Meanwhile, at Stellar Flare’s home…
The tan-skinned woman had just finished having a discussion with a client. A yellow-skinned woman wearing a purple business suit and a rather…curiously coincidental name.
“Alright, Ms. Stormy Flare,” Stellar Flare had just finished up a conversation while walking the woman to the door. “Make sure you let your daughter know what you intend to do.”
“Oh I will,” Stormy replied with a roll of her eyes, “Spitfire is always worried about the most mundane of things. I keep telling her that I’ve gotten over my husband’s death in combat, but she still doesn’t believe me.” She sighed while cupping her hand against the side of her face. “Ah…poor thing. Most military kids don’t ever want their parents to re-marry or find new love, but for her it’s the exact opposite. She thinks I’m going insane without a man in my life--can you believe it?”
“Oh no I understand completely,” Stellar replied, “My boy Sunburst desperately thinks I should ‘get laid’ or some other nonsense. I have a job to do. Regardless, just review the notes I’ve given you and you should be set, alright?”
“Indeed,” Stormy nodded and walked out of the house, leaving the yard. “I’ll catch up with you before the festival begins!”
“Please do!” Stellar waved her off, and looked at her notes. “Alright, who’s next…”
Moments later, Luna got out of her car, and walked up to the woman’s home. “...Ms. Flare? May I speak with you?”
Stellar looked up from her notes and pointed her pen in Luna’s direction. “Ah. You. I know just what you need.”
Luna hesitated for a moment, raising a brow, “...you do?”
Ten minutes later, inside…
“...Are you certain this is a good idea?” Luna asked, “I’m practically spilling out of this…”
“That’s the point,” Stella replied with a giggle, “It’s to give you that ‘elegant shrine maiden’ look. He’ll fall for it instantly.”
Luna stepped out to her, wearing a pink yukata that was tightly clinging to her form along with some platform sandals. To be more specific, it was a bit tight around her chest area, causing her bosoms to lightly bounce with each step, giving the illusion that they could fly free at any moment.
“...Are you sure this won’t come loose?” Luna asked as she looked down at herself, “I’d hate to have…a fashion emergency.”
“Oh no, that’s what the hidden buttons are for,” Stellar replied with a wry grin, “You’re almost certain to get his attention now.”
“...Who’s attention?” Luna blushed and looked off to the side.
Stellar grabbed the bridge of her nose. “Are you serious, hun? Everyone at your school can see it, your sister sees it, and even I can see it. You’ve got a true romantic interest in that Aidon fellow.”
Luna started to sweat, and began to fan herself with her hand while laughing in an awkward fashion. “Haha! Er…is it hot in here? I believe it got a bit warmer in here.”
“You won’t catch any honeybees with that attitude, hun,” Stellar assured her, “What’s got you so worried.”
“...The fact that he might be interested in someone else,” Luna muttered while idly tapping her index fingers together. “That he might’ve moved on from me.”
“...And do you know this for sure, or are you basing this off of your anxiety, dear?”
Luna paused and chuckled at herself. “...Well, when you put it like that, I suppose it is a bit silly that I haven’t asked.”
“As they say, ‘You miss one-hundred percent of the shots you don’t take,’” Stellar added with a confident grin as she put an arm around Luna’s neck. “Just be yourself, and let your…moons do the rest of the talking, hun,” she said with a snicker.
“My m--” Luna looked down at her chest and rolled her eyes. “...You are not funny. But I think I like these robes. They’re…comforting against the warm summer’s air.”
“Now we’re gettin’ somewhere!” Stellar added, “Now let’s get you fitted the rest of the way…”
Meanwhile, at an office building downtown…
“...Shinji, I’m sorry, I--!”
Shinji put away his phone once he finished looking at the security footage that was uploaded to social media. “You wasted our time, lied to us, and nearly got me involved with the Ketsuki family?! Do you have any clue what you’ve just done?” Shinjiro placed his palm against his forehead as he looked through some files. “...Whatever. You’ll pay the price for what you’ve done. I just need to make sure this festival gains enough money so we can continue our research…”
Fricket nervously tried to reach out to him. “...Y-you still love me, right?”
“...” Shinji walked away from her, and out of the supply cabinet without a single word.
And from behind Fricket…several shadows loomed over her.
"...please be gentle."