#i did this all by ear and the translator so like. not 100% accurate

[kurishiri]

01 ┊ The final promise, a mother's death

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— jude⌛'s past records, record #1.

— cw: domestic child abuse (physical), death of a family member, mentions of alcoholism and family neglect.

The amount of happiness a person is given in their lifetime is decided, and it is split equally for everyone.

Such was written in a book somewhere.

Just as there was no abundance of good things, neither was there an abundance of bad. Everything was made to be equal.

——If that was the case, then just what did this bloody wretched life of mine ever amount to?

Since I was born, I had never gotten a taste of that feeling called ‘happiness.’

My father was an immigrant from Ireland, who worked at the seaport.

The place was filled with violent people, making both public order and the working environment in poor condition, but not working would be the same as death.

And what was tragic about the job was the fact that you could be laid off at any point.

Jude’s father: Blast it all! I went outta my way to show up n’ they went and kicked me out!

Jude’s older brother: Was a fool’s errand from the start!

In the cramped house, the scent of liquor and tobacco pervaded the room,

and perhaps because of continuous exposure to that, my younger sister and I had weak lungs, and were often prone to asthma attacks.

Jude’s younger sister: *cough* *cough*...

Jude: Quit it already.

Jude’s father: ...Hah?

Jude: If ya continue smokin’ that stuff, ain’t no way we’re gettin’ any better.

J: If you’re gonna smoke go n’ do it outsi——gh!

All of a sudden, he hit my cheeks, and the moment I collapsed on the floor, he grabbed my hair.

Jude’s father: I dare ya to try sayin’ that again.

Jude: Hah, did ya drink so much booze your ears gone bad? I’ll say it however much I gotta.

J: I’m sayin’ ya don’t even got a penny in your pocket and yet ya go off smokin’ that stuff——guah!

This time, he hit my other cheek without holding back.

Jude’s father: Jude. How old are ya?

Jude: ...Five.

Jude’s father: Which is the age ya can go n’ work a job. And yet here ya are not doin’ that ‘cause you’re coughin’ a lung up.

Jude’s father: Who do ya think ya are, complainin’ when you’re a useless piece o’ trash, huh!?

Grasping at my hair, he tried to drag me around, when——

Jude’s mother: Stop this at once...!

Jude: Mum...

Jude’s mother: I’ll give him a talk and make him listen. Okay?

Mother took some money, and the two left the house for a drink.

(That cash... went and sold off clothes again, innit.)

She was a woman who could use perfect Queen’s English, and she was originally a well-to-do lady, or so I heard.

But, she pulled the short end of the stick, getting together with a good-for-nothing.

She sold the little jewels and clothes she had brought until she had nothing left to her name, and her health deteriorated.

—— Time skip (I think) ——

Jude’s mother: Jude, come here a bit.

Mother took me out to the garden, and there she took a stick and started writing something on the ground.

Jude: Mum, what’s this?

Jude’s mother: These are letters. They represent the words we speak... let’s see... it’s much like a ‘sign,’ so to speak.

Jude’s mother: See, this is how you write your name. J, U, D, E.

I copied Mother’s letters, writing them on the ground.

Jude: Wow, I could really get behind this. Hey, how do ya write Jazza——

Just then, Mother pulled me into an embrace.

Jude: Mum...?

Jude’s mother: In the times to come, even when your body is weak, and your money scarce, as long as you have wisdom, you can live on with that.

Jude’s mother: Jude, you are intelligent. I am sure knowledge will be your guardian.

Jude: Hey, mum, if ya hug me so tight it’s gonna hurt.

Jude’s mother: Hehe, you’re a big brother, aren’t you? You can handle this much at least.

Not too long after, Mother’s body grew weak, and she passed away.

The only thing left behind was the cold bed which she no longer occupied.

(She probably knew things would turn out this way.)

Running my hand along the cold surface of the bed, I recalled the final conversation we shared.

—— Flashback ——

Jude’s mother: Jude... I’m sorry.

Jude: What’re ya apologizin’ for? There’s a mountain of people other than ya who gotta apologize.

Father and my older brother drowned in alcohol, and even on death’s door, they didn’t bother even showing their faces.

Jude’s mother: ...I’m sorry, I’m sorry...

Jude: ...N’ like I said, don’t apologize.

Jude’s mother: ...Please...take care of your sister...Jude.

—— End flashback ——

That became the final conversation.

And, after that, my life stumbled even more down to the pits of hell.

to be continued…

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[judesmoonbeauty]

Round1’s Collab Event: OG Story For Gilbert von Obsidian

This is a fan translation, so expect grammatical errors. Not 100% accurate. Cybird owns everything. This story was contributed to me by moots who attended the collab event. This is only attainable for attendees, so I’m very grateful for their kind sharing. They will remain anon for privacy purposes. Please do not repost my translation on other sites. Re-blogs are appreciated. Thank you for your support!

Gilbert: You’re getting better and better. You’ll win the next time you hit the target little rabbit.

MC: It’s all thanks to you for teaching me how so patiently, Gilbert.

MC: ….But, is that okay?

Gilbert: Is what okay?

MC: Even though it was a competition, my opponent did something that let me win.

Gilbert: When I saw how happy you looked little rabbit, I just…

Gilbert threw a dart while looking at me, and it hit the bullseye as if being sucked in.

(Amazing…..)

Gilbert: Look, it’s your turn little rabbit. Now, try setting yourself up like I taught you.

MC: O-okay!

(Gilbert teaches me without even touching me, but it would be a luxury to hope that he’d come closer…..)

Gilbert: Come to think of it, the loser has to listen to whatever the winner says, but have you decided on your request?

MC: No, not yet….

Gilbert: Heehee, I’ll listen to any request you have.

Gilbert: For example, something that Little Rabbit has been thinking about for a while...right?

MC: […..light gasp]

He whispered in my ear as I threw the dart, and it landed in the completely wrong place.

Gilbert: Too bad. Well then, it’s my turn.

(I missed, so if Gilbert hits the center then he wins….)

The dart Gilbert threw hits just slightly above the bullseye.

Gilbert: Sorry, I hate losing.

Gilbert: ……Now, what should I ask of you, Little Rabbit.

Gilbert: “Anything”, isn’t that exciting?

How I had to listen to Gilbert’s request after losing the match, is another story -

Yeah??? Well, please give us that story too!

@sh0jun @theimaginativelyreticent @sapphire-323 @letter-from-afar

[nightghoul381]

Robin Doesn't Know the Evil Hiding in the Shadows ~ Ellis Twilight ~ Epilogue

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

This chapter contains explicit content | NSFW | MDNI

CW: Nipple play, fingering, PIV

Part 1 | Part 2 | Bitter End | Premium End | Epilogue

One day, a few days after the event ended and the ‘Serial Doctor Murders’ case was solved.

(…Ellis seems to be really busy these days.)

Apparently Jude’s trading company, Raven, requires him to work day and night.

Today was no exception and he came to my room in the middle of the night.

I welcome him with a gentle smile and glance down at his profile as he sits relaxing on the bed.

Kate: “…Ellis, don’t push yourself too far.”

Ellis: “Eh?”

Kate: “You seem to be really busy lately. Have you been given any big tasks?”

Ellis: “Ah…Hmm…”

Ellis: “…I signed a new contract with Jude. This is my advance payment.”

Kate: “What?!”

(A new contract with Jude…?)

(Even though Ellis already works harder than the other employees.)

(Even so, he still made another contract with Jude, so it must be really important.)

Kate: “Ellis, what kind of contract did you make?”

Ellis: “…Do you want to know?”

Kate: “Of course! Ellis, if it’s important to you then I want to know too.”

Kate: “Besides… If there’s anything I can do, I’d like to help.”

Ellis: “Thank you. I’m glad you’d try so hard for me.”

He placed a small kiss on my forehead and gave me a mischievous smile.

Ellis: “…I wish you’d think about me more.”

Ellis: “About me, right in front of you.”

He gently cups both of my cheeks in his large hands, and soft kisses rain down on my forehead, nose, corners of my eyes… all over my face.

Kate: “Mmm…. El…lis… Mmmm”

I heard the rustle of clothes as my ribbon came undone and I was gently pushed down—

His hot lips travelled down to my neck.

Kate: “Ah, wait, Ellis…Aren’t you going to tell me about the contract…?”

Ellis: “Mmm… can you guess what it’s about?”

The seductive whisper in my ear, accompanied by a sigh, sent shivers down my spine.

Kate: “Um, well… does it have anything to do with me?”

Ellis: “Yup, that’s right.”

I tried a few questions after that, but got none of them right.

Kate: “I have no idea…”

Ellis: “…Well then, should we ask my body?”

He took my hand, gave it a gentle kiss, and pressed it against his strong chest.

The strong beating of his heart reverberated from my palm to my arm, and I strongly felt Ellis’ presence.

As I was distracted by the pounding of his heart, a shadow suddenly fell—

Kate: “…Mmm.”

My lips were sealed and the next thing I knew, Ellis’ body was completely covering me.

Ellis: “…Kate, your face is bright red. How cute.”

Kate: “I-I can’t think anymore like this.”

(Even though I have no idea what Ellis’ contract is about.)

His twilight-colored eyes staring down at me feverishly captured my thoughts.

Ellis: “I’ll give you a hint. If you have any questions, just ask?”

Kate: “Nnngh….”

My lips were stolen, my tongue sucked firmly, and my lips were entangled and played with.

(That’s not fair…)

The words I was trying to say, along with my thoughts, were all torn apart and thrown into disarray.

Just when I thought I had been released with a quick suck, he latched onto the sensitive tips of my breasts.

Kate: “Aaah…”

While I was being kneaded and sucked, I now found myself at the mercy of the fingers that slowly crept toward my lower abdomen.

Ellis: “Kate… You’re already like this.”

Kate: “D… don’t say that…”

The lewd, wet sounds aroused my shame, and it became even more lewd as Ellis’ fingers played.

Ellis: “I’m sorry��� I just couldn’t resist looking at how cute you were.”

Ellis: “I want you too… Is that okay?”

His smile, thick with the scent of desire, took my breath away.

Kate: “Mmm… Okay.”

Instead of a finger, something thicker and hotter was pressed against me—

It pierced me right through.

Kate: “---ah!”

The sensation of him hit me so hard it was like a dam had burst, and the stimulation that reverberated throughout my body made it hard for me to breathe.

Kate: “Ngh, Ah… E…ll..is…aah”

I felt like I was melting and drowning in the desire that was penetrating the deepest parts of my body, so I clung desperately to Ellis.

Ellis: “Ngh, more… so tight…so… nnngh.”

The intensity accelerated, and I was swept away and engulfed in an overwhelming pleasure –until I burst.

Kate: “Hngh, Aaah--!”

Ellis: “Ngh… Being wrapped up in you, Kate… Feels so good.”

Ellis: “I want more…Lock me in, I’ll give it to you.”

His heavy breathing and dusk-colored eyes were overflowing with heat that he couldn’t control,

It reflects my true self as I melt away, blocking my option to escape.

--I surrendered to the surge of instinct that seemed to last forever,

We fell into a night of passionate desire or each other.

--

The next morning.

Ellis: “Victor’s scones are delicious today too.”

As he licked the cranberry jam from his fingertips, I was reminded of last night and was startled.

But.

(…In the end, I was never told anything about the contract.)

I was about to touch on that topic again this morning,

Ellis seemed to realize what I was thinking and gave me a sweet hug and kiss, evading the question.

(If you’re trying to keep me from worrying, you should know all the more… if this happens.)

I turn my gaze to the newspaper stood like a folding screen across from me.

Kate: “Jude, please tell me.”

Kate: “What is the content of the ‘new contract’ you and Ellis have?”

Jude: “Contract?”

Jude: “…Oh, after Ellis ‘n ya die, I’ll be in charge of that grave.”

Kate: “That grave…?”

Jude set the newspaper down on the table and stared right in my direction.

Jude: “As long as I’m alive.”

Ellis: “Fufu, I’ve been found out. Jude, please stay alive.”

Jude: “Heh… You were just waitin’ for the right opportunity ta kill me ‘til recently, ‘n ya still say that.”

--A contract to ensure that our happy ending will last forever.

That is the highest form of love that Ellis can give me.

In return, Jude apparently ordered him to work even more for Raven.

Kate: “In that case, let me help you fulfill the contract! It concerns both Ellis and I, right?”

Jude: “You ain’t an employee of Raven, are ya? I don’t think I’d hire ya.”

Jude: “But if ya insist, I’ll work ya to the bone as a fairy tale keeper.”

Jude: “… Well then, yer workin’ hard today too. The princess and her prince.”

Jude said it in a mocking way, but Ellis took it with a smile.

Ellis: “…Prince. Kate, Jude sometimes calls you a princess. I’m glad we match.”

Kate: “Jude is being sarcastic when he calls me a princess… Is that okay?”

Ellis: “That’s good… it’s a classic fairy tale ending.”

Ellis: “’And the prince and princess lived happily ever after’”

Kate: “…hehe, that’s true.”

Jude: Ya gonna keep braggin’ in front of me forever?”

Ellis: “Yes.”

And so, our days began again, heading towards that ‘happily ever after.’

Part 1 | Part 2 | Bitter End | Premium End | Epilogue

[the-himawari-otome]

[Piofiore: Episodio 1926] Character Drama CD Vol. 3 Orlok Translation

Track 3: Heute ist die beste Zei.

Summary: Orlok realizes what this growing feeling inside of him means...

Translated by ear so it might not be 100% accurate.

･ﾟ･:,｡★ translation under the cut ★,｡･:･ﾟ

*sfx: door closes*

“Meow”

—Ah. I’m home. So you were awake. I’ll get his food ready. You keep Notte company, alright?

*sfx: walks over*

“Meow, meow”

Here. From today on, this will be your plate. The two of us chose it together.

*sfx: places plate down*

“Meow”

Mm, it looks like he likes it for now. Is the food good?

“Meow, meow, meow”

Hm? Ah, are you saying you want to share your food with us?

“Meow”

Um, Notte. I’m happy, but she and I already ate so don’t worry. Eat up, okay? I also bought some toys, so let’s all play together later.

Hm? What’s wrong?

Eh? Ahh, I guess you’re right. It feels like he’s gotten bigger than when he first arrived. Kittens sure grow fast. I feel like his fur became a bit nicer too. It’s pitch black and beautiful. Plus, I think he’s gotten cuter since the beginning.

Hm? Why are you smiling? I’m a doting parent? Ngh, I don’t think so though…

“Meow… meow”

Ah, Notte climbed on your lap again. He’s been doing that a lot lately, huh? I suppose he likes it?

“Meow”

It looks like he feels good getting pet. It’s a bit unfair. I mean, I…

Eh? Ah—no, you don’t have to pat my head. Ah, it’s not that I don’t want you to… it’s just, I’ll get more and more spoiled…

Ngh, well… just a little then…

Mm, that feels nice. I really love your hands.

It’s because you held my hands—it’s because you didn’t shake off my hands—that I’m here right now. You have no idea how many times these hands which are smaller than mine have saved me.

