Waiting For Ribbons In The Void

Festival

Author’s Note: Hey there~! Sayori here! I just wanted to let you guys know that this next bit takes place after ‘Author’s Notes’ - the fourth story in the Post Credits Series. And yes - it will also take place after this Author’s Notes too! Ahehe~

Without further ado~ here is the omake-finale of ‘Waiting For Ribbons In The Void’!

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Well… at least that’s what should happen.

Ahehe~ I kinda forgot how to end an author’s notes. Moni? Moni! There you are - can you help me for a sec?

“Sure thing, Sayo! Oh - you’re talking to the audience! Hello there!”

So, Moni - I was trying to end the author’s notes here but I didn’t know how to do it.

“Eh? Really? Let me see your notebook.”

M-M-Moni! You’re really close…

“Well, I’ve got to see your administrative notebook up close so I can teach it to you, Sayo~”

Hmm… aren’t you just using this as an excuse to hug me from behind and pat my head, Moni?

“Ahahaha~ you know me too well. What can I do? You’re such a cute cinnamon roll. You deserve all the headpats. There~ there~!”

Ahehe~ you flatter me, Moni. But it’s okay - I like this. I really do! The rainclouds seem so far away when we’re together - and when you smile - and… and... OH GOSH! I HAVE TO END THE AUTHOR’S NOTES!

“Didn’t know you were into PDA, Sayo~! Not that I’m complaining.”

I-I’m not - at least I don’t think so. ANYWAYS!!

There! Done!

Enjoy the omake~!

“Have fun, you guys~!”

Tense music and the hair-raising sounds of battle blasted from the surround-sound speakers set up in the Anime Club’s room that late afternoon. A projector cast a movie onto a large screen as the members of the Anime Club - and their audience of about sixty or more people - watched intently.

In the movie, two magical girls - the fist-fighter ‘Strawberry Shortcake’ and the assassin ‘Grape Tart’ - were running through a spider web-strewn forest while crossbow bolts flew after them, fired by an unseen foe - The Fearmonger.

The long-haired assassin clicked her tongue as she cursed,

“To think that we would have to go through such lengths to search for those two!”

Grape Tart’s sharp, purple eyes caught glimpses of the crossbow bolts passing them by. Every single one of them was tipped with glistening, sweet-smelling poison.

It was at that time that the assassin noticed an accurate shot sailing straight for Strawberry Shortcake’s back!

The camera followed the crossbow bolt as time slowed down, drawing frightened gasps from the audience in the darkened room. Then, a short, pink-haired girl cried out in a loud voice,

“WATCH OUT, STRAWBERRY!”

Natsuki’s roar echoed throughout the room - so much so that it was almost as if Grape Tart heard her voice.

Then, on cue, the assassin in the screen dashed to her companion’s aid and skillfully deflected the bolt with a slash of her knife.

Natsuki and the rest of the audience cheered ecstatically for the exchange. Everyone in the room was getting into the movie.

Except for one person whose mind was somewhere else.

Yuri.

The purple-haired girl leaned back into her seat with an air of mild frustration about her. She played with a lock of her purple hair as she looked at her petite friend’s profile. Then, Yuri started to wonder,