(Log-in Story) Memoir of the Starry Sky

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Unlock: Log in on 7/8, during the Memoir of the Starry Sky event
Characters: Mithra, Owen

Location: Manor Hallway (Day)

Owen: Hey, Mithra, help me with something. I'll pay you back later.

Mithra: Absolutely not. This already sounds like a bother.

Owen: Haha... You're rejecting me without even hearing what I have to say first?

Mithra: I'm sleepy, so I don't really feel like it, no. Though... I guess I can I can give you just a little of my time.

Owen: ... Right now, the twins are in the midst of a great falling out with one another. No matter how fervently Snow calls his name, White refuses to appear before him.

Even though they're always, always together to such a sickening extent, they've chosen to fight over the pettiest thing, kill one another, and part... Just what kind of feelings do you think are swirling within their hearts now?

Mithra: I can't say I really know or care, exactly. So, in brief... You're saying that they're much easier to take down now that they're alone, so you'd like for me to help you?

Owen: That's not it. I'm not done yet.

Mithra: (Sigh)...

Owen: In order to get back in White's good graces, Snow has made Olivia Laetitia's Cāken Meteor for him.

Now, there's a very special rumor about Olivia Leticia. They say she can create a Cāken Meteor so sweet it'll inflame your whole mouth with blisters and melt your bones.

Mithra: Oleevee...? Caak...?

Owen: I want to steal it from him. However, Snow has Oz and Bradley with himー I'm sure things would go much easier if you were to come with me.

Mithra: ......

(Sigh)... Is that so...

Owen: To devour Snow's hope right before his eyes, just when he thought he would finally be able to make up with White... Hey, hey, doesn't that sound fun?

Mithra: (Sigh)... Is that so.

Owen: ......

Are you actually listening to me?

Mithra: Honestly, I don't really understand what you're going on about... I'm also thinking about how it's pretty hot today, and all...

Owen: ......

Mithra: ......

Owen: ≪Quare Morito≫

Mithra: ≪Arsim≫

(Sounds of fighting)

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