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In Love with this Noche of Imprisonment — Part 1
(Northern Tundra)
[Flashback starts]
Bradley: “You’re pretty damn persistent, Mia.”
Bradley: “Y’here to try and kill me again?”
Mia: “What if I am, huh?”
Mia: “You’re my prey, trash. This’ll be the day you take your last breath.”
Bradley: “Jeez, calm down for a minute, would’ja? Look here. I’ve brought you somethin’ good today.”
Bradley: “Somethin’ you’ll wanna eat almost as much as my mana.”
Mia: “What?”
Bradley: “Lookie here.”
Mia: “…Are you mocking me right now?”
Mia: “You must think I’m an idiot, trying to gift me the mere fruit of some common tree.”
Bradley: “Hey now, don’t jump to conclusions. My chef told me spoils like these are damn near unobtainable.”
Bradley: “It ain’t exactly easy to come by fancy sweets up here in the North, and these don’t taste half bad.”
Bradley: “Y’like sweet things, don’tcha?”
Mia: “…!”
Mia: “…”
Mia: “…I do like them.”
Bradley: “Glad t’hear it. We found it mixed in with some shit we stole a while back, but me n’my men don’t have any use for somethin’ so cutesy.”
Bradley: “If I’m rememberin’ right, it’s name is—”
[Flashback ends]
Mia: “…Bradley…”
Mia: “How long has it been since you were separated from these Northern lands…”
Mia: “…Ugh. Dammit, I’m furious… Just remembering it makes me so mad I want to scream.”
Mia: “…Ahh…”
Mia: “Bradley… If only I could see you again, just once more…”
Mia: “When that time comes, I’ll finally be able to—”
Bradley: “Achoo!”
Mia: “…!”
Bradley: “Tch, got sent flyin’ again… This fuckin’ injury…”
Bradley: “…Huh?”
Bradley: “Wait, ain't that…”
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(Manor Dining Room)
Akira: “…Not here today either, huh…”
Looking around at everyone eating their breakfast that morning with Sakitty, I let my shoulders slump with a dejected sigh.
I could see Rustica gracefully drinking some tea…
Mithra stuffing his cheeks full of meat…
And even Mitile sipping at some delicious-looking corn soup — but still not the person I was actually looking for.
Mitile: “Are you looking for someone, Master?”
Akira: “Mitile…”
Akira: “To be honest, yes… Nobody’s seen Bradley around lately, and I’m starting to get worried.”
Akira: “It doesn’t seem like he’s out on a mission or anything, so I was hoping to see him show up today…”
Mitile: “Ah, I thought so! I’ve been worrying about it too.”
Mitile: “I’ve been up to his room a few times now, but he clearly hasn’t been there for ages… I was wondering if something might have happened.”
Mitile: “…He gave me some advice on my magic I forgot to thank him for the other day, so I was hoping to see him soon…”
Akira: (Diligently wanting to convey how he feels even though the moment has already passed… That’s really nice of you, Mitile.)
Mitile: “At first I thought maybe he’d sneezed himself somewhere far away again. But there’s no way he could’ve gone that far, right…”
Mitile: “What about you, Mister Rustica? Have you seen Mister Bradley around lately?”
Rustica: “No… I haven’t, regrettably.”
Rustica: “How about you, Mithra? Have you come face to face with Bradley recently?”
Mithra: “Now that you mention it, no, I have not. His presence has been gone from the manor for some time now.”
Akira: “So it’s true, huh…”
Akira: (I know that Bradley’s a powerful wizard, but still… I can’t help worrying when it’s been this long since anyone last heard from him.)
Akira: (There has to be some way we can find him, right…? Maybe I should ask Snow and everyone else for advice.)
Suddenly, a sweet and gentle scent tickled at my nose.
When I lifted my downtrodden gaze, Nero was there offering me a gently-steaming cup.
Nero: “Here, Sage. Why don’tcha drink this hot milk and take a breather for a while, yeah?”
Akira: “Nero…! Thank you…”
Nero: “Don’t mention it.”
Nero: “Uh, y’know… I’m sure that guy you were talking about just now is doing fine. He ain’t the sorta person who kicks the bucket that easily.”
Nero: “Could be worse, yeah? At least this time we can say he probably ain’t boiling to death in a pit of magma, or something like that.”
