Mahoyaku Jugoya 2024 Voice Lines: 

Translator’s Note:

• Jugoya literally means The 15th Night 
  • 十五夜: 十 = Ju = 10, 五 = Go = 5, 夜 = yoru (ya) = night. 
• In the year 2024, Jugoya falls on September 17th.
• According to Japan Unseen, this is because the historical callender marks Juugoya as August 15th, but the date changes every year using the Gregorian Calendar. 

Central Wizards: 

Oz: The moon tonight is so beautiful that it is disgusting. 

Arthur: Perhaps I should refrain from saying this, however…there are times when I cannot help but admire that large moon…

Cain: I remember you saying this world’s moon is big. What’s it like having a sky with such a small moon?

Riquet: There is a clear view of the moon through the big dining room windows late at night. Would you like to come see it with me tonight?

Northern Wizards: 

Snow: The fifteenth night is an evening to drink with the moon as a backdrop… I see, it seems there is yet another fun festival in store for us tonight.  

White: Sage, I often see you often gaze up at the moon. I wonder if perhaps the moons we each see differ from one another. 

Mithra: Sigh… I really will kill you one day. 

Owen:  Why is it that the moon is feared by all? …Even though it's so beautiful. 

Bradley: If that moon weren’t the “Great Calamity”, I’d’ve loved to try drinking to it. 

Eastern Wizards: 

Faust: Hmph, tonight seems to be another unnecessarily beautiful moonlight night. 

Shino: I don’t think I can enjoy watching that calamity. 

Heathcliff: Of course, I love the sight of sunlight filtering through the trees during the day, but the way the moon’s sunlight hits the leaves at night is lovely as well… Ah, “moon’s sunlight” doesn’t quite make sense does it…?

Nero: That's the “Great Calamity”; so pretty you can hardly believe it. 

Western Wizards: 

Shylock: For the troublesome man whose love for the moon destroyed him, it seems to be a joyful night. 

Murr: It looks like the moon is pretty close today. But if you get too close, you’ll be pushed back. 

Chloe: Do you think the moon has a family? Two “calamities” would be pretty scary, but sometimes I wonder if it ever gets lonely…

Rustica: Master Sage, I heard the moon in your world is quite small. Perhaps it is still a child?

Southern Wizards: 

Figaro: Don’t you think tonight’s moon is abominably beautiful?

Rutile: The moon is shining more brightly than usual tonight. Despite the fact that it’s so beautiful, why… 

Lennox: Something so beautiful robbed our companions of their lives… I don’t really want to think about it. 

Mitile: The moon looks so pretty tonight! I’m a little scared, but for some reason I feel like making a wish. 

The True Meaning of Iron in the Blood of the Fallen: 

Part 3: 

(Location: Central Kingdom, Magic Manor, Common Room, Night Time)

Faust: So you’re already familiar with it, Sage. Shino also seems to have done a great job preparing. 

At that time, the Valcy had spread its roots underneath the entire city, and was on the verge of annihilating it. 

The person who stopped that was the Bernard Family’s head. 

Mitile: Then, was he a wizard? 

Shino: No, he was a human. 

Mitile and Akira: What?! 

Akira: Is it possible for humans to hunt monsters…? 

Shino: Who knows. But that’s what the book says, anyways. 

Arthur: The history books I have studied say the same. 

I’d thought perhaps he had aquired the help of a Wizard or used some other means to gain an advantage, but there are no records of such events. 

Faust: Not all history is recorded accurately: especially during times of chaos. 

Humans cannot wield magic. Even if they chant words that appeal to the spirits, they will not respond. 

In the end those words are just spells. Facing fierce magical beasts alone is beyond human capacity. 

Akira: I see… has the story changed over time, then? 

Shino: It’s a pretty common legend anyways. Actually it looks like he didn’t actually defeat the beast, just sealed it away. 

This is what they used to cast it.

Shino traced the pages of the book in his hands. 

In the page, there was a picture of a large object shaped like spread wings on a single solemn alter. 

Mitile: is this where the Valcy is sealed?

Shino: Yeah. This is “The Medal of Sincerity”. The jewel in the middle is where the Vlacy is sealed. 

It has a complicated structure with several layers of barriers and seals to stop it from breaking. 

Apparently the duty of gaurding it has been passed down through generations of Bernard Family Heads. 

Shino spoke quietly, like a child talking about their heroes. 

He looked up at Faust, still standing behind him, with eyes full of anticipation. 

Shino: Hey, Faust. If I ask that guy, do you think I can see the real thing? 

Faust: That guy…? You mean the boy you caught earlier? 

Mitile: The person who stole Murr’s wallet…? 

I wouldn’t go out of my way to meet someone who does bad things like that. 

Shino: I don’t think so. 

Mitile: Why?

Shino: In order to survive, there are times when you can’t keep pretending. I was the same way. 

Mitile was stunned speechless. 

Shino’s back was straight and his eyes were clear. The pride of having survived all alone was reflected in his stance. 

Shino: My dirty past won’t ever change, but I’m not the same person I was back then. 

I want to see how impressive the medals handed down through the Bernard family are. 

Someday, I want one that’s even cooler than all of them. 

Mitile: Shino, I… 

Shino: If you’re going to apologize, I won’t listen. You and I just have different ways of living. 

Though his words sounded like they were pushing others away, they were clear, as if he was making a joke. 

The air surrounding the two boys relaxed. The image of a boy in torn clothes standing among them came to mind. 

Akira and Arthur: Aboyt that boy… ah. 

Akira: I apologize for speaking over you. You were going to say something?

Arthur: Yes… he seemed quite concerned about the incidents in that city. 

Faust: The serial attacks? Didn’t he mention that several incidents happened in quick succession? 

Arthur: Yes. Somehow though… from the way he spoke, I think he might know something more about those incidents. 

Shino: …? Does that mean he’s involved? 

Arthur: It is not that I wish to doubt him, but he was the one who warned us not to stay in the city for fear of more casualties. 

As a member of an esteemed family, it is possible he said this out of concern for the public good, but… as the victim in the situation, his phrasing struck me as odd. 

Akira: That’s right… 

Mitile: …In the first place, why is someone like him living like that? 

If he was born to a family like that, shouldn’t he have a mansion and be admired by everyone…? 

Shylock: It isn’t particularly uncommon for noble families to fall. 

Just as there is no flower that does not wither, so too does glory never last. 

Murr: Shylock is eloquent as always! 

Akira: Shylock! And Murr too. 

Shino: You guys sure like appearing out of nowhere. 

Shylock: Fufu, I enjoy spending my time as I please. 

Rather, it seems this is the perfect place to enjoy dessert after dinner. 

Would you like some tea to go along with your sweets? 

Murr: I want a drink! I’ve been upside down for so long I’m starting to get thirsty! 

Shylock: have you tried turning around and pointing your head towards the ceiling? It’s likely because of the blood rushing to your head. 

And Murr, you are the one offering the tea. We came here to apologize for the commotion the other day. 

