Sincerely, a Rainbow of stories for you:

Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 8

(Location: Exhibition at an Old Castle, Central Kingdom, Day Time)

Lennox: That's right. Although progress is being made slowly, It's not about making money, it's about living.

Bradley: What a waste. Aren't people in the south interested in making money?

Faust: … There are Livelybirds here, they’re the highest quality edible bird.

Bradley: What?

Nero: What?

Faust: Nero, what would you do?

Nero: Umm… it depends on the type, but I’d probably squeeze it and make it into a stew? Why do you ask?

Faust: I can’t make soup as well as you can, so I think I’ll just watch them flap their wings. Even though these birds are the highest quality for consumption, I don’t hate watching them. Just standing here doesn’t feel like a waste at all.

Bradley and Nero: …

Faust: By the way, I’ll be looking forward to trying the stew.

Nero: Haha...are you asking for food or preaching philosophy? But I guess I'm in the mood for stew tonight.

Faust: I see. I'm looking forward to it.

Bradley: What a bland and Eastern conversation. Anyways, they probably won’t even notice just one going missing… It’s pretty clever to use us as security, but I can’t forgive ‘em for thinkin’ all the Sage’s Wizards are goody two shoes. Hey, isn’t it pretty bold of ‘em to throw a thief into a treasure trove?

Faust: Who knows. If you want to go back to prison, I won't stop you.

Bradley: I can't get enough of it. Well, I'm not the only one with bad habits.

Nero: What? Don’t look at me while grinning like that…

Bradley: Don’t be so embarrassed. Hey, take a look at this.

Nero: Oh, as expected, that's pretty impressive…

Faust: Hey.

Lennox: You guys.

Nero: Huh?

Bradley: Yeah?

Lennox: What are you going to do with that gem? Or rather, when did you even grab it...

Nero: ! N-no, this is...

Bradley: Haha... Don't listen to nonsense like that. What else can you do with a jewel except put it in your pocket?

Faust: Do you really want to go back to prison? Stealing during a mission… are you really so eager to return to prison? Oz and the twins are still in the building, you know. And Nero, you’re really going along with a thief like Bradley?

Nero: Well, no, this is...um… training!

Faust and Lennox: Training?

Nero Of course. Our mission is to guard the venue, right? Even though our main purpose is to watch the magical exhibits, there's no guarantee that no one will try to mess with valuable items like these.

Lennox: I see....... so you were testing our awareness?

Nero: Exactly. Isn’t that right, Brad…ly?

Bradley: What a pain.

Nero: Bradley!

Bradley: Hey hey, you're right. All I did was go along with the training. A real thief just showed you all an example, so grateful.

Faust: Sigh...well, it’s definitely good practice for dealing with theft.

Lennox: Indeed. Bradley's presence was as expected, Nero is surprisingly good at imitating thieves.

Nero: Haha, thanks...

Faust: But Leno, during an actual situation, it would be better to neutralize the threat without waiting to ask questions, instead of calling out to them like I did just now.

Lennox: I understand.

Faust: The next stop is the floor below. Let’s go.

Lennox: Of course.

Bradley: ...You have a troublesome way of dealing with people. You really can't drop your bad habits.

Nero: Well...I'm just a humble cook. Please put that jewel back, though.

Mitile: Don’t the sheep look so stylish?

Riquet: They look like rainbow colored clouds.

Chloe: I think they look like Murr’s fireworks!

Mitile: Everyone's interpretations are different, but I can’t find the title of the exhibit anywhere…

Riquet: I cannot see it either.

Chloe: Hmm… I wonder what the picture is supposed to be?

Riquet: Then, let us combine everyone's opinions into "clouds dyed in rainbow colors surrounded by fireworks launched by Murr".

Mitile: My stylish sheep weren’t included!

Riquet: That’s true… then perhaps “Sheep who have been dressed up by wizards gazing at the rainbow clouds by Murr’s fireworks”?

Chloe: So their fluffy wool is completely dyed by magic?

Riquet: How is it?

Mitile: I like it!

Rustica: What a lovely painting. It looks like you are all having fun too.

Chloe: Rustica! Hey Rustica, what do you think this picture looks like?

Rustica: Hmm, I believe... it may be the fresh salad I ate this morning?

Chloe: We’ve added another idea!

Mitile: But maybe we can still figure it out somehow...?

Riquet: That must be a tomato, and this may be...

