Sakuramoria Auto-translated

– This is more of a nuance specific to this type of entertainment. I don't think that in another country, a similar establishment would have any significant differences... well, except for those initial quirks, of course.

-- Shall we continue?

— That’s something I can do. Here, a lion cub, please. — After exchanging points for a prize with the staff member, he hands the toy to Nira. — I don’t have anywhere to put it anymore, and I think it will suit you better.

– Let’s go.

After a series of predictable traps and scares, the group reaches the exit.

Varya checks the key she found in her pocket to see if it opens the door: is it real, or just an illusion? If it’s real, she needs to return it to the administration.

Upon reaching the spot where they were supposed to show their tickets to retrieve the key they had obtained earlier, Varya and the others discover an amusement park employee hanging on an improvised gallows.

– Oh… That’s an unexpected ending, – said Varya, placing the key on the counter. – It’s from the door. It was an interesting task, thank you. And overall, not bad…

The employee does not respond in any way.

Upon seeing the sight before her, Leila first rubbed her eyes and pinched herself, as if to check if she was hallucinating. Then she turned to her companions, whose pale faces spoke volumes: "No, this is not a hallucination." For a "quiet and peaceful town where nothing happens," Alma was surprisingly full of eccentrics, as well as strange, tragic, and unsettling events. It was hard not to recall the words about a seemingly calm place hiding dark secrets. This once again led the girl to believe that what had happened at NAILS was hardly a random coincidence—it was a pattern. And if before, the time mage had suspected that the elections at NAILS were some kind of social experiment, now it seemed that the entire town of Alma was that experiment, although NAILS was its main element. "I must congratulate you, Ladia, it seems you were right," Leila said in a somber tone, "there's too much effort for a simple attraction. I think we should reunite with the others, if a squad of skeletons or other evil creatures doesn't attack us from around the corner, and report this to General Mandrake."

The Barbarian swallowed and nodded.

Someone sneaks up on the girls standing near the employee hanging on the gallows and, with a shout, rushes at them, holding a bloodied dagger in their hands.




Then, they start laughing. The employee also comes down to the ground and laughs.

Varya flinched, realized what was happening, sat on the counter, and laughed, perhaps louder than she ever had in her life. They had tricked her after all! No, they really had a good imagination! But it would have been better if that man hadn't sneaked up from behind, otherwise she could have gotten a good whack... It was dangerous.
-- Whew! -- the refitter gasped.

The girl faints from fear. "Oops..." the "bandit" said, scratching his head. "I guess we went a little too far..."

Now that's what I call people putting in the effort to earn their money; you won't find that level of quality here.