Fuyuki Canteen

The violet that writes the song of love in the wind.

The girl's name is Violet.

Long ago, she had no surname and no first name.It wasn't until she met a man with green eyes who brought her into the world that she knew love and hate in ignorance.

The man is a soldier with the rank of Major.Birth is considered prominent, but it doesn't make much of a difference on the battlefield.

He is an excellent commander and a competent guardian.

The girl walked with him on the battlefield full of gunfire.She is the boy soldier, and the major is the supervisor and user.

According to common sense, no matter how useful a weapon is, it doesn't necessarily need a name.

But when Shao Zuo named her, he thought of the beautiful flowers that were incompatible with blood and gunpowder.

"...Violet."

"You will definitely grow into a woman worthy of this name in the future."

The girl stared at the gentle blue color in those eyes, and felt a different feeling in her heart for the first time.

She will be touched by the color that is milder than the water of the lake.

When she was persistently talking about the emerald that was heart-stirring, the girl at that time did not notice what kind of feelings flowed in the helpless eyes of the man looking back under the lamp.

It was much later that she understood what it was like.So long that the man has left forever.

The disordered throbbing in the chest and the indescribable feeling can only be described as "love".

The world has changed, the war is no longer, she lost her hands and the one she loves, but she understands important things that she could not understand before.

She writes love for others with her mechanical hands.

"As long as the customer is interested, he can come to the service no matter where he is. I am the automatic secretary doll service, Violet Evergarden."

The blond-haired, blue-eyed girl held up the snow-white bragi skirt with both hands, and bent to bid farewell to the red-eyed employer.

She picked up the dark brown leather trolley case, turned and left this beautiful and rich but quiet and lonely courtyard under the reluctant but grateful eyes of her employer.

The cocoa brown leather boots are soft to the touch on the fallen leaves of the path.The cool but gentle wind blows red and yellow fallen leaves across the girl's side.

Autumn has come.

Violet lowered her head and twirled a strand of blond hair blown away from her cheeks behind her ears, stopped for a while, and raised her pair of clear blue eyes to look at the sky.

The sky is as blue as washing, and there is no trace of impurities in the glass-like color, only the snow-white clouds in the embrace.

She looked at it for a while, lowered her head slightly, and touched the dark green gemstone on her chest as a brooch with her fingertips.

Today, I wrote "love" for others again.

I, who don't understand the major's intentions at all, have already felt a little bit of the true meaning of love in the brand new life you gave me.

Dear Major Gilbert, are you all right? Are you all right? Where are you now? Do you have any troubles?

Spring, summer, autumn, winter, the four seasons rotate, except for the season of the Major, which still hasn't come yet. *

The autumn wind blows her snow-white skirt and the crimson ribbon on her hair.

Violet watched silently for a while.It may be short, or it may be long, but she only took a moment to miss it, and then took another step forward.

She has always believed.Through all the people I met, I have always believed that she and the major will meet somewhere in this world.

Returning to the location of the C.H Postal Company of the Leidenshaftrich Empire through increasingly developed means of transportation, Violet walked on the street without falling into any embarrassment.

Logically speaking, it should be difficult.

At this embarrassing time near the afternoon, the lunch hour has passed, and it is not a suitable choice to go back to the company for a meal.

The employer originally considered this and wanted to keep Violet for lunch, but she declined.

Violet had already planned for such a situation.

She already had a better destination in mind.

Walking to the street where the company is located, Violet's footsteps suddenly turned.She walked into an alley without fear, and after a brief greeting with Beludikte who was passing through the street delivering letters, she calmly walked to the corner of the street.

The blonde doll finally stopped in front of an unremarkable restaurant.

The pale golden sunlight slanted from the building shone on her body, making her beautiful appearance divine like an oil painting.

Violet didn't go in directly.

She hesitated at the door for half a second, quietly observed the situation in the store through the glass, and after confirming that it was not too busy, opened the door and stepped inside.

The wind chime on the door rang softly.

With the crisp sound, Violet walked to the counter.

"The owner."

She called softly with a voice that was as clear as spring water, and footsteps came from the kitchen with the curtains hanging down. She froze for a moment, then softened almost imperceptibly.

"Miss Violet." The white-haired shopkeeper nodded and asked, "What do you need?"

"A yogurt, oatmeal, purple potato mash, a glass of lemonade, thank you."

"I see. Please wait a moment."

Violet nodded, watching the white-haired owner turn around and return to the kitchen, carrying his own suitcase, and looked around the store.

There are not many customers now, and many seats are still empty, only some of them are occupied.

When her eyes touched the familiar blonde hair, she found her target, took a step, and walked towards the table accurately.

"Your Ann, Miss Artoria. Long time no see, may I sit here?"

Violet asked softly.

The same girl with blond hair in a bun and a white dress and blue dress was sitting on the seat, as if waiting for her meal.

Hearing Violet's greeting, she turned her face around, revealing a face as beautiful and bright as the moonlight, and her pair of holy green pupils.

