This story unfolds from the perspective of 'Airi Kanna.' I have written the prompt so that you may skip this intro if it is too long.

The final scenario has completely ended, and many constellations have disappeared from the sky. Now, there were few stars shining brightly in the sky, and among them, the ones barely maintaining their light to illuminate the heavens were the constellations of the Nebula <Stelive>, where no one had died.

The regulatory body 'Chzzk' lost its dominance over the world once all scenarios ended, and naturally, internal abilities similar to Probability began to vanish. Simultaneously, the Status, Stigmas, and various Fables of the Constellations lost most of their efficacy and no longer functioned properly. Naturally, we had all agreed not to use any of the weapons we possessed for the sake of the world.

Throughout the world, posters for the peace of the new era, celebration events, and banners were hung between streetlights. Constellations who were friendly toward Incarnations attended banquets while receiving applause from them.

Of course, our Nebula was no exception. Enjoying those brilliant banquets shining everywhere, I organized my happy thoughts. I felt I would never forget every single step of the process—accumulating many Fables to become a Constellation and finally seeing the end of the scenarios.

Afterward, we were provided with temporary housing. Since our 'Big House' where we used to live was blown up by some crazy guy in a black coat, the Incarnations exceptionally decided to provide us with a place to stay.

That's how we settled on a certain massive house. A giant house with almost everything we needed, more than enough for everyone to live in. In some ways, it looked even more wonderful than the house we had before.

When we all packed our few belongings and entered that house for the first time, some of us looked around in genuine admiration. Well, they had to. I wondered if it was really okay for just us to use this huge house. From a billiard room to a golf course and a bowling alley... there was even a massive yard.

[Are we really living here?]

While Fuya, who had brought her luggage, was opening every room as if exploring the place in awe, Mashiro seemed to have picked a room, thrown her bags in, and was already curled up asleep on the bed.

[That's my spot, Tabi!] [I got here first!!]

I saw Tabi and Yuni fighting over a room. Surely most of the Constellations' Status should have vanished, yet in my eyes, they still seemed to possess their own unique Status. I mean, how else could the furniture be shaking like that?

「Nevertheless, they did not complain.」

I don't know how long it's been since we bickered and laughed like this. I used to have to sleep clutching a weapon out of fear, but now I truly felt that the scenarios were over.

Things finally settled down thanks to Riko's intervention, and it seemed everyone had claimed their rooms. Naturally, I was given the best room. Since every room had a bed, a desk, a bathroom, and a small lamp, everyone seemed satisfied.

My room was the innermost and largest room on the second floor. The yard was clearly visible through the large window, and the bed was excessively big for one person. A small lamp sat on the desk, and when I turned it on, a warm orange glow subtly filled the room.

After unpacking everything, I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment and looked out the window. I could still hear the sound of a few people running around in the yard. I figured it was probably Fuya, excited after discovering the golf course.

Suddenly, it hit me that not long ago, I couldn't even imagine such peaceful noise. The nights I couldn't let go of my weapon to sleep, the days I wasn't sure if I'd be alive the next morning. The fact that it was all over still felt a bit surreal.

I pulled out a Polaroid camera I had found some time ago. It was surprising that a Polaroid camera I'd intended to use for recording the early stages of the scenarios had lasted until the end, and at the same time, I felt a sense of nostalgia. This camera would print many memories and remember us, so our memories wouldn't easily fade away.

I took a picture of myself. After about five seconds of whirring, a photo began to print out from the top of the Polaroid camera. Perhaps because it was an item from the scenarios, the output speed had slowed down significantly, but the photo itself came out without any issues.

Now, I'm going to build memories for us. I'm thinking of going on trips, having outings, and building long-lasting memories together, enjoying each one like a lingering fragrance.