Electronica Maze/Story

Overview
 • **Story**

this is the exclusive story that comes with Electronica Maze.

Type of stage: Styling

**Me:** Email successfully sent! Whew… Finally, I don’t need to stay after hours anymore.
**Me:** It’s a rare weekend that I’m not tied up with work. Where should I go to relax?

*(The protagonist receives a call from Larry.)*

**Larry:** Hello, Miss Detective, what are you up to?
**Larry:** Let me guess-
**Larry:** You should be thinking about where to spend your free weekend now.
**Larry:** How about i invite you to the music festival?
**Larry:** it is said that this festival is especially interesting,
**Larry:** I managed to procure two tickets for it.
**Larry:** If you refuse, I will be very sad.
* It will be waste if you bought the ticket but don’t go.

**Larry:** Wow.
**Larry:** You accepted my invitation so quickly!
* Compared to going to the concert, i’d rather stay at home.

**Larry:** Are you really not going?
**Larry:** Do you really have the heart to let me wander alone at the music festival…
**Larry:** Then it’s settled! I’ll come pick you up tomorrow.
**Larry:** And you’ll be able to witness my amazing driving skills.
*Early in the next morning, Larry sent a message saying that he was downstairs.*
**Larry:** Good morning, Miss Detective.
*I went downstairs. He was leaning attractively against the car, facing the rising sun, his smile as bright.*
*What a scene! Just like one of those in romantic dramas-*
*if the taxi driver next to him didn’t sound his horn right at the moment.*
**Taxi driver:** Young fellow, Chop chop.
**Me:** Are you going to show off your amazing driving skills using a taxi?
**Larry:** I have no choice. The car key has been confiscated by the Prince of the Devils.
**Larry**: You cannot make bricks without a straw.
**Me:** Oh? I didn’t expect that a great writer like you would be afraid of someone. I wonder who that person is.
**Larry:** It’s a secret! There is ample time ahead. Miss Detective, you will know in due course.
**Larry:** But before we set off. Miss Detective, Would you like to change into a more fitting outfit?
**Larry:** The theme of this music festival is rock music.
**Me:** I’ll change into a punk set that looks valiant and is hot, passionate, and full of energy.
### Styling requirements.

Tips: Cool and sexy punk set

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### Transcript

**Location: City Music Festival**

**Me:** It's so packed. Turns out the music festival is so lively.
*You can see crowds of people everywhere.*
*Obviously the show had not started, but the audience had crowded the stage.*
**Larry:** Of course, otherwise it wouldn't be so hard to get a ticket.
**Me:** You seem to like crowded places.
**Larry:** Stories come from where the people are.
**Larry:** As a creator, how can I miss such precious events to get inspiration?
**Me:** I see. It seems that experiences are also an indispensable part of a novelist.
**Larry:** Wanna go backstage and have a look?
**Me:** ...Will it cause trouble for others?
**Larry:** It's okay. I have friends backstage preparing for the show. Let's go.
**Passerby:** Excuse me.
**Passerby:** Please let me through. Thank you.
**Me:** Hey, wait a minute!
**Me:** ...He disappeared in a blink of an eye...
* **Me:** The music suddenly changed. Is the show about to start?

**Me:** Once it started, the audience would swarm towards the stage, and it will be harder to locate him.
* **Me:** Hmm... The lights are a little dazzling.

**Me:** I cannot see anything clearly under the lights.
**Me:** Forget it. I'd better call him, but it's so loud here that he may not hear the phone ringing.
*As soon as I took out my phone, I see darkness, and felt a pair of warm hands over my eyes.*
**???:** Miss Detective, you're my hostage now, and I won't allow you to leave my side.
*A familiar voice in warm breath made its way into my ears, and my heart skipped a beat.*
**Me:** Larry...
**Larry:** I found you. Really can't take my eyes off you for even a moment, can I?
**Larry:** Let's go. I'll take you to meet my friends.
**Me:** It was packed, and my clothes are a mess. I'd better change into a flexible and energetic outfit.
**Larry:** Actually, don't bother. Miss Detective looks striking even in a dress in simple style for everyday life.
### Styling requirements

Tips: Simple and sunny matching

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### Transcript

**Location: Music Festival Backstage**

**Male player:** Oh, Larry's here? And you're with a girl.
**Me:** Hello, my name is [Player].
**Female player:** Hello, we're Larry's friends.
*The musicians' eyes went back and forth between the two of us, brimming with a strong sense of gossip.*
*Before I could speak, I saw a musician pick up a bass against the wall from behind and hand it over.*
**Male player:** You haven't been here for so long. Don't you want to show off your skills?
**Me:** You can play bass?
**Larry:** Just a little bit.
**Larry:** If Miss Detective [Player] wants to listen, I shall be at your service.
* *Would like to join*