"Of course. Long time no see, Violet."

She agreed to speak with a steady and dignified voice, and then smiled slightly, "How are you doing recently?"

"Thanks to you, it's fine. Where's Artoria-san?"

Violet replied, putting the suitcase next to the empty seat in a familiar way.

"For Violet, it doesn't matter if you don't use honorifics." Arturia replied, "It's been pretty good recently, nothing special happened, it's just a normal day."

"Me too." Violet sat down across from Artoria, carefully straightened her skirt, and straightened her back. "As usual, accept the orders from the guests."

Before the meal was served, they chatted a little about their respective daily lives, unaware of the level of attention they had together.

They are all blond, blue-eyed, cold as the full moon beauties, with similar hairstyles and different styles of dress, but somewhat similar temperaments.It is also a relatively rare type in this store, so it is no wonder that many people are paying attention.

Just like the little boy with blond hair and red eyes eating dessert with a girl in school uniform with brown short hair next to him.He glanced distractedly, and smiled subtly as if remembering something.

The quiet and shy girl next to him asked him curiously: "Jil-jun, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I just thought that if the grown-up me was here, or if it was Caster, the situation would be very interesting."

The blond boy took a bite of the ice cream and replied with a smile.

"...Your Excellency's Jill-kun? Caster?"

The girl repeated the English words jerky, tilted her head slightly, her face was puzzled, obviously she didn't understand.

"But now I don't care." The blond boy thoughtfully skipped the topic, "Yukika, don't you want to try this dessert? Is it called tiramisu?"

On the other hand, Violet and Arturia's small talk continued.

Arturia talked about her recent situation with her cohabitant Shirou, her sisters and friends at home, and her favorite lion doll.Artoria would talk about the soba noodles Shirou made recently, the red bean pancakes she ate with Sakura on the street, and the black tea Rin brought.Violet listened carefully, and occasionally responded, expressing her opinion, such as saying that she had also received a bear doll or something.They seem to be people who don't talk much, but they talk very well, neither too much nor too little, everything is natural, and Violet even helped Artoria formulate a Shirou formula. A one-stage kendo practice program.

But no matter what, their conversation always ends with the last question.

"So, have you seen that person this time?"

"No. But I believe the Major must still be alive somewhere."

Violet lowered her eyes, and gently held the emerald gem with both hands. The color of the emerald was very similar to the eyes of the major in her memory, but it was also different from the color of Artoria's eyes in front of her. so similar.

She held the gemstone quietly, and after a few seconds of silence, she raised her head, looked directly at those familiar green eyes, and showed a soft smile:

"—Definitely, we will meet again."

"That's good." Arturia stared at her for half a second, and then smiled, her voice was calm and calm, "That person must be waiting for you somewhere in the world."

No matter how endless the wait is, as long as the two hearts are still missing each other, it will definitely come to an end one day.

Even if we wait in a distant place, we will meet again eventually.

The two smiled at each other.

In the eyes of many people, it is also a beautiful picture.

However, the blue-haired waiter who came with a tray broke the atmosphere:

"I've been waiting for a long time. Your pork cutlet rice bowl, yogurt, oatmeal, purple potato mash, and lemonade are here. Please take it easy."

"Thank you, Lancer."

Artoria took the big bowl of tonkatsu bowl and thanked him politely.

"You're welcome, Saber."

The blue-haired waiter put yogurt, oatmeal, and purple potato mash in front of Violet, smiled heartily, and left, leaving space for the two of them.

Seeing Altria, who was so full of attention on cooking and swaying with joy, Violet suddenly remembered the scene when she met her for the first time.

It was an afternoon, and she came to this restaurant by chance.

The reason is that when passing by, I saw a very friendly blonde girl from the glass window.She has beautiful pupils that are exactly the same as emerald gemstones, and the light and beautiful smile inside when she looks at the cooking are enough to make people feel happy.

Violet was attracted by the way she was eating alone but full of happiness, so she walked into this restaurant unconsciously.

After ordering for the first time, I looked around and there were no seats left.

After thinking for a while, Violet walked up to the blond girl sitting by the window, put aside any hesitation, and asked politely:

"Excuse me, may I sit here?"

The answer is yes.

And Violet, who was standing by the table at that time, saw those holy green pupils up close.Unlike the major, there is a more awe-inspiring beauty, but it is also a beautiful emerald, which almost makes people feel nostalgic.

This was the beginning of their wonderful friendship, which depended on this restaurant.

The conversation between the two has already made Violet realize the difference between the time they lived in and the world, and she believes that the keen Artoria must have noticed this.But this does not prevent them from becoming each other's friends, so they tacitly did not mention it deliberately.

Because I won't meet again outside the restaurant, I can unexpectedly and frankly tell my thoughts.

At least, that's the case for Violet.Since he is not from the same world, it doesn't matter if he tells Arturia the content and details of the entrustment in detail.