Murr: That’s right! Let’s have fun giving it out and have fun drinking it too! 

Murr waved his finger and the tea poured out into several cups. 

Faust: You’re not just here to apologize, Shylock. You were worried about the boy too, weren’t you? 

Shylock: My, perceptive aren’t you? 

The Bennet family is one family whose status slowly declined but… in that boy’s case, it seems something more dramatic has occurred. 

When Shylock raised his hand up, a delicate, colorful plate appeared. 

On top of it, colorful sablés appeared, overlapping with one another. He placed it on the table and sat down on the sofa. 

Shylock: When life changes, people usually adjust in stages. 

But… that boy didn’t seem used to his lifestyle at all. 

People rarely lose everything overnight. 

Murr: Also, we heard your story! The monster House Bernard sealed was the Valcy, right? 

That’s an extremely high-level monster, you know. You’d need a ton of spirit* to fight off something like that! 

Shino: Spirit? 

Faust: The key is a strong will. You’ll need it in most situations.

Arthur and Mitile: Spirit…

Akira: Wow, it suddenly became a matter of willpower. 

Faust: It makes sense. If one firmly believes that they are a servant of justice who must not give in to evil… 

By utilizing the correct strategies and affirming his will, he manipulated both his body and his mind to confront and overcome the Valcy. 

Shino: Cool. Faust, say that one more time, I wanna try too. 

Faust: You never listen seriously. I’m serious: if you fall prey to a Valcy without the right convictions, you’ll lose both your mind and your body. 

When that happens, you’ll become a blood-feeding monster, just like it. 

Akira: Ah…

My voice raises in horror at his words.

Murr, who was lounging in the air beside me, raised his index finger, and poked my temple. 

Murr: Valcy are famous for luring humans out with sweet scents and mysterious sounds before pouncing and sucking their blood. 

When that happens, the Valcy’s poison enters the body and the human is overcome with the urge to drink blood. 

Akira: People… drink other’s blood? 

Murr: Yep! It’s only a matter of time before the  extremely abnormal drives the victim mad. 

When that happens, the Valcy calls the victim back to its cocoon and sucks all their blood. That’s how it grows. 

Mitile: It keeps getting creepier and creepier… 

Shino: What a freaky story, it must’ve been some monster. 

Arthur: Even if it is a magical beast, the idea of attacking people and changing their very being… 

Akira: (To have your blood feasted on and even be cursed to become just like the monster that attacked you… the Valcy really are like the legendary Vampires of my world…) 

Shylock: After securing some history books, it became clear that is exactly the reason why the achievements of the Bernard Family’s former head are so glorious. 

For a legendary creature like the Valcy… to remain sealed to this day is no small feat. 

Murr: But no sealing technique can last forever. Maybe the secret passed down through the family heads is the key to maintaining it? 

Shino: A secret technique… like what? 

Murr: I dunno! But there are a lot of weird things about that town: The Valcy, the street attacks, and the wallet got fuller too! 

Everyone: …What?

Murr: When I got my wallet back from the boy, there was a little more inside! 

I wonder if his funds got mixed with mine when it dropped on the road? 

Akira: That’s terrible… we should go find him and give it back. 

Shylock: This must be causing him some trouble. 

Shino: That’s fine with me, I wanted to go back and get lemon pie anyways. 

Let’s ask him to show us his medals too, if you’re curious maybe you can even check on the seal while where there.

Arthur: I’d also like to accompany everyone. 

I’d love to hear more about him of course, but I’d also like to ask about the incidents. 

Murr: Yay~! We’re all going out again! 

Mitile: U-um… is it alright if I go too? 

Shino: Why? Do you also want lemon pie? 

Mitile: Well, there’s that too but… if his situation is like everyone says it is, like Shino’s was, then he may not be such a bad person right? 

I judged him too fast without knowing anything, but… if there’s something I can do to help him, then I’d like to do that! 

Shino: …Is that so? Then you come too. 

Mitile: Thank you! 

Arthur: Master Sage, I look forward to working with you! 

Akira: I am as well! It’s better to go as soon as we can so… 

Faust: Wait. 

Shino: What? 

Faust: If you’re planning on visiting that town and the boy’s mansion, you’ll need to prepare. 

Can you give me some time? 

Translator’s note: 

*気概 translates to will or fighting spirit, not to be confused with the magical spirits that allow wizards to cast magic. 

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The True Meaning of Iron in the Blood of the Fallen: 

Part 1: 

(Location: Central Kingdom, Magic Manor, Library, Night Time)

One night, I went to the library to look for a pen I’d forgotten. 

Akira: (Oh? There’s light leaking from under the door. It’s pretty late, I wonder if anyone is still there...) 

As I peeked into the room, Saku-chan, who was floating around my shoulders, moved to copy my movements. 

Shino, Mitile, and Arthur: Zzz…zzz…

The three sleeping boys were Shino, Arthur, and Mitile. 

Pens, notebooks, and textbooks, were spread between their sleeping forms. 

Mitile: *Muttering*... Jeez… Dr. Figaro... 

Arthur: Lord Oz… the star-shaped pot-au-feu carrots were wonderful... 

Shino: Hehe, look at me, Faust... 

Akira (Hehe, it looks like they’re dreaming. But if they stay here, they might catch a cold…) 

Shino: Hm…? 

Mitile: *Yawn* 

Arthur: … ah, Master Sage? 

Akira: Oh, I’m glad you’re up! Just now, I was wondering if I should wake you. 

Were you all studying together? 

Shino: Yeah, there’s a test in class tomorrow. This is the final push. 

Mitile: Shino wants to surprise Faust by getting a good score! 

I also have a test coming up, so we were reviewing together. 

Arthur: When I heard about their study session, I requested to join as well. 

We were quizzing each other just now, but it seems we fell asleep without realizing. 

Akira: On top of our missions, you’re all doing your best to study too… you’re all amazing! 

Shino: Well, yeah. I used to think lectures were a meaningless waste of time but… I’ll to anything to become stronger. I don’t want regrets when I die. 

Shino flipped through the book in front of him. 

In the past, I might’ve been surprised to see him at a desk, but now it’s different. 

Underground waterways. Artificial wizards. I’m not surprised because I know of the deadly battles he’s overcome. 

Suddenly, Shinto’s grave expression shifted to a mischievous grin. 

Shino: Look, Sage. 

Akira: Woah?! What exactly is… this? 

A picture made of frightening brushstrokes covered the page he’d pointed to. 

A huge red mass covered the center, connected by long thin threads, like a spider web. 

Surrounding it, were people folded on top of each other, as if tangled in the strange threads. 

Akira: Is this… a red cocoon…?  

Arthur: Yes, this type of magical creature has been passed down through legend since ancient times. 

Though as the number of humans increases, they are forced out of their homes. I hear not many still live… 

Mitile: It seems tomorrow’s test will be about the ecology of magical creatures! 

Shino is particularly good at this. 

Shino: Yeah. This monster emits a sweet scent and makes mysterious noises in order to attract humans into its domain. 

