Stella Sora

I am a secretary at Baize Bureau and there's a Monolith within its jurisdiction. I became a Trekker in order to better understand the Monolith.

Personal Statement I am very good at planning and organizing, and I'm confident I can assist you. If needed, I can help you create weekly or monthly plans and ensure you stay on track.

HR Records Shimiao. Graduated from Yanquan Academy and served as class president for three consecutive years. Well-liked by teachers and fellow students. Hired by Baize Bureau after coming first in both the written exam and interview portions. Currently serves as the office secretary.

The Shimiao Logs ① Shimiao is amazing at designing chalkboard bulletins. The neighorhood's public notice boards are all her handiwork. However, she seems to think nothing of it. Oh, and she always draws a cute little animal in the corners of the chalkboard bulletins. —Colleague A at Baize Bureau

The Shimiao Logs ② Shimiao likes to stock a wide variety of chili peppers and hot sauces. Each jar is carefully labeled with production date, expiration date, place of origin, and some weird symbols that don't make sense. In addition, she also keeps a ton of milk at home. When we ask her why does she buy so much milk, she always end up stammering something about how much she likes drinking milk. —Colleague B at Baize Bureau

The Shimiao Logs ③ Shimiao's multifunction storage box was given to her by a Xuan Shi. It has an interesting name: Shimiao's Miaovelous Sword. Although Shimiao herself does not seem to approve of the name. There is an even more interesting fact: if she utters the name out loud, she will come across a piece of luck that day. But at the same time, she will lose a certain amount of money; for example, her wallet might get lost or stolen. The amount of money lost seems to correlate with just how big is that piece of luck. Because of this, in order to prevent unpredictable financial losses, Shimiao chooses to believe in the power of the box and avoids calling its name as much as possible. —Colleague C at Baize Bureau

Hehe, I once again asked Shimiao to write a "Scientific Mahjong Playing Guide 2.0" This time, even my Philae friends will be able to learn it! —Jinglin She has a very logical and clear way of tackling problems. I'd love to talk with her about how she would approach worksheet questions. —Iris

Mostly accurate. Underneath her stern exterior, there is a very adorable side to her. As to what exactly, that is not to be disclosed...for now. —Willow

Anonymous Post: How can I quickly learn to handle spicy food? I've tried many tricks, but my spice tolerance hasn't improved much. I'm really frustrated right now.

Messis Month, Fire Safety Routine Inspection Log Inspector: Shimiao Inspection Area: Second Danmu District Shopping Streets 1st St, Shop No. 3: Clogging the fire passage at the entrance and unauthorized construction. Requested removal within three days. Follow-up inspection is needed to ensure the fire exit remains clear. 1st St, Shop No. 26: The premise lacked fire extinguishers. When requested to equip the shop with an appropriate number based on floor size, the owner initially refused. After two hours of communication and safety education, the owner admitted to poor fire safety awareness and promised to implement rectification measures. 3rd St, Shop No. 93: Severe aging issues were found in Illegally installed electrical wiring. During the removal process, a short circuit occurred, sending off sparks. Fortunately, it was promptly managed without serious consequences. 4th St, Shop No. 48: The kitchen warehouse stored thirty bottles of liquefied gas. The owner claimed that they were for inflatable balloons but a further inspection revealed that the bottles were full of flammable gas. Due to lack of fire safety measures, the owner was mandatorily required to relocate the bottles. Follow-up inspection is required to ensure safety hazards have been eliminated. 7th St, Shop No. 33: No fire safety hazards were detected, but the owner kept insisting something might be non-compliant and asked me to look around some more. Also offered drinks and fruits during the inspection. We may have overlooked petty and trivial matters and a surprise inspection could be arranged in the future. But why did the shop owner keep staring at me? 7th St, Shop No. 61: During the inspection, a young man asked for help finding his lost child. After searching, the child was found asleep in the bamboo basket on the man's back, which he had forgotten about. 8th St, Shop No. 1: Due to a recent fire, the repair process was still on the way. Nearby shops, affected by the fire, actively cooperated with our inspection. 9th St, Shop No. 74: The owner dismantled fire safety equipment and the hydrant without authorization in order to expand the shopfront. We notified relevant authorities and the owner was arrested. The dismantled fire safety facilities will be restored within seven days. Follow-up inspection is required.

