❛𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿.❜
A cozy evening with a book and a cup of coffee (or tea, for me) is the perfect mood! And what if there’s a place where you can enjoy the best coffee and find peace? Ahh, now that’s the ultimate vibe!
Alright then, let’s dive into a place just like that.
Lesgoooo....
Plot:
In the heart of Tokyo, there’s a quaint little café — perhaps a hidden gem — called ❛Torunka Café❜. It’s a place where people, especially the elderly, often come to sip their coffee and share the stories of their lives.
The café is owned by Isao Tachibana, a man in his forties, who runs it alongside his daughter Shizuku. Shizuku, a cheerful teenage girl who proudly calls herself the ❛poster girl❜ of the café, adds a touch of warmth and charm to the place.
There’s also Shūichi Okuyama, who works part-time at the café — and this is where the story truly begins.
❛𝚆𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝.❜
That was the first thing the girl said to Shūichi — but why?
Chinatsu Yukimura visited Torunka Café for the first time and left quite a strange impression. She spoke of an unbelievable story — a tale of a past life shared with Shūichi. Her words caught Shizuku’s curiosity instantly. But what was the real reason behind that awkward story?
Meanwhile, Shūichi was still struggling with the pain of a recent breakup. How would he handle this unexpected twist with Chinatsu?
She began visiting the café every Sunday, always leaving behind a delicate napkin ballerina. Then, suddenly — she stopped coming.
Now what?
Shizuku misses Chinatsu’s warm presence… but what about Shūichi?
Hiroyuki Numata comes back to this place after thirty years, but it’s not the same anymore. The café that was once called ❛Nomura Coffee❜, run by an old woman in her eighties, is now Torunka Café.
He feels a deep sense of nostalgia mixed with pain. The mistakes he made in his younger days still weigh on his heart. Will he ever see Sanae again?
Ayako, a cheerful woman in her twenties, brings a lively energy to the place. Hiroyuki tries to talk to her, but it only makes him feel sadder — because every time he looks at Ayako, he sees Sanae.
His story is one that will make you feel both sad and angry at the same time.
Shizuku, the self-proclaimed poster girl of Torunka Café, has been feeling different lately. Even though her father owns a café, she actually hates coffee. The last time she drank it was when she was seven — and for the past ten years, she hasn’t touched it.
But why?
She’s caught in a confusing phase of her life. Memories of her older sister keep haunting her, filling her heart with sadness. And soon, she’s about to do something she never thought she would.
After everything, Shizuku decides to drink coffee again — no matter if it tastes like poison or brings back nightmares.
Then there’s Kōta, Shizuku’s bestie — a childish boy, yet surprisingly dependable when it really matters. That’s what makes him not just a good friend, but one with real responsibility.
The regulars at Torunka Café come here, sip their coffee, and somehow end up finding solutions to their life problems — almost like magic.
Does this café hold some hidden power? Or is it the freshly brewed coffee made by Isao that works its magic?
Or maybe… it’s the people themselves?
Review:
Every time I read a book about a café (and in Bangla when there’s a scene about drinking tea), I start craving coffee (tea). That craving can’t be compared to anything!
Satoshi Yagisawa returns with another slice-of-life novel, ❝Days at the Torunka Café❞.
The story is set in a café on a quiet, narrow street in Tokyo. The café often goes unnoticed, but locals say a stray cat leads the way to it.
Satoshi Yagisawa has a remarkable talent for telling gentle, heartfelt stories. In this novel, he continues to give readers a warm, cherished feeling that lingers long after the last page.
The novel is divided into three parts, each telling an individual yet interconnected story about three different people. Each part has its own title:
𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞 – 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐬
𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐰𝐨 – 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧
𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 – 𝐀 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞
Of the three, I loved the first part the most. It begins with an incredibly sweet — almost unbelievable — story, but it ends leaving you with a heartwarming feeling. I really fell for the character Chinatsu; she’s simply unforgettable.
Hiro’s story was really touching, though it kinda felt like it didn’t fully finish. I loved Ayako’s quotes — the way she sees life was so refreshing. I won’t lie, there were times I found Hiro a bit frustrating, but that’s life, right? Full of ups and downs. His grief made him easy to relate to, even likeable in the end. Still… it leaves you with a little sense that something’s missing.
The last part of the book kinda disturbed me. Maybe love is just like that — it comes out of nowhere. Shizuku was a teenager, so her behavior was understandable, but I didn’t really like that part. On the other hand, Kōta totally stole the show with his simple gestures. He was childish and funny, but he showed what a true friend really is — someone who supports you, even if you don’t fully get it yourself. The ending of that part felt really satisfying.
Isao, the café owner, was such a genuinely nice person. I seriously found myself craving the coffee he made for his customers! The way he blended it, the aroma, and even how he talked about it — I was completely hooked.
Honestly, I probably drank 3–5 cups of coffee while reading the book. Especially whenever the story talked about coffee, I had to pause, make a cup, and then dive back in. The little background bits about coffee and the ❛Devil’s Drink❜ part were super fun too.
In this crazy, hectic life, we all need a place, a person (or sometimes a few close people), and a cup of coffee (tea for me) where we can find ourselves again — a place to share anything and feel inspired to keep going. Somewhere on a market street in Tokyo, there’s a café where people quietly enjoy their slice of life.
This book actually has a second part, but unfortunately, it’s not available in English yet.
❛𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜.❜