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Up next is our main event!
One-day romance!
The ballroom is instantly filled with clapping and cheering.
Are you still exhausted from overworking? Are you still worried that you're too busy to find a date?
Today's gala is going to pair up our commandants with a date for a one-day romance! Don't give up your shot!
One-day romance?
(Contemplates) So that's what the commandants do at their gatherings...
I do understand why. After all, humans have this insatiable need to socialize, unlike us Constructs.
I used to enjoy having companions as well, once.
That's not how a Purifying Force member should act, though.
I'm not like you... Commandant.
Your squad is... more... "human."
Despite its many drawbacks and mistakes, sometimes I do envy the fact that it has made you such a respected leader.
Envy me?
That's just what a captain should be.
...
...
...
I'm just being honest.
Hey, it's your turn.
The lucky draw! Weren't you listening to the host?
...Me as well?
That's outside my mission perimeter. I shouldn't be distracted.
A lucky draw has no direct impact on your safety.
...How?
Commandant...
Unfamiliar with this kind of conversation, Bianca is stunted, her eyes widened, speechless.
...Fine.
After a brief moment of hesitation, Bianca decides to follow suit. She adjusts her hair before reaching into the raffle box in pink.
I'll take this one.
...
Holding her card solemnly, Bianca looks away and reads the number on her card.
Mine says "25."
Alrighty then! Now that all the commandants have a card in their hands, I'll be announcing the lucky ones among you. Applause!
Thus the men and women there applaud and cheer, the sound echoing and shaking the room.
Bianca, a first-time participant, still acts calm and composed, but the slight redness on her ears reveals how she really feels.
So—our first lucky participant—
Number 3!
A petite, short-haired female commandant jumps in the crowd, waving at the host excitedly.
Who is the lucky one that matches with this lovely commandant here?
—Number 12!
As the host announces the number, a commandant in a hat is pushed to the front by his laughing peers on the other side of the room.
Congratulations, commandants! Please approach backstage to register!
All your expenses during your one-day romance are on us, so enjoy your date! I can't wait to see the sparks between them!
Commandant...
Now, our second pair!
It is—our dearest—
Are we...
Number 18!
And our dearest—Number 25! Congratulations!
