The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

"Good luck on your long ride. We'll look at the tickets, so come here in turn."

When Theo, standing at the bidding gate at Harpertown Station, raised his voice, the ticket gate quickly queued.

More and more people are using trains here these days, and it seems that the free seats, third class cars, etc. are enough for people to stand in the aisle.

Opening the ticket door, Theo confirms the ticket, speaking to each passenger as usual.

Then one of the passengers asked me a question while giving me a ticket.

"Uh, where is the store called 'Swallow'?

"Ah, if it's a swordfish, it's right on your left when you get out of this ticket."

"Ho ho, is that it? Thank you, Stationer."

Teo bows his head small with a peck in his words of thanks from the passengers.

And I spoke to the next passenger as usual.

"Good luck. This will be your return ticket, so take care not to lose it."

"Thanks. By the way, I heard there's a store called 'Swallow' at this station. Which one?

"Ah," Tsubame "will be the shop with the sign on your left hand side."

"Yes. Thank you. It's really in the station..."

It is routine to be asked where in bidding operations.

I have seen passengers asking about the location of the 'swordfish' before.

Still, I don't remember being asked to keep standing like this.

Teo continues his bidding business as usual, thinking it's unusual.

But it didn't take that long until I realized that this just wouldn't end in 'unusual things'.

Fidel, who was at the station building store 'Meauca', also perceives signs of an unusual situation, just like Theo.

Although some of the passengers coming out of the tender gate stop at 'swordfish' and 'meauca', many continue to bare their way through the station buildings to their respective destinations.

However, only today, more than half of the passengers who got off the train, even if quoted less, stopped at the 'swordfish'.

Fidel heads to the station office as he leans his neck against a large queue formed at the entrance to the 'swordfish'.

"Theo-san, I'm here to pick up the newspaper -. By the way, what the hell happened today?

"No, I'm not sure that's a good idea. Anyway, the customers who came down asked me where the 'swordfish' were one after the other. So, it's like that in no time."

With his neck shrugged, Theo hands over a bunch of newspapers that had arrived handy.

I don't think Theo signed the receipt, either.

"I'm sure the customer's legs were growing a little bit, but it's unnatural to say this all of a sudden."

"Hmm, that could be where it says it, right?

"Wow!"

When Fidel, voiced from behind, turned to surprise, it was the "station manager” who was there.

“Station Manager" grins frankly, pointing to the newspaper he just handed over.

The two of you open the newspaper as prompted and start reading inside.

After a while, they caught sight of one article.

"I see - was this the cause"

Fidel nods at the voice raised by Theo.

What was written there was the state of the diplomatic negotiations that were taking place in Roses City.

"There was a cook behind the successful difficult negotiations," next to Sofia, who also is a regular member of the "swordfish," he tells them has achieved a great deal.

"The cook waves his arms in a store called 'Swallow', which is usually in Harpertown. Many are fascinated by that dish packed with novel ideas and become regular...... Isn't it so sticky?"

Fidel roars as she reads through the article.

Indeed, it is also logical that if you read this article, you will want to visit the 'swordfish'.

Though carried by train, there is about a day of discrepancy before newspapers issued in large cities like Roses City and Mark City reach Harpertown.

Daily reading newspapers are people who are in business or layers of relaxation in their lives and just overlap with the guests who use trains.

This means that many of the passengers have already read this article.

"It will be, won't it be worse after this?

Theo shows a sinister face after reading the article to the end.

Earlier arrivals were the first flight of the day, and two flights are scheduled to arrive in the afternoon and evening.

"Right. There will be plenty of passengers coming on this later flight who will also be stopped by the 'swordfish'"

"Besides, this is how the newspaper arrived, so the article spreads in this city from day to evening, right? Then I knew some people would visit the 'swordfish'..."

While Fidel squeals so, he knocks down the fox ear with a petan.

One nodded “station manager” gave instructions to the two of them to give them an uneasy look.

"Let's do this, then. Fidel, you need to go into the swordfish and turn to support. Theo will be in charge of shopping in" Meauca, "only when tickets and collection bills close the store and enter the station business. I'll take care of the rest of the station business. Is that okay?

