()||9<黑屏1>0,10黑屏1>BGM_Empty:
()||<黑屏2>515:The night of stalls. +The exuberant crowd flows on. +However, the Commander wanders in distress.
()||<黑屏1>:
()||9<黑屏2>:... +Five minutes ago, at the night market.
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()???||515<黑屏2><回忆><边框>2边框>BGM_Hello:Griffin's [Lycan Club] is now recruiting! +The Commander over there! Are you interested?
()||<边框>2边框>AVG_20Winter_Book:The Commander turns around and is greeted by a beautifully designed leaflet. +Five-seven is the one handing them out.
FN57(6)Five-seven||<边框>2边框>:Join the Club now and enjoy one-on-one tutoring from me! +Simply vote for me with those cards of yours, and you'll be a member within no time! It's exclusive to tonight!
FN57(6)Commander<同时置暗>||<边框>2边框>:Thanks, but I'll pass.
FN57(6)Five-seven||<边框>2边框>:Come on... Don't just deny me like that, Commander. +By the way, I'm the Club's vice president, and a known game master. +It's rare for me to teach others how to play the game... +For such a rare opportunity, perhaps you may want to reconsider?
FN57(6)Commander<同时置暗>||<边框>2边框>:"Vice president"? +Could it be that your president is Springfield?
FN57(6)Five-seven||<边框>2边框>:Huh? How did you know?
FN57(6)Commander<同时置暗>||<边框>2边框>:Guesswork. +If I recall, Springfield is one of Griffin's best at these social games...
FN57(6)Five-seven||<边框>2边框>:Heh... You're right.
FN57(8)Five-seven||<边框>2边框>:But...
()Commander||<边框>2边框>:???
()||<边框>2边框>ClothingUp:Five-seven suddenly leans into the Commander's ear and mumbles...
()Commander||<边框>2边框>:Dismissed?! +...Why?
()||<边框>2边框>:Five-seven shrugs.
FN57(8)Five-seven||<边框>2边框>:To begin with, Miss Springfield does very little for the daily operation of Lycan Club due to her chores at the café. +On top of that, she made the critical mistake of poisoning a Villager as the Witch this afternoon... +Because of that, many members have expressed their dissatisfaction with Springfield being the president. +I'm afraid it won't be long before everyone asks her to resign.
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()||515<黑屏2><关闭蒙版>:... +The Commander gazes worryingly at the Witch's stall in front.
()||:I wonder how Springfield is doing now... +Having made such a mistake in her favorite game, even being rejected by her club members... +She must feel really bad.
()||:The Commander ponders, takes a deep breath, and then walks in...
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()Familiar Voice||<黑点2>BGM_EmptyAVG_Door_Hit<震屏3>: I told you guys earlier we're closed! Werewolves go out and turn left, Villagers to the right! +Pardon me for not escorting you out!
()Commander||m_avg_casual:WA2000...? +Is that you?
()||:A slender figure suddenly peeks out from behind the table. Her embarrassment reddens her cheeks.
WA2000(6)WA2000||:Commander?! +Erm, sorry... +There were a lot of troublemakers earlier. Please don't take it personally!
()Commander||:It's alright... +What was that about those troublemakers you mentioned? +Also, I remember Springfield being the stall master here... Where did she go?
()||:The Commander looks around. WA2000 stands in the tiny stall alone. The silence is oddly deafening.
WA2000(6)WA2000||:Blame those babblers. Now she can't even return to her stall...
WA2000(6)Commander<同时置暗>||:What exactly happened?
WA2000(6)WA2000||:Hey, how are you unaware? +Wasn't that White King Lycan and her leaflets making a big deal about it just now? +I'm afraid the entirety of Griffin now knows Springfield will be forced to resign and is waiting to laugh at her!
()Commander||:...I'm aware of that. +But is it really that severe?
()||:WA2000 nods unnaturally, avoiding the Commander's gaze.
WA2000(6)WA2000||:...You're here to play games, right? +Springfield was in a bad mood, so she went on a stroll. I'll tell her to come back... +Y-you need to console her, you hear me? +If it's you, she can probably pull herself together.