Nero glanced furtively over at Mithra as he spoke.
Then placed the plate of freshly-cooked meat in his other hand down in front of Mithra.
Mithra: “Oh, has something like that happened before? Whoever you are talking about must be having a hard time too, hm.”
Talking as if it had nothing to do with him, Mithra swiftly devoured his food. Somehow, despite his haphazard way of eating, he still managed to look like he’d be perfect for a picture.
Mitile: “Jeez…! It’s your fault that Mister Bradley is missing, isn’t it, Mister Mithra?”
Mitile: “He probably crashed through one of your doors in space while you were fighting a magical beast or something!”
Rustica: “Is that so? As expected of someone like you, Mithra. Always so magnificent.”
Mithra: “Is that so, indeed. I must say, I do not remember anything of the like occurring recently.”
Akira: (He really has no idea, huh…)
Nero: “…I understand why y’might be worried, and y’don’t have to try and force yourself to put it outta your mind or anything like that, but…”
Nero: “Y’gotta at least have something warm to drink to take the edge off once in a while, or you’ll end up wearing yourself out.”
Mitile: “That’s right… You’re always thinking about other people first, Master Sage.”
Mitile: “And anyway, Mister Bradley has always been fine no matter where he’s sneezed himself off to before. I’m sure he’ll come home unhurt this time too!”
Akira: “Nero… Mitile…”
Akira: “You’re right. This is Bradley we’re talking about, he’s probably doing just fine!”
As I spoke, I could feel some of my worry disappearing. Just as I thought about taking a seat to drink the hot milk I had in my hand—
Rustica: “If you’re looking for a distraction, Master Sage, why don’t you take a seat beside me?”
Smiling, Rustica pulled out the chair next to him. When I sat down there gratefully, his smile widened.
Rustica: “Oh, our kind and gentle Master Sage. I can only wonder how much distress and anxiety you must be carrying within your heart for our friend who has yet to return home.”
Rustica: “I hope this gift will help to clear away some of those clouds within you.”
Rustica: “«Amorest Viesse».”
After Rustica recited his spell, a small box appeared in my hand with a twinkle of light.
Inside the box were some beautiful looking truffle chocolates.
They were a gorgeous dark brown colour, adorned with something like pink topaz sculpted into the shape of a snowflake — or a magnificently blooming six-petalled flower.
Akira: “Wow…! This chocolate is so stylish!”
Mitile: “You’re right! They seem more like gemstones in a treasure chest than chocolate. I’d want to put them on display somewhere just so I could look at them all the time.”
Nero: “Hold on, there ain’t no way…”
Nero: “Issat Benedetta fruit?”
Rustica: “As expected of someone like you, Nero. You must already know all about the ‘fruit from the Tree of Victory’.”
Rustica: “Unfortunately, however, this is nothing more than an imitation — merely chocolate that resembles the fruit’s appearance.”
Rustica: “Please, forgive me for being unable to truly satisfy you.”
Nero: “Nah, it’s my bad for getting all flustered like that.”
Nero: “I was just thinking there’s no way an actual, real-life Benedetta fruit could be here with us right now, y’know?”
Mitile: “…Um, are Benedetta fruits really that rare? I’ve never heard about them before…”
Mitile: “That thing Mister Rustica said about them being from a ‘Tree of Victory’ is kind of cool, too…!”
Mitile: “Does eating the fruit make you stronger, maybe?”
Nero: “Haha… It ain’t anything as cool as that, sorry. It’s just some fruit off a tree.”
Rustica: “The nickname ‘fruit from the Tree of Victory’ comes from the guardian who once protected the Benedetta tree.”
Akira: “Eh? There’s a tree out there lucky enough to have its own guardian?”
Nero: “Yeah. If I’m remembering right, some kinda monster made the area around that tree its territory a long time ago. The sap it gives off is its favourite food.”
Nero: “Even if y’happen to run into some just laying on the ground, y’can’t try picking ‘em up ‘cause you’ll just end up getting attacked.”
Nero: “Besides, the Benedetta tree is a real rare species. It only grows up in Northern Country, so it ain’t exactly easy to find.”
Rustica: “Which is precisely why both the taste of the fruit and the process of acquiring it have so stubbornly remained in the minds of all that have tried.”