Then, it extends thin, thread-like tendrils that suck the blood of any who approach. 

Akira: Sucks their blood… does the creature in this cocoon grow by using human blood as nutrients? 

Arthur: I believe so. They appear out of nowhere, build a nest, and spend a long time inside their cocoon…

In most cases, they are exterminated during that time, so few records exist of their actual appearance. 

Mitile: That’s kind of creepy, a blood sucking monster with an unknown appearance…

Akira: It’s almost like a scary urban legend… it’s creepy because you don’t know what you’re looking for…

Shino: Don’t worry. If it’s just a big lump, I’ll cut it in half in one strike. 

Arthur, Akira, and Mitile: So cool! 

Shino: Hehe, that’s right. Though just to be safe, let’s review one more time. 

Arthur: Yes, I’ll join you as well! 

Mitile: Me too! 

Akira: I see everyone still has energy! In that case, I’ll bring you some tea and sweets for your study session! 

Shino: Oh, that’s really nice of you. 

I got a ton of sleep so this’ll be fun. 

I’m looking forward to the test tomorrow.

(Location: Central Kingdom, City of Honor, Day Time)

A few days later. 

Akira: Shino, once more, thank you for your hard work! 

Arthur: What a wonderful outcome! It’s probably the best score so far. 

Shino: Well classroom lectures are nothing compared to hands-on practice. Experience and are important too. 

Faust: Don’t get too comfortable just because everything worked out this time. Though certainly, it was quite an exceptional score. 

Saku-chan: …! 

Akira: I think Saku-chan is praising you. You worked hard together, right? 

Shino: If it’s an achievement that even a spirit can understand, it means I deserve a great reward, right Faust? 

Faust: Well, you did perform exceptionally. Are there any famous lemon pie shops around here? 

Akira: Arthur recommended one. It’s only a little further down that way, but I didn’t know there was a town like this nearby. 

It’s probably because of the old buildings, but there’s a really calm, nice atmosphere. 

Arthur: That is because the “City of Honor” is a city with a long and rich history. 

The lemon pie shop I visited on my last incognito visit was delicious, so I’d love to recommend it to you, Shino. 

Shino: It’s probably not as good as Lady Blanchett’s, but I can try it and see if it compares. 

Let’s bring some for Mitile too, he has a test today too, after all. 

White: Hello everyone! I apologize for the wait! 

Oz: … 

Akira: White, Oz. 

Arthur: Welcome back! Were you able to buy the heart-shaped churros? 

White: Everything went smoothly, but afterwards, something caught my eye, and we ended up on a detour, right Oz? 

Oz: I was only there to carry your baggage. 

White: Don’t say such dreary things. Once in a while, it’s nice to tour a new city together. 

We’ll return to the Manor with the new sweets we bought. 

And, aren’t you planning to partake in Snow’s afternoon tea, while he keeps an eye on the Northern Wizards? 

Oz: Have you only just now received this news? 

Faust: Honestly, I was under the impression that Oz was invited here by Arthur but… 

Arthur: No, I was the one who extended the invitation. 

This town boasts many beautiful historic buildings, so I thought Lord Oz could enjoy it as well. 

Besides, we’ve all undertaken so many missions as of late, so it’d be nice if we could use this opportunity to rest. 

Oz: …You are who continues to carry out official duties. 

Once you have settled your business, rest early today. 

Arthur: I will! 

White: He’s not so obedient anymore though~ 

Shino: … 

Akira: Shino, is something wrong? 

When I looked over, I saw Shino standing in front of a store. 

The elegant shop was lined with delicately decorated stationary, colored glass, lamps, and tableware. 

Shino reached for the corner of a shelf and traced the cover of a book. 

Shino: “Bernard’s Legend of Heroes”…

Akira: Bernard… is that the title of the book? Is it some kind of biography? 

Faust: It’s a heroic legend passed down through this city. There should be records of it in the Central Country’s history books. 

Arthur: Indeed. Bernard is the name of a famous general who ruled this area during revolutionary times. 

In honor of his bravery, this town was named after his achievements. 

Shino: A hero whose deeds were published and whose name remains even today… did you ever meet him, Faust? 

Faust: Not really, his time was years before I was born. 

Shino: Hm… 

Shino picked up the book and flipped through the pages before turning it around and tracing the cover once more. 

Faust: …Alright. I’ll buy it for you, so be sure to read it. 

Shino: Are you sure? 

Faust: Reading is a good habit, so take this chance to develop it… 

???: Wait, wait! 

*thump* 

Oz: …

???: … ow! 

A boy jumped out of a nearby alley, and slammed into Oz. 

Immediately, coins scattered in all directions. 

Oz: … 

???: … S-sorry… 

Akira: Are you alright? Let me help you with your money… 

???: No, I can do it myself…! 

The boy, who looked at Oz with fear, before crouching down to collect his coins, seemed to be around Shino and Arthur’s age.

Murr: Oh? It’s Master Sage! 

Shylock: Oh? It seems everyone has gathered together. 

Akira: I didn’t expect to see you both here… 

White: What? Have you ever visited this town before? 

Murr: Yep! Im chasing this kid right now! 

He took my wallet~! 

Akira and Arthur: What?! 

Boy in a hat: ah, no, this is…

Shino: Are you a pickpocket? 

Shino grabbed the shaking boy’s wrist, before turning him around. 

Boy in a hat: ! 

Murr: Ah, Shino caught him! 

Shino: How unfortunate for you. You should be more careful about choosing your targets. 

Faust: Shino, don’t be too rough. 

Shino: Yeah, I know. 

Shylock: Wonderful, what a bright and youthful look. 

Shino: Thank you. What business did you have in this town? 

Shylock: We came to stock up on alcohol and visit our favorite cafe. There are many hideaways in such an old town. 

That’s where we had an unexpected encounter with this young man. 

White: I see, but you aren’t the type to allow yourself to be robbed. 

You could’ve stopped anything with magic. Don’t play around with his heart too much. 

Akira: What…?  

Murr: After all, that kid picked up the wallet that I just happened to drop, and started messing with it. 

Peeking inside, looking around, with changing expressions, behaviors, and gazes…

Wouldn’t it be a shame to stop the movements of the heart that manifest in all sorts of ways? 

Faust: So you purposefully allowed him to take it? 

Murr: Yes? When I called out to him just before he was gonna stuff it in his pocket, he freaked out and ran away. 

I felt like chasing so I did! 

Shylock: It’s like watching a cat in front of a mouse. 

I am at fault for failing to stop him sooner. Allow me to apologize on Murr’s behalf. 

Akira: Not at all but… why would you do something like theft? 

The boy probably realized that he couldn’t escape, so he stopped struggling. 

His deep gray eyes peeking out from the brim of the hat caught sight of Arthur, and he gasped. 

Boy in a hat: You are… 

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Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 11

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

Murr: Ahaha! Your sugar got eaten!! 

Rutile: Well, it’s fine, I can still release make more! <Ortnik>...... 

