Part 1

Noire fought desperately for her eyes from closing, it took her more than a moment to realize she was halfway dangling from the railing. Uni had her arms wrapped around Noire's waist to keep her from going over and pulled her back to the safety of the metal platform.

Panting, Noire watched Uni's lips formed words, but no noise were coming out. No noise, except for the loud clanging and banging of cranes, the air-rupturing roars of helicopters, and the crashing tides of the sea. Instead of trying to read her little sister's lips, Noire turned her focus on to the tablet in her hand. She was near the point of passing out from exhaustion that she wanted to continue her work, even so far as to ignore her sister even if it was unintentional.

Uni's hand was then on top of the tablet's screen, forcing Noire's attention to the CPU Candidate.

"You shouldn't be even be here. You should be back at the Basilicom taking a rest." Uni had to almost yell in Noire's ear to get her to hear over the loud noises.

Noire responded with her usual justification by placing work above all else, but from seeing the look on Uni's face, she likely couldn't hear. Actually, whether it were the loud noises or the fact that she was so tired, Noire couldn't tell if she said anything at all.

A pop-up icon appeared on her tablet. A message from Blanc. She tapped the screen to start a video chat and walked away a good distance from the docks so she could at least make out what Blanc was saying.

"I'm really sorry about all the noise," Noire said.

"I assume all that commotion means progress is going well?"

"Why, yes. We deployed vessels with sonar capabilities and studied the flow of water around Gamindustri to predict where it would end up, but it turned out we didn't even need to do all that. It ended up floating all the way here and crashed into our docks. How lucky is that?"

"I apologize if I come off just a tad too suspicious, but are you certain that this ship isn't possibly a rogue unit from your navy? Or perhaps… a spy?"

Noire sighed. "This again? Come on, Blanc, trust me a little. Why would I send a spy? I have no reason to and I wouldn't possibly dare to do anything that would harm the relationship between any of our nations."

"I know I shouldn't throw accusations without proper evidence, but…" she paused for a moment to flip through a number of papers on her desk. "…I can only imagine your nation to be capable of harboring something with such advanced technology. Looking through its specifications, it makes a complete mockery of my city, Leanbox, and Planeptune.

"No kidding, but don't think knowing that isn't blowing my mind as well. I'm telling you, even Lastation isn't capable with that type of technology. Well, not yet, anyway… b-but, it's all still in the process of research and development and we're no where near done. This… This thing is like lightyears ahead of all of Gamindustri."

Blanc continued to flip through pages of documents, even flipping back to the first page to go through all of them again. Just looking at her eyes anyone could tell that her pride had taken the deep end. "Any word on Planeptune and Leanbox?"

Before Noire could say anything, Uni had already moved her head in front. "Nepgear said that she and Neptune are about to check the coast off Planeptune for clues. Apparently they've been given lots of scrap metal and other things. Leanbox, too. Their beaches are filled with nothing but scrap and junk."

"I see," Blanc nodded.

"That being said… Vert has been acting very joyful about it. Think she has a clue?"

"That may very well be the case. In any case, Noire, I'll leave your end to you. And remember—"

"Geez, I know already," Noire giggled. "I swear as CPU of Lastation."

"Very well. I'll contact you again soon." And with that, the screen went black.

Noire sighed as she handed her tablet over to Uni and stared out towards the sea. Normally, there would be a beautiful scene of the glimmering waters of Lastation, but right now, there was a large curtain of cranes, vessels, and numerous helicopters connected with a thick cable underneath their metal frames.

The cranes and helicopters went up and the boats dispersed in opposite directions. Noire had gone far enough to get away from the busy noises of the harbor, but despite the distance between her and the waters, what erected from under was so large it was as if Noire was gazing upon her own Basilicom from the very bottom. It wouldn't be wrong to say that it is probably even bigger than that. Noire and Uni's hearts stopped and their eyes widen, their sights froze on the monstrous pillar of water that could easily pierce the heavens if it didn't stop — and it didn't look like it will. They were practically staring up towards the sky. Uni almost fell backwards before catching her step. Finally, the water that veiled the object's identity came crashing down like a massive waterfall, revealing a massive ship adorned in a gun metal material. There were lights. Bright blue lights that seemed to pulse from the inside. Some parts of the ship were even transparent, allowing one to see inside from the outside. It was almost alien. No, it was alien. But despite the otherworldly design, Noire couldn't get past the sheer size of it. The ship itself could pass as its own nation.

