The Other World Dining Hall

Saturday morning I will come to the station by the starting train, walk to work at Nekoya, and keep my breakfast with you.

That's the routine from a month before Hayashi.

(Another month, ah...)

While walking, I miss Hayaki a bit.

After the mitzvah, I finally got out of part-time forgiveness, went to interview him to get me to work at a restaurant run by my uncle, and a month had passed knowing the secrets of the store.

(I knew it was different, right? Our shop)

The main entrance to the Western Cat Ya will only lead to "Different Worlds" on Saturday and will be the "Different Worlds Dining Room", which welcomes visitors from there.

That's the secret of the western cat that's been around for thirty years.

All I know about that is to my uncle, who is a proprietor outside of Hayaki, a calendar grandmother who hits her great-grandmother for Hayaki, and then about the owners of other stores who have known each other in the mall since ancient times, and they keep it a secret from their employees.

(He seems to realize that there is something thin around Tanaka...)

The ancient stock cook who has been working since his predecessors were alive (for Hayashi, he is also a teacher who teaches you the basics of cooking professionally) is with his predecessors, so Hayashi seems to want you to stay away from the store only on Saturdays for a long time. He said.

... In the case of Hayaki, it's like being hired to work on Saturday.

"Well, come on. We have to work hard... that?

As soon as he walked thinking about it, he reached the back door of the building where the store was located, and Hayaki realized there was someone there.

There he was, maybe a high school boy, younger than Hayaki, who stood at the back door of the store like there was something a little untrained. The boy must have noticed Hayashi too. Keep the pepper head down.

"Ah, guys. Good morning."

The boy, who says so and bows his head, wears an apron with something like the name of the store printed on his chest.

"Hi, good morning. Uh, bakery kimla...... oh, could I help you with a cat?

I do recall being a bakery in the mall and a supplier of catfish bread, Asahi asks.

"Oh, no, it's not work, it's just..."

The boy, with his teeth cut badly, looked like he was taking care of a paper bag written Bakery Kimla, if you look closely.

"... Oh, yeah. Sister, you must be the one who started working at Neko Ya.

Then I think a little bit, and the boy gives me a paper bag with his head up as if he noticed something.

"I've always worked at Catsuya on Saturdays, and a blonde outsider who speaks so good Japanese asked me to call her, but, uh, could you deliver it?"

"Oh, yeah. Fine."

That's a lie. With that in mind, Hayaki receives with a greeting.

An outsider working for a cat... Aletta, a biological alien, can't hang up the phone herself. On the contrary, I may not even know that there is such a thing.

It's just, well, if I saw a boy's cheek slightly red like that, I made it easy to find out what he thought of the lie.

"Oh well. Good. Then tell him. He wants me to let him know what he thinks when he eats it because he's confident this time. Then I'll help you make it in the morning!

Oh, and after a bright face, the boy ran away from the embarrassment on the spot.

"... you're young"

While dropping off that back, Hayashi accidentally zeroed the word with Potsuri.

Then Hayaki uses the elevator at the back door to descend into the cat.

"Oh. Good morning."

"Good morning. Saki."

In the store, Aletta greets Hayashi, who came to the store with the owner who dropped her morning groceries and changed after taking a shower.

"Yeah. Good morning...... and Aletta. This is a gift from Mr. Kimla's boy."

With that said, I give Aletta the paper bag that the boy gave me earlier.

"Huh? A gift from Mr. Shota, is it?

Aletta peeks inside the paper bag wondering at the words.

Inside there was bread that emitted a sweet smell, drawing a horny spiral.

"Well, this is a chocolate coronet... Oh, no, Mr. Kimla, we're gonna beat flying pappies this year. It's like I was sticking around..."

A shopkeeper peeking into the contents of Aletta's bag in the same way realizes that the bread inside is a staple during the classic of sweet bread, and then remembers what day it was.

"... it's usually the other way around"

Hayaki remembers what happened to the boy earlier and laughs a little.

Though bread, it is the opposite, for a man to give a girl chocolate.

"Well, then, Aletta. Eat him when you're at breakfast. That chocolate is delicious."

"Yes, then, I'll have it"

To the store owner's words, Aletta nodded and smiled happily.

The time between the morning delivery and the arrival of a slightly quicker customer is the breaks of the cat.

Catfish face eats breakfast during that time.

Today's menu is an assortment of bread and raw vegetables baked with various ingredients called pizza toast made by Saki, separated by a little corn potage planted by the shopkeeper.

In addition to that, Aletta alone had as a special dish the bread that Hayaki said she had received in the morning as chocolate coronet.

"Oh, um... can I just have this?

Aletta looks like she's in trouble and asks them both.

I hear you can draw attention to eating better than two Saki's, who can be revealed to you by her husband and his niece.

"No, don't worry about it. Kimura-san and this general gave it to Aletta, and she's the one who eats it deliciously."

"Yes, yes. Besides, we can buy it ourselves if we want, and Aletta can eat it."

To Aletta like that, the two answer with laughter.

