Update - 1.13.0.124

EN: 1.13.0.124
CN: 1.13.0.124
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   "DiscIP.212010.2": "Victory Tune",
   "DiscIP.212010.3": "Fortitude",
   "DiscIP.212010.4": "Is it finally my turn to take the stage?\nIt feels like I've waited forever for this moment; yet somehow, like it only just happened.\nThe curtain's risen on the final battle, and the chains of the arena clink in anticipation.\nThis is my stage, and I'll deliver a flawless performance.\n\nCome on, show me everything you've got.\nIf you think I'm just some minor character, you couldn't be deadly wrong.\nI'll catch every tiny crack in your defense.\nEven if I'm knocked down, I'll get right back up,\nwaiting for the next challenger.\nEven if I'm mocked, I won't care.\nI'm no pitiful thing crying my defeat in the corner.\nWho says the spotlight belongs only to the final room?\nWith me standing guard, this place becomes everyone's end.",
+  "DiscIP.213001.1": "Main Melody",
+  "DiscIP.213001.2": "Victory Tune",
+  "DiscIP.213001.3": "Zesty Curiosity",
+  "DiscIP.213001.4": "The dryer hums steadily.\nThe girl seems entertained; she bobs her head in sync with the spinning drum.\nShe's completely caught up in it and flashes a peace sign at her companion's reflection in the glass.\nHer fingertips finds another set of fingers, just as warm and soft.\nHer companion stands close and mirrors her gesture. But today isn't quite like the others:\nA wide shadow falls over her; a soft white cloth drops down, covering her eyes.\n\"Ruby, no-prize quiz—what do you smell?\" Asks a bright, teasing voice.\n\nHmm? The familiar scent of sunlight, of course.\nWait... A faint trace of fruit drifts past her nose...\n\nRuby quickly pulls the surprise off her face and locks eyes with her companion.\n\"Grapefruit? Don't tell me, Sapphire—we actually had enough extra money to get new detergent?\"\n\"Sharp nose, as always.\"\nSapphire folds the laundry carefully, almost like she's afraid the scent might escape.\n\"I used my quarterly bonus to get this grapefruit-scented kind. A friend in Sales told me it's a Gold District exclusive.\"\n\"I didn't want to use it up too fast, so I mixed just a little into our regular bottle. The scent's fainter now, but if you really sniff...\"\n\nThey exchange a knowing look. That soft, lingering citrus is just like Lady Firenze's.\n\n\"Hehe, I love the smell of grapefruit! Let's work hard next month and stock up on a few more bottles!\"\n\"Yeah!\"",
+  "DiscIP.213002.1": "Main Melody",
+  "DiscIP.213002.2": "Victory Tune",
+  "DiscIP.213002.3": "Seasonal Waves",
+  "DiscIP.213002.4": "The dream called \"idol\" rings out, bright and chiming.\nIn this season of change, the girls charge forward with fearless energy.\n\nThey're the girl group that sold ten million albums in just a year, and every reporter in the country is desperate to figure out their secret.\nFor example, how did that reclusive genius composer, who never left her room, end up singing and dancing on stage for a tiny agency?\nAnd that ordinary-looking girl with the long hair—how did she become that good at guitar in just three years? Even for a prodigy, that's a bit much.\nThen there's the bombshell fan favorite—rumor has it someone caught her in a school uniform sneaking into campus. Seriously?!\nAs for the lack of buzz vocalist,\nwho would've thought it was her who brought the girls all together?\n\n\"I don't want to be apart from everyone anymore.\"\n\nSpring rain softens the world, and a girl's tears call forth a miracle.\nSummer casts its shade, flowers proudly bloom in the dark of night.\nAutumn leaves blaze red, as the wind from afar waits quietly for the mountains' blessing.\nWinter butterflies dance, and an out-of-season duckling coats the world in white.\n\nThey've had their highs and lows.\nEvery note has its own color, but their friendship never wavers.\nSeasons may turn, but spring, summer, autumn, and winter remain the same.",
   "DiscIP.213003.1": "Main Melody",
   "DiscIP.213003.2": "Victory Tune",
   "DiscIP.213003.3": "Scorching Night's End",
@@ -366,5 +374,13 @@
   "DiscIP.214054.1": "Main Melody",
   "DiscIP.214054.2": "Victory Tune",
   "DiscIP.214054.3": "Little Paradise",