Ehe, thank you. I’ve had my fill. Now if only Notte would get off your lap, it would be perfect—.

“Meow”

*sfx: licks*

Ah—t-t-that’s not allowed! Ngh…

“Meow”

Notte, no licking her mouth.

“Meow”

Nope, no can do. After all, she’s my girlfriend. I’m the only one allowed to do those things—err, n-no. You should mind too. The mouth isn’t okay, even if it’s Notte. I don’t care if it’s childish. I want to do these things properly.

I-I’m not pouting.

“Meow”

Hm, Notte? *Sigh* he looks kind of sleepy. Even though we were discussing something important. Geez.

“Meow”

Ngh, I got it. I’ll take you to your bed, okay?

*sfx: walks away and comes back*

*Sigh*. Notte’s not fair. I’m always putting in tons of effort to hold back.

Ah, what I’m holding back on is probably different than what you’re thinking.

Huh? Well, that’s… at first, I was just happy holding your hand. My chest felt warm and fuzzy. I thought, ah, I want to protect this person—no, I will protect them. I was satisfied just being able to be by your side. That alone was enough. Even so, when I kissed you for the first time, my chest became all hot. My feelings of love for you grew more and more. I wonder when it started… the feeling that simply kissing you wasn’t enough grew larger. What should I do? What do I want to do? I wasn’t sure.

Before we came to England, back when I was working in Lienz, the shopkeeper did a lot to help us out, right? At that time, I had the opportunity to ask about a-a lot of things. And so… I feel like I came to understand what these feelings of mine meant.

—But how you feel is even more important, so…! I… don’t know how to put this. Up until now, there have been times where I kissed you whenever I wanted, wasn’t there? Even if it troubled you, you didn’t stop me. Because of that, I thought that you would definitely spoil me and forgive me, and I was sure that you… also felt good when you kissed me… since you loved me. So what I want to do now… is… w-what comes after that. If you don’t want to, then we won’t.

*sfx: hugs*

Ah, h-huh? You surprised me by hugging me so suddenly. You’re kind of like Notte.

Ehe, how cute.

Hey, when you’re hugging me like this, I don’t feel as nervous as I did before. However… now, my heart races much more than before.

I want to treasure you. I love you the most in the entire world. That’s why…

That’s why…

*sfx: kiss*

Let’s… do… what comes after kissing.

---

[DO NOT USE OR REPOST MY WORK W/O PERMISSION, THANK YOU]

[firecooking]

Hello. Sorry if someone has already asked before, but how many languages do you speak? I’ve been reading through your TUGS series on AO3 and noticed you write dialogue in English, French, and Hebrew. That and using old 1900s slang… it’s such a neat facet of your works—it provides cultural richness and makes the stories and characters feel much more colorful. But it did get me wondering about the author!

Heyo!

Actually no one has asked me about this before!

I actually only 'fluently' speak English [tho that could be contested with my grammar and spelling habits], altho I'm somewhat capable of conversation in German and can do basic exchanges in Spanish. I've completed most of the duolingo course in Esperanto but my recall on it is rusty, and I've spent time learning Welsh, Canadian French, and Klingon lol

Fun fact about me is I had to teach myself to read and write [educational neglect for students with special education plans is VERY real]. All of the grammar and writing knowledge I have is from books I've read and my German classes in high school.

Most of the languages I use in my fics are very carefully translated! I think any successful internet user who wants to interact with non English speaking areas should be able to read up and learn the translation rules for any language you wish to 'speak' with. It makes it very easy to open a translation dictionary and then get the result you want! Other languages don't work like English you have to learn how to get it done.

That even goes for other ways we used to speak English! We used to speak almost a completely different language mechanically 100 years ago. It is a very careful balance of writing accurate dialogue in the fics where you both use the English lexicon of the time period, get the voice of the character across, try not to have the characters say anything out right offensive [altho that's a touchy subject, words I find offensive may not be for others or others might be offended by what I deem safe to write, its a very careful balance], and omitting words that meanings have changed significantly [like awesome was a very common 1920s word, but you can't exactly have Captain Zero saying that, it'd sound wrong to 2020's ears]

I take my historical research very seriously! I am now very disabled and kinda a loser; so I'm home bound and bored a lot of the time. Things like my fic and art are pretty much my full time time occupier, so I absolutely love spending time getting nit pikcey and specific!

I'm so glad you are enjoying my work! I hope that going forwards I can continue to excite and provide good fic, lord knows the TUGS fandom needs it. Feel free to drop a line any time! I love answering questions about my AU and TUGS stuff in general! Hell ask me questions if you need help with your own stuff haha

[queen-dahlia]

𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭'𝐬 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐀𝐩𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐜 𝐏𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

🔞🔞🔞

👅🌮💦, iykyk

if only they made the story longer...

Note: Translation is not 100% accurate. Expect grammatical errors.

// : alternate translation

I was walking with Gilbert through the streets of Obsidian,

I found a drink labeled "A magic spell that deepens love," which may or may not be true.

I had bought it in a small bottle as a joke,

I had no idea that it would later cause such a situation.

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Gilbert: "You look lascivious... This drug works so well."   //   "What a lewd face... This medicine works so well."

(I didn't know...)

(... I can't believe that... it was an aphrodisiac...)

On the bed, I repeatedly take deep breaths to calm my flushed body.

Gilbert seemed to know the contents of the vial from the beginning, sitting beside me and smiling refreshingly.

(I took it honestly because he told me to drink it, but if I had known, I would have wanted him to stop!)

There's no way a great villain has such conscientious consideration, and even if I glare at him, he'll dodge it with a smile.

Gilbert: "Hey, what do you want me to do now? You're in pain, and I want to help you."

(... You're having fun.)

Gilbert: "... Hehe, you look like you're trying to say something?"

Gilbert reaches out to me and gently unbuttons my dress.

I was wearing the clothes that Gilbert had tailored for me today, but they were easily pulled down to my waist.

Emma: "No, don't... please."

Gilbert: "Why?"

Emma: "Really... Now is not a good time."

(I can't believe that a light touch is all it takes to make me say "this.")

The hot tingling in the depths of my body causes even the slightest movement to cause me to let out a lusty sigh.

I backed away to keep as much distance as possible, but a cold hand held me by the shoulder.

Gilbert: "Do you want me to... touch you here?"

Emma:  "Aaah..."

Just a light kiss on my ear makes my body jump exaggeratedly.

Gilbert: "Or is it this way?"

This time, my neck is pecked, and my waist moves on its own.

(It's like it's not my body...)

(…… What is this "spell to deepen love"…)

I just want to cry because I am just being disgraceful in front of the person I love.

Still, there was no sign that Gilbert would stop,

A hand came down to lift up the hem of my dress and stroke the place where the heat was building up.

(一… Uhm.)

Just by doing so, something overflows from deep inside my body, and the heat spills out.

Tears welled up at the sensation of wetting his cold hand.

Gilbert: "Ahaha, I only touched you a little bit, but you made such a mess."

Emma: "That's why I said 'no'…"

Gilbert: "Yeah, embarrassing, huh?"

(I don't want it anymore...!)

(... I don't want Gilbert to see me in such an embarrassing way...)

I was not allowed to run away or hide, so I covered my face with my hands.

Gilbert: "Oh, are you crying?"

Emma: ". . . . . ."

Gilbert: "Do you want me to stop?"

When I desperately nodded, Gilbert took a small breath.

Gilbert: "Then I'll stop."

(Huh...)

Gilbert quickly releases me and reaches for the book on the side table.

He opened the book as if nothing had happened, and then silence fell.

(… Good… but weird.)

(I wonder if it's my imagination that he looks somewhat grumpy...)   //   (Is it my imagination that he seems to be in a bad mood somehow...)

I hurriedly put my dress back on, but just the rubbing of my clothes makes my body tingle, and I make strange noises.

(And… For now, I'll just go back to my room. Then I'll just be quiet until the drug wears off.)

Emma: "… Good night, Gilbert."

I slipped out of bed as though I was running away and headed for the door of his room一

Emma: "Um..."

Gilbert: "Hm?"

Emma: "Why is there a lock on the inside of your room?"

Gilbert: "I wonder why."

(When did I get locked in!?)   //   (I've been trapped before I knew it!?)

I turned around and saw Gilbert closing the book and smiling at me.

Gilbert: "Ahaha, I'm sorry, Little Bunny. Did you mean to run away from me?"

Gilbert: "I was so hurt that you took a love potion and ran away from me. …It hurts."

Emma: ". . . . ." 

Gilbert: "The drug's gonna last a while, okay? But you can't even go back to your room."

Gilbert: "You'll be writhing in front of me all night. What's so embarrassing about that?"

Gilbert: "Hehe, you will feel so much better once you get comfortable."

(Yes... maybe.)

The vicious fever that is raging inside my body is not subsiding, but rather consuming me even more.

I can't even move around because I feel like I would stain the floor just by walking.

(I was so embarrassed, I didn't want to show Gilbert how I was acting, so I ran away...)

(Hurry… I want to be released.)

Emma: "Gilbert…"

Gilbert: "No, it's punishment."

Emma: "Punishment?"

Gilbert: "If you want to feel good, you have something to say to me, don't you?"   //   "If you want to feel better, do you have something to say to me?"

Emma: "… I-I'm sorry?"

I was going to apologize for trying to escape, but Gilbert shook his head.

Gilbert: "No, I don't want you to apologize."

Gilbert: "Do you think the words I want to hear from your mouth are such clichés?"

(Then what is it?)

Gilbert: "Little Bunny, with your body like that, why didn't you want to do it?"

Emma: "The person I am now... isn't something I'd like anyone to see..."

Emma: "… I didn't want to disappoint you."

Gilbert: "Heh, do you think I'm going to be appalled by you for that?"

Gilbert: "Hmm, you're an idiot."

(Oh, I see...)

(That's why Gilbert got so grumpy when I refused him.)

I shake my head and return to his bed, despite the stimulation of my clothes.

Emma: "… If you can be appalled by something like this, I wouldn't be here."   //   "… If something like this is going to make you stunned, then I wouldn’t be here."

Gilbert: ". . . . . ."

(Gilbert's love is not such a half-hearted thing.)

(No matter how disgraceful I am, there's no way the great villain will let me escape...)

This time I took off my dress and dropped it on the floor.

Emma: "Help me... please."

Gilbert: "Hmm, that's correct."

Gilbert, who has dismissed the book, taps the bed sheet.

I sat down on the spot and was pushed down by a light push on my shoulder.

Gilbert: "I'm sure that the little rabbit won't be satisfied with a half-hearted touch today, will you?"

Emma: "No, no... Even the slightest touch is enough to make my body go crazy一"

Gilbert: "I see. Then I'll have to be even gentler with you."

Saying "gently," Gilbert lifted my leg without mercy.

I had a bad premonition, and the next moment, I felt his breath in the center of the endless overflowing of heat.

(No way, that spot...!)

Gilbert: "You can make a lot of mess, okay? I'll help you."

Emma: "Wait一... Ahhh."

The bite on the tender spot makes my whole body bounce.   //   The bite on that ripe spot makes my whole body jump.

The stimulation was so strong that it blew away my words and thoughts, leaving me with nothing but pleasure and a sense of weariness.

While I breathe roughly and repeatedly, I am bitten and nipped again.

The never-ending torment seemed to drive me insane.

(You said… you’d be gentle!)

Emma: "I don't want to... I can't一"

Gilbert: "It's okay, Emma."

Wiping his lustrous, wet lips, Gilbert peers into my face and covers my mouth.

When he violated not only my lower abdomen but also my mouth, I could not stop crying from the excessive pleasure.

Gilbert: "You're pretty no matter what you look like, so don't hold back."

Gilbert: "... Otherwise, I'm going to have to punish you again."

(I'm scared, but...)

I reach out to him with an earnest gaze and hold his head in my arms.

I asked for a kiss that would make me crazy, and Gilbert responded.

(You really... make a face that says you love me一)

As we kiss deeply and repeatedly, his body moves forcibly on top of mine, and I let go of my reasoning.   //   As we kiss deeply and repeatedly, his body is forcefully laid on top of me, and I let go of my reasoning.

I was so disturbed that I don't want to think back on it, but Gilbert was still the same, full of love一 

[midoribobatea]

Lato's Birthday 2023 - Lato's card

Part 1 & Part 2

(Not 100% accurate translation ,So sorry in advance for any mistranslation and any missgramer)

Under The Moonlight - part 1:

*Notice before reading the Butler Story: This story contains some spoilers for Main story - EP 3

We recommend reading this after reading the main story EP 3.

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.........

- A few days before Lato's birthday -

With Lato's birthday coming up soon...I was thinking about what present to buy for him.

So... I thought I'd talk to Flure and Miyaji about it, and when I called out to them...

For some reason, we all ended up gathering in the wine cellar in the basement floor of the mansion.

Miyaji: I'm sorry, master. I made you come all the way to a place like this.

Choices:

<Why here?>

Flure: Umm...well... because Lato has good hearing...

Flure: We were worried that our conversation might be overheard if we were somewhere else..so we ended up here.

Miyaji: Sounds,voices are usually hardly echo in the wine cellar...so there's no need to worry about Lato hearing us.

Choices:

<I see>

Miyaji: Then...about the birthday present for Lato.

Miyaji: Actually, me and Flure too have been talking about it for a while now.

Miyaji: But we can't seem to decide... If it's alright, I'd like to think it over together with you master...

Choices:

<Thank you>

<Of course, Please>

Miyaji: Great. if the three of us discuss it together I'm sure we'll come up with a good idea.

Choices:

<Right>

Flure: Hmm, a present... I guess it would be safe to give Lato something he likes.

Miyaji: Speaking of things that Lato likes...

Choices:

<Like parsley>

Flure: That's right. parsley is Lato's favorite food.

Flure: But... it doesn't really feel like a birthday present...

Miyaji: In that case... how about a handmade picture book or an original song...?

Miyaji: Lato also likes reading picture books and listening to music.

Choices:

<I see, That sounds good>

Flure: That's right... That feels more like a birthday present.

Flure: Alright! Let's give Lato one of those two...!

Lato: What are you doing in a place like this?

Choices:

<!?>

Flure: L-Lato?! Why are you?

Lato: When I returned to our room, Flure and Professor Miyaji were not there, so I came to look for you.

Flure: S-so that's what happened...

Lato: Hello, master.

Choices:

<H-hello Lato>

Lato: By the way.... What were you three talking about?

Choices:

<Well...>

Miyaji: That's...

Flure: Umm... well...

Lato: Hm?

Flure: M-master...!

Flure: Master asked what wines we would recommend...so we were just showing a few.

Flure: Isn't that right, master?

Choices:

<Y-Yeah>

Lato: Hmm... Then show me too.

Flure: Wha...?!

Lato: Master... What kind of wine are you interested in?

Lato: I don't know much about alcohol, but I'd be interested in the wine you choose.

Choices:

<U-umm...>

Lato: .......