"Well then... make us demon gods. I still get the food you gave me today."

"Ooh, I'll have it."

"I'll have it."

It would also be rude to care too much for them to say so.

Aletta decides to eat with prayer.

First, softly sink the spoon into the store owner's special corn potage soup and whisk up the light yellow soup.

Aletta loves this soup, which tastes slightly sweet and vegetable, which she ate when she first snuck into this store.

(Mmm... yum)

Warm, different sweetness from fruit spreads in your mouth as usual, relieving.

All the soups in this store are delicious, but Aletta thinks this soup, which is sweet, is still the best.

I just tasted about half the soup and now I take the fork and an assortment of raw vegetables...... the store owner says I reach for a dish called salad.

Vegetables flavoured with fresh raw vegetables and juices with complex flavours that contain acidity taste just fine to call cooking.

(What kind of vegetable is this?

Every time I eat this salad, Aletta wonders that the vegetables themselves are of a different quality than what Aletta knows. Although the flavour is definitely improved by the shame of juice, all vegetables from different worlds have a thin edge and bitterness, and instead have a strong taste such as sweetness and acidity, which can be eaten deliciously. For this reason, it is found to be tasty enough even if eaten raw.

That's strange for Aletta. Will there be any special species in different worlds or will they grow differently?

I can't stop thinking about that, but I carry red vegetables, thin green leafy vegetables, raw oraniers in my mouth where the spiciness and bitterness that is thinly sliced and only a little brings out the other vegetables as I make a shaky noise.

(And then...)

After eating all the way through, now reach for the main pizza toast.

This dish, baked with ingredients on top of thinly sliced bread called shokupan of different worlds, resembles what is called pizza served in stores as the name suggests.

It seems to be the shop owner's niece because it comes from a bribe before serving the dish to the customer, and she just hits the main dish made by Saki.

An oranier, thinly sliced bowel stuffing, green, slightly bitter vegetables and cheese are placed on top of the thinly sliced bread, and the baked bread is lifted directly by hand to the point where it is slightly scorched and covered.

The bread, baked with its crisp texture and hardened surface, and the soft feel of melted cheese, sweet and sour ketchup flavor, become one in the mouth.

The intense spiciness of the oranier, which the fire cannot pass, is further mixed with the bitterness of the green vegetables and then the gravy of the intestines sliced into thin pieces, delicious.

(Is the family of masters all excellent cooks?

I think Aletta exhales unexpectedly at the taste.

Saki said she had just grown up before this, so I guess she's a little younger than Aletta, as she looks.

Despite this, and even if not as good as the shopkeeper, the cook is better skilled than a regular adult cook.

I don't know about the people who came before this, who say they are the store owner's grandmother, but at least Saki seems talented as the store owner's blood family from knowledge and skill, and at the same time as a cook, well trained.

With that in mind, I decide to finish my pizza toast, finish my salad, finish my corn potage and finally eat some bread that looks like the last remaining horn.

(I'm sure this is delicious, too, right?

The tuna mayo corn bread that Shota gave me before was delicious. Is this chocolate coronet equally delicious?

While I think so, I peel off something transparent (to keep the cream inside from spilling, according to the store owner, and I can't eat it) stretched at the root of the corner.

There's a lot of dark brown stuff in that bread that's like a corner, so don't zero it out. First, grab a bite.

"Huh!? Sweet!?"

To its taste, Aletta raises her voice in surprise.

Bread, sweet. Precisely the cream stuffed in the bread is sweet and the bread itself is not sweet at all.

Aletta was surprised by the taste.

(Oh, shit! Chocolate is definitely a sweet one in a cake or something!

Then I lag a beat and realize that there is just a little bit of bitterness in the sweetness and realize that at the same time.

Chocolate is often used for treats upstairs.

Apparently, this bread is bread stuffed with that chocolate inside.

"Huh? Chocolate coronet is sweet... isn't it natural?

"Oh, no, you never fed me sweet bread. I've heard they don't make mama for sure."

Aletta goes on to eat chocolate as she blushes alone in the reaction she then returns.

A moist, sweet cream in a regular, unsweetened bread, baked like a corner.

That neutralizes the sweetness of the cream well and I can eat more and more.

The corner-like shape looks like a shape made by wrapping around an elongated bread, and when pulled, it loosens up to its shape.

Eat it as you stretch it out and the tip part of the corner without the cream remains at the end.

It's just a little stiffer than the rest. If you throw that in your mouth, the chocolate is completely gone.

(It was delicious...)

It's just a shame, but to a very satisfying taste, Aletta smiles unexpectedly.

"... I think I just figured out why my uncle hired Aletta"

When I'm satisfied with that, Saki says that in a pompous way.

"Huh?"

Aletta overhears Saki's words of concern.

"Aletta, you're going to eat it looking really good. I knew if you could eat it that way, I'd be very happy as a cook."

"... well, yeah. There's that too."

The shopkeeper nods and answers one to Saki, who says with laughter.

Seeing it, Aletta blushed out of embarrassment and leaned just a little.