The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

Requested by Serio and Emma, that was to teach me the dishes to serve at the next meeting of the Shoemaker Guild, which was to be opened.

According to the two stories, shoemaker guilds around here sometimes have as few as seven regular members, and guild meetings are held around the participants' workshops and homes.

Serio's mentor - i.e. Emma's father is also one of the full members of the guild, and he said the order of venues for this meeting has turned.

And with the venue will be in charge of the 'plug-in' in the middle of the meeting.

Meetings often last a long time when it comes to guild members who have both one and two habits, not necessarily enough to get into a debate.

In anticipation of that, it was customary to have 'plugged in' in the houses of the members who were to provide the venue.

"Usually, my mother should prepare this' plug in '..."

"Just in between, I had to go to Woodford on some business that day, and Emma and I were asked to prepare a 'plug in'."

"I see. But then I'd rather have Emma's mother give me a clue..."

Takumi, who was listening while hammering, pinches a simple question in her mouth.

But as if expecting that question, Emma shook her side as she sifted her neck.

"That's what I can't do. For some reason, my father told my mother not to help..."

"'Enough grown-ups, so what are you gonna do if you can't prepare this for yourself?"

"Hmm, that's weird again... By the way, Emma, Mr. Serio. How experienced are you in cooking?

To Takumi's question, Serio and Emma show their sinister faces in alignment.

"I am full of brushing my arms as an artisan, unfortunately if you are a cook..."

"I think I can do some because I'm helping my mother. But I couldn't keep up with my mother's taste at all..."

"My mother-in-law... all of your food really tastes good. I can't believe that was the time of the previous meeting, when the argument was overheating and it was going to be a fight even now, but while I carried the plug in there, I said, 'If you're going to fight over something nagging, I'm not going to plug you in! If I say'..."

"Everyone who was in it panicked, and the argument stopped pitting. I was helping carry her, too, but I was surprised once again that she was amazing."

"That's amazing. Emma's mother's cooking must be so delicious."

When Takumi nodded, Emma smiled a little hazy.

"But it's a normal dish, like it's everywhere. At that time, I also served a roll of braised beef and beans wrapped in tortillas..."

"It's just that it's really delicious. Sometimes I feed myself, but it's simple, but it tastes really hot, and you're amazing..."

"Nevertheless, I feel really heavy when I have to take the place of my mother like that... I don't think I can cook as delightful as my mother..."

"Besides, the master said in his master, 'Be bold if you want to do it anyway. Surprise us,' he says..."

The two become dark expressions again, sighing haha.

Then Takumi nodded slowly and opened her teasing mouth.

"Well, I see what's going on. By the way, should the dishes served be tortillas?

"No, that's not true. However, I was told that it was only a 'plug in' during the meeting, so something to pinch with my hands would be good"

"And I'm also told to avoid sweet things because some people don't like them."

"Other than the sweet ones, what can you eat without interrupting the meeting, and 'something surprising'...... that's quite a challenge indeed"

"Yes, that really bothered me..."

"Mr. Takumi, I beg your pardon for the impossibility, but can't you manage to borrow your wisdom?

Serio leaves a long time ago and bows his head. Emma has also bowed her head following it again.

While watching the two of them, Takumi thinks with her arms around them for a while.

And when I patted open the moment, I nodded one more time and then opened my mouth again.

"I do have a few things in mind about the dish itself. But as far as you two are concerned, there's probably some intent on Mr. Serio's master, or Emma's father. As far as I can tell, I don't have to wonder if it's a little wild to teach you the dishes that come to mind."

"What!?

"Oh, no..."

Two people discouraged by unexpected stories from Takumi.

But Takumi smiles at me so that I can forgive both of them.

"Nevertheless, you've relied on me because of it, and if it's about some help boat, you'll forgive me. Right...... Ah, Nyarch, can I have a word?

Takumi turns around and looks around and then calls Nyarch, who was in the hall.

"Huh? Are you all right? All right, hey!

"Yes, sir. I need you to bring the one I was prototyping out of the kitchen, can I ask you a favor?

"Roger that! I'll bring it to you soon!

Nyarch raised his hand slightly and headed for the kitchen at first sight.

And when I get right back, I put the silver tray I was holding on my desk with a ton of it.

"Ko, is this...?

"This is the 'help boat' that I give you both. I'm sure this will help you both solve your problems."

