Sensaina Tatchi, more commonly known as Suo's, was a small cafe set in the Red Oak district of Leaf, a few streets over from the hustle and bustle of the main strip. More importantly it was away from both Ichiraku Ramen and Azumi’s Dango Shop. They were happy not to be competing with either of them and prided themselves on both the food and the serene atmosphere the cafe provided.
The actual shop was set a little back from the street, with a large red banner above rows of wooden benches forming a comfortable and open outside area, with free refills of tea and coffee available from a serving hatch next to the main building.
The smell of their famous stew drifts down the streets to entice both weary travelers and shoppers alike. Whilst people often remarked that stew was an odd choice, they prided themselves on serving foreign foods and steering away from traditional staples. Not like it would work with Ichiraku's ramen monopoly ensuring most small business owners barely got a look in.
Past the wooden benches, adorned with cushions and throws in an assortment of both size and colour, you pass through double glass doors into a two story building. Inside you're greeted by the hustle and bustle of a small inside seating area, with separate booths for privacy, opposite a long bar with steaming food piled waiting for the servers to deliver, along with the owner Suo. Suo was a large proud man who dealt with both orders and payment with military precision and charm a plenty, who took pride in his little establishment and their supply of spices, coffees and teas that filled the shelves on the wall behind the counter.
The interior of the shop would hardly win any awards for best dressed in show, and instead had a hard tiled floor and wooden booths to match the outside benches. Lights strung along the ceiling provided a warm glow to either eat or to study by, especially with a rather sizable student discount being offered alongside free refills and the occasional experimental snack to try.
Megu and his mother had worked there since the explosion had destroyed their business, living in the renovated area that survived the blast. It was weird working for Suo, their one time rival turned close family friend after the accident. Megu and his brothers had often played pranks on the man and had once even hidden his entire fish order in a crawl space under the floors. On a warm day Megu swore you could still smell a hint of fish in some of the storerooms to this very day.
Megu walked into the cafe, the smell of a new blend of coffee being brewed on the back counter wafting over to him. He smiled at a couple of regulars and found Suo stood begin the counter examining his mix.
"Hey Suo!"
The man turned from the coffee pot, his white chefs apron spattered with dots of brown from the coffee that had boiled over slightly.
"Megu, how's the next Kage doing? Working on any peace deals? Defeated many bandits? How about you use that transformation jutsu and turn that mother of yours into a half-decent cook?"
A voice sounded out from the hatch that separated the main seating area from the kitchen, his mothers visage covered by a mixture of pots, steam and smoke.
"I heard that Suo! And people would like my cooking a little more if you actually let them eat it instead of taking it for yourself! Or to the Academy for that matter!"
Megu grinned sheepishly, glad his mother seemed too busy to step out and tear into him in front of his new friend.
"It's been one day Suo, I can barely spell jutsu let alone perform them. But thanks for remembering. Hey, I brought a friend along! You've been saying we need some more hands about the place for a while, and he can make bread!"
With a slightly ridiculous grin he gestured towards Shiori, hoping he'd not overstepped his boundaries a little and oversold what Shiori wasn't wanting to sell.
"A baker ay... names suo"
Suo leant over the counter and extended a meaty, if not slightly greasy, hand.
MFT
The actual shop was set a little back from the street, with a large red banner above rows of wooden benches forming a comfortable and open outside area, with free refills of tea and coffee available from a serving hatch next to the main building.
The smell of their famous stew drifts down the streets to entice both weary travelers and shoppers alike. Whilst people often remarked that stew was an odd choice, they prided themselves on serving foreign foods and steering away from traditional staples. Not like it would work with Ichiraku's ramen monopoly ensuring most small business owners barely got a look in.
Past the wooden benches, adorned with cushions and throws in an assortment of both size and colour, you pass through double glass doors into a two story building. Inside you're greeted by the hustle and bustle of a small inside seating area, with separate booths for privacy, opposite a long bar with steaming food piled waiting for the servers to deliver, along with the owner Suo. Suo was a large proud man who dealt with both orders and payment with military precision and charm a plenty, who took pride in his little establishment and their supply of spices, coffees and teas that filled the shelves on the wall behind the counter.
The interior of the shop would hardly win any awards for best dressed in show, and instead had a hard tiled floor and wooden booths to match the outside benches. Lights strung along the ceiling provided a warm glow to either eat or to study by, especially with a rather sizable student discount being offered alongside free refills and the occasional experimental snack to try.
Megu and his mother had worked there since the explosion had destroyed their business, living in the renovated area that survived the blast. It was weird working for Suo, their one time rival turned close family friend after the accident. Megu and his brothers had often played pranks on the man and had once even hidden his entire fish order in a crawl space under the floors. On a warm day Megu swore you could still smell a hint of fish in some of the storerooms to this very day.
Megu walked into the cafe, the smell of a new blend of coffee being brewed on the back counter wafting over to him. He smiled at a couple of regulars and found Suo stood begin the counter examining his mix.
"Hey Suo!"
The man turned from the coffee pot, his white chefs apron spattered with dots of brown from the coffee that had boiled over slightly.
"Megu, how's the next Kage doing? Working on any peace deals? Defeated many bandits? How about you use that transformation jutsu and turn that mother of yours into a half-decent cook?"
A voice sounded out from the hatch that separated the main seating area from the kitchen, his mothers visage covered by a mixture of pots, steam and smoke.
"I heard that Suo! And people would like my cooking a little more if you actually let them eat it instead of taking it for yourself! Or to the Academy for that matter!"
Megu grinned sheepishly, glad his mother seemed too busy to step out and tear into him in front of his new friend.
"It's been one day Suo, I can barely spell jutsu let alone perform them. But thanks for remembering. Hey, I brought a friend along! You've been saying we need some more hands about the place for a while, and he can make bread!"
With a slightly ridiculous grin he gestured towards Shiori, hoping he'd not overstepped his boundaries a little and oversold what Shiori wasn't wanting to sell.
"A baker ay... names suo"
Suo leant over the counter and extended a meaty, if not slightly greasy, hand.
MFT
