Event Scenario/Unforgiving Clearance Sale
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| The operation to get Putra to dispatch as a separate unit to obtain dresses had failed spectacularly. Moreover, Islington seemed to have gone on a further shopping spree in the meantime, and had successfully caused all the women's apparel shops on all the floors to be closed for the day. | ||
| Versailles was in a tight spot, they no longer have the luxury to pick which shops to make purchases. | ||
 Pancras |
"Now we have no choice but to bet on this." | |
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| The three of them stepped onto the show floor, and clenched their fists at the sight before them. | ||
| Madam of Divine Speed |
"I'm taking that-!" | |
| Madam of Herculean Strength |
"Don't you cut in line, puh-lease!" | |
| Pancras |
"This is the clearance sale for high-end women's garments. Apparently it's the highlight of the 'Beauty and the Beast Sale'." | |
 Vivienne |
"It looks like the M. St. Iris madames are turning this place into a bloodbath because they can buy luxury dresses at low prices." | |
 Versailles |
"So we have to dive into that. The atmosphere is literally a 'fashion warzone'." | |
| Pancras |
"You know what? Now that the women's department is closed, we definitely have to get our dresses here." | |
| Pancras |
"So we're going in now, but apparently there are rules about this clearance sale." | |
| Versailles |
"So we can't just cut in and kick them off?" | |
| Pancras |
"Yes. It's not that simple. We were told that, 'You must buy what you hold in your hand'." | |
| Vivienne |
"I see. So, in addition to possessing the vitality to fight against fellow war veteran madames, we also require the aesthetic sense to instantly recognise what we need." | |
| Pancras |
"That's why I'll start myself. I am confident in my ability to recognise an elegant dress." | |
| Versailles |
"Good luck, Mademoiselle Pancras!" | |
| Pancras |
"You can count on me. I'm sure I'll get you a dress that will please you, Versailles." | |
| Pancras |
"Well, I'm off!" | |
| Pancras charged into the clearance wagon full of women. | ||
| Pancras |
"As expected of fellow M. St. Iris ladies, you all are elegant as well as formidable...! But I have lived my whole life as a daughter of a ladies' apparel shop, I know how you ladies operate!" | |
| Madam of Divine Speed |
"My, what a lovely little girl. I commend you for reaching the edge of the wagon!" | |
| Madam of Herculean Strength |
"But you have a long way to go, dear. I'll give you this so you can trot back home!" | |
| Pancras |
"Wha, that's too quick...!" | |
| Pancras |
"But if I can grab that dress - HEY, PLEASE DON'T LIFT ME UUUUUP~~!" | |
| Carried to the back of the edges of the crowd by the silent coordination of the women, Pancras came tumbling down in front of us. | ||
| Vivienne |
"Oh, welcome back Pancras, so what did they force onto you?" | |
| Versailles |
"These are... socks." | |
| Vivienne |
"Woah, and they're men's too. There's faulty goods in here too." | |
| Pancras |
"I could even see the elegant dress too...!" | |
| Vivienne |
"Okay, I'll go next, Pancras, and I'll avenge you." | |
| Pancras |
"Be careful. Those ladies have more to come from their sleeves. You'd better engage them when they're distracted and take the opening to your advantage." | |
| Vivienne |
"Don't worry, I'll simply force myself head-on and fair and square. I'd daresay I've even kicked out a herd of wild boars before." | |
| Versailles |
"You even destroyed the dressing room." | |
| Vivienne |
"I-I told you I'm sorry already. Just leave it to me." | |
| Vivienne |
"Well, I'm going to go and get a light dress. URAAAAAA-!" | |
| This time it's Vivienne who charged onto the clearance wagon full of women. | ||
| Vivienne |
"I see, Pancras is right, the women of M. St. Iris are strong...! But they should not underestimate my immense physical strength. I'm going to push them all this way!" | |
| Madam of Herculean Strength |
"Oh my, what a mischevious little girl. You look just like me when I was young, dearie!" | |
| Madam of Divine Speed |
"You're that strong on your feet and legs, go ahead and take this with you!" | |
| Vivienne |
"They're not intimidated at all..!? No, wait a minute, I WANT TO PICK FROM THE wagon TOOOOO~!" | |
| Vivienne is also pushed outside by the women's overwhelming defence. | ||
| Pancras |
"Are you all right, Vivienne? So, what exactly did you get...?" | |
| Versailles |
"Is this a fine piece of cloth... no, a rag." | |
| Pancras |
"It's a backhanded compliment from the women that if you're that strong on your feet and legs, you should wipe the floor with it." | |
| Vivienne |
"Why do I have to pay a lot of money to buy a rag!? THAT'S ENOUUUUGH~" | |
| Versailles |
"Then I'll be the last one!" | |
| Vivienne |
"Versailles...!" | |
| Versailles |
"You two have been helping me for a long time. It's time for me to go and win the fashion war on my own." | |
| Pancras |
"But those ladies are not so easy to deal with." | |
| Versailles |
"Don't worry. Thanks to the two of you fighting first, I've seen the path to the wagon." | |
| Versailles looked confidently at the wagon. Her growth from what she's been up to now was unthinkable. | ||
| Versailles |
"Then, I'm going to seize victory!" | |
| Versailles also took the same route, and charged into the wagon full of women. | ||
| Versailles |
"Everyone, please excuse me." | |
| Madam of Herculean Strength |
"Oho, here comes another adorable little girl. But I won't show any mercy, dearie!" | |
| Madam of Divine Speed |
"Ohoho, you will suffer the same fate as the earlier ones... Impossible! She's disappeared right in front of my eyes!?" | |
| Madam of Herculean Strength |
"Down there! She's slipping between our legs, stop her!" | |
| Versailles |
"It's only because I'm small that I can see paths other missed!" | |
| By the time the women realised what was happening, Versailles had already reached the cart. And finally-- | ||
| Versailles |
"I've got the dress, right here!" | |
| Versailles grabbed the dress in her hands as she leapt up onto the wagon. | ||
| Vivienne |
"Way to go, Versailles!" | |
| Pancras |
"What dress did you get?" | |
| Their eyes twinkling, Vivienne and Pancras ran up to Versailles, who returned. | ||
| Versailles |
"Here it is! What do you think of the dress I got!?" | |
| Pancras |
"This is..." | |
| Vivienne |
"An apron dress, yes." | |
| What Versailles had acquired was a dress, but unfortunately it was the sort of thing a maid would wear. Although luxurious and beautifully designed, it was not a dress that could be worn to a ball. | ||
| Versailles |
"Oh no, I worked so hard to get it too...!?" | |
| Versailles shrugged her shoulders in disappointment. Meanwhile, the clearance sale had come to an end. | ||
| Vivienne |
"It's over..." | |
| Pancras |
"Now we have no more moves left to make..." | |
| Facing the sad end, Vivienne and everyone else became speechless. | ||
| However, Putra came in, out of breath. | ||
 Putra |
"Not yet, we can't give up yet!" | |
| Versailles |
"Mademoiselle Putra...?" | |
| Putra |
"There's one, there's a women's clothing department that Islington hasn't found it yet!" | |
| These words alighted a fire of hope in Versailles' eyes. | ||
| Versailles |
"Can you show us around, Mademoiselle Putra?" | |