The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

The dinner party inviting Takumi and the others proceeded with a pleasant colloquial afterwards.

It was the soup that was carried as a second item.

On top of tomato-based soup with lots of coarsely minced seboria, carabasa (zucchini), and hoodia (ingen beans), there is an avocado carved in the eye and a fried tortilla cut into small triangles.

The soup, which is rich in vegetable flavors and nutrients, is fragranced with cayenna and various spices, making it a delicacy flavor.

The avocado on top reduces the spiciness that lingers on the tongue and the fried tortilla brings about a change in texture and fragrance.

And the three-item fish dish is a sautéed white fish.

A delicacy made of crispy, fragrant white fish characterized by a red skin reminiscent of sea bream.

Also, the fresh acidity and aroma of green lime and the flavor of aho (garlic) enhance the flavor characteristic of white fish, creating a wonderful flavor.

The scent of vanilla scattered from the top is also extraordinary.

And four items. Where the main meat dish was brought, one incident occurred.

After eating the third item, the door was knocked, and the sheep ear servants entered the room with the wagon.

"Thank you for waiting. It's the main dish of the day, the Creek Chicken Asad (oven-roasted)."

"Heh, I've got something amazing coming out again."

"What? Is this such an amazing thing?

Takumi reacts to Sofia's crush.

Then Carlos opened his mouth just when he got my will.

"Creek chickens are, as their name suggests, very rare chickens kept only in the village of Creek. On this street, on growing about two turns bigger than regular chickens, the flesh is supreme, soft and tasteful. If I were to choose three of the finest ingredients in this country, I would definitely be one of them."

"Creek chickens, which can be raised with special effort, are set in number each year. But you've often gotten something so precious..."

"Hey, I was able to purchase it in good time today. It's my chance, and I'd love to have it with you."

"That's an extra honor for me. Even if you look at it from here, it conveys its splendour."

"But how do you eat such a big one? Are you sure you want to wear it?

Nyarch, who stared at the whole grill as he listened to the story, raised his bare voice.

Carlos, accustomed little by little to Nyarch's words and deeds, fried a flamboyant laugh with a takumi that twisted his eyebrows.

"Ha ha. It may be luxurious and good to wear it, but make sure you have a welcoming hospitality here. This" Creek Chicken Assad "was to be cut in front of you by the owner of the hall, or me. That's what makes it a kind of show. Okay, here it is..."

When Carlos sends a signal with his eyes, the sheep ear feeders, who were holding back beside him, lift a large silver plate on the wagon.

And when I tried to carry it as it was, you accidentally flunked your hem, or one of your payrolls went out of balance.

"Ah!"

It's a salary I've managed to put on my posture, but that's a rejection and a vendetta.

A silver plate leaned against the clap on which the feeder stepped, and a creek chicken baked in the mistletoe lights fell to the floor.

As the creek chicken rolls down the floor, the vegetables, champignons (mushrooms), and arrows (comedy) that were stuffed inside are scattered.

"Nyah!?

"Hey, are you hurt?

As Nyachi's screams cling, Takumi also quickly rises and peels her gaze at both of them. They seemed unharmed, but their complexion was bright blue.

"Oh my God..., anyway, let's get this place cleaned up first. Then you head to the kitchen and get a replacement as soon as possible."

"Ha, ha," "too, sorry! Right now!

Clean up the 'Creek Chicken Assad' where Carlos has been scattered on the floor as he makes his way to the kitchen to feed the servants who have made the cause.

Though the cleanup was soon over, the table was engulfed in awkward silence.

"I'm so sorry that I've had a rough phase. We're asking for a replacement dish now, so just give us a moment..."

"No, this is what happens, so it's what we don't have a choice. More than that, I'm glad she didn't get hurt at the service."

"But it's a shame that you were such a delicious servant..."

Nyarch knocks his ears down with a petan.

Not sure if it should be condescending or comforting, Takumi just stared.

Sophia watches the two of them quietly.

Then, once again, the door was knocked Concon, and a large man came, dressed in a cock coat and peering round tiger ears from his head, along with the service he had earlier made his way to the kitchen.

"You made me wait a little. Now it's time for the Creek Chicken Assad, eat it thoroughly!

With that being the case, a large silver plate, which has been lightly carried, is placed in the center of the table.

"Uh-huh? What do you mean??

"" Another Creek Chicken ”...?

Next to Nyarch with his eyes squeezed and surprised, the takumi crumbles.

With a satisfied look at the reaction, Carlos dropped off the cock coat guy returning to the kitchen and proceeded with the split.

So that each area goes properly and evenly, and the stuffing inside is also neatly re-served to give each person forward.