Lato: Haha... just kidding.

Lato: after all it was just a lie that you were looking for wine, right?

Choices:

<Huh...?>

Miyaji: So after all.. you noticed.

Lato: Yes.

Lato: You were actually talking about my birthday present, didn't you?

Flure: D-did you hear that?

Lato: Yes. When I returned to our room, I faintly heard master's voice.

Lato: I followed the voice..and ended up here at the wine cellar.

Miyaji: So that's what happened... By the way, from which part did you hear us?

Lato: Since the parsley talking part.

Miyaji: Almost everything... As expected of Lato.

Flure: Seriously...you really do have good ears.

Lato: Haha... I am especially sensitive to master's voice.

Choices:

<I-Is that so...>

Lato: I felt like it would be better to pretend I didn't hear in this situation...

Lato: But there was something I really wanted for my birthday, so I ended up calling out to you.

Miyaji: Something you want? What is it?

Lato: A parsley cake.

Choices:

<P-Parsley cake?>

Lato: Yes, this is the cake that appeared in a picture book I read a long time ago.

Choices:

<(There's a picture book like that...)>

Lato: It looked like a very interesting dish, so it made a lasting impression on me.

Flure: Umm... Is there really such a picture book?

Miyaji: Come to think of it... I think I made a picture book like that for Lato a long time ago...

Flure: Huh? Professor Miyaji did...?

Lato: Yes. It was a handmade picture book that professor Miyaji made for me.

Choices:

<So you can make picture books, Miyaji>

Miyaji: Well, even if I call it a picture book... I didn't really make anything that impressive or anything like that.

Miyaji: I wondered at that time if there was something I can make that could interest Lato even just a little...

Miyaji: I made this a long time ago when I was still researching.

Miyaji: I do remember the picture book depicted a sponge cake mixed with parsley...

Miyaji: I think it was a cake served with parsley cream...

Lato: It was also topped with finely chopped parsley.

Flure: T-that's sounds...

Choices:

<Like a parsley cake..>

Miyaji: Hmm..

Miyaji: It's a special day for you, Lato. Then, If that's what you want, I'd like to make it come true.

Lato: And if I can ask one more thing...

Lato: If you don't mind, I'd like to make that cake together with you...master.

Choices:

<With me?>

Lato: We can't?

Choices:

<It's not that, but..>

<No, I was just a little surprised>

Miyaji: Master, I'm not sure if it's even appropriate for a butler to ask you to do something like this, but...

Miyaji: Could you please help bake this cake with Lato?

Choices:

<Let's bake it together Lato!>

<Sure!>

Lato: Thank you master.

Flure: Good for you, Lato.

Lato: Haha..Once it's ready, I'll let Flure try it too.

Flure: Huh? Y-yeah...Thanks..

Flure: Ah, but…Do you know how to bake a cake?

Lato: No, I have no idea.

Flure: Y-you wanted to make it without even know how to bake?

Miyaji: Don't worry about that, I'll find out how to make it before the day comes.

Miyaji: Master, you can rest assured too.

Choices:

<If Miyaji says so>

<Thank you Miyaji>

Lato: Haha..I'm looking forward to it, master.

Choices:

<Yeah>

- A few days later -

Then, on Lato's birthday in the afternoon...

Miyaji gave us a note written with the recipe... After gathering all the ingredients for the cake, me and Lato went to the kitchen.

Meanwhile Miyaji and Flure prepared for the party in the basement butlers room.

Lato: Speaking of which, this recipe note we received from Professor Miyaji...

Lato: Apparently he asked Lono to help him with it.

Choices:

<So Lono also helped out>

Lato: Yes. Both Lono and Professor Miyaji did it for me...they are very kind.

Choices:

<Okay, Shall we start baking?>

Lato: Yes, let's bake it.

Then we started cooking while looking at the recipe notes.

During the baking process...Lato broke some plates and spilled some ingredients...

It wasn't a smooth process,but...

I followed along as best as I could too... Somehow, Lato and I were able to make the cake according to the recipe.

- After a while -

Lato: Master, the cake dough is ready.

Choices:

<Next, we need to apply the cream>

Lato: Understood.

We spread fresh cream mixed with parsley on the baked dough.

Finally, We sprinkled chopped parsley on the top and the special cake is complete.

Lato: Haha... It looks just like in the picture book.

Lato: Thanks to master's help... I have finally completed my long-awaited parsley cake.

Lato: I could never have made such a wonderful cake by myself.

Lato: Thank you for granting my wish, master.

Choices:

<Today is Lato's birthday after all>

< I'm glad it made you happy>

Lato: Haha... I feel like eating it right now.

Lato: But Professor Miyaji and Flure are preparing the party, so... I'll just have to be patient.

Choices:

<Right>

Lato: Now... before we bring the cake...

Lato: After I change into the costume Flure has prepared. Let's return to the butler's room in the basement...

Under The Moonlight - part 2:

- After a while -

Lato: Sorry to keep you waiting.

Lato: What do you think about this costume?

Choices:

<It suits you>

<So cool>

Lato: Hehe.. Thank you.

Lato: It's a costume that Flure made for me. It's very beautiful, I really love it.

Lato: Now that I'm all dressed… let’s bring the cake.

[Devil's Palace basement hallway]

Knock Knock…

Lato: Is it okay to come in now?

Miyaji: Yes. It's okay now.

Lato: It looks like we can come in. Shall we go?

Choices:

<Yeah>

Clunk...

Miyaji: Welcome to the birthday party venue. Lato and master.

Miyaji: We've just finished preparing it.

Flure: Oh! You've changed into your costume, Lato.

Lato: That's right. How is it?

Flure: Didn't I already told you though when you first tried it on?

Lato: I would like to hear it again.

Flure: Wasn't it enough? It suits you very well.

Lato: Haha... I was complimented by master too just before.

Lato: Thank you Flure, for this beautiful costume.

Flure: You're welcome hehe.

Flure: I'm glad you liked it.

Miyaji: Haha..So Lato, did you enjoy making the cake?

Lato: Yes. It was fun to cook with master.

Lato: Take a look. We made a parsley cake that looks just like the one in the picture book.

Flure: I kind of imagined what it would look like but... W-woah What a strong color.

Flure: This... is not matcha, it's parsley, right?

Lato: Yes, there was a lot of slicing, chopping and mixing involved.

Flure: W-Wow...

Miyaji: Did any of you two got injured anywhere?

Lato: Yes. We are alright thanks to master's support.

Miyaji: Then that's good.

Miyaji: Thank you, master. For all of your help and doing it for Lato.

Choices:

<It was fun cooking with Lato>

Miyaji: Haha..If that's the case I'm glad.

Miyaji: Now then, Lato. I would like you to receive this present from us.

Miyaji said as he placed a lot of dishes on the table.

Lato: this is...

Choices:

<Since when did you prepare it?>

Miyaji: Actually, I was cooking in the kitchen early this morning.

Miyaji: After hearing that Lato is going to make a cake with master.

Miyaji: I wanted to prepare something too for Lato.

Miyaji: I used parsley while preparing the dishes so that Lato could eat it.

Miyaji: By the way, this fried chicken has parsley mixed into the batter...while this is a potage that uses plenty of parsley...

Miyaji: I was able to make it thanks to Lono's help in tasting it, so I'm sure it's delicious.

Choices:

<Amazing!>

Lato: Professor Miyaji, Thank you.

Flure: Well then, it's my turn next.

Flure: Here. This present is from me.

Lato: Oh. this is quite a beautiful box.

Lato: Thank you, Flure. I'll treasure this box.

Flure: ...No, the box is just a container. The gift is what's inside the box.

Flure: Try opening it quickly.

Lato: Inside it? Alright...

When Lato opened the box, he found beautiful forks and spoons inside.

Lato: This is…?

Flure: It's a cutlery set.

Flure: Use it to eat a variety of dishes other than just parsley.

Flure: If you keep being picky about what you like and dislike, you'll end up damaging your health.

Lato: Flure..You were worried about my health...

Lato: Hehe... Thank you so much, I'll treasure it.

Flure: Yeah...

Miyaji: Now that we have given you the presents...

Miyaji: Shall we start the birthday party?

Lato: Yes. So, first of all...

Lato: ..should I start with this cake using the cutlery that Flure gave me.?

Flure: Are you going to start with the cake first?!

Lato: Yes, is it a problem?

Flure: Well..it's Lato's birthday after all... I guess it's best to let him eat what he likes.

Lato: Well, I'll try it.

Lato: Hm.... *munch munch*.

Choices:

<Is it delicious?>

Lato: Yes, it tastes like parsley and it's very delicious.

Choices:

<I'm glad>

Then Lato cut a small piece from the cake... and picked it with the fork, and held it out in front of me.

Choices:

<Huh?>

Lato: Here master try it too.

Flure: Wait-- Lato! What do you think you're doing to master?

Lato: It was so delicious... I really wanted master to try it too...

Lato: Now.... Open your mouth, master.

Miyaji: La..Lato...I understand how you feel, but if you suddenly do something like that, it will cause a problem for the master too.

Lato: Oh... Is there something wrong?

Lato: Professor Miyaji once told us that "the more good things we share, the happier everyone will be."

Miyaji: That's, well... I did said that sometime long ago...

Lato: That's why... I want to share the deliciousness of the cake with the master too.

Lato: Master... Is it bad...?

Choices:

<I-If it's only just one bite...>

Lato: Thank you. Then, Here you go..

Although I was a little hesitant, I took a bite of the piece of cake that Lato offered me.

Lato: Hehe... Master, is it delicious?

Choices:

<M..Mm-hmm>

<I-it's delicious>

Lato: That's good.

Maybe it was because I was nervous... but to be honest, I couldn't really tell the taste of the cake...

But seeing the happy look on Lato's face... made me feel happy too.

- Tonight -

After Lato's birthday party was over... I was relaxing in my room.

While peeking outside the window for a moment, I noticed the beautiful full moon in the sky.

Knock Knock…

Choices:

<Come in>

Clunk...

Lato: Greetings, master

Choices:

<Lato, did something happened?>

Lato: I'd like to have a little chat with you, master.

Lato: If you'd like... would you like to go for a walk outside with me?

Choices:

<Outside?>

My eyes instinctively turn through the window to the moon rising outside.

Lato: It's alright, master. Now I no longer feel pain when I see the full moon.

Choices:

<Are you really okay…?>

Lato: It's really okay. I'm not forcing myself.

Lato: Would you like to come with me?

Choices:

<Okay>

Lato: Haha..Thank you, master.

Step... step...

Lato and I walkd together under the moonlight.

Lato looked at the full moon rising in the sky... rather than looking distressed, he was smiling with joy.

Lato: Being able to take a walk like this with master on a full moon night...

Lato: I couldn't even imagine it just a short time ago.

Choices:

<I'm happy too>

Lato: Haha...

Lato: ......It really feels like a dream.

Lato: Until recently, full moon nights were nothing but painful for me.

Lato: I was suddenly overcome by an inexplicable anxiety and fear, and I lost my composure, breaking things in the room.

Lato: There were times when I harmed Professor Miyaji and others.

Lato: This has always...always...

Lato: This has always happened for over 200 years.

Lato: But everything changed...ever since I met you master.

Lato: The full moon that was once such a painful experience

Lato: Is now just feels so beautiful.

Lato: This is all thanks to meeting you, master.

Choices:

<Lato...>

Then Lato stopped and looked straight in my eyes.

Then he smiled and removed the gloves he was wearing...

Lato: Master... can I hold your hand for just a little while...?

Choices:

<What?>

I was a little confused, but... I reached out my hand towards Lato's outstretched hand.

His cold hand gently held mine.

Lato: Warm…

Lato: I can feel master's life force.

Choices:

<U-umm>

Then Lato pulled my hand towards him and pressed the back of my hand against his cheek.

Choices:

<Lato...!?>

Lato: Shhh. quiet.

Lato: You don't want the other butlers to notice us, right?

Choices:

<S-sorry...>

<B-but...>

Lato: Haha...

Lato: Right now...I am very happy.

Lato: Being next to master.... being able to see master's smile....

Lato: I feel happy to be alive, more than I've ever felt before.

Lato: This...is what called love, right?

Choices:

<T-That...>

<.........>

Lato: Just being able to feel master's warmth like this... makes me feel at ease.

Lato: You, master... have become an indispensable part of my life.

Choices:

<Lato...>

Lato: That's why, master.

Lato: Please don't ever disappear from me...

Lato: Can you promise me that?...

Choices:

<Of course...>

<I'm not going anywhere>

Lato: Haha, thank you.

Lato: Then, me too... I promise not to leave your side.

Lato: We will always be together...forever.

Choices:

<Yes...>

Lato: You are the first person I have ever felt such love and desire to cherish.

Lato: I'm not much interested in my own life but if...

Lato: Next year's birthday too... Two years from now, and ten years from now...

Lato: I could spend those times forever together with you like this, master...

Lato: Looking forward to that... I want to live.

Saying this, he gently squeezed my hand again.

Hearing those words... I squeezed his hand tightly back.

Choices:

<We will celebrate every year>

Lato: Master...

Lato: Yes... that's a promise...

Lato: Because I believe in master...

I felt Lato's cold hands gradually warming up.

Through the warmth of his hands, I could really feel Lato's life force.

- End -

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

[JP] Galileo Galilei: Destiny in Motion

This post contains a detailed spoiler.

Not 100% accurate. I didn't proofread this one, so there may be grammatical errors.

Translation under the cut.

(Mitsuki's POV)

Fate moves just as time follows the present.

Like me and someone else I have yet to see.

My blurred vision gradually became clear.

(Huh? Where am I?)

I suddenly found myself standing in a dark hallway.

(This is the hallway I passed through when I time slipped from Louvre. How did I end up in this place?)

I probably fell asleep.

I was looking around, thinking that I might be dreaming when一

???: "Come. Come here. Take my hand."

(Who is it?)

A husky voice I'd never heard before reached my ears.

Strangely lured by it, I walked forward and saw a bleak-looking prison cell.

???: "Why did this happen?"

(There's someone inside the prison cell.)

???: "Why do you only believe what others tell you and not check it out yourself? Why don't you try to see it with your own eyes?"

???: "Why do people refuse to face the truth?"

He said it in a quiet voice, but it sounded as if he was trying to squeeze out some unwanted emotion.

Then the sound of footsteps approached, and a dignified old priest-like man arrived.

Priest: "A heretical scholar who denies God's teachings一wait, no, a filthy heretical monster."

???: "Don't tell me that's why I'm一"

Priest: "There should be no such thing as a sinful monster. May you burn in the fires of God."

The old man glanced one last time at the speechless man and left.

???: "I hate them. I hate all of them."

???: "It's all because of this blood."

???: "Ah, but this is how hatred is created and how this world gets distorted."

(What am I seeing?)

I don't know if it's just a dream or if it really happened, but一

(I can feel this person's emotions so painfully.)

A heart-wrenching lamentation, and yet his wistful eyes were as beautiful as purple crystals.

Mitsuki: "-----!"

