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 still here today?

"Taka Hiro? What is' too 'today? What is' also 'today. I don't think you're bringing in women other than me without any maneuvers?

"Chi! Yumi or something, it's about walnuts. We went into Noisette together. I'm not a woman."

"A maid and a dog? Okay, then."

The girl who followed Mr. Takahiro into the store nodded, um, one thing. Dragon-like horns, black wings and tails. Takahiro's, "self-proclaimed fiancée." I met Mr. Takahiro once before at his house.

Even then, it was perfect for Takahiro... apparently admiring the bottom of his heart, Takahiro. You look at it, you lose your mind.

Ma'am, please take your seat. Pfft.

"Mm-hmm. You're a good husband. Praise and send."

"Sorry, he looks great for nothing..."

No. Aren't you a lovely fiancée? You look great with Mr. Takahiro, too.

"Ooh, don't you have eyes to see! I guess so, I guess so. Me and Takahiro look great!

"Master, give me a break... when this guy gets better, my life sucks"

"And I'm telling you by mouth, it's not even full?

"Chi!

Hehe, we seem to be really close. Isn't that a good thing?

"That's right, Takahiro. The owner is right. But you're quite insightful, aren't you? We met before, but you haven't heard the name. It seems worth remembering. Name it."

Yes, my name is Vitamail Walnut. As you can see, we are the masters of a small coffee shop. After that, get to know me.

"Hmm, my name is Vitamail. I'm a lutoo. As you can see, he's a dragon man, Takahiro's future wife. Just like you remember."

Yes, I did. For the wedding, call me, right?

"That depends on your arm. If you give me something bad, I don't think we're going to have a relationship."

"Excuse me, excuse me, honestly, excuse me. This guy doesn't feel like a mountain general..."

Heh heh, that's okay. If you're a girl of this age, the magnificent tone is also a cute thing. Well, what can I get you? Would you like a meal? Is that tea?

"Oh, it's tea today. Wait a minute......... Look, Rootoo. This is the menu."

"Hmm, don't look away. Parfait is good, but I don't want to throw away the cake either...... uhm"

Mr. Rootoo spreads the menu book on the cork board and worries about what to turn it into. These tricks are such an old girl, and they are so smiling.

"Store owner. What do you recommend?

Yes, Zach Torte cooked well today. This cake is coated with moist chocolate dough with sugar-changing chocolate. It goes very well with dark eye-brewed tea.

"Um, well, hold that. Oh, but a parfait would be nice...... and still have a fruit parfait"

Yes, Zach torte with tea, fruit parfait, right? How about Mr. Takahiro?

"As usual, with chocolate nut cake and tea."

Yes, I did. Okay, hold on a second.

Turn inside the counter, pour water into a silver kettle and put on fire. Tea also uses water to warm pots and cups, so it has to be boiled full of kettle for both of us. It's going to take a little while.

The cake has been cut into a magic item for refrigeration, the "Don't Cold Box" (they say it's a developer's direct name), so you just need to take it out. They used to have a whole bunch of dedicated ice magicians chilling, but that's what made it a handy time.

"Speaking of which, Rootoo. You, I've been away for the last few days, where have you been?

"What, are you suspicious of your fiancée's infidelity? Hehe, you loving bastard. Rest assured, the three-headed beasts were only invited to the booze table."

"A three-headed pair of beasts? What the hell."

"It's a trio of Behemoth, Leviathan, and Jizz. Beasts representing land, sea, and sky. They asked me to come and have a drink because they had a good drink. The liquor was good, but they were boring to talk about... jizz and all I always said was, 'I, I'm thin...' The other two just go wild when they get drunk. It's so noisy."

"Monster Grand Final or......!?

Oh, rare. Mr. Takahiro, who is always floating, is shaking his face bright blue. So, do people like "Mr. Leviath" have bad liquor habits?

Still, Mr. Routou seems to like alcohol. That's right, the dragon race is even said to soak in hot whiskey instead of producing water and drink wine instead of milk. I made it that young and saw it as a pretty alcoholic.

Here's one, why don't you sneak some western liquor into the raw cream that accompanies the parfait or zach torte. I'm sure you'll be delighted.

Well, it's time to get ready for a treat. Let's start with the cake......

Calancolo ~ n.

Oh, looks like someone's here. Welcome, welcome to Coffee (Noisette).

"Hello ~"

Oh, Mr. Caorle. Hi, how was your day?

"The store's off today, so I'm just gonna grab a cup of tea... Taka Hiro? Even Loutou."

"Oh, caorle. Are you here for a cake, too?"

"If you think of someone, aren't you the little girl from the diner? That's an odd encounter."

Mr. Takahiro and his family greet Mr. Kaol with their hands raised.

Oh? You guys know each other?

"Yeah, Takahiro and I have a house in the neighborhood, and shops sometimes, we get help. Lootoo often comes over for lunch. Huh?"

"Mm-hmm. The Mampu Pavilion meal fits my taste. Especially the fried food. I've been sober since daylight."

Right. Mampuku pavilion is delicious fried food, isn't it? I'm a little hungry for dinner, too.

"Thank you for everything, Mr. Vitamail. And, well, that's why we're looking at each other a little bit."

Sometimes, if you think you don't sound like Mr. Takahiro from the kitchen, is that what you mean? Would you like to join us?