There was no way something like this could possibly exist in Gamindustri.

Part 2

Neptune fell forward while hiking up a rocky hill, holding onto a large walking stick to keep herself from face-planting.

"I can't… go on… Nep Jr… you must… go on… without… me…"

"But sis, we've only been walking for ten minutes."

"Oh, I know," Neptune stood right back up with her usual energetic demeanor. "This stick or staff or whatchamacallit really puts you on that adventuring mood, y'know? It's like we're about to head out on a journey, visit all the unknown corners of the earth, meet new allies, kill demons, and defeat the final end boss that takes the form of an evil demonic eyeball residing at the top of a volcano. I'm totally the mage, despite what canonical sources might suggest. What about you, Nep Jr.?"

"Um, well, I'd prefer to be some sort of mechanic that collects trinkets. Do you think that's cool?"

"Uh, that sounds canon already." Neptune hopped and jumped from rock to rock until she reached the summit, stabbing her walking stick at the top as if proclaiming her land as hers. "That being said, for the past couple days you sure looked like a mechanic who has stepped through the pearly gates of steampunk heaven."

Stars larger than those in the galaxy occupied Nepgear's eyes. Planeptune guards have found numerous scraps of mechanical parts washed up on the shore. No one knew how it appeared or where it came from, but if anyone in Planeptune had any sort of interest in these kinds of trinkets, they knew the CPU Candidate would be delighted to receive them as gifts.

"Processing units with multiple power cores capable of virtual duplication computing…" Nepgear rambled on and on, checking off her mental checklist of all the parts she was given like she was the manager of a factory, far lost in bliss that she didn't notice they had reached their destination.

Neptune snapped her fingers an inch away from Nepgear's face. "Yoo-hoo~ Dear sweet lovely little sister and heir to the Neptunian throne, Neppity Neppity Nep Jr. Just because I left you once doesn't mean you can leave me alone in the dark, cold barren wasteland that is reality."

"O-oh, goodness, are we there already?"

"Geez, you've been losing yourself in your crazy fantasies more often than before ever since you've started collecting all those weird gadgets that've been appearing all over."

"Do you think Planeptower needs any renovating? Oh, what if…!"

"There she goes again," Neptune said, sweat dripping from her forehead. She held her walking stick in her hands and gave it a thorough inspection. It was also a gift from the guards. They found it in the middle where all the washed up scraps were found, but it was eye-catching enough that it grabbed their attention. It was crude, but well taken care of. Not necessarily made by hand, apparently, but rather a root or a branch from a very photogenic tree with favourable genetics. At least, that's what the guards said. Either way, it looked super cool to Neptune.

After passing through a few more trees, they were met with the calm waters of the shores southeast of Planeptune. The pure, blue seas glistened, caressing the edges of the yellow beach.

"They must have cleaned up the place real good," Neptune said as she slid down the small grassy cliff that met with the sand at the bottom. "Let's take stroll down the shoreline. We might find some more parts along the way."

"What the goodness?" Nepgear jumped in shock. "What are all those Dogoos doing?"

Neptune looked over to where Nepgear was pointing. There was a dogpile of Dogoos where the waves reached the land.

"Maybe they're just having a bath?" Neptune tilted her head, confused whether or not a bath was actually what they were doing. If they were, what got them so excited to be piling up on each other? Hold on a sec… As the waters receded, Neptune narrowed her eyes and took a closer look. While the Dogoos jumped and bounced and squeezed all up against eachother, Neptune can notice something within the gaps in the middle of the swarm, something that didn't resemble a Dogoo at all.

"Neptune, it's a person," Nepgear yelled in a panic. "She's under all those Dogoos."

"All right, lemme at 'em." Neptune decided there was no time to wait and charged straight towards the pile of Dogoos. She held her staff in her left, a katana materialized in her right. She jumped in the air — "Hiyah!" — and slashed her sword as she touched down, clearing away the pile of Dogoos and freeing the unconscious body from all that weight.

The ones that managed to jump out of the way surrounded Neptune. With her usual smile on her face and fire in her eyes, she readied her ultimate staff-and-sword combination technique that she thought of on the fly.

Then there was a sudden scream.

