The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

And two days later, Takumi, who visited the hotel (Royal House) again, went into the small kitchen in the annex.

Augusto will explain how to use kitchen equipment and precautions.

"I'm not going to use this kitchen today, so feel free to use it. If there's anything missing, you can come to the main kitchen in the main building. Oh, I'll arrange anything. Still, you sure you don't want to help?

"Yeah, thank you. It will take a little time to cook, but it's not a hassle, and I have a gnac (wife)..."

"I'm going to help you a lot!

"So it's going to be okay, right? I'm with you, too, and I'll call you if anything happens. Rather than that, you're wondering what kind of food we cook, aren't you?

Sophia was firmly aware that Augusto's round tiger ears were dancing pimply.

Augusto loosens his cheek as he hands around behind his head.

"What, you found out. Well, for that matter, you mean more fun when eating. I'll take care of it, Lord Takumi."

"We will do our best to meet your expectations"

Takumi dropped off Augusto leaving the room with his tiger ears twitching.

And when I wrapped up the usual apron I had brought, I must have switched my expression.

"Well, I've got the ingredients you were asking for..., Takumi, are you sure this is a good idea?

Sophia speaks as she opens the lid of the cage.

In the cage were basic ingredients such as seboria (onions), sanaoria (carrots), retuga (lettuce) and tomatoes.

There was a line of familiar ingredients in the region, such as large white grain mice (corn), cientro (coriander) and limone (lemon), and different types of cayenna (chili).

However, it is incredible beyond this.

Along with these were apios (celery) and pueros (leeks) full of leaves.

In addition to that, I was asked to prepare the rest of the creek chicken bones, skin, and even the tip part of the wings after I had finished taking the meat (...).

From Sophia's point of view, it's just "like throwing away”. Though Takumi had asked for it, Sophia gives an uneasy look in a cage lined with things like question-marked when it comes to ingredients.

Takumi, however, smiled and nodded, checking the ingredients in the cage one by one.

"Thank you. I think I can make enough of this as I imagined. Okay, Nyarch, can I ask you something a little tedious?

"Uh-huh? What is it?

"Eh, I want you to use this golden skewer to clean up all the meat on the chicken gallows. It's gonna take a lot of work, but can I ask for it?

"Roger that! Nyarch, help! Troop out!

Upon receiving the Creek Chicken Chicken Gala and Gold Skewer from Takumi, Nyarch proceeded to the corner of the workbench and began working immediately.

No matter how you look at it, the task at hand, Sophia unexpectedly questions Takumi.

"You mean use yourself on this bone? Then I prepared breast meat and more meat..."

"No. I'll take care of this one myself, but I'd rather have it here."

Takumi is so good, but Nyarch cleans and takes the clean bone in his hand.

I had no idea what you were talking about, and Sophia shrugged her little neck.

"Uh, bones are hard to eat, right?

"Of course we don't eat the bone itself. I use this to get soup."

"So, but if you're going to take soup, then again, shouldn't you be taking meat like this? I think Natl talked about that before..."

"Some do go hand in hand with the flavor of meat and the flavor that comes out of the bone. I'm just thinking about taking a different soup today. Well, Mr. Sophia, look forward to it."

Takumi speaking with her usual gentle smile as she proceeded under the vegetables.

To that appearance, Sophia nodded cocklessly, leaving some doubt.

Next to Takumi working, Nyachi sings in a good mood, removing the meat from the chisels and bones.

Sophia, who usually doesn't get to see much of the kitchen, kept an intriguing eye on how Takumi and Nyarch work was done, laying down questions from time to time.

"Ojo! It's done!

Nyarch, who has finished his work, raises his voice with his ears freshly peaned.

Creek chickens, which had been prepared for a few wings, were divided into bones and body by brilliance.

"Oh, enough if you do this, thanks.

"It's something you wear so much when you collect it. I'm a little surprised."

Sophia, who was sitting on the chair watching the work, also peeks into the workbench and breathes.

The bowl was filled with fine chicken carefully removed from the bone, and the bones of the neatly removed chicken piled high on the adjacent bat.

Nyarch speaks to Takumi with a proud look.

"I tried so hard! That's why I praise you!

"Yes, yes, I did my best. But why not? I'll see you later. My hands are dirty. And then Nyarch rinses his hands, too."

"Hew, it wasn't a good time... So, let's get your hands on it!

When Nyarch said so, he rushed to the water field.

Sophia shrugs her shoulders unexpectedly at the way they look.

"Become me, too, as I've always been guessed"

"Ha, I'm sorry. My usual habits have come up..."

"But I'm really always proud of you for being friendly. Ah, Master Liberto, I wonder if you could come home soon..."

Sophia sticks up on her desk while it's good.

Takumi had a grinning smile on her face as she became somewhat more soft-minded than she had been when she first met, although the severity of her work remained unchanged.

―――――

Takumi's cooking was completed after the sun had completely gone down.

Carlos and Augusto, who finished their work, and Sophia, who left the kitchen one foot away, are also already on the table for a separate dining room lit with chandeliers and lamps.

Carlos sat in the guest room where he usually never sat down and waited for Takumi's cooking to be now late.

"Looking forward to seeing what food comes. I guess Sophia watched it all the way down the road, didn't she?