()Commander||:If there's anything I can do, I'll do my best.
()||:While looking at the Commander, WA2000 pauses in silence. As she pulls out her terminal, she pouts briefly and dials the call.
()||AVG_tele_disconnect:Beep— +Sorry, user is unavailable.
()Commander||:Huh?
WA2000(6)WA2000||:...? Springfield's signal got blocked?
()Commander||:Let me try.
()||:...
()||AVG_tele_disconnect:Beep— +Sorry, user is unavailable.
WA2000(6)WA2000||:Co-commander, there's n-no way something happened to Springfield, right?
WA2000(6)Commander<同时置暗>||:Did she say anything when she left? +Conversely, did she behave strangely in any way?
WA2000(6)WA2000||:Emm... I do remember... she looked quite depressed... +Like... as if she was going to collapse at any moment!
()||:WA2000's voice shivers. She stares blankly at the ground.
()Commander||:... +Don't worry. She's Springfield, after all. Everything will be fine. +Let's go and find her.
WA2000(6)WA2000||:Right, let's split up! +I'll look around the beaches and the Commander at the plaza! +If you find anything, tell me right away!
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()||9<黑屏2>BGM_Empty:...
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()||<黑点2>515:...Twenty minutes later. +The Commander, with worries still lingering on their mind, walks out of one of the stalls, defeated.
()Commander||:That was the last stall, yet no one saw Springfield... +Where did she go... +No way she really...
()???||:Commander? You look worried. +Would you like a cup of coffee?
()||m_19christmas_avg:A familiar voice pulls Commander back into the physical realm. +Suddenly, those all-too-mundane smiling eyes are staring at the Commander.
()Commander||:Springfield?
()||:After blinking repeatedly to make sure it isn't an illusion, the Commander lets out a sigh of relief.
M1903(8)Springfield||:Commander?
()||:Looking at the Commander's obvious unusual behavior, the smile on Springfield's face slowly turns into confusion.
()Commander||:...I've heard about everything, Springfield. +Well, you know... we aren't all-knowing, so everyone makes mistakes. +I know it was probably a big blow to you, but don't let it discourage you. +Don't deny yourself because of a single incident. All of us are...
()||:Springfield's expression turns from being puzzled, to stunned, and finally into an apparent grin. Commander, with their mouth open, realizes something is up.
()Commander||:I got played by WA2000, right?
M1903(8)Springfield||:Huh? What are you talking about? +So are you not going to keep consoling me? I was so sad that I started doubting myself.
()Commander||:Eh...
()||:Against Springfield's teasing, the Commander sighs again.
()Commander||:I knew something was up... Even if the Earth turns upside down, I can't associate Miss Springfield with the word collapse.
M1903(8)Springfield||:However, you still came to console me right away. +I'm very touched by that.
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:So what are you doing here?
M1903(8)Springfield||:A customer ordered a "Special American Ice Coconut". +But both Miss Gr G36 and Gr G28 forgot the recipe... so they asked me for help.
()||AVG_20Winter_Drink_Tea:Springfield hands the still confused Commander a cup of iced coffee.
M1903(8)Springfield||:WA2000 told you everything?
()Commander||:Well... she said, due to the mistakes you made, you're going to lose your title as the club president.
M1903(8)Springfield||:That's not completely false. +I don't think she intentionally lied to you either. She's just concerned about me...
()||:Springfield seems to have thought of something and puts on a bitter smile.
M1903(8)Springfield||:...and the fact that she doesn't want to lose.
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:What does that mean?
M1903(8)Springfield||:This is my guess, but maybe she's trying to capitalize on your sympathy and get you to vote for us? +If I receive tons of votes, then maybe I won't be discharged from my position... That's probably her line of thought.
()Commander||:...
()||:The Commander scratches their face.
()Commander||:...What about you?
M1903(8)Springfield||:Hmm?
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:You just said that these are WA2000's thoughts. +What about you, Miss Springfield? Doesn't it matter to have your reputation questioned? Or being asked to resign by all the other members of the Lycan Club?