"Uh, but... me, aren't we in the way?

"It doesn't matter, I'm..."

"Me, too. It's not as narrow as it gets when you're a little girl."

You two don't seem to mind.

"Well, if that's the case... I'm sorry to bother you ~. Eh heh."

Hang on, Mr. Caorle sits in the seat next to Mr. Routou, opposite Mr. Takahiro's face to face. Mr. Kaoru is also an easy drunk at the Mampu Pavilion, but it's not that he doesn't have a crush. How this girl seems to be around purposefully avoiding the man next door.

Well, what will we have for you today?

"Uh... well, with a chocolate and berry mousse. Tea's got milk tea."

"Huh? Is that enough? You can eat moose in two bites if you're bad."

"Wow, I'm a girl! That's enough."

"'Cause, Rootoo."

"I am a mature adult woman. You can eat parfait in addition to cake."

Hehe, on the chocolate and berry mousse, that's milk tea. Yes, I did.

Usually, you order two or three cakes, right? And so forth, there is no wild thing to say. Maidens are delicate. Older people don't talk in silence.

Turn around the inside of the counter again with the sight that makes you feel dull watching. Whoa, there's hot water spilling out of the kettle. While we were talking about this, it seemed to be boiling. With this, you can serve tea right away.

Pour hot water in the tea bowl first and keep warm, in the meantime, prepare the sweets. Remove the zach torte, chocolate nut cake and mousse from the "cold box". Next, remove the raw cream as well, pour it into a bowl and stir in a bowl with a bubble.

In the whipped cream to accompany Zach Torte, basically, I can't add sugar, but apparently Mr. Routou likes sweets. Let's make something less sweet first. And if you make something sweet for the parfait afterwards, there's no waste.

And don't forget to add the liqueur. I'm a customer of the dragon race. Let's add a little more.

Well, the tea utensils are warm, and let's make some tea. + 1 cup tea leaves for the number of people, in a pot and pour water from high places. And cover and steam. Everything is necessary to extract the aroma and flavour from the tea leaves. I can't lose my hand.

Pour water again into the empty kettle and let it boil. Let Mr. Caorle wait a while longer.

Yes, thank you for waiting. Zach torte and chocolate nut cake, chocolate and berry mousse. I'll leave you every pot of tea.

"Oh, thank you"

Shall we make the parfait soon?

"No, after enjoying sweets and tea"

Yes, I did. Mr. Caorle's tea, please wait a little longer.

"Yes."

Okay, take your time.

Well, if Parfait's okay later, it's milk tea first. Let's wait until the water is boiling, then warm the milk. Too warm milk is not a good idea... Hmm? That is......

Second, the sight of the outside showed something familiar. Speaking of which, it's three o'clock at noon. Even with that kid, it's not weird.

Gently, out the back door. Then there was Mr. Black Cat glancing at this one from the entrance to the alley. You get close to this one, you run away, so keep your distance, you talk.

Hello, are you taking a walk?

"Nah."

Really? It's a beautiful day.

"Nah ~"

By the way, aren't you hungry? Me, I baked a finanche, how about one?

"Nha..."

Serve baked sweets on small plates. Then Mr. Black Cat approached me closely......

"Nyan."

Pah, grab the financier and just get away from me for a little while. The Cat Beast Man has heard that the distance to others can be represented as the distance of the mind as it is. In that sense, I'd say I'm still on guard. A little, you're lonely.

"Nha..."

Still, this kid who bows his head and thanks, he must be a good kid. I don't even know the name, but you can see the kind heart from words and deeds.

……

Second, Mr. Black Cat looks inside the store. And, as it were, I stopped moving my gaze. Did you even find someone you knew?

Do you know Mr. Takahiro? Then why don't you go inside and eat it?

……

Ah... Mr. Black Cat left with his heels back. Was it because of your mind that you knew someone? Next time we see each other, let's hear it.

Well, the water would have boiled already. We need to brew the milk tea and serve it to Mr. Caorle. Open the back door and return to the store.

Then an unexpected sight popped into my eyes.

"Can't it be normal!? Shouldn't it be normal!?

"Oh, calm down, caorle!?

"Normal is the best! Normal is a good thing!"

"Waha, that's good! Perfect as a pastime!

"Don't even stir up the looooooo!!

I grabbed Takahiro's chest barn, turned his face bright red, and Mr. Kaol went wild... Huh? What happened?

"You were vulnerable to booze -!?

"I'm not drunk. I'm not drunk. Where is someone who eats cake and gets drunk? Ugh, uhhhhh..."

Oh...... I'm sure you mouthed a liqueur multi-eyed whipped cream served with Mr. Routou's Zach Torte.

But even though it's a lot, it's not liquor itself. Apparently, Mr. Caorle is fragile to alcohol. Occasionally, I see someone in a pub who gets drunk with a glass of beer.

"Takahiro? Aren't there too many girls around lately? It's not sloppy."

"I don't know! That's not my fault!

"Takahiro!"

"Waha! I didn't think you'd be vulnerable to booze so far! No, pleasant and pleasant."

Hmm, apparently, it's not going to fit right in. This is a coffee shop, not a pub......

"Master, help me!

"Takkahiro."

"Wahaha!

Hehe...... well, this will happen.