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Prologue Lingering Stars
>You double-check the address one last time.
"Secret plan in preparation..." The email has only this line, along with coordinates in Constellia.
Signed with a panda clutching bamboo.
You just know Pulao's cooking up another scheme.
Com—man—dant—
Pulao's voice reverberates through the streets.
Unlike the sprawling art galleries in Constellia, this place is clearly a shopping street akin to Babylonia's commercial district.
Though there are no signs hanging around, spots have been reserved.
Glancing toward Pulao, you see two familiar faces, or rather, three.
Changyu and Sophia are talking with someone.
Shhh—the Little League is in the middle of a business negotiation.
You gaze toward the one talking to Changyu, who seems to be an ordinary mechanoid.
Spreading culture is very important!
No way.
Hi, [player name], you're here.
They're from a Constellia organization called the "World Folklore Enthusiast Association".
Hoping to join Little League's Valentine's Day-themed fair.
I came up with that idea! We booked the entire shopping street for it!
But they want to set the plaza as their event space, which means we won't be able to set up stalls there.
Because Pulao went ahead and booked the entire shopping street all by herself, we must add more stalls to be profitable.
Holding an event right in the central district would do wonders for raising public awareness and deepening people's understanding of Kowloong folklore!
And after my meticulous calculations, this is the best place to hold the event!
We paid a lot for this.
This place is indeed perfect for playing...
Whose side are you on...
We can only spare one stall for you.
If you need more, we can offer you a discount on the stall rental fee.
Dammit, do I really have to resort to that move?
The association member suddenly pulls out a stack of cards bearing the Constellia emblem and a heavy bag.
What's this?
It's part of our tradition—using this to place bets.
It suddenly occurs to you that there was an association like this last year that...
You seem to know us well! Good prep work there! So, if I win, we get to host our event here, but if I lose, we'll leave immediately!
It's already booked by the Little League. There's no reason for us to accept any challenges.
Yeah, a fact is a fact. There's no winning or losing here.
But what's this?
Pulao opens the heavy bag.
As soon as it's opened, a radiant silver glow emanates, unveiling a full bag of coins adorned with special patterns.
Wow! I want this! Give it to me!
I have decided to accept the challenge!
We should settle this with an internal vote. I object.
If we lose, you can have the Moonlit Coins we specifically made for the event.
Commemorative coins, huh?
I expect nothing less from you, [player name]. Care if you join forces with us?
Hmm?
We can provide the venue for your event, but you must charge an entrance fee. How about a sixty-forty split for the profits, with us taking the sixty?
As for the card game, all transactions today will be exclusively done with the Moonlit Coins.
People can only get their hands on those commemorative coins by winning the card game, which makes it another source of income.
Hmm...
What are they talking about?
Pulao tugs at the corner of your clothes and asks quietly.
I don't have any problem with that. Deal!
Besides, considering the size of the street and the lack of settled vendors, we can offer some additional manpower.
But don't expect us to pay much.
We are willing to make a contribution to cultural research.
Then, we can start preparing now.
Speaking of which, Commandant, would you like to be the first to try this game? Feel free to bring along someone you like.
And you can pay for the entry fee with your advice.
Here's the deal: you gotta come up with tons of improvements for us!
