The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

When the last train arrived in Harpertown today, the long queue that was made of 'swordfish' was finally gone.

Nevertheless, the hall, which is almost full, remains more busy than usual.

Still, the kitchen where I finished placing the whole order is finally a sign of a paragraph.

Roland, who gave the last meal of Almeja (shellfish) pato to the hall side, stretches his back.

"Huh, finally take a breather"

"You didn't even have time for lunch at all. Oh, I have to do the washing..."

Luna, who entered the kitchen support, starts cleaning up the water field.

See how it goes, Natl encourages a break.

"Neither Luna nor Mr. Roland should take a break."

"Mr. Natl like that is the one who should rest. With extra grubbing and cooking, you've been motionless for a long time."

"No, I'm still a taunt. There's still another train to arrive, and we'll pinch it lightly while we're at it."

"That's what you do, too. Well, can you let me make it? I just came up with something!

"Then I'll leave you to it. Fidel-kun and Liina's share, too, please. Luna, let's clean up the laundry together."

"Yes!

Luna and I are going to go ahead with the dishwashing, Natl.

Then I heard a tottototototototton and a pleasant rhythm from behind.

After a quick peek, Roland slices Sebolia (onion) thinly and handily.

Its speed at hand is more than a nattle. This would be a gift of Roland's experience in cooking a lot of dishes every day under Takumi.

Natl felt it was only with the help of Roland that he had managed to do so much of today's businessmanship.

Without knowing that, Roland will work hard to make bribes.

The chopped seboria is exposed to brine, squeezed snugly and scattered over a tortilla gently coated with tomato ketchup.

Then I put a Vurst (sausage) on top of it and rolled it up and put it in the oven stove.

"I'm making something interesting again."

Roland scratches his nose poly when Natl, who has finished washing, speaks.

"I don't have time, and I was wondering if you'd like something to eat. I can cook this right away, and I can eat it by the hand."

"It looks so delicious! Plus, it smells so good... Ah!

A cute noise rang from Luna's stomach as she approached me wiping her hands.

Roland spoke as he narrowed his eyes to the shy, cheek-dyed girl.

"I'm going to bake it up soon, can I get you some soup?

"Yes."

Pour soup over Luna as she scuffs to hide the lights.

Eventually, a roasted tortilla roll was carried to the table by the kitchen.

"Thank you so much."

"No, I'm not waiting at all."

"That's right. Yikes. I knew your brother Roland would be awesome to be able to make such a delicious looking meal in no time!

"Not so much. Now, I'm going to bake the rest, so eat first."

Roland grabs one tortilla roll from the top of the plate and returns to the front of the oven stove.

Looks like he's going to burn up a second line for Fidel and Raina in the hall from now on.

Natl and Luna put their chests in front of each other's hands as they laid their hips on the chair so they could face each other.

"God, to be blessed with such a delicious meal today"

"Thank you for enclosing the fun table!

After offering a pre-meal prayer, a grin spills over the two of us looking at each other.

Natl still reached for the tortilla roll, which stood up the hot air, and stumbled straight into the pakri.

Fragrance overflows from tortillas with crunchy edges.

There was also a firm fire in the large Vurst, overflowing with juwah gravy from the prickly body.

Sebolia, which was twisted inside, has a half-life finish that leaves a little spiciness. A pleasant accent with a crisp texture.

And tomato ketchup unites in Vurst gravy and mouth, playing superb flavors.

It's delicious when happiness floods your mouth and your face unwittingly burns.

"Whew..."

When Natl looked up, Luna was smiling inadvertently.

Having quickly finished eating one, Luna is already wearing a second bottle.

I spoke to Luna, who cheeked innocently, smiling softly at Natl.

"Can I have another bottle, too?

"Ah, ha-ha. I'm sorry, I'm just obsessed with eating myself..."

"Yeah, it's perfectly fine. It's so simple, but it's really delicious."

"Ha! Paris and preppy, it's going to go all the way into my stomach... Oh, but if I eat too much, I'll get fat again..."

"Eh, Luna, you have nothing to worry about."

"So, but me, my clothes are getting really smaller and smaller lately..."

"Meh. I still don't have to grow up right now, so I need to eat well. Besides, I think I'll still be busy after this, and if I don't eat properly, I won't be physically fit. Hey?"

Natl speaking in a tone that tells his sister.

Luna nodded cocklessly at the gentle words.

"I get it! Then I'll have another bottle. - Sooo!

"Then I'll have another one too...... and I was wondering if I was the one who ate too much?

"I bake more, so it's okay for you to eat more and more!

Roland, who was in formation in front of the oven stove, calls out how far he was listening to the conversation.

Natl and Luna laughed when they crippled each other.

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And when the final train arrived, as Natl read, the passengers again pushed over to the 'swordfish'.

Following B lunch sold out as of noon, C lunch sold out. There are only a few A-lunches left after switching from camaroons to chicken.

For the rest of the guests, the system surpasses the egg wrapping (ompato) and special pizza prepared in a hurry.

Fidel, who was judging the hall as a temporary staff member, informs him of the situation on the hall side with the order.

"We have about twenty more customers lined up! If you're eating, should I?

"I'm doing it at full speed. Yikes!

Out of a hurry, Roland makes his voice absurd.

But I can't afford to blame Natl for that either.

Stir-frying pato, skipping instructions.

"I'll put it in line there for what I can do, so don't carry it. Luna, can you get me a plate?

"Yes! I have it right here."

"Luna, come here too, please -!

"Yes, take it now...... Yikes!!

As Luna screamed, the paleen and dry noise echoed into the kitchen.

You stuck around somewhere, you dropped the plate at the heart of the out-of-balance clap.

After a moment of silence, Natl speaks.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Wow, I'm fine. But there's a plate... what should I do..."

I was upset that my failure had disrupted the rhythm around me, and Luna's voice was trembling.

What happened before I came to the 'swordfish' crosses my back of my brain, and my yelling voice clings to the back of Luna's ear.

"Hih, hih..."

"Luna!?

Roland rushes over to Luna, who blues her face as she glances with her vain eyes.

Let him sit in his chair,

"Nobody's mad, so it's okay. Anyway, let's sit here once and take a deep breath, huh?

"So, but I, I have to..."

Luna trying to get up with a vain eye.

That's when Roland desperately tried to stop him, now a voice came from the back door.

"If you want to clean up, I'll leave it to Nyarch!

"What!?" "Heh!?

To that voice I haven't heard in a long time, Natl and Roland, and Luna also turn to the back door.

There was a cat-eared billboard daughter who only made a slight mockery of herself more than usual, and, as usual, a 'swordfish' master with a gentle grin.

Takumi, who lowered her luggage to the entrance, quickly starts washing her hands as she gently wraps the cafe apron around her waist, which was caught in place.

"The“ station manager ”asked about the situation earlier. I just wanted to say good luck, but the customer is waiting, so let's talk later. Roland should give it to Luna about the side until she calms down. Mr. Natl, I'd like your instructions."

"Ha, ha!

The kitchen is visibly enlivened by the appearance of Takumi and Nyarch when she returns.

There were no more tears in Luna's eyes, supported by Roland.