The Other World Dining Hall

On Saturday, the Western cat, who became a different world cafeteria, bribes employees who only work on Saturdays.

In the morning it is a very regular breakfast in Japan, and there is often something about a piece of bread and soup.

At noon, it is decided to serve the same dishes that are served to guests, along with the objective of getting them to remember what the dishes in this store are like.

And at night, depending on how guests come in, bribery dishes at this hour will vary from evening to after closing, depending on the whim of the shopkeeper.

... On a whim basis, there are often dishes that are not usually served in the store.

It can be, for example, made from ingredients purchased by store owners with hobbies, dishes made with approximate products from customers, and so on.

It was also such a day.

Late at night, after giving the last customer the beef stew as usual, the shopkeeper decides what to make from the remaining ingredients.

All that's left is tofu and pork beef, plus leeks.

(... yeah. Oh, that's it)

Having decided on a menu to make from that leftover ingredient, the shopkeeper gets to cook quickly and exclusively.

Chop onions quickly and cut tofu.

I have been using it for many years, turning the oil into a well-maintained Chinese pan and sautéing the pork chicken I put in, while quickly seasoning it.

There is no waste in the movement, and the ingredients instantly turn into dishes in the shop owner's shaking pan.

(... Advertisement, you don't rust. These arms)

The store owner, the father of a western restaurant, thinks and laughs at that without stopping at any cost.

Once upon a time, the shopkeeper was looking to be a Chinese cook.

Now is the time to raise my grandfather on behalf of his parents who lost their parents early in a car accident......

He succeeds his grandfather and works as a western restaurant while serving food to the 'people over there' as well, but in high school it's what he used to shake the Chinese pot every day.

Because of this, I sometimes want to make China.

I don't make them to my customers because they are named western restaurants and Chinese restaurants that I trained in high school still operate well, and thus occasionally serve them as bribes.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper's Chinese arm has not yet faded, and is well received by the cooks and part-timers who are eating bribes in this store.

"... Okay, here's the thing"

A dish prepared, a red dyed tofu and a light taste for a small plate, nodding.

It's a little less spicy than the shopkeeper's taste, but this is fine if you think about who to feed.

Place quickly on a plate and place in a basin with a tea bowl with rice.

"Hey. We're done."

I'll take it with me hanging those words.

"Yes! Thank you!

Even as he washes his hands after cleaning and returns the words with the voice played by Aletta, the employee who was on the table, his eyes are nailed to the dishes brought to him by the shopkeeper all at once.

A gaze of anticipation that is characteristic of a hungry young man being poured into a shopkeeper with a dish, who is likely to still hear the sound of his stomach.

Aletta doesn't have a tail, but she probably would have swung it around if it had.

(... Something like a dog who ate an oak)

With such a little disrespect in mind, arrange the dishes in front of Aretta.

"Eh, this is today's dish, what is it?

Aroma of a red dish in front of you, full of chopped green onions and tofu, Aletta asks a little strangely.

I don't think a dish that I've ever seen is something that I don't usually serve to customers and that only comes out of bribery.

A unique fragrance that makes you feel like it contains drifting spices stimulates the empty stomach.

... I have no idea what kind of dish it is, but today's dishes also seemed delicious.

"Ooh, it's mahjong tofu today"

The owner tells the name of the dish as he lines up his share of the mahjong tofu with a large serving of meshi, the rest of today's miso soup.

"All right, let's eat. China is hot when it's hot."

Encourage Aletta to eat in the words she used to say at the store where she trained.

"I'll take it."

"Yes!... God of the devil tribe. Thank you again for bringing me food today..."

The shopkeeper and Aletta prayed to God in discipline in their own fashion, and took the spoon.

In front of you, gently stick a spoon in the red dish and squeeze it up.

(Eh, today's dish is a 'chuka' dish, right? That's what the master said)

Thinking that way, I see the shopkeeper eating Marlbowdorf in front of me.

Different world dishes are very finely divided.

Aletta's sensation suggests that they are all 'different world dishes', but they change depending on how they are seasoned.

If you think about it, the customers of this store come from a variety of places (including non-human races).

The culinary preferences are subtly different between the people of the kingdom in which Aretta lives and those of the Empire and the Principality, of which Aretta also knows only her name, and furthermore the people of the Western Continent, which we occasionally see in the King's Capital, are completely different from what they are wearing.

Moreover, the occasional shallow, black-skinned customers who come to this store are mysteries that the regular old man says' those with a different Bunca than the people of either continent '.

... Although from Aletta's point of view, I don't really care because the store owner is the most mysterious person who is a drunken otherworlder who is bothering to hire me for an extra amount of money.

Yoshoku (actually, the name of this store is "Yoshoku's Cat Store") is the one I usually serve to customers, and Miso's soup, Katsudon, etc., is "Wasshoku".

And "Chuka" is a bribe dish that comes out frequently as to whether or not the store owner makes it once a month, with many spicy dishes.

... The most spicy dish, Curry Rice, seems to be Yoshook, so I'm not sure about the classification.

It's likely to be hard though, so I'll just take a little first and carry it to my mouth.

(Ugh... it's still spicy... but yummy!

Chew to make sure it tastes good.

The first thing I feel is the spiciness as red looks. My mouth gets a little hot.

At about the same time, I feel the taste of meat. Apparently there's plenty of finely chopped meat in there.

The finely chopped, fat-roaded pork serves a large quantity of gravy and adds a meat flavour to the marlbowdorf juice.

And in the heart of the dish so as to envelop them is Tof.

The tofu itself has little flavor, but that is why it has a dark, spicy flavored juice overall.

In addition, the very soft toff is crushed to melt in the mouth, and is even reasonably spicy.

(Yeah. This is going to be on Rice)

Enjoy the feel of an onion just a little inside the marlboard dolph, whisk up the rice served in the vessel and transport it to your mouth.

Dark flavored marlbow dolphins, even with tofu, go well with rice, as Aletta expected.

If chewed well with a toffee containing spicy and meaty flavors, the sweetness coming out of the rice adds to the marlbow dolph, making it even more delicious.

I guess this is a predicate dish to eat with rice.

When the owner sees Marlbowdorf eating directly over rice, he is sure to eat Marlbowdorf and Rice at the same time.

(But then the problem is...)

Doing so, a large serving of rice runs out before Marlbowdorf.

"... I'll take your place, Aletta. What about you?

and the store owner asks Aletta as if she had anticipated it.

"Please!

Aletta nodded pleasantly at the shopkeeper's offer.

After work, he wraps his washing body in a coat of old clothes bought for winter support, and today Aletta walks on an unpopular nightwalk while raising a bag with a can of cookies asked for by his employer's sister, who asked him to come here frequently, for a menthikatsando that he could not go to a different world cafeteria because he was preparing for his next adventure in King's Capital.

(It's winter, but it's kind of warm)

My body is warm even though it is winter thanks to the marlbowdorf I ate earlier and the warm water.

With some satisfaction and happiness in mind, Aletta rushed to her employer's house, which is also her current workplace.