Welcome. Welcome to Coffee Noisette.
This is a year-round red brick coffee shop secluded in the corner of an intermediate neighborhood residential area.
There is one blackboard on the outer wall covered by about 50% of the painting, placed on an easel for painting. There are three tables for four when there are five counter seats in a slab shop. And only me, the master, is the employee.
This is the Coffee Noisette. With delicious tea and sweets, this is the space for you to forget, for a moment, the hustle and bustle of society.
It's a small store, but thankfully, there are also a few customers who can be called regular.
This time, among other things, let's talk about people who are unique.
"Hello ~"
Welcome. Oh, Mr. Takahiro. Are you two here today?
"Oh, why do you keep caging me at home on holidays? Looks like Yummy's tired, too, and it's good to eat something sweet."
Heh, so it's an honor for you to choose us.
"Because the cake the master makes is excellent"
Thank you. Well, it's not always a good time to stand up, so please take a seat at the table.
"Whoa, you do. Look, Yumi, over here."
Yumi, is that you? You're a pretty lady. Are you Mr. Takahiro's good man?
"No, you're not. This is Yumiel. He's a resident of the house."
"... it's Yumiel. Nice to meet you."
Yes, thank you very much for this. I'm Vitamail Walnut. After that, get to know me.
"... Yes, thank you"
That said, the little maid with the pepper bowing her head. Shisha and thin, watery hair like silk thread flow. I see, is this the rumored "ghost maid"? From Mr. Takahiro's mouth, I thought he might be more crude, but it's outrageous. Looks like a good lady.
"Uh-huh, what will it be today... classic chocolate nut cake... no, no, I can't even throw away my new mixed nut tart..."
"... I'm just like your husband."
"Come on, that's boring, isn't it? Because of this, please don't. Let's do half of it."
"... right. Okay, I will."
It seems very friendly, such as riding out a menu that has been spread out on the table and looking at it together. After all, Mr. Takahilo's rambling talk about Mr. Yumiel must have been a couple fights or something.
Until earlier, "ghost maids" came because the content was so miserable, such as "I was electrocuted," and "I ate a whip instead of a morning," he chilled his inner liver. But that seemed worrying, too.
"Excuse me, can I order?"
Yes, I accept.
"One chocolate nut cake and one ni layer cake with framboise and rare cheese. Tea, straight... oh, I knew this one would be milk tea"
Yes, I did. Are you sure you want to place an order?
"Yes, please"
Okay, hold on a second.
Turn inside the counter and pour water from the water bottle to the silver kettle to ignite. In the meantime, prepare tea leaves and tea utensils. The cake can only be taken out of the magic item "cold box" for refrigeration (which is the developer's immediate naming, they say) later. Anyway, I'd like to serve it with tea.
"So, Yumi, what were you dressed like last night..."
"... Mr. Yvetta said that if I did, your husband would be fine... didn't you like it?
"I don't like it. It's a previous issue... we need more communication. It's like sitting back and talking slowly today."
"... Yes, sir."
Takahiro on the top of the Buddha and Yumiel, whose expression remains unchanged. But from the side, it's strange that it looks like a warm relationship. Is it because you can ask for compassion from the end of the action to the other person, such as caring when ordering or changing the angle to make it easier to see the menu?
Anyway, you're an unusual group of niggers who seem to go well together even though their back length and race are chiseled.
That smile makes my cheeks stick loose. As you can't see that, when you glance out the window... oh, one girl is peeking into the store. A red-haired girl pulls herself into the shadows to see what's going on inside. It's like a cat.
Well, what the hell is it?
I was concerned, so I went out the back door and spoke from behind her.
Hello, young lady. Can I help you with our store?
"Wow!? Hey, yabba...!
Mr. Redhead scowls at himself and screams briefly. He held his mouth and pushed me into the alley.
"Oh, my God, no! Don't be surprised, dammit..."
I was surprised, too. So, I ask you again, what can I do for our store?
"For? No, I don't need it for the store..."
So again, the girl who glimpses from the shadows and glances into the store. Beyond that, there should only be counters and table seats...... I see.
I get it. Well...
"Hey, what is it? Maybe it's not what you think!
You wanted this, didn't you?
"Chicken!..................... Huh? What, this...?
Baked confectionery mixed with walnuts from a new product. It's delicious.
"No, I can see that, but why..."
Heh, that's okay. Because I know.
"No, what do you know..."
"Lady, it's time for work!"
"... okay. I'll take it anyway."
Yes, now come buy it.
