'We are pleased to announce the operation of the Continental Railway. The left circulation line will arrive at our station shortly. Please note that the parking time is one hour from arrival. ─ ─ I repeat.'
The broadcast echoed on the campus when Mira, who bought the station valve, went down to the first level.
"Hmm, it's time"
Mira walks out toward the home as the broadcast flows repeatedly as she checks the information diagram while holding the paper bag with the lunch box in the tabernacle.
At the same time, the adventurers moved in chunks. Economy class is free seating, so good seating is a quick winner.
Proceeding down a wide corridor made of marble, along the way, the aisle splits into two hands: straight ahead and a right turn.
Mira glances at the wooden information board suspended from the ceiling before turning right.
In the middle of the further passage stood a silver column about the width of the three Mira holding hands. As Mira approached it, part of the pillar opened, from which a man wearing the uniform of a watching station officer in captivity peeked at her.
"From here on out will be a home dedicated to first class only. May I confirm your ticket?
Is the man middle-aged around fifty when it comes to appearance alone? She speaks gently with a good width and a smiling smile.
(If this is the ticket...)
Mira nods small and takes her first class ticket out of her waist pouch and gives her one of them. When the station staff confirmed the ticket, they pressed a dedicated mark on it and returned it to Mira.
"There is also a ticket confirmation in the car, so please present this stamped ticket when doing so. Have a good trip."
"Uhm."
The ticket is engraved with a hologram-like pattern, a specification that brings up the letter silver side with the addition or subtraction of light.
Keep it tight.
Mira stares at such tickets intriguingly before returning to her waist porch.
At the end of the aisle through the tickets is a first-class waiting room. Leather sofas and chairs are available, each well-dressed man and woman being generous everywhere. The large space surrounded by bright wood was well decorated, with a fireplace without fire quietly opening its mouth.
Mira stretches her chest out to be just a little great and hips down somewhere on the couch in the near field. At the same time, the gaze of curiosity pours on the girl.
Everyone in the first-class waiting room was quite the same. It has aristocratic children and deacons, well-feathered merchants, and executive officers of the organization, all of whom provide escorts with the corresponding fighting power.
The girl who showed up there was beautiful enough to sigh at a young age, and half would believe it even if she cheated with the royalty, for example. But no butler, no maid, no guardian, no escort.
There will be no choice but to gaze at that incredible girl, wrapped in fashionable outfits.
Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Mira wraps her left arm sleeve around and opens the menu. It is now 12: 37. When I finish checking the time, I take out the apple ole for things like that.
(Nooo... you're out of numbers)
Every time something happened, my stock of Apple Ole was starting to run out.
One man walks over to Mira, who was thinking about buying in somewhere, with his little lips against the vial.
"Hello, young lady"
"Um, hello"
Even returning her greetings, Mira glances at the man, surprised. With a large bag in hand and a grey coat woven, it can be seen that it is the right age because it looks young and does not have the characteristics of a long-lived species. Slightly reddish chestnut hair leaks from a deep green Tyrolean hat.
And behind the man, guards of men and women with swords refrained.
Mira thinks it's suspicious that a man who speaks to a beautiful girl like herself without a pulse.
"Suddenly, I'm sorry. I'm Cedric, who works for the Grimdart Chamber of Commerce."
"Mira."
Cedric introduces himself just saying there's nothing behind it. Mira answered briefly, loosening her guard only slightly. Behind Cedric, two of the escorts bow their heads small. The tall and inflexible man stood at the top of the Buddha, but the woman smiled slightly as Mira and I met each other.
"And what can I do for you?
Confirming the strength of the two escorts, Mira turns her gaze back and asks so as to look up.
"Earlier, I accidentally took a look at the operator's bracelet, and Mira sees you as an advanced adventurer. It's unusual to be an adventurer using first class, and I've heard a lot about it. No, it's my bad habit, which makes me want to hear it when I care"
"Hmm, is that what it is"
"Yes, advanced adventurers and first-class riders are all those who are extremely reluctant to make contact with others in circumstances."
"So he said he cared about me. But I'm sorry. I don't have a situation. On my first railroad trip, I was just a little excited."
"That's great again. You know how to spend money."
To Mira's answer Cedric took a palm-sized case out of the coat as he halved the tone of his voice.
"This is who I am."
That's what he said. One card in the hand he offered me. The name of the organization Dinoir Chamber of Commerce and the horse and spear crest, as well as the name of the man, the letters Cedric Dinoir, were there.
"Dinoir... That's not a name you're gonna ask."
Mira, who received the card or business card, glances at the letter written there and says what she thinks.
"Have you never heard of it? This is what I did, but I was stuck in love with myself. As a matter of fact, our Chamber of Commerce deals mainly with products for adventurers, but if you are as enjoyable and able to spend money as you are, it is up to you to speak up, wondering if you will like the products of our Chamber of Commerce."
"I see. For adventurers..."
In Cedric's words, Mira recalls the odour-resistant drugs that Emera and the others used to loosen the odours. The tool that created demand because it became a reality is recognized as one of the major changes in this world for Mira.
