Actually, many times... the goodwill gained from a timely rescue is far greater than that from mere "companionship."
Watching Yuto suddenly appear and break the awkwardness, the comments in Nonomi's live stream were all cheering!
"Chief Justice, execute justice!"
"What a timely rescue... Should I say he lives up to his reputation as Fontaine's spokesperson?"
"Indeed, Paimon's few words just now almost made me ask my dad, who was fixing my air conditioner, 'Mr., what do you do for a living?'"
"But it seems... the relationship between this Assistant Administrator and Furina isn't that of a superior and subordinate, is it...?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I have that feeling too. I always feel that Yuto is more like an old Father than a subordinate."
"Nonsense! What old Father? This is clearly a reliable elder brother. Didn't you see the plot? Furina ascended five hundred years ago. Yuto only appeared a few years later."
"Perhaps more than that... I just went through some information about Fontaine and found that this gentle Assistant Administrator also has the 'job' of making small cakes for Furina?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I've seen people on the site already writing fanfiction. This is just... amazing! This pair can be shipped, I'm telling you!"
Nonomi watched the constantly scrolling comments, and the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.
Although from a subjective point of view... she also liked Yuto's performance in the plot so far.
But as a research blogger, she was more concerned with why Yuto did this.
Assistant Administrator... is he really going to handle all matters, big and small?
Thinking carefully, everything about Yuto seemed like layers upon layers of mist to the players, the kind of mist that made no sense at all.
"But if I were to think so rigidly... I'm afraid the character of Yuto would become unrecognizable in my mind..."
However, on the other hand...
Although Nonomi couldn't define this character, she could guess one thing: a major plot twist was coming in the main story.
"The three giants of Fontaine gathered here, all because of a magic show... Could it be that there are local forces in Fontaine that are in opposition to Fontaine?"
Nonomi murmured softly.
However, this thought was quickly thrown to the back of her mind, and she turned her gaze to the CG in front of her.
Watching Lyney perform one classic magic trick after another, Nonomi couldn't help but nod.
"The CG performance is indeed very smooth... I really like this Fontaine Opera-like style..."
Nonomi was the first to express her opinion.
—You can say that Mihoyo's operations are stingy, but you can't say that their art and music are bad.
Friends who frequently browse the internet should know that Mihoyo's art and music staff are always on top of the planners and operators.
But then again...
Is everything happening now a little too smooth?
Nonomi frowned; she still seemed convinced of her judgment, especially since the information conveyed by the concluding sentences in the PV indicated that something big was about to happen.
Just as she was lost in thought, Lyney's CG performance had completely ended.
"Thank you for your applause! Were you satisfied with the performance just now?"
"However, our magical journey is far from over. I have prepared even more surprising moments for everyone."
"The magic of transference and disappearance can still evolve beyond this."
With that, Lyney performed a small trick, a small black cat emerged from his top hat, and he then said loudly:
"I'm sure you all believe that even if the water tank escape magic looks flawless, Lynette is still my assistant."
"In this case, I still have ample room for preliminary preparations."
"So for the next magic trick, I need a lucky audience member to participate."
Hearing this, Yuto's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had entered a... rather vigilant state.
He knew what was going to happen next.
Selecting an audience member to participate in the magic, and then the "magic murder case" related to the "Serial Disappearance of Young Women."
Thinking of this, the corners of Yuto's mouth curved slightly upward.
It was time to give the so-called "players" on the other side of the screen a small demonstration of a transmigrator's strength.
Just as Yuto was thinking this, Lyney had already selected the "lucky audience member" to participate in the performance through a semi-lottery machine.
Of course, if there had been no Serial Disappearance of Young Women, if Vasher had already died, the Miss chosen today would indeed have been lucky—at least she participated in a magic show and was still alive.
But there was no 'if' in this world, and Yuto could only watch the poor woman walk into the magic prop that resembled a wardrobe.
As the saying goes, "a moment's impatience can ruin a great plan"; in order for everything to proceed smoothly... he could only wait.
—If there was a chance... he really wanted those young women harmed by Vasher to return.
Of course, whether that chance would ever come was another matter.
Just as Yuto was gradually immersed in his subsequent plans, the shouts of the audience below instantly put him into a battle-ready state.
"Huh?"
Furina tilted her head in confusion to look at Yuto sitting beside her, giving him a slight wink, as if asking him what was wrong.
Facing the inquiry from his God, Yuto gently shook his head, signaling Furina not to worry.
And the inherently somewhat silly Fufu truly believed Yuto's cunning plan, turning back with peace of mind to continue counting down with the audience.
The next second... poor Furina saw a sight she would never forget.
The young woman who should have emerged from the wardrobe still hadn't appeared, and just as everyone in the entire Opera House held their breath, waiting for her to appear...
An accident happened.
Snap—
A crisp sound of a rope breaking echoed in the Opera House; the rope suspending the water tank had completely snapped!
Boom—
The incredibly heavy water tank smashed directly onto the Opera House stage floor. If it weren't for the floor being specially reinforced for "duels"... a deep pit would probably have been created.
However... something even more bizarre occurred.
As the water from the tank slowly spread out, the imagined crimson did not appear.
This strange phenomenon did not quiet the already panicked Opera House; instead, it made them... even more alarmed.
Or rather... excited?
"Mr. Lyney? You're going to restore the stage next, right?!"