Welcome Neptunia Fans to the third installment of my Dimension Tripper series. I'd like to clarify this now so that you won't get confused, you don't really need to read any of the other installments because this multi-chapter story has a plot of it's own and a different development, but I'll still be making use of my OC, Amadeus.

As you can also see, this story is going to be a rom-com centered around the CPU of Lastation and a certain dimension tripper machinist.

Disclaimer: Hyperdimension Neptunia is the property of Idea Factory and Compile Heart, loaded with direct references to other companies as well as their properties. I do not claim ownership over anything pertaining to the Neptunia series or any related properties. This is a nonprofit fan work.

With that said, enjoy! :-)

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Chapter 1: Cups of White Coffee

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~A two-story brown and brass steampunk house/workshop in Lastation, early morning~

The sound of cranking, gears whirring, cogs turning, and several other machine sounds could be heard from a certain house/workshop tht can be found in the capital city of the land of black regality, Lastation. Nothing's particularly special about such an occurance. Afterall, this nation is sort of known for being industrialized and steampunk-ish, which means that several machines were always either roaming around or currently working in some building.

Back to the topic at hand, one could hear several machine-like noises coming from the inside of the house/workshop, which stood out from the rest because of it's design. It maintained a design that seemed to be a crossover between an 18th century house in london with 19th century brass and brown steampunk. The color itself already stood out since most of the buildings in the capital took on a much gloomier and grayscale color scheme.

Anyways, what could be going on inside said housr/workshop. Could somebody be creating a new invention that would transcend the very boundaries if reality and finally propel Lastation ahead of Planeptune in terms of technological progress? Perhaps somebody was repairing a prototype of a new invention after several tests and making improvements so that it would-

"Minerva, Breakfast is ready."

...or somebody could just be making breakfast for two.

A white-haired boy with creamy white skin that looked to be about 17 years old was shutting off a rather large and complex looking machine that was welded on the wall. It was made of brass and showed several of it's components as gear and cogs could be seen slowing down. There was even a compartment that held something brown...oh wait, that's just a coffee maker...wait, what?

The young teen brought a mug his lips and took a small sip, before sighing in contentment as he continued to turn off the various machines that were either welded onto the wall or placed on top of another machine. All machines held the same theme as his coffee maker.

The teen's white hair flowed down in spikes that seemed to branch upwards. He wore glasses that were covered his lavender eyes half-way and was wearing a black shirt over a brown leather jacket a pair or of black jeans and a pair of brown leather shoes. He also had a leather...mechanic's hat? Yeah that's the best way to out it, but it wasn't like the snap back type, but more of the rim is slanting downward type.

Anyhoo, said young teen walked over to the table to pick up the two plates.

~DING~

Just in time for two medium-sized stacks of pancakes to pop out of another machine welded to the ground of the house's kitchen. The young boy placed the stack on the two plates and proceeded to apply the necessary additions to said pastries.

Just in time for a little girl of 8 years old with the same hair and eye color as the young teen to walk inside the kitchen, while wearing her large lavender night gown and a book in her hand as the other one rubbed her eyes groggily. Isn't that cute. The little girl's hair was straight, reached her waist, and had two separate bundles tied with white ribbons on the sides of her head, her bangs also reached her forehead.

"Good morning, big brother." Said Minerva with a yawn.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." Greeted the girl's brother before placing a plate of pancakes in front of the little girl, who had sat down on the table, and sitting down on his seat as well.

Only then did he realize that he had forgotten to get them anything to drink. Standing up, he quickly approached their fridge, which was also mechanical, and opened it.

"..."

Only to reveal that whatever he was about to get, wasn't there...because the fridge was empty, which prompted the white haired teen to blink in surprise and confusion.

"You forgot to buy groceries." Minerva's statement made the boy freeze. The girl's voice wasn't accusing in any sense of the word. As a matter of fact, the statement was filled innocent obliviousness.

The young teen could only laugh at his own silliness and forgetfulness. He turned to face Minerva with an apologetic smile and closed eyes.

"Sorry about that, Minerva. I'll just make a quick ride to the grocery store, okay?" Said the young teen before inching closer to the door that led out of the kitchen. "You just stay put, okay?"

