The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

Takumi and Nyarch were gathered in the living room of the suite where Sofia would stay the day after they successfully completed the reception for the two Keymans who would keep the hotel (Royal House).

As the firewood stove makes a patchy noise, Sophia leans back loosely on a sofa with fine workmanship, this one also leans toward a cup depicting beautiful texts.

"Hmm, Takumi's tae (tea) is exceptional after all. Coffee is delicious, of course, but it really warms up on cold days like today."

"Thank you. When I went to see who was in the market this morning, I found Henhivre (ginger), so I paired it with the tae I brought from the swordfish."

On his way to Roses City, Takumi had brought a number of cookware, preserved ingredients and seasonings.

Although it was brought in to ensure that there was no inconvenience when we had the opportunity to cook here, Sophia's request to learn about it led to the opening of a "business trip sword” in this room today.

"Miele (honey) is also in there, she's such a pussy! Plus, it's a specialty of our Gallator (Cookie) Chicken and Basketball!

"Thank you very much. If they find out you're singling out the 'swordfish', they're going to flatter you from the regulars. Well, is it time to get down to business? After three days of reception, we need to finally decide on a lot of things."

Flipping from a soft smile, Sophia is sure to give a tight look.

It's impressive when you're relaxing with swordfish, but this one would be what Sophia is supposed to be.

Takumi also opened her mouth as she tightened her expression.

"This reception was for the Haurai National Mission, who is currently visiting Craig (this) country."

"Yeah, the Houlay Nation is a big country on the other side of the" West Sea ”. Previously, we had exchanges via countries like the Republic of Tennessee, the eastern continent, but thanks to the development of ship technology, we were able to travel directly across the sea."

"So a mission was dispatched to officially open direct commerce. And Master Sophia will also deepen his friendship with the shipowners who accompany him to the mission as a civilian position... right?

Sophia nods cocklessly at Takumi's words like she asks.

"It's only a private position, which formally means an informal luncheon. However, according to the information I have gathered, the shipowner, Tolu, who is to be greeted as the guest of honor this time, seems to be a leading figure in the government of the Houray country as well. It is my belief that his trust will have little impact on future trade negotiations."

"I see. When that happens, you're finally responsible..."

Takumi with arms and thinking.

Then Nyarch, sitting next to him and letting his legs hang out, spoke to Takumi as he pinned his ears.

"It's going to be okay! If it's the usual grasshopper meal, I'm sure he'll be happy!

"Hmm, I hope it's as simple as that..."

To Nyarch's words, Takumi unexpectedly makes a bitter laugh.

Sophia also narrowed her eyes slightly before turning her gaze to Takumi again.

"Indeed, this luncheon will be a table where many thoughts intersect. For that matter, it will put an unusual burden on you. Still, my partner at this luncheon thinks Takumi is the best. I'll take all responsibility. Just as you have always entertained us with 'swordfish', please help us to receive our valued guests again this time"

Answer Sophia, who bows her head quietly, and Takumi nods again forcefully.

"Of course it is. It's a small force, but we'll do everything we can."

"Good luck with all the Nyarch!

"Yes, Mr. Nyarch would love to."

Sophia loosened her cheeks to Nyarch, who raised her voice following Takumi.

Takumi moves on as the indoor air that was straining somewhere turns into something calm.

"Now, you want to know a little more about the person to entertain. Plus, I just want to know about the food culture in the other country, etc., how about that?

"I thought you'd say that, and I've arranged an invitation to the Houlay State Fair to be held at the National Trading House just today."

"That can be a wish or a wish. Hundreds of stories are not at first sight, and it's very gratifying to actually see them."

"Hey, can Nyarch come with me?

You got anxious about the way the two of us thrive, and Nyarch speaks as he tumbles down Takumi's sleeve.

It was Sofia who answered it.

"Yeah, of course you're with me. I'm sure there's plenty to eat."

"Delicious rice!! That's fun! Let's get out of here!

"Come on, this isn't a game, is it? You know what?"

Takumi panicked at Nyarch, who was tense and tried to get his seat up quickly.

