Volume 5 Chapter 3.3 (1/2)

Volume 5 Chapter 3.3

Editor: Weasalopes

「Ah, Hiroshi-kun.」

「Oh, it’s you, Haruna-san.」

「How’re things going for you？」

「Smooth sailin’ mate. Seems like the school store wasn’t necessarily unmotivated but just didn’t know where to start cuz they’re inexperienced.」

「That makes me so jealous……」

Hearing Hiroshi’s situation, Haruna truly felt envious. To put it bluntly, the stubbornness of the cafeteria was no joke.

「So, what about……、wait、I’m guessin’ based on yer attitude that it’s pretty tough.」

「Honestly, the whole situation needs a seriously vicious, drastic treatment.」

「So I should go ‘n help ya out too then？」

「Yeah. I’ll give you more details later, but just know there’s a lot to work on.」

「Then how ‘bout I go over ‘n help right now？」

Seeing Haruna struggling quite a bit, Hiroshi proposed the idea, considering both his work and hers.

「You sure？」

「Yup, I feel like it’ll be fine just waitin’ to see how things play out after a week.」

Her face lighting up at Hiroshi’s proposal, Haruna still wanted to make sure. Hiroshi just nodded.

In actuality, nearly all the initial work involved with the school store was finished. All that was left was to monitor sales and demand and adjust various things based on that, and they already had a connection with the person in charge of the school store and each new businessman, so unless there was a consultation, Hiroshi wouldn’t be commenting much on the situation.

「In that case, I have tea with Professor Fluit in the lab, so feel free to join in as I explain the current situation and plan.」

「Gotcha. In that case, how ‘bout ya try the bread I plan to sell at the school store while we’re at it？」

「Ah, so the last adjustment before sales ended, huh.」

「Yeah, at least for the cream rolls ‘n yakisoba sandwiches.」

Hiroshi said, taking out two pastry-based products, or more precisely, strangely colored noodles stuffed in between bread, the visuals of which repelled Professor Fluit.

「It’s a weird color now.」

「Yup, cuz this is our country’s traditional sauce mixed in. As opposed to oyster sauce or yakisoba sauce, I thought this type might go better over here. Same reason for not includin’ red pickled ginger.」

「I see, makes sense.」

Haruna understood why Hiroshi did what he did. They definitely had to consider that every country preferred their own condiments the most. It was probably true that Farlane and Forre were the weird ones in this case, suddenly accepting any sort of oddity like soy sauce or miso.

Then again, in Forre’s case, food with thick soy sauce and mirin went well with most alcohol as a side snack, so that was the most likely reason.

「I think Professor Fluit might have some difficulty eatin’ two of these breads, so how ‘bout the two of ya split it？」

「I agree. At my age, eating two of these breads at a time like this could very well mean not being able to eat anything else until dinner.」