"He is our king, and the shepherd of all fertilizer in this world."
"He stands upon his throne, upholding the humble cans and suppressing the violent cans. He is the foundation of Belobog's walls, securing our lids and straightening our bodies."
"Yet when something from beyond the heavens descended upon this land with the Eternal Freeze, his eyes were blinded-
He no longer heeded our cries, leaving impoverished cans to suffer abuse and loyal cans to bear undeserved shame..."
"We cannot endure this humiliation. We swear to raise the banner of heavenly fire and turn the King of Trash Cans from evil back to righteousness."
As Shatana spoke, that body without features-or even a face-trembled, and the garbage inside bounced along with it.
"But we are no match for the wicked king... He spreads vicious rumors, divides the cans, and prevents our garbage bags from sensing one another..."
"...I beseech you to restore peace to the garbage bags here and unite the cans once more-only then can we strike back against that false king."
"So." Stelle blinked, then raised a hand to point at herself. "You mean you want me to unite you all?"
Looks like that really is what she means...
Seeing that Stelle was interested in taking part, Shatana was naturally delighted. "Then our contract is sealed."
"I haven't agreed yet!"
Faced with this unilateral decision, Stelle raised her right hand in protest.
But just then, Sampo spoke in her mind: Doctor Edward says he doesn't have time to make that many branching paths. Just accept it.
"You need only accomplish one thing-help the trash cans escape their troubles and obtain three proofs of trust."
Shatana slowly spread those thick silver arms. "Then you can become our new king and lead us in resisting the false king."
"Go,