Neptune looked back over towards the trees where itcame from and saw Nepgear fighting off another group of Dogoos. It didn't seem like anything was unusual or difficult until she noticed even more Dogoos appeared from out of the trees, even more than there were currently present. Once Neptune turned her attention back to the Dogoos surrounding her, she noticed that the number of Dogoos grew. What started with five Dogoos ready to battle turned to the entire beach becoming a sea of Dogoos.

She did have to work her muscles after weeks of playing video games, though.

The first group of Dogoos jumped at her. She swung her sword and they all dematerialized in the air. Another group of Dogoos proceeded to attack and they fell to a single blow. One Dogoo tried to sneak up on her from behind, but Neptune was too fast and bashed its head in with the blunt end of her staff. The feeling of using her new weapon felt great; she wondered if this is how the older her first got into duel-wielding. Is it too late to change classes to a thief?

Neptune danced around the battlefield with sword and staff in hand taking out probably hundreds of Dogoos by now. She glanced at Nepgear at times to see how she was holding up just to see she was still fending off Dogoos as well. That was fine. Nothing wrong with that. What was wrong, however, was how long they've gone at it. They should be at least be half way done with defeating all of them, right? Neptune's shoulders dropped. Dogoos on all sides stretching from the furthest corners of the beach and more coming from the forest.

Nepgear screamed once more. A number of Dogoos managed to get the jump on her, causing her to trip and tumble down the cliff side.

"Aww Nep…" She took a step back and the Dogoos hopped forward. She took out more of them out to reach Nepgear's body, but the annoying creatures wouldn't give her a chance to make room. One of the Dogoos timed its attack during one of her swings. Neptune saw it coming and tightened her core to force her body back and swung her left arm around, hitting the Dogoos with the staff like a baseball bat. Her right foot landed behind her and with all the pressure used on it to stop her momentum, she felt what was like a gunshot throughout her entire calf.

"Ahh! Ow, ow! Ahhhh!" Neptune scooted away from the Dogoos with one hand with the other squeezing and massaging her leg. She reached for her stick and swung it around, hoping to give herself enough time, but to no avail.

One Dogoo placed all its weight on top of Neptune, pinning her down. A couple sat and locked down her right arm. A few more came and piled up on her lower body. The blue creatures came piling on top one after another until Neptune could barely breath and could only see, if she looked hard enough, a sliver of the sky above. She grasped onto her staff as tightly as she could, the only part of her that was outside the mass of Dogoos, as if she were hanging onto her life.

She felt something grab onto the staff. She thought a Dogoo was about to take it away from her, so she refused to let go. A musical note resonated in the air and sounded like it was being played directly into her ears. It was a wonderful sound that took Neptune's mind off her current predicament for a brief moment. The weight of the staff shifted from the outside and another note on a different scale was played. A lower note, but a beautiful note. The staff shifted weight once more, and a higher melody found its way into Neptune's ear. Was the sound coming from the staff? Neptune could barely see a glowing light coming from the midshaft of the staff. She slid her hand down the shaft until her hand reached the space that glowed. As she touched the light, another of the same beautiful note she heard first played and the Dogoos that were swarming on top of her stopped.

Even Neptune froze in confusion, wondering what had happened to the Dogoos and what their next move will be. After a minute, the Dogoos started to dissipate, losing all interest in Neptune and headed off into the woods until they were no where to be seen, leaving Neptune alone on the beach with a paralyzed Nepgear and an unconscious person.

Or a now-conscious person, to be precise. A girl with long, white hair held on to one end of Neptune's staff. She let out a groan and opened one eye to look at Neptune. "Think you could carry me… p-please…?"

Part 3

Neptune leaned back against a tree and slowly sat down without putting any unwanted pressure on her leg. She kept on poking her calf, trying to feel if there was a giant hole in her leg. The slight pain was getting somewhat addicting. Yow! — until she poked too hard.

"Careful, sis," Nepgear said. She was walking shoulder-to-shoulder with the girl that was found buried under a pack of Dogoos. They both had found the feeling in their bodies after a few minutes of paralysis and fatigue.

Now that she could get a better look at her, the new girl looked a bit… plain. Something about her aesthetic fails to make an impression that people of Gamindustri usually put out. Soft, earthy colors instead of bright colors that pop. The only thing noticeable was her off-white hair and the large shawl wrapped around her shoulder that looked more like a poncho.

