
GODDESS OF VICTORY: NIKKE story ยท Event stories
NEVERLAND II
14 scenes, 1,141 lines
1. Christmas Nightmare: A
112 linesYay! That was faster than I thought.
Of course. We'll hold down the fort. You go ahead.
Yeah, what she said.
Okay. I'll be back.
Yippee!
Thank you, everyone.
You all can look forward to the best fireworks display you've ever seen.
Da da da~
Let's set off fireworksโฌ Wherever it is we'll goโก
Not long until we reach the top!
I can already tell the fireworks are going to be spectacular.
You bet!
Belorta and Mica skip forward merrily hand-in-hand, with equally bright smiles on their faces.
...
I just got something in my eye.
Their friendship is so heartwarming.
*Whooosh*
As we approach the peak, intense gusts of wind start to pick up.
I thought the weather had cleared up, but apparently I was mistaken.
The wind is too strong.
Are you okay, Servant?
I'm freezing.
I feel like I'm going to get blown away.
Even I feel a bit cold.
I've never seen weather this bad here.
Don't be so dramatic.
... Actually, you may not be far off.
...
*Whoosh*
We can't stay out here, or else we'll be in real danger.
Belorta.
Mica.
I'm sorry, but I'm afraid we'll have to head back down.
The storm is really picking up.
If we continue to press on, there's no telling what might happen.
We need to head back and try again when the weather calms down a bit.
She's right, Belorta.
Even if we did make it to the top, the fireworks wouldn't look nearly as nice in these conditions.
We quickly turn and start to head back from where we came, but...
*Whooosh*
The storm only continues to gather in intensity.
Thank you.
Belorta and Mica. Follow me.
You hear that, Belorta? Stay close. No fooling around!
Oh, you don't have to worry about that.
If we head down just a little more...
*Crack*
Hmm?
*Koogoogoogoo*
The raging snowstorm has reached such a fever pitch,
that there is a resounding crack from underneath us, and the snow from higher up on the mountain starts to fall.
*Kuaaaaaaah*
Ohmygodohmygod!
Pull yourself together, Mica! Move it!
... Yes, yes!!
Yes, I'm fine.
Mica, Belorta?
!!
!!
She was right beside me, I'm sure of it.
Before the snow engulfed us... no, e-even when it covered us...
Wait, that's it!
She could be buried under all this snow!
*Crunch crunch*
Mica starts frantically digging up the snow,
but she uncovers nothing.
Come on, Belorta, stop playing around!
You know I don't like these practical jokes of yours.
Belorta... Belorta?
No... this can't be happening...
*Crunch crunch*
*Thud*
I knew it.
We should have never come here.
I should have known better.
Christmas can only be a day of tragedy for me.
2. Christmas Nightmare: B
108 lines*Click click*
These children's lives are just as important as my own.
Until every last child at Angel Orphanage grows up and can take care of themselves, they are my responsibility. And I will never shirk my responsibilities.
*Click click*
The Sovereigns will do all we can to
assist you in accomplishing that.
*Sob* Thank you.
The female Sovereign embraces the director of the orphanage.
*Click click*
Not wanting to miss the moment, the reporters who have gathered take a multitude of photographs amidst a flurry of flashes.
By the way,
I've brought some Christmas presents for the children. May I show them?
Yes, of course.
The woman starts handing out the gifts to each and every child in the orphanage.
Mica, with her head down, sheepishly says hello to the female Sovereign, who glances at Mica's shoulder.
... How did you get that injury to your shoulder?
Oh, this? I...
Mica nervously tugs at her clothes to cover up her injury.
It's nothing...
The director hit her.
Belorta retorts with a remarkable stolidness.
...
I... I didn't mean to hit her, of course. It's just that she's so incorrigible sometimes, and...
Just a moment.
The woman cuts off the director, then proceeds to direct a smile towards the sea of reporters.
We can end the photoshoot here. Let's go get something to eat.
I've brought in some of the finest chefs available.
The reporters start to pack up their equipment.
I'm terribly sorry about this...
The female Sovereign silently approaches the director and whispers in his ear.
See to it that the children are taken care of. We do not want the Sovereign's reputation to suffer as a result of any mistreatment.
?!
I'm warning you.
Should one word of this get out,
there will be no more financial aid from our end.
...
I understand.
I'll make sure it doesn't happen again.
...
I knew this would happen.
That night.
