>>30465366>>30467946"Hi there, boss"
"...You seems to be empty today"
"The hell does that mean? Whatever, I'll have a super strong stuffs cup today and a brownie".
"Ah what is the word? looks!, you looks empty today is what I meant to say"
"Ah, sure"
As the fisherman turns to look at the table he misses his step and trips into the ground, the quiet thump shocking the coffee shop owner.
"...See what I mean!" the coffee shop owner comments.
"..." The fisherman does not reply. As he stands up he looks to the tables and sees just who is in table 3 today, the sound of machinery and pneumatics giving it away. An onobot.
The onobot is somehow grabbing on to the coffee cup by strange means and sipping it, not really sipping it, more like dripping it over the place where its mouth should be. The fisherman sits in table 3 to wait for the coffee order.
"Organic lifeform, you have sit across me, is there any reason for it?"
"Nope", what about you, uh, mechanical lifeform? Should I move?"
"Do not! I don't get to talk to humans such as you very often, or in general"
"...I see, let's make small talk then, how are you drinking your coffee?"
"Carefully" the onobot cackles to itself
"...I see"
Clever little bot. What a jokester, what a funky robot.
"Har Har Har. That is called a joke! To answer your question, some officials of your nation offered to buy me a coffee cup and coffee cake for knowledge of how I was built, that and for doing their paperwork"
The fisherman thinks to himself for a moment, people of this nation certainly get to work fast.
The onobot continues "Unbeknownst to them, I do not have information on how I am built, but I was able to grant them research documents on onobots"
"Well, good for them I guess, this coffee shop is pretty nice... can you taste the coffee"
"I specifically had taste drivers installed for this ocassion"
"I'll pretend I know what that means"
"I can give you a detailed explanation about it if you wish for it"
While the fisherman is very curious, his mind is too exhausted from the earlier play to digest any potential new facts. "Nah, it's fine"
"Then I will ask a question now! Just like a conversation between humans! Tell me Mr. uh, apologies, what is your name?"
"Now that's a good question"
The server comes by to give the super strong stuffs coffee and the brownie.
"So will you tell me your name?"
"No" The fisherman takes a long sip. The server interrupts "He's just being an asshole, feel free to call him fisherman, that's what he's called by most people anyways"
"... an asshole? I understand! That is what humans who are being rude to each other say between them, am I correct" The robot asks the server "Yes, you're correct" The server replies rapidly.
"Good! My studies are going well! Then, Mr. Fisherman, just as you have not told me your name I will not tell you my designation"
"Mhm, sheams awraight" says the fisherman as he bites the brownie.
"I will continue on with my question, how do you worship your deity?"
"My deity... we have a bunch of deities, spirits, and other persons of worship, if you refer to the nameless one, the temples organize parties and events every once in a while where they spread stories about her, the library has a bunch of legends that will often get given to people in the streets as 'reading weeks', it depends on person by person, some do quiet worship, others get together with friends and get drunk, there's no real 1 way to do it, you see"
"...Interesting, my land has many deities too, the great queen Onolumi gives us much homework to spread around and that we must give back to her, in fact, I will give you some homework"
The onobot grabs something from the bag towards his side, a paper with drawings on it.
"Alright then, I've always been good at math by the way"
"You misunderstand me, this homework is not math, please unroll the paper"
On the paper there seemed to be artwork of a very beautiful white haired woman showing off her very large bust in clothes of a maid.
"..." The fisherman simply looks and observes the artwork, it is in fact, very good artwork.
"This was made by my favorite artist over at my land, I have made a few copies to spread"
"...Well, it's pretty good" The fisherman is noticing all the little details that just give life to this 'homework'
"Of course it is! I will allow you to keep it as my gift, now, I have to get going, it's very late and the embassy must be waiting for me. Thanks for having this talk with me"
"Yeah no problem, anytime we meet.
The large robot moves with surprising swiftness that one may not expect from a mechanical marvel such as that and quickly exits the shop.
"This is very good, but I can't quite take my mind off of that theather play"
The server cuts in "The robot left you with the pay"
"Son of a bitch"