-  "DiscIP.214054.4": "\"Hey Sparkla, guess what I've got?\"\nHer mother pulls a gift box from behind and presses it into Sparkla's hands. \"To celebrate my little girl finally coming home from the hospital, Mom and Dad got you a brand new ... fairy tale book!\"\n\"Wow! A new story!\" Young Sparkla squeals, spinning around with the box before eagerly tearing into the gift—\nThe cover is crisp and pristine, carrying that fresh paper scent she loves so much.\n\"<i>The Wizard in the Emerald Castle</i>?\"\n\"Yep! I asked a Trekker friend who climbs the Monolith to wish for a story about a little girl going on adventures with lots of cute friends!\"\n\"I know my little Sparkla is itching to go outside, aren't you? But more than anything, I want you healthy and safe...\"\n\"O-Oh! But if the story is boring, you tell me. Next time, I'll personally supervise your Dad's survival training in the Wilds so he can climb the Monolith himself!\"\nSparkla throws her arms around her mother and laughs with her. \"Mhm! I... I'll be good and stay home. I love all the storybooks you give me, Mom!\"\nFeeling her mother's gentle stroke on her hair, she buries the faint pang of longing deep in her heart.\n\nSparkla opens her eyes. The warmth of her mother's hands and the crisp scent of the pages still linger vividly from her dream.\nSuddenly, a mechanical rabbit head pops into her view. \":] Sparkla. Bookshelf organization protocol begins at 09:00. Querying sort criteria: alphabetical by title, or chronological by publication date?\"\nRight. She tweaked Rabbit Pie's schedule last night before bed. Today's mission is to finally tackle that chaotic pile of old storybooks sitting in the corner of the workshop.\nNo wonder she dreamt about her childhood... She changes her mind. \"Actually, Rabbit Pie, let me handle the sorting. You just dig the books out of the pile for me.\"\n\":[ Request denied. Sparkla got distracted reading during the last bookshelf organization, resulting in task failure. Therefore, Rabbit Pie will execute the task this time.\"\nAhaha... Right, that did happen.\nSparkla scratches her nose and gives in. \"Heh... I'll leave it to you, then, Rabbit Pie. Let's sort them alphabetically by title~\"\n\":] Acknowledged.\"\n\nWith the cleaning left to Rabbit Pie, and both Bloc and Leona blocked on her comms, the workshop glides smoothly along its preset track.\nEverything is perfectly in place, and a fresh spark of inspiration is just waiting to catch fire.\nSparkla picks up her teacup, settling in to savor a rare, relaxing break."
+  "DiscIP.214054.4": "\"Hey Sparkla, guess what I've got?\"\nHer mother pulls a gift box from behind and presses it into Sparkla's hands. \"To celebrate my little girl finally coming home from the hospital, Mom and Dad got you a brand new ... fairy tale book!\"\n\"Wow! A new story!\" Young Sparkla squeals, spinning around with the box before eagerly tearing into the gift—\nThe cover is crisp and pristine, carrying that fresh paper scent she loves so much.\n\"<i>The Wizard in the Emerald Castle</i>?\"\n\"Yep! I asked a Trekker friend who climbs the Monolith to wish for a story about a little girl going on adventures with lots of cute friends!\"\n\"I know my little Sparkla is itching to go outside, aren't you? But more than anything, I want you healthy and safe...\"\n\"O-Oh! But if the story is boring, you tell me. Next time, I'll personally supervise your Dad's survival training in the Wilds so he can climb the Monolith himself!\"\nSparkla throws her arms around her mother and laughs with her. \"Mhm! I... I'll be good and stay home. I love all the storybooks you give me, Mom!\"\nFeeling her mother's gentle stroke on her hair, she buries the faint pang of longing deep in her heart.\n\nSparkla opens her eyes. The warmth of her mother's hands and the crisp scent of the pages still linger vividly from her dream.\nSuddenly, a mechanical rabbit head pops into her view. \":] Sparkla. Bookshelf organization protocol begins at 09:00. Querying sort criteria: alphabetical by title, or chronological by publication date?\"\nRight. She tweaked Rabbit Pie's schedule last night before bed. Today's mission is to finally tackle that chaotic pile of old storybooks sitting in the corner of the workshop.\nNo wonder she dreamt about her childhood... She changes her mind. \"Actually, Rabbit Pie, let me handle the sorting. You just dig the books out of the pile for me.\"\n\":[ Request denied. Sparkla got distracted reading during the last bookshelf organization, resulting in task failure. Therefore, Rabbit Pie will execute the task this time.\"\nAhaha... Right, that did happen.\nSparkla scratches her nose and gives in. \"Heh... I'll leave it to you, then, Rabbit Pie. Let's sort them alphabetically by title~\"\n\":] Acknowledged.\"\n\nWith the cleaning left to Rabbit Pie, and both Bloc and Leona blocked on her comms, the workshop glides smoothly along its preset track.\nEverything is perfectly in place, and a fresh spark of inspiration is just waiting to catch fire.\nSparkla picks up her teacup, settling in to savor a rare, relaxing break.",