Hrrnggh...
Belorta, are you okay? You're drenched in sweat!
I think I've got an upset stomach. Until earlier today, we hadn't eaten in so long, so I think that's what did it.
No. I'll be better once I lie down for a bit.
*Squeeze squeeze*
What are you doing?
I read somewhere that massaging your hands helps with a stomachache.
Really? Actually, I do think I feel a little b... Urgh!
Belorta!
*Thud*
There you are. Today is all your fault, you little...
Urgh...
What's going on? What's wrong with her?
Mica clings onto the director's arm, pleading.
The director pushes Mica to the side, visibly irritated.
What, so you two can go blabbing to the doctors about how you got hit?
I don't think so. She'll just have to put up with it.
Hrrnggh...!
Belorta clutches her stomach tightly as more beads of sweat trickle down her brow.
I'll tell the doctor that she got hurt while playing!
O-or, could you at least get her some medicine?
Please, I'm begging you...
How many times am I going to have to tell you?
You're not going to the hospital. Period.
So give it up.
Despite the blows being rained upon her, Mica refuses to let go of the director's leg, and continues to plead.
Belorta is in a lot of pain.
You've already pissed me off enough with that little stunt with the Sovereign.
If you had half a brain and had covered up your injury...!
*Whoosh*
The director raises his hand towards Mica, who closes her eyes in anticipation of the upcoming blow.
... B-Belorta! What are you doing?!
Belorta leaps up off the bed and hugs Mica, shielding her from the director's punches.
Don't! You have to move!
*Crunch crunch*
Mica continues to frantically dig through the snow, despite her hands becoming red and swollen.
Mica!
Mica, get a hold of yourself!
Ludmilla grabs Mica's shoulder.
Mica.
I understand how hopeless you must be feeling right now,
but it's more important than ever in times like this that you remain calm.
So why don't you sit here and rest until you've pulled yourself together.
Servant and I will search the area.
Yes, let us handle this for now.
...
Ludmilla and I sit Mica down.
Mica stares vacantly at the spot where Belorta was swept away.
3. Life and Death: A
39 linesHave you found anything?
... Not a thing.
*Swooosh*
It's no use. The weather isn't cooperating.
We're not getting any signal, either.
Things are going from bad to worse.
I propose that we head back and gather our...
!!
Mica!
*Crunch crunch*
It happened again. I couldn't protect her.
I thought it would be different when we became Nikkes.
I thought we would be together forever.
If there's no Belorta, why am I even here?
...
We shouldn't have fought today.
I never got to apologize to her.
*Crunch crunch*
Mica, slowly walks in a daze towards the edge of the cliff.
I can't go on without her, so it's better that I join her.
*Swoosh*
I sprint towards Mica and grab her by the waist.
*Thud*
Both of us collapse in the snow.
Mica, you're not thinking straight!
...
Old-Timer.
Let me go.
Without Belorta,
there's no point in going on.
*Sob*
So please... just let me go.
*Sob*
...
...
*Whoooosh*
The wind is picking up.
Another avalanche might be imminent.
We need to head back to Snowfield.
4. Life and Death: B
70 lines*Squeak*
Mica, your hand...
Did something happen?
Where's Belorta?
She... got swept away by the avalanche.
?!
What?!
What can we do?
The avalanche came out of nowhere.
Did you see where she got carried away?
... No.
Like I said, it was all so sudden. We didn't even have time to get out of the way.
Because of that... our potential search area is substantial.
Since the other members of Unlimited aren't here at the moment, you guys will need to be my support.
We're at your disposal.
Thank you.
*Swish*
*Thud*
Ludmilla places a map and compass on the table.
The map gives a good overview of the area around the Northern Base.
This is our current location.
Ludmilla points to the middle of the map.
Belorta went missing at the rear of the mountain behind Snowfield Hot Spring, about 0.6 miles away from here.
Absolute and Delta will proceed northwest.
Roger.
Okay.
Got it.
Understood.
Signal, you stay here and handle any and all communications.
Visibility out there is poor, so we'll need someone to be our eyes and ears.
Can do.
In lieu of Alice, Neve, and Tove, I'll have Blanc and Noir accompany me.
You can count on us.
Understood.
I'll come too.
Actually, Servant,
I thought it might be better for you to stay here with Signal.
This snowstorm is the worst I've ever seen. If you were to come with us, you'd only be putting yourself in danger.
I don't care.