To two decent people, Takumi smiled and smiled.

―――

On the day of the meeting, Emma and Serio were encouraging the work of 'Mr. Oddie' as the two of us worked together.

He vigorously guides the participating guild members from welcoming them to the venue, exchanging drinks, and arranging lunch.

And when the sun leaned a little and the shadow outside the window grew a little longer, it came down from the second floor where there was a guest room where Serio was meeting place.

"Looks like it's time to take the 'plug in'. Ready?

"Yeah, I think I can just take a stand."

Large gloves (mittens) on both hands of Emma smiling and responding to.

Pulling the handle of the oven stove slightly of the age with that hand all the way, I removed the iron plate from the inside.

And when I quickly remove the gloves, I grab the dish on the iron plate with a tong and arrange the "red” and “white” one by one on the prepared small plate.

Though there is some cool wind coming in through the window, there is heat in the kitchen.

Among other things, Emma put on a 'plug', taking care not to sweat or fall.

"This is it at the end... yeah, we can do it now"

Emma, who has finished her work, speaks to Celio as she muddles the sweat on her forehead.

Of course, there's no reason to reject Serio.

Speak Negiri as he gives Emma a brand new white cloth.

"Good day. So I'll carry this one, will Emma carry that one?

"Okay. But now I think you'll really like it..."

"It's okay. That's all we thought about. You're gonna love this. Well, here's the dish. Let's hurry before it gets cold."

Emma, who had an uneasy look on Celio's kind words of encouragement, also smiled and nodded cocklessly.

The two climb the stairs with Tokotoko, taking care not to tilt the tray with the 'plug in' on it.

And when I stood in front of the guest room that was the venue, I knocked three times with Concon.

Open the door with a chatter, along with the voice "go ahead" from inside.

"Excuse me. Good luck with your long meeting. We have 'plugged in'"

"I greeted you in the morning, but on behalf of my mother, who I am absent today, I, Emma, have prepared with all due diligence. I hope it fits your mouth."

"Whoa, gotaku is fine, just hand it out quickly. We're still on the agenda."

"Ha, ha."

At the deepest end of the table, to the voice of the master sitting in the chair, Serio trembles for a moment before beginning to distribute the plates.

Then, when I got to the table, I heard a whisper from all of them.

"Ho ho, this is strange again..."

"What a fragrant scent. Besides, the surface is still fuzzy."

"I thought Mother Yuzu's tortilla was all that came out, but you've come up with something pretty funny"

"Hmm. I've never seen anything like this. Emma, can you explain this to me?

When prompted by one of the members, Emma closed her eyes for a moment and began to look firmly forward and talk.

"This dish is called 'tart'. The part that looks like the plate around you is the one that is cooked by combining the mace flour (cornflower) with the arrow flour and then adding it to the mold. Today we have two tarts with ingredients for a different taste. Let's start with this red one, so please enjoy it carefully because it's hot."

"Ho ho," Tart. "No, it's going to be quite voluminous."

"Mm-hmm. It's about being hungry, too, and why don't we have it quick? Mr. Speaker, do you mind?

When Emma's father, the chancellor, nods cocklessly, the participants join hands in front of their chests simultaneously.

And after offering a short silent, pre-meal prayer, he reached out to each of them to the 'tart'.

The dough burned palm-sized is still warm and the hot air is rising from the ingredients.

Is it sexuality as an artisan who is interesting to observe the 'tart' in his hands

But it was also temporary, breathing lightly, and the participants quickly wore it.

"Ooh, this is..."

"I see, is that what this was all about"

As the gaze of the participants gathered, Emma lowered her head cocklessly smiling at her.

"Yes, this“ red ”tart was made from 'Stewed Beef and Beans Tomatoes'. My mother wrapped this in a tortilla, but we think it fits well with this tart table."

"No, this is great. It tastes just like your mother."

"Sure. I was a little disappointed that I couldn't eat this flavor this year, so this was a pleasant surprise."

"Plus, the fact that the dough around here goes well with the simmering. The fragrance of the crunchy fabric is a really good accent."

"But it's still your daughter. You often inherit the taste of the mother house."

When one of the guild members turned to water, the chairman Emma's father bowed his head silently and threw the rest of the “red” tart into his mouth.

When the other participants flatten the "red” tart as well, they now send their gaze to the other, the “white” tart.

