On the other side of the window, the sun was setting.
“Ah,” the First Officer remarked as he sorted out some documents on his desk. A sense of foreboding crept up Feodor’s spine.
“I screwed up. Postie’s already gone off.”
Postie was their pet name for the mail collection golem. In Lyell, many essential services had already been automated, with the postal service being one of them. It was staffed by golems which ran around town everyday to collect, sort and deliver mail. They were highly reliable, with an accident rate lower than even that of normal postal services in other cities. Even with Lyell’s other services grinding to a halt, the mail golems were still running smoothly.
Although the mail golem service was convenient, it was, however, not without drawbacks. For one, it was too rigid and uncompromising. They went to fixed locations at fixed times to collect and deliver mail. Outside of those times, they neither collected nor delivered anything.
Continue reading “[Sukamoka Vol. 2] Chapter 4 Part 2: Feodor”
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Recently, the machinery forming Lyell City had fallen into poor condition.
Their mechanical movements grew more sluggish everywhere with every passing day, some areas already having stopped functioning entirely. Consequently, circulation of steam and electrical energy ground to a halt, and there were even small explosions or leak incidents.
The cityscape of Lyell was built up of old machinery. These complicated, intricately intertwined mechanisms worked together as one massive device that behaved almost as if it were alive. No one person understood its full complexity, yet they could go on living in the city with peace of mind exactly because of their faith in the machines that had functioned without pause ever since ancient times.
It was an unwavering belief, not unlike how one might view rain falling from the sky or the movements of the seasons. They were able to arrange their daily lives around the idea that such things had been around and would always be. Since the large city was too-quickly welded together with springs and steel plates, no one could grasp the entire story. But even if they couldn’t understand it, at least the machines would keep on diligently and steadfastly working.
These assumptions were now beginning to break down.
Continue reading “[Sukamoka Vol.2] Chapter 3 Part 4: Tiny Family”
Three days had passed since the investigation began.
Within a place shrouded in darkness, Tiat Shiba Ignareo held her breath.
Continue reading “[Sukamoka Vol.2] Chapter 3 Part 3: Special Duty Team”
Tiat and Collon were gone.
After telling him they’d be sent on a special mission, they had abruptly departed to another island. No one had informed him of the particulars of their mission, but it was likely something bothersome anyway.
Will the mission go smoothly, or result in another stupidly destructive suicide attack?
Worrying about such possibilities as if it was normal filled him with a deep sense of discontentment. In the end, all he could do was curse at the reckless fairies: Hurry up and finish so you can return.
In this manner, a few days passed.
Continue reading “[Sukamoka Vol.2] Chapter 3 Part 2: Overturned Toy Box”