavy. It was obvious that he was coming on a long ride shaking himself into the bottom cold.

Nyarch and Theo will take you to the "swordfish" who changed their role to the waiting area while helping carry such passengers' luggage.

By cooking the underground heating kiln (boiler) harder than usual and closing the valve of the vent pipe leading upstairs, the heat of the heating was concentrated in the "swordfish" hall as much as possible.

From the mouth of the customers who came into the 'swordfish', I hear a howling breath.

Takumi and Luna will take the guests to their seats and see if anyone is feeling unwell.

Although I don't even have a complexion, none of my customers seem to be badly ill.

Takumi spoke after a round among the customers, giving a gratuity in front of the counter.

"We are very sorry for the significant delay in the operation of the train due to the weather today. As you can see, snow is also piling up around this Harpertown, and there are delays in the operation of the station carriage from here on out. We will guide you as soon as the station carriage to each side arrives, so in the meantime, please rest here. Whispering, we will prepare warm meals and sweets for you tired. We apologize for the inconvenience, but please notify the clerk if you wish."

One hand rose from hungry customers to the call of Takumi.

Takumi, when he calls Nyarch and Luna and Roland, hears the order for four people and distributes hayashi rice and white balls asthma.

It was a hall wrapped in tranquility for the number of guests, but when warm meals and drinks were distributed, the stirring gradually spread.

- Yummy! Honestly, I was hungry and impatient! - Oh, this Atsuatsu stew keeps my body poking warm. - Plus, the stew-smoked arrows taste good again. My stomach fills well, and this is good! - Oh? This sweet soup is delicious, too. - This is a hoodia, isn't it? I've never had a sweet hoodia before. - It's in there. Is this Shiratama? It's so hot and delicious! - Oh, I'm so glad. Would you like a bite? - Hmm, sweet soup is so weak... - Oh, well, then I'll take this one alone. -... can I give you another bite to taste? - Well, I'll give you a taste of your big meat - hey! That's the one I took care of!

Young and old alike, he was tongue-in-cheek at the warm dishes. Takumi breathes a sigh of relief when she sees a customer breaking her expression.

Eventually, my stomach settled a little and I was feeling better, as the kids moved around to sew between the customers.

And when he finds the clerk (Nyarch) who was at the counter, he comes close to the spot and calls out.

"Me, my throat is cute. Can I get you anything to drink?

"Here! Don't mess with me! I'm sorry, it's disgusting..."

A mother rushes over and tries to scold the child.

But Nyarch, with his usual bright smile, spoke to both of them.

"Holy shit! It's gonna be okay! I have it properly prepared, so I can't do it right. The other kids will serve you warm, tasty drinks, so line up in order. Yikes!

When Nyarch calls on the children of the hall, they all look back in unison.

And the children began to line up in front of the counter, cheering.

With a smile on his well-behaved children, Nyarch gives him a special drink that he was warming up in the pan.

"Go ahead, it's hot naranja (orange) juice with miele (honey)! Because it's hot, I often muffled and drank!

Pour some warm orange juice into a large, held mug, then give it to Nyarch one after another.

The children who received it breathed hufu as Nyarch told them, then tried to do so and drank.

The sourness of Naranja is rounded with the sweetness of Miele, with a sweet and sour taste that spreads through the mouth.

The children, who seemed to cherish that delicious treasure, were smiling at each other.

With such children sidelined, now an old gentleman in a silk hat called out to Takumi.

"If I may, may I have something to drink, too? Hopefully coffee or something, not juice..."

"Yes, I did. Uh, is alcohol okay? If you don't like alcohol, please enjoy this one. I know you can keep your body warm."

So what Takumi offered was a fluffy, foamy white cream covering the surface.

The old gentleman, thanks, bows his head and receives the cup.

Softly creamed with a spoon served by an old gentleman returning to his seat, a warm amber liquid was poured from underneath - coffee.

Hmm, the old gentleman nodded softly as he carried the cup to his mouth.

The richness of the cream and the bitterness of the coffee, as well as the slight sweetness of the sugar that would have gone with the coffee beforehand, spread into the mouth.

Because the cream is used, the cinnamon coffee that I usually drink seems mellow and warms me up more.

And from this coffee another distinctive flavor was felt.

The flavor rolls over my tongue like a curly bake in the mellowness. Throughout his throat, the heat passed to his stomach and he warmed up poking from his stomach.

