The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

The second arrival train arrived at Harpertown Station on time today.

A whistle pounds from a steam locomotive that slips into the platform and slows down.

With that sound signaled, Theo, who had seen the train arrive at a predetermined position, pointed and confirmed loudly.

"Incoming Yoshi, parking position Yoshi! Yes, okay. Good luck today.

"Oops, you've got a solid voice now. That's a good trend."

The conductor, who was looking out the window to make sure he was safe when entering the line, spoke to Theo. To the words, Theo can unwittingly flaunt his face.

"Thank you! Then quickly guide the customer, I'm coming!

"Okay, don't do me a solid favor!

Running out to the leading vehicle, Theo responds with his hands up to the bugle of the conductor he receives on his back.

From the leading vehicle, which is the first class car, one passenger was just about to come down.

It feels painful, Your Ladyship, and it seems to be quite an older person. He was showing how he was struggling to get off to a slightly stepped platform because he had a big trunkback in his hand.

Theo, who went beneath the customer, speaks to the old lady's passengers at the usual rate.

"Grandma, can I help you carry your stuff?

"Amen? Catch such a lovely lady. Ohh... huh? Is your eye a saving hole?

Theo unwittingly solidifies to the ill-intentioned answer returned by the old lady. The old lady on the other hand spoke quickly without worrying about how Theo looked.

"So, is that how you carry this package? Shall I ask for it? Come on. Hey."

That said, the old lady offered Theo the trunkback she had in her hand.

The expansion is too steep and Theo's reaction is delayed for a moment. Then an even sarcastic word was uttered by the old lady.

"Look, don't you have it for me? No, it's not because I'm beautiful."

"Ah! And excuse me. Okay, well, I'll take care of it. Okay, here you go."

One unexpected word after another, Theo was getting upset.

But still, having managed to get his mind back on the job, Theo took him to the bidding slot as he left the old lady's luggage with the sweat on her forehead.

Theo walks home to see how other customers are doing. That's when the old lady walking beside me called out.

"By the way, I hear there's a grubby store around here called Suzume or Seagull, you know where that is?

"Are you a turtle or a seagull? Hmm, you don't have a bit of a heart around a store with that name...... If it's a coffee shop called Tsubame, it's right next to where I left this ticket..."

"Oh, that was a bummer. It's unusual to have a grocery store at this station. Well, I'll be there, so give me your stuff."

"Yes, maybe...... eh! I'll carry it!?

Theo responds with acknowledgment to the words of an overly natural old lady, up to half. But I realized along the way that every request was strange, and I accidentally shouted out loud.

But without turning to Theo's screams, the old lady folds up trying to peek at Theo.

"What? You want me to carry this heavy luggage to such an old body? I don't like it, it's flirtatious, it's not a man."

"But now that we have your bidding business to come..."

"So is that. Well, that's fine after the bidding. Yes, please confirm the ticket."

The old lady gives me a ticket, and I realize that at some point I even came to the bidding gate, Theo.

Sometimes they were being chased by the old lady's response, and the bidding slot was about to be queued. Theo rushes into the latch (attendant fence) at the bid exit.

"Yes. Good long ride. Please come through."

"Thank you. See you later."

That's what the old lady said, leaving her luggage under Theo and just headed to the coffee shop, the swordfish.

Although I try to speak for a moment, I can just make other customers wait any longer. Instead, it was Theo taking in the old lady's luggage in the latch and making a bid with an apology.

―――――

"Thank you for waiting. It's the luggage you left behind."

After completing his bidding duties, Theo came under the old lady waiting at the coffee shop, the swordfish.

When she gives the large package she carries to the old lady, the old lady receives it with one hand without looking concerned about the weight.

And I put my stuff on the chair next door for a moment, and then I said something to Theo.

"I appreciate it, it helps, man. Well, I'll thank you. Keep it."

That said, the old lady takes a coin out of her pocket and makes it grip in Theo's hand. When I gently opened my hand, what was there was a big white, shining coin - a silver coin.

Silver coins are coins that were used in old times along with gold coins. Although banknotes have been largely unused since they became commonly used, it still makes no difference that they are valid as currency.

And it's worth 500 pestas - if it's "swordfish" mornings, even if you ask for 10 people, it's still enough to get paid for the change with "notes”.

I was given an expensive “thank you” that I had never imagined, and a rushed color appeared on Theo's face.

"No, sir. No! These things are supposed to be unavailable under the rules!

"What's the rule? I'll take this as a favor. Look, get in your pocket right now."

