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“So… You’re another one of our kind” (Pierrot Alter & Columbine)
One day, Pierrot Alter was returning to Michael’s apartment after grocery shopping, already thinking about which video game to play as soon as she arrived, but those thoughts vanished instantly when she sensed an unfamiliar presence inside the building.
Fearing the worst, Pierrot Alter rushed to the apartment, ready to attack if necessary. But instead, upon entering, she saw a figure sitting on the sofa; it turned out to be Columbine.
Columbine: Oh, you’re finally here, dear. Would you like to sit down?
She said with a friendly smile, holding a cup of coffee.
Pierrot Alter stared at the sofa for a few seconds, hesitating to sit down.
Although the figure called Columbine seemed to have a kind expression, Pierrot Alter instantly realized what she was hiding… This stranger was also a star.
Pierrot Alter: What do you want here?
She asked dryly as she sat down across from her.
Columbine: Hm? A very direct question, don't you think?
Pierrot Alter: And a good question for an intruder entering someone's home.
Columbine's smile widened slightly.
Columbine: Now that I look at you closely, you do look a lot like her.
Pierrot Alter: Raising an eyebrow. Her?... I suppose you mean the orange-clad idiot.
Columbine: It's very rude of you to call her that, but yes. —Taking a sip of her coffee.— I suppose you've already noticed that I'm a star, so I'll be frank. I'm just visiting the other stars on this planet; it hasn't been long since I arrived.
Pierrot Alter: Not long? And how come no one noticed you—
Suddenly, Pierrot Alter stopped talking, lowering her head for a moment.
"Of course, that idiot probably intercepted her before I even noticed her…" Pierrot Alter thought.
When she looked up again, Pierrot Alter was about to speak, but she was interrupted by the door opening. It turned out to be Michael.
In the end, they had to explain the new situation to him, and he just sighed, hoping things wouldn't get any worse.

