Things would get better.
With a great director like Hoshino around, how could the emotional storyline possibly go wrong?
Hoshino closed her eyes and methodically checked the assessment results. None of what she had worried about had happened. The completion marker had lit up, and the reward had already been deposited into her inventory.
This inventory was practically a four-dimensional pocket she could access whenever she wanted.
Fenghuang Down!
This Divine Key could transform into countless different forms and had no fixed physical body at all. But since it was Fu Hua's weapon, it appeared in the inventory as a pair of gauntlets.
She really did not like the look of them.
Fenghuang Down ought to have been feathers drifting through the sky. When used, it should resemble a crimson Jingwei mourning the dead, its feathers scattering as though it were going bald. Mere gauntlets truly did not suit the magnificent imagination of the people of Shenzhou.
At the very least, it should have been a Fu sword.
Fortunately, Fenghuang Down could freely change shape. When Hoshino took it out, she imagined a hair ornament decorated with phoenix patterns, and that was exactly the form it took in her hand. She put it on, and it matched her pale pink hair perfectly, without the slightest hint of incongruity.
With this, she possessed the ability to control multiple threads at once.
[Warning: The number of Shadow Clones is limited. Please do not get carried away.]
The system left her with this piece of advice.
It counted as a warning of sorts. Hoshino seriously considered those words and felt that if she ever wanted to stage a scene where the shrine split apart and fought itself, she would at least need to weigh things carefully.
She used one of Fenghuang