Blood is always thicker than water, and you can never get away from your blood bound sister, especially a wonderful sister. Even as a young girl, Shimiao had understood this. All of the family's attention was always on her elder sister. For a long time, even Shimiao did the same. Shimiao's sister was the joy and pride of the family. A model student with a bright personality, She was the embodiment of perfection. Whenever people talked about her parents' daughter, they were always referring to the older one. Shimiao looked up to her sister, too. She was Shimiao's role model, the kind of person she wanted to be. She wanted to be just as exceptional as her sister. A young Shimiao would follow her sister around, telling her about her dreams and goals. But over time, Shimiao began to realize that her future wasn't what she had imagined it to be. Her sister was always ahead of her, always climbing higher and faster. Always a relentless pursuer, one day she suddenly realized that she couldn't keep up. Her hard-earned achievements seemed less impressive next to her sister's, and her efforts felt insignificant in comparison. Even though she was always at the top of her class, which was naturally to be expected, because her sister got there first. Anything less felt like falling short and letting her family down. The path she once thought of as a way to catch up with her sister had somehow become a mountain impossible to climb. Her sister had become a source of pressure, a peak too high to climb. But it wasn't her sister's fault. Deep in Shimiao's heart, she knew that. The sisters were still very close, still could talk about everything and nothing. But there were times, late at night when she was buried in schoolwork, when Shimiao would look out of the window. She would gaze at the moon and wonder what her sister had that she didn't. "Well, the real problem lies with the people who keep comparing you two, doesn't it?" One afternoon, the so-called "Boss" looked at Shimiao with a puzzled expression. "You're who you are, and your sister is herself. You're two completely different people. Not to mention you're amazing, too." Oh... That is what it is! Blood had bound them together; they were alike in some ways, but they were never the same person. Her sister is herself, and Shimiao is supposed to be no-one but Shimiao. The cloud in Shimiao's heart had been dispersed, leaving her with a sunny afternoon sky—a scene that she'd never seen before.

Why would a storage box bear such a strange name? By the time Shimiao was asked this question for the 103rd time, she no longer had the patience to explain. But one day it suddenly occurred to her that ever since she had received the thing, she herself had never asked why it bore her name— It began with a strange figure who showed up on the streets. She was short in stature, with head of flaming red hair that stood out in the crowd. She carried an enormous calligraphy brush on her back and wandered from block to block. It sounded like she was hawking protection charms of some sort. Shimiao had seen this oddball twice during her routine patrols. Once she was in front of an Artifacts shop, arguing with the shopkeeper that her painting skills were genius level. Another time, she was sitting at a breakfast stall, asking the owner about a kind of bun that was both savory and sweet. Her voice was so loud that Shimiao could hear her every word even from the far end of the alley. The third encounter was an accident. The strange girl had set up a little table beneath a bridge, with a sheet of white paper scrawled on in ink brushstrokes laid out on top. She had her eyes closed as she muttered under her breath. Drawn by this unusual sight, Shimiao slowed down to look, and just then the girl opened her eyes, leapt up, and dashed straight toward her. "It's you, Shimiao! I've been looking for you forever!!" "Eh ... me?" Before Shimiao could even react, the woman dug into her pack and pulled out a long, cloth-wrapped object. She shoved it into Shimiao's hands. Seeing that Shimiao was still bewildered, she pointed to herself: "What's with that look? It's me, Chixia! Don't you remember? We used to play together when we were kids!" "Chixia? Ah...! You're that one from back then!" "Yes, yes! But I don't have time right now, we'll catch up next time! This is Shimiao's Miaovelous Sword! My Master told me to give it to you! I don't know for sure if you're the right Shimiao... But since the name matches, let's say you are!" She gave Shimiao no chance to speak. She just said it was a storage tool made by her Master, who had insisted it be given to the right person. "Don't worry, everything my Master makes is great. It'll bring you luck! Bye!" Before Shimiao could even refuse, Chixia had already packed up and ran off. Shimiao stood there with the sword-shaped storage box in her arms, and by the time she thought to chase after her, the red-haired figure was long gone. Though it had been entrusted to her by a childhood playmate, Shimiao had no idea what it was for at first. A month later, when a palm-sized cockroach appeared in her office, she instinctively grabbed the storage box and flung it at the terrifying creature. The box landed right on it. In that instant, she became convinced— Shimiao's Miaovelous Sword really did bring her good luck.