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[german-enthusiast]

"Wenn du versuchst, dich selbst zu lieben, dann tust du es bereits. Von wo, glaubst du, kommt das Versuchen?"

[peintre-stephane]

Red power at xmas

Translated from a @lballonaio62 photo

It was a request from an admirer ultra-zaitsev23

[angelbellelc2]

Luke: "Professor, isn't it almost snack time?"

Professor Layton: "Are you feeling hungry? You can take couple of bites of chocolate from the cupboard."

Luke: "Thank you! I absolutely love chocolate! When I eat it, I start to feel relaxed for some reason."

Professor Layton: "The raw materials found in chocolate, cocoa, contains ingredients that triggers the feeling of relaxation."

Luke: "I see. That's why I start to feel relieved."

Professor Layton: "In addition to the feeling of relaxation, the ingredients within chocolate can have an effect on your brain power."

Luke: "Is that really true? Wow, chocolate is amazing!"

Luke: "So, after eating more chocolate, I can become better at solving puzzles than usual?"

Professor Layton: "Maybe so my boy. Want to try your hand at this puzzle?"

[official-wonho]

@official__wonho: 위니 오늘도 꿈에서 만나자고~ 이불 잘 덮구 자고 💙

Wenees, let's meet in our dreams today, too~ Sleep tight with your blanket 💙

Translation: official-wonho. Please take out with full credit.

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Backstage Story Translation - Chikage Utsuki SSR: BE.MINE ver.CHIKAGE - Part 3

requested by taruchikas, who also provided the raws for the story! thank you!

Izumi: (Work took longer to finish than expected…)

Izumi: (But this is Chikage-san we’re talking about, he probably did just fine alone…)

Photographer: Just like that, without looking at the camera… As if you’re waiting for your girlfriend… Exactly!

Izumi: (Oh, good, it looks like everything is going smoothly.)

Izumi: (Ah, the driver's seat is on the left, so this must be a foreign car. He looks completely in his element…)

Izumi: (… Oh! This isn’t the time to stare.)

Izumi: (I’d like to let them know I’ve arrived, but it’s hard to find the right timing…)

Chikage: …

Izumi: (Ah! He just looked over here… didn’t he? I’ll try waving.)

Chikage: …

Izumi: (Oh, he waved back.)

Staff A: Oh, that was really good just now!

Photographer: It’s lovely! Let’s take a few more pictures as you look at the camera like this, please!

Staff A: That smile sure is something~

Staff B: He’s like, the ideal boyfriend…

Staff C: We’re definitely using that cut!

Izumi: (Th-This is kind of awkward…!)

Izumi: (I’ll call out to him when he’s on break…)

-

Izumi: Good work today. I’m sorry for making you drive after your shooting.

Chikage: I don’t mind, I like driving. And that photo shoot put me in the mood to.

Choice 1: I’m looking forward to the end result

Izumi: I’m looking forward to the end result.

Chikage: I’ve never done this kind of photoshoot before, so I’m pretty interested in how it’ll turn out.

Izumi: It’s going to look pretty mature, since it was shot in a car.

Chikage: I mean, I am an adult.

Izumi: Ahaha… That’s true.

Choice 2: You looked really good in that foreign car

Izumi: You looked really good in that foreign car.

Chikage: You think so? Thanks. They provided me with a nice car, and I had some fun with it too.

Izumi: Would a foreign-made car be a better option if I were to buy a car?

Chikage: Not necessarily. It’s fine if you only drive occasionally, but wouldn’t a regular car be more comfortable for everyday use?

Izumi: Fufu, so that’s what you think too, Chikage-san.

Izumi: Still, that was a nice way to wrap up.

Chikage: I suppose I have the staff to thank for getting so excited.

Izumi: This must be the result of your practice with the Spring Troupe.

Chikage: Yeah… That sure happened.

Chikage: It was actually quite tough. But still, driving with everyone was pretty fun.

Izumi: (I bet something happened. I’d best not press him any further…)

Izumi: Oh, aren’t you hungry, Chikage-san?

Chikage: Now that you mention it, I didn’t have a proper lunch.

Chikage: Since we have the chance to, let’s go for a drive and get something to eat.

Izumi: That sounds good! I’ll look up some restaurants.

Izumi: Let’s start with restaurants in the direction we’re headed towards—

Chikage: Normally we’d have to discuss what to eat, but that’s a given with us.

Izumi: Fufu, that’s true.

Chikage: … This conversation alone was better practice.

Izumi: Is something wrong?