I'm Belorta's commander.
Belorta is my friend.
...
Very well. If you insist, we'll head out together.
Also,
one more thing.
Before the avalanche, we felt a great vibration coming from underneath us.
So what you're saying is...
It could happen again.
If you feel a tremor while we're out there, don't move from your position.
*Thud*
Ludmilla takes out a grappling hook and places it on the desk.
We can use this to cinch ourselves together.
After we've done that, the hook can be anchored to the ground.
Got it.
I presume we'll be going up against Raptures as well?
What do you think, genius? Is this your first time up on the surface or something?
I'm just worried about them coming across Belorta...
Good point.
If she's not injured, she should be fine. But if she is...
Do you think she could fend them off on her own?
This doesn't bode well.
All we can do is hope that Belorta was able to find a safe place to hide.
In the meantime, we need to hurry up.
Okay, what's the next step?
What we'll do is...
Everyone huddles together and goes over the details of the search operation.
...
Except for Mica, who continues to stare vacantly into space.
5. Finding Hope: A
101 linesAfter Ludmilla informed everyone about the emergency with Belorta...
Delta, can you hear me?
Reading you loud and clear.
If communications get cut off, all you need to do is press the reset button once.
Got it.
Commander, don't you think it would have been better to dress in thicker clothing?
What I'm wearing should be fine.
*Clank*
This should do the trick.
Eunhwa, any chance you could take a gander at my firearm while you're at it?
Noir, do you think we should bring the gloves and straps that we use for our performances?
They might come in handy.
Yeah! Let's do that.
Everyone prepares for the upcoming search and rescue operation.
...
You okay, Mica?
Mica is still as listless as ever.
We'll find Belorta. I promise.
That's right. Until then, you just have to take it easy. You've got me worried. You look as pale as a sheet.
That's enough from you.
...
Hey.
Ludmilla approaches Mica.
Are you planning on sitting here staring into space all day?
...
Are you really going to sit back and do nothing?
...
Belorta would be devastated if she saw you like this.
Resigned to the fact that she's already dead! Look at you, unable to even lift a finger to help.
Ludmilla, aren't you being a bit harsh?
Mica.
Well? Are you going to sit here with that ridiculous look on your face and let your friend slip away?
...
You're really just going to leave her to die like this?
Ludmilla, that's enough!
... What did you say?
!!
So, I'll ask again.
Are you going to let yourself sink into despair, let it render you powerless, and lose your friend again?
Are you going to abandon your friend to die a cold, lonely death out there in the snow?
Then look alive!
Don't give up.
Erase the very idea of death from your mind.
You must believe that she is alive.
Because she is. Belorta isn't dead yet.
She's waiting for you to come find her.
She knows that you're out there searching for her.
That you're willing to scour every inch of this mountain in order to find her.
I'll be there guiding you the entire way.
If you can't trust yourself, then trust me.
I will do whatever it takes to find Belorta for you.
Now let's go and find our friend. Together.
Ludmilla extends her hand towards Mica.
Okay...
I'll go with you.
I believe it.
Belorta is alive. She must be... and we're going to find her!
*Sob*
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for being so weak.
I was scared that history was repeating itself.
*Sob*
*Sob*
Ludmilla pulls Mica close to her.
It's perfectly normal to cry when you're scared.
Let it all out.
When you're done, we'll go find Belorta.
*Rustle* *Rustle*
Mica pulls out several signal flares.
These are signal flares.
If we set these off, it might make the search easier for us,
as they'll help light the way.
However, they'll almost certainly draw Raptures to our location,
so we should be prepared.
Don't worry about that.
Yeah! We can kick Rapture butt no problem.
Ready.
Comms are all looking normal.
All good on Absolute's end.
Noir and I are good to go as well.
Let's move.
Watch your backs, everyone.
I'm coming, Belorta. Just hold on.
6. Finding Hope: B
37 linesAfter climbing the mountain for an interminable amount of time, we reach the location where Belorta was swept away by the avalanche.
*Swoosh*
The wind is still blowing fiercely.
Visibility is severely compromised.
Is this where the avalanche happened?
Mica picks up a signal flare that had been buried in the snow.
This is the signal flare that Belorta had.
!!
If that's true, then that confirms we're heading in the right direction.
She might be closer than we thought.
We should keep our eyes peeled for any other clues that could help lead us to Belorta.