"I'm sorry to surprise you. Now it's time for the Creek Chicken Asad. Enjoy it.

Nodding at Carlos' words, Takumi first cut a bite of the grilled momomo, pacling and cheeky on his mouth.

"... this is so wonderful that you sigh"

How carefully they were burned.

The skin on the surface is crisp and fragrant, and the inner meat is juicy roasted.

I don't have any sense of crunch that is common in chicken, and I feel firm elasticity, but I don't feel any difficulty eating it.

The more bite you chew, the more chicken flavor you get, the better it tastes.

Indulging in the original taste of creek chicken first, Takumi is followed by tangled sauces to taste carefully.

Two types of sauce accompany the dish. One is a green sauce with chopped seboria (onions) and vanilla, and the other is also a rich sauce for wanting a dark brown color.

The first to go with it was the green sauce. This one has a refreshing acidity that makes the tomatoes feel similar to blue, with a slight, gentle spiciness.

Perhaps it contains not only Sebolia, but also green Cayenna.

The combination of acidity and spiciness common to the first two dishes was how it brought out the goodness of the creek chicken.

Go on. Takumi also reaches for another brown sauce.

Including a little creek chicken on this one in my mouth pushed a different, complex and intense flavor into my mouth all at once.

The first thing I can feel is sweetness. But right after that, unique bitterness and spicy spiciness follow.

And the rich scent that tickles the nostrils is unparalleled.

The intense, well-weighted taste even evokes an atmosphere of "red miso” somewhere.

Takumi, however, had an idea of this flavor.

"Could this be... is there a cocoa in it?

"You know. This cacao sauce, Morelle, is also an essential part of this Creek Chicken Assortment."

"It's a creek chicken with a firm flavour, which is why the flavour can coexist without losing to the intense morelet. It has a truly wonderful taste and I am impressed."

"That word, if Augusto heartily hears it, will please you. I'll come back to you later, so please let me know directly at that time"

Carlos smiles at his greatest praise.

Then Nyarch, who had quietly recommended a meal on the side, called out again.

"Hey, the rice over here is so good too!! You should try it soon!

"Yes, yes, which..."

Nodding at Nyarch's words, Takumi also stretches her fork into the stuffing that was served on the plate.

It also looked like a pilaf with chopped vegetables and champignons. It also looked golden.

Takumi with its arrows in her mouth as she swells her chest to expectations.

And when I chewed for a while, I went through my throat with gokuri, and, uh, breathed.

"It's all about being amazed. Arrows smoke all the delicacies of creek chicken. I thought it was just an accompaniment, but rather, this arrow might be the essence of the deliciousness of this dish..."

"That's Mr. Takumi. Without this arrow, this dish would be just a whole chicken roast."

"Rice and meat are both delicious! Yummy but full, hungry, Nyarch is so happy!

Nyarch gives a grumpy look whether the tension is finally relaxed, or whether he is satisfied with his swollen stomach.

The reception room, which was temporarily flowing with pressing air, was now also wrapped in a pleasant atmosphere.

―――――

The assortment of flan (pudding) and fruit served as desserts quickly flattened, and as they soaked into the aftermath of the meal along with the aromatic coffee, the door gutted open.

What came in was a big man dressed in a cock coat, who had just brought me a second "Creek Chicken Assad”.

"Excuse me for not being able to say a satisfactory greeting earlier. Augusto Quarrez keeps the kitchen at this hotel."

Augusto, who stored a golden mustache in his mouth, holds his cock hat aside and offers his hand all the way.

Takumi also took up her seat again and firmly shook back the hand offered.

"Thank you for all the great food today. Especially“ Creek Chicken Assorted, "which I admired for its skill in savoring the ingredients."

"Don't let that word run out of cook profit. You're one of my confidences. If you don't mind, I'll teach you the secret while you're over here, okay?

"I would definitely ask you to do that already. Let me study so I can get a little closer."

Augusto nods forcefully at Takumi's words.

Then Nyarch sandwiched his mouth from the side.

"But because it was delicious, it was a waste of time for the first one to shrug..."

"Hmm, maybe that's not to worry..." as planned ”? How about you, Mr. Carlos, Mr. Augusto?

Takumi asks the two of them what they wanted to confirm while returning the words to Nyarch.

It was Carlos who answered the question first.

"That's Lord Takumi. As you can see, the first one I prepared was for“ deliberately flipping ”. This is prepared to imitate the anecdotes of the past about diplomacy, in an effort to give a physical sense of the“ meaning ”of the dishes served in this" hotel "setting."

"Hmm, is that an anecdote from the past..."

Takumi who can gavel at Carlos' words.

Then this time, Augusto started explaining.