I opened my eyes and saw the familiar canopy of my bed.

I looked outside the window to see that it was morning and knew I was just dreaming.

(That was a weird dream. I followed the voice and ended up in a place I didn't know.)

(Someone was angry一no, someone was sad.)

I tried to remember, but the memory of the dream faded away.

That evening一

I came to the city's university to deliver a Blanc to Isaac, who has recently been working late.

(I don't come here often, so it's refreshing. It reminds me of my school days.)

I felt nostalgic despite being in a different country and time.

I decided to walk around the school building, when suddenly...

(Hm? What's that?)

Something caught my eye, so I entered the classroom.

On a table positioned near an open window, an old-fashioned telescope stood on a pedestal, pointing up at the sky.

(Did someone use it in a lecture? Maybe I should tell Isaac if they forgot to put it away.)

Even as I thought about this, I couldn't help but become curious.

(Sorry, but only for just a little bit.)

As I looked into the lens, the moon appeared in front of me, floating faintly in the evening sky.

Mitsuki: "Wow, cool."

???: "What are you doing here?"

Mitsuki: "I-I'm sorry!"

I looked up in a panic, hearing a sharp voice.

(Eyes like purple crystals...)

I was drawn into his beautiful eyes as our gazes met, and at the same time, I felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

(I think I've seen his eyes somewhere.)

Man with purple eyes: "You don't look like a student."

Mitsuki: "Oh, I'm sorry! I was visiting the university on an errand, but I saw this and got curio一"

Man with purple eyes: "You're in the way. If you’re an outsider, leave."

He cut off my words sharply.

(Right, I shouldn't have entered the classroom without permission.)

Feeling sorry, I bowed my head and stepped toward the classroom door, but the sensation I had felt earlier bothered me, so I looked back at the man.

(Why do his eyes look so familiar?)

At that moment, a shooting star appeared in the sky.

Mitsuki: "A shooting star!"

Man with purple eyes: "-----!"

The man's eyes widened slightly, hearing my sudden outburst, and he looked up at the sky through the window.

Mitsuki: "Oh, there's that cloud over there again."

As I approached the window, the man also turned his gaze in the direction I pointed.

We both looked up and watched the sky. Then, I heard mumbling from next to me.

Man with purple eyes: "Beautiful. Even in this day and age, I still find myself looking up at the stars."

("This day and age?")

I looked at him, suddenly curious about his words.

(Huh?)

His mood and facial expression softened slightly as his eyes, searching for stars, gazed intently at the sky.

(I wonder if he likes the stars.)

But when he noticed my gaze, he became cold again.

Man with purple eyes: "You still need something?"

Mitsuki: "N-No."

(I know, I was being rude by staring at his face.)

Even as I thought this, my chest thumped, and my cheeks grew hot.

Mitsuki: "Um, were you waiting for the shooting star?"

Man with purple eyes: "Yeah."

Man with purple eyes: "If my observations are correct, I can see a meteor shower this time of the year."

Man with purple eyes: "I was going to wait and watch the moon, but I'm lucky to see it at dusk."

The man answered my question as he gazed toward the sky again.

Though, it was more like a monologue than a conversation.

Mitsuki: "I haven't seen a shooting star in a long time, not since the meteor shower in 20XX."

Man with purple eyes: "20XX?"

Mitsuki: "Oops, I misspoke."

Man with purple eyes: ".............."

When our eyes met, that strange feeling came back again.

(I think I know this person after all. His voice also sounds familiar.)

Mitsuki: "Um, have we met somewhere before?"

I asked boldly, and the man raised his eyebrow.

Man with purple eyes: "No. If you want someone to talk to, find someone else."

Mitsuki: "That's not what I meant. I just had a feeling."

(Good job on saying such stupid things, Mitsuki.)

I looked down, feeling embarrassed, as the man let out a sigh.

Man with purple eyes: "I'm not denying your statement without any basis."

Man with purple eyes: "I'm an astronomer. I'm temporarily working at this university while I'm traveling."

Man with purple eyes: "I've only arrived recently in this city, so I’ve never met you before."

He explained his story like he was proving a theory.

(Then I guess we can't have met.)

Mitsuki: "Have you traveled that long already?"

Man with purple eyes: "Yeah."

Man with purple eyes: "It's a long journey, like the stars in the sky."

Despite his words, the man lowered his gaze slightly, and his eyes, which previously reflected the sky, faded behind his delicate eyelashes.

(His eyes have a faraway look in them.)

His wistful eyes were as if they were on a never-ending journey.

(Huh?)

The image of the distressed man in the dark prison cell passed through my mind for a moment.

(Was that the dream I had last night?)

(But why did I suddenly remember it?)

I felt confused by the scene that suddenly came back to me.

I was speechless, and before I knew it, the man was staring at me.

Man with purple eyes: "............"

Mitsuki: "U-Um..."

Man with purple eyes: "What's that sweet smell you have?"

He took a step closer to me, his purple eyes captivating me so much that I almost forgot how to breathe.

*Bell chimes*

Man with purple eyes: "-----!"

The sound of the college bell rang out, and we took a small gasp.

Man with purple eyes: "It's late. You should go home."

Mitsuki: "Okay. I'm sorry for bothering you. Excuse me."

I hurriedly back away from him and turn on my heel.

(For a moment, I thought he was going to bite me.)

I have no idea why I felt that way.

I don't understand the strange déjà vu, the dream, or this pounding in my chest.

(But一)

Before leaving the classroom, I turned around one last time.

Mitsuki: "Um, my name is Mitsuki. What's yours?"

Man with purple eyes: "............"

(I don't really know why, but I want to know about this person.)

Holding only this thought, I stared straight into his clear purple eyes.

For the first time, he showed me a look of hesitation.

Man with purple eyes: "Galileo."

Mitsuki: "Eh?"

Galileo: "The same name as the astronomer condemned for seeking the truth."

His wistful eyes looked like the eyes I had seen in my dream, or so I thought.

After Mitsuki left the classroom, Galileo muttered to himself.

Galileo: "Why did I foolishly and honestly give my name when I could've used a false name?"

However, there could be no "Galileo Galilei" here in 19th-century Paris.

He reconsidered the fact that he just happened to have the same name as Galileo Galilei and thought that the girl would think so, too.

Then he remembered Mitsuki's eyes on him.

Galileo: "Those eyes look like they are earnestly seeking the truth."

Unable to resist her unexpected sincerity, he uttered his true name.

At the same time, it was also true that he felt an inexpressible urge to smell Mitsuki's scent, even if it was only a little.

Galileo: "She was a strange girl, the things she said and did, and that scent. If we ever meet again一No, let's not. As long as I continue this journey, I will never see her again."

That's right, as long as the divided destinies do not intersect again.

Muttering this to himself, Galileo put the lid on the telescope lens.

(Mitsuki's POV)

I was lost in a dream again tonight.

------------Flashback------------

???: "Come. Come and take my hand."

---------Flashback Ends---------

(Is that voice really Galileo?)

The sad man I saw in my dream, the cold man I met in reality, and now the voice inviting me一

(What kind of person are you really?)

As time chases the present like the stars in the sky, my destiny and his begin to intertwine.

-> Francis Drake's Story

[goofysimpleton]

Keith Howell

Main Route Chapter 10

~This translation is not 100% accurate. Just here for you fellow impatient friends.

N=Narration

⬛️=whenever the next text showed up

I have the characters address Belle as MC for main character

Italics for flashback scenes

Choices are bold. The 4+/4+ is blue.

Scene 1

N: The day after Sonia’s party…

Keith: “Regarding refugee protection, which I spoke about earlier, it looks like some of them will be accepted into Vis’ territory.” ⬛️ “He also said he wanted medicinal herbs for the development of new medicines, so as soon as I received the application form, he said, ‘Tell me.’”

N: Keith gave instructions to Liam who was sitting across from him while being shaken by the carriage. ⬛️ he single-mindedly read through the pile of documents.

Keith: “Also, it seems that the embezzlement of taxes in the Southern Earldom has been resolved.” ⬛️ "However, for him, he was very good at listening. Just to be sure, please continue to monitor him. Then..."

Liam: “…”

N: Unable to endure Liam's piercing gaze, Keith smiled wryly.

Keith: “You're still thinking about last night." ⬛️ "Thanks to him, it was good to know that MC was in the court as 'Bell'." ⬛️ "It would have taken me longer to pull that information out." ⬛️ "...But the death of the king honestly surprised me."

Liam: “Are you going to do anything?”

Keith: “No way. It has nothing to do with why we're here." ⬛️ "I know that the information I obtained could also be used as a weapon to put Rhodolite in a predicament.” ⬛️ "But I don't want to be in a country where people's deaths are used as a bargaining chip." ⬛️ “…”

N: A shadow falls on his face for a moment, but soon he smiles again.

Keith: “For the time being, I’m glad that the rumors going around in Jade have nothing to do with MC.” ⬛️ “Ah. So we don't need to get involved with her any more?" ⬛️ “Liam. Thank you for your help last night." ⬛️ "And I'm sorry I made you do this all the time." ⬛️ “Don’t worry about me. My physical condition is as usual, to the extent that I am shocked.”

N: Keith looked out the window as he spoke so quickly that he didn't even give Liam a chance to talk.

Keith: “No matter who I hurt, I’m used to it.”

