角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
怀表再次走到早上六点，厨房煮牛奶和烤面包的香味一如往常飘进了他狭小的卧室。
他已彻底融入这里的生活，将自己的梦想深埋于心。他不再那么容易对客人的故事感到激动，也不再期待爷爷能够马上回来。
「也许大人都是那个样子，说话不算数，也不愿意认真听小孩子讲话。」
他接过客人的箱包，客人们目不斜视地走掉，只剩下他一个人在那里自言自语。
他回到钟表房，如同往常一样检查那些时钟。不同的时区有不同的时间，他怔怔地望着满墙的钟表，想象着那些世界发生的故事。想着想着，他摊开画纸，继续画下自己与想象中的伙伴经历的故事。
那已经是故事的结尾了。
「伙伴们，再见！我会留在新大陆，等它建设完成之后，再与你们一起前往新的世界！」
「米沙船长，再见！我们有缘再会！」
其他的伙伴走了，而蹦蹦跳跳的钟表小人与温柔的镜子小姐都留了下来。他曾经带领着这些伙伴穿越迷雾，航过大海。每一次危险关头，他调整罗盘，将队伍带向正确的方向。现在，那个叫米沙的孩子将在新的大陆建设新的国度，直到再次踏上旅途的机会来临。
「如果要接着画的话，第二部就暂定为新大陆历险记吧。」
他画完最后一笔的时候，听见了某种熟悉的声音与颤动，仿佛有一个庞然大物从宇宙深处而来，停在了酒店门外。
他扔下画笔，打开门，跑了出去——
「您好，欢迎光……」
在晨光下闪闪发亮的星穹列车，疲惫地，骄傲地，悄然停在了那
——就像「梦」中的一样。
Character Story: Part IV
• Unlocked at Character Level 80
As the pocket watch struck six o'clock again in the morning, the familiar aroma of milk and toast wafted into his narrow bedroom from the kitchen as usual.
He had settled into this life, burying his dreams deep within his heart. He was no longer easily captivated by the stories of the guests, nor did he hold onto the hope of his grandfather's immediate return.
"Maybe that's how adults are. They don't keep their promises, and they don't really want to listen to children."
He took the guests' suitcases and bags. The guests walked away without a second glance, leaving him alone and muttering to himself.
He went back to his room of clocks and checked the various clocks displaying different times from different time zones as usual. He stared blankly at the wall full of clocks, imagining the stories and worlds that existed within them. Lost in thoughts of these fantastical realms, he unfolded a drawing paper and began sketching the adventures he experienced with his imaginary companions.
That was the end of the story.
"Farewell, my companions! I'll stay in the New World, and once it's fully built, I'll continue traveling with you to other new worlds!"
"Farewell, Captain Misha! May our paths cross again!"
All his companions left except his ever-excited first mate, Mr. Pocket Watch, and the gentle Miss Mirror. They had navigated through the mists and across the sea together. In crucial moments, Misha had steered their ship in the right direction. Now, the child named Misha would embark to build a new kingdom on a new continent until the opportunity arose for another journey.
"If I'm to draw something else, my next creation will be about the adventures in the new world."
As he finished the last stroke, he sensed some kind of familiar sound paired with vibrations, as if a colossal being had emerged from the depths of the universe and landed outside the hotel gate.
He dropped his brushes, opened the door, and ran out...
"Welcome to..."
The Astral Express, glistening in the morning light, tiredly, proudly waited there, parked and quiet.
...Just like in the dream.
