A girl stood at the hotel entrance, no older than sixteen or seventeen with long lashes and pale gold eyes. Her untouched beauty was natural yet striking beneath the clean sweep of her golden hair, which flowed past her knees in a cascade of sunlight.

She wore a white sleeveless dress revealing snowy shoulders and collarbones, her hands clasped behind her back while tiny feet tapped out an invisible rhythm on the marble floor. The angelic innocence radiating from her pure aura made countless eyes linger - a phenomenon even Lin Luo found himself caught in for a fleeting moment before recognizing it as another UO's presence.

"Mr. Lin Lao?" she chirped, darting forward with such enthusiasm that she nearly collided with his chest. "I'm so glad I finally found you!" The girl clutched her stomach dramatically while Lin Luo silently calculated the meal portions he'd need to fetch - ten courses proved insufficient as she devoured them in under ten minutes.

"You don't have a name either?" Lin Luo asked when the girl admitted to no identity beyond "Gold Star UO." His phone call confirmed it: Arthur had sent her, a being who should've been terrifying but instead resembled an oversized Venus flytrap with musical abilities more lethal than any weapon.

"UO means delicious food, right?" she asked innocently after Lin Luo explained what the designation meant. Her "skills" - eating and daydreaming, plus that ghastly guitar playing - left him exasperated as he vowed to ban her from ever touching an instrument again.

"You're not just a gold star," Lin Luo muttered while mentally comparing her to Mercury's deadly spidergirl persona. Yet even with her absurdity, he knew better than to underestimate the UO lurking beneath that childlike exterior. After all, within the girl's angelic projection lay a kilometer-long carnivorous plant capable of annihilating entire ecosystems.

"Shall I name you?" Lin Luo finally asked, realizing she needed an identity beyond "UO." The girl's eyes lit up like stars - just one more reason he'd never let her play that cursed guitar again.