N: He says it’s nothing. ⬛️ However, only the last words sound like they are telling themselves strongly... ⬛️ His eyes peeking out from his heavy bangs had the danger of collapsing at some point. ⬛️ The shop where Sonia's party was being held deep inside the floor…

~~~

N: Keith and MC, who were chatting on the balcony, sat side by side on a sofa in a room.

Bad Keith: “MC.”

MC: “…hm?”

N: After noticing that my name was called, I slowly looked up. ⬛️ MC’s expression was so different from what she had on the balcony, she was euphoric and empty.

Bad Keith: “Say your name.”

MC: “…MC.”

Bad Keith: “What is my name?”

MC: “…Keith?”

N: Instead of his usual politeness, a bit of abusive words were said. ⬛️ Keith squinted as if he had found a new toy...

Bad Keith: “Well then…”

Scene 2

MC: “Uh….”

N: He stroked the rim of my ear with his fingertips and tickled the bottom of my chin. ⬛️ My sensitive body trembles a little and I catch my breath. ⬛️ My eyes were more watery than before.

Bad Keith: “How did it feel?”

CHOICES:

…It felt good

•••••• It tickled

・・・It was embarrassing

MC: “…It felt good.”

Bad Keith: “You’re an obedient and cute girl. I want to try many other things."

N: He picked up a glass by his side and looked at the pale pink liquor that remained at the bottom.

Bad Keith: “It's pretty good considering it's made with only plants."

MC: “…”

N: He lightly shakes the glass in front of me, who shows no reaction.

Keith: "This is alcohol, but it's not alcohol."

MC: “…”

N: I tilt my head not knowing what he means. ⬛️ Placing the glass on the table, he grabbed my wrists with one hand and threw me onto the sofa. ⬛️ It's like a small animal attacked by a beast, with its body completely hidden behind its large body.

Bad Keith: “A drug that makes you want to tell the truth. It makes it harder to lie." ⬛️ "You’re going to be in a state where you’re drunk with alcohol like now, and during that time you’ll honestly spit out what I ask." ⬛️ “Of course, you won’t have any memories of that time, and I tested safety myself, so there is no problem.” ⬛️ "As expected, it can't be made into a product."

MC: “…”

N: I shut my mouth and just look up at him. ⬛️ My eyes wavered slightly, searching for something, and Keith’s lips drew an arc.

Bad Keith: "If you have something to say, say it." ⬛️ "Come on, open that little mouth."

N: He grabbed my chin and forced my lips apart with his thumb. ⬛️ MC, who had been unresponsive up until now, moved her body as if resisting.

MC: “……Who… are you?”

Bad Keith: "'Keith', you said it yourself, didn't you?”

MC: “But... you’re different from the usual, Keith." ⬛️ "The scent, the eyes, the voice, everything...”

Bad Keith: “Which one do you think is the real me?"

MC: “Which…”

Bad Keith: “Is it the hesitant me who loves apologizing? Or is it the me who's pushing you down now?"

MC: “…”

Bad Keith: “Thinking? I like teasing, but I don’t like being teased."

N: When pressed his thumb to play with my lower lip, I turned away in rejection. ⬛️ I glanced sideways, my vacant expression tinged with caution.

Bad Keith: "The medicine is working, and your reason is still dead." ⬛️ “You're tough with a cute face, aren't you?"

MC: “…I don’t know.”

Bad Keith: “Mm?”

MC: “The normally calm you and the scary you now... are the same person, but they don't look the same.” ⬛️ “Neither look fake." ⬛️ "Is it strange that 'both' rather than 'either' looks like the real Keith?"

Bad Keith: “…”

N: The turmoil stifled his words, but an exasperated breath soon escaped Keith's lips.

Bad Keith: “Ah, that’s strange.” ⬛️ "It's strange that you've been holding on to such feelings and not trying to leave until now."

MC: “Uh…”

N: MC’S face distorted with a faint pain as her wrists were squeezed.

Bad Keith: "The pleasant chat is over. Let's get down to business." ⬛️ "Please hurt him a lot with that beautiful heart."

Scene 3

N: I heard the sound of pens writing in the distance. ⬛️ The next thing I heard was a small sound like something was being put down... ⬛️ It was after that that my consciousness was raised at once.

Keith: “Nn…” ⬛️ “…?”

N: Frowning his brows out of focus and blinking a few times, Keith realizes he's grasping something. ⬛️ Still unconscious, I traced my outstretched hand and gasped at the sight ahead.

MC: “…Keith?”

Keith: “…”

N: MC, who has a completely different expression than usual, is laid down. ⬛️ Both thin wrists are grasped together. ⬛️ Keith let out a frightened, trembling voice at the thought of doing all that.

Keith: “Ah… I…”

N: If I let go of my hand in a hurry, the white skin turns slightly red and painful.

Keith: “I… you… what happened?”

N: When he looked around the room with his dizzy head, there was a piece of paper on the table. ⬛️ It was full of scribbled letters about MC. ⬛️ "Bell'''Demise of the King" ⬛️ In two words, Keith understands everything. ⬛️ He immediately turned his gaze back to MC and called out to her while making a desperate smile.

Keith: “MC, how are you? I'm sorry, let me touch you a little."

N: He took off his gloves and timidly touched MC’s eyes, forehead, and neck to see if there are any abnormalities.

Keith: If you feel sick or have a headache, no matter how trivial, please tell me.”

MC: "I don't feel bad, but I'm a little sleepy."

N: MC’s eyes fluttered like a child, and Keith let out a sigh of relief.

Keith: “I see… That’s good.” ⬛️ "You’re not forcing yourself to wake up, so that's good." ⬛️ “If you're sleepy, just...just...just...”

N: Deep wrinkles form between Keith's eyebrows as if desperately suppressing feelings that have nowhere to go.

Keith: “Uh... what's good....." ⬛️ "... I didn't mean to know in this way."

N: A hoarse voice echoed in the quiet room. ⬛️ Keith's hand leaves MC’s cheek, but her hand grabs it to hold it back.

MC: “Keith, are you alright?”

Keith: “…Hm?”

N: MC looks at Keith worriedly.

MC: “You look in like you’re in pain. Did something happen?"

Keith: “…Nothing. Nothing bad.”

MC: “But…”

Keith: "You're sleepy right now, so that's what it looks like. Really, nothing."

MC: "But you look like you’re about to cry." ⬛️ “I saw a face like that on you before.” ⬛️ “I want you to have something like that—”

Keith: “Wait, that’s all there is.”

N: Keith's voice interrupted MC’s words, which she desperately tried to make while her drowsiness was trying to steal her consciousness.

Keith: “Don't say kind words to me right now." ⬛️ “…Please, MC.” ⬛️ “Please…”

MC: “…”

N: Hearing his earnest, clinging voice, MC hesitated but immediately nodded.

MC: “Okay. Then…”

Keith: “…”

MC: "When I wake up... let me worry a lot."

N: MC’s drowsiness had finally reached its peak, and her eyelids slowly fell, and he soon heard her breathing.

Keith: “…” ⬛️ “Those are… kind words, aren’t they?”

N: He combed his long bangs and let out a deep sigh. ⬛️ After a while, Keith twisted the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner.

Keith: “What are you hurt by deceiving me from the beginning?"⬛️“…”⬛️ “It looks like it didn’t work out this time too.”

Scene 4

A few days after Sonia’s party… ⬛️ I was attending an evening party held regularly at the imperial court. ⬛️ It can be called a treasure trove of information, and the conversations that fly around are all informative, and one can't help but listen. ⬛️ Starting with Rhodolite, I turned my gaze to the bustling people while learning about the current situation in other countries.

(Amazing. In a blink of an eye, a wall of people is forming around Leon.)

N: One by one, the aristocrats who gather one by one have bright expressions, and anyone can see how popular Leon is.

(He’s like the sun.) ⬛️ (If Leon is the sun, Chevalier seems to be the moon.)

N: The other day, I participated in a meeting with Chevalier as a helper, ⬛️ I remember that it was so brutal that I had the illusion that I had come to a land of extreme cold from beginning to end.

(The nobles I saw at that time seemed to be in awe of Chevalier.) ⬛️ (Influence on others and ways of thinking are polar opposites. However, the feeling of thinking about the country is the same.)

N: I looked down at the glass I was holding in my hand.

(Pale pink liquor…)

???: “We found the young lady who passed out and returned to the castle while being carried by Keith."

MC: “!?”

N: When I hurriedly looked up, I saw Nokto with a smile on his face.

MC: “Nokto… What is it?”

Nokto: “Were the servants chatting with great interest?”

N: I suddenly felt dizzy. ⬛️ What crossed my mind was the morning after I went to Sonia's party...

Flashback N: What Rio told me was my failure that made me want to scream.

Rio: "Medicinal tea, I remembered Mr. Liam brewing it. It's good for the body to drink too much alcohol."⬛️ "You got drunk at Sonia's party and Keith delivered you to your room." ⬛️ “I was surprised because you rarely drink until you fall asleep.” ⬛️ "I thought you were forced to drink, but your complexion isn't that bad, so maybe alcohol just doesn't suit you..."

(I remember up to the point where we watched the stars together on the balcony and drank alcohol.)

N: My memory after that seems to have disappeared, and not even a fragment can be found. ⬛️ The thought of being so drunk made me feel dizzy again.

Leon: “Ah, so he told you.”

N: Leon, who finished talking with the nobles, came over with a deep laugh.

MC: "When did you find out, Leon?"

Leon: "The day after you came back from the party.”

(Now I feel like I could happily fall into Clavis’ pitfalls.) ⬛️ (No, I want to apologize to Keith before than that)

N: A heavy sigh spilled out of my mouth as nothing but guilt welled up in me.

Nokto: "Hey, Keith, hasn’t been here since the party. Have you seen him?"

Scene 5

MC: “Yeah…I can’t quite remember.”

(Unusually the guide is several days later and he is always absent when I go to his room.)

N: Neither an apology nor a word of thanks have yet been conveyed, and the party has yet to see his face. ⬛️ Just seeing it every day made my heart swirl with anxiety.

(Did I get drunk and do something to Keith…?)

Nokto: “Well, it's only natural that we haven't met." ⬛️ “If I remember correctly, it was related to refugee protection, exchanges with plant collectors and pharmacists, and training tours of various knight orders.”

MC+Leon: “…”

Nokto: “…what”

Leon: “I didn't think you knew that much about Keith's plans."

Nokto: “I happened to talk to Licht, and he asked me about it at the time, so I just did some research.”

MC+Leon: “Heh… for some reason.”

(Maybe it's because of Licht... I rarely see them together, but they're really good friends...?)

N: Nokto furrowed his brows with a somewhat uncomfortable look at his naturally relaxed cheeks.

(Does that mean Keith is busy now?) ⬛️ (…I probably shouldn’t go see him.)

N: The next guide is in 3 days, so just wait until that day comes. ⬛️ Yes, I can wait, but for some reason I feel restless, like I'm complaining, "I can't wait." ⬛️ Amber eyes drew close.

Leon: “Are you missing Keith?”

MC: “Eh…”

Nokto: "I heard that you've been seen in the infirmary and training grounds."

Leon: "Me too. It's a difficult place to pass by by chance, isn't it?"

N: Their mean smiles warmed my cheeks, and at the same time, I was taken aback.

(This feeling of restlessness is more than wanting to apologize as soon as possible... Is it because I miss seeing you?)

N: It fell on my chest as if telling me it was the answer.

MC: Yeah, I guess I’ve been lonely"

Leon+Nokto: “Definitely.”

MC: "I think you're always honest."

Nokto: “Oh, you mean it's easy to understand?"

(….I want to deny it, but I can’t.)

Nokto: “Good news for you.” ⬛️ “Keith, it seems he's already returned to the castle."

MC: “!”

N: The unexpected information made my heart jump.

Nokto: "I hope you enjoyed the party enough, should you go see him now?" ⬛️ “So, let's heal the tiredness of work with you." ⬛️ "It's a common practice, but isn't it the most honest and least costly strategy?"

Leon: “Is it honest?”

MC: "...I wanted to say thank you honestly."

Nokto: "Huh? Who was the young lady who said, 'You're always so honest'?"

MC: “"Thank you for the useful information.”

(Putting aside the strategy, I'll heal you from the fatigue of your work, huh...) ⬛️ (…That’s right.)

[I’m gonna try and get enough diamonds for the premium story since I’m very close. Hang tight!]

[hanahope101-2]

The Mystical Tours - Old Time Record Edition

Summary:The fourth drama in "The Mystical Tours" series.Tells the story of a certain record shop.Tokiya plays the shopkeeper💜, and Ranmaru plays the clerk❤️.The store is dark and old-fashioned, but elegant and calm. The records that are only available there have a very attractive tone~

(this is my translation and it may not be 100% accurate, I hope you enjoy~)

🍀Episode 1🍀

Tokiya and Ranmaru in the recording studio

💜Tokiya: Kurosaki-san. Thank you for your hard work on the radio recording. There were a lot of music-related things rather than stories, and the conversation was lively. If you don't mind, take this.

❤️Ranmaru: Oh, throat lozenges? And it look expensive. thank you. I will accept it without hesitation. Hmm, it's good.

💜Tokiya: I'm glad it's for your liking. It's my recent favourite. From now on, We will be working together for a long time on the recording of the drama . Be prepared for more.

❤️Ranmaru: Ah, it's going to start soon, isn't it? The summer special. İt's our chance to show off our skills by playing the vibes of the series.

💜Tokiya: I agree. I have worked with Kurosaki-san on many films, but a story with this kind of flavour may be rare. This time, I play the role of shop owner. I would like to behave appropriately so that I do not just be overwhelmed by the presence of Kurosaki-san standing next to me.

❤️ Ranmaru: When you enter a role, you always appear as though you're going to eat your partner, don't you? Well, if you don't get too worked up, the results will come.It's also a role of being surrounded by music at a record store. You're a collector yourself, aren't you? I'd like to get a few things together before we start filming.

💜 Tokiya: Really? Actually, ever since I read the script, I've been thinking about talking to Kurosaki-san about records too. I had some recommendations.......

❤️ Ranmaru: All right, all right. Would you like to borrow the meeting room for reading together? Maybe you'd be better suited to playing a record shop manager in real life instead of in a drama.

🍀 Episode 2🍀

The clerk ❤️: Hmm. Hey, welcome. It's a good day when our next customer arrives so early.It's your first time here, right?I knew it.Once I've met a customer, I never forget their face.It doesn't seem like you came here looking for a piece you really want... Curious about the records on display, did you stop by while passing?No, no, no. Of course, just for stepping in, for whatever reason is fine. Even if it's your first time here, you're welcome! Take a look around to your heart's content.Nice atmosphere, isn't it?This record shop is run by just the two of us, the owner and myself.Ah! Perhaps you think, for something to be proud of, the interiors are worn out...?Actually, I'm worried about that too. However, the owner is a bit stubborn.Even though it's rough, it's a relatively good taste. It's a surprisingly good environment to listen to the "sound" of a record. You may try it yourself.

??? 💜: That's enough pranks for you. You don't know what she looks like. Don't embarrass our guest.

❤️: Gosh, I thought you'd be busy with the new one... I beg your pardon for this. Over there is our owner. He is the owner of this store.

💜: Welcome to ... Welcome to our store.

🍀 Episode 3🍀

💜: You can touch the records displayed in the store as you like. It's okay if you take a closer look. The jacket is also one of the important elements that make up the record.If something caught your eye, I'm sure it's worth your time. If there's something you're interested in, could you tell me?Yes, you're right. There's no need to rush. I won't kick you out or recommend anything, so do what you want.

❤️: Between you and me, though. My owner isn't very good at talking to people. If you want, you can call me.

💜: Don't be selfish.

❤️: Haha, one hell of ears.

💜: as long it happens in this shop, there's nothing I don't know about.

❤️: But to get one that's been put up high, you've got to get the clerk to help you. So please feel free to do so.

💜: You're interested in that jacket. " In the deep red twilight, the shadow stretches endlessly." It's a very nostalgic piece, but I'm wondering where it's been lying?I'll wrap it up, you can take it home. No charge. If you like this record, I will be happy, as simply as that.But... maybe you shouldn't come here anymore...

🍀 Episode 4🍀

💜:..........!

❤️: Hey, hey, welcome~ It's been a while, hasn't it? It is a pleasure to see you again.

💜: ...can't help what it has come for...Take a look around as you please.

❤️: The owner is sitting on the chair again...Then let me be your guide.However, the line-up hasn't changed that much.Come on over here. Didn't expect you be back so soon. No, no, it is a happy miscalculation. Did you like our last record?Owner. Did you hear that? The record from last time, They've listen to it every morning.We're very proud of you.Well, if you liked that one, you might want to look in this corner. And also the stuff on the shelves over there.Please take your time to choose. We don't have any other customers, so feel free to call on me if you need anything.

💜: It's not something to worry about. It is not uncommon for people to eventually come back to the first thing they see. Whether it's a record...or...or anything else.

