The Miracle in a Bottle
A steaming cup of coffee was placed gently on the table. The dark liquid shimmered under the soft light, a delicate layer of oil floating on the surface.
"What a wonderful aroma," Koyuki remarked, breathing in the scent.
"I roasted the beans this morning and ground them just before brewing. I also hand-picked the beans, ensuring uniform size," Watari explained with a soft chuckle.
"That sounds incredibly labor-intensive," Koyuki noted, raising an eyebrow.
"It is. In fact, it's more of a hobby than anything profitable," Watari replied, his voice filled with genuine passion.
Koyuki smiled, intrigued. Much like the entertainment industry, some pursue it for fame and fortune, while others simply do it for love. Watari's dedication to coffee clearly stemmed from the latter—a pure passion project.