"Okay, Big brother"

Thr young teen smiled back before going into the garage, which was probably the bigges part of the house, since it had so many tools, cars, vehicles, machines etc. Some were even broken, while some had some of it's parts scattered around. It was clear that the young boy was a mechanic of sorts. At any rate, the boy grabbed a nearby key and walked over to a brass chopper-style motorcycle.

The garage doors opened and out went the young teen known as Amadeus in search for groceries.

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~Somewhere in the Lastation Capital City, early morning~

"You forgot the groceries, again?" Asked a certain cashier who was quite so obviously familiar with the white-haired youth. One might even say that they meet on a regular basis, but not in dating sense. Amadeus was just the stores go-to-mechanic when their trucks start going on the frits.

"hehehehehe" Amadeus could only laugh nervously as the cashier NPC rolled her eyes amusedly, before handing over the groceries.

"Say hi to your sister for me"

"will do"

With that exchange, Amadeus placed his groceries in his inventory and was about to get on his motorcycle, when he spotted a new game release in a nearby game shop. Well, he does have a surplus of credits from his workshop business and Minerva might like the new game...

Amadeus walked over to the game shop and went inside to ask about the NPC cashier about the new game release. He was about to purchase it when...

"Amadeus, my boy, is that you?"

...a certain middle-aged man with a rather stout figure wearing a business suit of sorts slick black hair and a pair of glasses came into view.

"Mister Walter, it's good to see you again" said Amadeus with a delighted smile, while the man walked over to him and clasped him on the back. Looks like Amadeus really is quite popular with some of the citizens.

"How've you been my boy? how's the business?" inquired Mr. Walter with a smile on his face.

"It's all been great really, people are coming to me with either repairs or requests, while some are even asking me to make one of my machines for them" replied Amadeus.

"Can't say I blame them, that coffee maker of yours is simply divine, my morning isn't complete without it"

Both of them laughed, before mr. Walter asked the mechanic an honest question.

"What brings you here on this fine day?"

"Oh, I was just getting some groceries" mr. Walter chuckled at that, but didn't comment. "and I saw the new game release so decided to buy it for Minerva"

Hearing that, Mr. Walter walked over to the display in the window and grabbed a copy, before throwing it to the white-haired boy with a simple "catch"

Thankfully, the copy of the game landed in Amadeus' hands before it could drop to the ground. Amadeus only looked at it confusedly.

"No charge"

As soon as those words left Mr. Walter's mouth, Amadeus immediately began to protest by spewinh out several reasons along the lines of "He was willing to pay the amount" and "this could reduce their profits", but Mr. Walter only waved his hands over his head in a dismissive gesture, while reassuring Amadeus the whole time.

"Think of this as a thank you gift" said Mr. Walter with a big smile on his face. "If it weren't for you my business would probably be on the decline right now and that game wouldn't even be in the window of my shop"

"Still..." Amadeus wanted to argure more.

"Remember how many times you drove all the way to the Lastation and Planeptune border and repaired my delivery trucks so that the new games could get here in time?" Asked Mr. Walter with a raised eyebrow, but Amadeus only pursed his lips in thought, which made the middle-aged man chuckle. "Too many times to count." Answered Mr. Walter.

"Now if I asked another mechanic to do the same thing, during those multiple occasions, how much would that mechanic charge me?"

"Based on the repairs that I needed to do on your trucks during those occassions...I'd say that another mechanic would've charged you...45,000 credits" replied Amadeus with a growing uneasy expression on his face, while Mr. Walter only smiled even wider; seeing a victory for him.

"And how much did you charge me?" The man asked with a raised eyebrow and a teasing smile. Amadeus was about open his mouth to protest, but the man went on "less than half of what another mechanic would. Now, multiply that with just how many times you did those repairs and I'd say that you saved my shop thousands if not hundreds of thousands of credits with repairs. Not only that, but every time you made a repair, it took longer to break and you even gave us tips on how to maintain them. That's what I call getting more than what I bargained for. So go on, bring that game over to little Minerva because I'm not going to take no for an answer" said Mister Walter with finality.

"Jeez..." Amadeus could only chuckle slightly and scratch the back of head. "You make it sound like I'm some sort of Patron saint. All I did was fix up your trucks I didn't even need to use that many parts."

