Chapter 958 The Attracted Guests

"Excuse me, is this "Kuga Hotel"? "

The girl in fashionable clothes was holding her mobile phone and looking around at the door of the store. Behind her were her classmates who were also curious.

The person who greeted her was a gentle man standing at the door with his shirt cuffs rolled up. While leading the guests inside, he said in a gentle voice: "Yes, please come inside."

"Huh? It looks pretty good inside..." the classmates following her said in surprise when they entered the room.

The door of the shop looked brand new. The red paint had just been painted less than a week ago, and the door bolt and door chain were also brand new and shiny.

"Excuse me..." The girl tried to push the door, and it opened easily. She walked in and took a look... and then her eyes widened.

The furnishings in the room were indeed completely different from what they imagined, but the meaning was on another level.

"this……"

It was completely different from what I had imagined before. The house was ridiculously big. From the outside it looked like it was only about the size of one or two halls, but inside it was connected by several rooms.

How would you describe this little shop?

Romantic, intellectual, elegant, leisurely, it seems that all beautiful words can be gathered here. The designer of this small shop combined many romantic elements here as he pleased, but it does not appear cluttered, and instead reveals a fresh flavor.

The maple and chestnut leaf-shaped chandeliers and wall lamps emit a soft glow, reflecting the Mediterranean mural behind the bar, making people unable to help but think of the silvery beach, flying seabirds and the blue sea. The low tables and chairs, classic cushions, and the slightly sour and sweet smell in the room give people a quiet and noble feeling.

The pattern of gilt wicker on the wall surrounds the wall of photos and travel plans that record the mood of the shop owner. The wine bottles and picture albums seemingly placed casually seem to be telling stories from long ago.

Whether it is decoration or furnishings, if you look closely, you can see that they are still brand new. They must have been bought not long ago, but when combined, they give people a strong sense of history.

Very tasteful and well-organized... A small shop like this should appear in Ginza, Tokyo, not here.

The warm light in the small shop falls on the brown plaid tablecloth, which is full of old-style elegance and makes people's eyes bright.

When they first came out of the station and looked at the map on their mobile phones to get to the shop, they really suspected that they had gone to the wrong place. Is there really a shop as exquisite as the photos on the Internet? Is this really opened by Totsuki Academy students? Could it be that you were cheated?

The address of the store marked on the website was a bit complicated, but it didn't take them much effort to find the destination.

There are guide signs with cute symbols painted on many places at the intersections of this street, and the final point is to this small shop.

It stands quietly in the middle of a number of stores, neither ostentatious nor noisy, and looks a bit inconspicuous. But when you open the door and go in, you can see the decoration and furnishings that are exactly the same as those in the online photos. The room is not large, but it is clean and warm, and the lighting is very soft. It uses lemon yellow as the main tone and is dotted with many green plants. This pleasant color can immediately put people in a good mood.

"Mamiko, where should we sit?" asked a friend who was traveling with us.

"Um..." The girl called Mamiko hesitated for a moment. There were not many seats in the store. Where should I sit?

"Sit there."

After bringing them in, Yang Ming, who was serving as a waiter, took them to the window. The autumn sunshine that shines through the window is neither dazzling nor makes people feel hot. The warmth that shines in is really comfortable.

"It's pretty good here." Mamiko praised.

"This is the menu in our store. Please take a look at it first. If you need to order, please call me." After handing several menus to the guests, Yang Ming went to work elsewhere.

"Um……"

"Okay!" The female companion next to Mamiko poked her waist, "You're still staring after everyone left."

"Who's staring!" Mamiko hid her mouth, flipping through the menu she just brought over, "Okay, everyone, order your food. Who will eat this fatal durian pizza with me?"

The waiter just now had that light look and perfect side profile. He was indeed a salt-style man that she liked very much... so it wouldn't be too much to take a few more glances!

"The signature lethal durian pizza..." the girl sitting opposite her read the description on the menu, "three times the durian pulp and double the cheese, cheese and durian, double the deliciousness, so surprising..."

Others had obviously read this sentence, and looked embarrassed, shaking their heads and saying, "Let's forget it..."

"Tch...what's the point of coming here if you don't order this!" Mamiko said dissatisfiedly, but she obviously couldn't eat the whole pizza by herself, so she had to follow the crowd and order one together. Durian pizza and a Hawaiian seafood pizza, plus some other snacks.

She was too embarrassed to force her friends to taste it with her. After all, she was the only one interested in durian.

Durian, a fruit originating from Southeast Asia, has a strong smell and always smells like a mixture of turpentine, onions and smelly cheese, which is disliked by most people. Of course, this is the same in Japan.

However, people who like to eat durian will find durian to be so sweet and delicious that no one can resist its temptation. Even if countless people look down upon it, they still want to enjoy it.

Mamiko is one of them.

After seeing the article on the Internet that was forwarded by countless foodies, she mentioned this small shop specializing in unique dishes. After all kinds of hardships, she persuaded her friends to take the tram over after get off work to taste this place. durian dishes.

In fruit shops in Japan, it is basically difficult to find durians for sale, probably because the air is too polluted. Usually, she only eats durians occasionally to satisfy her cravings. Now, I can finally let her eat enough!

Durian pizza! Durian cheese tart! Durian layer cake! Everything on the menu is tempting for her. In Japan, it is difficult to find a small store like this store that offers a full range of durian products from staple food to desserts! She secretly made up her mind that if the dishes that would be served were delicious, she would definitely give this store to her friends!

"Hello, guest, here are the fragrant durian pizza and Hawaiian seafood pizza that you ordered..." To Mamiko's disappointment, the person who served the food was not the salt-type man he just saw, but another man also wearing a store uniform. The bald man said, "We will deliver the others as soon as possible, please use them slowly!"