Visibility is starting to improve somewhat, at least to the point where we can see objects in the snow.
Noted.
I'll take the lead.
Mica walks forward with confident strides.
Hey, Mica!
Why don't you hold our hands while you walk? We're the lucky bunnies, after all.
We can share some of our luck with you.
Maybe we'll be able to help you find Belorta more easily.
Go ahead and hold onto her hand, Noir.
Here Mica, take my hand.
Blanc and Noir approach Mica on both sides, take her hands in theirs, and proceed to move forward.
Mica is stronger than we initially gave her credit for.
Yes. I'm glad to see her improving.
I think she's finally realized that
inaction only gives birth to suspicion and fear.
By taking action, like we're doing now, you can take those negative emotions and turn them into courage and confidence.
What we can do is help encourage her, so that she stays strong and doesn't give up.
I can certainly do that.
Good. Let's keep moving.
7. Lucky Bunny
68 lines!!
Seems like we're getting closer.
Excellent!
Looks like your luck is starting to rub off on me.
I think Belorta may be somewhere close by.
I'm going to set off a signal flare.
*Pooshooshook*
Mica fires off the signal flare.
*Whoosh*
... It's really quiet.
...
Hmm...
Is this the end of this path?
The only thing up ahead is a cliff face.
But all the clues have led us to this point.
She has to be here somewhere...
Just in case, Noir and I will go check out the cliff.
There might be a way for us to get around it.
But how?
Yeah, that'll be easy for us to do.
You brought your gloves, right? Put those on and make sure you're holding my hand tight.
Otherwise, I might fall.
You got it!
A moment later.
With each clinging tightly onto the other, Blanc and Noir go to confirm whether there is an alternate path on the side of the cliff.
*Kabumpf*
!!
!!
Blanc!
Noir!
Noir and I frantically grasp onto Blanc's arm.
Pit Boss!
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I wrap my arms around Noir's waist.
Wha... Pit Boss!
Are you okay?
Yes... I'm okay.
Thank goodness.
I'm flattered that you were so worried about me.
Anyhoo, I just had a look-see, and there's definitely a side path just below the cliff.
It'll be a tight squeeze, but I think we'll be fine as long as we walk single-file.
We won't have to worry about that.
I brought a rope ladder just in case.
We typically use these during our acrobatic performances,
so it's capable of holding both of us.
You're quite well prepared.
Thanks!
*Whoosh*
No, wait.
I think another big gust is coming.
Another avalanche might be just around the corner.
Let's hide in that cave and make our move later.
8. The Signal Flare of Hope: A
67 linesBefore heading down the cliff, we decide to wait in a cave until the snowstorm dies down.
With the orphanage?
What kind of connection, exactly?
A familial connection, to be precise.
I knew that our family sponsored an orphanage,
but I had no idea that such horrific things were happening behind closed doors.
I should have paid more attention.
...
Well, I guess it doesn't make that much of a difference talking about it now.
I just wanted them to know that I'm not like the adults they dealt with as a child.
Even if I didn't personally carry out that abuse, I should do everything I can to prevent it from happening again.
I never want Mica and Belorta to feel the pain of being separated ever again.
So I have to find her.
We will.
I know. We just have to stay strong.
At the same time. Somewhere in the snowfield...
*Crunch crunch*
Belorta takes out her phone from her pocket.
Belorta attempts to raise herself up.
*Crack*
*Thud*
It's no good.
Mica was right.
Christmas is a bad day for me.
Getting swept away by an avalanche.
Phone dead.
Ankle injured.
If I'd known this was gonna happen, I would have listened to Mica.
I really thought today would be the best Christmas ever.
This is the first time I've ever celebrated Christmas with so many people.
And the first time I've made a cake.
... I was so happy.
...
Ah.
Am I going to die?
Hehe, dying on Christmas Day. Again.
Ha...
Hahaha!
Oh no... what about Mica?
Knowing her,
that fool will end up getting herself killed trying to find me.
If she ends up dying because I'm not here...
...
No.
I can't let that happen.
It won't happen.
I won't let Mica die.
...
I'll leave this place, alive.
And when I do, I'll wipe the tears off that crybaby's face.
9. Signal Flare of Hope: B
78 linesA while later,
the snowstorm subsides somewhat, and we head to the edge of the cliff once again to continue our search.
*Clang clang*
The ladder is good to go.
I'll go down first and make sure it's secure.