❤️: There are times when you are too worried and end up in trouble.I think life, including its struggles, is very meaningful.

💜: Ah, I've already decided. Are those two enough? Then, I'll wrap it up for you. ...... You shouldn't come back this time.

🍀 Episode 5🍀

❤️: welcome. ······Oops. What's wrong, customer, suddenly rushed in... ah....

💜: ..............Oh, it's you. So you're here again after all.

❤️: Did you think that the owner was sick laying face down on his desk?We are lucky to have such kind-hearted customer. Do not hesitate to visit the store.

💜: Don't worry about it. I'm just playing records. I was listening to the gramophone and before I knew it I was in this position....... Hmm, you say you're curious about this? Since you're bringing records home with you too, I assume you have one at home? Gramophone."It's beautiful and it feels like it sounds different......?" I don't think so. I don't know how to compare. Besides, I can't lend you this.

❤️: It's a bad gramophone that will captivate you at first sight, or rather at first listen. So, which record shall we play today? You've already made up your mind?

💜: I was going to tell you to go home fast.... I failed.

❤️: Hmmm. The owner is very careless about that sort of thing. When he's in front of people who like records, he gets very chatty. Dear customer, are you sure you want to listen to these five records today?

💜: I don't need money, it was already paid for.But... you shouldn't come to this store anymore. It's a little heavy, so be careful.

🍀 Episode 6🍀

❤️: Welcome. Ha-ha-ha. What's wrong? You look like you're in some kind of trouble. At first glance, I thought you might be lost.You're worried that the music isn't playing like it usually does? Today, the owner has taken the gramophone into the back room.It's very hot outside, isn't it? No, look, Compared to me, you're very lightly dressed, aren't you? If it's cold in the shop, let me know and I'll adjust the temperature for you.While you're playing detective, let me guess what you're thinking right now.Even though it is very hot outside, the shop "seems as if time has stood still".Is it right? I sometimes feel that way too when I'm surrounded by vintage vinyl records all the time. It's a good way to spend your time, though.

💜: .....you again. Right. Indeed, all the records in this shop can't be found anywhere else. They are all fascinating, they all grab the human heart and don't let go.....I liked it enough to talk about it...I enjoy listening to music, and I can't think of anything better than immerse myself in it. That's what I think about when I lose myself to the sound.

❤️: It's not all fun and games, is it? In the owner's case. There are a lot of times when he makes a troubled face or has his grumpy mouth tied tightly.

💜: Shut up. It doesn't matter what your expression is when you're listening to music. What matters is how you feel......... don't laugh you too! If you've decided what you want to take home, give it to me.

❤️: Yes, we have received a package of 10. Our usual package won't fit, so we'll prepare a larger one. Please wait a moment.

🍀 Episode 7🍀

💜: These records, Can you display them on the shelf? İt doesn't have to be right away, If you are busy.

❤️: Again, you know my workload. Hmm.......all the jackets look great! As usual, It looks beautiful.Then, this flower-filled jacket goes on the shelf. I think the surfing one better goes there. The cats are hooked by this. I wonder what the record for "That Girl" will look like. I bet it would have a great jacket. I can't wait to see the owner's masterpiece.

💜:......I wish that day never came.

❤️: ......Are you saying that out of concern for the girl, Mr. Owner?It's a very rare thing.

💜: Not really. I just don't want to get tired.

❤️: ......Let's leave it that way. But I still want to see it as soon as possible. Well, when will she come back?

💜: ............................................................

🍀 Episode 8🍀

❤️: Welcome! I thought it was about time.....But sorry, I'm a bit busy right now.....Please wait just a few moments.Okay, this is how it should be. Thank you for your patience. Ah, this is it. Of course, you would be curious, if it were put in front of you like this. This is a blank record, with no sound or picture on it yet. The jacket is also pure white and looks a little old-fashioned, which is retro and wonderful, isn't it?Isn't it deeply moving to imagine that the records on the store shelves were originally "just raw material" like this.....? Yes, each and every record in the store is specially made. Maybe that's why we were able to touch the heartstrings of the customers."So nice that I want to listen to it all the time" huh? I know! That moment when you drop the needle, that joy. I'm sure you've come to like this store...

💜: .........If you keep it like that. That girl's arm will go numb. You picked so many of them. It's heavy, but try not to drop it. They are all important records. If that's not enough, and you're still craving music,..... Come back here again.See you next time, I'm looking forward to it too.

🍀 Episode 9🍀

💜: Good evening. No, how about hello? In this store, it doesn't matter which one. Come here. It's dark, I'll take you by the hand. Sometimes even the lights want to sleep. So does the gramophone. As sometimes progress is better made in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep. Oh, you're curious about that one. It's my usual desk, but It's interesting when something you've never seen before is placed there. That's not a phonograph. It's a "recorder".It's a machine paired with a phonograph. This is what allows the sound to be trapped in the record. This is the shelf you particularly like. I remember the way you looked at the jackets one by one. If it happens in this store, there is nothing I don't know. Even what within a wavering heart.

❤️: Mr. Owner, we're ready for you. Here is a beautiful white record.

💜: I had warned her so much, but she loved me enough to come back again. She listened to the music earnestly and enjoyed it wholeheartedly. You'd love to see her on the shelves, wouldn't you?I wanted to hear the tone you play too. So please let me "record" it. Let me listen that sound as many times as I can.Welcome to our store. Thanks for meeting us. And.........goodbye.Now it's your turn to be loved.

🍀 Episode 10 🍀

❤️: That customer brought back so many records. Putting it back on the shelf can be a pain.

💜: OK, let's do it right away. You never know when the next customer will come.

❤️: Well, look at this twilight jacket. Isn't the one the customer chose the first time she came? I wonder whose record this is.

💜: I remember it well. I remember this scenery. I think I'll listen to it next to the record I'm playing now.

❤️: The new one that came in isn't too bad, though. İt seems to suit my taste.

💜: This might be one you'll want to listen to over and over again. A little geeky in tone, though, for someone who just love music.

❤️: That's what you like, isn't it?

💜: Here we go. I won't tell people who hide secrets from me. The fact that you called her over without permission, you think i don't know?

❤️: What an owner, seems to be not interested in anything, and he is pretty picky, so it's annoying.

💜: ......Oh, they're here already. Sorry, you'll have to deal with them for a while. Because I want to be surrounded by these tones a little longer.

[heartsoftruth]

THIS is what I have to go through as a Dutch LH fan.

Colleague B to Colleague R: I haven’t seen the race but I’ve heard Hamilton was out after 2 laps?

Colleague R: You mean 1 corner.

Colleague B: HA. HA. Good for him. With his fashion nonsens and annoys ways. Pisnicht. (Dutch slur that’s hard to translate but it’s very degrading towards gay people. I think the most accurate translation would be near the f-word for gays).

So I was listening to this like: 😨😳😨😳😨. Normally everyone in the office knows I’m THE Lewis fan in the company and sometimes taunts me a little. For example another said: “did you watch the entire race or switched off after L1?” Which I find nothing wrong with, but this one clearly didn’t know I was a Lewis fan.

So my other colleague R said to him: if I was you I would shut up otherwise your ass will get beaten up within 2 minutes by the shortest employee (me 😂) or our company.

Me: I’m putting my ears in.

For me it was not worth having a discussion with him. When someone uses words like that having a discussion with someone is useless. It’s like a wall you’re having a discussion with.

282883 hours later.

Colleague B: I heard we have a Lewis fan among us.

Me: *stays typing. Working hard*

Colleague B: or no?

Me: Don’t come knocking on my door after you’ve called him (slur) this morning! *stays typing but fuming on the inside*

Colleague B: *walks towards me* Yeah ok but here. This is what I mean. This is why he’s so annoying

Man comes with an image OFF FACEBOOK with one quote: “I wouldn’t rank him”

Me: ???? Whats the full quote?

Colleague B: Yeah you see!!1!!1 This is what he says about Verstappen huh!1!!1!11

Me: Ok? First of all: this is an imagine on FACEBOOK from *read Facebook group name* without any context 😅😅😂

Colleague B: *reads the 2 line caption* here!

Me: that’s a caption not context. I need context. A full quote 😑

*man walks away to make a call. I look up the full quote. Let my other colleague read it (who doesn’t give a shit about F1). Man walks back*

Me: ok colleague B. I have send the full quote to you. Wonder what you think of it now. Hmm. *after a minute or 2* Well? Have you read it? Context hmmm? 😙

Him: Yeah well!1!1!1! I just don’t like the guy. Also all that BLM talk and how he tried to force it upon everyone!1!1!1 And then when Max didn’t do it he got so much criticism and also from Lewis

Me: *already knew what she was dealing with when he came with BLM but proceeded to talk anyways* First of all there was a whole damn hashtag for Max (in Dutch) #Dontkneelforidiots. *adds sassily* context!!!

Colleague: exactly!!!

Me: no that was to SUPPORT Max for NOT kneeling! Besides isn’t it logical Lewis wants to have the entire grid kneeling and tries to convince them? Isn’t a message WAY stronger when 100% kneels instead of 75%? No matter what the cause/message is? Isn’t it way more powerful and convincing to see everyone do it? Now it only shows more division.

*him silent as fuck for a moment* “Yeah well also he’s complaining so much about Max winning now and how F1 is boring but when he was winning 7 years in a row (corrects himself) 7 times we didn’t hear him.”

Me: Also incorrect. Even when Lewis was winning he said his dominance is bad for the sport/bore fans. Mind youuuu: Red Bull even threatened to leave this sport bc of his dominance and I’ve never heard Mercedes say anything like that. Besides Lewis HAD competition and never had it as easy as Max and let’s not forgot that the gap between the #1 and #2 in 2022 hasn’t been that big since 2013. Who won in 2013? Another RB driver: Vettel.

And the ONLY reply I got from him was: well 4 years ago I wasn’t watching F1.

Me: well yeah that’s my plus I’ve been watching F1 for a while so you won’t be able to get me.

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william v.s. darius . . . darius vogel epilogue 🪽

— this translation may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to characterization or narrative flow purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

— cw: none, it’s actually pretty wholesome (for the most part).

Upon returning to the festival, we could hear the sound of bright music,

and the townspeople, in each of their own ways, were doing a folk dance.

Darius: Let’s go and dance too.

Kate: Ah——

The hand that held mine pulled me toward him, before making its way to my back.

And his rhythmic yet complex steps were enough to draw in the eyes of the surrounding people toward us.

Kate: I-isn’t this a ballroom dance...

Darius: Oh, oops, this is just the dance I am most used to, so that’s why. But...

The next moment, he let go of my hand before spinning his way behind me.

Darius: This type of dance seems much more fun.

Once again, our hands linked, and he looked to the townspeople around him, imitating their movements as he hopped about.

Kate: Hehe, it goes like this.

When I showed him a skip, Darius followed suit with mirth.

Darius: Something like this?

At last we were in sync, and the tempo gradually started to speed up,

and it ended up looking like I was being led by him.

Kate: Waah, so fast!

Darius: Ahaha, isn’t this fun.

(He picks up things very quickly. Which in turn makes teaching him fun as well.)

(But even so... somehow I feel like we’re sticking a bit too close together...)

I could feel the breath from his innocent laugh on my earlobe.

And I could feel his warmth on my back, which in turn caused my breathing to speed up and my body temperature to rise.

Just when I calmed my pounding heart, he spun so that he was in front of me, looking into my eyes.

Darius: Your ears are so red, miss fairytale keeper, it’s just so adorable.

Kate: T-that’s because your movements are so fervent that I’m breaking a leg here to keep up with you.

Seeing his honey-colored eyes so bright, my cheeks started to heat up as well.

Kate: ...But, even so, I’m glad you seem to be having fun.

Darius: .........

D: I suppose that’s to say I’ve yet to laugh from the bottom of my heart.

D: I wonder, if you also smile lots for me, will I be able to smile as well, perhaps?

His gloved fingers reached out to me, pinching my cheeks.

Kate: Uwah?

Darius: Ahaha, they’re so soooft. It reminds me of the plush you got for me.

While laughing, he stretched my cheeks out and rubbed them.

Kate: huu...

Seeing that innocent smile up close, I gradually lost the will to retaliate.

Darius: See, let’s smile, how about it?

And as a cherry on top, he pulled the corners of my lips upward with his index fingers,

showing a bright smile at the same time.

Kate: ...

K: ...heh, hehe...

K: For some reason, seeing you do this... I can’t help but want to laugh.

K: I wanted you to have fun here, and yet I feel like I’m the one having fun instead.

His eccentric actions were as interesting as they were odd.

My cheeks, having been pulled at by his fingers, started to relax.

Darius: .........

D: And I want to play with you a looot more, miss fairytale keeper.

D: Care to come along?

After that,

we would stop by at wagons our eyes landed upon, split snacks, played games——

He would pull me around here and there until I was utterly exhausted,

and by the time I returned to Crown, the darkness of night had long fallen.

(...haa, I ended up going all out.)

(I guess since I became an adult, I haven’t had much opportunities to play so hard like that.)

So, my body was tired, to be sure, but my heart felt full.

(...That said.)

In all the time we were together, had any of the smiles he wore been one from the bottom of his heart?

(If he did, I was having so much fun that they might have slipped past me.)

(...I wonder what Darius’ ‘true’ smile is like?)

And if I could get to know him more, would he show me the smile I wanted to see?

If I could, as he said, ‘get along’ with him, then——

Such a time may someday come by.

——Meanwhile.

Nica: Did you go out somewhere, Dari?

N: Come to think of it, I saw you out in the garden with the Spatzi and the ‘Self-Righteous Monarch.’

Darius: Indeed, you’re right. And after that the little miss human invited me to go out with them to town together, the three of us.

Nica: Hmm, and? Was it fun?

Darius: Of course it was. My king truly is wonderful, to be sure. All that said, I do think he holds some different views and ideals from myself.

D: Well, anyhow, if he were to become a part of my ‘family,’ I’m sure that will end up changing as well, yes?

D: ——Ahh, that’s right, and as for the little miss human.

D: I dragged her aaalll around, and yet she still went along with me, to the point she’s just so naïvely honest.

D: It’s the most odd thing.

Nica: So it looks like you had fun. Glad to hear it.

Now alone in the parlor, Darius looked out the window at London’s night sky.

His honey-colored eyes seemed to sparkle as though he were looking down from a place far away.

And when he calmly sat on the sofa, he felt something strange from his pocket.

Darius: Ah.

He took out the white leopard plush from his pocket, his eyes meeting with it.

Darius: .........

With his gloved fingers,

he pinched the white leopard’s cheeks, on nothing but a whim.

Fin.

will vs darius jude vs nica alfons vs ring

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END NOTES: darius definitely comes off as innocent, but he’s also very sharp — and two-faced as well. and knowing this, it sort of makes this story give off a bit of a different impression than the surface. like yes, the story is wholesome, but at the same time it kind of keeps you on the edge of your seat, yk?and the white leopard plush is interesting too, kate bought it for darius because it reminded her of him, and yet he is pinching its cheeks as he did with kate, so maybe to him, this plush reminds him of kate…

anyway, i hope this story may have spurred some interest in his character! i’d love to hear your thoughts if you have any as well!

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2024 Villain's Festival - Team Villain's Story ♛

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The condition for receiving the entire bonus from Her Majesty, is to steal Kate’s heart.

When the battle begins, three shadows with villainous expressions appear in Crown Castle.

Alfons: Such rowdy party. Let’s enjoy it to the fullest!

