Tomoki woke the next morning with the sun shining in through the gap between the top of the curtains and the top of the window. As she stood up she looked through the gap and saw the plains of New Shiran dotted with prefabricated buildings. She got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, where she enjoyed the luxury of a long shower, which was something she had missed on the voyage to New Shiran.
Breakfast arrived just after she finished getting dressed. She had put on what was a conservative outfit back on Beaumont, but here it felt quite out of place.
As when dinner had been delivered last night, there was an attempt to open the door followed by a vigorous knocking on the door. Tomoki unlocked the door and let the woman bearing her breakfast into the suite.
"I'm sorry Auditor, but there seems to be a problem with your door," the maid said hesitantly as she carried the tray over to the coffee table at the side of the room. "The attendant last night mentioned a problem. I'll have maintenance have a look at it," she said.
"That won't be necessary, I like it that way," Tomoki replied. "And please take the tray from last night."
"Oh, OK." The maid collected the tray with the remnants of Tomoki's dinner and quickly left the room.