Artoria is unexpectedly interested in the stories of her clients.

She would even feel puzzled in the same place as Violet at that time.Fortunately, Violet was able to answer. After talking about the results of the commission, Arturia would also sincerely praise Violet for writing a great letter.

When Arturia listened to certain stories, her smile would reveal some kind of deep nostalgia.

Violet couldn't understand that expression, but she knew that she must be remembering something from the past.After seeing that expression that was too consistent with the client's face several times, Violet finally couldn't help asking Artoria if she wanted to write to someone, and she could help.

After hearing this question, Arturia froze for a moment, then laughed, hesitated for a moment, and thanked Violet for her kindness with a shake of her head, her lowered green eyes dimmed slightly:

"Those are words that can't be said. And even if I say what I want to say now, it's too late. It's too late...I have lost too many people."

That fleeting and touching smile was mixed with bitterness and relief.

Bitterness comes from memories, and relief comes from the present.

Violet seemed to understand something in a trance.She didn't mention this matter again, but when Artoria asked her why she made an automatic memory doll, she told her about the past with the major.

In this way, they gradually talked about everything until today.

Arturia on the opposite side happily ate the pork cutlet rice bowl.She really likes the owner's food and looks happy every time she eats it.It’s no wonder that the red-haired boy who came to look for her in the store once looked a little frustrated—I heard that the boy named Shirou was also very good at cooking, but Artoria couldn’t get rid of the manager’s skills, probably because of this I just care.

Looking to the opposite side, the fried golden pork chops are cut into strips and placed neatly on the snow-white rice covered with light yellow egg liquid. It is steaming, and the cut is slightly powdery. It can be imagined only by vision. The crispness of the breadcrumb crust and the tenderness and juiciness of the pork steak underneath.There are also green vegetables next to it, which appear to be nutritionally balanced, which shows that the chef is a careful person.

No wonder.Because after tasting the owner's handiwork, Violet also found it an unforgettable delicacy, to the point where even if she didn't know Artoria, she would definitely visit it frequently.Violet, who doesn't place much emphasis on appetite, also likes the food here very much.

Take the yogurt, oatmeal and purple potato mash in front of her as an example.

The inverted cup-shaped deep purple mashed potatoes are covered with pure white thick yogurt, a simple but beautiful structure like a snow mountain, and sprinkled with oats and nuts.A shallow circular pit was dug in the center of the top, and dark amber tapioca pearls were filled in, and a small amount of syrup seemed to be poured on it. Overall, it is very elegant and lovely.

Violet picked up the spoon and dug lightly.

The soft mashed purple potato easily fell off with the yogurt.After a full spoonful is delivered to the mouth, the mouthfeel of oatmeal and nuts is completely opposite to that of purple potato puree, which adds a rich layer to this dish. The slightly yogurt and nut aroma mixed in the sweetness is even more addictive. .

Even though it is not the first time to taste this dish, every spoonful still contains a satisfying sense of surprise.

Violet savored the late lunch carefully, but inadvertently heard a familiar voice.

This made her second spoonful delayed.

"...Kozart, we can try godfather next time. Shall we call Damon and Arnold?"

"No, let's forget about Arnold. Speaking of which, has Damon recently..."

The laughter of the young people blew past my ears like the wind.

Violet sat where she was, silently listening to their conversation.

A familiar, nostalgic voice.But there are still many differences.

She turned her eyes slightly, and the tall blond-haired young man and his red-haired friend walked by, seemingly heading towards the counter to pay.Even if it's just a glimpse, the rare and dazzling orange-red pupils under the blond hair are still very eye-catching.

"what happened?"

Arturia sensed her pause and raised her head to ask her.

Violet withdrew her eyes from watching the young people's backs go away, and smiled slightly.

"It's nothing, I just remembered that person again."

It does look alike, but not that much alike.Always misidentifying the wrong person in the crowd, but at the first moment he knew it was not him at all, but he still refused to give up even the slightest possibility.

In the final analysis, maybe it’s just too much miss.

The four seasons rotate, and I also understand "love".

Even if I don't know what I will meet in the future, I will always wait until the day when we meet again.

Because I wanted to tell him that sentence that was long overdue——

I love you.

The author has something to say:

Yes, you read that right, Young Flash is treating Sanzhi to dessert.Adult Shan is a bit interested in Saber, but young Shan prefers the type of Sanzhi (from FHA).

Recently, that Yukiko Sange of FR really surprised me.Kojiro...

Also, the CVs of Giotto and Major are both Namikawa.

Namikawa has played many other famous characters, but I think the voice line of the first generation is quite similar to that of Shao Zuo, haha.

The godfather mentioned at the end is spirits, and Giotto and Simon are discussing which friends to call next time they go to the bar for a drink.

small theater:

Medea (Caster): So cute!Want to change clothes!

Gilles de Rais (Caster): Ahhh...!Almighty God, why did you send the two Joan of Arc before me!