()||:Springfield opens her mouth slightly, revealing some signs of vexation.
()Commander||:...Sorry, I didn't mean to bring that up.
M1903(8)Springfield||:No, it's alright.
()||:Seeing the Commander going straight for an apology, Springfield puts on another bitter smile.
M1903(8)Springfield||:Saying that I don't care anymore would be a lie. After all, without the passion and enthusiasm, I would never have taken up the mantle in the first place. +However, this conundrum of mine isn't caused by a single mistake during a single game. +It's the result of my failure to balance the affairs of both sides of my work.
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:...You're taking charge of too many things.
M1903(8)Springfield||:If someone tries to console me with those kinds of words, it means I have too much work, and they're affecting my efficiency. +As such, wouldn't asking me to reduce my workload be the most logical thing to do?
()||:The Commander is left speechless.
()||ClothingUp:Looking at the Commander, Springfield takes a sip of the coffee, then shows an apologetic expression.
M1903(8)Springfield||:I'm really sorry. Despite you wanting the best for me, I can not reciprocate your wishes.
()Commander||:No, it's okay. +It's a rare sight to see you like this, so it's frankly quite refreshing.
()||:Commander shakes their head.
()Commander||:Although everything you said is correct... +I still feel like those words aren't for me. +It's more like they're there to convince yourself. +Miss Springfield, deep down, you know it wasn't fair, right?
M1903(8)Springfield||:...I really can't argue with you.
()Commander||:I know you quite well, after all.
()||ClothingUp:Springfield stays silent for a moment, then raises her head and downs the half-empty coffee cup in her hand.
M1903(8)Springfield||:You've already heard from WA2000 that I've made a novice's mistake, right?
(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:Yes, though the details are lacking, I got the gist of it. +It's said that you accidentally poisoned a Villager.
M1903(8)Springfield||:Well, this is what actually happened.
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()||9<回忆><边框>2边框><黑屏2>BGM_Empty:A few hours earlier, during the game of "Lycan Sanctuary".
()Kalina's Voice||<边框>2边框>BGM_22Swim_langrensha:Close your eyes... +Werewolves, open your eyes. Please identify each other.
()||<边框>2边框>:Mumble... Mumble... +Extremely light whispers emit from somewhere.
()Springfield||<边框>2边框>:...
()Kalina's Voice||<边框>2边框>:Werewolves, choose someone to kill.
()Tiny Voice||<边框>2边框>:You... use comms...
()||<边框>2边框>:Mumble...
()Tiny Voice||<边框>2边框>:...First... then...
()||<边框>2边框>:...
()Kalina's Voice||<边框>2边框>:Werewolves, please make up your mind!
()Tiny Voice||<边框>2边框>:Kill... or else...
()Tiny Voice||<边框>2边框>:...Silly...
()||<边框>2边框>:Mumble... Mumble...
()Springfield||<边框>2边框>:...
()Kalina's Voice||<边框>2边框>:The Witch, please wake up.
()||<黑屏1><边框>2边框>:
M1903(8)Springfield||<边框>2边框>162<睁眼>:...
NPC-KalinSwim(0)Kalina||<边框>2边框>:Tonight, this person died—
()||ClothingUp<边框>2边框>:Kalina points at Gr G36.
NPC-KalinSwim(0)Kalina||<边框>2边框>:Would you like to bring her back to life?
()||<边框>2边框>:Springfield pauses, then shakes her head in silence.
NPC-KalinSwim(0)Kalina||<边框>2边框>:Would you like to poison someone?
()||<边框>2边框>:Springfield nods, her eyes fixing towards her 11 o'clock— +It's where AA-12, WA2000, and K-PDW sit in a row.
()||<边框>2边框>ClothingUp:Springfield glances at all three, then slowly raises her finger, pointing it squarely at the one in the middle—WA2000.
NPC-KalinSwim(0)Kalina||<边框>2边框>:Ok! +Please close your eyes.
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()||9<黑屏2><关闭蒙版>BGM_Empty:...