Nepgear had the girl sit next to Neptune while she sat on her knees in front of them. Just when Neptune was about to greet the new girl, she noticed Nepgear started squirming. Nepgear thought she was being subtle about it, but Neptune could obviously see the amount of squirming she was doing.

"You all right there, kiddo?"

Nepgear whined as she couldn't help but squirm some more. "Well… Aww… It's just that… I'm a bit sticky in places that I prefer not to talk about…"

"Aww, it's okay, Nepgear." Neptune looked at her with such sympathy and compassion that Nepgear couldn't help but smile and feel better about it. That was until Neptune suddenly blurted out laughing.

"W-wha— Neptune!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just so happy that my baby sister is starting to grow up so fast."

"Neptuuune!"

Neptune was lost in her hysterical laughter while Nepgear grabbed her arms and tried to pin her down to stop the embarrassment. It was hard to tell whether this is how their relationship usually is or they're just putting on a comedy act, but the more the girl watched, the more she couldn't help but laugh as well. Her laughter caught the sisters' attention, and once they glanced at each other for a moment, they laughed along with her.

"The both of you are so funny," she said. "And incredibly cute together."

"Yeah, we get that a lot, y'know? A smile here, a flaunt there, and a little bit of skinship and the fanbase goes bonkers. Oh, the name's Neptune, by the way."

"O-oh, um, sorry for not introducing ourselves earlier. My name's Nepgear. Nice to meet you."

"And before you ask — yes, I am the main character. I'm also the older sister. People get that confused."

The girl giggled and tried to stand up while using the staff as support, but her body was still fatigued and gave up on her, dropping herself back down hard.

"Be careful," Nepgear cried as she helped the girl sit properly against the tree.

"Th-thank you. Sorry about that. I haven't been able to exercise for a while, and I guess I didn't realize how long I was knocked out for." She put the staff aside, letting it stand against the tree. "I'm Lacoste. Really, thank you for helping me out there. I was nothing but dead before you two came along."

"Aw shucks, it was nothing. Just leave it to the ol' Nepster and junior here and we'll show every monster who really owns Gamindustri. Although, if anyone — or anything — deserves thanks, it's that nifty walking stick you got there. Well, I say stick, but… what exactly is it?"

"Oh, this?" Lacoste grabbed it and laid it on her lap. "You're not wrong to call it a walking stick, that's what I pretty much use it for, but it's actually a distaff."

"A distaff?"

Nepgear tilted her head. "Isn't that for… sewing?"

"I dunno. Maybe, but I've taken this baby with me on all my adventures. It's my walking stick, it's my weapon of choice, it's pretty much my longest friend I've ever had."

"Woah," Neptune said wide-eyed. "Did you just say 'adventures'?"

"Yep. There's nothing better than exploring unknown places, learning new things, seeing the wonders of the world. In fact, I was in the middle of an adventure when I lost control of my ship and crashed and, well, now I'm here."

"What the goodness?" Nepgear cried in disbelief. "You crashed in a ship? That's terrifying, but… Neptune, if that's the same ship, we just found the owner."

Neptune only stared while Nepgear shook her shoulders until after a brief moment, Neptune's eyes and mouth widen at the revelation. "You're absolutely right. Wow, this quest was super easy-peasy. In just a mere hour of hiking, we found the captain. There's nothing, but to be proud of this cute little battle-worn main character. Go me."

"Sis, we should head back and let Histoire know."

"Perfect, I'm ready to head back to Planeptune and celebrate with a huge load of puddiiiing~!"

Neptune's excitement made her jump off her butt, but she couldn't stand for more than half a second before her leg started to explode. She yelped in pain and landed on top of Lacoste, knocking her down as well.

"Goodness, N-Neptune…!"

"I'm alright… I just… my leg is just— Nep! My leg!"

"Stop… moving… you're crushing my hip…"

After Nepgear helped Neptune and Lacoste back up against the tree, Neptune thought that it would be best fly rather than wait for her leg to heal.

"Fly?" Lacoste raised an eyebrow.

"Darn straight. Check it, we can't really move in our current state, so it's better if we just transform into our healthy, sexy, totally busty older selves and fly back home. We can carry you, too."

"Well…" Nepgear knew her sister was right, and she agreed, but something about that sentence rubbed her chest the wrong way. "About that…"

"Hold on, 'transform'?"

