I Am A Wizard Who Can Travel Between Earth And The Other World

the stone was of respectable quality—functional and serviceable for most applications.

"Surely they're not crafting these entirely by hand," he muttered to himself, shaking his head. There was only so much he could accomplish here before visiting the supplier's facility.

For now, his work at the Runewright Workshop was done.

As the shield test progressed, Gin found himself in a rare moment of respite.

Until the results came in, there was little he could do but wait. He leaned back in thought, murmuring internally, "Where is Jay? He should be here by now."

It wasn't that he demanded a grand coffee machine of legendary design. A simple capsule machine would have sufficed.

Still, the balance and precision required for his craft called for something more nuanced. Gin's coffee recipe was no ordinary brew—it began with the art of drip coffee imbued with mana.

The reason was simple: it was easier to infuse magic into coffee than plain water. Countless trials had led him to this discovery, each ingredient tested and refined to perfection.

He rose from his seat and approached a corner of the workshop where his coffee-brewing tools awaited.

The beans weren't quite the same as those used at Café Wizard, but that could be remedied with careful calibration.

Over time, he had honed his senses to such an extent that a mere glance at the beans, imbued with a trace of mana, was enough to gauge the perfect infusion balance.

With steady hands, he brewed the coffee, adding a delicate thread of mana to the mixture.

The aroma filled the room as he poured the enchanted brew into a waiting flask. Just as he settled back into his seat for a brief moment of peace, Jay finally arrived, accompanied by several workers carrying a gleaming coffee machine.

"This way, please," Jay instructed them.

The team moved swiftly, installing the machine near a water source on the second floor. Once satisfied with their work, Jay approached Gin with a confident grin.

"Well? Will this machine meet your needs?"

Gin inspected the machine and nodded with approval.

It was far better than he had expected. "Not bad. I was considering resorting to capsule coffee if I had to."

Jay chuckled. "Come on, you think I'd let my reputation suffer over a mere coffee machine? Besides, it's not like I'm paying for this out of my own pocket."

With the machine installed, Gin deftly set to work, his hands moving with practiced ease as he brewed two fresh cups. Gin's eyes widened slightly as he watched the meticulous process unfold.

"You're pretty good at this," Jay remarked.

"You think I'd plan to open a café without knowing how to brew coffee?" Gin retorted with a smirk.

Once the coffee was ready, he adjusted the ratios with care—years of trial and error had made this step almost second nature. In moments, two steaming cups sat before him.

At that exact moment, Walter burst into the room, his face flushed with excitement.

"It's incredible!" he exclaimed breathlessly.

Gin raised a hand, silencing him before he could continue. "Hold that thought. Have a cup of coffee first."

He offered a cup to both men.

Jay accepted his with a casual air, while Walter hesitated, clearly torn between the urgency of his report and the unexpected hospitality. Gin gestured for them to drink.

The two men took a sip simultaneously. Almost immediately, their eyes widened in shock.

They stared at Gin as if he had served them liquid divinity. Overcome with emotion, they took another sip, their bodies trembling as waves of mana coursed through them.

A euphoric expression spread across their faces, as though they had tasted the very essence of heaven itself.

"Holy... this... this is...!" Jay struggled to find words.

Jay chuckled softly. "Good, right?"

"Good?!" Jay shook his head vehemently. "That word doesn't even come close! This is a celestial drink—a blessing upon this world!"

His dramatic praise would have seemed exaggerated to anyone else, but Gin understood. These men were not ordinary.

Both possessed significant reservoirs of mana, and such sensitivity heightened their reaction to the enchanted brew.

They sipped slowly, savoring each precious drop, as though the very act of finishing the cup would be a loss too great to bear.

When at last the cups were empty, their faces remained lit with bliss. Gin observed their reactions closely,

noting that they were even more intense than those he had witnessed at Café Wizard. Jay's response was especially pronounced; while Walter was also gifted, his mana reserves were only half that of Jay's.

"So, what do you think?" Gin finally asked. "It's good, isn't it?"

Jay groaned dramatically, waving his hands as if to dismiss any hint of understatement. "Good? No, this is divine! If this coffee existed everywhere, the world would be a better place!"

Gin turned to Walter, who had been nodding furiously throughout Jay's declaration.

There was no need to ask further—his agreement was clear.

"You think it'll sell?" Jay asked with a grin.

"Sell? Are you kidding? If I had access to this, I'd be here every day—no, three times a day!" Jay declared.

Gin's grin widened. "Didn't you once say you wouldn't open a café?"

Jay's expression faltered, as if the sky had suddenly collapsed around him. "Wait… I said that?"

"You did. Something about how a broker running a café made no sense because you were too busy with fieldwork."

"I don't remember that conversation."

"I do. And that's what matters."

"Hold on, let me explain—"

Ignoring him, Gin turned to Walter. "How did the shield test go?"

Walter's face lit up.

"It was a resounding success! The shield performed flawlessly—I'm confident it can dominate the market!"

"Flawlessly?" Gin arched an eyebrow. "Are you sure there's nothing to improve? I expected at least two more rounds of refinement."

Walter hesitated, his enthusiasm dimming slightly. "Well… there is a slight issue with impact dispersion around the aluminum circuits.

It's not critical, but over time it could lead to durability loss..."

"I see. Anything else?"

After a moment of hesitation, Jang sheepishly listed five more issues. Gin listened patiently before retrieving the shield and making swift adjustments to the enchantments.

It was a task he had perfected long ago—quick, efficient, and precise.

"Here. Test it again," he said, handing the modified shield back.

Walter nodded eagerly and rushed off. Jay watched him go, a curious expression on his face. "What's with him all of a sudden? He's acting like he's serving some kind of corporate overlord."

Gin chuckled. "A corporate overlord? Do those even exist here?"

Jay rolled his eyes. "Of course they do. Don't tell me you've been living outside the city all this time."

"Let me guess—are the Five Great Clans the ones who pull the strings behind the scenes?"

"Pretty much. Nobody dares to cross them. Why do you ask?"

"I'm planning a visit to a magic stone supplier. I want to see how they manufacture their stock."

Jay sighed, shaking his head as though resigned to Gin's ever-expanding ambitions. "You're always up to something…"