Stella Sora

Living a carefree life of doing nothing in particular with guildies.

Things She Claims to be Good at & Her Daydreams It's got to be claw machines, of course. You've probably heard of my title already, but my next goal is to make the name "Lord of the Prize Claw" known all across Philae, then host the very first Philae Claw Machine Tournament in my honor. After that, I'll take it to all of Nova...

Once the "Star of Trekkers" Before the Trekker Association withdrew from Philae, Nazuna once earned the title of "Star of Trekkers." Newspapers back in the day carried a photo of her alongside Nazuka, Kaede, and others.

Combat Skills When training new recruits, Nazuna often stressed that survival and using the environment to outmaneuver enemies should always come first. Beyond that, what left the deepest impression were the "people skills" she passed on to them.

Troublemaker Reformed Fuyuka is the Petal Bloom's nominal leader, but everyone knows that Kaede is the one keeping things running. To Kaede's eternal headache, she has to deal with a certain someone who is both a slacker and a prankster. Lately, though, that troublemaker seemed to have reformed herself, perhaps thanks to the influence of their new friend.

Inside Intel Only recently have people come to realize that during what looked like Nazuna's wasted years after the Trekkers' House pulled out of Philae, she had in fact been secretly gathering intelligence on █████. The information she provided was a great help in ███, though she herself seemed far from satisfied with the results.

"Nazuna may look lazy, but she's actually amazing... When she decides to get serious...!" —Fuyuka Am I really supposed to be writing this? Won't people think I'm being biased? It's fine? ... Alright then... I only have one thing to say: if you can get her to respect you as a person, she'll be the most reliable partner you could ask for. —Nazuka

Basically accurate. Though she comes off as lazy most of the time, every now and then she reveals a hidden sharpness... That's in line with the "Prize Lord" image she cultivates. If there's one thing Nazuna excels at, it's being supportive to her allies in battle. She has a keen sense of perception and quick judgment. —Willow

Why aren't there claw machines in the arcade? Yes, of course customers have asked that very question. But all of us old hands know the answer. It's because of her, that weird girl with the green hair... "Lord of the Prize Claw." To you it might sound like a joke, but to us it was truly a living nightmare... —From an interview with a shopping mall manager in Philae

With the road leading to the Monolith reopens, Trekkers resume their profession and gradually gather once more. The Petal Bloom Guild also gains renown, becoming a model in the hearts of other Trekkers. To help the newcomer Trekkers adapt, the members of Petal Bloom spring into action: Fuyuka begins leading hunts on the front line; Nazuka teaches theories on facing monsters and sudden emergencies; Kaede helps the Trekkers refine their plans for logistics and material allocation. … But Nazuna still spends all her time idling around. "Didn't someone claim to have even won an award for being the 'most outstanding Trekker'?" "Waahh—Nazuka senpai, you aren't mad, are you?" "Hmph. Meddling isn't my style… If anything, those rookies will never be ready for the field if you all keep over-protecting them like this." "Oh dear… We've been so busy for a while, just let Nazuna rest! The rest of us are more than enough to help out." Though Nazuna is full of complaints, she eventually finds something she excels at teaching— … "Listen up! The most important thing for a Trekker is to stay alive. Don't ever think running away is a shameful thing to do! Failure still counts as important experience!" "And remember, your enemies aren't just the monsters of the Wilds or the Stellaroids inside the Monoliths. Some of you hold illusions about this world or your own kind, but those with bad intentions and hidden motives can become your enemies, too. So, learning how to deal with people is essential!" "Hah? You think that's dishonorable? Don't be ridiculous! It's survival tactics! Stop whining and get it through your head!" ... Her training might sound unconventional, but the results speak for themselves. Injury rates among the Trekkers who participated in Nazuna's courses are always the lowest, and many people are beginning to see an unexpected side of this girl. Of course, for Nazuna herself, this isn't necessarily a good thing. "What? Another guild invited me to be their instructor? No way, absolutely not! Not even for money! I'm already swamped!"

"You're here." "You shouldn't have come." "But I came anyway." "I knew you wouldn't miss this chance—this chance to prove yourself." "Your token. Where is it?" "Right here, right in my hand." "Then why not use it?" "I am waiting for someone." "For whom?" "I am waiting for the true Lord of the Prize Claw to appear." "Standing right in front of you." "... Hmph, such arrogance." ... The night was dark, and the arcade shrouded in shadow. Two silhouettes stood facing each other, the air drawn tight to the point of suffocation. Neither moved first, both keeping a cautious watch on the other's hands and eyes, like seasoned hunters sizing up their prey. Then, from somewhere, a cat's cry rang out, shattering the silence of the night—and with it, the tense deadlock. "I'm going in! Lord of the Prize Claw, this time I won't lose! I'll take your title for myself!" "That cat's cry just reminded me: there's always someone stronger, always another mountain taller than the one in front of you. If you keep seeing me as the summit, then your vision has already been clouded by prejudice. You'll never find the reach 'supreme state' of playing." "W-what?! You mean there's someone even stronger than you...? Who?" "Come on then. Beat me, and I'll tell you."

Nazuna's usual weapon of choice is the small crossbow she hides beneath her clothes. Like its master, this weapon has no legendary backstory, no mark of a master craftsman. It's just an ordinary crossbow, modified by her own hands and always carefully kept in top condition. Nazuna wipes it down with a dry cloth and coats it with light oil, cleans the groove with cotton swabs to clear residue and prevent scratches, and treats the wooden stock with beeswax to keep it from cracking— A process she repeats day after day. For a girl so notoriously lazy, it is the one thing she never neglects. Rain or shine, whether out on duty or at home, she always insists on doing this task herself. She is always prepared. This crossbow is, after all, the weapon that suits her best after much trial and error. Lacking wrist strength, she relies on mechanisms to compensate; without fast speed, she hones the art of concealment and evasive movement; she has no gift for advanced magic, nor is she naturally strong, so she chooses the path of ranged combat. To safeguard her own life, to hold her ground against fierce enemies... And to be of use to her companions. Any survival strategy is valid, so long as it keeps them all alive together. Even the most ordinary person can one day shine, letting loose that one arrow at the decisive moment. With that thought, she waits... And keeps waiting...