"Modest as ever" said Mister Walter with an amused chuckle. "You shouldn't sell yourself short now, my boy. Just look around the streets of Lastation and you'll find thousands of testaments to your good deeds. Why I wouldn't be surprised if our goddess, Lady Black Heart, would give you some award or reward of sorts"

"D-don't be ridiculous..." Said Amadeus with a notieable tint of red on his cheeks. "The Black sisters are too busy making sure that their nation's citizens are in good health and leading Lastation to new heights to pay attention to someone like me" His tone was wistful and held noticeable admiration and mirth as he looked out of the window and at the basilicom. He even felt his lips gently curve upward.

"You never know." Mister Walter was definitely trying to subdue the urge to tease the white-haired machinist, but he could understand the admiration. "A little birdie even told me that she had her oracle looking into your profile, as well as, interview some of your customers"

Amadeus just kept looking at the basilicom dreamily. What he wouldn't give to work for her goddess as the basilicom's machinist.

"Go on and get that game to you sister, she's probably starving" said Mister Walter playfully, which seemed to snap Amadeus out of his trance. "Oh and just so you don't try..." The man began before turning to the NPC cashier. "He's probably going to hand you the payment as soon as I leave, under no circumstances are you going to accept it, okay?"

"Yes sir" nodded the NPC with a smile.

Amadeus just laughed heartily at that; he definitely knew him well, that's for sure. He walked out of the door with another goodbye before hopping onto his motorcycle and started driving home.

As if proving the gameshop owner's point, several citizens that were out of their houses started waving at him with big smiles on their faces, which he promptly returned, while keeping a watchful eye on the road.

Clearly, this was a machinist that was adored by his fellow Lastationites.

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~Lastation Basilicom, Noire's office, late morning~

Noire was...working...as usual. The workaholic tsundere Lastation goddess was looking over report after report and signing them like there was no tomorrow. Geez, no wonder she has no friends.

Noire suddenly flared up with anger.

"I AM TRYING TO MAKE MY NATION FLOURISH SO IT'S NATURAL THAT I-" a cranky Noire cut herself off when she realized that she was talking to no one in particular. Seriously, what's with that attitude, I know she's supposed to be a tsundere, but- "I AM NOT A TSUNDERE!"

...This is way too grouchy even for her...well, I guess I can't blame her, I mean she does have to work on a stack of paperwork that was easily two meters tall, so I suppose that's understandable.

At any rate, the reason behind such a woken-up-on-wrong-side-of-the-bed attitude is simple; their coffee maker was broken. Noire didn't usually grouch about her paperwork or the surplus of it all because she could handle it just fine, but she usually had a cup of coffee in the morning to perk her up. In a way, that cup of coffee was her little start-the-day-right motivator and without it...well we get this grouchy tsundere Noire.

As if her bad mood wasn't enough, she also couldn't focus on her work because she haf harder time than usual since she didn't have anything to wake her up.

The whole situation was counterproductive as it is, she wasn't getting any work done and her mood wasn't getting any better, she stood up from her seat with closed eyes and proceeded to walk out of her office.

She transformed near the window and began flying over the streets of Lastation to fulfill her morning cafeine needs.

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~Lastation Shopping District, Steambot Café, A little while after Noire's departure~

Noire landed near a table and deactivated her HDD. She quietly sat down on the chair provided with closed eyes, a frown gracing her lips and her hands laced together. Never a good sign. Noire would usually gracefully and politely smile at her NPC waitress first and will calmly wait with either a distant expression or a piece of parchment in hand.

"One white coffee and two bagels"

Yup, definitely in a bad mood because the waitress said nothing more, as she walked back inside with a smile of sympathy gracing her lips.

Inside the Café, the waitress would discover that the coffee maker wasn't working, which was rather unfortunate given the fact that Noire was already impatient and in a bad mood as it is. Luckily, a machinist was already making the necessary repairs and not just any machinist, but the same one that sold them this coffee maker in the first place.

"There, that should fix it" said Amadeus as he started up the machine. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the machine started purring and the gear started turning.

"Bless you, Amadeus. Honestly, this is very considerate of you; dropping in like this on such short notice" said the NPC café owner.