"Are you serious -!? I've never been a seller, have I?

With a crease between his eyebrows, Theo raises a similar voice to a scream.

Then, as Fidel lifted the corner of her mouth, she encouraged it.

"Well, Mr. Theo can handle it. But, like when you go out at night, you can't just dictate to the customer's girl."

"Hey!? That's a nightshaw! He said he wouldn't do that to a boulder!

"Well, well, if Theo does what he usually does, he'll be fine. Well, thank you very much."

"" Uh-oh!

The two of them echoed a good response to the break-up from the “station manager”.

―――――

When Fidel entered the 'swordfish' kitchen from the back door, it seemed like a battlefield there as expected.

Lunch orders have arrived from customers pushing over at one time, with a slightly earlier time at lunch.

Two people, Natl and Roland, were moving around the kitchen narrow and dizzy in an effort to manage that order.

"Heh, I knew it was awesome..."

Fidel spills words unexpectedly into the situation as expected.

Then Roland, who overheard it, bit quickly.

"What the fuck, little fox! Don't interrupt me because I'm busy! Get the hell back to the store!

"Shut up, big rabbit! The station manager told me to help you out today! I'm gonna get fucked today with a bee."

"What!? Is something wrong?

Natl raises his voice as he wields hard a large frying pan that is disproportionate to his small physique in front of the gas stove.

To that question, Fidel explained an earlier newspaper article as she washed her hands.

"So maybe we should be ready for a little?

"Seriously!? Master Awesome!!! You can't just be happy."

I cheered Roland, but he gives me a serious look right away.

"Right, at this pace, we're going to run out of supplies, and we need to do something about it..."

A thought-provoking nattle while splitting the pato (pasta) that was sautéed in a frying pan into a plate.

Today, A-lunch of rice is diverted from "Camaroon (small shrimp) cooked arrow (pilaf) and curry flavor", and "Fried Covered Jar (Saba) with sandwich and salsa sauce", also prepared for shopping for a lighter B-ranch.

The mini-course C lunch is dominated by chicken wings, Vurst (sausage), and potatoes and root vegetables cooked together.

And the pato lunch I was taking up earlier is a stir-fried pato flavoured in paella-style with plenty of Almeja (shellfish).

In addition to this, we also prepare soups and salads, usually in a little extra quantity after the end of business.

Today, however, customers are pushing at more than double the usual pace, and if the pace continues like this, everything is going to be gone after noon.

Especially the mice (cone) bread needed for B or C lunch is only in stock for today's lunch.

(For now, the menu that uses the bread seems to only have to be sold out and done. Instead......, yes, the pizza takumi taught you might be good. Also, the cooked arrows are going to be refilled again if you use chicken. Eh, then after this...)

Natl rebuilds the next steps in his head as he loosens his cooking hand.

Instead of Nyarch, who is out with Takumi, Rayna, Roland's sister, is here to help me as Hall rep.

And sometimes it was my school day off, and Luna was on the hall job with me.

I want another support on the kitchen side when I have to make another refill. Given that, I see every bit of system to take.

"Mr. Fidel did tell me you could do it for a drink, didn't he?

"I'll be fine with drinks!

"If you do, can you change things with Luna in the hall? I want Luna to turn to the extra shop and ask Fidel to handle drinks in the hall and at the counter."

"Roger that! That means Luna should call me over here!

Fidel replies with two replies to Natl, who gives his support to Tekipaki.

Then Roland, who was baking one eyeball after another on the oven stove ceiling, raised his voice.

"Chibi Gizne! I don't want it on my sister. I don't understand it if I call her!

"Shut up, big rabbit! You're such a jerk now! In the meantime, let's do exactly what we do!

"Whoa, whoa! I can't go anywhere!

"Look, there's no hippo fighting amicably. Yikes! Mr. Fidel, please hurry up."

Natl, who is perfectly used to the two of them, skips the instruction even though he is eager.

A long day of 'swordfish' was just the beginning.