Shino: No. Great job, Mithra. 

Akira What? 

Arthur: That’s right. See Luka? He ate one and he’s fine. 

Luka: …

Luka shrank back and lowered her eyes at the sudden attention. She didn’t look scared, but confused. 

Akira: Luka... Can I have one too? 

Large lilac eyes blinked twice as I gently picked up the sugar that Rutile remade and bring it to my mouth. 

Akira: ...Yes, it's delicious. Rutile sugar has a gentle taste. 

Rutile: Is that so? I'm happy to hear it. 

Once Luka saw this, she timidly picked at the sugar, and with slightly trembling hands, brought it to her mouth. 

I could hear the cute sound of sugar rolling in her little mouth. 

Luka: …! 

It’s delicious... 

Immediately, Luka’s expression softened and,like a flower blossoming suddenly, the air around her became soft. 

Aslan: Luka… 

Rutile: So you liked it! Luka, I'm so happy to see you smile. Your smile is probably better than sweet sugar: I think it has the power to cheer someone up! 

Arthur: Indeed. And isn’t her complexion looking a little better? 

Heathcliff: I think so. She’s not so pale anymore… I’m glad everything worked out. 

Aslan: Thank you, everyone… It's been a while since I've seen her look like this. 

Isn’t that wonderful, Luka? Let’s thank everyone for their kindness. 

Shino: Look, isn’t this one of a kind? 

Shino used magic to pick up the fallen picture and hand it to Luka. The ivy that had been writhing around had since calmed down. 

Shino: It's an important picture book. 

Luka: …Yes, thank you.

Shino: Hehe, you're welcome. 

Murr: Hey, where's the sparkle from earlier? 

Heathcliff: Sparkle? 

Murr: The sparkles in every color of the rainbow! Didn't everyone see it? 

Akira: Rainbow-colored... did it look like a magic powder? 

Murr: Yes, that! Where did it disappear to?

Luka: Ah… 

Looking confused, she hid behind Aslan's back again, holding the picture book in her arms. 

Murr: Well, then. I’ll give you more sugar!

<Ernul Ranbul> 

When Muru chanted a spell, a large amount of sugar fell from the ceiling. 

Like rain illuminated by the sunrise, Like stars falling from the sky, Like petals blown along by a whimsical spring breeze.

It fell gently down on her. 

Luka: …!! 

Luka took a deep breath as her big eyes opened even further, sparkling as they caught the reflection of the sugar. 

The expressions on the wizards' faces were strange, though naturally, I couldn’t look away from her. Rutile, standing next to me, was also captivate by the dazzling encounter. 

Murr: Hey, wont you tell me? 

Luka: …Um…

Oz: What is going on here? 

Arthur: Lord Oz! 

Luka: …! 

Luka gasped and ran off, her silver hair swaying as she left. 

Akira: Luka! 

Aslan: ...I apologize on her behalf!. 

Aslan bowed his head slightly, and followed after Luka. 

Murr: Huh? Even though she seemed to like Sugar. I guess Oz's face was too scary!

Shino: In any case, what should we do? There's a sea of ​​sugar all over the floor. 

Akira Oh, that’s right! 

Arthur: We must clean it up quickly. There are still other visitors here…

Mithra: Dis kina creening isn oo ad *Crunch crunch* 

Heathcliff: Um… Mithra, what did you say just now? 

Rutile: “This kind of cleaning isn’t too bad”… that’s great to hear! 

Murr: Let’s fix it quickly with magic! <Earnul Ranbul> ! 

Oz: … 

While Murr chanted his spell, Oz stared silently in the direction Luka had run. 

Akira: Is something wrong, Oz? 

Oz:  That girl seemed strange to me. It is as if something that is supposed to be there is not... or perhaps it has not yet sprouted? 

Akira: It hasn't sprouted...? 

Oz: The source of all magical power……. the heart.

I slowly thought over Oz's words in my mind. 

I looked at him questioningly, but he simply shook his head, swinging his long hair. 

Oz: This is merely hypothetical. Magic comes from the heart. 

More importantly, Sage, did you not hear that child’s story from that amber-eyed man? 

Young wizards struggle with controlling their magic and are easily confused. 

The twins are in charge of security at this exhibition. Just to be safe, I recommend reporting this incident. 

(Location: ???, ???)

Luka: Hey, Roxy. Do you know Sugar? 

A sparkling sweet lump like a star created by Wizards. 

I wonder if I could make some too. 

I've never done it before, so I don't know how but... 

Hey, Roxy... My head is spinning, and I… feel restless all the time…

I don’t have much time left. 

I have to finish the picture book as soon as possible.

After all, Aslan has worked so hard. 

I don't know what I want to do. After all, once the picture book is completed... 

The whole time I’ve been here it’s been so warm I almost thought I was back inside the egg but, right now I feel warm inside too. 

Hey, where is the boundary between outside and inside? 

If I stay here, I wonder if I’ll melt into this world like sugar candy.

Sweet, sweet, sugar candy. 

Like the sugar I ate earlier... 

Sweet… crisp... sparkling... 

More… more…

(Location: Magic Manor, Living Room, Central Kingdom, Afternoon)

Snow: I see… in other words, the world depicted in picture books is neither a fantasy nor a fabrication of literature…

White:  But instead what a young girl named Luka actually saw through her eyes. 

After returning to the Manor, I visited the twins with Oz, Arthur, and Rutile. 

Akira: That’s correct. I didn't ask Luka herself, but that is what I heard from Aslan. 

Apparently, she’s possessed these special powers since he was very young. 

Rutile: Besides, when I saw Luka staring at an empty space, I heard her calling out for someone named "Roxy". 

Snow and White: Roxy?

Rutile: Please take a look at this. 

When Rutile opened the picture book, an illusion spilled out and a fluffy, rainbow-colored creature appeared. 

Rutile: This is Roxy. In the picture book, she is depicted as a dear friend of a young girl. 

White: Somehow, this is truly… a creature worthy of the title “mythical creature”. 

Roxy is probably the name that that child bestowed upon it. 

However, ‘tis rumored that this species no longer exists in this era. They have gone extinct. 

Very little has been recorded about this species.  In the first place, they were always rarely spotted. 

Akira: Now that I look closely… the creature by Luka’s side must have been Roxy. 

Rutile: Yes, not the one depicted in this picture book, but the real Roxy... 

White: Hmm. What do you think, Oz? You must have observed the girl in person. 

Oz: Her magic was weak. However, she had a strange presence. 

It would not be surprising if she had a connection with such a creature.

Snow and White: Oh…

(Location: Magic Manor, Shylock’s Bar, Central Kingdom, Night Time)

Shylock: I see… so she was able to draw such a details World because she’d witnessed it for herself. 

Word of Luka’s special powers quickly spread throughout the Magic Manor. 

The topic was also discussed at Shylock's bar. 

Shylock: I must say I am quite interested in this world that the rest of us are incapable of viewing. I would love to speak to her about it. 