That's what the old lady says, she puts her hand in Theo's uniform pocket and tries to force it over her.

That's right, Theo. All this was a mess, and he was trying to somehow control the old lady's movements, keeping her head down so she wouldn't be rude.

Takumi came under the two of us to see how disturbing the interaction was.

Takumi speaks to the old lady as head of the station building, gently putting her body between them.

"Excuse me. My name is Takumi and I am acting station manager for this station building. Sir, has this station crew taken care of anything?

"Oh, you're a good man. No, I'm trying to thank this station guy, but he's hard to take it. I wish I could get it in my pocket before a superior like you finds me."

When the old lady says so, she sends her gaze to Theo.

The look seemed somewhere fun and the trick had some luscious vibe to it.

When Takumi, who was briefed, turned to Theo, he shook his neck sideways in small pieces to panic.

Takumi bowed her head to the old lady, convinced that her men had not responded incorrectly to that appearance.

"I'm sorry. It was the rule that people who work in the station building should not receive hardware more personally than customers, and if they do so here, they will also have to give me strict guidance. Thank you very much for your concern, but please forgive me for him."

An old woman with her index finger on her chin and quietly listening to Takumi's words. At first he had bent his mouth slightly to the letter to, but eventually he lifted the corner of his mouth and laughed with a cook and a whisper.

"I don't have a choice. Well, I'm sorry I made fun of you. By the way, you look at that outfit and you're doing this shop job, too?

"Yes, I am acting station manager and master of this coffee shop, Tsubame."

"Let's see. Then why don't you give me something light to eat? I just got a look at the menu, and it was just so refreshing."

"I apologize for that. Right......... what kind of things do you prefer?

"I'm a grandmother on this street, and I'm about hungry, so you're tough on something that's not very snug. And I knew I'd be happy with something warm."

"Yes, I did. May I take care of the contents?

"Oh, do me a favor. Just take your time."

That said, the old lady took the notebook out of her bag and started checking something out.

Takumi dares not speak up to the old lady, who begins to look at the notebook with a serious look. And while encouraging Theo to get back to work, he headed to the kitchen.

――――

The old lady, who had been focusing her consciousness on the notebook for a while, takes a whopping breath and gives her a sight.

Looking at the column clock on the wall, it had been about four and a half hours since I saw the clock. Looks like it's taking longer to cook than I thought.

Hopefully something elaborate won't come out if I do... the old lady is a little worried. Just then, Takumi, with her tray in her hand, came to the table again.

"Thank you for waiting. Pork and vegetable soup, sautéed in tea."

When Takumi spoke so, she placed one soup dish in front of the old lady. The hot air rises from the soup dish in a pleasant way.

The slightly cloudy soup was filled with large pieces of pork and repolo (cabbage), thinly chopped sanaolia (carrots) and sliced champions (mushrooms).

To imagine from the fragrance that drifts, perhaps the soup would be based on chickens.

Sure, this would be refreshing, and it's got a lot of ingredients in it, so it's going to build up quite a bit on my stomach.

Above all, the choice of a soup that feels warm at a time when the winter cold feels harsh, albeit indoors, is quite an abomination. The old lady nodded satisfactorily.

"Thank you, I'll have it soon."

When the old lady took the spoon, she first took only the soup and included it in her mouth.

Its quite elegant to enjoy the soup quietly without making a sound.

"Oh, you've got a lot of vegetable sweetness."

An old lady who shouts surprises. The soup felt the sweetness and flavor of the vegetables, even though the dish was made in a sudden order and only four and a half hours.

The menu for lunch was filled with soup, so the base soup itself may have diverted it.

However, the taste of the vegetables is strong nonetheless. Apparently, they didn't just put the ingredients meat and vegetables in the soup.

Even though it's simple, it's quite an interesting dish... the old lady laughs in her heart and now carries the ingredients with her to her mouth.

I expected the vegetables to simmer firmly from the taste of the soup, but I felt a firmer tooth than I thought.

Though not even a toothpick called shaky like raw vegetables, it's a solid bite.

If you repeat the chewing, the fact that the pork is in with the deliciousness of the vegetables is integrated in your mouth and wrapped in a very comfortable mood.

What a strange vegetable soup. No special ingredients are supposed to be used, but they come over and over again.

The old lady who liked this dish threw questions at Takumi with some challenging, but enjoyable look.

"That's a big dish. That's a lot of fun, even though it looks simple. How the hell are you doing?

