The Coffee Shop in a Different World Station

The night opened after the big news jumped in and Sabbath was showing up again in the first 'swordfish' of the morning.

I bow my head to the newspaper when I realize that Takumi has carried my usual morning service.

"No, I'm sorry I took the form of leaving the store yesterday with a bummer"

"No, that's all the news, so it's something you can't help. Wouldn't that have quite an impact on your business, too?

"Hmm. I wish I could calm down with something temporary, but if it seems prolonged, it will have a corresponding effect. Nevertheless, I can't say enough about the details if the stationers who are sending them to the site don't come back..."

Sabbath says so, tilting a cup of cinnamon coffee.

Coffee that should be sweet with plenty of sugar, but its expression is bitter.

"If the wire can be used separately from the sea, they'll send it from the other side..."

Takumi piqued her eyebrows at Sabbath's words as she sighed.

If it is true that in the world where Takumi was once, information can be exchanged in real time, not only in the places that separated the sea, but also, in some cases, in space.

However, telecommunications along the railway network have finally begun to be used in this world. There was no other way to interact with overseas than to rely on letters by sea flight, and the speed at which information was communicated was really limited.

Then a fuzzy question arises behind Takumi's brain

"Speaking of which, how did this news get to you as soon as possible?

"Probably read the Armwood and Flag communications used by government agencies."

"Lian Flag Communication to Armwood Communication......?

"Mm-hmm. It's a way for government agencies to exchange information in the form of large, rod-shaped equipment on top of buildings or, if at sea, a combination of special flags attached to ships. You can read messages from a telescope even if you're away, so relaying some equipment and ships means you can send messages in no time. It's about short text."

What floated behind Takumi's brain from Sabbath's description was the "flag signal" I read in the book when I was little.

The ones I use are different, but they can be said to be similar in terms of "creating a specific shape and sending a message visually".

"It's supposed to only be used by the government, because the newspaper guys apparently have something that reads its contents. Well, that doesn't mean we can get breaking news as soon as possible."

"I see...... No, I didn't know you at all. I learned."

"What the hell. Nevertheless, because it doesn't make much difference in the sense that the information available is limited. It's the same thing. No, it's harder for Lord Sophia than it is for me."

Sabbath says so, taking the cigar out of his nostalgia.

When I lit the cigar tip to slowly broil in a long match, I slowly slackened the smoke.

"Here recently, she put all her efforts into dealing with his country. That would have a far greater impact. And..."

"And about Master Liberto..."

Sabas nodded cocklessly at Takumi's whining words in a small voice.

A period of silence flows between them.

Eventually, Sabbath extinguishes the cigar fire and drinks up the remaining cinnamon coffee.

"Phew, I'm going to be busy today."

Takumi gives a small endorsement to the words of Sabbath, who spilled them.

Then the door of the "swordfish" played a sound with the karan karan karan.

"Oh, Lord Sophia. It's rare this morning."

"Mr. Sabbath. Sorry about the bummer yesterday. Mr. Takumi is in just the right place. Can I help you now?

"Dear Sophia, welcome. I'm calm now, so I'll be fine for a little while..."

"Oh, good. Actually, there's something I'd like to ask Takumi to talk to you about... if you don't mind if I join you here?

"Oh, can I have the eagle present?

"Yeah, I'd rather ask Mr. Sabbath to join me.

"I don't mind if I do. Please come this way."

Sophia nods small and sits down next to Sabbath.

Takumi looked worried about Sofia, who seemed unusual and somewhere in a hurry.

―――――

A request from Sofia, it was "I want to rent out the upstairs reception room as a temporary office for about a week".

Depending on the fate of the coup d 'état that occurred in the Republic of Tennessee, it is also possible that the trading projects that Sofia was pursuing will be frustrated.

If it's true, I'll have to go back to the area immediately to make the adjustments, but unfortunately, I can't go right back because I've packed my plans this time in Harpertown, so I needed to set up a base near here.

Initially, we intended to rent an additional hotel room, but given that we had to interact with the various locations, the closer we were to the correspondence handling desk, the so-called 'station building', the more efficient it would be.

So Sophia asked Takumi to rent out the room.

We will also go out to meetings and inspections throughout Harpertown, which were scheduled from the beginning, and when we return we will look at the letters that will be delivered continuously with the arrival of the train.

And in the evening and evening, we discuss good aftermath measures while turning in members of projects like Sabbath and Gustav.

And I will spell out a letter to the related letter in time for the next morning's flight - those hasty days lasted for a few days.

And again today, Sophia runs the pen after the meeting.

Outside the window, the night sky widened and the shooting stars surreptitiously flowed from time to time.

Already the night is up, and the moon is up high.