Chikage: No. Nothing at all.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

[akito666us]

Original artist:白亜

Source: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/30878588#1

[brofightiscancelled]

chapter 10! the last available chapter for now... 2 to go! thank you for reading! original manga by にゃむ on pixiv

== read more ==

[sheiktothepast]

English translation

[klonoa-at-blog]

Klonoa Developer Relay Essay was a series of behind the scenes stories of Klonoa: Door to Phantomile published online from January 30th to May 1st, 1998.

This translation was made with help from DeepL and may not be completely accurate.

[savaralyn2]

Dungeon Meshi - Happy New Year 2024!

[peintre-stephane]

strata

translated from a @claude-vergoz challenge

[lycemagee]

Oke I need to remember this for my second playthrough. The first one is blind, the second I want to read the translation at the same time.

Alfons Sylvatica: Chapter 1

*The MC's default name in this game is Kate, so I will be using this name for the translations.

Mirror, mirror, don't show me pleasant dreams.

Even if it's a reality full of sadness, tell me your truth.

Before this love fades into an illusion.

-

Having stumbled upon the secrets of the Queen's personal assassination organization, "Crown," I was to live in their castle for a month as a Fairytale Keeper, chronicling their sins. I---

---I stayed up all night without getting any sleep.

(Never have I longed for the morning as much as I do now...)

Whenever I closed my eyes, a scene of crimson blood spurting forth in the pitch-black darkness emerges, and tears come out as fear wells up in my heart.

(I must stay strong. Crying won't solve anything.)

I splashed my face with cold water, slipped into a clean blouse, and shifted my mindset.

(I'll get you to trust me and let me return to my normal life.)

(That is what I must do.)

I cannot remain frozen in fear.

Kate: I have to face reality...

(And then...)

Kate: I'm going to the theater as soon as I'm free!

In my current situation, that hope was the only thing that kept my heart from breaking.

-

Emerging from my room, I immediately cornered Victor in the common room.

Kate: To what extent will I be surveillanced?

Victor: Hmm, that's right. First of all, don't go out alone.

Victor: To be able to submit a report, you need to spend some time with the cursed ones. Other than that, you're free to do whatever you want.

Despite my early morning intrusion with pen and notebook in hand, Victor greeted me with a warm smile and a welcoming response.

Kate: Who should I ask to accompany me when I want to go out?

Victor: Anyone is fine! Just ask anyone in the castle at the time or make an appointment with them.

Kate: I haven't brought any money or anything... is that okay?

Victor: Of course! This is a direct order from Her Majesty the Queen.

Victor: I will provide you with all the cash you need to carry out the mission, and you don't have to worry about anything to food, clothing, or shelter.

Victor: Do you have any other questions? You won't be able to focus on your work if you have any doubts, so please don't hesitate to ask.

(I have one more question...)

Kate: What exactly does it mean to "record the sins of the cursed?"

Victor: It's okay if you just write down the facts you witnessed and what you felt were sins.

(So it's up to my judgement... This might be a much more difficult task than I imagined.)

What makes a "sin" a "sin"?

Those standards vary from person to person.

(But I'm starting to get a much clearer picture of what a Fairytale Keeper is like.)

(It's a relief to clarify what needs to be done...)

While writing down what Victor said before I forget---

Alfons: You're so dedicated. I'm impressed.

Startled by the sudden voice behind me, I turned around to find Alfons standing at the doorway, seemingly out of nowhere.

He was clearly applauding in a manner to mock me.

Kate: Yes, because my future freedom is at stake.

Alfons: I just hope it isn't forced enthusiasm to mask fear.

(!!...)

I freeze up, my face involuntarily stiffening.

Alfons: Oh, did I hit a nerve?

Alfons: Hehe, your face is quite honest, isn't it?

With a playful expression, almost like a child who has found a new toy, he approached me.

A sudden whiff of sweet perfume brushed against my nose.

Kate: Perfume...?

In response to my murmur, Victor let out an exasperated chuckle.

Victor: Alfons, did you happen to go out again last night after that?

Alfons: Yes, of course.

He had a faint smile on his face.

Shrouded in an overly sweet and complex fragrance, he exuded an air of languid indifference---

(!! This scent... so that's what it means?)

As I widened my eyes, he pierced me with his gaze.

Alfons: Hehe...

Kate: ...!!

Alfons: Ah, I see! You're definitely on guard.

Alfons: Like a cat that doesn't warm up to people.

As I backed away, he beckoned me with gestures like those used to call a cat.

Alfons: Come on, come on, don't puff up your fur. Let's be friends. I'll give you some snacks.

Kate: Ah...!

Victor: Okay, you two.

It was Victor who put an end to our fruitless exchange.