Rustica: “And so the nickname gradually spread. The fruit of the Tree of Victory, which only those who have defeated a terrifying monster may eat… You see.”
Mithra: “…Nom. Hmm. It appears to be nothing more than some sickly-sweet confectionary, however.”
Mitile: “Ahh, Mister Mithra! That wasn’t the fruit, it was chocolate…!”
Rustica: “Ahaha. I think it’s about time we all have an after-meal dessert too, hm?”
Rustica: “We’re all waiting eagerly for Bradley to return. So long as we keep our conversation going, the time between now and then will surely fly by.”
Akira: “You’re right…! Thank you, Rustica. I’ll eat this together with the milk Nero gave me.”
Indulging in the warmth of both Rustica and Nero’s care, I carefully picked up one of the glossy, shining chocolates. Right as I was about to bite into it, though…
Figaro (offscreen): “—Therefore, I’m afraid I’ll have to decline.”
Snow (offscreen): “You’re such a meanie, Figgypoo! Ozzy is already out on a subjugation mission, there’s no one else left I can turn to!”
Mitile: “Those voices… Is that Doctor Figaro and Lord Snow?”
Nero: “Sounds like they’re having some kinda spat.”
The two of them were clearly arguing as they walked into the dining room together. It seemed as if Snow had something he needed from Figaro.
Akira: “Good morning, you two. Is something going on?”
Snow: “Ah, Sage. You, at least, will listen to me, yes?”
Snow held a piece of paper out towards me.
Snow: “‘Tis a subjugation request. According to this, there is a monster rampaging among the snowfields further north than the City of Ice.”
Snow: “Its appearance is that of a gigantic snake, and its power is of considerable concern — or so I have heard. As such, the plan was for us Northern wizards to deal with the matter.”
Snow: “But, alas, I have seen neither hide nor hair from Bradley as of late. And so I am asking Figaro to fill in for him in his absence.”
Mithra: “So that is how it is, hm. Well, good luck with all of that, substitute Bradley.”
Figaro: “Hold on a sec, I haven’t agreed to anything yet — and you’ll be the key player there, Mithra, not me.”
Mitile: “Um… But, even without Mister Bradley there, Mister Mithra and Mister Owen are both incredibly strong, right?”
Mitile: “Even a horrible monster like that is no match for them combined.”
Mitile: “So why bring Doctor Figaro along at all? …He’s only a Southern wizard, isn’t he?”
Snow: “Ah, well, both Mithy and Wenny are terribly naughty children, you see.”
Snow: “If either of them were to realise someone who should be working isn’t, they would claim the circumstances to be unfair and vanish on us as well…”
Snow: “Even if we could get them to stay, ‘twould only be a matter of time until they decide to waste their energy fighting each other instead, neglecting the monster they were supposed to be dealing with in the first place. The fallout of such an event would almost certainly impact the City of Ice, too.”
Snow: “‘Tis situations such as those where having your dear Doctor around would be wonderfully beneficial to us, considering his social aptitude. Simply speaking: we want to take it easy!”
Figaro: “…So that’s how I ended up getting asked to help out, kind of. You’re really putting poor Doctor Figaro on the spot like this.”
Mithra: “You know, I suddenly find myself feeling as if I do not particularly want to go after all.”
Mitile: “I–I see…? So in other words, um… You’ll be supporting Misters Snow and White?”
Snow: “Yes, exactly! Normally we rely on dear Braddykins for that sort of thing, as he’s usually rather good at it.”
Snow: “Good grief. Where in the world could that boy have possibly disappeared off to for so long? I shall have Oz search for him when he returns, I think.”
At that moment, a sound suddenly reverberated through the dining room.
Rustica: “Oh? It sounds as though there’s someone knocking on the windowpane.”
Mitile: “Did something hit the window, maybe…? …I’ll go take a look.”
Mitile: “...This is…”
When Mitile turned around, what he had in his hand was a small cork, like the kind used to seal bottles of alcohol.
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Reminiscence of the Unfinished Wine - Chapter 1
🍷 September seasonal permanent event; banner characters Shylock, Murr, Bradley; 2022/09/11 - 2022/09/19 JST 🍷
[Location: Manor hallway, night]
Akira: Phew, I really feel like I gave it my all today.
One night, I was taking a walk through the magic manor after finishing my work. As I was walking, I overheard voices having a cheerful conversation.
