Lilith Amour Concerto
Hey, didn't think I'd see you again so soon, Commandant.
Eleanor walks up with elegant steps, holding out her empty hands as if to demonstrate she means no harm. She's the last person in this world you were expecting to run into today.
Relax. I heard Constellia was holding a Valentine's Day event, so I just came for a little vacation.
She produces a voucher from seemingly nowhere and shoves it into your hand in a way that's both gentle and brooks no refusal at the same time.
Amour Concerto Voucher
Dare: Make candy using the ingredients in front of you. When you're done, swap your candy with your partner's and taste it.
Eleanor looks at you with a knowing smile.
Oh boy, looks like you have quite an interesting impression of me there.
Something seems to have struck her funny bone, and she suddenly doubles over with laughter. After a good while, she wipes the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue and turns to you with a more serious expression.
Oh my, how rude of me.
In any case, even someone like <phonetic=Ascendant>me</phonetic> occasionally wishes for a peaceful and comfortable life.
You and I have already been through real adventures together. Today is just a little leisure activity for fun.
Her slender index finger traces an elegant arc through the air and points to the candy ingredients in front of you.
I'm sure you would never leave me on my own on a day as sweet as this, right, Commandant?
Well then, let me start making your candy for you now, Commandant.
See you in half an hour.
You watch Eleanor leave, then turn your attention back to the candy ingredients sitting in front of you.
They're enclosed in colorful glass domes, making it impossible to identify their composition with the naked eye.
It seems like you only need to pick any glass dome you like, and the machine will automatically blend the ingredients inside to come up with candy.
Except you know you're running out of time.
Half an hour later... Eleanor shows up again quietly.
All done? Well... time to give it a try, then?
Actually, if you need a little extra reassurance before we get to that...
Just let me know, and I'll show you that I don't have any "special ingredient" added to my candy.
Well, right back at you, and since that's the case, shall we just proceed in good faith?
Relax. It's the unknown that makes things exciting, isn't it?
Alright, here I go!
Without further ado, Eleanor picks up the candy and holds it up to her eyes. Refracting light, the translucent confection shows a peculiar gleam.
She examines it like a precious treasure, seemingly fully captivated.
It's beautiful.
She turns her face slightly, flashes a knowing smile at you, and then pops the candy into her mouth.
...
Hahahahahaha!
Fried cake! You really are full of surprises, Commandant!
An unhealthy flush creeps across her face, and her smile becomes somewhat... terrifying.
Bizarre? You didn't mean wonderful?
But anyhow, I love it!
Your turn now, Commandant.
As she speaks, she opens her assortment platter and walks up to you elegantly.
The candies on the plate are wrapped in bewitchingly gorgeous decorations, as colorful and varied as gems.
You mentally flinch at the thought that some candies with terrifying flavors might be hiding somewhere in there...
I hate to point out the obvious, but I'm afraid we're going to fail our little game here if you keep standing there.
You wouldn't want to let down this beauty here that you only see once a year... right, Commandant?
A fiery, pungent flavor shoots straight up your nasal passage and blows up outward from your sinuses.
It feels like your entire insides are being scorched clean like every last drop of liquid is being wrung from your body...
Tears, sweat, mucus, and saliva all surge forth uncontrollably in one overwhelming rush.
Before you know it, Eleanor is already gently wiping away the mess on your face with her handkerchief.
Hehehe...
In stark contrast to her gentle actions, a nearly frightening smile creeps across her face.
That look on your face looks super tasty...
A feeling of deja vu. The joy she takes in watching you suffer is the same as the pleasure she derived from tasting that fried cake-flavored candy.
Here, have another one.
Suddenly, she stops wiping your face with her handkerchief and seizes your neck with a firm grip.
Be a good boy, open your mouth.
Eleanor pops a pink candy into your forcefully opened mouth.
To your surprise, however, a dreamlike sweetness spreads throughout your mouth, instantly washing away the burning pain you've experienced.
My goodness, Commandant, just how many more delicious expressions are you going to feed me?
She licks her lips in excitement, the same strange flush once again creeping across her face.
"Normal"? Ouch, Commandant, that hurts.
These little darlings all have their own enchanting charm, don't they?
As she speaks, she picks up another one of her candies and pops it in her mouth. She savors its flavor with delicate appreciation.
I didn't, and that makes things all the more exciting, right?
As I've said before, only the unknown truly excites us... Candies are like that, and you... We're all like that.
The grip around your neck gradually loosens. Eleanor gently tilts your chin upward with her fingers clad in a silken glove.
We've got all these candies left. Let's take our time with them real slow.
What do you say, Com-man-dant?