"It's no problem, I don't mind, I'm almost finished with my other jobs anyway, so you don't need to pay me anything" said Amadeus, while waving his hand in dismissal.

"that's too kind of you Amadeus. We couldn't possibly...at least take a dozen of these cream cheese Bagels for you and your sister" the NPC shop owner insisted when he saw Amadeus waving hands. "It would set my conscience right"

"Okay then, thank you" Amadeus said before taking the paper bag filled with the pastries and turning to leave, but he suddenly noticed a waitress with an...urgent expression on her face.

"Sir, I need one white coffee and two bagels"

If that had a hidden meaning to it, then Amadeus certainly didn't understand the meaning behind it because the staffs' eyes suddenly widened in alert and mortification.

"How bad?"

"Severely"

The NPC shop owner only shuddered and so did the others, when the waitress answered. Amadeus only raised an eyebrow at this sort of conversation, which only they seemed to understand. It was like they were talking using code words and sentences. Amadeus had no idea that the translation of "one white coffee and two bagels" was "Lady Black Heart is cranky"

The shop owner NPC suddenly turned to Amadeus with somewhat pleading eyes that were mirrored by the staff.

"Amadeus...um...could we possibly ask you a favor?"

Amadeus only tilted his head to the side confusedly.

"Well...uh...there is...this customer who comes by...some times...and during those occasions she is usually grouchy"

The NPC shop owner didn't have to say more because Amadeus only have them a kind smile, placed his bag of bagels on the countertop and proceeded to man the coffee maker with a small and confident smile.

They wanted him to make coffee, so that their cranky customer would cool off and enjoy the rest of the day happily.

At any rate, Amadeus was like a bartender with how expertly he looked while mixing together various coffee ingredients in a mug. He was really showing off at this point, but he liked mixing various beverages and ingredients to make drinks so this was right up his alley. The white coffee poured out of the machine and into the mug. He then grabbed the cream and proceeded to pour it into the cup in such a way that there was a flower design on it.

He placed the mug on the saucer and two cream cheese bagels on another, before placing them both on a tray.

"One white coffee for one customer who needs an uplift" Said Amadeus before turning to them with a smile. "So who is the customer?"

Amadeus was curious as to who this supposed cranky customer was and all the white-haired teen got in return were a few teasing smirks.

"It's Lady Black Heart"

His heart skipped a beat.

"Oh."

Amadeus said before turning around to leave in an attempt to hide his blush from them.

"You know, I think Lady Black Heart would appreciate it if she had a good-looking waiter serving her"

"Gh-"

"Yeah, that'll probably lighten her mood whole lot more"

"Gh-"

Amadeus could feel the flow of blood in his cheeks and he was hoping and praying that it wasn't as obvious as he thought it was.

"Why don't you go ahead and serve her, Amadeus?" Suggested the NPC shop owner.

"O-okay" agreed Amadeus, even if it was just so that he could finally get out of that embarassing situation. He grabbed the tray and proceeded to walk over to the table, trying his best to ignore the teasing smiles from everyone in the café, yes everyone in the café knew him because he had done a repair for them at least once and all of them had an inkling that the white-haired machinist admired the goddess of black.

"Here you are, Lady Black Heart" said Amadeus in the most appropriate tone he can manage, while trying his hardest to keep his voice from cracking. Pretty much everyone in the café had to supress their urge to giggle or squeal.

Noire opened one of her eyes and looked up at the source of the voice. He stared at Amadeus' face for quite some time and the boy remained calm and collected as he smiled, even though his heart was doing marathons in his chest. She closed her eyes again and picked up the coffee with a quiet "thanks".

Amadeus bowed before heading back inside to grab the bagels, ignore the teasing smirks, hop on his motorcycle and ride back to his house/workshop; completely oblivious to the fact that Noire watched him as he went.

The Goddess of black shrugged before proceeding to take a sip of her coffee.

"...!"

Only for her eyes to shoot wide open in shock because of the flavor that had just passed her lips. She took a deeper sip and took a deep breath; savoring the aroma. It was amazing, that much she could say at this point.

"Excuse me, miss..." Asked the goddess of black; her grouchy mood all but forgotten.

"Hmm?"

"Who made this?"

