"How may I help you?"
Tinto asks about their purpose
Rather than asking for their orders
Presented a chance
Wine requests,
"A moment to talk,"
Tinto agrees,
"Lunch first, talk later,"
Bussiness first, talk later
"What will be your orders?"
Wine marvels slightly
At her special ability
To understand Tinto's
Underlying words
Suspecting nothing
Or so it seems
Eiswein places his order
Then,
It's Wine's turn
To order...
A fulfilling meal!
"Please wait a moment,
As we prepare your orders,"
Tinto smiles
Then leaves them alone
"Tinto is hardworking,
Isn't he?"
To that question,
From Eiswein
Wine smiles
"He certainly is!"
Too hardworking,
Sometimes
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Deliberately, aim for...
Short StoryGiven choices, the goal is to achieve, at least, a pleasant ending. She may be naive She has a purpose She won't falter Cover: Mystic Messenger / Cheritz [This is an Original Story, not a Fanfiction or Translation]
