Bakerlon Crystal Research: Memento
Overview
- Stage Cost: None
- First Clear Rewards:
Commemorative Etiquette Ticket x500
Guide
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Script
Exhibition Room
Dr. Miller seems busy with something. Check it out.
Dr. Miller: Hmm... I wonder if the bar has it at this hour...
You: Doctor, you're still at the exhibition so late... What are you up to?
Dr. Miller: Oh, Miss [Player]. You see... I'm making a miniature ore ornament.
You: Ore ornament? Is it for someone?
Hearing this, Dr. Miller smiles mysteriously.
Dr. Miller: Yes, but... there have been a few setbacks, and I may not finish it in time.
You: Eh? What is it?
Dr. Miller: My two screwdrivers are missing.
Dr. Miller: Yesterday, I went to the lost and found and asked the crew member there to keep an eye out for them, but I haven't heard back.
You: Do the screwdrivers have any special characteristics?
Dr. Miller: They're small-size screwdrivers that can be worn on the fingers.
You: Oh... In that case, something of that size is easy to overlook.
After thinking about it for a few seconds, you make up your mind.
You: Dr. Miller, how about I help you look for them? I'm free right now.
Dr. Miller: Well...
Dr. Miller pauses for a moment, not "embracing" your offer like he usually does.
Dr. Miller: It's already so late. Shouldn't you be getting to bed, Miss [Player]...?
You: It's no big deal. I've been helping out at night.
Dr. Miller: Well... all right then.
Dr. Miller: I remember every day at this time, the bar will post lost and found information.
Dr. Miller: Miss [Player], do you mind going over there to confirm if the screwdrivers are there? Bring them back if they are.
Dr. Miller: I need to get back to finishing up the ornament.
You: No problem. Leave it to me.
Food Truck
Find two small screwdrivers at the bar.
You: Hello, Dr. Miller lost two screwdrivers. Did anyone turn in screwdrivers to the lost and found?
Attendant: Sorry, Miss. We haven't received any screwdrivers.
You: Is that so...
Just as you're about to leave, the crew member seems to remember something.
Attendant: Excuse me!
Attendant: One of my colleagues mentioned at the end of his shift that someone saw the doctor over in the utility room yesterday...
Attendant: Perhaps the doctor left his tools there. Would you like me to search with you?
You: The utility room...
You: No, I'll search for them myself. Thank you.
Staff Storage
Look for tools in the storage room.
You look around in the utility room for a long time...
You: Ahh, they were in the desk drawer...
You: It seems the doctor came here to use the desk yesterday, then forgot about them.
You: Hmm? This is...
A card that looks like a letterhead catches your attention amid the clutter of papers on the desk.
You: This card has been there for quite some time... Is it still blank?
You flip the card over, and much to your surprise, it's not blank.
In the back corner of the card is a rose sketched by hand, along with a line of words that is no longer legible.
You put the card under the light to decipher it, but you still can't figure it out.
But for some reason, the way the light falls through the window and on the card makes it look like there are raindrops on the rose.
At that moment, the raindrops and rose produce a warm, golden feeling, having finally been exposed to the sun.
You: Maybe there are precious treasures hidden in the clutter.
A strange emotion seems to be brewing in your heart...
Instead of slipping the card back into the dusty book, you leave it there in the moonlight.
After reluctantly putting the card back, you return your attention to the screwdrivers.
You: Now that I've found the tools, it's time to head back.
You: But I should ask the doctor about that special card.
Corridor of the Passenger Carriage
Another figure has appeared. Listen to what it says.
You: Eh? A shadow?
The shadow by the window "shakes" slightly.
???: La la la... la... la la...
???: A dream of merry songs... Ageless wind...
???: La... la la...
You: It's... singing?
The shadow keeps singing a lighthearted song like the wind, blowing away into the distance...
You: Maybe it's singing an old folk song?
You: I should ask Dr. Miller about it when I give him the tools.
Give the tools you found to Dr. Miller and explain what just happened.
You: Doctor, here are your screwdrivers. I found them in a desk drawer in the utility room.
Hearing this, Dr. Miller has a look of understanding.
Dr. Miller: Haha, I must have left them there yesterday. I'm getting old.
Dr. Miller: Thank you, Miss [Player]. With these screwdrivers, the ornament will be complete soon.
You: No problem. Speaking of which, are there any special letter-writing traditions in Bakerlon?
You: I saw a card in the utility room with a faint picture of a rose... and some unclear words scribbled beside it.
Hearing this, Dr. Miller smiles at you.
Dr. Miller: Ahh, you must be referring to the wordless love letters.
You: Wordless love letters?
Dr. Miller: Yes. In the history of Bakerlon, wordless love letters represent one of the most romantic expressions of love.
Dr. Miller: Because it says nothing, but everything at the same time...
You: I see. That's very romantic indeed.
Dr. Miller: Haha, Miss [Player], it seems you encountered several special things while helping me retrieve the screwdrivers.
Dr. Miller's words remind you of something else...
You: Yes, I also wanted to ask about folk songs.
Dr. Miller: Folk songs?
You: About that...
You tell Dr. Miller about the shadow that you saw. Upon hearing your story, a sense of nostalgia appears on Dr. Miller's face.
Dr. Miller: The song you heard, I also heard it when I was very young...
Dr. Miller: It tells the story of courage and the wind.
Dr. Miller: Would you like to hear the story? I can tell you while I work on the ornament.
You: Of course.
Dr. Miller tells you a legend that opens your child's heart...
There once was a brave traveler to came to Bakerlon a long time ago.
With a sharp sword and a gentle heart, he followed the wind through the land of Bakerlon.
No one was braver than he was. He would slay dragons and pluck out poisonous flowers for the people...
And the people of Bakerlon honored his story by turning his experiences into a nursery rhyme.
When the doctor finishes the ore ornament, he hands it to you.
Dr. Miller: Done. Please accept it, Miss [Player].
You: This... is for me?
Dr. Miller: Yes, Miss [Player]. I wanted to make it personally and give it to you.
Dr. Miller: But you still helped in the end.
Dr. Miller smiles helplessly, and you suddenly understand why the doctor was reluctant to ask for your assistance in the first place.
You: Thank you, doctor. It's really beautiful...
Dr. Miller: I used a special type of ore in its creation, which will glow a marvelous color under the moonlight.
Dr. Miller: It seems different from the Bakerlon crystals. Perhaps it's... more translucent?
Dr. Miller: Anyway, you've been very helpful to me, and this is just a small token of my appreciation.
You: Yeah, I will cherish it.
