The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

As we have a rushed day, the season turns quickly.

If you notice, the sun radiated more warmth and the spring footsteps were steadily approaching.

What you can see from the window is a carpet of yellow flowers laid on one side.

Sophia, as usual, laid herself back in the luxurious chair of the first class car, narrowing her eyes to the beauty of the blooming Corza (vegetable flower) on one side.

Eventually, the train enters the end station platform with a pounding whistle.

Waiting at the end of an open door with chatter was an old man with a white beard who, as usual, wore his uniform in a pissy fashion.

"No, it's been a while."

"It's been a long time since you've seen" Station Manager "Odysama. I finally made it this far."

"The example“ meeting ”is missing, and the pretext is reduced."

"Really, it's spring, but it's only the first time this year."

"Ha ha, but this is how you came again, and please enjoy yourself fully and go. Now, let's go to the bidding slot."

Sophia smiles nicely at the words "station manager”.

The footsteps to the bidding gate were very light.

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"Nyah! Sophia, it's been a while!

It was the sign daughter of this store, Nyarch, who greeted me at "The Swarm".

Sophia also bounces her chest for the longest reunion since the Royal House.

"You've been really shabby. You look great."

"Nyarch is always fine! Oh, come on in."

Sitting on a high seat at the window guided by Nyarch, he looks around the store.

The store, which was still quiet when I first visited this store, is now much busier.

Of course the food is drawn to this cozy atmosphere.

Looking at the hall blurred as she narrowed her eyes, Sophia realized there was a fuss.

That means the store is oddly gorgeous.

Most of the seats in the store are occupied by women. That is also relatively young people.

Due to its location in the station building, it is an unusual sight as a "swordfish" with a large number of train-using guests.

When you look at their table like that, it's time for the same menu to line up.

Probably where this menu has become a city rumor and the women have pushed it.

Observing the store with that in mind, water and wet napkins were carried to the table.

"Mr. Sophia, we're out of time"

"It's been a long time since I've seen you. Takumi, I see you're doing something interesting again."

"No, I thought it was a new spring menu because it was getting warmer, and it strangely called for a reputation..."

"Looks like you're still Mr. Takumi. Like what I saw, flan (pudding) and assorted fruits?

"Yeah. It's a dessert that I used to call 'Pudding Alamodo' where I used to live. How about Mr. Sophia, too?

"Of course. If I do, what shall I do with the drink...?

"It suits both coffee and tae (tea), but it will be a sweet dessert, so maybe you should not add sugar. If you don't mind, how about a sugar-free iced tea or something?

"Oh, that's good. Well, then, please."

"Yes, I did. Well, go ahead and take your time."

Takumi says so, giving a thank you and then returning to the kitchen.

The cocksuit that was wrapped around the hotel (Royal House) also looked good, but it still looks good on Takumi with a white shirt wrapped around a cafe apron.

Dropping off Takumi, who works vividly as a “master," Sophia dropped her eyes on a notebook with a surprising schedule.

―――――

"Thank you for waiting. It's an iced tea and dessert set."

"Thank you. Hmm, I knew it would be nice to see it nearby"

The dessert set carried by Takumi was as beautiful as a jewel being torn apart.

On the large, oval-shaped footed glass, the fruits are arranged just narrow.

Next to the bright red ripe fressa (strawberries) is a semi-circular cut kibis (kiwi).

Mansana (apple), which is cut into V-shaped pieces of skin, also looks like ravioli.

Naranja (orange) and Alandano (blueberry) are also bright.

And in the center is the custard-colored franc (pudding).

The caramel-stained ceiling is accompanied by white raw cream, as if wearing a hat.

The softly embellished Menta (Mint) green is also adorable.

"Now, take your time"

Responding to Takumi's words in a meeting, Sofia returns her gaze to a beautiful dessert again.

It even makes me feel like I want to watch this for a while, but then I can't taste the dessert because of it.

Sophia gently plugged into the flan forming in the center when she got the spoon as she had decided to.

(Mm-hmm! Sweet, smooth......, thick for that too)

Crushing the slightly stiff flan with the tip of his tongue, he strokes his mouth as he bounces with a pull.

What spreads with that sensual texture is the happy sweetness.

The thick richness of the eggs and milk that would be commonly used overlaps, to the point where you are likely to wander just one bite.

Fran filled with satisfaction even with just one bite. But it's strange because if it doesn't melt in your mouth anymore, you'll want to taste it again.

Next, sip along with the caramel colored heavenly area.

To the sweet and mellow flavour, the aroma and bitterness of the caramel adds to the flavour of the fragrance.

(This bit bitter, but it's okay again)

Sophia gives a lukewarm look after a bite.