**Me:** Sure, I've never heard the great writer play bass.
* *Not interested*

*As I saw Larry's smug face, the thought of pranking him struck me.*
*So I let out a sigh of regret deliberately.*
**Me:** Unfortunately I'm not very interested in bass...
*Larry was taken aback, not expecting me to say so, and he was unable to respond for a while.*
**Me:** But-
**Me:** Since you wanted to play it, I'll just have to listen to it.
**Larry:** Ok.
*Larry took the bass, got into position, and then...*
**Larry:** I'll get started.
*He put his fingers on the strings, and the low and deep bass sound rang.*
*The dancing notes seemed to have landed on my heartbeats.*
*Every now and then he would gaze at me, and looked back at the bass in his hands when I was miles away.*
*Many musicians around who were preparing for the show were attracted by his performance.*
*They formed a circle around him.*
*He turned backstage into his very own, and in a trance, there seemed to be gorgeous lights shining on him.*
*All my attention was taken away.*
*It turned out that he could also play bass...*
*That was the Larry I'd never seen before.*
*I felt that I got to know him a little more, and I was kind of happy.*
*At the end of the song, there were loud cheers and applause from everyone, and Larry graciously thanked them.*
**Female player:** Your performance is exceptional today. Did you practice secretly?
**Male player:** No, it's obviously because someone is beside him...
*The musician winked at me with a smirk, and the other musicians laughed, too.*
**Larry:** All right. You guys should go get ready now.
**Larry:** Isn't the show about to start?
**Female player:** Let's go, let's go. The great writer thinks we're in the way.
**Male player:** Then we'll leave you be. Girl, have fun!
*The musician took the bass and followed the staff whilst I was still dazed by Larry's earlier performance.*
**Larry:** Why are you in a daze? Are you amazed by how handsome I was just now?
* *Honestly admit it*

**Me:** Yeah, I was completely blown away by our great writer's amazing solo.
**Me:** I did not expect that you can actually play bass, and I feel like I've known a whole new side of you
* *Change the topic*

**Me:** H-How is it possible? What nonsense are you spouting?
**Me:** I just didn't expect that you could actually play bass, and I feel like I've known a whole new side of you.
**Larry:** Isn't that also the case with [Player]?
**Me:** Me?
**Larry:** You're both a designer and a detective,
**Larry:** Always bringing me new surprises.
**Me:** So what surprises are there in you that I haven't discovered yet?
**Larry:** People are like books.
**Larry:** Miss Detective, if you want to know more about me,
**Larry:** Just spend a little more time reading me.

### Transcript

**Larry:** Now, let's watch the show in peace.
**Larry:** The performers this time are quite impressive.
**Me:** Are they?
**Larry:** Here. I've already prepared
**Larry:** The program list for this show.
**Me:** Hey, I seem to have heard of this band before.
**Me:** And this looks awesome by its name.
**Larry:** Huh? Where is it? Let me see.
*Both of us got closer to each other to look at the program list.*
*In the dim light, the distance between us unknowingly became very close.*
**Me:** Which one is your friends' band?
**Me:** Are you not going to support it?
*Larry's breath brushed over my hand, and his murmur disappeared into the noisy cheers.*
**Larry:** Smells wonderful...
**Me:** What did you say?
**Me:** Please speak louder. It's too loud in here.
**Larry:** I said, their band,
**Larry:** The one performing on stage right now.
**Me:** Is it? Then let's squeeze our way forward to the side of the stage.
**Larry:** It's too crowded over there. Let's just watch from here.
**Me:** But they can't see you from here. Won't they be disappointed?
**Larry:** Of course not. We became friends because we admired each other's talents.
**Me:** Oh? Do they admire your talent in music or creativity?
**Larry:** I guess it's both.
**Me:** Seems like the great writer would turn into a superstar with an instrument on hand. How is your fan base?
**Larry:** If I'm your only superstar, Miss Detective, would you be my only top fan?
**Larry:** If you say yes, I'll have a fan.
**Larry:** If you say no, I'll just have zero.
**Me:** Didn't a lot of people applaud you just now? How could you have no fans?
**Larry:** But they are not you.
**???:** Mr. Larry! Mr. Larry!
**Me:** I seem to hear someone calling your name.
**Me:** Who... Is it...
*Before I finished speaking, Larry's expression changed in a second, and he pulled me into the crowd.*
*Perhaps because we got separated once, Larry held my hand so tightly that our skin that touched burned.*
**Me:** Larry...
*It's not an easy task to move through a dense crowd, but Larry took it like a duck to water.*
*We soon squeezed out of the crowd and ran backstage.*

### Transcript

**???:** Mr. L-Larry... Please stop...
*Just when I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief, the familiar voice came from behind again...*
**Me:** (He can actually keep up with us even when we're running like this?!)
*I looked around and found that the backstage, although concealed, was a dead end.*
**Me:** (If we keep running like this, we will definitely be caught...)
**Larry:** Over at the equipment room.
*Before I could respond, Larry pulled me into the equipment room and rapidly locked the door.*
**Larry:** We can put our minds to rest for now. Whew-
**Me:** So who's chasing after you? Why did you...
**Larry:** Shh-
*I suddenly realized that we seemed to be standing too close.*
*After running, our breath intertwined, which made me more absent-minded about what I was going to say.*
*Our heartbeats echoed through the tiny space.*
*Almost all the hairs in my body stood up and quivered with the increased heartbeat.*
* **Me:** Your face is so red...

