People Start Clocking in Tokyo

Aoba looked at the figure in front of the coffee shop and fell silent.

"Asama-kun, what's the matter?" Kosaka Kyosuke asked suspiciously. After seeing Asama-kun's gaze, he also looked at the coffee shop next to him.

"Nothing!" Aoba didn't explain anything to him, but slowly approached the coffee shop, and saw an old man with gray hair, wearing an elegant black suit and vest, and a waiter's costume, holding it. The broom sweeps the fallen leaves in front of the door bit by bit.

"Hello!" The old man nodded with a smile.

"Hello!" Kosaka Kyosuke replied respectfully.

"Hello!" Aoba responded politely.

"You are the students with high water nearby?" The old man looked at the two teenagers in front of him. Although one of them is very ordinary and has no characteristics, it is the kind that is difficult to find out after throwing it on the street.

But another boy made him a little curious, don't know why, as if he had a very familiar feeling, as if he had been...

"Yes!" Aoba nodded, and did not explain to Kosaka Kyosuke who was wearing casual clothes.

"Well, depending on the style of your school uniform, it should be a freshman in high school. Speaking of which, the girl who works in my shop seems to be a high school student." The old man thought of the girl who worked part-time in his store.

"Part-time..." Qingye is not surprised. After all, among the girls in his class, there are also several part-time jobs outside, and Qingshan Qihai is one of the best, doing several jobs at the same time. .

"But, what are you?" Qingye looked at the broom in the hands of the old man, with some doubts in her heart. Why didn't she let other young people do it at such an old age.

"Oh! This, because there are no guests right now, so I'll clean it myself." The old man said with a smile, and at the same time, he straightened up and gently tapped his lower back. It was just a short activity and let him My body feels a little tired, but it's getting old after all.

"Clean it yourself? Is this...this is your shop?" Kyosuke Kosaka was stunned, and then looked at the storefront behind the old man with a look of surprise.

This is a coffee shop with a European-style decoration. From the outside, a dark red rectangular parasol is hung on the glass window across the street, one on the left and one on the left, and large beige European-style stone bricks are covered. The outer wall of the store, and several black wrought iron coffee tables and rattan chairs on the wall have been organized by the elderly.

In the middle of the two glass windows, on a dark brown European-style wooden shop door, there is a copper sign hung with the words "Bird's Song" written in the middle, which is full of simplicity and art. Two wall lamps with round glass lampshades on top of black bases are like antique candlelights, one on the left and one on the right hanging on both sides of the door.

"Well, yes!" The old man looked at the coffee shop behind him, with deep memories in his eyes.

"Looking at the shop, it should have been open for a long time!" Aoba looked at the copper signboard, and there were a lot of spots on the copper signboard. Although it can be seen that it is often cleaned and wiped by people, it is precisely because of this that the traces of time are only visible. more obvious.

"Well, it has been with it for decades!" The old man said, looking at the sign of [Bird's Song].

"Well, if you have time now, do you want to come in and have two cups of coffee to try? It is definitely not a boast. The coffee beans in the store are all brought back from abroad by me personally, and even the production methods are when I was young. I have been specially looking for someone to study!" The old man boasted his store with a smile on his face.

"Thank you for your invitation, but I'm sorry, there is still something waiting for me, so I can't stay!" Kosaka Kyosuke said embarrassedly. After all, Kirino is still waiting for him. If it is late, it may not be How would he be treated by her, thinking of this, he turned his head and looked to Asama-kun on the side.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll trouble you." Aoba directly nodded and agreed. There is still more time before part-time work, so he is not in a hurry, and he has other things to ask.

"Then I'll leave first. Just now, Kirino urged me again. It seems that there is something." Kosaka Kyosuke said helplessly as he looked at the information displayed on the phone.

"Hehe, I think you are enjoying it, Kosaka-kun." Aoba said with a smile.

"Cut! What nonsense, I'm leaving." Kosaka Kyosuke waved his hand in embarrassment. He sneered at Asama-kun's joke. He didn't believe anyone could still enjoy it under the pressure of his sister, at least. He can't.