Noir will follow me, and then hold the ladder steady for everyone.
Got it!
All right, away I go.
See you down there.
Be careful.
Blanc and Noir use the ladder to go down the cliff.
Okay.
Okay.
Still, be careful when you're coming down.
Blanc and Noir shout loudly from the bottom of the cliff.
Mica, can you go down alone?
Sure I can! This doesn't scare me at all.
You're being very brave right now.
Hehe, well, off I go.
Mica slowly descends one rung at a time.
*Tap*
Before long, she's safely at the bottom.
Oh boy, that was further down than I thought...
My legs were shaking like leaves.
I will go ahead and investigate the path with Blanc.
Understood!
Mica heads towards Blanc.
I'm going to head down now.
*Tap tap tap*
I start to head down the ladder, and everything is going smoothly, when...
*Slip*
Gah!
I miss a rung, causing me to slip and lose my grip on the ladder.
Pit Boss!
*Boing*
I land smack-dab on top of Noir.
Are you okay?
Er... sorry.
I'm fine, thanks to you.
Thank goodness!
All right, I'm coming down now.
*Tap tap tap*
Ludmilla swiftly descends the ladder.
That wasn't so hard. Much sturdier than I thought it'd be.
...
...
Blanc shouts at us from the end of the path.
This.
Mica holds out a snowball with a red heart drawn on it.
Do you remember this, Old-Timer?
I remember.
I don't remember.
It's the snowball
Belorta was playing with at Snowfield Hot Spring.
Think carefully.
This is the snowball
Belorta was playing with at Snowfield Hot Spring.
!!
That means Belorta might be close by.
10. A Light in the Dark: A
60 lines*Sigh*
After the initial burst of hope finding Belorta's snowballs had given us...
A fork in the road.
Feels like we're out of the frying pan and into the fire...
We found ourselves faced with another challenge.
What should we do? We can't go both ways...
How about if we split up?
Out of the question.
The high altitude is interfering with our comms equipment.
If we split up and run into any problems, we could be in big trouble.
I guess we'll have to leave it up to chance, and hope things end up in our favor.
...
If it's a matter of luck,
why don't you let Noir and I do our thing?
Like I said before, we're lucky bunnies!
You may think I'm talking out of my rear,
but we've never taken the wrong path before, not even once.
It's true.
Whenever we come across a fork in the road, so long as we both agree on which path to take, it always ends up being the right choice.
Wow.
That is quite amazing.
Well,
with things being as they are, I'd say it's our safest bet.
Let's put our trust in the lucky bunnies.
We can't waste any more time.
Got it!
Right!
We should get moving.
Trusting Noir and Blanc's judgment, we head to the right.
Fortunately, the path is not a dead end, and continues forward.
Mica springs towards the side of a tree and picks up another snowball with a heart drawn on it.
Thank goodness we were right.
...
Ludmilla stares at the sign lying half-submerged in the snow.
I think the avalanche may have altered the terrain, which would explain that fork in the road we saw earlier.
I remember seeing this sign during my previous search.
If we had headed in the other direction, we would have hit a dead end.
Then let's keep heading this way!
Afterward, we encounter several other branching paths.
Hmm... Left?
This is Belorta's signal flare!
I'm feeling the right side.
Another snowball!
Fortunately, by following Blanc and Noir's directions, we always manage to find the correct path quickly enough.
We stumble upon a small cave.
11. A Light in the Dark: B
68 linesWe enter the cave with high spirits, expecting to find Belorta, but...
Grrr...
Grrr...
Belorta?
!!
We instead found ourselves face-to-face with a sleeping polar bear.
Wow, a real, honest-to-goodness polar bear.
Should we leave?
I think that might be a good idea.
That's far too dangerous.
I know, but I feel we should, just to be sure.
Belorta might be somewhere around here.
If you won't do it, then I'll go alone.
But...
I'll be safe. Don't worry.
Perfect. Thank you.
Mica gingerly tiptoes around the polar bear.
...
Coming up empty-handed, she turns to look at us and shakes her head.
She proceeds to search the cave, leaving no stone unturned,
but there's no trace of Belorta anywhere.
We better leave before the polar bear wakes up.
Where in the world is she?
...
Are you okay, Mica?
Huh? Oh, yes! I'm okay.
We might not have found much of note in the cave,
but that doesn't invalidate all the other clues that we found leading up to it.