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()Commander||515<黑屏2>BGM_Moon:...That's what actually happened?
()||:Springfield sighs.
M1903(8)Springfield||:The fun in a game like Werewolf lies in all the deceit and mind games. +Only newbies would vote solely on the basis of "I heard a sound coming from that direction."
M1903(8)Springfield||:I do not agree with that statement, but it's quite unavoidable at times.
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:What does that mean?
M1903(8)Springfield||:It means, there are certain directions that sounds would come from upon the Werewolves making their move. +Even for veterans who should know better than to play like this, their thoughts will still be influenced. +Once these "certain elements" appear, the game's integrity is done for. +Hence, that's why I've always advocated for using private comms.
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:...I'm confused. If that's what you thought, then why did you poison WA2000?
M1903(8)Springfield||:I guess I did lose my calm... +I simply wanted to eliminate any "saboteur".
()||:The Commander suddenly understands.
()Commander||:... You preemptively poisoned WA2000 just because of noises.
M1903(8)Springfield||:That was a silly solution, wasn't it?
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:You never considered if she was a Villager or a Werewolf... +Your entire reasoning was the noise.
M1903(8)Springfield||:Ruining their game to prevent them from ruining the game for others. +Even if you don't say it, I know it's quite foolish.
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:Why didn't you tell everyone out loud?
M1903(8)Springfield||:In that case, I would be directly denouncing those people that made the noise.
()||:Springfield laughs as she answers.
()Commander||:That's how it is...
M1903(8)Springfield||:Now that you have the whole picture... +May I ask for something in return? Commander?
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:Of course.
M1903(8)Springfield||:When you return to the stall, you must look eager to play games... +Otherwise, WA2000 would think that her plan has failed and be quite upset. She'll likely throw a tantrum at me.
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:You mean... concerning the votes?
M1903(8)Springfield||:She must have thought that by being pitiable, you would feel bad and then vote for us.
M1903(8)Commander<同时置暗>||:...That sounds like her.
M1903(8)Springfield||:WA2000 is a naive girl. +She's looking out for me in her own way. Please don't put the blame on her.
()Commander||:Right...
()||:The Commander pauses.
()Commander||:...If, and I say if. +If she gets what she wants, that is you receiving the most votes at the ballot. +Would the predicaments you're facing really improve?
M1903(8)Springfield||:Perhaps... +If the Villager wins, that means I win as well. +With a happy ending like that, maybe people would stop caring about my little mishap. +Who knows?
M1903(8)Springfield||:Truth be told, I really don't want to leave either. +This incident reminded me that I've been slacking off for too long. +If given the chance, I want to be able to make up for my mistakes.
()Commander||:...I understand.
()???||:Commander, what took you so long?!
()||:Shouting from WA2000 interrupts the Commander's thoughts. +The Commander looks up, only to realize that they've already made it back to the Witch's stall.
WA2000(6)WA2000||:Ho-how's it going? Is Springfield feeling better?
()Commander||:Now that I'm fully aware of Springfield's predicament... +Rest assured, I will be helping her!
()||:Springfield turns her head at the Commander and smiles. +As always, her smile possesses the magical power to soothe anyone. +Influenced by her mood, the Commander walks into the Witch's stall...
M1903(8)Springfield||:Stall master Springfield now announces the opening of the Witch's Hut!
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()||9<黑屏2>BGM_Empty:...
()||AVG_tele_connect:Beep.
()??||GF_20HW_Scene_BPM82_loop:Although our original ploy failed, the plan succeeded overall...
()???||:It would have been a lot easier to just throw a small temper tantrum. +You were the one complicating things and constantly changing your mind. +What if the Commander didn't take the bait?
()??||:Well... that's because I know the Commander really well. +If we went with an act, then I'm sure the commander would have figured it out right away. +Instead, being honest and telling the truth would actually make the Commander consider our request seriously.
()???||:Y-you mean I don't know the Commander well enough?! +It's time to duel! Springfield!
()??||:Hehe... sorry! Please accept my apology!
()||AVG_tele_disconnect:Beep. End of communication.
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