"the boy who served it to you just a few moments ago, Lady Black Heart" the NPC had to supress her urge to squeal like a high school girl.

"I see..." Said Noire while eying the waitress with a raised eyebrow before turning her head to the direction where Amadeus left.

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~Amadeus and Minerva's House/workshop, mid-day~

After parking his motorcycle in the garage, Amadeus got off and headed straight for the kitchen with the bag of bagels in hand. He placed it on the countertop before looking around the house.

"Minerva, I'm home!" Called out Amadeus, but all he got in return was silence. He pursed his lips in thought and contemplation, before he remembered a simple fact that explained the absence of a response from his little sister.

It was a weekend and that means...

He walked into the living room and sure enough, Minerva was playing 4 goddesses online on her laptop, while playing the game he had just bought for her on her Lastation Vita. How she was able to play two games at once he'll never know.

Amadeus just smiled at her little sister's antics with and exasperated shake of his head. He then whistled slightly before waving the paperbag of bagels in front of him. Minerva just stretched out one hand, while she continued to play both games with her other, which made Amadeus laugh heartily before handing a bagel to her cute little sister.

Little Minerva munched on it, while still playing both games. A few seconds later, her eyes widened and her fingers started focusing on her laptop more; the Vita completely forgotten as she grew more frantic with her laptop.

Curious, Amadeus walked over to see what could be happening at that moment for Minerva to act so frantically. Once she saw that her guild was having a bit of trouble, he just smiled and said.

"Would you like your big brother to help you?"

Minerva only nodded frantically and panickingly, while Amadeus nonchalantly took out his own laptop from his inventory and proceeded to log in to his account and travel to where their guild was currently performing a raid.

Soon enough after a few minutes of nonchalant gaming, their guild gained the upper hand and were about to succeed the raid, but Amadeus ahd to admit that he wasn't doing all the work, he wasn't the one who solely carried the whole guild. Minerva played a huge role in the raid that much was certain, but there were also the players named "Rotten-Goddess7264" and "ILoveBlackHeart538" who weren't half-bad and were really skilled even.

"Are you sure that your guild won't get into any trouble anymore?" Asked Amadeus just before he was about to log out. Minerva nodded and looked at him thankfully, albeit shyly.

"Thank you, Big Brother"

"No problem, Minerva" he said before grabbing the rest of the bagels and heading out to the garage or the workshop side of their house.

"Okay then it's time to get to work" Amadeus said before taking of his brown jacket and walking towards a broken sports car of sorts with a few tools in his inventory, a list of the car's parts and the blueprints for that model in hand. Well, as much as, he loved playing MMOs with his sister while eating bagels and serving her tsundereness as a waiter, he still had a job to do.

Amadeus suddenly blushed for no reason that he could understand, but he could've sworn that somebody had just made fun of his little event with his goddess a few moments ago.

He just shrugged before proceeding to get to work.

The garage looked like a typical mechanic's shop, but with a more steampunk feel to it. Also, it looked strangely tidy, which was a sharp contrast to how the stereotypical mechanic's shop usually looked like. It wasn't as noisy as the stereotypical mechanic's workshop either. The only noise that could be heard was the occasional cranking, gear turning, and other automotive sounds, other than that there was background music playing throughout the whole garage as Amadeus slightly nodded and swayed with one of 5pb's latest songs, while he kept on working on the broken sports car.

Twas, the daily life of the mechanic and machnist known as Amadeus, but he didn't really seem to mind. He has a very large income every month, a lot of friends, a loving sister, and a great and thriving business. What more could he ask for?

A little later in the day, Amadeus managed to finish the sports car he was working on and was currently settling the invoice with NPC owner of the vehicle who was more than a little overjoyed to see that her car looked like it was fresh from the factory and even moreso by the fact that her invoice was relatively cheap compared to what she had expected. Did I mention that Amadeus was also skilled in restoration? Well, he is, but he rarely has the opportunity to do so, since most of the owners were in rush.

The NPC sports car owner even tried to invite the white-haired mechanic to a party that she was going to tonight, to which Amadeus politely declined, explaining that he had some more work to do in his garage.

The boy was about to go back inside their house, so that he could get a headstart on cooking dinner, but a ring from his cellphone stopped him in his tracks. He picked it up and stared at the unidentified caller ID with confusion. He picked up the call, as he walked towards the kitchen.