"Oh, were you interested? Then let's give the promising Mira a new product from our Dinoir Chamber of Commerce as a sign of our proximity."
Cedric, who opened his bag to show off, took something big enough to keep an eye out from it. It was about a tatami size and the table was covered with a blue cloth, but the back was made of a material that looked black and durable. It also looks like a thick plate at first glance, but is reasonably well decorated and, if it looks good, baggy.
"What is this? Rather than that, is that bag an item box?
Sure, that came out of the bag. However, Cedric is not wearing an operator's bracelet, so the item box is not available. However, the operator's bracelet, which incorporates the functionality of the item box, is made at the hands of a person. Then it would also be easy to make a bag with that technology.
Mira looks more toward the bag in her hand than at the new product lying in front of her.
"Yeah, that's right. Advanced adventurers have adapted the technique of the athlete's bracelet. Well, it's a special order, so there's only one thing."
"Ho, specials?"
Operators' bracelets are used by adventurers in the form of rentals, but their production costs were considerable. Cedric possesses such expensive substitutes as personal effects in the form of a bag. I don't know Mira in detail though, so I don't realize how precious that is.
"More than that, as far as I'm concerned, I just want you to focus on this new product"
"You were. And what is this?
"This is the latest sleeping bag."
A new product that sleeps on the ground and stays dignified and silent. As Mira turns her gaze to the mysterious object, Cedric gets her hands in a cleavage with an acquired look. Lifting and rolling back just a little, the blue plank-shaped object quickly transformed into a matte-like appearance of the bed. With just a few more hands from it, the pillow is shaped.
"Ho... how funny this is"
"Sounds like you were interested. Now, let me elaborate."
As such, Cedric began to fry up the features of a new product to be released a month later, a sleeping bag reserved for advanced adventurers.
"As you can see, this sleeping bag is out of the question when it comes to carrying. There will be no adventurers who will use such things as this. But why don't you use the item box as you did earlier? I was interested in the athlete's bracelet used by the advanced adventurers. It would be no exaggeration to say that this bag was made to verify its convenience. And I was impressed by this incredible technology. This is going to be business."
A new product that Cedric has arrived at with a new idea. That was the adventurer's item that presupposed the use of the item box.
As far as production is concerned, Mira only remembers refining. It is not simply a result of thinking and acting for oneself, which is coincidentally born, either, on the grounds that it helps people. Mira was naturally listening to that tireless attitude as a merchant.
"I relied on various handouts to gather information. What do adventurers want? And it will be this sleeping bag that I developed as the first one. It's a product for promising adventurers like Mira."
Having said a long foreword, Cedric keeps his commercial mouth shut just because it's the real deal from here, and lists the features of the new sleeping bag.
Because the capacity of the item box depends on its weight, it must be thoroughly lightened. Indeed, it was possible to lift even Mira, whose power was only to the normal extent of a magician.
Next, cleanliness. Cedric showed the demonstration by dismantling the sleeping bags on a part-by-part basis. He said he could wash it individually.
Then, after getting the information from the adventurer, I realized that it was a bug repellent process. This was said to have been loud from female adventurers. Having a grotesque bug in your sleeping bag when you wake up in the morning would certainly not be comfortable. Cedric incorporated an insect repellent device that utilized a demonic cylinder used as a power source for various tools handled by the Dinoir Chamber of Commerce. This was also Cedric to demonstrate again, but there was a plain impression, not something visible to the boulders.
"I'm very confident, but from Mira, a very promising adventurer, how do you see this sleeping bag"
Having finished explaining, Cedric changes his expression and turns his ear to missed every word he hears. In contrast, Mira laughs bitterly because she has never had an adventurous adventure in the first place.
"Hmm, sounds comfortable, but..."
"Let's be! The boulder is Dear Mira. Promise a comfortable sleep that never betrays your expectations!
I can't say anything because I've never been compelled to. It was Mira who tried to go on like that, but Cedric's joy of reacting as quickly as possible to the word 'looks comfortable' prevented her from spinning any further.
But Mira, who doesn't seem particularly concerned, swallows the words as they are, confirms the touch of the sleeping bag. The surface is covered with a cloth that looks sturdy and when you get your hands inside from the gap, soft bristles wrap your hands around it. I can see that the bottom is resilient and would certainly be superior to the cheap sleeping table.
"Can I really have this?
"Of course. I was wondering if you could use it at the relay point where adventurers gather."
"I see. That kind of soul guts."
Currently, he was in the midst of touring the continent by rail and visiting the Adventurers General Union everywhere. The purpose was to promote the new product, especially to the famous adventurer, who said it would be released next time.
A beautiful girl who is an advanced adventurer and well paid enough to ride first class. So many flourishing publicity personnel will not be there sooner. With those intentions in mind, Cedric spoke to Mira. Mira herself felt it somehow, but she received it as it was because there was nothing in particular that could be put in place.
"The Dinoir Chamber of Commerce deals with a variety of other products. It's also on the edge of something that we met here. I really want Mira to have access to many of our Chamber's prized products. Oh, this is a voucher."