My eyes are blurred because the lamp lights are the only thing I rely on.

Sophia holds her eyes to try to recover.

Then I heard the concoction and knocking on the door.

"Go ahead."

"Excuse me. Mr. Sophia, why don't you take a little break? You look a lot tired..."

"Thanks, but this is all I have to do..."

"We know very well that it is a big deal. But not like this."

"I'm sorry to bother you. But I'll be fine..."

Sophia takes the pen again, saying so.

But did you go crazy at hand, the tip of that pen caught on the paper, and it tore billy.

"Ah!"

Sophia, who raised her voice for a moment, shook her neck sideways without force and sneezed the paper round.

And when I spread the new paper onto my desk, I grabbed the pen again.

But the pen doesn't move.

There is zero pottery and grains of water on the paper, and the smudge spreads to.

"... you can't stop. I'm worried about Master Liberto, I'm worried..."

Sophia puts the pen down and covers her face with her hands.

The coup d 'état in the Republic of Tennessee is at the hands of conservatives, or forces centred on 'former nobles'.

The "formerly glorious ones" that Liberto was talking about before he left this country would be the masterminds.

In place of the republican system from the royal system, many of the former nobles were stripped of their prerogatives until then to struggle.

Naturally, some people were dissatisfied with the situation.

But Liberto had cut and thrown away "from those who still gasp for poverty, our former nobility is still blessed".

If we do not live in a stable position and increase our strength, we will open new avenues for ourselves. Libert clearly says that hardship is not worthy to speak to those who have an economic environment just to build up drills but fail to make that effort.

The strong belief is that Sofia also shares a great deal.

But it is the reason of the world that the glare of that belief also creates a deep darkness: jealousy.

It is hard to believe that this coup d 'état, carried on at the initiative of a former nobleman, Liberto, a member of the former Duke's family, can remain irrelevant.

And it seems very unlikely that Liberto will cooperate in that coup.

In other words, it is presumed that there is a very high probability of danger to Libert.

Takumi ties her mouth to a single letter, just staring at Sofia.

Then a gi and a noise rang behind me.

"... Oshi-jun?

At the end of the turn there was the figure of Nyarch glancing softly at his face from a slightly open gap.

Takumi goes out into the hallway, gently closes the door and then speaks to Nyarch

"What's going on?

"You know, hey, I brought this to Sophia! Can I? Fine, okay?

What Nyarch was carrying was coffee with milk. Looking at the droplets on the glass, it looks like a cold coffee.

Several gallators (cookies) are also available on the side plates.

Nyarch was worried about Sophia at Nyarch, and he said he wanted to cheer up.

Takumi narrows her eyes and strokes Nyarch's head with a pong.

"Right. Give it to him from Nyarch."

Knock the door con again and let Nyarch in the room.

Though Sophia raised her face as she muddled her eyes, those eyes were red and congested.

"Mr. Sophia! Drink this! Gee, you're doing great!

Nyarch offering a glass and gallator with a slight twitch.

"Thank you. I'll take it."

Sophia smiles nicholly, reaching for the glass and including a bite of cockle.

Coffee with milk is mellow with reduced bitterness.

And most importantly... it was sweet.

"Hmm...... That's enough again... Ah, ahem!

When Sophia's face, who was depressed, looked at him, turned into something surprising, and he shouted loudly, which he also saw in a scream.

Like that change, now it's Takumi's turn to panic.

"Hey Nyarch, what did you put in this?

"Nah, I thought you were better off full of ambiguity, and you had a lot of Renew!

"Uh-huh!? Are you telling me it's all condensed milk?

Takumi opened her eyes wide to the unexpected answer that popped out of Nyarch's mouth.

I thought it was milk coffee. That seemed like plenty of condensed milk I had made for oyster ice.

From the shade, there should be a significant amount in it.

When this was all condensed milk, it was readily inferred that it was quite intense sweetness.

Nyarch peeks worryingly into the takumi holding his head.

"Ni? So, I didn't...?

"Um, no, no, I can't..."

I don't know how to answer it and Takumi gives me a complicated look.

Then Sophia, who was watching that interaction, began to laugh with Couscous.

"I was a little surprised because I didn't think it was so sweet. But, Mr. Nyarch, thank you for your attention. I haven't had an appetite here lately, so maybe it's just as good as" full of ambiguity. "

Speaking of which, Sophia again includes milk-free condensed coffee in her mouth.

But it's still too sweet, wrinkles leaning between my brows.

Still, there was a smile on its mouth.

"Sweet as the two of you are already!

"Ugh, I'm afraid..."

In sarcastic words, Takumi bows her head.

Still, he was relieved by how Sophia was finally getting a light mouthful.