Sincerely, a Rainbow of Stories for you: Part 9

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Sincerely, a Rainbow of stories for you: 

Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 9

 

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

Owen: Wait, didn’t I tell you to open a door back to the Manor? 

Mithra: That was my intention, but this person here doesn’t seem to listen even when I tell them that, so it seems my plans have been averted. 

Why don’t you go around with someone as well? I thought I saw Cain upstairs… 

Owen: Why Sir Knight? And in any case, I saw Oz with him. I wouldn’t go on pain of death. 

Mithra: Then should I kill you? 

Owen: Ha? 

Mithra: Shall we test to see if you really don’t want to, even if you're dead? 

Owen: …You’re the one who can’t understand the things people say… 

Figaro: Wow, this goblet is beautiful. It looks like a vintage piece. 

Snow: Indeed, I sense depth from the many years it’s passed through. 

White: Old things tend to have a noble quality and dignity. 

Snow: This was created sometime, somewhere, by someone who poured their whole heart and soul into bringing about its existence. 

White: I feel as though I can sense a part of the creator’s life through this goblet. 

Figaro: Human lifespans are certainly much shorter than ours, but this is well crafted. 

Since their lives are so short, they hurry to leave behind something of value… sounds like a stressful sort of life. 

Still, I don’t think my own way of life is necessarily bad… I’d like to look a little better though. 

Snow: Oh no, Figgie. 

White: Are you feeling emotional? 

Figaro: Hahaha, not at all. I merely thought this goblet was good at conveying the weight of history. 

Murr: Heyhey! You’ve been saying it looks old for a while, but this goblet looks completely young! 

The three of you are much older- of course I am too! 

Snow & White & Figaro: …

Figaro: What an outrageous thing to say to a young person like me. 

Snow: That’s right! 

White: What's so old about these pretty twins? 

Murr: Everything!!! 

Snow & White: Murrie, be quiet! 

Shylock: I must apologize, has my cat gone and done something rude again? 

Figaro: Not at all, just the usual. In any case, “my cat” is quite the expression. I'd like to hear it again. 

Murr: I think so too! Does Figaro also want to be treated like a cat?

Shylock: Oh my, will someone of your size be kept by me? 

Figaro: I’m a little different from Murr though… anyways, are there any benefits to becoming a pet cat? 

Shylock: Let me see... You can enjoy exciting dawns, sensual middays, passionate dusk, and sensational nights. 

Snow: That’s a rather extreme lineup. 

White: The children shouldn’t hear it. 

Figaro: It’s an interesting offer if true, but wouldn’t it be a bit difficult? 

Shylock: May I ask why? 

Figaro: You don’t enjoy the things you don’t want. 

You’re generally one of the tamer Western Wizards, but you’re still quite fickle. 

Shylock: Haha… how observant, but isn’t that up to you? 

Figaro: Oh, don’t say that. 

Murr: Then I’ll tell you a fickle story too! Shylock, you also think this goblet is old right? 

Shylock: It certainly appears to have stood the test of time… 

Murr: Exactly! But you yourself are definitely much older than this goblet! 

Shylock: … 

Figaro: … Oh, I was actually planning on taking a look upstairs. 

Snow: What a coincidence, we were too! 

White: Right, let’s go! 

Murr: Everyone’s leaving? But the fun is about to begin! 

Shylock: Haha… Murr… would you repeat what you said just now? 

Cain and I followed the sound of clanking armpit and found the suit walking around on its own. 

Cain: This is the suit of armor that was walking around on the first day. Did you go off on your own again? 

The armor stopped its course and bowed respectfully to me. 

Akira: Umm… it’s nice to meet you. 

Cain: It’s quite a gentlemanly suit of armor. 

The armor turns and bows to Cain. 

Cain saluted in return. The shadow of a soldier overlapped with his dignified profile.

Akira: As expected, you look really cool! 

Owen: Praising him just for saluting… Master Sage, don’t you think you’re spoiling him too much? 

Akira: Owen. 

Cain: Weren’t you leaving? 

Owen: The door that was supposed to open remained closed, so now I’m stuck here. How annoying… 

Suddenly, the armor made a clanging noise and knelt down to Owen who was complaining. 