Its unique flavor was familiar to the old gentleman. An old gentleman who searches for who he is, crushes unexpectedly.

"I see, who is this flavor, Ron? Thank you for this. Your body seems to warm from the core. But......"

The old gentleman leans a sip, another sip and a cup. It seems to keep pace because of the alcohol in it.

"This has to be replaced as much as possible."

An old gentleman who laughs bitterly and whines again. And when I looked at Takumi, who was at the counter, I gazed at him and then tilted my head gently.

Takumi, who noticed the old gentleman's tricks, also bows his head as he responds in a whisper, thanking him. Then again, I went back to dealing with the customer.

―――――

It continued to snow intermittently after that around Harpertown Station.

The directive was issued so that trains after the second flight would be closed from Headquarters as there was no prospect of ensuring the safety of operations.

Though guests who were scheduled to board today were visiting the station building for a short while, Takumi and Theo carefully explained that the weather did not seem to prevail.

The customers who were waiting for the station carriage at the coffee shop "Tsubame" were able to head in the direction of their purpose in turn, although they were significantly behind their original schedule.

And when it plugged in the evening, the weather was finally showing signs of recovery as well.

From the slices of grey snow clouds, a red sunset plunges in.

At this rate, tomorrow both the "Station Hall” and the "Coffee Shop” will be able to return to normal operation.

At the swordfish, a coffee shop that sent customers away and closed its doors early, Takumi and Nyarch, Luna, Roland and Theo all surrounded the table.

When Takumi distributes a little leftover white ball-tasting to everyone, she speaks the words of labor to the four of them.

"Good luck. Thanks to all of you, I have been able to successfully complete my day. Well, let's have it."

"Yes! Yes, I did.

That's what Nyarch said, scratching the white balls thorn quickly. I can taste that nostalgic sweetness for a long time, and howl like a howl and flatter my face.

The other three were also rubbing their white balls dull with a full smile on their faces.

"It's really delicious! I had a little taste of it earlier, but eating the finished product like this makes me feel different again!

"I was stunned at first, but the taste of Hdia sounds good. I can feel the flavor of hoodia firmly in the sweetness, and the food goes on!

"Um, was it just a shiratama? This is good again. I'm going to be morbid and sick with punipuni. Hmm...??... Muggle!

Theo, who was eating as he talked, gave it back. Apparently, I almost stuck my white balls in my throat because I cheeked too much at once.

Theo taps his chest as a dong, and he hastily drinks it down with water. Luckily, it didn't seem to take care of itself.

Nyarch speaks with an open look to Theo, whose face turned bright red with bitterness and embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm in too much of a hurry! You don't have to rush to eat like that to get away with Shiratama!

Takumi also continued her words, smiling so much at Nyarch, who rarely and righteously teaches.

"Be really careful. By the way, these white balls are delicious even in soup. I finish it a little stiff and add it directly to the soup, but when cooked thoroughly, the flavor stains and it's delicious again."

To Takumi's story, the four of them hit on each other. Hmm.

And after a moment, Nyarch raised his voice as if he remembered something.

"Well, that's... yes, it's Switon's technique!

"It's a shame, I don't need“ technique ”. It's a dish called Switon."

"Yes, that's it!

Takumi unwittingly laughs bitterly at Nyarch, who doesn't care if she makes a subtle mistake.

Roland, on the other hand, seems intrigued by the new dishes.

"Switon! That sounds like something too! I want you to tell me next time!

"Oh, me too, please!

Following Roland, Luna also raised her voice as she embarked herself.

Of course it's fine, Takumi responding to you both.

Theo, who doesn't like cooking, then rarely sticks his neck in the story of the three of them.

"Well, I'm a taster..."

To Theo's words, Nyarch's expression changes.

And I returned my words to Theo to intimidate Kisher.

"I can't leave the taster to someone who can clog my throat with shiratama! This is my turn!

Takumi, who took the word furiously, laughs one at a time and then imposes a proclamation on Theo.

"Sure, it sounds like we should leave Nyarch tasting here, not Theo"

"Sort of. Until Takumi... it's terrible ~"

To Takumi's ruthless proclamation, Theo raises his pitiful voice and slams to his desk.

The four people who saw that appearance accidentally blew it out.

You don't have to laugh so much ~, and I raise my pity again, Theo.

When the four of them could no longer hold their stomachs, how loud a laugh echoed into the hall.