There was a problem, Kepler realized. Since her Senpai, Titan, had agreed to preserve the vacation trip in history's posterity, there wouldn't be anyone to capture the iron lady's own exploits in the watermelon game or anything else. Of course~ I've already thought of a solution however~! Kepler mused while figuratively patting herself on the back. Since she had invented the original, she of course had its schematic, and since she had its schematic, it wouldn't take much for her to reproduce it with her own unique brand of magic. So she did. Looking through the viewfinder, Kepler pushed the capture button of the magic-produced camera right as Corvella made impact at ground zero. "Gack~!" Seconds later, everything went pink as the she was hit by a full flack force broadside of soft watermelon shrapnel. In fact, Kepler was nearly knocked off her feet. Reeling, she just barely maintained her balance. While the picture came out as an awesome action shot worthy of any award of wartime photography----Kepler was, however, now more watermelon than girl. Would she fight crime? No, she would be a villain, she would take up a stick and bring vengeful disaster down upon her own kind. If Kepler were in a different game, she might have even become the boss of her very own patch! Why? because it was her turn to play the melon-smashing game... Before fastening her blindfold, Kepler attempted to calculate the number of steps toward her target, by studying the wind and the angle of the heat from the sun, she also tried to create a rudimentary system to navigate---But frankly, the girl was feeling a little dizzy after receiving such a fruity blast. "Oyo~ That was really dangerous Titan Senpai~~~" Pouting a little, Kepler pulled down her blindfold and took up her stick. Let's see if my preparations were up to snuff. Here goes nothing~! Thrown die: 78