Victor: Well, of course Kate would be on guard if she saw a man coming home early in the morning.

Victor: She's a young and beautiful lady after all, right?

Kate: Uh, well, yes, I guess so.

(Yes... I guess I got a bit carried away for a moment, partly due to lack of sleep.)

(It's also possible that Alfons is undercover in the red-light district or somewhere else for a mission.)

(Making assumptions based on prejudice isn't right.)

Kate: ...I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that without knowing you very well.

Alfons: No, no, your caution is perfectly understandable.

Alfons: As if partying is a reason to live.

With a flourish reminiscent of a party greeting, Alfons placed his hand over his chest and bowed at the waist.

Alfons: We're only going to be together for a month anyway, so there's no need to get to know me deeply. Therefore, an apology is unnecessary.

With exaggerated gestures, he approached me--

Alfons: Oh, and by the way, I love cats.

He blew softly into my ear in a sweet whisper.

Kate: !!?

My shoulders jolted in surprise, and then a smile broke across his face.

Alfons: Oh, haha! That's a unique reaction. What a childishly cute little robin you are!

Alfons: A whole month to play with you... this is going to be the best way to kill time.

His fingertips tickled my ears, and I instinctively pulled away to cover them.

(Nn...., nn....!!)

Alfons: Well, it's about time for me to call it a night. Goodnight!

Victor: Sleep well, and have sweet dreams, Alfons.

Alfons: I hope I have the most wonderful dreams imaginable.

He leaves without even glancing at my reaction.

(What kind of person---?!)

Kate: Is he going to sleep at this hour of the morning?

Victor: Well, that's just how he usually is.

(It wasn't just my imagination after all... Alfons is dangerous.)

Beneath his aristocratic demeanor and courteous manner, I sense a hint of dangerous artifice and a fragrance of immortality.

(William, who can manipulate people to kill, is obviously dangerous, but...)

(There's a different kind of danger coming from that person as well.)

---"a rotten private life."

Such a phrase came to mind.

-

And so, time passed mercilessly, and as night fell, the time for the "mission" came.

My companions for tonight were William, Roger, and Alfons.

William: I'll carry out the assassination. Roger will be on perimeter watch, and Alfons will be the... "distraction," I guess.

("Distraction"...? I wonder what that means.)

(Maybe I can understand if I know their curses or abilities.)

As I pondered to myself, William looked back at me with just his gaze.

William: This is a momentous first mission for our esteemed Fairytale Keeper.

William: Before the mission, is there anything you want to ask?

(....!)

Kate: ....In that case, may I ask about Roger and Alfons's curses and abilities?

William: Ah, then it would be best to ask them directly.

Roger, who met me with his gaze, replies in a casual tone.

Roger: My curse is the the "Treacherous Huntsman." I have the ability to hear sounds from 100 yards away.

(Wow, 100 yards!? That means he has incredibly good hearing... it's definitely perfect for "perimeter watch.")

Kate: Thank you. What about Alfons...?

Alfons: It's a secret.

Alfons: Hehe, wouldn't it be a waste to teach you in such a moodless situation?

--CHOICES--

It can be a secret forever.

No need to be coy...

That's mean.

------------

Kate: That's mean.

Alfons: Hehe, it's not quite like being mean. I just want to savor the pleasure of you begging me for a little longer.

William: Well, if there are no other questions, shall we go now?

"It's time to begin the mission," said the red eyes as he gazed up into the dark night.

-

William: Here.

What they arrived at was--an orphanage.

(It looks like an ordinary orphanage...)

In London, orphanages are not particularly uncommon.

Especially in the slums, where people who have fallen out of the overcrowded city gather.

However, the problem was what was happening here.

According to what I just heard...

What is happening here is--literally, a massacre, they say.

Surely not... such a thing... in this place?

I wish it were a lie---I pray that it is---but the scene I witnessed last night flickers behind my eyelids...

I held my breath and followed them.

And, what I witnessed there was---

Kate: ...Th-this is...?

William: This is the reason we came here.

It was like a black mountain.

At the same time, I realized that what was piled up like objects were human bodies.

Beyond fear, disgust welled up from the bottom of my stomach.

Kate: Ugh...

My stomach convulsed, and my vision swayed unsteadily.

It was indeed a tremendous number---of children's corpses.

(This is terrible... why is this happening...)

Unable to look directly at it, I covered my mouth with my hands and turned away.

Even so, the stale smell relentlessly screamed, "This is reality."

Alfons: Now, now, don't be so shocked. Reality is always a tragedy.

(Huh...?)

Kate: Alfons...?

