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Chrome Shelled Regios:Volume10 A Day For You 02

2010-09-06T19:59:35Z

173.68.34.180: /* A Day For You 02 */

===A Day For You 02===

Against the surface of the air filter, the sandstorm continued to swirl.

On the opposite end of the sand and grit, the moon with its round and solemn countenance was suspended high in the sky.

With almost all of the shops' posters were taken down and the ground sparsely lit only by decorative lights, the area seemed to sink into darkness.

Within that, bathed in the moonlight, a voice appeared to resonate from the sky. Starting strong, but gradually weakening. With the ebbing of the howling, the sky over Zuellni stopped.
There was nothing that could answer. The shadows in the place, motionless, the natural echoing of a sound could be heard.

Only buildings whose rooftops were cast in the shadow of the Department of the Outer Edge were nearby. In the vicinity, there were no housing facilities.
What was there was the manufacturing district, in which warehouses stored produce. Crops which received a surface security checks here at some point would then be passed to the market above.

The remnants of the natural howling that could be heard, suddenly began to move.

From what looked to be underneath, the next moment, the shadow disappeared from that spot.

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"A thief in the produce warehouse?"

After being called first thing in the morning, at those words Layfon tilted his head. Though of course, he knew what a thief was.

"More importantly, a burglary attempt……?"

In response, Formed had a troubled smile on his face. The place was Zuellni's only established City Police Station. While sipping tea served in the break-room of the building, Layfon looked at Naruki who stood next to Formed.

"It isn't as if there wasn't a thief, but……"

With something along the lines of hesitation in his words, Formed's speech wasn't clear. That face had the fatigue of having a sleepless night.

Zuellni was an academy city. Almost all of the people residing there were students. It wasn't as if there were any adults there, however they did not have much of an effect on the city's livelihood.
While furthering their studies, upperclassmen also taught the underclassmen. Seniors conducted training and research. That was Zuellni's way.

Concurrently, there were also other cities. Foregoing changes in economics, a disparity of wealth would occur. There were also those who failed in business. Though they were not officially recognized, gambling houses also existed.
If they were cheated, there would be those who would rush to the City Police.

Though only temporary, in the confusion caused by the loss of assets, it wasn't as if there was no one chasing after the thief.

But of course, as Zuellni was an academy city, the city's reason for existence was for the students. The city's economy was ultimately designed around the period after graduation. So that students don't lost their senses in another city,
simulations of their futures were established as a major premise.

Therefore, relief measures were enacted.

The loss of assets, those receiving the adjudication of bankruptcy receive financial support from the student council.
Of course this aid had to be repayed, and if they weren't, the certifications resulting from graduation would not be granted. While there were those who were held back due to unpaid, they were few.

At any rate, those enrolled in Zuellni never faced starvation due to financial problems.

Hence……for the time being, it comes to reason that cases of theft where students are the culprits are rare.

Particularly, theft of comestibles was seldom heard of.

"Why break into the produce warehouse……"

Layfon went right to the problem.

Though Layfon hadn't even been at Zuellni for a year, he still had a sufficient understanding of it. Before enrolling, he investigated the scholarship system and came to understand them both.

"If it's about the robbery details, they're easy to understand."

While Formed had muttered that piece of information, he drank from his own tea.

Up until now, Layfon's classmate, Naruki, continued to stand motionlessly nearby.

"So, what was stolen?"

"……Nothing was stolen in this case. To be more accurate, it was an attempt."

"Huh?"

As a military artist, it was as if Layfon became a necessary companion, and that was probably why he was called.
There were military artists in the city police. Maybe it was due to Zuellni's academic traditions, in the Military Arts Department, those who were known as elites were also platoon members.
Normally these individuals did not show interest in the typical activities of the city police.

However, there were times in Zuellni where research data would be targeted by people from other cities, and within those groups skilled military artists would be present.
For those instances, there were people in platoons who temporarily assist the city police.

Be as it may, it was short-term job unique to the Military Arts department.

Layfon, at his classmate Naruki's behest, found himself in that situation.

"What is it?"

For that reason he was called; however, it was just a burglary attempt.

Furthermore, for produce. Even if something was stolen, it wasn't as if they could make off with it on a roaming bus.

"Well, hold on."

Formed stopped the bewildered Layfon.

"The problem lies with the contents of the assailed warehouse."

"Contents?"

"You know, don't you? Tomorrow is Van Allen's Day."

"No, you might say that I do know, however………"

It was apparently a day where one receives sweets from those of the opposite sex whom are reciprocating goodwill.
Though it was originally the custom of another city, companies in the Business Department involved in confectioneries had learned of it and had campaigned since last year.

With just a gathering of those at an age most interested in love, Zuellni's students received Van Allen's Day with fervor and an advertising struggle had grown considerably since last year.

"So, what about it?"

"With the Business Departments' influence, the Manufacturing District had obtained several new species of produce and grew them for this day. The warehouse that was broken into contained one of those.

"Well………"

Even in saying that the ingredients for making sweets were targeted, the exact point was still unclear.

"Every raw ingredient contained in the warehouse was examined beforehand. Due to the wide variety, it took quite a while, but thankfully a knowledgeable person was there. The target was probably the Heartseer Fruit."

"Heartseer Fruit?"

Formed nodded in response.

"A confectionery known as Rinka placed the production order, and so the arrangement was for the fruit to be delivered this morning. Rinka wanted to use it as their featured product."

"So then why?"