+  "DiscIP.214055.1": "Main Melody",
+  "DiscIP.214055.2": "Victory Tune",
+  "DiscIP.214055.3": "Fleeting Glimmers",
+  "DiscIP.214055.4": "The underwater world is perfectly quiet.\n \nWater presses against her ears, hushing the outside world into a gentle stillness. As she sinks deeper, her hair fans out like dark silk in the current. Schools of fish weave past her, and sunlight shines through the surface, painting wavering shapes of light on her skin.\nIt is a rare moment of peace.\nThe endless cries for help back on shore, the bitter arguments, the unspoken yet undeniable tensions—they all fade into the distance.\nThe shimmering surface seems to unlock fragmented memories. Willow swims into the mosaic of light, reaching out toward its swaying glow.\n\nA flashback brings her to summers in Sailstead: gulls crying over the harbor, damp sea breezes carrying the heavy heat, and the ancient cooling Artifact in the office groaning from years of use.\nWhenever the heat peaked, their boisterous Trekker Association President would find some undeniable excuse to herd everyone out of the office and down to the beach. They would set sail, hunting for whatever traces of summer they could find.\n\"The ocean embraces it all. Whether you're exhausted or completely lost, you'll always find your answers if you just return to the sea.\"\nThat vibrant woman always said that, drawing eager cheers from the rest of the crew. She just had that natural magnetism of a leader.\nBut Willow also knew the truth: it was an unspoken pact among them all, a gentle scheme to force Willow to take a break from work. \n\nThe ocean truly does embrace it all.\nIn this empty stretch of water, the sea rinses away her distractions, leaving her alone with her own heart. Hopeful ambitions, gnawing fears, and secret burdens—the ocean receives them all in silence.\nIn this brief moment of tranquility, she reclaims her time, finding fresh courage to break the surface and face whatever awaits her above.",
+  "DiscIP.214056.1": "Main Melody",
+  "DiscIP.214056.2": "Victory Tune",
+  "DiscIP.214056.3": "Dappled Sunlight",
+  "DiscIP.214056.4": "\"Let's go camping this weekend!\"\n\"Camping? Where is this coming from...?\"\n\"Doesn't matter, it's decided! I've already got all the gear packed!\"\nThe girl behind the desk looks up, shaking her head at her friend's familiar antics.\n\"You didn't leave me any room to say no, did you?\"\nThe girl from Grace Imperium grins smugly. \"Well, are you coming or what?\"\nThis kind of back-and-forth happens a lot lately. Willow mulls it over for a second, then finally nods.\n\"Just this once.\"\n\nBut Willow never goes anywhere unprepared. Even for a completely spontaneous trip, she checks the weekend forecast, packs emergency kits, and brings everything they might possibly need. By the day before they leave, Laru catches her looking so heavily geared up that she seems ready to raid a Monolith, not camp in the woods.\n\"This is overkill. I thought camping was just pitching a tent near some water and eating fries while the birds sing!\"\n\"Anyway, do you want barbecue?\"\n\"Yes!\"\n\"Do you want to sleep in a sleeping bag?\"\n\"Obviously!\"\n\"We'll need lanterns for the night. And even if we build a fire instead, did you bring a lighter?\"\n\"Uh...\" Laru is a master at pivoting, and her tune changes instantly. \"Willow, you're the best! You're so reliable!\"\n\nStill, looking at the breathtaking sanctuary, Willow has to admit Laru knows how to pick a spot. The pool is crystal clear, a waterfall tumbles down the rocks, and sunlight catches the mist to paint faint rainbows.\nTo thank Willow for doing all the heavy lifting in prep, Laru handles setting up camp. She shoos Willow toward the water, assigning her the \"job\" of catching a fish.\nThere are no fish in that pond, and Willow knows full well it's just an excuse to let her unwind. She slips off her shoes and steps into the shallows, sending ripples outward. The refreshing chill seeps in, slowly washing away her stress.\nIt truly is a rare weekend that feels like one.\nThe realization suddenly settles over her. Here in this untouched oasis, there are only babbling streams, chirping birds, droning cicadas, and leaves rustling in the breeze. The whole world seems to have slowed down.\nShe turns back to see Laru waving enthusiastically from the bank and can't help but smile.\n\nIn a city tangled in complicated relationships, having a friend this pure at heart is truly her good fortune."
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