The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"So, what did you decide to make?

Later that night, Nyarch's voice echoes in the kitchen of the 'swordfish', which was closed for the day.

After dinner, Takumi and Nyarch, who laid Luna to bed first, were beginning to consider cooking for a 'request' from Liberto.

As the lamp lights quietly illuminate the area, Takumi drops her eyes on the ingredients deposited from the Libert as she puts her hand on her chin.

"Hmm, I've come up with a few dishes myself..."

"Huh? Something bothering you?

"No, I wonder why it's here."

Takumi stares in a box placed on the table.

What was in there was a large fish with beautiful silver scales - salmon.

Salmon is a familiar fish for Takumi, but it was the first time I had seen such a whole salmon since I came to this world.

Salmon is a fish that can be harvested in the cold regions of the north and will not be water-fried around Harpertown, a warm climate.

For this reason, salmon were not familiar around here, to the extent that they were seen as processed products like bottles and cans, even if they were seen.

On the other hand, according to Liberto's story, salmon is routinely eaten in his hometown, the Republic of Tennessee, and is one of the essential ingredients from autumn to winter.

Liberto was proud to say that this salmon was also a deliberate retrieval of this year's "first thing", following a handout from his hometown.

On the other hand, if you return the back, it also means that even though they were Liberts, they had to stack quite a few impossibilities in order to get salmon.

Even then, Takumi felt that there was some deep reason hidden for picking up the salmon.

Takumi wrapping her arms still staring at Salmon.

To such a takumi, Nyarch speaks relaxed.

"I'm sure Mr. Liberto wanted to feed Mr. Sophia full of delicious food!

"No, well, I'm pretty sure that..."

"Then you'll be fine! Good luck filling up more of this freak!

Takumi unwittingly laughs bitterly at the words of the capable weather Nyarch.

But if you think about it carefully, isn't it this Nyarch word that's right - Takumi put his thoughts around again?

It's the salmon that Liberto purposefully picked up on top of the impossibility, so there's no doubt that this meant a lot to him.

It was Takumi, who thought it would not be a dish in accordance with Liberto's will if he did not understand its meaning, but was made to feel that Nyarch's words were going too far because of their preciousness.

In order to meet Liberto's expectations, instead of prying into Liberto's feelings, he should concentrate on bringing out the full taste of salmon.

Takumi, once again noticed about it, grinned as she stroked Nyarch's head pompously.

"Right, Nyarch is right. Thanks."

"Nyarch, that's a good thing! Thank you in form!

Nyarch praised by Takumi eh, chest tight.

But at the end of the line of sight is the salmon.

Takumi stumbles on the nyachi that makes her eyes glare as if she were after her prey.

"I said something good because... Look, this belongs to Mr. Liberto and Mr. Sophia. So, whoa."

"Mmm, you know that! But I need a tasting! Um, so let's feed him!

"Yes, yes, but because it's precious, you can't fill it up."

"Ha-ha-ha!

Nyarch smiles with Nimanima when this is going to be what it is for.

Takumi had her face broken again, even as she was at her usual pace.

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"Now, do you want to work on it"

Takumi, who has re-tightened the cafe apron she always wraps around at work, will have the tools she needs.

On the biggest slab in the store, this was also arranged on the kitchen table with the biggest wooden barrel, plus my favorite knife set.

Nyarch cheers for Takumi as he lines up at a small table by the kitchen.

"Good luck to you!

"Yes, sir. Well, I haven't waited very long."

Takumi, who was finished prepping, exhaled much smaller and gave a serious glance when she spoke to Nyarch. Let's get to work.

Takumi, who got her hands in the box, puts the whole salmon removed in the water she drank in a large barrel.

And as he let it be zabzab in the bucket, he dropped the large quantities of salt that were covered in salmon.

When the inside of the belly, which is similarly built-in, is washed clean, remove it from the barrel and wipe the surface water clean with a white cloth.

And when I put the water-cut salmon on the slab with the ancient newspaper on it, I held the knife and cut off my back and chest chips.

Takumi then puts the knife in from the jaw side and cuts it into the tip of his head, from which he puts the knife along his spine.

As he cut open to slip over his spine, he appeared a pale red body characteristic of salmon from the inside.

The salmon of "This World” is also a familiar “salmon pink" for Takumi.

Nyarch, who watched a little further away, also embarks on the colour of its beautiful body much more.

"Uh-huh! It looks so delicious! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

"Meh. I don't think you can eat it with sashimi. I'll give you a proper tasting later, so just wait a little longer."

"Hey, you got it! Well, then, let's leave it at home!

Takumi, who confirms that Nyarch has returned to his seat with great care, puts a knife along Ella from Salmon's half down into two pieces and chops off his head.

Then he put a knife along his spine in the other body and cut off his head in the same way.

Finally, when the edges were cut off and shaped, Salmon changed its appearance into two large halves (filets).

"Oops! Awesome! It's a pleasure! By the way, what are we gonna do here?

Nyarch, who was approaching at some point, points to the bat on the table.

There was an ala of salmon piled high as a result of grating on three slices.

"Yeah, well, it's a waste to throw it away, and because of that, I guess I'll take the stock and turn it into soup. I don't think it's a good idea to eat it without tailoring it."

"Hmm, it just seems delicious to imagine! You're going to be Mr. Pekopeko! Let them eat fast!

"Yes, yes, but the soup will wait a little longer. I have to do this first."

Takumi searches for more parts of Ara and splits them into two pieces.

Then he put a fire in the rocket stove and started warming the frying pan.

"Oh my God! Taste first!

"With Soyuko. I'm almost there, so I'm not waiting."

Drizzle corsa (vegetable seed) oil in the frying pan as you speak to Nyarch.

And where the oil warmed moderately, the fragrant aroma spread around the circumference along with the sound of juwer, as I put the Salmon alla that I had just taken apart.

Other than the corsa oil, which prevents burning, it has not been seasoned, including salt pepper.

To confirm the taste of the ingredients as they are.

Takumi summons Nyarch by invitation when she puts the salmon on a small plate, which has been so lost and cooked.

"Yes, well, now it's good to taste. Be careful, it's hot."

"I've been waiting for you. Eh! Oh, my God!

Nyarch, who was given one of the slices of baked salmon, breathed a huffle and let the heat cool a little and throw it into his teat mouth.

And when you chew for a while, yeah, it becomes a full smile, nodding over and over again

"Ugh! It's just a little moist, but - and it's delicious! You're a ho ho ho ho!

Takumi nodded yeah to the words and expression, mouthing a slice of salmon just like Nyarch.

"You're a good fat rider, and your sweetness is impeccable. Is it because you were salted that you're pretty solid? I thought it might be more salty while I was carrying it, but it tastes strong and you haven't lost at all."

"It's delicious! Hey, you..."

Nyarch stares at Takumi with a stiff eye.

But Takumi smiled at him.

"... you can't look at me like that any more. It's gonna be gone, isn't it?

"Sorry to hear that..."

Takumi tumbled on that forehead as Nyarch pettered down his cat ear.

"Don't you look like that. He said it's still the real deal, and there's a tasting of the finished product tomorrow."

"Holy shit! Yes, it was! Good luck to you!

"Yes, yes, I understand. And we have to make soup."

I laughed bitterly at Nyarch, who returned to a painfully bright look in just one word, but Takumi returning to the kitchen table was somewhere fun.