The Other World Dining Hall

The manager of the cake shop Flying Pappy, upstairs, came to visit one Saturday night after a different world cafeteria closed safely.

"Wow. Sorry I'm late at night...... ok, Aletta's here too"

When to finish cleaning up and have a late dinner and say if Aletta is going to go home.

He came even firmly through the moment.

"Oops. That's unusual. I can't believe you're asking me at this hour."

The store owner asks the manager, who is also a childhood trainer, wondering.

Flying puppies close at 7 p.m.

From there it was unusual to think about cleaning up and the next day's planting and other things, until the time Neko Ya closed and finished cleaning up even more.

"Oh, actually, I've got a plan I'm going to do since spring break or something. I've been doing a lot of things since the store closed."

In the inquiry of the store owner, the manager shows what he has in his left hand.

A cage covered with a beautiful cloth.

Put your hand in there, take it out and show it to...

"Wow, beautiful..."

Aletta leaks her voice unexpectedly when she sees it.

Clear glass bottle in neat shape with metal lid.

There's something dark red clear in it.

"Wow. Strawberry jam."

Seeing it, the store owner immediately realizes who he is and asks the store manager.

"Oops. Spring strawberry fair limited time. Twenty stamps to replace one cake. It can only be replaced now.

The product is out of shape and not standard, but the flavour is guaranteed. So he... "

The manager also nodded back at the owner's inquiry and gave the bottle to Aletta.

"Huh? Huh?

Aletta is confused even as she unexpectedly receives a limp, twitchy vitreous bin.

The manager says, laughing at Aretta for such a bewildered look.

"It's a present for Aletta. I try to make it more sugary and sunny, but after I open it once, put it in a cool place and eat it early."

"... Huh!? Do you mind?!?

Aletta, who has finally swallowed things, raises her voice to her surprise.

A friend of the shop owner, this shop can create charming treats that attract noble princesses and great human clerics, a confectioner from different worlds.

Jam made by the artisan...... it is a sugar stew of fruit.

I don't think a boulder can cost more than a cookie, but it should still be quite expensive.

"Sure. Aletta's our specialty, huh? Buy me the biggest size cookie can Monday."

The manager nods loudly against the surprise Aletta.

It's not the biggest discounted price for an employee, or a customer who buys a gift cookie can every seven days.

There were circumstances like that, and the manager had decided to treat Aletta as a 'customer'.

"Well, I thought I'd get a taste of it first... I've been making it"

Saying so, the manager takes the cloth he was wearing in his cage. What came out was a jar of bright red jam a turn smaller than the one I first gave Aletta, with some flour bread about the size of a smaller grip.

"Whoa. Scones. That's unusual."

The store owner who spotted out who it was asks the store manager.

"Oh. I knew this was the best simple guy to taste jam, so I baked it.

You can make me some tea. Oh, you know, a little night meal. Let's eat together. "

Nodding at it, the manager leaves the kitchen and lowers his back to the nearby table.

"Ooh, can we make tea soon, then? Aletta, help me."

"Yes, thank you."

The shopkeeper and Aletta also ride that invitation and quickly prepare their tea and lower their hips to the same table.

"Don't hesitate to eat it. It's my treat."

The late-night tea party began with the words of such a store manager who confirmed that the two of them had taken their seats.

Aletta first takes one scone and tries to eat it without putting anything on.

(Is that it? Not really... not sweet?

It hasn't been that long since I've baked it yet. It's slightly warm and tastes like wheat and faint butter but... not sweet.

"Yeah. The wheat tastes good and it's good inside"

"Well, Kimura-san and I don't like this bread."

The store owner and manager on the other side also tried eating without putting anything on at first.

"All right, try it on him next time. That's why I brought it."

That said, he opens a bottle of the smaller one around, pokes the key in, and hands it to Aretta.

"The grain is solid, so make sure you get on it."

"Yes. So..."

The manager prompted Aletta to snap up the jam with a spoon and put it on the scone.

A jam that is sturdy and leaves a firm, small grain of berries.

It was as beautiful as a gem, captivating a bright red color that was clear in the light of the ceiling.

(It's a waste to eat a bit, maybe)

Even as I think about that, I bump into it.

What spreads is the flavor of sweet and sour strawberries.

The sweetness of the jam made with more sugar is enhanced by the faint acidity of the strawberries.

Chewing with the flavor of thick and spreading jam in your mouth, the berries that were still in shape crumble and the fruit juice leaks out.

(Damn, the bread wasn't sweet because of this!

And bread that says scones and stuff like that earlier.

On its own, sweetness was suppressed. That is balanced by the added strong sweetness of the jam.

In scones alone, it was bread. That was what made the addition of jam a fine treat.

"Yeah. I can. Sure, I can get this out at the store."

"You know, I thought this year's was particularly good."

The store owner and the store manager are also satisfied with the taste.

This is for sale.

"But this... Okay, wait a minute"

Then the shopkeeper goes to the kitchen and brings a plate with something on it.

"What's that?

"It's cream cheese. I think this jam would suit him too."

That's what I say. Place the plate along the spoon on the table.

"Ooh! That's awesome! Sure, there's jam and cheese."

He gives a happy voice to the cream cheese the store owner brings, and the store manager platters the scones with jam and cream cheese, which he bumps into.

"Yeah. I knew it wouldn't fit. I'm dyeing your stomach."

Eat as delicious as your heart sounds, drink tea, and leak your words with a sigh.

"If you eat too much, you'll gain weight."

The shopkeeper also eats scones with cream cheese and jam on them, laughing bitterly at how such a good friend looks.

(True! Jam and cheese really go together!

Aletta, who saw those two and tried to imitate them as well, is deeply convinced of their taste.

The acidity of the cheese, which contains the flavour of milk, and the faint acidity held by the strawberries used in the jam.

These two interact with each other's flavors on a strong base of wheat flavor, which will enhance.

Speaking of which, I'm going to put some jam on the cheesecake I'm going to serve Mr. Hilda.

In retrospect, berry sauce was also used in the favorite of the demonic mercenaries, who have now become completely regular.

Aletta understood the meaning deeply at this time.

"Phew..."

"You just ate it all."

"Oops. Are you eating too much chicken?

One last cup of tight tea and the three breathe deeply satisfied.

"So, how'd it go? What about our jam?

After a breath, the manager asks Aletta.

"It was delicious. The... so much."

Aletta responds to the question with a smile.

Aletta thought from the bottom of her heart that all the food in the other world was still delicious.

"Oh well. Well, then, hold it. Either way.... I'm sorry to use Katapo."

That said, the manager gives Aretta what she hasn't opened and what she just opened, a cage containing two bottles.

"Thank you. Take care... I'll eat you"

(One... If you haven't opened it, Shea, I need to give it to you)

This jam was given as a thank you for always buying cookies.

Then the better one is giving out that money, it should be given to my employer's sister.

With that in mind, Aletta receives.

(But if you opened it... you have to eat it right away, okay?

On the other hand, I was thinking about it.

Later, around this' sugar stew of nuts', my employer and his sister had a light fight and honestly it was for the record that Aletta's ratings were only slightly higher.