The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"Obnoxious. Roland, you got a minute?

One evening, a cheerful voice stuck to the kitchen of the coffee shop, the swordfish, which was about to close its doors.

The Lord of Voices is Fidel, a boy with fox ears.

After closing the operation of the store "Meauca", which is co-located in the station building, he was supposed to show his face to the kitchen of "Tsubame" for daily sales reports and sales calculations.

"Hmm? What's the matter?

To Fidel's call, Roland, the boy with the ears who was washing a large pot for soup, snickered his face.

Fidel then spoke with a rare and magical look on her face.

"No, come on, I need to talk to you about the product for a second. Come on"

"Hmm? Is something wrong?

"Look, we're about to talk about the example 'Violetta' finally leaving the port, right? Because of that, people keep asking me if I have any sunny souvenirs."

"Heh, so?

"But it's about Galata (Sabre) who gets some sunshine when we're dealing with it now. Even in Madeleine, I don't know if I'll have it for a week at most, and if it's a tambour (drum) bake, it feels like that day to the next, doesn't it?

"Well, yeah. Hmm, what is this? Can you even make a new product?

"That's a pretty good guess. I was wondering if you could give me a variation on sunshine or something."

"That said, it's not so easy..."

Roland begins to worry by bending his mouth to a letter to.

Then those long ears captured the patter and mild footsteps.

"Phew, we're back now."

"Luna, you're annoying"

Speak to the girl back from the hall as Fidel waves.

Luna also waved back with her usual uncontrolled smile.

"Good luck, Mr. Fidel. Oh, yeah, Roland, brother, I need to talk to you about a favor..."

"Hmm? Do you want to talk to Luna?

"Oh, yeah......, you can't?

"No, no, I'll always do whatever Luna asks! Instead, leave this little fox thing alone and do it with the highest priority. Yikes!

"Oh my God, you big rabbit!... Even so, if Luna is in trouble, can she help? Is it okay if I hear that story with you?

"Sure! Yeah, actually, Jean-kun was at the store earlier. So, since the Violetta will soon be leaving port and returning to the country, I hope you have something delicious to eat..."

"Jean... ah! The other day?"

"That piece of shit...... is that from your boy!?

Both Fidel and Roland react violently to that name emanating from Luna's mouth.

Surprised at how those two were doing, Luna continued the conversation.

"Nothing. Jean-kun's not a bad kid, okay? Because we're getting along, and I don't know when I'll see you next, I thought I'd want to do something for you if I could..., no?

"Yes, no..., that's..."

Roland becomes a tadjitter to Luna, who is about to sue him for his superiority.

Then Fidel, standing beside it, pounded Roland's shoulder and turned his body all the way as he tried to show Luna his back.

"What the hell are you doing? We're just gonna be honest here, okay?

"But the giver is that Jean, right? Don't you care?

"I don't think that's a good idea. But that son of a bitch is going back to the country, isn't he? Then you won't be our rival. Then this is where the vessels are big and the chance to show your manhood."

"Well, that makes sense, too. That's a little gizzard, only bad wisdom is a dish in heaven!

"Shut up, big rabbit! You don't have the same number of places in the world!

"Um, what's wrong with both of you?

From behind the two whispering, Luna, left behind, speaks softly.

As the two boys rushed around to that voice, they first returned the words from Fidel.

"I'm sorry. Actually, I asked for the same thing earlier. We were talking about how we couldn't do something together anyway. Hey, big rabbit?

"Ah, oh. I'm going to be able to do this with what this little fox has just asked for, so I was just telling you that story."

Two people talking to each other with their elbows to each other.

Luna seems to have embraced the two words, even though she puts on her little neck.

"Hmm, Roland, if your brother and Mr. Fidel are getting along, I don't mind. Then I'll think hard too, Roland, and your brother and Fidel, help me out together."

"Sure!

"Luna, when I'm going to be on a big boat and I'll leave it to you -!

"So shall we have it mixed up there, too?

"Wow!? And, Master?

Loud as Roland freaked out his body over Takumi's call to the kitchen at some point.

When the three of them turned around, there was Takumi and Nyarch, and even Theo's appearance.

"I'd love to have a bite of your souvenir talk earlier, too,"

"He wants to give a present to Mr. Silena, who's going home on board the 'Violetta'! Teo-kun doesn't seem to like love that pays off!

"That's not true. However, as a fan, I just want to make the best gift..."

Theo teased by Nyarch dyes his face bright red.

With a smile on its face, Takumi also brought up another story.

"For me, that's a request from Mr. Hernando. As a souvenir of the staff of the Violetta, I was wondering if you could prepare something for me in this swordfish."

"That's starting to sound amazing..."

Roland slurps his throat at at the stories of more and more bulging.

Then Takumi nodded one more thing before continuing her words.

"Right. But I think I can also say that this is a gift of your friendship that you've all connected one by one. So I'd like to work with you guys here, how about that?

"What? Does that mean...?

Takumi nodded slowly before returning her answer to Fidel's words thrown as she tilted her little neck.

"Yeah, about this' souvenir ', I think I'll focus on making it. However, what I make is only a base one. Make it easy to arrange, so with each thought, make it your own original one. Nice, huh?

"" "" Yes! "" "!

Four respond well to Takumi's call.

Then, it was followed by Nyarch, who declared to all well.

"The tasting is up to Nyarch. I hope you make a lot of them!

"So, Nyarch just wants to eat, right?

"Why did you split up? Could it be that you've never been more comfortable?

"That's not true. Look, don't reflect."

Takumi, who grabbed the area around Nyarch's back, held it up and hung it blah blah blah.

To that same sight as usual, the four remaining men leaked a couscous and a grin.