"Hello? May I help you?" Asked Amadeus as he prepared the ingredients for their dinner and laid them down on the table.

"Yes, I'm looking for an Amadeus." Stated a slightly boyish-sounding voice.

"Yes, this is him speaking, might I ask who I am speaking to?" Asked Amadeus, completely loss as to what's going on.

"This is Kei Jinguji, the oracle of Lastation"

Amadeus almost dropped the ingredients he was still carrying once he heard that little piece of information. Kei Jinguji? The oracle? Lady Black Heart's right hand of sorts (next to Uni)? What could she want with him?

"I-I see and how may I help the oracle of Lastation at this hour?" Amadeus tried to keep his tone under control, but he was clearly failing. He was already starting to stutter, but the oracle either didn't notice or didn't mind.

"I assume that you were the one who made the coffee Noire drank this morning" came Kei's reply, which sounded somewhat amused and Amadeus got the distinct expression that she was smiling.

"Yes..." Amadeus agreed as he drawled out the word carefully.

"Then I'd like to request your services for two simple matters that are surely within your area of expertise" Amadeus was definitely starting to get giddy with excitement.

"I see and what would you want this humble machinist to do?" Asked Amadeus with a growng smile on his face.

"Nothing overly complex, I simply need you to repair our coffee maker or if you prefer replace it with one of your own" Kei said with smile in her voice, as Amadeus was pinching himself constantly in making sure that this wasn't a dream. "And Noire has requested an audience with you as well over a cup of coffee"

"I-I-I see, and when would this audience be?" Amadeus asked casually.

"Around tomorrow morning, I'll inform the staff to let you in, once you arrive"

"I see and thank you"

"It's my pleasure"

Once he hung up, he just stood there with a growing smile on his face. The Lastation basilicom was in need of help and they were coming to him, not only that but lady black heart wanted to talk to him. It was just a great day that much was certain, at this point.

After that little event, he went ahead and started preparing dinner for the both of them.

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~Lastation Basilicom, Kitchen, the following day, early morning~

Amadeus may have been a tad too eager to get up that following morning, since he woke up at around 5 o'clock in the morning, prepared breakfast, left a note for Minerva saying where he was going to be, and practically shredded through the quiet streets of the Lastation Capital city. At any rate, the basilicom staff seem to welcome him warmly and commented that he was rather bit too early than expected. To which, he only laughed nervously, scratched the back of his head, and replied with:

"I guess I was just a bit too eager"

Well, his eagerness aside, he was currently inside the Lastation basilicom's kitchen looking for the coffee maker that he supposed to repair, but what he found couldn't even be called a coffee maker, in his opinion, all it appeared to be was a heater for water. Did his goddesses really put up with this kind of coffee to start her mornings? No wonder she was cranky yesterday.

Amadeus just shook his head in disbelief.

"The Goddesses of Lastation shouldn't be cutting corners like this..." He mumbled to himself, while frowning. Luckily, he had built a copy of his own coffee machine last night and had brought it with him today, since Kei had gave him permission to install his own coffee machine, if necessary. In his opinion, it was indeed necessary.

With the intention to fix their "coffee maker" swept away by the wind in an instant, Amadeus got to work with installing and assembling his own version of a coffee maker; making sure to keep the noises to a minimum, seeing as that he didn't want to wake his goddesses up so early in the morning and it didn't, but it did wake up a fellow white-haired person.

"You seem to be quite early" came the voice of Kei Jinguji as he appeared by the boy's side with her usual poker face, albeit with a small smile gracing her lips.

"Hm? Oh yes, well...um...I just didn't want to make my goddesses wait, that's all. And...I was a bit too eager I suppose" Amadeus said sheepishly with an awkward headscratch.

"I see, well Noire and Uni are still fast asleep, given the time" she pointedly looked at the clock, which stated that the time was 6 o'clock. "You could wait here or you could go home for the time being and I'll just call you once they're awake" Kei suggested, but to Amadeus the choice was obvious.

"I'll just wait for my goddesses to wake up." Amadeus said with a kind smile before pointing at their new coffee machine with a raised eyebrow. "Coffee?"

