Sotheby: Oh my! What a thrilling and exciting adventure you've had!
Sotheby: If only I had gone along too! I'm sure the people there have never seen anything like Sotheby's Special Potions. I bet they would have been a big hit—and I could have been on television too!
Oliver Fog: If you had come too, I think things would have been even more chaotic ...
X: I think you mean "fun."
Sotheby: Of course! I am a "fun" lady!
Bunny Bunny: —I'm back! What's everyone talking about?
Sotheby: Ah! Ms. Bunny!
Sotheby: Oliver Fog and Mr. X were just telling me the story of your adventures last week!
Bunny Bunny: Oh, yes, yes! That one really is a thriller.
Bunny Bunny: Oh, about that! Mr. aliEn T, I have something to give you—
aliEn T: …
Bunny Bunny: Mr. aliEn T?
aliEn T: …
Bunny Bunny: Mr. aliEn T!
aliEn T: Hm, huh—? What?
Bunny Bunny: I saw this outside ... I think it'll interest you.
Bunny Bunny takes out a stack of newspapers from a backpack. Judging by the date, exactly one week has passed since the last expedition.
Oliver Fog: "The local UFO incident has attracted national attention. Detective Williams, who is responsible for the investigation, has had multiple close encounters with UFOs ..."
X: "Mr. Williams was once a member of the District Nine Special Investigation Team. This encounter has made him famous. It has been reported that multiple media outlets have requested exclusive interviews with him."
X: "But he has shown no interest. He submitted his resignation to the police station last Friday afternoon."
X: That's unexpected. He was pursuing us so eagerly. It seemed like he genuinely loved his job. I would have thought he was committed to his career.
Oliver Fog: I shouldn't say this, but ... This was undoubtedly a great opportunity for him to make a name for himself. Why would he just give it up? I don't understand.
aliEn T: Because it was his duty.
aliEn T: We had an agreement.
Bunny Bunny: An agreement? Mr. aliEn T, do you know this police officer?
aliEn T: We're friends. ... Brothers even.
X: Brothers? Wow, I didn't realize you two had that kind of relationship ...
Sotheby: Huh? What do you mean "brothers" ...? Didn't you say that the officer was trying to catch you?
Sotheby: I don't get it ... This story is even more complicated than those romance novels Ms. Moissan reads ...
aliEn T: We didn't know each other for long. We only talked briefly about ... a few things.
aliEn T: Ms. Bunny, thank you for giving me this. I'll take good care of it.
Bunny Bunny: Oh, well, of course! If it makes you happy, keep it!
Ultimately, no one can understand how the friendship between aliEn T and Williams was born nor why one chased and the other fled.
aliEn T is no longer melancholic and lost in thought; most of the time, he seems no different from usual.
He still enthusiastically addresses everyone as "my dear human friend" and is full of easily disproved lies.
Afterwards, aliEn T continues to leave the suitcase several times. Unlike his first adventure, he is very careful not to be discovered by anyone.
The rundown apartment still does not have a new tenant, and the mailbox is always stuffed with postcards.
The postcards say that Williams returned to his home in Kansas. That he embraced his daughter in the sunset and kissed his wife. It explains how he confessed his weakness to them and was forgiven.
Now they make jam and pickled cucumbers together. They have opened a family shop and are living a happy life.
aliEn T: Most iconic song from "Uncle Backpack"—perfect for a fine evening such as this!
aliEn T: It doesn't go quite so well with the Dodo Bird Eggnog, but it's better than nothing ...
aliEn T: To my dear human friend, blessings of happiness and good health to you always.
aliEn T: aliEn T raises his glass in the air. Jazz music for a friend paired with a drink.
aliEn T: To the nebula!
aliEn T: To sunspots!
aliEn T: To wormholes!
aliEn T: To travelers to distant stars!
aliEn T: To my beautiful T-9910.2 ...
aliEn T: To my sweet ... darling ... C-00138 ...