"So you don't understand!
"Lady! Where are you?!?"
"Oh, already! I'm going now! I'll see you later!
Yes, goodbye.
That's how the red-haired girl jumps out of the alley with a lot of momentum. In the end, I got distracted from hearing his name. I look like an adventurer because I'm who I am, so I'll ask Takahiro later.
Still, you don't have to be so shy. Not only that kid, but adventurers don't visit my shop very often.
Targeting extravaganza like the guild leader, they repel as "what the weak eat," such as sweet treats. Even if it is a woman, no one is as triumphant as they were earlier.
But I know. If you come to the store, I knew you'd give up coming in. A takeaway treat that I asked an acquaintance to eat so they could hide at home. The girl earlier, I guess, is that kind of thing. As long as I smile.
Well, it's about time the water boiled. Let's go back to the store.
"Wow."
"Wow, stop it, wow"
"Wahoo."
"... mundane"
Oh, it looks like there was a new customer in between.
Welcome. Welcome to Coffee Noisette.
"Wow!"
"Ah! Master, this is, the...!
Thanks for the cheerful greeting. Looks like you're still a young beast man to observe from your inability to speak humanities. Do you know Mr. Takahiro?
"Oh, I will..."
Looks like she's got a cute little one with her. I'll bring you some milk later.
"Oh, that? Master? Is this shop okay for pets?
Yes, you'll be fine if you don't make a scene.
"You were... hey, I was in a hurry"
This isn't such a fancy place, is it? You're accommodating.
"Because. Krumia, Goldie, enough of you guys walking into the store, but you're making a big deal out of it."
"" Wow!
Hehe, I don't have any other customers right now. It can be busy.
"Something, I'm sorry..."
No, that's okay. Now, what shall I bring to this beastly lady?
"Ugh..."
"Ugh, don't look like that... hey, I'll treat you, I have extraordinary income. I like it. Please."
"Wow ♪ Wow... this and... this! And this!"
Yes, meat pie and, meat spa, bread with chopped meat, milk crepe, right? The drink is mixed juice...... yes, I did.
"Hey, no, no!? Ha, don't ask too much...!
"Kee-yu......"
"Gu...... wow, wow! I said," I like you. "Please! Fine, I'll treat you!
"Kun."
Ha ha... I would say that children are just as good as not hesitating. I'll have it ready in a minute, please wait.
"Wow!
Move forward in front of a kettle boiling around with a cheerful reply from the beast man's toddler on his back. First, we need to warm up the teapots and tea utensils.
Pour in the right amount, turn it around for a while, then discard the hot water into the rinse. I only add tea leaves to it. It's time to heat up the milk too. Let's make it together to give it to Won.
Busy, busy. I'm very busy trying not to keep my customers waiting, even though they don't have much time after lunch. But you look only spared. That's what a coffee shop master is.
Now, put the pie in the oven, and boil the water for the pasta... whoa, it's about time the tea leaves opened. I have to get some cake too.
Thus, I moved around for a while blaming myself on the counter for two of my good lords and a big eater, Mr. Wonko.
"Welcome."
"... Welcome"
"Wow!
Yes, you were rude. Here's your bill.
"Mmm, I knew it was pretty expensive"
That being said, Mr. Takahiro will now stroke Mr. Krumia's head with a pompous look of sorrow. The fact that this person is a good person is not just from previous relationships, but also from these insignificant tricks.
As such, Takahiro leaves the store with a friendly lean.
Think about it, he's a stranger too. Does it also have something to do with being a rare, raw Zipan, who has never been great, albeit under the title Ex-Adventurer?
On the contrary, I try to help people in return. That would be a lot of hard work. In fact, when he comes to this store alone, he's usually exhausted.
Still, what the hell rules and reasons for being clumsy but being nice to people... shouldn't be an excessive pry into customers. Soon, time for an intermittent meal. Less visitors are visiting. We have to clean up.
From what I can see, the food I provided was beautifully finished. There is not a single piece of meat left, such as a meat spa. As long as I'm happy as a maker. Transfer the lowered dishes to a flush and wipe off the oil with cotton after washing with water. Then, after brushing with a cloth towel, leave it on a special shelf behind the counter to dry.
Looks like someone's here again while we're doing this. What kind of customer is it this time? Interacting with visitors, that's also my secret pleasure. Come on, let's start with a greeting.
Welcome. Welcome to Coffee Noisette.
"Sorry, I forgot my notebook..."
Oh, Mr. Takahiro. Hehe...... well, this will happen.