The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

The following evening, in the hall of the 'swordfish', which was closed, there were the figures of Fidel and Roland, as well as Takumi.

The hastily decided temporary opening of the 'swordfish', the time available for preparation is more than a week and there is little time for respite.

Given arranging the necessary ingredients and articles, it was necessary to decide on a general menu and sales style by tomorrow.

Roland and Fidel surrounding the table give a serious look sometime

Takumi spoke gently to relieve the tension.

"It will be open on the terrace, so it will take a different form than usual. What shape are you two imagined to take?

"Well... first of all, unlike the kitchen, I think it's hard to take up a lot of work space. That way, the menu doesn't always work."

"Besides, you change the way you treat fire. It will be difficult to prepare oven stoves, and I think it will be difficult to line up rocket stoves all the time with customers"

Takumi snorts slowly at the two words.

I pinched the words to make up for their point of view while making sure the idea wasn't in the wrong direction.

"There will be less room for ingredients, so you should do as little work on the table as you can."

"When that happens, is it good for a guy like a sandwich after all? I'll just give it to you if you plant it in advance..."

Take Takumi's word for it and mouth the idea Roland came up with.

But that idea didn't seem to fit Fidel's image

"Um, I thought about that, too. But this time, it's only a" coffee shop, "right? Then I figured to some extent I'd better listen to the order on the spot and make it and put it out. I think it's one of the flavors of these stores that you can eat freshly made."

"When it comes to that, it looks like a good menu in a form that can be made some advance and finished and served on the spot. If you've ever made a curry or a tacoa loin, don't you think you can go?

"But wouldn't that bother Arrows? Even if I prepare the cooked one, if it cools down, the flavor will go away? I don't care if it stays on fire."

"Right. Leave it on fire and you'll burn in no time. If so, is pato (pasta) also difficult? Hmm, then I guess I should think about sandwiches and tortillas on that line"

"Right, all right, then let's give them an idea of what they're going to be able to do!

"Okay! Well, let's start..."

Takumi left her seat softly, smiling at how the thriving young men were doing.

At this rate their argument will be able to continue until late at night.

I was going to prepare dinner at some point in time, but if it's this minute, it seems like something to pinch when the debate is over a paragraph.

Leaving two people enthusiastic about the debate, Takumi headed to the kitchen alone.

"Hmm, I don't quite get the idea of this...... What, that? What about the master?"

Roland lifts his arms and turns his back so as to quell the tiredness of the debate.

And when I looked around, I realized there was no takumi.

Fidel speaks to Roland, who looks around with Kyoro Kyoro.

"Er, I think Takumi just headed to the kitchen..."

"Shit! Then I have to go help!

Roland rushes to the kitchen.

What was seen there, however, was the appearance of a takumi with a large plate in both hands.

"Oh, are we done discussing this? I've prepared a meal because you must be hungry."

"Ugh... I'm sorry I didn't even help you"

"No, Fidel, it's more important to talk to you now, so no problem."

In a gentle voice to Roland, Takumi places the plate plate he has carried on the table.

The pile in the middle is a large cut roll sandwich.

Around it, various ingredients are stabbed on small bamboo skewers in a slightly smaller fry, and sanaolia (carrots) and peppino (cucumbers) are chopped into rectangles.

"I tried to pinch it with my fingers and tailor it to an easy-to-eat shape so that we could still have a discussion. Enjoy it."

"Thank you! You're so hungry because you used your head!

"It looks delicious today. Thank you, Takumi!

"Well, I'll clean it up, so take your time."

After dropping off Takumi as she returned to the kitchen again, the two reached over the plate.

The first thing Roland had in his hand was fried chicken.

Thin bones stretch like skewers from the tip of a chicken rounded about the size of a ring made with a thumb and index finger.

The figure looked as if it were cotton or puero (onion) with flowers.

"Well, I didn't stab a bone in the fried chicken, but rounded up the meat in the wings and raised it intact."

"Heh, I know better"

"Well, still cooking all the time."

Roland brings the fried chicken to his mouth while giving it back in light words to Fidel, who shows how impressed he is. The crisp feel of freshly fried clothes came through just as I had hoped when I cheeked it up with my teeth.

If you bite your prickly and elastic self as it is, the juicy gravy spreads all over your mouth.

Apparently, the lower flavor benefits a variety of spices, not just salt pepper.

The fragrant aroma of this spice fully enhanced the deliciousness in the wings that overflowed with flavor and gravy.

Fidel, on the other hand, is tossing the main roll sandwich into her mouth one after the other with her fingers.

The roll sandwich, made of tortilla skin, contained two types of ingredients.

One is a thinly sliced beef stir-fried with spices, rolled with a tase (cheese). The nickname for melted cheese and spicy fried beef is exquisite.

