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"Hopes, Dreams, Wishes, Miracles... They are all a part of the new world. It falls to all of you to shape it..."
As the mystery of the new year is unraveled, so do former and new calamities emerge. The existence of Kivotos and ev...
Neru: (snaps out of trance) Oh. Mmm... Never mind, forget what I said.
Midori: ...?
Momoi: Say, how did you get to the Ark? It couldn't have been easy...
Neru: I hitched a ride on a rocket ship that someone made. Sensei and a couple of students came along so we can bail you guys out of trouble.
Momoi: (sparkling eyes) What!? A spaceship! Like the galactic space battleship the Engineering Club were making? Wow! I knew space travel was possible. Hey, that gives me an idea! We should make a space-themed game next!
Midori: (cheerful expression) After we beat the final boss, then our club can go back brainstorming new games all day.
Neru: Heh, you guys rebound quick. Come on, we need to get to the ship. Sensei will give the details later. (realization) Oh, before I forget. (pulls out a robot trinket from her pocket) Here, take it.
Arisu: ...! Is that?
[A flashback occurs in Neru's mind where it took place minutes before the Spear of Siduri launched in the waiting quarters...]
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Mili: ... After retrieving her body, I put Kei's saved data inside this storage unit. (Pulls out a Keychain of a little robot) It should be familiar, it's the same one she was in based on her memory banks. Whatever you want to do with her, it's up to you. ...Hmm? Why am I giving Kei over to you? Hmm... Call it a calculated hunch. I ran through all possible scenarios and found a Mili-percent chance Neru-san would hand Kei over to where she belongs, sooner than later. That's all. And before you say, "how would you know?" Hehe... (smug face) Let's just say I've been studying student behavior for some time. I'm not a real prophet, but I can tell what students will do to a certain degree. The next thing you'll say is, "Yeah right, I'm not that easy to follow." ...Ha! Gotcha! *chuckle* At any rate, you'll make it happen, I know it, because it's a Mili-years too early for anyone to fail my expectations...
[Back in the present...]
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