Shylock's eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth turned up as he smoked from his pipe. I was taken aback by his bewitching expression.

Shylock: Master Sage? Your face looks red. Even though I haven't given you any alcohol, have you gotten drunk, perhaps? 

Akira N-no! Umm... 

Rustica: Maybe you were the one who got drunk, Shylock, with that sweet smile. 

Bradley: I'm sure this’d be too harsh on a child's tongue, though. 

Shylock: Oh? It’s an honor. In that case, allow me to provide this service for you. 

Looking at the glass Shylock held out to him, Bradley smiled, showing his canines.

Bradley: Hey, shopkeeper. What are you trying to do with me by serving me such hard liquor? 

Shylock: I would like to introduce you to the comfortable world of drunkenness. Though, I don't imagine you to be the type who gets drunk on alcohol. 

Bradley: You certainly have an interesting hobby. Fine, I'll go out with you. *

Clearing his throat, Bradley grinned and tipped his glass.  

At the end of the counter, where a light drinking competition had begun, Faust sat at the bar. 

Faust: However, I had no idea that Luca Carol was such a young witch. 

Rustica: I was quite surprised as well. But I'm sure there is a mysterious world that can only be reflected through pure eyes. 

I hear that young children are particularly sensitive to such things. 

Akira: Snow and White also said that childhood is the time when most people, whether humans or wizards, have special powers unconditionally. 

I've heard stories like that back in my world as well. 

Faust: That's probably right. The degree varies from person to person, but children tend to possess sensibilities that adults lack.

Though they’re too young to handle them properly, all their senses are excellently sharp. 

However, there are not even a handful of people who retain these traits as they grow into adults. That girl must have had a hard time not having many people who understood her. 

Akira: Yes… it seems she didn’t have a very good environment until she was taken in by Aslan. 

Apparently her struggles stemmed from others seeming her mysterious world to be “creepy”…

Owen: No matter how weak she is, she's still a witch. What is there to struggle with?

Akira: Owen… 

Owen, who was sitting on the sofa, leaned heavily against the backrest, arching his body. 

He turned his head in my direction and continued speaking.  

Owen: Even if a Wizard is abandoned, they can live on their own. 

It’d be fine to just wield that special power to keep others away or make them fear you. 

Translator’s note: 

*I kid you not, he said “付き合ってやるよ”. I did some research and in this context “付き合っ” means “date” and “てやるよ” would mean “I will”, so congratulations ShyBrad/ BradShy shippers! 

As always, I’m still learning the language so if anyone more qualified than me objects to this translation, please let me know so I can fix it :) 

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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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Sincerely, a Rainbow of stories for you: 

Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 7

Figaro: That plan sounds good. That cunning tendency you two have, I don't hate it. 

Snow: Then feel free to join us, Figgie. 

White: We’ll go all out to win everyone over! 

Snow & White: Yay! 

Figaro: As you should. After all, we are “good” wizards. 

Following the fading sounds of chattering voices disappearing into the back of the venue were Murr and Shylock. 

Murr: Hey, do you think it would be easier to win over the guests if something terrible happened? 

Shylock: That may be the case. However, to wish for such a thing before an incident even occurs... 

Murr: Do I have to stay out of trouble? 

Shylock: Not at all. You are free to do as you wish. 

I’d never wish for such an incident but… the immorality of expecting such an event is irresistibly tempting. 

Murr: What a nice expression! Incidents are exciting! 

Shylock: Fufu. However, that may not be our role this time. I’m afraid it’d be all too easy to forget what is expected of us while engrossed in these strange exhibits. 

Murr: Well, that’s fine! It's a waste not to enjoy the fun things in front of you before they’re gone! 

Shylock: Yes, let's go. To truly enjoy this invitation. 

A few paces ahead of them was Faust. Lennox's large shadow trailed not far behind him. 

Faust: I don't really feel like going through with this, but... it can't be helped now that we’ve already accepted. 

It would be inconvenient if something were to happen and they blamed us for not being able to handle it.

Lennox: Once again, your words are misleading, Lord Faust. You mean to participate in order to spare the younger wizards from criticism in case of an emergency. 

Faust: You’re wrong. 

Lennox: I have a rough idea of ​​the venue’s security arrangements. I do not believe there are any weak points. 

Faust: I thought the same... it's a pretty large venue, so it seems the magical exhibits are scattered throughout. Let's go up to the top floor, and make our rounds as we head down. 

Lennox: I will accompany you.

Faust: Very well. If anything unusual occurs, I’ll investigate first. While I do that, you should guide visitors away from the area… wait no. Why are you even following me? Go somewhere else. 

Lennox: If an incident does occur, I believe it would be best to respond in the way you suggested. 

Faust… 

Lennox: Should I leave? 

Faust: I understand, do as you like. 

Lennox: Thank you, I will. 

Nero: Y’know, Riquet, the party on the last day will have a buffet. 

Riquet: What is a buffet? 

Bradley whistled as he snatched the informational pamphlet that Nero attempted to show Rike out of his hands. 

Bradley: Y’ take as much food as you want ‘nd pile it onto yer plate. 

Which ones to choose… well, isn't this a large selection? As long as I can eat my fill, I don't mind attending the party at least. 

Riquet: Getting to eat everything I want… I feel as though I will fall into depravity. 

Bradley: What’s wrong with that? You’ve never been to a place like this before, right? You should just do whatever you like.

Riquet: I will not. And it’s easier to lose your way among so many options. 

Nero: That’s fine. There are lots’o high quality options ‘ere, and it’s yer dinner, so it’s okay to indulge for a bit. 

Riquet: …Really? 

Nero: I’m sure they’ll also have your favorite: Bread Pudding. 

Riquet: Will you make it for me? 

Nero: I don’t make the food here though… 

Riquet: Is that… so… 

Nero: The chefs ‘ere ‘re better ‘nd more skilled than me. 

Riquet: But I like your cooking.  

Nero: Haha, it’s an honor. If y’ find anything y’ like let me know and I’ll make it when we get back to the house. 

Bradley: Oh, isn't that nice? I guess you’ll need to try a whole bunch o’ new things. 

Riquet: Okay! 

Mithra: That is what a buffet is. If you do not finish every dish laid out for you, you will be killed.

Mitile: What?! No one’s going to die! All you have to do is pick out as much food as you like and eat it. 

Mithra: How much is “as much as you like”? Does that mean I can eat it all myself? 

Mitile: According to the rules, there’s nothing wrong with that, but it's not good to keep everything to yourself. We all have to share with each other. 

Mithra: Well, it will depend on my mood. Where is the buffet displayed? 

Mitile: The buffet isn’t an exhibit though… 

Owen: It doesn't matter, I'm not interested in such a small reward. Can I leave? 

Rustica: You can decide whether or not you are interested after looking around a little more. 

There may be rewards that will make you much happier than parties and luxurious meals. 

Chloe: That's right, it’d be a waste to miss a reward just because you left early. 

Owen: There’s no way something that would satisfy me would be in a place like this. 