Um, yes, this will never happen..........

But thinking of the Tongno in my memory, if I can sweetly call myself Ouni sauce for a lifetime, hey...hehe...hehehe!

"Haha!" Aoba looked at the smile on Kosaka Kyosuke's face when he left. When did this guy have more arrogant attributes.

"Come on, please come in!" The old man smiled and opened the door for Asama Aoba.

"Okay, thank you!" Qingye retracted his gaze, expressed his gratitude to the old man, then bowed and entered the coffee shop.

"Gumbling, guzzling~" Aoba looked at the coffee pot that was boiling water in the old man's hand, and the bubbles continued to churn in it with the boiling water.

"There are usually very few people in the store. I, when this happens, I especially want to find someone to have a cup of coffee with." The old man folded a piece of filter paper and put the ground coffee into it.

"My name is Kyouichiro Aragaki, where's my brother?" Kyouichiro Aragaki took out the hand pot for filtering, put the filter paper and coffee on it, and then turned over the boiled water bit by bit.

"Hello, Mr. Aragaki, my name is Aoba Asama!" Aoba responded. He watched the coffee liquid flowing out of the white filter paper under Aragaki Kyouichiro's hand, slowly straight down, a peculiar smell of coffee. The taste surrounds the store with the cup that gradually fills up.

"It smells so good!" Aoba said.

"Come, please **** signature of the bird's song!" Aragaki Kyouichiro smiled and brought the cup up.

Aoba picked up the cup, and after blowing it carefully, took a sip, mixed with a mellow scent, mixed with the slightly hot water, and exploded at the moment it entered the throat, and the strong aroma of coffee was straight. Punch the top of the head.

"Huh~" Aoba took a breath, he had to admire Mr. Aragaki's craftsmanship.

"How?" Aragaki Kyoichiro asked with a smile on his face.

"Very awesome, Mr. Aragaki!" Aoba nodded.

"Haha, thank you Mr. Asama for your compliment. I don’t usually have other hobbies. If there are no guests, I would sit here in my spare time, make a cup of coffee for myself, and enjoy the day quietly." Kyouichiro Aragaki drank. He took a sip of his cup of coffee and said with a smile.

"So it's like that." Aoba nodded.

"Well, has Senma-kun ever brewed coffee? Do you want to come and try it too!" Aragaki Kyoichiro suddenly stood up and took out the coffee pot and filter paper that he had just packed out again.

"This has never happened before. UU reading www.uukanshu.com even saw the procedure you just made coffee for the first time." Aoba shook his head awkwardly. All he drank before was instant coffee. This is the first time I have seen it in person.

"Then what are you waiting for, come, come and try, it's okay." Aragaki Kyouichiro smiled and pulled Asama Aoba from his seat, looking very interested.

"This.........okay!" Aoba was embarrassed to refuse, and followed him to the counter.

"Come on, I will teach you..." Aragaki Kyouichiro said in detail the techniques and precautions.

"Well, okay, I probably know it." After listening to the explanation, Aoba nodded, then picked up the tool at hand, and followed the steps just mentioned by Mr. Aragaki, first boiled water, and then began to grind coffee beans. .

"Well, yes, that's it, eh...eh?" Aragaki nodded secretly from the side, Asama-kun is really talented in this aspect, just listening to himself explain it again. You can use all tools proficiently.

As the production process went on smoothly, Aragaki Kyouichiro suddenly discovered that Asama-kun’s actions had changed. Although he still followed the steps he had said, the timing of each step was somewhat different from what he just said. It's different.

Aragaki Kyouichiro looked at Asama Aoba in confusion, did he remember it wrong?

However, after a while, he nodded in understanding. After all, it was the first time to make coffee. It is normal to have negligence and mistakes, but in this case, the taste may be much worse.

"Hoo~Hoo!" Aragaki Kyouichiro put down the cup in his hand and looked at Asama Aoba beside him blankly, with question marks in his heart at this moment.

Why is it so delicious?