Akira: (….Hm? It's pretty lively in Shylock's bar.)
[Location: Manor bar, night]
Arthur: It truly is such an adult atmosphere at night. Someday, I hope to have a drink with Master Oz in a place like this.
Rutile: A bar does make you feel a little more grown-up, doesn't it? Mitile has also said he was looking forward to having a drink with me at a bar one day.
Shylock: Then, while we await that joyful day, let us toast with a non-alcoholic cocktail for tonight.
Murr: Let's do it, everyone! Cheers~!
Oz: …..Cheers.
Faust: Cheers…
Nero: Ch- cheers…
Nero: I didn't expect Oz to be here too… Man, you don't get a toast this tense very often…
Arthur, Oz, Murr, and Rutile were all seated at the bar. In addition, I spotted Nero and Faust.
I had just thought to myself, "what a strange group", when Murr's face popped up in front of me.
Murr: Welcome, welcome! Come on in!
Akira: Waah…!
Murr grabbed my arm, and I was tugged into the bar.
Faust: Sage?
Nero: What, now you're showin' up too?
Akira: Ah, I'm sorry for intruding. I just heard a lot of excited voices, so I wanted to see what was going on…
Shylock: Excellent timing. I was just serving a prototype non-alcoholic cocktail. Please do try it, Master Sage.
Akira: Thank you very much. Um, are you all having some sort of meeting tonight?
Murr: Nope! Arthur and Oz were the only ones in here at first.
Arthur: When I mentioned that I wanted to experience the adult atmosphere of a bar, Master Oz offered to escort me.
Oz: I was already intending to come here tonight. I simply said that if you wished to follow me, you could do as you please.
Akira: I see. Then, everyone else…
Faust: Murr invited me to the bar earlier today. He said they were going to serve some great wine, so I thought I would see for myself.
Nero: Besides that, he was talkin' about a rumor that they had somethin' rare in stock.
Murr: Yessir! I said that we would treat 'em to some Bacchus wine, and they all decided to follow me!
Rutile: Yep, and I tagged along too!
Rutile: I heard that Shylock gets many bottles of that delicious wine delivered around this time of year.
It seemed that the three of them were all hoping for a drink called Bacchus wine.
Leaving aside the ever-sociable Rutile, it was a little surprising that Nero and Faust - who seem to prefer quiet evening drinks - had apparently accepted Murr's invitation without much of a fight.
Akira: (I guess it's some sort of special drink…?)
Arthur: What kind of beverage is this "Bacchus wine"?
Shylock: It was created by a wizard named Bacchus.
Shylock: Since I receive many bottles every year, it's become something of a tradition to proudly share it with my patrons.
Shylock: That's why I was discussing it with Murr - we were talking about how we would be delighted to share this year's vintage with everyone in the manor.
Nero: Huh. So you became buddies with a guy, and now ya just get tons of valuable booze delivered for free every year?
Shylock: Indeed. But it's not quite that simple.
Shylock: He sends the wine not only as a token of our friendship, but also as a personal challenge.
Murr: Because Bacchus wines are the product of the spirited rivalry with Bennett wines!
Akira: Huh? A rivalry?
Shylock: Bacchus is a wizard who has fully devoted his life to wine. He has spent so many years making wine that the very aroma of it envelops him, almost seeming to seep from his skin.
Shylock: But connoisseurs still agree that, when it comes to wine, Bennett remains superior.
Shylock: It was many years ago, now, that the Bennett family owned vineyards and produced wine. However, its impeccable reputation did not fade with time.
It must hurt Bacchus's pride to always be outdone by the sheer legacy of Bennett wine. That must be why one day, as Shylock told me, Bacchus had come into Bennett bar.
Murr: He was like, "What the hell is the big deal about Bennett wine? I'll settle this once and for all, so get me a drink!" I remember, 'cuz I was there!
Akira: You remember a story from your past?
Murr: Sure feels like it!
Murr: At first, Bacchus was super noisy and arrogant. But as soon as he tasted the wine that was served to him, he went all silent and still.
Shylock: Because he had dedicated his heart and soul to the art of winemaking, Bacchus must have understood at once why Bennett wines retained their widespread renown.
Shylock: As he took another sorrowful sip of his wine, he declared to me this: "Someday, my work will surpass this wine."