Chloe: Where would it be? 

Owen: …Somewhere? 

Rustica: If it exists somewhere in this world, it may very well be here. 

You may encounter it today, tomorrow, or even in a hundred years. 

Owen: You’re so annoying. Can I cover that noisy mouth?

Rustica: If something is going to be covered, I’d rather it be my ears. When you cover your ears, you can hear the sounds inside you echoing, right? It’s so exciting to hear the voice of your heart. Go ahead and do so. 

Chloe: Oh, everyone’s gone ahead. Look, Cain is waiting for us. 

Cain: Hey! Don’t get lost. 

Owen: Ha? Who’s lost? 

Rustica: What should we do? Are you lost? 

Owen: I’m not trying to be.* 

Chloe: Rustica gets lost all the time. 

Rustica: Haha, that’s right. But maybe I… maybe it’s because I want to get lost. Thank you, Chloe. 

Chloe: Wait, why? 

Rustica: I mean… I’m able to get lost because there’s someone looking for me. 

Arthur: What is this statue...? 

Cain: Arthur, did something happen? 

Arthur: Look at this.

Cain: What a strange statue. There are so many  tails on the body. Let’s see… the title is... "Oz"?! 

Oz: ...What has happened? 

Arthur: Lord Oz! I-it’s nothing at all. 

Oz:  You’ve seen the sculpture? 

Arthur: Oh! 

Cain: I thought it was some creepy monster, but it looks like it’s a figure of some legend about Oz. You sure have a lot of stories surrounding you, Oz.

Oz: I have no interest in what others say about me. Let the masses do as they wish.

Arthur: However...I cannot accept the display of a statue that claims to depict Lord Oz, but instead resembles a demonic beast rather than a person. I regret putting organizers in this position, but I must ask them to remove this statue... 

Cain: Huh? The statue has a numberer next to the title. This one’s nine. 

Arthur: What? 

Cain: One two three… this corner is entirely sculptures of “Oz”. 

Oz: There are roughly twenty of them. 

Arthur: The entire corner depicts legends surrounding Lord Oz… did the artists research beforehand? The quality of these statues are amazing, but... 

Oz: This one resembles the Leviathan, though the tail is now the head 

Cain: Regardless of their image, they all definitely carry a dignified presence. It's certainly a sight to see so many "Oz" statues lined up. Hey Oz, could you stand over here for a second?

Oz: … Here? 

Cain: Yep! What a cool sight. Next to all these statues, the real Oz looks like a piece of artwork.  

Arthur: … Even so, these monstrous figures do not resemble Lord Oz at all. The real Lord Oz is the coolest! 

Cain: That’s, right, he’s the best out of all of them! 

Oz: … 

Arthur: Oh! …Lord Oz, could you stand over here next? 

Oz: If that is what you desire. 

Arthur: Cain, what do you think? From this position, does it not look like Lord Oz has subjugated a gigantic monster? 

Cain Definitely. He gives off the impression of absolute power! It definitely feels like he's the pinnacle of all the other Ozs. 

Arthur: They are not Lord Oz. 

Cain: Oz definitely looks powerful... but from this pose, it looks like it’d be difficult for your opponent to give up. Oz, could you move over there next?

Oz: … 

Faust: They’ve collected so many rare gemstones from all over the world... I'm not particularly knowledgeable, but the quality of the items is apparent. It's clear the event is by an art dealer. He seems like quite a knowledgeable man. 

Lennox: The venue’s security seems to be good, too. As Lords Snow and White said, he seems to be quite an influential person. 

Nero: After all, the jewelry here is different from the ones lined up at market stalls. These ‘re every bit worth the value. 

Faust: Leno, take a look. Apparently this ore is mined in the Southern Country. It’s quite beautiful. 

Lenox: There is a lot of undeveloped land in the Southern Country. I hear the remote lands far from settlements are rich in minerals. 

Bradley: Oh, so it’s like a treasure trove lying untouched? Sounds like someone could make a profit if it was exploited. 

Nero: Brad... how long have you been here? I thought y’ left a while ago. 

Bradley: If I’d left without permission, those damned Grandpa ‘d never shut up. Even if I’m just going through the motions, I still hav’ta be ‘ere. I’m any case, that ore looks like it’ll appreciate. ‘Re things like this lying all over the south?

* I believe this line may be a colloquial expression, but I couldn’t find much on it, so I translated it as best I could. The original line is 狙ってなるものじゃないだろ (narate naru mono ja nai darou). I believe 狙ってなるもの (narate naru mono) means something you are aiming for or attempting to do. If anyone more qualified than me understands this phrase and believes that I’ve used it incorrectly, please feel free to message me so that I may correct it. Thank you :) 

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Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 5

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

Cain: I heard from Arthur that there’s a picture book drawn by a wizard author. I'd like to see it too.

Cain said, looking at the venue map in Heathcliff's hand.

Shino: Heath, didn’t you want to see a some trick? Look, it’s on the fourth floor.

Shino said, looking from Cain’s other side.

Heathcliff: It’s hard to walk with the two of you hunched over me.

It was kind of heartwarming to see them walking awkwardly like three people on four legs.

Chloe: Rutile! I asked the guide and it seems the book display is on the second floor. Luca’s picture book should also be there.

Rutile: Mitile and the others already went up to the second floor ahead of us. Let's stop to take a look at it as we make our way up the stairs.

At the end of the gentle spiral staircase, there was an exhibition hall for picture books. Several picture books were displayed on the walls.

We found Mitile and Riquet, who had arrived earlier, but when I was about to call out to them, Rutile stopped suddenly.

Akira: Rutile, is something wrong?

Rutile: Master Sage, that child…

Akira: …Ah.

I saw a familiar figure ahead, where Rutile's finger pointed.

Ahead of us, stood the lost girl from earlier and the young man who came to find her. He seemed to be talking to a well-dressed older gentleman.

Arthur: Master Sage, everyone, so you’ve arrived.

The next person to come up the stairs was Arthur, who had told us that he would head directly to the venue from Granval Castle.

In the back of the room, I spotted the figure of the older gentleman, who had turned his gaze towards us.

Arthur: I was just thinking of saying hello, so it seems I’ve arrived at the right time. The old gentleman over there…

Old Gentleman: Well, well, Prince Arthur!

Before Arthur could finish his sentence, the old gentleman noticed us and rushed over.

After bowing his head deeply, he continued in a passionate voice.

Old Gentleman: Welcome to our rural castle! I thank you for your continued support!

Arthur: There is no need to speak so formally. This time, I’ve accepted your invitation not as the Prince of the Central Country, but as a Sage’s Wizard.

I am grateful to you for extending your invitation to us. This is the Sage, and some of my fellow Sage’s Wizards.

Old Gentleman: Yes, I know very well. What an honor to be able to meet you all like this...!

I will never forget the excitement of that time for the rest of my life! I’ve heard tales of your other exploits as well!

Oh, brave young heroes, thank you so much for saving the central country, and for working hard every day to save the world!