"Please"

With that response, Amadeus immediately began makin and preparing the coffee. It's a good thing that he brought some white coffee beans and a few other ingredients with him, since their kitchen was more or less understocked...he never imagined that his goddesses would be so...practical in terms of food items. At any rate, he started making two cups of white coffee, looking like an expert barista the whole time, while Kei looked over what seemed to be a blueprint of sorts.

"Two white coffees" saod Amadeus while serving Kei a cup and sitting down on the seat near the table. "What's that?" Asked Amadeus curiously.

"It's the latest blueprints for a conceptual machine" Kei answered with her brows furrowed in concentration.

"I see and might I ask why you look to be so focused on it"

"You may, and it's simply because the concept...is a little lacking at this stage and making a prototype would be very expensive, I'm trying to figure out what would make this machine's prototype less expensive and more concrete" said Kei with a sigh before picking up her cup of coffee and laying down the blueprint on the table.

"May I?"

"Go ahead" with that affirmation Amadeus proceeded to look over the blueprint, while Kei took a small sip of her coffee, which seemed to take the oracle aback, due to the flavor and aroma that passed her lips. She savored her coffee more deeply, oblivious to the fact that Amadeus had taken out a softbound book and proceeded to draw a few sketches and notes on the about the blueprint. Kei may not have found any ways to improve the plan, but Amadeus certainly did and plenty of them too.

"I have a good feeling that the reason Noire called you here is because of this" Kei said with an amused smile and closed eyes, while carresing the cup of coffee in her hands, which only prompted a small laugh from Amadeus. "You should make her a cup of this, when you meet with her, it might lighten her mood"

Just then and NPC basilicom staff member came in and informed that Noire was ready to meet with her guest. Kei nodded and Amadeus laid down his notes and proceeded to make a another cup of white coffee.

While that was happening, Kei took a look at the still-open book and began looking over Amadeus' drawings, notes, and suggestions. Once she was done Kei nodded to herself in approval, before taking out her phone and sending her goddess a message.

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~Lastation Basilicom, Hallway to Noire's office, early morning~

Amadeus was making his way to his goddess' office, after receiving rather accurate directions by the oracle to which he was thankful for. Eventually, Amadeus found himself in front of the door to Noire's office and his heart was beating faster than usual.

Calm down, Amadeus

This thinking didn't really subside the blood rush to his face in the slightest bit. He was certain that he wasn't going to calm down anytime soon and he couldn't keep standing in front of his goddess' office for much longer.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in" came the voice of his goddess.

He opened the door and sure enough, Noire was sitting on a chair behind her desk. A small smile gracing her lips and her hands entwined in front of her; the very picture of regality and composure. Though she couldn't really help the twinkle in her eyes when she saw the cup of coffee in the boy's hands.

"Have a seat, Amadeus"

His heart skipped a bit and a slight jostle rocked his figure. Noire clearly noticed this, along with the tint of red on the boy's cheeks and the slightly flushed and dazzled expression, but she chose not to comment and simply closed her eyes in pride; clearly thinking that it was a natural response whenever someone was in her presence. Yup, she didn't have a shortage of pride that much was sure.

Noire felt slightly ticked off for some reason, but chose to ignore the reason behind it. Amadeus had taken a seat in front of her and was handing her the cup of coffee with a slightly nervous smile. She took it in her hands with a smile and a

"Thank you"

"I-it's my pleasure"

Noire then proceeded to take sip of her coffee and inhaled deeply, savoring the flavor that she had experienced once before. The boy was slightly fidgeting wih nervousness, which was probably because of the coffee, so Noire decided to smile at him sincerely, before putting down the cup; remembering the reasons she had called him here.

"Amadeus, I'd like you to work for the basilicom as the Barista and Mechanical engineer"

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That's a wrap, so what do you guys think? I know that there wasn't much humor in this chapter if any, but this is only the first chapter and I'm only setting up the conflict of the story or this story arc. At any rate, we'll be seeing a lot more funny times when the other goddesses join the cast or maybe even without them, after all, Word is bound to get out that Noire hired a boy to work for her basilicom

And THAT'S bound to trigger various responses from various parties.

Anyhol, please feel free to leave a review and follow/favorite my little story.

See you next time