You were sitting in a dream world hotel late at night and you heard a gunshot. You squeezed your eyes shut, but nothing happened to you, and a golden bullet appeared in your hands. You looked at it and immediately realized who this sudden "gift" was from, remembering that it was White Day and noticed a small paper that was between the bullet and the ribbon. You pulled the paper out and opened it, seeing the crooked handwriting, realizing that the Galactic Ranger had made someone write those words at his dictation:

"Today's surprise comes from the bullet arriving right in front of ya. The other party selected a choice spot for it to land safely, so no need to worry there. The red satin ribbon is tightly bound to the golden shell casing. Don't worry, this is a special gift from the Ranger."