The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

Then a few days later, on the day of “La Fiesta Enisa," Fidel and Roland were coming to my school.

From the hall, which combines the cathedral, you can hear the cheerful tone being played at the ball and the cheers of the children who enjoy it.

In the meantime, they were renting a corner of the classroom to prepare for a mini-party that would take place after this.

The dishes prepared for today's party include rolled sandwiches involving various ingredients, fried large pieces with boned wings, and roasted bursts (sausage) and camaroons (small shrimp) on a skewer with tomatoes and theses (cheese), respectively.

They are all delicacies that were devised and made by the two of them, 'so that the children can pinch and eat with their hands'.

"Come on, you're like this over here. How's that?

Roland, who had put what he had made in advance on a large plate borrowed from my school, speaks to Fidel, who was setting the table and decorating it.

"We're done here! And then there's the example."

"Right. You borrowed the vessel, didn't you?

"Whoa! I lent you this amazing"

That's what Fidel said, unwrapping the cloth wrap that was on the table.

What emerged from it was a glass of bowl large enough to hold it with both hands.

The thick glass surface is finely crafted with clear finishing touches, sparkling as if it were a gem by the light inserted through the window.

Roland, who sees that wonderful vessel, accidentally rings his throat.

"... hey, isn't that a little too awesome?

"... Actually, I thought so too. But it seems this is the only vessel the right size. Dr. Marcia also said, 'Use it for the kids,' so why don't you?

"Copy that. Well, let me thank you for using it. Well, then the radar would be better off."

Roland takes a large wooden spoon out of the bag he's been packing.

I've also prepared my usual metal ladle, but I decided to choose a softer wooden spoon in case I should scratch this wonderful glass bowl.

"Right. Then I'll leave the cut of the fruit to you. I'll do what Granada just gave me at the water field over there."

"Drop it and don't waste it."

"Shut up! You're the one who peels too thick and eats too much. Don't make up your mind!

Granada (Pomegranate) hands behind the room as we hit each other with hatred.

Roland, left alone in the classroom, took the fruit out of it when he handed over the box where he had put the ingredients and dishes.

The first one to be removed was Ouba (grape).

Roland, as he removes the large grains of yellow and green one by one from the room, carefully washes them and then cuts them in half to remove the seeds, placing them in a large bowl of metal that he carried from the 'swordfish'.

Ouba's next prepared Naranja (orange) was carefully peeled off, not only the epidermis, but also the thin skin inside, which was similarly delivered in a bowl.

When you finish the work as you are used to, now take out one bottle and open the lid.

The contents of the bottle are syrup-soaked piñas (pineapples).

Roland carefully removes the yellow fruits cut into bite sizes one at a time and goes with them in the bowl.

Furthermore, I cut the syrup-pickled melocotton (also) in another bottle into a large bite on the slab, and I still put this in the bowl as well.

"We're back. I'm glad it's like this, huh?

Fidel, just back from preparing the fruit, shows Roland what's in the vessel.

Among them were plenty of grains of Granada ripe in deep red.

"Oh, enough is enough. Good to see you over there."

"Aye."

Roland receives the vessel, listening to Fidel's frivolous reply.

Wrapping the grain of Granada in a thin white cloth for a short time squeezed it over a new bowl.

Whenever the force is applied, the deep red Shizuku falls.

When the fruit juice was thoroughly squeezed out, the syrup that had been soaked with the earlier piñas and melocotons was added thereto and stirred thoroughly before being covered in the grains of Granada that had been left behind.

Roland picks one grain of Granada that adds more radiance and confirms the flavor.

The strong acidity characteristic of Granada was suppressed with syrup, as well as how good the aroma tickled the nostrils out of my mouth.

Nodding satisfactorily at its performance, Fidel calls out to me.

"Can we do this over here?

In the bowl Fidel was holding, grains of fruit were still available in a deep ruby colour, about the same size as what Roland had earlier prepared.

Although the shades and shapes vary slightly, its appearance with red syrup on the surface is indistinguishable from Granada's grain on the side.

Roland nods when he confirms the flavor by picking one of them.

"Yeah, I guess it's okay. Well, this one's sweeter and more suitable for younger kids."

"Well, if you have a kid that looks sour, you could use a little Granada and add more of this one"

"That's right. Okay, now that looks like you're ready. So, can we do this later, please?

"Oh, I'm just gonna make up my mind!

Roland, who refrains from selling lunch, had to return to the 'swordfish' without overlooking the kids' party.

Roland starts going back in order even as he thinks he'll get his hair pulled back.

And when I made a high touch with Pong with “buddy (Fidel)", who I entrusted later, I left the room behind.

