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I'm not trying to yell at you, Rafaela. You're a klutz, but you do a decent job with everything you need to do.

It's the idiots who don't know the gravity of all this.

This city is full of entertainment, but if that's all the city has, there's no way it could've gotten such a foothold in Bolívar.

But you still called me a klutz...

But, my lovely sister, you are a klutz, no?

Hmph.

Actually, I got the feeling that I was being followed just now.

Really?

I'm not sure, but that's what it felt like.

I'll let everyone in the competitions know to be careful.

Never mind... I guess that, outside of the mission, these guys aren't all that different from the folks who live here. You wouldn't be able to get much out of them.

Anyway, how did the mission go?

We got the bombs installed in the residential district.

Did anyone find you?

I ran into the purple-haired girl on your team about halfway through. I avoided a direct confrontation with her, like you'd told me.

And what did she do?

She didn't bother us.

She didn't come to me about it. I guess she really didn't notice...

No, there's no guarantee that's the case. She's clearly mistrustful of me, even more so than Ch'en. It's possible that she found out but chose to hide it from me.

And even if she found out, there's probably very little she could do...

*Sigh*, they don't want to work together, and I can't keep an eye on both of them at once. What a pain.

It's me.

Your orders?

If the mayor starts investigating the competition area, let my father know right away.

Understood.

Phew, I guess this will do for now.

I've taken a look at which teams made it through. Out of the forty teams in the competition, twelve are on our side, and nine of those made it through. It's more or less what I expected.

Yeah, if it wasn't for the blue haired girl getting in the way, we probably could've taken down another team or two.

It was never all that reliable of a plan, luring out teams with pure gold out in the open and then taking them down, so there's really nothing to complain about with these results.

We made it through the first round. All we have to do during the second round is get in the other teams' way.

After all, the second round's full of Ms. Candela's underlings hiding in every corner to ambush anyone who tries to take a shortcut. It's not the right time to set up more bombs.

And the less teams at the end of the second round, the better. That's our goal in this round. You remember that, right?

Stop taking me for a dummy.

I'm just telling you again, just in case.

Right, since you're here, I might as well tell you now. There's a change in plans.

What's wrong? Are those outsiders that tough?

Yeah, they're probably a little too tough, even.

Should we take them out?

No.

First, we'd probably pay a dear price for that.

And secondly... They are good people.

Good people?

That's right. Good people.

If I'd known them longer, I'd even try to persuade them to join our cause.

Would they join us?

No idea, but it's not happening now.

That's why I can only assume the old man will be in danger if they get close to him on the ship. We'll need to do all we can to stall them.

But to get to the point, I probably won't be on the ship, so I'll probably try to work with you on land.

Will you need my help?

If it comes down to it, I will. That's why I'm telling you this now.

Okay.

Let's move on to something less serious.

That reminds me, Rafaela. You've lived in this city for a few years now. Do you know where the name Dossoles came from?

Hm? I haven't really heard why... But I'm guessing it has to do with why they call this the City of Two Suns.

That's right. Now take another guess. Which two suns?

Hm... The one on the sky?

This one's too obvious. You can see it just by looking up.

And the second one... is the one you see in the water?

Very good. I thought you wouldn't figure it out.

The city's ocean completely engulfs the sun in the sky.

Papa told me about that before.

Now, do you know that this city was almost renamed Tressoles, the City of Three Suns?

Huh? Three suns?

That's right. Now what do you think the third sun is?

The third sun...?

Maybe the mayor?

Hahaha, that's one theory. Ms. Candela is like the city's sun, and this city only exists because of her.

That's not the right answer, though.

Huh? It's not?

The mayor is a prideful person, but she wouldn't compare herself with the sun. Her pride is above even the sun.

She wouldn't put herself on the same level as two other suns. She would say all three suns are hers.

Then what's the third sun?

The answer's simple. It's on your papa's boat.

He's your papa... He's my step-dad. Eh, is it the pretty gold statue?

Haha, that's right. That's the city's third sun.

Supposedly, it took everyone quite a while to persuade Ms. Candela not to go there.

That sounds kinda lame.

Is there anything that isn't lame about this city?

It looks like you enjoy living here though.

Do I look like I enjoy this place?

You don't?

I kind of think you've been enjoying working for the mayor the last few years.

If that's the case, why would I help Father?

No idea. I've always thought you weren't going to.

*Sigh*... Your intuition is always so on point.

And here you just called me a klutz.

Hahaha...

Anyway, let's get back to preparing for the match.