Its happy smile is roughly the opposite of the image of 'Sophia of Ice'.

Awesome young bankers (bunkers) had also returned to a single maiden in front of Fran.

Then it was Naranha who reached out.

When I grabbed that, now my mouth was all over me.

Strong acidity besides thoughts at this time of year, but thanks to its sourness, the sweetened mouth refreshes me and I want to extend my spoon to Fran again.

If caramel is a competition for sweetness and bitterness, fruit is a harmony of acidity and sweetness.

Besides, the difference in texture is so much fun.

(I see, this is supposed to bring women together)

Beautiful look like pieces of gemstone.

Flan for a plump tongue feel and intense richness and sweetness.

And a bunch of fruits with the deliciousness of spring.

Packed with all the happiness, this dessert is one of those pearls you'll want to choose for 'Reward Yourself'.

Let's immerse ourselves in this happiness for a while now. Sophia also left herself in the glorious air.

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"Additional cinnamon coffee, please wait."

Nyarch speaks as he puts the coffee he has brought on the table.

Sophia tipped the cup quickly, ho, and poked

"The iced tea is refreshing, but Takumi's cinnamon coffee is extraordinary again."

"Your Cinnamon Coffee is delicious!... but I won't give it to you because it belongs to Nyachi?

"Yes, yes, I know exactly what it is. But was today's dessert," Plump-and-do "? It was really delicious."

"Thank you! That's a piece of self-confidence. I tried a lot of nurches to help."

Nyarch to wear his chest as if it were his own handle.

Then, along with the sound of a petite, something flew.

And it rolled on the table with corn when it bounced with pong on Sophia's chest.

It's a little white button.

Nyarch realizes it shifts his gaze to his chest.

And when I understood the situation, I rushed to hide my chest in the tray I was holding.

"Nyah, nya, nya!

Nyarch rushes and patters as he turns his face bright red.

Then Takumi came under Sofia in the wrong place.

"Whoa, did Nyarch have any crude phase?

Sophia opens her mouth as she hands her earlier button to Takumi, who looks worried.

"No, you don't. I heard a little detachment got my chest button removed."

"Oh, did I? I beg your pardon."

Takumi bows her head as she receives the button.

Then Sophia continued the conversation with a very mean grin.

"You said you tried one of these delicious desserts, so maybe that made your clothes a little tight, huh?

"Um, I didn't realize it was because we were always together..."

"No, you're blunt about that. You have to take a good look at that."

"Right...... Excuse me."

To the power of Sofia, Takumi unexpectedly becomes a tadzi.

I smiled so hard at Sophia about how things were going.

But that's a flash, too. Now I started sighing for Phew.

"Uh, but I can't talk about people, either, can I? You're a little concerned about the boulder around your stomach after the party."

"Really? Doesn't look that way at all...?

"This isn't what it is, is it? If there was a Libert here, he'd say," Oh, my God, you've been pretty rounded up in a while. "

"Ugh, um..."

I don't know what to answer, Takumi clogs the words.

Then there, Nyarch, dressed up, came back.

"... it's a shame! Take responsibility!

"What? What's the matter, suddenly?

"I don't want to make such delicious desserts. Yikes! If I'd had a cup, I'd be full of it. Yikes!

Nyarch pounding Takumi's back with pokapoka.

Then, the passenger seats began to twitch.

"Here, in front of the customers. Stop it,"

"Mmm. But you have to take responsibility. Eat food that doesn't make you fat, make it full!

"Hmm, even if they say that suddenly...... Oh, well. I don't know if I should."

"What? There's such a thing as' dishes that don't make you fat to eat '!?

It was Sophia who reacted to the words as quickly as possible.

And the reaction seemed to have been passed on to the whole hall, and the guest seats bogged down again.

"Uh. You might be right to say 'less fat dishes to eat' to be precise. If it means cooking with less fat or sugar, I think I can do some…"

"Can I make an appointment for lunch tomorrow?

Sophia stares at Takumi with a serious look sometime.

Then Nyarch approaches Takumi a lot alongside him as well.

"Nyarch would like that rice, too. That's right, that's what we're gonna do, we're gonna make it lunch! Customers must love it!

Nyarch's declaration adds to the stiffness of the guests' seats.

Takumi opened her mouth feeling something cold on her back at the nasty signs that wrapped the hall of the 'swordfish'.

"Wow, I get it. Let's have a special lunch tomorrow, including Sophia's."

"Thank you, Takumi. I hope so."

Sophia smiling at you. But the back of those eyes remains sharp.

That's the same with the Nyarch lined up on the side. My gaze from the ladies in the guest seat also hurts.

This had to be tackled with more temper than usual......, it was an accidental breathtaking takumi.