Roger: If I collect the full bonus, I can use it toward research and alcohol expenses. I’ll have to go all in.

Alfons & Roger: Ah! 

Alfons: Oh, Roger. What a coincidence to run into you here, please move aside.

Roger: I've got business up ahead, too. You get out of my way.

Jude: Don’t block the way. Your both huge and your in the way.

Jude: Oh?

Jude: What do ya guys have there? 

Roger: A sack.

Alfons: Does it look like anything other than a rope?

Jude: So, you'll bag her, tie her up and kidnap her....

Alfons & Roger: Please don't ask if you already know.

Alfons: You're so evil, Jude, to immediately notice what we're trying to do, aren't you?

Jude: Thanks.

Alfons: This game is about capturing Kate’s heart.

Alfons: In short, the winner is the one who takes the necklace that Kate has!

Alfons: In that case, any means are fine.

Jude: These guys are bastards.

Roger: I think you were the one who was going to kidnap Kate, weren't you?

Jude: You'll know it when you see it.

Roger: That's surprising. I thought you'd just say it's rubbish and not get involved.

Jude: You know the rules, you just take the woman’s necklace and the money rolls in.

Jude: It's rags to riches business in terms of cost-effectiveness.

Roger: You're pretty much a bastard yourself. Well, I guess fighting the good fight doesn't suit us.

Alfons: Let's fight fair and square until there's only one left standing!

Alfons: That's what I was thinking until just now, but when I thought about it, aren’t we at a disadvantage?

Roger & Jude: Disadvantage?

Alfons: Each of us cursed ones has our own special abilities….

Alfons: Isn’t our self-righteous king William, a bit of a cheat?

Roger: The "do as I say" is definitely a cheat.

Roger: If he uses that, it's game over in an instant.

Jude: It's hard to tell what he’s thinking. It’s really creepy.

Alfons: Therefore. The clever Alphonse came up with an idea.

Alfons: Why don't the three of us join forces?

Alfons: It's what we call a joint front.

Roger: Certainly, the three of us working together would be more efficient than working alone.

Roger: Fine, I'm in.

Alfons: You are indeed an efficiency-oriented muscle man. How about you, Jude?

Jude: Yeah. I'm in. “While we're on the same side.”

Roger: Wow, I'm surprised you agreed so readily. I wonder what's going through your mind.

Jude: How dare the treacherous cursed man put himself on a pedestal.

Alfons: Yes, yes, now that we have formed a joint front, let's get along.

Alfons: So, the most wicked team is now complete.

Alfons: Let's go and kidnap Kate quickly!

Harrison: Kate, you are being targeted from all sides.

Harrison: But we'll protect you.

Liam: Yeah, all we want to see is your  smile, Kate.

Ellis: Kate, leave it to us.

Kate: Thank you, Harrison, Liam and Ellis. 

Kate: Behind you!

Harrison: When did you guys!

Alfons: “Kate, is invisible to you.”

Harrison: …….

Jude: Ellis, you're not getting enough sleep. Why don’t you sleep a little. 

Liam: Jude….ah.

Liam: Harry, Ellis! Damn it, disappear.

Roger: Liam. Your abilities are not the best match for mine. 

Roger: Even when you disappear, my ears are still picking up your heartbeat. …..Right here?

Liam: Oh! 

Jude: You should sleep too.

Roger: Ok, everyone’s sound asleep like good boys.

Alfons: Normally, we don't get along well with each other, but when it comes to deviousness, we are united, which is a strange thing.

Roger: Because bad people can understand how bad people think.

Jude: If we have time for idle chit-chat,  then let’s get out of here before the nobles launch a surprise attack.

Alfons: Yes, yes. Well, Kate, please let us kidnap you.

Kate: What? Oh, hey! 

Jude: You'd be smarter to stay quiet, princess.

Jude: I hope you locked the door properly.

Alfons: Yes, of course.

Alfons: This is the perfect guest room. Whatever happens here, only the four of us will know the truth.

Alfons: A secret only for us. Hehe, I'm so excited, Kate.

Roger: Sorry to tie you to the chair, missy. It would have been troublesome if you'd escaped again.

Kate: So the three of you formed a joint front.

Kate: But still, of all people, these three?

Alfons: What do you mean?

Kate: No, nothing. 

Roger: You're trying to say that three people without a shred of conscience got together.

Alfons: I'm honored that you appreciate my reputation for lack of conscience.

Alfons: Now, as planned, Kate belongs to one of the three of us.

Alfons: Let's start the finals here.

Jude: Oh?

Jude: Why are you trying to touch the nape of someone's neck, you talking piece of shit?

Alfons: Jude, you're the one who tried to poke me in the forehead with your finger.

Roger: I thought it was funny how easily you agreed to a joint front.

Roger: Your plan is to make it look like a joint front so that you could outflank us at the end, right?

Jude: It's a matter of course. It is a basic business practice to decide whether to use or not to use a contract based on who you are signing it with.

Jude: That fighting pose is proof of that. You traitorous quack.

Alfons: The lowest! Are you planning on hitting us even though you are a former doctor?

Roger: Don't make false accusations. I just thought I'd let you guys have a good night's sleep, since you usually don't get enough.

Jude: I’ll put you to sleep. I’ll comeback and bury you accidentally in a graveyard. 

Kate: This is a picture-perfect clash of friends! 

Alfons: Oh dear, the joint front is destroyed. It's no wonder it's come to this.

Alfons: Let's play it out in a no-holds-barred match.

Roger: That’s great, I won't complain even if I lose.

Jude: If there’s any mouth left to complain about it, sure.

Kate: STOOOOP!

Roger: What's the matter, missy? You’re being loud. 

Kate: As you can imagine, we can't afford to a situation where any of the crown is missing!

Kate: Violence. No. Absolutely not. Anyone who touches me will be considered disqualified and will not be given the necklace!

Jude: Wow, you've become quite the big talker haven’t you?

Jude: Isn't it okay if I take it away by force, princess?

Kate: If you try to take it away from me, I will run away as fast as I can, even if I have to drag a chair with me!

Jude: Ha, she's still as stubborn and obnoxious as ever.

Alfons: Kate has a point. If we were to die accidentally, it would be a national disaster.

Roger: But then, how do you settle the matter?

Roger: Kate, any good ideas?

Kate: Oh, I've decided! Just now!

Kate: The "best and kindest" of the three will receive this necklace.

Alfons & Roger: - The best.

Jude: That's a lukewarm criterion, isn't it? It's the kind of thing you would think of as a child.

Kate: If I don't give it to someone nice, that's when I’ll get in trouble again, right?

Kate: I think it's a good idea and a peaceful solution.

Alfons: That's a very Kate-esque, typical suggestion...shall we try it?

Alfons: Kate, Kate, you must be cramped tied to that chair. 

Alfons: I'll let you go. Here you go.

Kate: Oh, thank you very much, Alfons!

Alfons: I'm a gentleman, kind, and handsome, a national treasure, right?

Roger: Hey, back off, you frivolous man. I guess I'm the one who's kind.

Roger: Kate, there's no one as sweet and loving on you as I am, right? Leave it to me.

Jude: There's no way this masochistic pervert would be satisfied with you just being nice.

Jude: I'll be nice to you after I torture you a lot. You like this kind of thing, don't you?

Alfons: I don't think Jude is being nice. He is a villain, this president.

Alfons: I actually saw it…. the other day.

Alfons: Jude threw the fatty part of his steak onto Ellis' plate!

Jude: What's wrong with sharing something you don't like with others? I'm just giving them a hand out. 

Roger: It's not nice to force something you don't like on people, is it, Jude?

Jude: How dare you put yourself in someone else's shoes?

Jude: The other day you guys worked together to put Elbert to sleep with a drug that you don't understand, right?

Alfons: There are various things that I would like to clear up without Elle knowing about it, so I have no choice.

Roger: I just want to be able to experiment with new drugs.

Alfons: It's just that my interests coincided with these muscular glasses.

Roger: That’s right.

Jude: All of them are a bunch of bastards.

Alfons: Oh…

Jude: Yeah?

Alfons: Where is Kate going?

Jude & Roger: ………

Roger: When did you do this, missy?

Jude: How fast are you running away?

Alfons: Aha! 

Alfons: Disappointing. Now the game is back to square one.

Roger: Haha, that's good. It's more fun when you don't know what the game is. Hey, Jude?

Jude: Stupid.

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[nightghoul381]

Ellis Twilight ~ Main Route Blind Love Epilogue + Letter

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Additional Content Warnings: Smut~ NSFW MDNI

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It’s only been a few days since I started officially living in Crown Castle.

Ellis was heading off to a slightly dangerous job with Jude, so I was staying home today.

Kate: “I want to know more about what Ellis likes…”

After dinner, everyone decided to have a drink, so we all went into the lounge for a few light cocktails.

A keen ear picked up my slurred comment.

Alfons: “Are you talking about playing in bed? Ellis is young, so I’m sure he’d be interested in any kind of play.”

Kate: “Oh, no…”

Roger: “What? You’re always having fun, but you have a problem? That’s surprising.”

Harrison: “I thought things were going well too since you two were making out all the time.”

Kate: “Oh…Does it look like that…I’m sorry…”

Liam: “The two of you make the castle brighter with your happy aura.”

Alfons: “Even Jude seems to have cooled his temper.”

Elbert: “So, what is it that you’re worried about…?”

Kate: “Well, little by little, he’s started getting more selfish…”

Kate: “But most of the things that Ellis wants to do are things that make me happy.”

Alfons: “Woah.”

Roger: “Huh?”

Kate: “There are times when it’s a bit of a hassle, but I’ve never been asked for anything that might bother me.”

Kate: “I hope I’m not making him hold back…”

Elbert: “It is… Not so much a worry…”

Harrison: “Are you in love?”

Alfons: “You want to be really bothered? You’re a masochist.”

Kate: “That’s not it…”

Liam: “Yeah, yeah! Can’t you just ask Ellis to tell you himself?”

Liam: “Like whenever he likes something, you want him to say ‘I like this’.”

Ellis: “Okay?”

Kate: “Woah!?”

Suddenly the voice of my troublesome lover came from behind me and I jumped up from the sofa.

When I turned around, Ellis was leaning on the backrest and peering at me.

(Oh, he’s already taken a shower.)

No matter how many times I see him in his casual shirt, my heart still races.

Kate: “Ellis, welcome back!”

Ellis: “…that.”

Kate: “Hmm?”

Kate: “I like that. Hearing you say ‘welcome back’.”

Kate: “…! Did you hear that…?”

Ellis: “Yeah, only from the middle. Should I tell you like that?”

(This is more embarrassing than I thought… but I might learn something about Ellis.)

Kate: “Um, yeah. Thank you.”

Ellis nodded happily.

Kate: “Ellis, it’s time to get up… you have to work today.”

Ellis: “Mmm… I’ll wake up if you kiss me…”

As Ellis rubbed one cheek against the pillow next to me, I gave him a kiss just brushing his other cheek.

Then a pair of mischievous eyes looked up at me through his fluffy bangs.

Ellis: “I like this too.”

Kate: “…”

Kate: “You must have already been awake.”

Ellis: “Fufu, I wonder… Good morning, Kate.”

(Ugh, I’m happy again…)

(This plan just makes me happier than usual, doesn’t it?)

--

Ellis: “I like this too.”

While eating gelato I bought from a street seller on his way to work, the word ‘like’ came up again.

Kate: “You’ve always liked this, haven’t you? Sweets and a break from work?”

Jude: “What’s this? Ya like this, ya like that, cut it out.”

Ellis: “I’d also like to steal a bite from Jude.”

Jude: “Hey.”

Jude’s brow furrowed as Ellis took a bite from the side.

Ellis: “I only realized it when Kate brought it up.”

Ellis: “Maybe I like playing pranks.”

Jude: “I know.”

(…There are a few things he hadn’t been holding back on for a while.)

(I’m a little happy that Ellis has had someone who could loosen the lid on the secret box.)

(But I am of jealous that the other person is Jude…)

Kate: “…Won’t you steal from me?”

Ellis: “…”

Ellis: “I like that too. Jealous Kate.”

Ellis almost made me drop my gelato when he whispered in my ear, but then took a bite from the side of it and laughed.

It started to rain after a mission, on the way home we took a detour through the park.

Ellis: “Let’s take shelter from the rain under that tree.”

When I heard his voice, I suddenly remembered that Ellis had said that he loved running around with his brother.

(Ellis always keeps pace with me…)

(Maybe at times like this, he really wants to go as fast as he can.)

Kate: “Let’s race to the tree!”

Ellis: “…!”

As I took the plunge and ran, Ellis also started running, his footsteps echoing after mine.

Ellis: “Fufu, what happened all of a sudden?”

(Ugh… I thought I had plenty of time…!)

(If I don’t run faster, will it even be a competition…?)

I pushed myself a little and increased my speed—

--when the worst thing happened and my feet got tangled up and I tripped.

Kate: “Kyaa!?”

Ellis: “Oops.”

A hand immediately reached out from the side to catch me and pull me against his side.

Kate: “Ah, uh, Ellis…!”

Ellis: “Stay still.”

Without even a moment to say anything, Ellis, still holding me, sprinted magnificently to our goal under the tree.

Ellis: “Phew… I was startled when you suddenly started running.”

(In the end, I was carried away…)

Ellis: “Maybe I can understand why you suddenly decided to make it a competition.”

While still holding me, Ellis peered into my face mischievously.

Ellis: “It’s because I told you before that I liked running, right?”

(Uh…I was too obvious.)

Kate: “Yeah… but I messed up. Sorry.”

Ellis: “No. I like running with you, Kate. Even if we’re not at full speed.”

Ellis: “I like holding hands and running, and carrying someone and running.”

Ellis: “The first time I asked you to see a play, I was so excited and having fun when we ran to the theater.”

(Ah…)

(Ellis was having fun back then too.)

The exciting twilight of that day came vividly to mind, like the curtain rising on a stage.

(But… I’m happy to hear that he ‘likes’ it again.)

(All of Ellis’ ‘likes’ seem to be made to make me happy.)

My love for him grew and I hugged him tightly with my arms around his neck while he was still holding me.

Ellis: “I like this too.”

Kate: “…What part?”

Ellis: “You clinging tightly to my neck.”

Ellis: “Here… it smells nice.”

As he rubbed his nose against my neck, my already softened heart felt like it was going to melt away.

(Ah… Me too…)

Kate: “Then, what about this?”

When I kissed him on the top of his head, he blinked in surprise.

Ellis: “…I really like that.”

Ellis laughed happily again.

Ellis: “Hey, now that I think about it, why do you want to know what I like?”

We returned to the castle to have dinner, just the two of us.

As usual, Ellis asked me while drying my hair with a soft towel after a shower.

Ellis: “Is it because Al said something…like ‘I’m being a pain.’?”

Kate: “N-No, you’re not!”

I realized that something important had not been properly conveyed, so I put it into words again.

Kate: “Ellis, I know that you’re trying… to be more selfish than before.”

(He’s showing me what he was shoving away in the box…but,)

Kate: “Almost all of the things you do selfishly make me happy…”

Kate: “I thought you were still holding back.”

Ellis: “…Hmmm.”

Ellis: “It’s true, putting others first may have become a habit.”

Ellis: “I wonder… if you’ll be shocked if I tell you all my selfish thoughts at once?”

Kate: “…! If there’s something you’re holding back, please tell me.”

Ellis: “Yeah… Okay. Come over here then.”

Ellis put away the towel he was using to dry my hair and took my hand.

(Finally, I can hear what Ellis has been holding back…?)

As I looked up at Ellis, my heart pounding with anticipation,

Ellis smiled and pushed me down onto the bed.

(O-Oh, what’s this…?)

Kate: “Ellis…?”

Ellis: “…Tonight, I want to make love to you until the morning.”

As Ellis leaned over me and whispered in my ear, my skin grew hot all the way to their tips.

(Wh-what…?)

Ellis: “Kate, I’ve been holding back because you always get so soft.”

Kate: “What, oh…”

(Is that so…?)

Ellis: “…No?”

Kate: “Oh…!”

I set up this whole situation myself, so there was no way I could refuse.

I jumped into the box without knowing what was in it.

Kate: “Okay…”

Ellis: “…Kate, you’re already red… cute.”

Ellis: “Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel so good.”

(I didn’t fall into a trap… right?)

His twilight-colored eyes glittered mischievously as he gazed upon me.

Kate: “…I can’t even move a finger anymore…”

My body and mind were melted by the pleasure that was poured into me, and I couldn’t move from the bed.

Ellis’ long fingers gently stroked me.

Ellis: “I’m sorry… Are you okay?”

(I can’t believe this is the same person who was doing that…thing just now…)

His expression, like a puppy with droopy ears and tail, is so cute that it made me smile.

Kate: “…Yeah, I’m okay… I’m happy.”

Ellis: “…”

After blinking, Ellis’ eyes flashed and he showed the most heartwarming smile I’d seen since the night had begun.

Ellis: “I think, I might like this best of all.”

Kate: “This…?”

Ellis: “You look so happy, even though you’re so messy because of me that you can’t even move a finger.”

Ellis’ smile hinted at a dark desire.

My skin shivered as I felt Ellis’ love, which was a little twisted and endlessly sweet.