Shylock: Ever since that day, Bacchus has sent me cases of wine every year, requesting that I evaluate their performance. And every year, I kindly do just that.
Rutile: Huh…! So for Mr. Bacchus, Mr. Shylock is definitely a rival, isn't he?
Faust: Now that you mention it, Bacchus wines do have a reputation for improving in taste by the year.
Nero: I guess I get how it feels to taste somethin' so mindblowing that some part of ya changes.
Arthur: I think it's a wonderful thing to thrive off the spirit of defeat and pride, and then use that ambition to work even harder to make wine.
Arthur: Master Oz, have you ever tasted Bacchus wine?
Oz: …I think I have heard that name before, but I do not recall. I may have had it once.
Shylock: "Then, tonight, let us indulge in this delicacy once more." …Is what I would like to say.
Shylock: Unfortunately, we have yet to receive any wine from Bacchus this year.
Murr: Huuuh? Really? Normally, it would have arrived ages ago!
Akira: Maybe he's behind schedule in his winemaking…?
Shylock: If that were the case, I would have been alerted well in advance, but I still haven't heard a peep from him… It is certainly puzzling.
Bradley: --CHOO!!
Akira & Rutile: Waugh!!
Just then, with a loud sneeze, Bradley suddenly appeared before us.
Bradley: …..Hah? Looks like I'm back. Ugh, and of course Oz is here…
Nero: Heh, got blasted off again?
Bradley: Mithra decided to pick up some shitty plant, and its pollen went all over the damn place.
Bradley: Well, at least the place I landed at was just some boring shithole, so I made it back safe n' sound this time.
Rubbing at his nose, Bradley clutched a bottle of wine in his other hand.
All the gathered wizards' eyes quietly settled on the bottle's label, then went wide.
Arthur: Could that be…
Murr: That's the one! Bacchus wine!
Akira: Eh!?
I couldn't read the script on the label, but apparently it read "Bacchus".
To our shock, Bradley tipped the bottle upside down and shook it while making a dubious face.
Bradley: What, were y'all hopin' for a drink too? Sorry, but ya missed out. Polished it off myself.
As it turns out, Bradley had been sent off to a rural town in the Western countryside, where Bacchus happened to have a vineyard.
Bradley: It was loud as hell around there, so I wanted to see what all the ruckus was about, but it turns out they were just preppin' for a harvest festival or some shit.
Bradley: There was a ton of wine sitting around, so naturally I went ahead 'n grabbed myself a little souvenir.
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#mhyktl#mhyk tl#mahoyaku#mahoutsukai no yakusoku#promise of wizard#// event#// shylock#person who put up the other tl yesterday: im so sorry i mean no beef i was just working on this already and im gonna finish it#anyways brad continues to be the funniest man alive. thanks#mahoyaku tl#also banner image and story content belongs to c0ly. in case it needs to be said in 2022
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I can't with them
#cain knightley#owen mahoyaku#mahoyaku#explodes them explodes them explodes them expl#tl by gla_chan on x btw#caiowe
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2023 Halloween Card Story-Cain
Here is Cain's Halloween 2023 card story, "Taken by those Hands" fully translated.
yeah, i don't have anything to say to that. At least I can now add Figaro to list of North wizards who have been really Weird about Cain.
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Akira: Aaaah……How warm. The water’s so invigorating…..
Akira: It’d probably feel better if I could get in all the way….
Cain: Oh, hey Master Sage. Mind if I sit next to ya?
I’d been enjoying the footbath in the village springs all night, when Cain came along to visit.
Akira: Of course, Cain! The water temperature is perfect.
Cain: Ahaha! I can tell just by lookin’ at your face. You look like a cat that found a warm spot in the sun.
Akira: D-do I really look like that? I mean, we have a place that resembles this in my world, so it is actually very cozy….
Cain: Oh, you have something like this in your world?
Akira: Yes! It’s a bit like this fountain here to heat your feet at, and nearby there would be a sort of parlor that gives massages.
Cain: You said a massage parlor; like doing the whole rubbing on your shoulders thing?
Akira: Yes, they do that too. And after that they can do something where they press on certain points on your hands and feet.
Cain: Points?
Akira: That-that’s what it seems like, yes….Um, it’s like, if you press on a certain place firmly, it actually feels nice.
Akira: Like, for example, around here….
