To be fair, who wouldn't be utterly beguiled by the very game that nearly bankrupted Princess Kira herself?
If Luca had not calmly reminded her that everything inside the machine was accessible to her for free, she might have personally funded the entire maintenance budget out of sheer stubbornness.
It had been a close call.
Personal finances were saved only by timely intervention and the unfortunate reality that the princess possessed an alarming lack of understanding regarding why, exactly, the claw insisted on missing her targets.
Ahem.
Returning to the arcade proper, Princess Kira could only stand with her arms crossed as the group finally reached the machine she had a deeply personal love-hate relationship with.
The claw machine.
Her gaze lingered on it with suspicion.
Honestly, why Miss Cece had painted it in such vibrant, inviting colors remained a mystery. Bright. Cheerful. Innocent-looking.
A demon in disguise.
Cough. Cough.
