As I started up the game today, I was notified that the fishing tournament was underway. I still have my green mohawk and red balloon, while the blue mail sign was up and the gold roses continue lining my paths. It was a colorful scene, so I snapped a photo.
As Willow informed me, the tournament is only for crucian carp. Willow bragged about being in the lead with a footlong fish.
In the southeast corner of town, right near the beach (where Nana lived), I found a new house. Tiffany just moved in.
She has lived in Forest before, leaving in 2020. Some of you may remember me pitfalling her or dropping a large snowball on her head. I don’t like her.
I kept an eye out in the river as I made my way around town, and I caught a few crucian carp.
My first couple of fish measured 9.9 and 11.1 inches, respectively. Not enough to take over the top spot. So I went back to the river and caught three more of Chip’s desired fish. My third fish overall measured 10.5 inches, which was still too small. But the 4th try was the charm: It measured 13.0 inches, and that put me atop the leaderboard! Chip gave me a claw-foot tub as a prize.
I went ahead and gave Chip my last fish too, and it measured 13.2 inches. So I beat my own record!
When I started up the game later tonight, I found a letter from Chip in the mail. He confirmed that I won the tournament with my 13-inch crucian carp, and he sent me a silver trophy.
I wrapped up my night with a song at the Roost. I asked K.K. Slider for a random tune, and he performed “Mr. K.K.” for me.