"When this country was just beginning to trade abroad, an international conference was to be held in this country. The staff at the" Welcome Hotel "said it had already taken a leap forward to prepare to demonstrate the power and prestige of the country."

"And that preparation worked and we got two of the finest ingredients, 'Creek Chicken', at the same time. But here's where the first hotel manager said he thought." Is it best to fulfill and offer both of these? "-"

"Even if we line up two things in the future, we are less impressed, and there is a risk that it will be said to be just disgusting. So the first curator did the same thing today," I dare to flip one of the slightest ills, and I immediately give him another of my destiny. "

"I see, does it mean that turning one into a“ throwaway pawn ”makes one of your destinies more attractive?

Takumi, who was listening quietly, opens her mouth.

In contrast, Carlos also consented and continued the conversation.

"Yeah, of course the intent seemed great. In addition to that, I am told that it was a muscle piece to maximize the guests' joy by 'daring to take expectations off and let them down, then live up to them again'. There would also have been some thought to boast that 'it is a country strong enough to prepare even the' spare 'of splendid creek chickens'"

"The 'Welcome Hotel' is also a place that is deeply linked to diplomacy, that is, the front line of a battlefield that betrays the interests and prestige of the country. If so, the dishes served there are also treated as one of the" weapons of negotiation ”. Even if you don't deliberately cook unsavory dishes, you don't like" thoughts ”or“ intentions ”from one menu or ingredient selection."

"Of course, it's not that I don't trust the culinary skill of Lord Takumi. However, when I cooked at this' welcome hotel ', I wanted to make sure that my body felt this, not just the words, and I set up a place like this."

Carlos bows his head after finishing the conversation.

Takumi also slowly lowered her head and opened her mouth.

"I understand the story very well. I've read similar diplomatic anecdotes where I used to live. However, when you see it this way, it weighs completely differently. I've had a valuable opportunity."

"But you. How can using rice to purposefully poise it be so frivolous? I knew it would feel like a waste."

"Right. I know the anecdote earlier, but there's really a part of it that catches on..."

A voice of doubt rises from the two women who have listened quietly so far.

The question is, I was just feeling takumi even if I didn't say it.

Takumi looks up all the time and sends her gaze to Carlos and Augusto.

It was from Chef Augusto that the answer was given.

"I totally agree with that. As a cook, I can't resist using it to throw away ingredients, so if you're going to do this, the first thing you do is reproduce it on the condition that you use ingredients that you plan to throw away."

According to Augusto's story, the "first” chicken was minced and stuffed between the skins with the old end meat that this guy was also going to throw away during the old round chicken skin that was going to be disposed of, plus watering the surface to make the "only look good” visible to one serving.

The story was that the stuffing inside was also made of all the "unsuitable for food" things, such as using cracked rice and the toughest part of Sebolia, which would not be established as "food" before the delicious taste.

"I see! Then I'm a little relieved!

Nyarch, who understands the situation, gives a relieved look.

Sophia also had a convincing look on her face.

Takumi, on the other hand, is silent for a little while so as to sort out previous stories.

And when he turned again to Carlos and Augusto, he opened his mouth with a serious look.

"Thank you so much for a wonderful feast today. As I said earlier, I have just realized in depth the weight of this place called the 'Welcome Hotel', and the cuisine served here. So, one favor from me..."

"Well, what is it?

"Cooking in a setting like this will be my first experience in how many minutes. I would therefore like to set up a place for you to confirm once and for all whether my understanding of what you two have shown today is correct. As for this, I also thank you today, and I know that you two will have the opportunity to serve the food, can you please?

"No, if it's what Lord Takumi looked like earlier, I don't think it's a problem enough..."

Augusto, with his round tiger ear pinned, returns the words with his little neck tilted.

But when Takumi shook her head small and sideways, she started talking again.

"We will have to use both of you for the reception that we plan to take charge of next time. At that time, I want you both to know how a cook named me will assemble the dishes based on the stage of" diplomacy ”. I was wondering if perhaps the quickest way for you to understand that would be to eat my dishes."

"I see. That does make sense. I get it. Then I would love to have Lord Takumi's cooking once."

"You're free to use the ingredients at the hotel, so you can always tell me if you need anything. Honestly, I wanted to try Lord Takumi's cooking too."

"The grasshopper's dinner is so full that you can't beat it today! It's Nyarch's potato bun!

"Right, Takumi's cooking, I'm sure you'll both be surprised, won't you?

"Hey, don't put up too many hurdles for both of you"

Takumi unintentionally laughs bitterly at the words of Nyarch and Sofia, who give a backup with a glittering look.

The reception room of the hotel was once again marked by a loud laugh.