SAME TREE, DIFFERENT BRANCHES. Life goes on in the annex branch of Café Moriartea. Maviel resumes her apprenticeship under Sigmund. Landice is still reading books at the barista's corner. Nikolai is still making sure that the shop is squeaky clean. Everything is going well . . . until the annex branch staff chances upon a case involving the staff of the main branch. A dormant rivalry heats up the same way a cold pasta is reheated in a microwave oven. Coffee isn't the only thing brewing between the two branches of Café Moriartea. * * * * This is the sequel to my 2017 story MORIARTEA. Read that story before reading this one.
9 parts