Event Scenario/Zero Sympathy
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| In order to lure out the Mist Monster that was collecting treats, we borrowed an empty house to make large quantities of them. I explained the situation to the two sisters Brittany and Rennes, who were waiting on the Mist Train, and asked them to help us. | ||
 Brittany |
"I see, if you need a lot of candy, my soeur Rennes would be the best person for the job." | |
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 Rennes |
"Dohyuhhyuh... you desire my galettes? How nice of you, Sir Conductor, in giving me a place to vent my galette cravings." | |
| Conductor |
No, I didn't mean it that way... But if you make a lot of them, we'd appreciate it as well. | |
 Detroit |
"Nice to meet you, Brittany and Rennes." | |
 Dover |
"Nice to meet'cha!" | |
| Brittany |
"Yes, it's nice to meet you all too." | |
| Rennes |
"Dohyuh, dohyuhhyuh..." | |
| Brittany |
"Rennes, don't hide behind me, you should also make sure to say hello!" | |
| Detroit |
"No, I don't think she could even hide at all, do you?" | |
| Although they are sisters, Brittany, the older sister, is a shana, a dwarven race found almost exclusively in the Brécheliant Forest. There is no way Rennes, who is a tall elf, could hide herself. | ||
| Detroit |
"Well, I'm not much for stiff greetings either, so don't worry about it." | |
| Brittany |
"Thank you for your consideration, Mademoiselle Detroit. We'll get right to work on the galettes." | |
| Perhaps it was because of her pent-up desire to make them, Rennes made her galettes at a tremendous pace. In no time at all, she has made more than our target number-- | ||
| Brittany |
"That was a close call. If I hadn't stopped her, this house would have imploded from the inside with galettes by now." | |
| Rennes |
"Not enough. I haven't made enough..." | |
| Brittany |
"Since you're here, why don't you all take a break and try Rennes' galettes? They're very tasty." | |
| Dover |
"Oh, really!? Hurray, thank you!♪" | |
| Dover |
"I've been itchin' for somethin' sweet since the ghosts took away muh treats earlier~" | |
| Detroit |
"I thought you GAVE it to them as the big sister." | |
| Dover |
"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. Now then, time to feast♪" | |
| Dover |
"Yum! This is so crispy! It's too tasty~! Can I have another one!?" | |
| Rennes |
"Dohyuh... H-here you go..." | |
| Dover |
"Thank you, Rennes!" | |
| Rennes |
"De-de-Detroit, you too..." | |
| Detroit |
"Hmm? For me? I'm good. I'm not much of a sweet tooth." | |
| Brittany |
"Eh bien, don't say that, just try one of them. I'm sure you'll be satisfied." | |
| Brittany offered Detroit her sister's galette with a very gentle smile and a pressure that made it hard to say no. | ||
| Detroit |
"Brittany, you're no ordinary person... Fine, I'll eat one." | |
| Detroit |
But I really don't like sweet stuff, so don't expect much of a reaction from me--" | |
| Detroit |
"W-What is this super delicious taste...! I've never had anything like this...!" | |
| Detroit |
"The first thing that comes to my mind is the aroma that wafts through the air just before I put it in my mouth. It instantly raised my expectations to the ultimate level..." | |
| Detroit |
"And then the first bite, what a shock. It's like the world is turned upside down. It was the crunchiest texture I've ever experienced, and my tongue was trembling with amazement." | |
| Detroit |
"And then there's the melt-in-your-mouth sensation that keeps on going. It's so delicate that it just falls apart at the touch of my tongue...! And finally, the sweet and salty taste, as if the galette is saying its last farewell..." | |
| Detroit raved about the dish as if it were a report in a foodie magazine. Apparently, it was quite a shock. | ||
| Brittany |
"Heheh, as her soeur, I'm happy you're satisfied." | |
| Detroit |
"Now, I think this galette would go well with some hard liquor." | |
| Brittany |
"Then how about a glass of my cider? It would go perfectly with the Rennes' galettes." | |
| Detroit |
"Now that's what I'm talking about, Brittany! Damn, tonight's the best, totally." | |
| Detroit and Brittany, getting to know each other, sipped their glasses in a slightly more mature atmosphere. Beside them was Dover, who after finishing her galette, then gulped down a glass of water with a satisfied look. | ||
| Dover |
"Ah~ it was delicious. It's great Rennes, I'm sure these galettes will be a hit with the fashionable young people of St. Iris." | |
| Rennes |
"M-Merci beaucoup... dohyuh." | |
| Dover |
"I grew up in the countryside, so when ah came out to the St Iris's big city, I've always dreamed of having tea in a cafe with such delicious food!" | |
| Dover |
"Oh right, Rennes, you should open a café in St. Iris someday! I'd go there every day!" | |
| Dover |
"Uh, where's Rennes?" | |
| Dover looked up to see that Rennes is not in front of her anymore. | ||
| Meanwhile, San Diego was not at the galette party, but was working alone in a corner of the room, making traps. For someone who is not good at socializing, this was probably easier and more enjoyable for her. | ||
 San Diego |
"Keheheh... even if it's pumpkin ghost, if it ever comes to steal them galettes, it'll be caught with this rope trap." | |
| San Diego |
"Aah, I can't wait, to try this trap... Hm?" | |
| San Diego looked up as a shadow appears over her hand that was fiddling with the trap. There stands Rennes, smiling wickedly. | ||
| Rennes |
"Dohyuhhyuh... please." | |
| Gently placing the basket of galettes in front of San Diego, Rennes slowly backed away. | ||
| San Diego |
"Th... Thanks." | |
| Rennes |
"Non non, then..." | |
| San Diego |
"That girl... feels just like myself." | |
| Saying this, San Diego nibbled on the galette. | ||
| San Diego |
"It's delicious!" | |
| San Diego |
"Keheheh, I bet even the pumpkin ghost will want some of this." | |