Story/Night 5-3 (Part1)/Script

[Half an hour later.]

M99: We can see the human residences.
How is everyone? Are you still hanging on?

NZ75: Don’t talk like we’re in critical condition or something!

56-1: And I feel hungrier now that you mentioned it…

M99: Uu…
Sorry, I didn’t mean to…

97S: Don’t worry about these two gluttons, M99, just keep on doing your job…

[Someone’s stomach rumbles.]

NZ75: Pfff…
Is that your belly, Hawk?

97S: What are you laughing about, want to eat a knuckle sandwich?
Keep laughing and I’ll make sure the pictures of the carpet you bought last week start trending!

M99: You two, don’t get worked up, just talk it out…

NZ75: Oi, that’s too much!
You want me to show that Eight Treasure Porridge you made to everyone? Not afraid of 79 beating the crap out of you again, are you?

56-1: Hey, this isn’t a good time to get into it, just calm down, everyone…

NZ75: Hah, you’re one to talk!
How many people do you think had to go into the repair vats because of the mooncake recipe you gave P7? We had to make explanations for half a month after that!

56-1: Hah? How can you blame her pranks on me?
Then what about the roast pork you made last month? You put so much sauce on it that 92’s going to pound you for sure if she sees you!

NZ75: My, my hand slipped! And besides, Hawk fried an egg without oil and scorched the base of the wok!
I had no idea how to fix and and I barely managed to trick someone into eating it, who was that…

56-1: Wait a minute! Hawk, NZ, so it was the two of you!

NZ: Crap, it slipped out.

56-1: Did you know that 59 was hospitalized for that!?

97S: Haha… it, it wasn’t totally our fault…
Who’d have thought that she’d really eat the whole thing in one gulp, imagine someone her age not knowing how to take small mouthfuls…

56-1: Hold it right there! Don’t run if you’ve got the guts!

M99: Ah… everyone, be quiet! Please be quiet!

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M99: Why do things never go well…
Sir, please clear the enemies from our path…