"Well, then another person in Russia would be concerned. Hey, this is..."

Likewise when you take the "white” tart, this one still takes a luxurious bite.

From the cross section, dark green vegetables, yellow grains and pink slices glance at each other from among the white ingredients.

And the participants were happily out of touch.

"Ho ho ho, this is delicious again"

"Oh, unlike earlier, the taste is neat and rich. No, this is delicious too."

"It looks like it's peppino in there, and it looks like it's got some episnake, some mice, and some tocino."

"That's all you have to do. The sauce on this ingredient is probably a combination of Kesso (cheese) and eggs. This is what I saw as a neat, rich taste."

"No, it's not enough yet. This plenty of black pepper, this guy gives me a good punch. I saw that it was because of him that the flavor didn't make me want to sleep."

"Well, well, whatever it is, it doesn't turn out to be delicious. No, this surprised me again, too"

Alliance members who talk about its superb flavors.

If you noticed, the second tart was flat in no time either.

"It was a wonderful 'plug in' for both of you."

"" Oh, thank you. Thank you!

Emma and Serio bow their heads in alignment to the thread called from one of the guild members.

Then the chancellor sitting in the front - Emma's father and master of Serio - slowly opened his mouth.

"Well, my belly was filled too. Can we start the next agenda?

"Oh, and then we'll..."

"No, you stay where you are"

It was Serio and Emma who were about to quit the room, but they were accidentally called off and stood up in front of the door with a plate.

When I asked him about his complexion with a worrying look that maybe he had made some coarse phase, two pairs of leather shoes were placed on the table as dons.

"Ah!?

Celio speaks unexpectedly.

But a sharp gaze flies from Serio's master sitting in the front and hurries to hold his mouth.

Then the master slowly opened his mouth.

"This one was made by a certain young artisan egg. One leg over here is in traditional form. I follow my teachings faithfully until brilliant."

"Sure, you know what I learned from my teacher."

Words like a tear are thrown at me, and for a moment I go to Gohon.

"Well, suppose that's good. I want you to pay attention to this one leg as well. As you can see, it is a novel design full of youth. At first glance, the decorations look flashy, but it's not a lot of guts to be so polite about fine craftsmanship. I think this guy is a big mon, too. Well, take a good look."

To that word, the guild members turn their shoes to each of them.

And I began to say thoughtful words to my mouth.

"No, these are fine shoes again. I'm really polite at my job, and that would be a good enough sale."

"Besides, these shoes are really novel designs, but they are carefully reinforced with yarn for every fine piece of work, and you pay attention to their practicality."

"As an individual, I don't like these flashy designs. But maybe this is the kind of thing that's going on with young people today."

"Yep. I don't think it comes from our old sensibilities, it's a new shoe"

There are words lined up from the members, but Serio hasn't heard them at all.

It's like standing all over it.

After a while, the master of Cerio, the chancellor, opens his mouth again.

"Well, as you can see, these shoes are highly technical and full of originality. Artisans with these new sensibilities will become increasingly important in the future. So, my suggestion is to welcome the craftsman who made these shoes as a full member of the Alliance. Any objections?

to the word, those who dispute

The silence lasted for a while, and eventually the applause rolled out of no-one.

The chancellor turns to the young man (Serio), who stands in front of him and says:

"I mean. From today on, you're one of the shoemakers and guild members."

"Shit, Master!!!!"

Serio, who finally swallowed things up, screams out loud.

Emma, next door, was also wiping the tears that came to her attention.

But such a fold, after the guild members cough one up with Cohon, they pinch a few questions.

"But surely Serio-kun is still single. If the order of this meeting comes around, what should we do?

"Oh, well, that's..."

Celio, who is single, doesn't have a partner to take charge of 'Mr. Oddie'.

Of course, there are women whose feelings I would like them to take on the role, but it was just too early to say the name in front of the father.

But the chancellor opened his mouth slowly again when he came to one.

"Hey, don't worry. Emma, all you have to do then is act as Celio's companion."

"What!? Father, that's..."

"And, Master!?!?

As the two voices raised their voiceless voices, the chancellor stood still and nodded cocklessly as he turned his body out the window.

A warm round of applause is presented by the Alliance members for an unexpected celebration.

Serio and Emma had hugs to each other, not even in the first place.