Owen: …? What is this? 

Akira: It seems to like you. 

Cain: The armor seems to respond differently depending on the person it’s faced with.  What’s the criteria…? 

Oh right, we’re supposed to return this armor to the exhibition hall. Hey, would you mind helping us out? 

Owen: No way, I was just passing by. Good luck with that. 

Cain: Hey look, it’s staring at you like it’s waiting for instructions. Wanna try saying something?

Owen: How should I know? I’m not its master. 

With that, Owen turned on his heel and left, however the sound of armored footsteps trailed behind him, noisily. 

Owen: Shut up! At least walk quietly. 

Akira: That… is the direction of the armor exhibition hall. 

Cain: I’ll go ahead and keep an eye on them. It’d be bad if that guy’s mood changed and he destroyed the suit of armor. 

Akira: Then I’ll take a look at the exhibits around here. 

Cain: Understood. Hey, wait for me! 

I watched Cain leave before looking up at the crafts lined up on the walls. 

Then, I heard a soft and gentle voice call out to me.  

Aslan: Master Sage. 

When I turned around, I was met with a pair of straight amber eyes. Aslan smiled gently, put his hand on his chest, and bowed gracefully. 

Akira: Mr. Aslan 

Aslan: I apologize for approaching you while you are occupied. The other day I failed to even introduce myself properly… 

In addition, I heard that the Sages Wizards are personally overseeing the safety of the venue. How can I express my gratitude? 

Akira: Please don’t worry, there’s no need for that at all! 

I’m pretty sure that everyone is still enjoying the event, even while on patrol. Of course, I am as well. 

Aslan: Oh, I’m relieved to hear that. That’s what I thought as well, everything here is quite a marvelous sight isn’t it? 

Akira: Yes, definitely. There are still many areas I have yet to visit, though. Is Luka here with you today?

Aslan: She’s probably somewhere in the venue. That girl is quite absent minded and fickle. 

Just when you think she’s disappeared, she appears again suddenly. That’s why you can’t really leave her alone… 

Akira: (That kind of sounds like everyone back at the manor. They are Wizards, after all…) 

Aslan: She’s kind of like… a cat. 

Akira: Yes. 

Aslan: Oh, sorry for the weird example. 

Akira: Not at all! Actually, I thought the same. 

Aslan: Is that so? 

Akira: Yes! 

Involuntarily, my face breaks into a smile. Though we’d only known each other for a short while, our similar thoughts made me feel close to him. 

Akira: Wizards are blithe and free. Honestly, sometimes I feel jealous of that. Because they are people who value their hearts…

Aslan: I know what you mean! Sometimes, I wish that I could live like that too. 

Ah, honestly, it’s a little strange to be able to share my feelings with you like this. 

Aslan, who seemed a little excited, let out a sigh to compose himself. 

Aslan: Umm… do you ever have a hard time being with the wizards? 

Akira: …Well… I can’t really say it out loud but… sometimes…

I answered shyly, scratching my cheek. 

Aslan gave me a mischievous smile in return. 

Aslan: We’re the same, then. * 

His amber eyes narrowed, making him look younger. 

At first, I had been a little nervous speaking to him because he was the son of a noble family, but his friendly smile made him seem like an ordinary young man, just like Cain and the others. 

Akira: (I can’t believe I’m able to share such a secret story with someone who also shares their days with wizards.) 

But… Luka is really amazing, being able to create a world like that despite being so young. 

Even the long-lived wizards were surprised. Of course, Luka’s painting skills are remarkable, but the subjects of the paintings themselves are all very rare. 

Did she research the spirits and phantom beasts for her picture books from literature? 

When I asked my question, Aslan’s eyes widened a little. However, he immediately smiled kindly and shook his head. 

Aslan: No, actually… it’s the world she sees.

Akira: ? 

Translator’s notes: 

*同士 can also mean “companion”, “comrade”, “friend”.  An argument could be made for an alternative translation. The original sentence is “同士、ですね。” 

As always, I hope you enjoyed reading, and please let me know if you spot any mistakes! 

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