Story Reader / Event Story / Stellar Narratives / Story
Congratulations! You've won the grand prize!
One corner of the venue bursts into noise—some groaning over picking the wrong number, others clapping in celebration.
Then, amid the cheers, a shy and slightly bewildered girl steps onto the stage. She accepts the prize from the officiant.
...Commandant?
She doesn't seem used to so much attention. Once the award ceremony ends, you lead her away from the noisy crowd to somewhere quieter.
Can Bambinata open it?
Yeah.
She takes her time with the wrapping, careful not to tear the pretty paper. Layer by layer, she peels it away until a faint pink object comes into view.
"Happy Little Home"... Commandant, there's a tiny house inside.
The prize is a miniature house set, complete with two figurines. The packaging says it can be used to play house.
Hello, welcome home...?
...Mhm, you're back...
The moment she takes the figurines out, Bambinata starts acting out a conversation between them, clumsily adjusting their poses and lowering her voice.
Alright!
She thinks for a moment, then smiles warmly and hands you the figurine dressed in a suit.
You'll be the tired office worker coming home from work. Bambinata'll be waiting for you to come back, because Bambinata is your...
Halfway through, she stops talking and starts searching for the right word.
...Yes. Family.
Thanks, Commandant!
You should come in through the main door looking tired, and Bambinata'll greet you.
She places her figurine in the kitchen area, probably pretending to prepare a meal. Following her lead, you use your figurine to open the door...
You greet her as part of the scene, playing your role in the little game.
Welcome home, my family... or welcome home, [player name]?
She tries saying your real name gently.
You let out a theatrical sigh, the kind of mix of pain and relief you'd hear from a worn-out office worker in a story.
Did your manager scold you again today? Don't worry, I'll give you a head pat.
Her figurine seems to radiate warmth as she moves it, patting the head of the "exhausted" worker collapsed at the entryway.
But... there's something I have to tell you.
However, after that brief moment of warmth, Bambinata's figurine stands straight, her own face turning serious.
The landlord came by today. He says we need to pay the rent right now... or we'll be kicked out tomorrow.
And the rice jar is empty. Bambinata was in the kitchen just now, wondering how to make four dishes and a soup with only water and soy sauce...
And...
Hmm? It's a common plot in books. Bambinata's been reading a lot of them lately on the terminal.
Other Constructs told Bambinata these stories are really popular right now and that Bambinata should try reading them... Is it not right?
Something else... Hmm.
Uh...
Bambinata doesn't have any ideas. Sorry, Commandant.
She lowers her head, looking troubled.
I think family is about sharing everyday moments like that.
Right now... there's so much Bambinata wants to tell you, Commandant.
Inspired by your words, she seems to think of something. She picks up her figurine again and moves closer.
Commandant, I placed a bet on the rabbit races by myself today, and I won the grand prize.
Yeah. There was one rabbit that always kept its head held high, so I bet on it.
Yes. Bambinata even recorded it crossing the finish line.
Then, the day before yesterday, Bambinata helped choreograph the dances for the Double Seventh Festival performance... Ah...
She stops herself mid-sentence, realizing she might be revealing something she shouldn't, and quickly covers her mouth—just like that little rabbit she mentioned earlier.
Mhm. Bambinata told you on Valentine's Day that Bambinata wanted to do better, so Bambinata's been trying a lot of things. Oh, and before that...
Now that she'd started opening up, she's clearly ready to share more about herself, and judging by her expression, it won't be a short story.
You guide the suited figurine to gently take the "family member" figurine's hand, leading her through the cozy doorway into the living room of the little house.
Outside, the real world grows busier as footsteps and voices increase—probably the start of another event. But the two little residents inside the toy home remain unaffected.
No matter how noisy it gets outside, they stay nestled together in their tiny world, sharing small moments and warm words.