Kate: “…Ellis, you really are a troublesome lover.”

Ellis: “Don’t you think you’re the troublesome lover who made me so selfish…?”

Kate: “…I guess we’re in the same boat.”

As the morning sun shone in on the disheveled bed, we wrapped our arms around each other.

My heart was filled with overflowing happiness.

Ellis: “Don’t you like that I’m a troublesome lover?”

Kate: “Yeah.”

Kate: “Please make me more and more troubled.”

Our love was so entangled that I couldn’t move.

Let’s spend every day filled with our love with each other.

Letter:

[utapri-hana]

A ferocious heavenly fire that pierces the night

This is my raw translation! It may not be 100% accurate!

Please excuse my spelling and grammatical mistakes and enjoy the translation!

Summary:

The third spin-off drama from Mystic-in-training series featuring the demon god (Onigami) Ran and Tenko!

What appeared in Ran's dream as he slumbered was a memory of a distant day he once spent.

And it seems that Tenko was also having a similar dream.

This is just my own raw translation!

It may not be 100% accurate, but I hope you enjoy reading it~

✨Evet story✨

= Episode 1:

😈 Ranmaru kurosaki: ... Is it a full moon tonight? You can see the outline of the moon clearly. It's so quiet that it won't be surprising if real demons appear.

Ah. That's doesn't suit me.

🦊 Natsuki Shinomiya: Good evening. It's a nice moonlit night.

😈 Ranmaru: ‼️‼️ ..... What the hell, Natsuki?

You're on break too...?

🦊 Natsuki: hehe It's such a wonderful night, so I thought maybe I'd be able to meet a real youkai-san or demon-san. It's just a short walk.

😈: "Real."...huh...

If you're around, I'd love to see you.

It can be used as a reference in a play.

🦊: The beautiful moon is out, and now it looks like we'll be able to have a friendly conversation while watching the moon. I wish I had brought some dumplings with me.

Onigami. No dumplings, though, But before we resume shooting, how about we have a little meeting? The next scene is just the two of us, Maru-chan-senpai and I.

😈: Oh good.

In this spin-off, demons and tenko are the main focus of the story. We have to keep pace, including creating the atmosphere.

🦊: Thank you! After all, when Maru-chan-senpai is with us, he's as dependable as Oni-san (Mr demon).

😈: Like a demon... Is that a compliment? As usual, you're out of tune when I talk to you...Then, let's take the eaves over there.

= Episode 2:

*Ran's dream*

????: I heard they tricked people and ate them. At the usual mountain pass again. I am no sharp-ears but I can tell.

I thought we agreed that it would be the last time, 100 years ago.

If you don't take care of that decision, who will?... I'm not going to say any more.

Don't betray yourself again.

You, ....... You've been watching. You come back only at a time like this.

I wasn't being kind or anything so save your praise. If I didn't say what I said, it would just feel bad.

..........you want to talk? I don't mind, but aren't you awfully formal? And look at the hairpin. It's new. What the hell is going on?

!?????: ...............Ran. Please wake up.

*End of the dream*

😈: ‼️‼️.......Tenko......?

🦊: sorry. For some reason I felt you were uncomfortable sleeping. If you're tired, a futon is better than a tree. Would you like to use the room I rent?

😈: No, I just dozed off. It seems that one of the techniques he has been practicing for is about to be perfected. I promised Tokiharu that I would take a look at it if so.

🦊: I can't refuse that request. I understand why you were at the shrine so unusually. But ------ is that the only reason ?

=Episode 3:

☀️Otoharu: Wow, wait, Shonoshin! Don't show your technique yet!! Tokiharu and I are not ready!

🦊Shonoshin: Geez....... Your opponent won't wait in a real battle! I'll shoot you in 5 seconds! Let's go? 5. 4. 3. 2...

🦊 Tenko: Hmmm. Shonoshin and the boys are always so lively, aren't they?

😈Ran: they are carefree. Well, they've got that going for them, too.

...Lately, I've been seeing more and more of those little fishy demons around.

🦊 Tenko: Outside the barriers that stretched around the city, right? It's partly because it's weakened a bit, but Tokiharu-kun's magical power is probably the reason why it attracts the youkai.

😈Ran: Keeping up a city worth of barrier as it is for a long time, How can you be so cool ? I really don't want you to turn into an enemy.

Looking closely, you're not wearing your usual kimono. When did you change it?

For a long time, I thought you were wearing it.

🦊Tenko: because it's getting hotter. I was advised to wear a thin kimono. I just had something I used to wear.

I didn't think I'd ever wear sleeves like this again...

Wearing it for the first time in a while makes me feel taller.

😈Ran: Heh...That's a very human thing to say.

=Episode 4:

🦊Tenko: Good evening, Ran. From the first look it doesn't seem like you've got a new kimono. I've never seen it before, but was that what it was supposed to look like?

😈Ran: Well. People are scared of me when I'm dressed like this. I try to avoid them, especially in the human settlements , but this time I just want to get it over quickly.

🦊: I see... Last time the two of us were seated out, so we left it to Ren to deal with it. We have to do our best this time.

😈: But why are you following me around?

I didn't ask you to. It makes us stand out even more.

🦊: In dealing with this situation, I want to raise as few concerns as possible for the children. I just wanted to make sure you are the same.

😈: Surprising. I thought you were the one who wished the most for their growth as Mystics, Tenko.

🦊: If someone is so careless as to break off a budding branch in the middle of a bloom, that's a different story. For as much as possible I don't want to put my precious flowers in danger.

😈: You don't even show such a pretense while the sun is shining and humans are awake. They say the fox is not to be underestimated, but you're very auspicious.

🦊: That's what you say, but... I too have heard that demons are very scary. But I think it's very kind of you to accept my request.

😈: Kind....

We're wasting our time talking about it. Let's go before the moon sets.

=Episode 5:

🪻Shiraai: Hello, Onigami-sama (demon god). It's rare for you to be here at this hour. Otoharu and the others haven't come back from school yet.

😈Ran: No, I didn't come to see them today.

........But first, there's an extra one.

You think you're cleverly hiding, but your tail is showing.

🦝Kotobuki: Oh my God! What a terrible thing to say. Let's rejoice in a more touching reunion, Ran-chan☆

Aren't you happy to see me?

😈Ran: Of course not. I didn't come here to see you. Ah, that..... Shiraai.

If there is anything you can feel with your powers, anything bothersome, please tell me.

🪻: Clairvoyantly, you mean.

.......I knew it. I don't join our training a lot but I still notice it before Otoharu and the others do.

Yes, there is. Something that's been bothering me.I've been wondering if this is the work of demons or not, and I was thinking of consulting Tenko-sama soon.

🦝: Does that have something to do with the fact that the people around here are starting to have "nightmares"? The Yanaris told me so. (Yanari is a type of Yokai, very small demons and it tries to shake the house or stuff around the house and just make noise. They don't do more than that )

😈 (Tenko, you noticed and kept quiet.) (Inner thoughts)

🦝: It doesn't seem to be everyone in the whole town though. It's just a rumor among the demons who have no malicious intent. I don't know about outside the town.

🪻: If it goes that far, it's not surprising if Otoharu and the others received a request or two. But they didn't, so it's strange, isn't it?

=Episode 6:

*In a dream*

😈Ran from the past: You say you consulted me because I'm nice to you.......but I couldn't have imagined that you decided to marry a human man.

...........I understand. I respect your choice, no matter what anyone else says. Besides, no matter what I say, you've already made up your mind, right?

*End of the dream*

😈*Sleeping* .....

🦝: Ooh. Hey, hey, hey. He's gone silent. Could it be that the devil god himself is sleeping standing up? I'd like to capture it in a picture scroll.

😈: Shut up. I have my moments of pondering, too. Unlike you Tanuki.

🪻: We're talking about something important here, so don't make unnecessary trouble.

So, what are you going to do now that you still haven't told Otoharu and the others?

😈: That's fine. I will take care of this matter. ……Ah, me and Tenko will take care of it. Can you tell me, in case of any suspicious activity around this shrine?

🪻: Understood. Leave it to me.

🦝: Oh my gosh, it's rare for Ran-chan to be that much of a shoulder to lean on. I guess "old vows" are important after all.

😈: One-pot meals are best when the pot still hot. Shiraai, if you polish the donabe pot, you might be able to eat something delicious. No later than tonight. As early as the evening.

*Squeeze*

🦝: Ouch! You're hurting me, Ran-chan~! I'm so proud of my tail, don't be so rough with it~!

=Episode 7:

🦊Tenko: It seems that the yokai in question is trying to wear out people's spirits by giving them nightmares, while hiding in the presence of many small yokais.

Thanks to Ran listening to Shiraai-kun and the others, I'm glad we were able to reconcile.

😈Ran: ..........I'll leave it at that. Well, it seems that the target has not been decided yet. Tokiharu had a dream that he overslept this morning, so he woke up in a hurry.

🦊: Hehe. Both Otoharu-kun and Tokiharu-kun seem to be very scared of "lateness". Is that even a nightmare?

😈: What about you? What about your "nightmares"?

🦊: It was not a nightmare, but I might have had a dream that some people might consider a nightmare.

I can't say for sure, as I dream about it from time to time. However, when I meet the youkai that is the source of this phenomenon, I don't think I can help it.

😈: What, were you trying to say a joke? Even you sometimes tell jokes like that.

🦊: It's not nice to be forced to dream, whether you want to or not, is it? If the prankster go too far, I'll have to punish them.

😈: I agree with that. It is possible that they could become a yokai that takes the life of the people at will and eats their souls.

It doesn't suit my nature to mess around. Let's just cooperate this time and go beat up the culprit.

=Episode 8:

😈: We've come a long way, huh? If we have to go this far to get to the source, then we're dealing with a very careful opponent.

🦊: Even though they are cowards and knew we would question them if they were exposed, they decided to do it. It seems that they wanted to get their hands on the power of the demons really badly.

😈: .......... You're pretty angry after all. Is there something that can't be blocked by Tenko's Barrier?

🦊: Hehe Well, I'm not all-powerful either. Besides, it's enough if I can protect the people I want to protect.

*A barrier is spread*

🦊: Well. You are very good at hide-and-seek.

But eventually I caught you~

You have been manipulating people's dreams from such a place?

😈: You were caught off guard, thinking we didn't know you were here. I won't let you get away. Whatever gets within my barrier, can never escape out!

*After beating the culprit*

🦊: Let's stop here. The mountain should not collapse. I have to return to that town by morning.

😈: Yeah, I guess so. If the word gets out, maybe they'll be a little less likely to mess with us for a while.

🦊: Shall we let the human children think that if they do something wrong, the demon will come to punish them? I mean, It's thanks to the gentle demon god that we won't have nightmares tonight.

😈: Don't do it. No one will believe that story.

=Episode 9:

😈: Thanks to that bastard's running around, I had to use my extra strength. I couldn't go easy on a yokai of that level.

🦊: Hehe. The attack was a little too vigorous and loud. Perhaps Shonoshin and the others may have sensed it.

*A Moment of awkward silence*

😈: ....... Aside from the yokai, Tokiharu and the others don't seem to have woken up. We did well for a hasty preparation of work, no?

🦊: It seems so. Ran, I enjoyed working with you too. So, I'll see you soon.

😈: Back to the shrine? It's almost dawn. I have a room, and if you want to go with Tokiharu to school tomorrow, you can stay here.

🦊: It's a very tempting offer, but......not yet. My futon is at Otoharu-kun's shrine. If he gets suspicious, this whole night will be ruined.

😈: Is that so?........Thank you, Tenko. I might not have been able to catch that tail on my own. I'm glad you were there for me this time.

🦊: No. I did what I did because I had my own reasons. I should be the one thanking you... Good night.

😈 *Inner thoughts* (....Everyone has a thing or two that they want to keep to themselves, don't they? the kind of "past" that you even dream about.)

=Episode 10:

🪻Shiraai: Oh, Onigami-sama! You came again today. Otoharu and the others are training in the bamboo grove in the back. They are very excited to try new techniques.

🦝 Kotobuki: But more importantly, Ran-chan! For a brief moment in the middle of the night, I felt a very big power, was it the work of you two? Tenko-sama won't tell me!

😈: I won't tell you about anything that Tenko is not telling you about. You must have been going around all night gathering rumors again, right? Don't do anything unnecessary.

🦊: Now that you've come all this way, I think we should make some tea. Shiraai-kun, would you like to help me?

🪻: No, I'll do it, so Tenko-sama please sit down. Look, stop bothering Onigami-sama and if you don't want to be turned into a Tanuki hot pot, come with me.

🦊: I expected you to come. I'm still a little concerned about it. But from what I've been able to find out, it's not worth worrying about.

😈: It was the same as usual in the morning.

...... To think that I would be called demon god and that I would stand side by side with Tenko.. Thinking about it all over again, it's a strange coincidence.

🦊: If they live long enough, their strong wills will overlap and will intertwine with the fire of life. We will continue to watch over them under every circumstances.

📿 Tokiharu: We did it, Otoharu! The two of us managed to stop Shonoshin-san's fox fire! ....Huh..? It looks like something is burning... AH, THE PAPER DOLL!!

🦊: Oh my... I thought it wouldn't take long for them to grow up. But It looks like we have more time left than we thought.

😈: ...... Well, we can't stop the flow of time, and we can't stop it either. They should grow up on their own pace.

~END~

[oneinathousand]

For a while now, the ending of Gadget Past as Future where Louis has an expanded version of his cryptic opening lines slightly infuriated me because the subpar audio mixing in that part makes it so that it’s difficult to understand some of what he’s saying, which I thought could give clues as to what’s going on, especially since there’s no subtitles for any of the spoken dialogue in the game. 

Although I lack any knowledge of audio engineering that would allow me to try and isolate the voice acting from the music, I do have one asset, and that’s months of practice trying to parse as much of Drowned God: Conspiracy of the Ages’ horrible audio mixing as I could by ear alone, and so I listened to Louis’s ending monologue over and over again while writing down what I thought he was saying.

I also had the realization that in the Japanese release, the English voice acting would be the same, so that version would include subtitles. I found a Japanese playthrough of the game, took screenshots of the subtitles, then put them through Google Translate, and although the Japanese naturally didn’t exactly match the English word-for-word, it did help slightly. 

My transcription isn’t going to be 100% accurate, because there’s still a couple of words that I couldn’t understand, and the subtitle translation couldn’t pick up on them. For example, it seems that for Louis’s voice actor, the Sensorama was translated as something like “Cyclorama” or “Psychorama”, because I definitely hear a hard ‘c’ sound in the middle, while the subtitles translated it as “panorama”, so I’ll just render it as Sensorama anyway, because I think there was some translation mistake. 

Still feverish.

From the beginning on, never moved a step. 

Nothing at all is beginning. 

So who’s Slowslop?

No way of knowing now. 

The Sensorama show is about to start. 

Bells should ring pretty soon.

Blinding lights spin round.

An image flickers into view and out.

No matter how the scenery changes, no matter the characters’ mutterings,

If the fuse blows and the power fails,

In that instant, it all melts in darkness. 

A face leers out from behind the Sensorama, cyclopedia* in hand.

It clutches my skull, tries twisting off my head.

From eyeball to planet and beyond to the secret unknown,

At this moment it begins,

The endless unknown voyage.

* This was one of the words I’m still most unsure of, the Japanese translation said Cyclops which I’m sure isn’t it, but I don’t hear an -en- in front of the word, so I chose the word “cyclopedia” which is just an archaic synonym of encyclopedia, anyway. 

One more interesting thing to note about the subtitle translation is that it referred to Slowslop as “Slowthrop”, and if he was originally called Slowthrop in Japanese, his name would sound more similar to the character Tyrone Slothrop from Gravity’s Rainbow by Thomas Pynchon, which I’ve seen some speculate as the inspiration for Slowslop’s name like how Horselover Frost is definitely named after Horselover Fat from VALIS. The Slowslop/Slowthrop difference is like the whole Aeris/Aerith from FFVII or Mars/Marth from Fire Emblem deal.