And the other is a frit of white fish and rolled up with seboria (onion), lettuce (lettuce) and sanaolia (carrot). The crisp texture of the clothes and the crispness of the vegetables are complemented by the flavour of a white sauce based on mayonnaise, a refreshing dish to eat.

"Oh, shit. This is a big bite, so it won't stop at all."

"Temeh, you're not eating till my minute!

"That's the one, give me that fried chicken!

The two flatten the dishes on the plate one after the other, whilst speaking out with the other.

Between the tomatoes and theses (cheese), which were put together in bamboo skewers, a green alba aca (basil) peeked into his face.

The refreshing flavor gives me just the right mouth rest.

Another bamboo skewer was stabbed with a bite-sized cut burst (sausage) and boiled eggs about the size of a thumb - possibly from Kodornice (quail).

You can also throw this one into your mouth in one bite and enjoy the flavor of crispy baked bursts and dusty eggs.

For the vegetables cut into rectangles, a special dip sauce made with mayonnaise, ketchup, etc., was available.

How hungry they were, the two try to compete and reach for one dish after another. And instantly the dish that was on the plate was beautifully flattened.

All I'm saying is that I'm finally feeling comfortable, and Roland takes a fuzzy breath and gives me a stinging stomach.

"No, I ate... After all, my master's cooking is amazing"

"I have to let this go unbeatable...... Hey, isn't that a pretty high hurdle?

"Ugh, well, we have to work pretty hard on that! But I'm not proud to have trained so hard, am I?

"Right, that's what I'm trying to do."

"Wow! You were listening!

Suddenly voiced from behind, surprised Roland.

Ahead, turning hastily, there was Takumi smiling and asking how the two were doing.

"Well, has there been any direction?

"No, not yet. I've come up with some ideas, but I really don't have any..."

"This is Takumi's cooking there, so I thought it would be nice to blow up everything."

Both Roland and Fidel laugh bitterly at Takumi's inquiry.

Takumi spoke to those two as they overlapped their former appearance.

"You don't have to be so careful, as always, just think about how you can make your customers happy."

"There you go. In the end, the customer's aim is" swordfish, "so to a certain extent, I would like to leave a" swordfish. "

"That said, cooking with pato (pasta) or arrows (comedy) like I usually serve at lunch will be difficult, so I'm even thinking about whether something made with myce (corn) bread or tortilla would be good"

Takumi snorts at the answer returned by the two of them.

"Is that going to be the b-ranch type of thing I usually serve? What ideas are floating around now?

"At first I was thinking about sandwiches and tortilla rolls, but you're going to look like a takeout"

"Though I have a terrace seat, I have a table and chairs, so I need to make it a little more storefront."

"I see. When you do, is that an image that will be more than C lunch than B lunch?

"No, if it's C lunch, there's a cooking problem."

"I think I'd like something I can offer without having to use fire if possible. Space is limited, and it would be ideal to simply serve pre-filled items."

After Fidel's words, Roland raises his voice like something flickered out all the time.

"Hey, if you do, how about you and Bred and Tortilla get the ingredients out separately?

"Hmm? You mean bother putting it out separately and having customers pinch or wrap it around it? Then why bother?"

"No, I didn't. They said they'd have small chopped breads and tortillas and have the ingredients and sauces eaten as they please. I don't think it would be that hard to have it listed if I kept it in a bite size..."

"I see. Is it the form of having something you like listed and eaten? That makes it possible to add variations with ingredients and sauces..., yeah, isn't that pretty good?

"Right? I think if we work out the ingredients and the sauce properly, we can get there enough at the planting stage, right? And then, if I put together the finger food my master served me today, it would be a pretty fine lunch, wouldn't it? Master, what do we do?

Takumi, shaken to speak by Roland, shakes her head vertically twice.

The intent of today's “knock it off” dinner, which I had prepared to help with something, seemed most firmly conveyed to my disciples.

"Looks like lunch would be fine with this. I'll leave the rest to you two. If you need anything, it would be helpful if you could say it sooner."

"Okay!" "Got it!

Both Roland and Fidel nod forcefully at the go sign from Takumi.

While I was counting on those two, Takumi asked me one more thing that bothered me.

"By the way, you're thinking about drinks, right?

"Ah!" "Speaking of which!

The two of them, hacked by Takumi's words, look at each other.

Apparently, he was full of heads about lunch and he was totally falling out.

Takumi utters the words of follow-up as she grins softly at the reaction she expected.

"You don't have to worry, you'll be fine if you pick out some of the things we usually serve about drinks. Or if you have something to serve at Fidel-kun's new store, I think it would be a good idea to serve a tasting."

"Ugh!" "I'll think about it soon!

Roland and Fidel return a cheerful voice all together.

It was a takumi to clean up the plate plates that I had finished eating while watching the two of them immerse themselves in the meeting again.