Actually, I felt that visiting Silvia's little dessert shop with Sandora was not a particularly wise choice, because I had apparently forgotten what that silver-haired mole's peculiar slowness could lead to—
Who knew how long she would take to prepare enough pastries to fill Sandora up? Before that, Sandora might starve to death. Of course, it was even more likely that Sandora would sweep her mouth across the place and demolish Silvia's Shop.
Well, we were already at the door, so there was no point thinking about it.
"Ding-a-ling..." The pleasant chime of wind bells rang as the glass door was pushed open. Sandora and I entered the always-quiet dessert shop and found, as expected, that there was not a single person inside.
Silvia's dessert shop rarely received customers in the first place. That was because the foolish silver-haired mole had absentmindedly opened it right beside a military blockade. She had special authorization, so there was no issue with it, but ordinary residents of Shadow City would not casually approach a military blockade for no reason. The nearest Shadow Fortress was filled with Imperial Soldiers and the like—where would she find regular dessert-shop customers? Silvia could only expect two kinds of customers on ordinary days. One was students from the Military Academy, especially the Misaka Sisters, who occasionally came to buy sweets. But the Military Academy was quite far away, so the Misakas rarely came here. The other was a small number of Mass-Produced Hosts in the base. Perhaps due to some as-yet unexplained logical mutation, some mass-produced Shilin Mainframes in Shadow Fortress behaved differently from their other mass-produced sisters. They were interested in desserts, making them Silvia's Shop's only regular customers.
But at this hour, no one would definitely be dropping by.
Silvia's Shop was like a secluded haven