I looked up while holding my throbbing head.

---and suddenly, something warm touched the nape of my neck.

Alfons: ---You are dreaming. A very pleasant dream.

Immediately after hearing those words... my thoughts were swallowed by a sudden wave of drowsiness---.

Roger: ...Oops.

Catching Kate's collapsing body effortlessly with one arm, Roger raised an eyebrow and glanced at Alfons.

Roger: Hey, hey, don't take her job away.

Roger: Make sure she sees our sins with those eyes and write them down. Isn't that the condition for her to be freed?

Alfons: Then why don't you write down that "I have committed the sin of obstructing her work"?

Alfons: What she should be writing down are the sins of us, the "cursed ones."

Alfons: Not the whole picture of London's darkness.

William: Ahahaha, you certainly have a point.

William: It's a shame I can't ask her to write down my sins tonight.

At that moment... a new set of footsteps echoed through the dark underground space.

Red-faced man: Who are you---!?

The person who rushed in seemed to be the orphanage manager who sensed something unusual.

William: Freeze.

Before the man could widen his eyes---an absolute command was given.

William: We apologize for intruding at night. But don't worry.

William: We promise to let you sleep if you answer a few questions.

William: Answer my questions honestly.

Red-faced man: Wh-who...?

-

Kate: ...Nn, ...Uh... Where is this---

Gazing vaguely at the unfamiliar interior, I realized I was in the room that Victor had prepared for me.

(When did I get back...?)

(---come to think of it, when did I go out... and what was I doing?)

I press my forehead, trying to recall the memories before I had that pleasant dream.

(That's right, it was my first time accompanying them on a mission... and...)

(A mountain-like... black mass...)

Kate: ...!!

My memories came flooding back, and I jumped up.

(Did I faint when I saw that scene...?)

I crawled out of bed and walked unsteadily towards the mirror.

(There are no wounds on my body... did someone help me before I fell?)

Kate: I wonder what happened after that...

I wonder if William killed and "judged" the person who created that horrible scene.

Thinking about it made my stomach convulse again and I put my hand over my mouth.

(Should I write that down? For a whole month?)

Just thinking about it made my head spin, so I staggered to the bed and sat down...

There was a knock, and the door opened without waiting for an answer.

Alfons: Good evening.

As soon as Alfons enters the room, his face fills with pity.

Alfons: Oh dear, you look pale. Are you alright?

Kate: Alfons... Yes, I'm okay---

I started to say something, but then I abruptly stopped.

(No... I have to apologize first!)

(What if I'm judged unfit as a Fairytale Keeper...?!)

Kate: I-I'm sorry... I fainted in the middle of my work!

Kate: Next time, I'll definitely be fine. I will fulfill my duties as a Fairytale Keeper without fail.

When I lowered my head, a loud laugh rang out.

Alfons: Ahha! You're so ridiculously serious.

Alfons: Do you really think I'd waste my time coming here for such a trivial matter?

Alfons: I came because I thought you'd be waking up soon and I was worried.

Alfonse approached me, taking one step, then another---

Held tightly in his arms, our faces drew closer, so close that our lips almost touch.

Kate: Worried...?

Alfons: Yes, isn't it obvious?

His fingertips slid smoothly down to the nape of my neck...

Alfons: Because... you're my lover, after all.

Kate: Huh...

The moment the whisper fell by my ear, something, in my head--was distorted.

(---Ah, that's right.)

(Alfons is my...)

(The only person I can trust.)

(Someone I can trust with my heart... a partner...)

Into the hollow space left in my chest, Alfons's presence smoothly slipped in, slowly melting my heart from within.

Alfons: You don't have to be strong in front of me, Kate.

Kate: ...!

As he gently caressed me, the tension in my body suddenly snapped, and tears welled up in the corners of my eyes.

Kate: Alfons... I...

Alfons: There, there. Don't hold back, just let it all out.

His gentle lips absorbed the tears, their warmth pressed against my own.

Kate: Hmmm...!

(Why is my heart pounding like this?)

Since we are lovers, it should be normal for us to kiss.

My heart was pounding, as if it was my first time.

(But as much as my heart races, it feels like my heart calms down when he touches me...)

The fear and confusion---, the sweet pleasure of his lips slowly wiped them away.

While exchanging sweet kisses, Alfons repeatedly caressed the nape of my neck.

Alfons: Come now, let's forget all the scary things... and do something fun together, shall we?

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Chapter 2

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[official-wonho]

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WONHO'S REPLIES:

웃자 위니들 💙

Did you enjoy your meal/dinner?!

