After a bout of utter chaos at the Golden Velvet Sparrow performance grounds, the performing elf left looking thoroughly bedraggled.
When a breeze had swept through just now, the elf had suddenly felt an unbearable itch all over his body. Unable to control himself, he began scratching wildly, and the music naturally went so off-key it was beyond recognition. The Golden Velvet Sparrow was originally a pet controlled by the elf; under this kind of musical "conducting," it flew about blindly and crashed everywhere, throwing the whole place into disarray.
Fortunately, two "kind-hearted" little elf girls helped him catch the Golden Velvet Sparrow. Only after quite some time did the unbearable itch slowly fade. Naturally too ashamed to continue performing, the elf thanked the two little girls and hurried away with the Golden Velvet Sparrow.
"The... feeling was pretty nice just now, wasn't it?" Alice chuckled mischievously.
"Mm!" The green-curled elf girl nodded repeatedly, her face full of admiration. "You're amazing! What are those powders made of? I could sense the aura of some plants in them, but they're plants I've never seen before."
Alice took out a little bottle. "This is itch powder. I bought this good stuff in Leia... uh, a very remote place. I only used a tiny dose just now, otherwise he would've been itching for ages. If you like it, I'll give it to you—but be careful when you use it. Come to think of it, if it weren't for the wind you made, we wouldn't have succeeded either."
"Wow! Thank you!" The green-haired little girl accepted the bottle. After hesitating for a moment, she revealed her true name. "My name is Michelle. What about you?"
"My name is Alice..."
Seeing that Alice had no particular reaction at all to her true name and remained