Neptune pulled Nepgear up and leaned against her shoulder. "Feast your eyes on this."

Neptune smacked Nepgear's chest — "Owie!" — and a white glow engulfed both their bodies, blinding Lacoste. After a few moments later, the light subsided and Lacoste looked where the purple sisters were standing, only to see a two beautiful women in bodysuits standing in their place.

Lacoste's mouth widen so much her jaw was about to fall off. "You're…!"

"I am the CPU of Planeptune, Purple Heart." Her voice, so mature and seductive, yet held a certain resolve that could make anyone humble and loyal.

"And I'm the CPU Candidate." That was totally Nepgear no matter how much Lacoste didn't want to believe it.

Lacoste looked back and forth between the older Neptune and Nepgear, blinking to see if what she was saw was real. Once she finally accepted it, she stared at the both of them, running her eyes on every inch of their bodies. It was making the sisters rather self-conscious about it.

"Um, Lacoste," Neptune said, "are you all right? We didn't startle you or anything, did we?"

Lacoste clenched her distaff and held it firmly against her chest. "N-no, I'm… I'm fine." Her voice was breaking. She placed her hand over her eyes to hide the tears that welled up.

Nepgear floated to Lacoste's said and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Is something the matter?"

Lacoste wiped her tears and shook her head. "No, I'm fine, really. Please, I want to see your home."

Part 4

Neptune groaned in satisfaction as she sank deep within her large beanbag chair while Nepgear massaged Neptune's leg. Histoire came floating in with a plastic bag filled with Nep pudding.

"Pudding~" Nepgear cheered. "Ahhh, this kind of treatment is exactly what the main character needs after a day's hard work out on the field."

"Nepgear, you don't have to spoil your sister like this. It is only a pulled muscle."

"I know," she giggled, "but Neptune's right. We found the reason for why all the debris washing up on our shores and also the owner of the ship that crashed in Lowee and Lastation."

"That may be, but…" History conceded with a sigh. "Very well. I am proud of the both of you for solving the mystery, but are you sure that keeping her here is wise?"

Neptune looked over her shoulder and saw Lacoste running around the room. Ever since they brought her to Planeptune, and especially inside Planeptower, she's been acting like an overexcited kid having a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity inside Santa's workshop. It was pretty expected, Neptune thought. Planeptune is, of course, the awesomest place in all of Gamindustri.

"Chillaaax, Histy. We need to know more about the ship, who she is, and where she came from, right? Besides, it's not like it's some big mystery anymore, anyway. She was on a grand adventure and just so happens to end up in Gamindustri. Oh, but since she's here…"

Neptune grabbed the nearest gamepad. Nepgear followed suit by grabbing the second controller and jumping on the couch behind Neptune.

"Hey, Lacoste," Nepgear called, "do you want to play a game?"

Neptune waved her controller in the air. "I call first player. What games do you play? Fighters? RPGs? Shmups?"

Lacoste removed her flattened face from the balcony window. "Games? You play video games here?"

"Who doesn't play video games? Now come sit your little hiney down here and pick up a pad, 'cuz we're goin' on an…" Neptune and Nepgear shouted out, "ADVENTURE!"

Lacoste stared at them for a second before her face lit up. "Adventure!"

"Put your seatbelt on and your strategy guides in front for we are now initiating the ultimate adventure by playing a co-op campaign of—" Neptune grabbed her chest and threw herself forward, hand on her mouth as if trying to hurl all her intestines out.

Nepgear buried her head in the armrest of the couch, crying in pain. Histoire slowly descended, holding her head while trying not to fall unconscious off of her book.

Before Histoire reached the floor, Lacoste held her in her hands. "Neptune? N-Nepgear?" She reaches over for Nepgear and touched her head, pulling her hand back the moment Nepgear let out an agonizing scream.

"M-My head…! It… it feels like… it's being crushed…!"

"My insides… hrk!" Lacoste rushed toward Neptune and rubbed her back, but then Neptune fell flat on the floor as if an invisible object weighing a hundred pounds was dropped on top of her.

"W-what's going on!?" Lacoste panicked. She darted back and forth between Neptune and Nepgear while taking short glances at Histoire. She tried putting her brain on overdrive only to get shocked by the constant cries of pain. It was starting to hurt her more knowing that all she could really do is sit there and stare. She was about to scream her lungs out and run out the building.