I'm confident that if we keep searching, we'll eventually find Belorta.
So long as
we continue to believe that she's alive.
That will happen for sure.
... Right?
Right. We'll find her.
You're exactly right, Mica.
As long as we don't give up hope, then we can find light even in the darkest times.
I'm sure Belorta is doing everything she can
to find us as well.
*Whoooosh*
I can only hear the wind.
I didn't hear anything.
Me neither.
I didn't hear any...
*Whoooosh*
A gust of wind blows again.
!!
I do. It's faint, but it sounds like someone screaming...
Hyyyaahh!
!!
!!
I can hear it!
This way!
Let's go!
12. An Undying Spark: A
72 linesGraaaa!
We rush towards where the sound is coming from.
!!
Over there!
On the opposite side of the cliff, Belorta is struggling to fend off a Rapture.
Belorta!
*Bang*
It seems that Belorta can't hear us.
I've got to get across.
Mica quickly looks around.
There's a wooden bridge over there!
I don't care! I have to try!
Mica darts towards the bridge.
Mica!
*Crack*
Mica begins to race across the bridge.
*Fwump* *Fwump*
Unable to bear her weight, the wooden planks of the bridge shatter, plummeting into the void underneath.
Mica, however, carries on at a full sprint.
By the way, that cake you made was out of this world.
You always make the best cakes.
I think your cake is what made this party.
*Snap* *Snaaaap*
As Mica moves forward, the ropes connecting the wooden bridge start to snap.
I'm glad to see you smiling, Mica. You should do it more often.
Let's try and smile as much as possible this Christmas.
Ready, set... smile!
Something tells me that our Christmases going forward will be just as wonderful.
*Snap* *Snaaaap*
The pillars supporting the bridge start to shake,
and Mica's body sways to the point where she almost tumbles into the abyss several times.
This was a bridge that Mica would never cross,
no matter what happens.
But Mica still ran across it.
Determined not to lose her friend again,
she ran and ran.
*Crack* *Craaaack*
Must go faster.
Belorta is over there.
She's still alive!
I'm not too late.
I just need to move faster.
I can't get scared.
I can't be afraid.
I can do it.
I can still save her!
*Krrrrrraaaaaa*
Just as the final pillar tilts to the side and collapses completely,
and Mica is about to be sent plummeting,
she uses her last ounce of strength to get a foothold on a wooden plank,
and leaps towards Belorta on the other side.
*Whoooosh*
*Crrraaassshh*
At long last, Mica finds herself in front of the person she has been so desperately searching for.
Mica?!
*Kreeeeee*
Mica runs in front of Belorta,
standing between her and the hulking enemy threat.
Encounter!
13. An Undying Spark: B
163 lines*Kreeeeee*
*Boom*
The massive Rapture collapses to the ground.
Mica runs towards Belorta.
Mica, how...
How did you just do that?!
Can't you see that there are Raptures around here?
You could have put yourself in serious danger.
How can you laugh at a time like this?!
Because I'm happy.
Before, you were always the one protecting me.
But this time, I protected you.
That makes me happier than you can even imagine... *sniff*
...
I really did it...
I kept you safe...
*Sob*
I'm so happy.
Belorta...
Thank you.
Thank you for staying alive.
...
And...
I'm sorry.
Mica looks into Belorta's eyes.
I'm sorry for getting on your nerves back at the Hot Spring.
I'm sorry for not letting you do anything.
For taking so long to find you.
And...
You dummy!
*Grab*
... It's okay.
It's all okay.
I'm the one who should be sorry.
I shouldn't have been angry with you the moment I saw you.
...
When I woke up alone,
I was afraid that I was going to die.
*Sniff*
Thank you for not giving up and coming to find me.
Are you crying?
Oh jeez, don't cry.
We both...
stayed alive this time.
And we'll be together forever.
Still no signal...
*Whoooosh*
The wind hasn't died down yet either.
I don't...
Are we lost again?
Hehe, we were both so happy at being alive,
but now it looks like that happiness is about to be short-lived.
Hehe, right. You're right.
Hmm...
Mica looks around.
You see that small cave over there?
Let's head inside for a little while.
When you're in a life-or-death situation, it's best to stay in one place.
Yes?
I could say the same thing about you!
Not at all.
Even though you could see the bridge breaking all around you?
The only thing I could see was you.
Besides, the idea of not being able to save you scared me most of all.
I'm not going to say it twice.