"Thank you for the compliment. Nevertheless, it's not a big idea. We put the deep frying pan over a high heat and sauté the ingredients somewhat before pouring the soup for lunch."

"Well, like pouring soup into a frying pan? Is it not the same as cooking ingredients with soup in a pan?

"Yeah, it boils all at once by pouring soup over a frying pan on high heat, so I know if I can bring out the flavor of the ingredients stronger. We're applying a noodle dish technique called" tammen, "which was often eaten in my hometown."

"When it comes to men, it's like a recent fashion pato or something. But it doesn't look like Pato's in this?

"We asked about the degree of small belly, so today we did another trick instead of Pato. Enjoy it from the bottom."

"Mm, you know what? Which..."

The old lady, who honestly followed the suggestion from Takumi, tried to stick a spoon in the bottom of the soup dish.

Then a white granular ingredient in a slightly longer and thinner shape appears from the bottom of the soup dish. Cooked arrows.

The old lady nodded one and then carried Arrows to her mouth.

Arrose, which had been sunk to the bottom, is sucking in plenty of soup.

With each bite, the deliciousness of the soup, the taste of the vegetables and the sweetness that Arrows had spread all over his mouth.

"I see, is that why you mean Arrows instead of Pato? But it doesn't look like it was simmered in soup. What kind of trick?

The old lady asks, laughing two times. Takumi also responded with a natural smile to the words.

"Once the pre-cooked arrows are revealed with water, they are gently warmed in a soup placed in a separate pan from the earlier frying pan after taking the mulch off. We've finished it so that it doesn't stick out as much as possible so that you can eat it with a sense of soup fruit."

"I see, that's funny, I've never seen anything like it. No, you look pretty good. I like it."

"That word is above all else. Thank you."

To the words of praise given by the old lady, Takumi bowed her head and thanked her.

After that, the old lady slowly enjoys the soup. And I threw one question at Takumi, as I thought.

"By the way, are you alone?

"No, I have a wife. That's right, they're over there."

In the direction where I gently offered my hand, there was the figure of Nyarch making coffee in the space in front of the kitchen.

Did you feel any strange signs, Nyarch stopping the work hand and looking at this one? Looking around for a while, he had a small neck.

"Well, aren't you still a daughter? Is there a big difference in age? But Mr. Yome is here. Then you're Akan. I thought I'd introduce you to one of my grandchildren."

"That's an honorable story, but if you accidentally accept it, your wife will be mad at you"

As the old lady spoke, Takumi returned the words softly with a grin.

"You seem pretty solid, and I thought you'd be perfect for our grandson. Well, you can't help all this. It doesn't work that way in the world."

"You sound like a much proud grandson. If you're such a lovely grandson, aren't you a handful again?

"Well, I don't know what you mean by an internal athlete, but it's pretty good, she's beautiful, and she's got good family. If you look for a good match, you'll come by. However, there is nothing you can do if you don't feel that way about yourself. Who does it look like at all..."

Takumi speaks softly to the bumpy and spilling old lady.

"Really? But I say this is about friendship and timing, so isn't there going to be a good friendship coming around someday?

"I hope so... because that kid also came with a line of work, I wonder if a bad guy would fool me with a colo"

"No, I'm sure you'll be fine."

Continuing to talk like that with the old lady, I heard the sound of Karan Karan Karan Karan through the door of the entrance to the 'swordfish'. It's the sound of a bell telling visitors.

Takumi sends her gaze towards the door with conditional reflection, listening to its sound. And when I checked the appearance of the customer, I called to say that he was not at his usual condition.

Coming in through the door was a customer who had a bi-monthly booking tomorrow - Sofia.

Sophia also confirms Takumi's appearance and speaks with a gentle conversation.

"Hello, Takumi, nice to see you again this year"

"Welcome, thank you. Now, please take this seat."

That being said, Takumi pointed her hand at the empty seat, as usual.

But Sophia, who was guided, was unusual. I don't know why, but to Takumi - more precisely, he kept his gaze on Takumi's side for a while to solidify.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Sophia? and Takumi calls.

The call Sophia finally returned to me, shaking her neck sideways with her eyes squeezed, and words back to Takumi with a little backwardness.

"Hey, Takumi, sorry, urgent reminder -"

"I don't know, look like I found you even if you're haunted. You didn't want to see Atashi so badly?

"Oh, that's not true. Dear Auntie, it's rare to go away..."

"Well, I've been here on business with you. There's no rush, is there? Here, sit over here."

"Yes..."

The old lady urged me to sit down next to Sophia. The expression caught on as much as I wanted.