The younger wizards all responded to the handshake extended by the old gentleman.

Chloe: I-it’s an honor to meet you as well!

Mitile: We’re all so happy to have been invited!

Old Gentleman: … You are the Sage, aren’t you? I had the honor of seeing you for the first time at the parade.

Akira: I am honored to hear you say that, but... the ones who worked hard for were the wizards. They were the ones who fought the Umbra Volans and the ones who saved the city and fixed the tower.

Old Gentleman: Your humbleness is charming, but please don’t downplay your own achievements too much.

Without you, the Central Capital would be a city of the dead. I would like to see you take pride in that.

His warm and strong handshake made me feel ticklish.

Akira: Thank you. It would have been nice if we could all have attended, but unfortunately, the timing wasn't convenient…

Old Gentleman: Please do not worry! I hear the Sage’s Wizards are all very busy. I hope this exhibition offers you all a chance to rest.

Then, beckoned by The Old Gentleman, the young man and little girl from earlier approached us. Rutile's gaze naturally focused on the small girl.

Rutile: Ah…

Old Gentleman: Let me introduce you to my son who is helping me with this exhibition. Say hello to the Sage.

The young man’s Amber eyes widened in surprise at the words of the Old Gentleman, as he bowed his head hurriedly.

Aslan: My name is Aslan, I sincerely apologize for my discourtesy earlier! I had no idea that Prince Arthur and the Sage had already…!

Old Gentleman: Oh, have you already exchanged greetings?

Aslan: No, earlier when I was looking for Luca… hey.

That young man, Mr. Aslan, says the same name we heard him call earlier, and looks down at the girl hiding behind him.

"Luca". At the sound of that name, the wizard’s eyes meet.

Aslan: Come on, Luca, introduce yourself.

Prompted by Aslan, the girl took a step forward, her long purple hair swaying gently.

She was a very beautiful girl, however, her ephemeral outline that seemed to almost melt into the light around her seemed somewhat unrealistic.

Luca: ….

The girl called Luka glanced at me with her big eyes and turned away.

Aslan: Luca!

She flashed the hem of her skirt and hid behind Mr. Aslan's back. Large, slightly empty eyes peeked out from behind her bangs.

Akira & Rutile & Arthur: ….

Aslan: I sincerely apologize! She is still a child, or rather... she is still so young. Please excuse her rudeness.

Her name is Luca Caroll, the author of the picture books exhibited here.

At Aslan’s words, the curiosity-filled eyes of the wizards bare into her small body.

Arthur: I see, so you are the rumored…

Shino: I suspected as much when we met earlier, but you are a witch after all.

Riquet: You are also younger than I imagined, you seem even younger than Mitile and I.

Heathcliff: But even if she looks like this, she could still be much older than us.

Cain: You’re right, we do have Lords Snow and White as examples of that.

Aslan: Haha… actually she’s grown a lot. When we first met, she was a lot younger, weren’t you, Luca?

Akira: So…

Aslan: Yes. She is the age she appears to be. I was surprised too at first, but I will never forget the shock I felt when I first saw the world she drew.

Rutile narrowed his eyes fondly and nodded at Mr. Aslan, who scratched his cheek looking a little embarrassed.

Rutile: Me too. At first glance, I fell in love with her picture books.

He turned to meet Luka’s eyes, who was looking down, and smiling softly.

Rutile: It’s nice to meet you, I'm Rutile. I am a fan of your picture books.

Luca: …

Aslan: Oh, she’s turned away again. I apologize for her shyness, I’ll have her respond to you properly…

Arthur: Please don’t worry, it’s more than enough to simply meet such a wonderful artist.

Aslan: Thank you, Prince Arthur.

Heathcliff: Um, I had a chance to see the book as well, It was truly amazing.

When I was young, I dreamed of a fantasy world, and I was able to feel that dream coming to life…

Aslan: If I'm not mistaken, you are Lord Heathcliff of the Eastern Country’s house Blanchett...?

Shino: That’s right.

Heathcliff nodded modestly next to Shino who answered immediately.

Aslan: It's a real honor to have her work recognized by such dignified individuals! Isn’t that right Luca?

Luca: Umhm

Aslan: Her works are displayed on the wall over here. Please feel free to take your time and read carefully.

Akira: Thank you! Come to think of it, I heard that there will be an exhibition of Luca’s new works...

Aslan: Oh… that’s…

Mr.Aslan turned his gaze to the central space of the exhibition hall while muttering his words.

There was a gaping empty space there.

Aslan: We’d planed to hang it there. I apologize… even though you’ve all come all the way to visit us, the exhibition hasn't been completed yet.

Arthur: What do you mean?

Aslan: It is taking a while to prepare. I am currently working on writing the acclaim, hopefully, it will be completed soon.

Luca: ….

Luca, who was looking down slightly , held her mouth tightly shut .

Akira: Is that so? Well, I look forward to the completion.

Aslan: The exhibition will be held for seven days. We will be sure to have it completed by the end of the last one.

Additionally, we are planning to host a party on the last day. I hope you have a chance to enjoy it.

After saying that, Mr.Aslan bowed his head deeply and left with Luca.

Heathcliff spoke in a low voice as we saw their retreating backs.

Heathcliff: Is that child alright? I can't put it into words, but something feels strange.

Shino: I thought so too. Her skin was also so pale, it almost looked fake.

Mitile: I agree… I don't mean this in a bad way, but she almost seemed like a doll.

Riquet: It looked like she was overwhelmed, but…

Cain: She looked like a work of art. Her presence was almost otherworldly.

Chloe: But all artists are a little bit strange, even Rustica is like that.

Arthur: Certainly, I think artists do tend to have a unique atmosphere.

I think it's wonderful to have the personality of a splendid creator at such a young age…

Rutile: ….

Rutile silently stared off into the direction in which the girl left.

Part 4
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Sincerely, a Rainbow of stories for you: 

Please Tell Me the Story of the Rainbow: Part 4

(Location: Akira’s room, Central Kingdom, Night Time)

Akira: Yes? 

Rutile: It’s Rutile. Is now a good time? 

(Sound of door opening)

On the other side of the open door stood Ruitle, holding a familiar book to his chest. 

Akira: Luka Caroll’s magical picture book….

Rutile: Prince Arthur lent it to me. If you don’t mind you you like to finish reading it together? 

Akira: Really? I’d love to! 

I invited Rutile into the room, and we sat side by side on the bed, with the book in between us. 

Rutile: I heard from Mr.Cock Robin that all of Luca Caroll’s picture books are one of a kind. 

It appears that these kinds of books are impossible to mass produce, and so she carefully draws each one using magic. 

Akira: So this book is precious. 

Rutile: That’s right. It’s the only one of its kind in the world. Just touching it makes my heart beat faster. 

Rutile gently stroked the cover of the book, as if nostalgic for an old notebook. 

Rutile: Well then, do you want to open it? 

I held my breath as Rutile’s beautiful fingers slowly turned the cover of the picture book.  