Aw, come on!
An orange light can be seen from afar.
Is that... a torch?
*Crunch* *Crunch*
The orange light steadily creeps closer to Belorta and Mica.
!!
!!
... Finally found you.
Closing the distance between them, Ludmilla appears, carrying a lantern.
Ludmilla!
Is everyone okay?
How did you...!
*Slide*
Wha... when did I fall asleep?
The last thing I remember was Ludmilla carrying me out on her back.
How long were we out?
Belorta and Mica step out of the room, each of them rubbing their eyes.
Did you sleep well?
Hey! You don't have to tell other people that!
How's your ankle, Belorta?
I didn't want it bother you too much while we wait to take you to the Repair Center, so I put a splint on it.
We prepared a couple of dishes for the Christmas party.
Huh? Didn't we already have one of those?
Yes, but we never got to set off the fireworks.
!!
!!
So the party hasn't ended proper.
Fireworks are the perfect end to a good party.
They're gonna be great!
If you could set off a firework shaped like a grenade, that'd really be something.
I want a snowman!
...
This time around, I'll watch the fireworks from inside the hot springs.
Thank you for saying all that...
I'm so touched!
All right, then! I'll make sure to give you all the best fireworks display this world has ever seen.
I'll go set them off on the terrace.
Mica, are you ready?
As ready as I'll ever be.
Haha. Good.
Come on, Noir, let's head inside the hot springs.
Sure thing! It'll be nice and warm.
I should take a dip as well. I need to release some of this stress.
No.
What are you going to do, Delta?
I'm planning on making an igloo.
Of course. You can help me make snow bricks.
I'll do my best!
Christmas Party, take two!
14. Friends Forever
98 linesAfter the investigation at the hot springs came to a close,
we made our way back to the Ark.
A few days later...
*Knock knock*
Come in.
*Zing*
How have you been, Servant?
Ludmilla?
What brings you here?
I came to give my report to Andersen about the Hot Spring.
I figured I might as well stop by to check in on Belorta and Mica.
I see.
The resources we uncovered have apparently been a major help.
I talked it over with Andersen,
and it's been decided that Snowfield Hot Spring will remain open for any Nikkes conducting missions near the Northern Base in the future.
And if, by any chance, there are any Nikkes who have lost their way,
it'll be a nice oasis for them to warm up and rejuvenate themselves before heading back out.
I think that's a splendid idea.
Servant.
It's been quite some time since I was at the Outpost.
If you're free, could you show me the way to the Toy Store?
Sure, no problem.
*Ring*
Welcom... Huh?
Ludmilla!
*Gasp* Welcome, Ludmilla!
Hey there.
Hey, Old-Timer!
I came to give my report on the Hot Spring,
and figured I could stop by and see how the two of you are doing.
How are things?
I'm doing wonderfully, thanks to you.
Me too!
Glad to hear that.
Yes.
Even the Central Government thinks highly of the Hot Spring.
The doors to Snowfield will remain open for the foreseeable future.
Wow! Really?
Then I want to go visit again real soon!
Spending Christmas there was heavenly.
You wanna come with me, Mica?
Sure!
We should take Old-Timer with us too.
Why me?
I felt like I didn't get to prank you as much as I would've liked to.
... Thanks, but no thanks.
Can I prank you back?
...
Seems like things are about to get interesting again.
I'm glad to see that you're both doing well.
Well, I should be on my way.
Where are you headed off to now?
I was planning on exploring downtown with Servant.
I don't mind.
Just you? Not you and Mica?
Hehe, I'm just kidding.
I've decided to stick close to Mica from now on.
Last time when we got separated, I put Mica through hell.
So...
What are you talking about? You can go.
Huh?
I'll stay here and mind the store. You can go, no problem.
Of course!
Don't worry about me. You just go and have fun.
Like you said, you didn't get to have fun during Christmas.
Yep.
Nothing unfortunate will happen from now on.
After all, Christmas is supposed to be a day of merriment.
If you get lost,
I'll come find you, hehe.
...
The list goes on. Every Christmas, something awful happens to Belorta.
So we try not to go outside then.
If she had only slowed down, she wouldn't have gotten hurt.
... Belorta? What are you thinking about?
Huh? Oh, nothing.
Just that since you keep insisting that I go,
I can't refuse now!
Let's go, Ludmilla.
Have fun, Belorta.
NEVERLAND END.