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The party started with the excitement of the ball without a chill.

There, cheeks were full of mouth as the children thoughtfully held the dish with their eyes sparkling.

Lots of prepared roll sandwiches and dishes quickly lower that height as well.

And even before Fidel, the kids were queuing all the time.

Of course it's a special dessert, "Fruit Ponch with Granada”.

Fidel creases in the fruit punch inside a large glass bowl with a wooden spoon when she receives the cup from the children.

And if you put a grain of Granada and another grain of fruit on top of it, it's done.

Deep red grains dye the carbonated water with syrup slightly red, making the fruit swimming in it and the foam that can bounce with the shwashwa sparkle as much as possible.

The children were, first of all, surprised by its beauty, and had their faces broken again, including in their mouths.

One girl called out as Fidel stirred joy at the appearance of children waiting for fruit punches as they interrupted the queue and shuddered for fun.

"Mr. Fidel! Thank you so much for today. Thank you! Thanks to you, everyone is thrilled!

"No, no. I'm glad they're all happy, apparently. Still, you look a little different today."

Luna looks just a little more grown up than usual with a slight blush on her lips than usual.

Fidel was accidentally blinded by such Luna's appearance.

"It would be embarrassing to be seen so much. Yikes. But I'm sorry I didn't even help you today. Is there anything I can do to help you now?

"No, no, it's a party because of it, Luna is so excited! She said she'd leave it to you at times like this. Yes, Luna, try this too!

With that said, Fidel puts a fruit punch in the cup at hand and puts only one type of red grain on top of it (...).

Then Luna opened her mouth with a troubled smile somewhere.

"Thank you. Thank you. But this..."

"It looks like Granada's in there, doesn't it? It's okay. You want to take a look?

Luna stares at the contents of the cup with her neck over Fidel's words.

Then you noticed what was inside, you opened your eyes wide and looked up all the time.

"What is this...!

"That's a special version for Luna. You're gonna be okay with this, right?

"Ha, ha!

Luna shaking her head vertically over and over again with Kokukoku.

The identity of the red grain placed in Luna's cup, which was flamboury (raspberry).

Of course, if you calm down, you can see the difference between flamb feed, where fine grains are collected, and Granada, where one grain at a time is detached.

But the flamb feed put in this fruit punch is carved the same size as the grain of Granada. Yeah, it's wrapped in some kind of red syrup on the surface, so if you assume it's Granada, it wasn't strange enough to look that way.

Luna compares the inside of the vessel to Fidel's face over and over again.

To her like that, Fidel nodded one cockle before offering her a spoon.

"... hey! Sweet and sour, a little schwachy, this, really yummy!!

Luna, safely mouthful of fruit punch, floods with joy.

Flambucha, soothed with red syrup, has outstanding fruit characteristics, sweetness and acidity.

Its delicious flavour is also spread throughout the fruit pouch, resulting in a refreshing flavour that goes hand in hand with the carbonation of the schwaschwa.

It's delicious as it stains my body that I was feeling a little tired at the ball earlier.

Fidel takes a sigh of relief as she indulges in carbonated water with the sweetness and acidity of the fruit spread over her cup, while watching Luna cheek the fruit inside looking delicious.

"Good. Good. It didn't have a bit of flavor intensity when it was just flamb bait, so I soothed it with a syrup soaked in Groseille (red currant) fruit. Then the good things got pretty colors too."

"Oh my God! The red syrup around us was Grozeille."

"That's what I wanted to make Granada feel unbeatable. Look, this is gonna be" with everyone, "right?

"Oh, so I went out of my way like this...!

Luna, knowing the true meaning of this “dessert," weeps unexpectedly.

And, shaking his voice, he bowed his head deeply against Fidel.

"Thank you Fidel for such a great dessert!! I'm so happy!

Luna, who exploded her emotions, gives her a tearful but full grin.

To its so dazzling appearance, Fidel unwittingly turned her head away.

"As it were, well, it was Roland who shaped it. Tell him when you get home. Besides, the party's not over yet, is it? Have fun with everyone. Come on."

"Yes! Thank you so much!!

Luna says so, bowing her head firmly again before returning to the circle of friends.

As Fidel narrowed her eyes and looked at the condition, she was inadvertently heard from below.

"Hey hey! Can I help you?

"Um? Brother, your cheeks are bright red."

"Really -! It's like Granada.

"Oh, wow! Oh, no, no, no, no. Oh, come on, come on! Well, I'm not in line for a replacement."

I pat myself on the cheek when it gets hot, and Fidel speaks gently to the kids as she manages to fix the upset.

The look, unlike the usual one for sales, was a smile filled with heartfelt joy.