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Let's smile/laugh, Wenees 💙

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[asordinaryppl]

A3! Backstage Story Translation - Chikage Utsuki SSR: BE.MINE ver.CHIKAGE - Part 2

requested by taruchikas, who also provided the raws for the story! thank you!

Chikage: I’m home—

Citron: How about this route?

Itaru: We’d probably avoid the traffic jams in the city like this.

Sakuya: What should we do about lunch?

Tsuzuru: How about…

Chikage: (I’ve got a bad feeling about this…)

Chikage: You look like you’re having fun.

Tsuzuru: Oh, Chikage-san. Welcome back.

Chikage: What are you all hunched over there for?

Sakuya: We’re making plans for a drive.

Citron: You will be clearing your schedule too, Chikage.

Chikage: I’m being forced into this, I see.

Itaru: Can’t do without you.

Tsuzuru: If anything, you’ll be the star of the show.

Chikage: Meaning?

Itaru: We heard from the Director that your situation prompt for the magazine is a drive date.

Chikage: Figured that’s what’s going on…

Chikage: I drive pretty often anyway, I don’t think there’s a need for me to go out of my way to prepare.

Citron: Non, non! Simply driving and driving with someone else on board are completely different!

Tsuzuru: Citron-san’s saying something that makes sense for once.

Masumi: … This is weird.

Sakuya: It was cool!

Itaru: So, if you would.

Chikage: … I got it. It's important to make some time for family, after all.

-

Izumi: There are drinks and snacks in here.

Chikage: Thanks.

Izumi: I don’t think I have any reason to worry, but please drive safely.

Chikage: Of course. Well then…

Citron: I will be in the passenger seat today.

Chikage: ? Sure…

Citron: Off we go!

-

Chikage: Let me know if you want to stop by a convenience store or something. For music—

Citron: Ah~ I’m so glad the weather is nice today, Chi-kun ♪

Chikage: Chi…

Tsuzuru: Chi-kun!?

Itaru: “Chi-kun” is crazy. I think I’m gonna die.

Citron: The weather is fire and I’m sooo geeked~★ Chi-kunnn, I’ll be counting on you to drive sa-fe-ly ♪

Sakuya: Are you playing the girlfriend…?

Itaru: And a gyaru. I think.

Tsuzuru: The slang’s a little outdated though…

Masumi: … The light is gone from Chikage’s eyes.

Chikage: …

Tsuzuru: B-But it’ll be good practice for the magazine…?

Itaru: And it’ll help with Citron’s future female roles.

Chikage: … *sigh* Alright.

Chikage: But, I don’t want to hear any complaints if my driving gets weird.

Itaru: Remind me why we're risking our life for this…

Citron: Playing the girlfriend is fun! You should all try it too.

Tsuzuru: Uhhh…

Sakuya: It’d be good to try out all kinds of situations!

Itaru: We’ll all take turns playing the girlfriend whenever we stop in a service area or convenience store, then.

Chikage: That’d be helpful in many ways.

Sakuya: We’ll do our best!

Chikage: … I think I’m going to get something to keep me awake, just in case. Can we stop by that store?

Citron: My shift ended fast!

-

Sakuya: Ummm…

Sakuya: Chi—…

Chikage: You can just call me the way you usually do, Sakuya.

Citron: Did you hate it that much?

Itaru: I’ll be remembering it and rolling on the floor, at least.

Masumi: I’m gonna be sick.

-

Tsuzuru: …

Chikage: …

Citron: He can’t practice if you don’t speak, Tsuzuru!

Itaru: ^ This. You need to say something.

Tsuzuru: U-Uhhh…

Tsuzuru: A-Aren’t you tired~?

Chikage: You don’t need to force yourself so much. Could you hand me my coffee?

Tsuzuru: ‘Kay!

Tsuzuru: Wait, I’m supposed to be helping you…!

-

Masumi: …

Chikage: …

Citron: There’s too much silence again!

Itaru: Masumi, just think of this as rehearsal with Director-san.

Masumi: With the Director…

Masumi: …

Masumi: … *sigh* I can’t. You’re too cute.

Chikage: … Just what thoughts are going through your head?

-

Itaru: Okay, lemme show you all how it’s done.

Chikage: No need to get so into this.

Itaru: Utsuki-san, should I play some music? Or are you more of a radio person?

Chikage: I suppose I prefer the radio. We can also get information about traffic jams like this.

Itaru: Me too~

Itaru: *Yawn*…

Citron: Oh, how flirty.

Itaru: No, that was for real…

Chikage: Are you sleepy? You can go ahead and sleep. I’ll wake you up when we get there.

Itaru: I’m being put to bed.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3