Chrome Shelled Regios:Volume10 A Day For You 02

2010-09-06T19:50:55Z

173.68.34.180: /* A Day For You 02 */

===A Day For You 02===

Against the surface of the air filter, the sandstorm continued to swirl.

On the opposite end of the sand and grit, the moon with its round and solemn countenance was suspended high in the sky.

With almost all of the shops' posters were taken down and the ground sparsely lit only by decorative lights, the area seemed to sink into darkness.

Within that, bathed in the moonlight, a voice appeared to resonate from the sky. Starting strong, but gradually weakening. With the ebbing of the howling, the sky over Zuellni stopped.
There was nothing that could answer. The shadows in the place, motionless, the natural echoing of a sound could be heard.

Only buildings whose rooftops were cast in the shadow of the Department of the Outer Edge were nearby. In the vicinity, there were no housing facilities.
What was there was the manufacturing district, in which warehouses stored produce. Crops which received a surface security checks here at some point would then be passed to the market above.

The remnants of the natural howling that could be heard, suddenly began to move.

From what looked to be underneath, the next moment, the shadow disappeared from that spot.

<center><span style="font-size: 300%;">◇</span></center>

"A thief in the produce warehouse?"

After being called first thing in the morning, at those words Layfon tilted his head. Though of course, he knew what a thief was.

"More importantly, a burglary attempt……?"

In response, Formed had a troubled smile on his face. The place was Zuellni's only established City Police Station. While sipping tea served in the break-room of the building, Layfon looked at Naruki who stood next to Formed.

"It isn't as if there wasn't a thief, but……"

With something along the lines of hesitation in his words, Formed's speech wasn't clear. That face had the fatigue of having a sleepless night.

Zuellni was an academy city. Almost all of the people residing there were students. It wasn't as if there were any adults there, however they did not have much of an effect on the city's livelihood.
While furthering their studies, upperclassmen also taught the underclassmen. Seniors conducted training and research. That was Zuellni's way.

Concurrently, there were also other cities. Foregoing changes in economics, a disparity of wealth would occur. There were also those who failed in business. Though they were not officially recognized, gambling houses also existed.
If they were cheated, there would be those who would rush to the City Police.

Though only temporary, in the confusion caused by the loss of assets, it wasn't as if there was no one chasing after the thief.

But of course, as Zuellni was an academy city, the city's reason for existence was for the students. The city's economy was ultimately designed around the period after graduation. So that students don't lost their senses in another city,
simulations of their futures were established as a major premise.

Therefore, relief measures were enacted.

The loss of assets, those receiving the adjudication of bankruptcy receive financial support from the student council.
Of course this aid had to be repayed, and if they weren't, the certifications resulting from graduation would not be granted. While there were those who were held back due to unpaid, they were few.

At any rate, those enrolled in Zuellni never faced starvation due to financial problems.

Hence……for the time being, it comes to reason that cases of theft where students are the culprits are rare.

Particularly, theft of comestibles was seldom heard of.

"Why break into the produce warehouse……"

Layfon went right to the problem.

Though Layfon hadn't even been at Zuellni for a year, he still had a sufficient understanding of it. Before enrolling, he investigated the scholarship system and came to understand them both.

"If it's about the robbery details, their easy to understand."

While Formed had muttered that piece of information, he drank from his own tea.

Up until now, Layfon's classmate, Naruki, continued to stand motionlessly nearby.

"So, what was stolen?"

"……Nothing was stolen in this case. To be more accurate, it was an attempt."

"Huh?"

As a military artist, it was as if Layfon became necessary a necessary companion, and that was probably why he was called.
There were military artists in the city police. It maybe due to Zuellni's academic traditions, however in the Military Arts Department, there were those who were known as elites who also were platoon members.
Normally these individuals did not show interest in the typical activities of the city police.

However, there were times in Zuellni where research data would be targeted by people from other cities, and within those groups skilled military artists would be present.
For those instances, there were people in platoons who temporarily assist the city police.

Be as it may, it was short-term job unique to the Military Arts department.

Layfon at his classmate, Naruki's behest, found himself in that situation.

"What is it?"

For that reason he was called, however it was just a burglary attempt.

Furthermore, for produce. Even if something was stolen, it wasn't as if they could make off with it on a roaming bus.

"Well, hold on."

Formed stopped the bewildered Layfon.

"The problem lies with the contents of the assailed warehouse."

"Contents?"

"You know, don't you? Tomorrow is Van Allen's Day."

"No, you might say that I do know, however………"

It was apparently a day where one receives sweets from those of the opposite sex whom are reciprocating goodwill.
Though it was originally the custom of another city, companies in the Business Department involved in confectioneries had learned of it and had campaigned since last year.

With just a gathering of those at an age most interested in love, Zuellni's students received Van Allen's Day with fervor and an advertising struggle had grown considerably since last year.

"So, what about it?"

"On the Business Departments influence, the Manufacturing District had obtained several new species of produce and grew them for this day. The warehouse that was broken into contained one of those.

"Well………"

Even in saying that the ingredients for making sweets were targeted, the exact point was still unclear.

"Every raw ingredient contained in the warehouse was examined beforehand. Due to the wide variety, it took quite a while, but thankfully a knowledgeable person was there. The target was probably the Heartseer Fruit."

"Heartseer Fruit?"

Formed nodded in response.

"A confectionery known as Rinka placed the production order, and so the arrangement was for the fruit to be delivered this morning. Rinka wanted to use it as their featured product."

"So then why?"