"Yeah, but after lunch, I think we've been doing a lot of relaxing cooking."

"Ho. But even if you seem relaxed from the side, sometimes you need extra delicate attention."

Like Carlos, Augusto gives a glowing look.

Unlike the two of them, however, Sophia had her cheeks slightly tightened.

One thing that bothers me is the soup that Takumi was planting.

Because the ingredients were amazing.

Tacumi was placed in a water-tightened dimensional torso pan by a creek chicken bone cooked in an oven stove.

Also, a little bit of the creek chicken skin is added along with the sanaoria (carrot) skin, the apio (celery) leaves, and the blue part of the puero (green onion).

Abho (garlic) and hen hive (ginger), which are added as flavored vegetables, are the normal ones to use, but all the other things I don't normally talk about.

(I guess I should have seen it through to the end without putting in a job...)

Sophia left the hotel once at noon for a work-involved meal and meeting.

The result was a halfway view of the culinary process, which was instead being solicited by Moya.

Not that I don't trust Takumi's cooking arm, of course.

But Sophia had no idea what flavor would come from this ingredient.

Sophia tries to hold back her anxious look somehow.

Then the door was knocked three times with the concon.

"Sorry to keep you waiting! You brought the dishes.

Nyarch's bright voice echoes indoors.

From behind it Takumi entered the room with the wagon, arranging the plates in front of each of them.

Arranged on a white plate are fried food tangled with red sauce and chopped sanaolia (carrots) with beautiful oranges, plus a slightly pink patty.

Carlos opened his mouth in front of a plate lined with three different dishes.

"Ho. It smells good already."

"Thank you. This is a combination of three kinds of appetizers. Fried creek chicken“ tulips. "Patties in front are chicken terrines. And in the back, a salad from Sanaoria. This one is already intertwined with flavor, so please keep eating.

"Thank you. Shall I have it before it gets cold?"

"Oh, while the hot stuff is hot, it's the iron rule."

Carlos and Augusto, who were quietly listening to Takumi's commentary, nod face to face.

He then waited for Takumi to take his seat before joining hands in front of his chest and offering a prayer before meals.

Thus began the feast of answer from Takumi.

"With all these colorful dishes lined up, you'll be looking at which to eat from. Right, let's start here..."

The first time Carlos stretched his fork was with a salad from Sanaoria.

The citrus acidity, the rich flavor of olive oil, and the crisp black pepper bring out the sweetness of the shaky sanaolia.

It's a simple dish, but the ingredients taste good enough.

Augusto, on the other hand, stares at the fried food called "tulips”.

"I see. Is this wringing the wings around and putting them together"

"You know. It's called fried bones. That's what they used to call me where I used to be because the shape looks like a flower called a" tulip. "

"Ho, is that the name of the flower? You might be able to compare it to a broccoli, but this adorable shape looks better in the name of a flower."

Yet Augusto picked one tulip and tried to pull it out with his teeth to eat it.

The calamari and fragrant fried wings add such juiciness to the meat with the skin eyes wrapped inside.

The softness of the meat and the texture of the crisp clothes were combined in the mouth, creating a very lively pleasure.

And the red sauce intertwined in the garment combines flavor, sourness, and spiciness.

While the depth of familiarity is reminiscent of salsa, it's not just Cayenna (chili pepper), but the spicy competition that makes black pepper work is also a fresh surprise.

"This is good. Looks fun and tastes great. I don't usually use wings, but this way they taste delicious again."

"It's going to catch my eye when this is in line for a lot of standing parties."

"Combining decoration and ease of picking, it seems good to wrap a ribbon around the bone area. No, I got a good idea."

"Excessive words, I'm afraid"

To praise from Carlos and Augusto, Takumi bows her head, smiling, as usual.

Next to it, Sophia had a surprising look on her face.

"This dish called Terrine...... It's amazing..."

"Hmm? What's up, Sophia?

"Yeah, yeah. Terrine is really delicious... Cousin Carlos, taste it."

He nods cocklessly at Sophia's words, and Carlos also carries Terrine into his mouth by taking a big bite.

Feeling a little cold, Terrine is soft enough to squash it with her tongue.

If you chew while enjoying the slightly grainy texture, you'll be overflowing with gnarly stuffed chicken flavors inside.

Seasoning is salt pepper, plus hints of vanilla and spices slightly tickle the nostrils.

Carlos breathed unexpectedly into the very elegant taste.

"... wow this is. The taste of the chicken is more concentrated than usual."

"Oh. This taste doesn't come from just one area. Probably made by multiplying various parts together. Lord Takumi, isn't it?

Augusto throws Takumi a question with a serious look at how shocking Terrine's taste was.

Takumi's answer to that was somewhat enigmatic.

"Surely, will it turn out to be using various parts..."

"Hmm? As it turns out,...?

"May I ask you to wait until the main dish after this? Seems like it's about time, so excuse me for a moment. Nice to meet you too, Nyarch."

"You're so aiming!

Takumi says so, once he takes Nyarch and leaves the room behind.

We begin to have arguments to interpret the words of Carlos and Augusto Takumi as such.

Sophia, who somehow understood the meaning of the work in the morning, watched the conversation quietly.