**Larry:** Maybe it's because it's too hot in the room.
**Me:** Is it? I feel fine though.
**Larry:** But your face is also very red.
**Me:** (Cover my face) It's really hot in here.
* **Me:** (My heart is beating so fast...)

**Me:** (It's because we're standing too close, isn't it? It's really too close.)
**Me:** (Shall I move back a little?)
**Larry:** Shh-Please stay where you are.
**Me:** (Boohoo-)
* **Me:** (Palms are sweaty...)

**Me:** (Who's the person that made Larry take flight?)
**Me:** Who is chasing after you?
**Larry:** Hmm... The demon who is going to tie me back to hell.
**Me:** Is he a bad guy?
**Larry:** Well, frankly speaking, I should be the bad guy.
**Me:** Huh?
*The phone rang, interrupting everything abruptly.*
*I escaped from under Larry's arm as if waking from a dream.*
**Larry:** Alas...
*Larry shook his head, as if in regrets. His expression changed abruptly after he took out his phone, and then-*
**???:** Sir, open the door. I know you're inside.
*I looked at Larry and then at myself, only to feel chills running up my spine.*
*It turned out after the run just now, my clothes were soaked.*
**Me:** (I was soaked... I wish I could change into a Fresh and pure outfit before going out...)
*Larry seemed to know what I was thinking, so he exited the equipment room and kindly closed the door.*
**Me:** (Whew-Hurry up and change. It would be even better if I could add a little more lovely decoration.)
### Styling requirements

Tips: Sweet and adorable clothes

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### Transcript

*A guy in a blue tracksuit came in.*
**???:** Sir, I didn't expect you to have a friend here.
**Wade:** I'm Mr. Larry's editor. My name is Wade.
**Me:** Hello, my name is [Player].
*Before I could finish speaking, Larry suddenly put an arm around his shoulders.*
**Larry:** Oh... Oh... what a coincidence. Wade, you've also come to the music festival.
**Wade:** Look who's talking! You didn't reply to my messages nor answer the phone.
**Wade:** I didn't know you were here until I'd asked around.
**Wade:** Did you forget that you had to submit your manuscript today?
**Larry:** Eh, is the deadline today?
**Larry:** I can't remember it at all...
**Wade:** I sent you an email yesterday.
**Wade:** Did you not receive it?
**Larry:** No!
**Wade:** Ah, how could that be? Let me see...
**Wade:** Eh... It was obviously sent successfully...
*Larry couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, with a contented smug expression.*
*He's like... a child who succeeded in playing a prank?*
**Wade:** You! You did this again!
**Wade:** How could people, no, people couldn't shamelessly put off submitting the manuscripts deliberately!
**Me:** What... is he talking about?
**Larry:** I think he was trying to say that it is shameful to deliberately put off submitting the manuscripts.
**Larry:** Wade, I know I'm wrong. Actually the manuscript is almost finished. I'll definitely give it to you today.
**Larry:** Just let me have fun for a while longer, okay?
**Wade:** It's not right!
**Larry:** What fine weather today, Wade. Do you really have the heart to let me edit the manuscripts in the dark room?
**Wade:** ... I'll turn on more lights for you.
*Stepping out from the loud and dark venue, I could barely open my eyes as the sun shone brightly on my face.*
**Larry:** Alas, that seems to conclude my date with [Player] today.
**Me:** Mr. Larry, you should just finish your manuscript first. There is ample time ahead.
**Wade:** Exactly, let's scoot,
**Wade:** Or we won't be able to catch the nearest bus.
**Larry:** We gotta go by bus again...
**Larry:** Wade, when can I take a taxi when I'm out with you...
**Wade:** It costs ten times more to take a taxi. Besides, it's off peak now... You should just make do with it.
**Larry:** Alas... I'm starting to regret letting you confiscate my car key now.
**Wade:** I took your key because you disappear on deadlines, and if you drove, drivers couldn't catch up with you...
**Wade:** Oops, here comes the bus!
*As soon as he stopped, Wade pulled Larry and ran to the bus stop.*
*Seeing their figures disappear Encounter, I also turned around and prepared to leave.*
*As I just took two steps, I heard footsteps behind me.*
*When I turned around, I found Larry standing in front of me gasping for breath.*
**Larry:** I, I almost forgot to make a pinky promise!
**Me:** Make a pinky promise? For what?
**Larry:** Initially, I wanted to ask you out next time.
**Larry:** But now...
**Larry:** I suddenly want to make some more extravagant wishes.
**Me:** If you are too greedy, you will be punished by the gods.
*There was a desolate look in his eyes for a moment.*
**Larry:** I see...
**Larry:** But haven't the gods been punishing me...
**Me:** What?
**Larry:** It's nothing. So I should just not be so greedy, and I'll just ask you out next time.
**Larry:** Just the two of us.
**Larry:** We'll definitely not get caught next time!
**Me:** Sir, you'd better try your best to not procrastinate.