Chloe, Mitile, and Riquet: Aparagus!

Rustica: Oh? That's strange,I do not remember asparagus being in the salad. I was happy to eat it, but I feel as though the salad had a bittersweet taste.

Chloe: What kind of salad is that?

Rustica: Itvwas a mysterious salad that felt nostalgic even though it was my first time eating it. As you can see in the painting, there were many different things mixed together, it was quite lively, and very delicious. Oh?

Mitile: Ah!? Please look over here…!

Riquet: The picture is moving!

Chloe: I wonder what... did the painting just change into text? It's says "change."

Rustica: I'm sure that's the name of this picture. Maybe he told us because we were discussing it. Haha, thank you for your polite response.

Riquet: Is it the work of a magical mechanism?

Mitile: I'm sure it is. I'm glad we were able to learn its proper name!

Riquet: However, it may be moving due to the influence of the <Great Catastrophe>...

Chloe: If that’s case, I wonder if it’ll be able to return to its original form. If it can’t, doesn’t that mean we changed the picture?

Mitile: What? I-is that so!?

Riquet: Oh, It started moving again!

Mitile and Riquet: P-please change back!

Chloe: Oh, it’s back to its original form! That’s good…

Rustica: Indeed, after all, one’s original appearance is the most lovely of all.

Shino: Mithra, Owen, where are you going?

Mithra: I am returning to the Manor, why?

Owen: It’s none of your business anyways. Mithra, hurry up and open the door.

Shino: Hah, I knew the two of you would run away. There’s no way you’d be interested in art.

Owen: Who’s running? Besides, you don’t care either

Shino: At least I understand better than either of you. I am in service to the famous Blanchett family.

Mithra: But you are not interested, are you? You are chasing us around, after all.

Owen: Where is your beloved liege now? I wonder if he felt annoyed at such a loud guard dog, and sent you away.

Shino: What did you say?!

Rutile: Oh, Mr. Mithra!

Heathcliff: So this is where you were, Shino.

Owen: Oh good, your master finally came pick you up.

Shino: Watch yourself.

Heathcliff: W-what happened? You have such a scary look on your face…

Owen: Your little guard dog was pretending to be useful before he realized his master didn’t want him and he started crying and howling.

Shino: I wasn’t crying, don’t just say weird things.

Mithra: You did not deny being left behind.

Shino: Shut up.

Heathcliff: I’m sorry, Shino. I was looking for a specific exhibit, and before I knew it, we’d been separated.

Owen: This one didn’t deny it either.

Shino: Be quiet. How dare you interrupt Heath.

Shino Don’t apologize, Heath. It’s a servant’s job to stand back while the master has fun.

Heathcliff: Don't say that, I was looking for you. I finally found a place in the exhibition that interests me.

Shino: Are there any machines or contraptions? You said you wanted to see them.

Heathcliff: The selection is amazing. It's a spring-style wind-up toy, but it turns in the opposite direction than is usual, so let's go see it together. You might be bored though…

Shino: I’ll be waiting here. You should go take a look around by yourself. It'll be more fun for you if you go alone than if you watch it with someone who doesn’t know much and can’t appreciate it.

Heathcliff: Shino…

Shino: I don't want to interfere with the things you love.

Heathcliff: …I see. I apologize, my request was unreasonable.

Shino: What? Why do you suddenly look lonely? Fine, I guess it can’t be helped: I'll go around with you. What a spoiled guy…

Heathcliff: Whose fault is that? But thanks.

Owen: Tsk, what a boring conclusion.

Mithra: What do you want? ...I am beginning to feel fatigued.

Rutile: Let's go see the exhibition together! There are artificial flowers that pass as real, and elaborate mechanical dolls on display.

Owen: Did the moon curse any of those so that you die if you touch them?

Mithra: Is there such a curse that attacks people when they get close?

Rutile: There don’t seem to be any changes like that so far, so don't worry.

Owen: Really? What a letdown. Let's go back to the Manor after all.

Mithra: I will do the same. If anything happens, please blow that bird whistle and I will rush to your location right away.

Rutile: In that case, can I blow it now?

Mithra: Did you hear a word I said? Please don't blow it for no reason.

Rutile: But my reason is that I would like to tour the exhibition with Mr. Mithra. Don't you want to share a fun experience with someone else? I'd like to find out more about your feelings and the things you like, would you please tell me about them?

Mithra: Sigh…

Rutile: Hey, come on, let's go!

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