As he opened the book, rainbow colored lighted spilled from the pages like river water and spread across the carpet of the room like ink smudges. 

A gentle breeze swayed golden buds, which bloomed into flowers and started to dance in the wind. 

Mysterious creatures run across amethyst colored hills and soar through azure skies. 

A fantastic world spread across my vision, like a melody flowing from a music box. 

I held my breath at the sight as Rutile narrowed his eyes in fascination at the illusion that enveloped us. 

Akira: “Magical Picture Book” is a perfect name for this one of a kind book. 

Rutile: Truly, it's like a dream world…

Akira: What story is told in this book? I still can’t read this world’s characters…

Rutile: Ah. That’s right, sorry. The book is about a little girl who travels the world riding on the back of a butterfly-like creature. 

The mysterious creature’s name is Roxy. 

Akira: Roxy… the floating butterflies over there fit that description, right? 

Rutile: You’re right! Their fluffy bodies are cute. 

Akira: Their transparent wings are also beautiful… depending on how the light hits them, they change color! 

It’s like their dyeing the wind in color every time they flap their wings. 

Rutile: Wow Master Sage, that’s such a poetic expression!

Rutile: Roxy might not be a human or a wizard, but she’s a very important friend to this girl. 

The overflowing love that this book manages to transmit really warms my heart. 

Akira: I can’t read the story, but the flowers, grass, sky, clouds, and creatures…they’re all drawn so carefully… 

Just looking at it puts me at ease. 

This fictional world must be very important to Mr. Caroll. 

Rutile: I think so too. 

The rainbow colored butterflies floated gently through the picture book’s illusion. 

I could almost hear the twinkling sound from the bring fluttering of their wings. 

Akira: A dear friend who is neither human nor wizard… 

Like Roxy and this child, it’d be nice if wizards and humans could come to understand each other better and become friends too. 

Rutile’s encouraging nod was the motivation I needed to come to my decision. 

Akira: To that end, I’d like everyone at the manor to attend the exhibition. 

Rutile: It’s an exhibition where everyone can truly go enjoy the works on display, without distinction between humans and wizards! 

Rutile gazed at the picture book with a face full of hope as he said that. 

Akira: I’m excited! 

Rutile: I am too! 

I wonder if we’ll be able to find more works by Luca Caroll…I’m excited now, I don’t think I'll be able to sleep! 

Seeing Rutile’s jovial smile reminded me of nights I couldn’t sleep before big events. 

Rutile: Master Sage? Why are you laughing all of a sudden? 

Akira: Haha, sorry. I was just remembering times I couldn’t sleep because I was looking forward to something. 

Rutile: So even the Sage has had nights like that. 

Akira: Yeah, like… the more I tried to sleep, the more awake I was. As if my heart was… how should I put it? 

Rutile: Leaping? 

Akira: Exactly. 

Rutile: Like you can’t stop your heart from jumping around? 

Akira: Yes! 

We looked at each other and laughed. 

Akira: I think I’ve just become more excited for the exhibition. 

Rutile gently closed the picture book and held it tightly. 

Rutile: I wonder what kind of person Luca Carol is? 

Akira: I’m curious how he was able to draw such a pretty world. Snow and White didn't know much about it. 

Though, Shylock said she might be a long-lived witch. 

Rutile: Like this picture book, I’m sure he must be thoughtful and kind, though a little mischievous and cute… 

I’m sure he's a very nice person! 

(Location: ???)

???: This place is so warm. I’m sure this must be what it feels like inside of an egg. Don’t you think so? 

Warm… protected… I feel very safe. 

No… I felt safe… until now

You know Roxy, if I stay here I can meet everyone I love. Even hear them call my name… 

But you know, I’m scared. A gentle voice… a nice figure… my favorite name…

It feels like the moment I close my eyes they’ll disappear. I’m afraid to leave this place. 

I’m afraid of myself changing. 

I’m afraid of losing something much more precious. 

If this is an egg, I wonder if i have to hatch someday? 

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

A few days later, the day of the exhibition finally arrived. 

The venue, an old castle, was bustling with people. 

I, accompanied by a few wizards, look around the venue as I make my way to greet the nobles who invited us. 

Akira: What an amazing castle! Is the entire building being used for the exhibition? 

Shino: Is it even possible to see all of this in one day? 

Cain: The list of exhibits was pretty long. To think they’ve collected this much!

Heathcliff: They don’t appear to have been collected randomly. The organizer must have carefully selected the pieces he thought were good… I can feel his commitment. 

Chloe: All the guests here are so fashionable! I guess that must be because they’re interested in art. 

Ah! That embroidery is beautiful! I’d love to see it up close! 

Rutile: I’d also love to take a look! 

Rutile, who stepped forward as he said that, bumped into a shadowy figure. 

Little Girl: Oof 

Rutile: Ah, I’m so sorry! 

Little Girl: Umm… 

She appeared to be a few years younger than Mitile. 

Cain gently caught the petite girl, who looked confused. 

Cain: Are you okay? 

Little Girl: Ah…

The girl’s gaze was confused, as if dazed. Her large purple eyes swayed with anxiety. 

Riquet: Are you lost? Did you come here with someone? 

Little Girl: …. 

Mitile: You seem to be lost. Do you recognize anyone around here? 

Cain: It’s easy to get lost in such a big venue, but its alright now, you don’t have to worry. 

Chloe: Then I'll call a staff member… 

Suddenly, the girl grabs Shino’s sleeve, as he looks around with everyone. 

Shino: …? You…

Little Girl: There you are! 

I could see a young man walking towards us at a brisk pace through the crowd of people. 

He had bright blonde hair and pale amber eyes. He was probably a little older than Cain. 

Although the colors of his suit were subdued, the pattern of the shirt peaking out through the hem was stylish. 

Little Girl: …

The girl let go of Shino’s sleeve and ran up to the man. She pushed her shoulders together, as if touching in wings and hiding them behind her back. 

Young Man: I’m so glad I found you! 

Excuse us, I apologize for the inconvenience. 

Heathcliff: Are you her parent? I’m glad you found her, she seemed to be lost. 

Young Man: The second I took my eyes off of her, I lost her. Alright, let's go. 

Gently taking the girl’s hand, the young man bowed to us and left. 

Young Man: Are you okay? I’ve been feeling a little hazy lately but… are you worried about me, Luca? 

Rutile and Akira: Eh? 

Akira: (Luca… could it be?)

The back of the young man and the girl quickly disappeared into the crowd of people. 

Rutile: …

I was a little worried about the girl, but I decided to let the matter be and take a look around the hall. 

Akira: It looked impressive from the outside, but the interior is even larger than i expected. 

Heathcliff: Since the venue is so large, let’s check the map before we set off. Is there anything in particular you want to see, Sage? 

Akira: You’re right… there’s so much to see, so I’m worried we won't get to them all. 

Translator’s note: It appears that I’ve misgendered Luca. In previous chapters I referred to her as he/him, but it appears she is a girl. 

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