"No...... Well, you might remember it when you need it."
To the two laughing together, the escort woman was slightly cramping her cheeks.
"Car number seven on the left circulation line will be here shortly. Customers are requested not to cross the white line '
A slightly familiar broadcast is followed by a ringing of bells to draw attention. The tone stirs Mira's sense of anticipation, and Cedric spills a slight grin at the appearance of such a girl.
"Surely Master Mira was the first to take the railroad. For once, take a look at the moment of arrival. I've seen it a few times, but no, it was very powerful."
Having finished her missionary work, Cedric said so, wanting her to experience purely her own remembered surprises, not as a merchant but as an individual.
"Ho ho, if that's what you're saying, let's see."
Cedric and escort woman smiling softly. When Mira is also intrigued by the way it looks,
"Bye. Let me use your sleeping bag."
"Yes, I'll see you again. Thank you for the repair and repair and if the magic cartridge for insect repellent runs out, it will be handled in every store."
As Mira waved her hand to say goodbye in a hurry, she jumped out the back door of the waiting room to the platform.
Cedric drops off the impressive girl's hindsight and checks the bag's inventory.
(I gave up momentum, but what about the results?)
Cedric began discussing further new products with a strange sense of accomplishment in this accidental encounter.
Out to the platform, where the train has not yet arrived, Mira gets more whining about the sight than she could have imagined. The arch covering the sky was far enough to look up, the tip of the platform, partitioned for first class, broke off like a cliff, and in front of it the thick white line that was on the broadcast was visible more prominently on a black-painted floor.
(I think it's too big...)
It is such a vast place that even when it is said to be a warehouse of military weapons, you are likely to believe it.
In that space, which is very different from the impression of the station in memory, Mira frowns at the roots when she finds herself uncomfortable, wondering if it really is the train that comes.
Waiting for the train to arrive with one station man in uniform, the sound of a tall bell roars throughout. And a heavy groan, similar to the groan, transmitted air and began to cover the home as it crawled through the bottom.
Mira felt with her skin that something approached her with overwhelming heavy pressure, although she could not see ahead of her due to the compartment separating her from her neighbor's premium class.
A warm whistle sounds from afar, even forcefully. Then a little later, with the sound of compressed air erupting and the rubbing golden cuts of metal, it appeared on the platform.
It was truly a mass of iron.
The membrane of wind bounced against the body of the vehicle winds backwards and passes like stroking the home. Girl's silver hair plays like powdered snow leaping in the sky wind, dancing and descending undisturbed with a train that quiets in front of her.
"Is this the train...?
I arrived at the home. That was high enough to say big, and the black body claimed to be more present. The overall shape is similar to that of a steam locomotive. There was a black chimney at the beginning. It stopped and still raised slight steam. But its size is unusual. That was like putting a wheel on a three-story apartment.
"Left circulation line, departure in an hour, will be exactly fourteen o'clock. Please note any missed rides. I repeat... '
At the same time as the broadcast, when the door of the body made a noise and opened, she stepped down to the platform so that the little, beautifully decorated girl could fly.
"I'm the best. So, Gordon, what's next?
"Yes, ma'am. It's a carriage ride from this city."
"Is it a carriage again!? I'm sick of this."
A gray-haired gentleman, called Gordon, obeys beside a girl who makes a noisy noise. Wrinkles with deep carvings and old seasons were full of the charm of a man different from his youth.
"You what?
…………
"It's you, you!
"No, you mean me?
Suddenly a girl barks her voice in front of Mira when she makes a mistake. The frown caught, slightly angry. Mira puts the girl in sight only at a glance. Long blonde hair is wrapped around a roll on the side, a costume full of frills, and what a wealthy lady she is to stand up for.
"You were looking at me earlier. Me, you know, I hate that. Will you stop it?"
A blonde girl who says so in an arm-wrapped and chest-inverted position. Mira leans her neck against the words.
(What are you talking about...?)
I don't remember watching Mira until she talked to me. I trace my memories just a little while ago and remember what I did. And I got to my senses.
"Oh, not the Lord. I looked at you. He said he was so manly that he fell in love."
Mira was watching Gordon holding back behind the girl. The old one was close to ideal, and the way it was decorated, such as monoculars, clothing, and trivial accents, was very informative for Mira, who was still young.
"Become... Become..."
"Oh, is that me? When a beautiful woman like you tells me, I'm ashamed of myself."
Gordon smiled softly, thanking Mira for the gentleman, gently forgiving the girl who made her eyes black and white.
"I'm sorry if I bothered you. Bye."
When Mira bows back small, she slips through the sides of both of them and boards. At that time, the fragrance that slightly wraps Gordon looses the tip of his nose and admires it for its perfection.
(Is that perfume? A slight incense that I do not claim. Brilliant!)
It is not only decorating, but also caring for others that is the gentleman. At the same time Mira notices the incident, she turns her nose to roll her collar and check her body odor.
"Hmm, I don't know"
The attendants, who were holding back in the car, looked at Mira curly and nosy all over the place.
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