The air went silent. Then heavy panting filled the room. Neptune managed to find the strength to get on her hands and knees with only slight wobbling. Nepgear rolled onto her back and whined, barely able to open her eyes. Even Histoire finally managed to come through. Lacoste was breaking out in a massive sweat and knew the other girls were just sweaty as she was; the palm of her hands were getting wet.

Nepgear was the first to speak. "N-Neptune… I'm… I'm scared…"

Neptune responded with a coughing fit. "Don't worry… Nepgear… I think it's over…" She slowly turned around and, as if gravity multiplied by a hundred was pressing on her back, pushed herself up onto her knees. "T-Tadaaa…" She fell on her side.

Histoire motion Lacoste to put her down on her book. "I hope everyone is feeling well," she said, but she knew everyone was completely out of it.

"I'm really sorry." Lacoste was about to break into tears. "I couldn't do anything. I had no idea what was going on."

"Now, now. It is not your fault. What had just occurred was a strange and sudden phenomenon. Even I, the nation's Oracle, am completely and utterly dumbfounded."

Nepgear sat up and rested against the arm rest. "What… What if that happens again? What's going on?"

"I am not sure. It truly is a scary thought, but let's not dwell on it any further. I will research and see if I could find any instances of such a thing happening in the past. Hopefully, I'll be able to find a reason and a solution. In the meantime, Lacoste, do you mind heading to the kitchen? There should be a tray of cakes and tea ready to be served."

"O-oh, uh…" Lacoste saw the back of Neptune's head raise up and her ears twitch. She then looked at Nepgear and was greeted with a smile. "S-sure, if you're all okay for now. Be right back."

After a bit of hesitation, Lacoste left the room. Once Lacoste was clearly away, Histoire floated near Neptune and Nepgear. "Are you two aware of what you just felt?"

"Not really," Neptune said as she grabbed the front of her parka. "I mean, not in that way, I guess, but was it… share energy?"

Nepgear nodded. "I believe so, but it was so… so powerful. Goodness, like it was physically trying to harm us. How is that possible?"

Histoire placed a finger on her chin and thought about it. "I am not sure, but it was a very massive, yet passive exposure. It is less likely the share energy we felt was actively trying to overpower us, but more so that we were just too weak in the presence of this kind of share energy."

"No way, Histy. Us? Weak? I'm the main character after all. The protagonist of all protagonists and you two are the closest to that very protagonist. Besides, Nepgear and I are CPUs and you're the Oracle. How can share energy overpower us?"

"That does make sense… unless…"

The sounds of footsteps came closer and the three turned their heads to the source. Lacoste came in with a tray containing a plate of sweet cakes and a teapot with three cups. Lacoste took a whiff and said, "Wow, it smells amazing."

"Oh, let me help you with that." Nepgear got up from her seat with slight difficult, but was okay with taking the tray off Lacoste's hands.

"I'm probably getting a bit annoying asking again, but… are all of you okay?"

Histoire floated up to eye-level with Lacoste. "We are fine for now, thank you. But most importantly, Lacoste, I have a question for you."

"Sure, hit me."

"Very well. I would like you to confirm whether or not you are a CPU."

The very end of the question made Nepgear skip a beat, almost dropping the tray. The utter shock even made Neptune get up onto her feet, or at least until she fell back onto the couch, to question Histoire's wild question.

"Woah, woah, woah. Hold on there, Histy. A CPU? There is no way Lacoste is a CPU. Nepgear and I would have known a long time ago. …Right?"

All three stared at Lacoste and awaited for the ultimate answer.

Lacoste simply shook her head.

It felt like a huge burden was lifted off Neptune's shoulders. "Whew, see Histy? She's not a CPU afterall—"

"I'm retired."

Lacoste separated the front of her poncho to reveal a necklace with a large circular emblem taking up a third of her chest. Within the circle was a triangle and four horizontal bars of a darker shade stretched across the medal.

As Neptune, Nepgear, and Histoire looked at the emblem, the similar pressure they felt a few minutes ago slowly returned, but they tried their damndest to resist.

Neptune muttered, but failed to let out her words. "W-wh—…"

"Why are you doing this?" Histoire said. "For what reason—…"

Lacoste smiled. A sweet, lovable smile if you asked her, but what Histoire and the two Planeptune sisters saw sent jolts through their spines.

"Let's go on an adventure."