Though he snorted at the words, Nyachi, whose eyes sparkled, was no longer here.

"If you do, we've arranged a carriage, and we'll come quickly. I think if we go now, we'll put it on just before lunch."

"I'm sorry I kind of rushed you. So I'll see you in the carriage for more information."

Takumi standing up in her seat with her head down.

And it was time for the three of them in the carriage to leave for the National Trading Hall.

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It was the big dragon dancing with his long body twisted that greeted the takumi who came to the National Trading Hall.

Supported by sticks held by several men, the dragon narrowly circles the playing space set up in the square so as to chase the golden balls held by the leading man.

As the three men out of the carriage were seen in the sight, the dragon with his head came here, and besides, he puffed Nyarch's head.

"Phew! Phew!! You've been bitten!

Nyarch suddenly gets his head ripped off and upset.

As Takumi managed to forgive her, Sophia began to explain with a smile.

"Hehe, you'll be fine. This is called the Ryub of the Houlai national tradition. He said getting his head kicked would be a pain and a health prayer."

"Hmm, that's a pretty interesting story"

Watching them dance reminds me of a traditional dragon dance on Kyushu that I've seen on TV at "The Original World”.

Besides, the story of tearing your head off and making trouble is the New Year's Lion Dance itself.

It has an atmosphere of familiarity but also feels different from the knowledge I have.

Sophia called out from the side as she stared at the dance with confusion in her heart.

"Does Mr. Takumi surprisingly like this?

"No, I thought there was some similarity between where I used to live and my customs..."

"Oh, then, is Takumi actually from this one, too?

"No, that's not why..."

I don't know how to answer, Takumi clouds the words.

Then Nyarch raised his voice as he pulled the hem of his clothes.

"I'm going inside faster than that. Yikes! Saying hello again!

"Yeah, right. Well, let's just come."

Upon associating himself with Sophia's words, Takumi strokes Nyarch's head once more and then turns to the trading hall.

While waiting for Sophia, who went to finish the reception, Takumi was observing the flow of people.

The figure of those gathered in the entrance hall where the lavish chandeliers hang looks quite good.

One trick at a time was also calming, and I even felt like a social place somewhere.

But to see how we are having a conversation, those eyes are serious in themselves.

Nyarch whispered as he accidentally perceived signs of gokuri and breathtaking takumi.

"What an amazing place you are..."

"Right, sounds like a lot more formatted place than I thought..."

"Oh, that's not true, is it?

When Takumi turned to her voice from behind, there was a figure of Sophia who had returned at some point.

"Yeah, I imagined it would be a little wider to let you know about the Howley Country, but this is a completely business world."

"Right. People from other countries won't be able to come all the way from across the ocean and go home with their bare hands, and this is a rare opportunity for business talks, so it means we can do more. Well, this is Mr. Banjo. Today, you will be accompanied in this venue as a guide and interpreter."

"It's a banjo. Thank you very much."

One young young man, who was accompanying him beside Sofia, bows his head gently as he greets him with a slightly annoying pronunciation.

Takumi also returned the words as she held the meeting.

"My name is Takumi. This is my wife Nyarch. Have a nice day."

"You're a nymph! Mr. Banjo, how nice to meet you! By the way, those clothes are so cool!

"Thank you Gozamas. This is the traditional costume of the Houlay Country. You're a coward when you get compliments. Do you look good?

"You look great! And you look so strong!

Banjo's wrapped clothing is similar to the so-called kimono's underwear, and if you look at the construction alone, it feels close to "Japanese clothing”.

On the other hand, however, the jacket was quite flashy in colour with a pearl collar on the black clothing, and the "Chinese” fun was also felt when one saw the majestic embroidery of dragons on the canopy.

Takumi also speaks to Banjo, feeling nostalgia and wonder at the “similar and non-existent” atmosphere.

"I know that I would like to spend the day studying a lot about the Houlay Country. Thank you very much."

"Welcome! The proud culture of the Houlay Country, feel it firmly. Okay, here's a quick guide. Dozo, come here."

Banjo took the three of them to the venue with a refreshing smile.