I spread out the palm of my own hand, and with my thumb and index finger, pressed forcefully down at the base.
Akira: You press down like this with a little force, and it helps you relax.
Cain: Huh, interesting. Lemme try to copy that. Here?
Akira: Uh, no, a little higher actually..
Cain: Here, then?
Akira: Uh, well ... .Rather than trying to explain it, it might be easier to understand if it’s put into practice…
Akira: Just a moment, sorry….
Taking Cain’s hands, I try to press down on the point I’d mentioned. When I did that, he closed his eyes, as if he was searching for a sensation.
Cain: It’s hard to understand with my feet all warm, but I guess..I think it feels a little nice?
Cain: But how is pressing there supposed to feel good?
Akira: Um, I don’t really understand the details of it either….
Akira: I only know that somehow, if you press on a spot like that, it can end up feeling nice.
Cain: Oh….
After our hands separated, Cain then tried one more time with his own.
Cain: Well, if you only have to press that hard, it doesn’t take that much effort. I can see how you’d sometimes try it out.
Cain: Only, I think I’d get used to it if I just did it to myself. When you did it, it definitely had more of a feel to it.
Akira: I get what you mean! They always say that a person having a massage done for them is way more effective.
???: Well if that’s the case, how about I help out?
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Akira: Figaro!
Figaro: Well, dunno if its the same thing that our Master Sage was talking about, but I do know of a couple places where you might get such effects. Not for your hands though, only your feet.
Cain: Oh, really? So even your feet can have places that can help you relax. Hey, if it’s cool with you, you mind teaching me?
Figaro: Of course! Come on out of the spring then, and sit over here.
Cain got up, wiped off his feet, and then sat down in the rocky area nearby. I too got up and sat down next to them, wanting to watch what they were doing.
Figaro: Well, let’s get to it.
Right after saying that, Figaro takes Cain’s foot in his hands, and presses his thumb into the arch forcefully.
Akira: (Oh, it is a pressure point-like I thought!)
Figaro: You feel anything? Pain, or something nice?
Cain: Um…..it doesn’t feel like either…?
Cain: I only feel you pressing your finger there.
Figaro: Huh? But most people would be in terrible pain after I did that.
Akira: Well, maybe it wouldn’t for Cain?
Akira: I’ve heard that if you do press on a spot like that and it either hurts or feels really nice, your body isn’t in the greatest condition.
Figaro: Well, young people are a healthy bunch, aren’t they? Then let me try around here on your foot next….
Cain: Uwaah!!!
Figaro: Oh, you feel something?
Cain: Ah, I..aahhh….It’s painful, but it also feels kinda nice…?
Figaro: Ah, now I get it. That place just now-if you press on it while you’re fasting, it really hurts a ton.
Figaro: That is to say, you’re hungry right now. Am I right?
Cain: Wow, right on the spot! That’s pretty amazing you can tell that just by pressing on my foot like that.
Akira: That’s the first time I’ve heard of something like that. That’s very impressive of you, Doctor!
Figaro: Yup-yup. I’m such an excellent physician from the South, aren’t I?
Figaro: ….Heh. Hehehe……
Akira: …..Figaro. Um, why did you just turn away and start laughing so hard?
Figaro: Haha, sorry, sorry. I just made a wild guess. Not only was I somehow right, but you both so innocently believed me.
Cain: It was just a shot in the dark….?
Figaro: That right there is simply an easy place to get stiff muscles. The more a person moves around, the more likely it is to happen, so I’d think it’d have an effect even on Cain, right?
Figaro: You know, these villagers actually have something like this technique you’re talking about. Leno and I both had it done a little while ago.
Figaro: It seems a bit different than what you’re used to, but it still feels pretty nice. If you’re that curious, you should go ask them.
Akira: Oh, so it is kind of like a spa! Thank you so much for telling me about this.
Figaro: Well then. Since I took the trouble to do this, maybe I should go try it out on some of the others.
Cain: Oh-I kinda want to see what reaction they’d have. Actually, Snow and White are right on the other side here.
Figaro: Ah, um…that so? Well, I guess I’ll take the long way around then.
Akira: (Not surprised he doesn’t want to do it to his teachers….)
Figaro: Bye-bye, you two!!
Cain: Oh, see ya!
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And after Figaro left, we then both tried pushing at that spot on the soles of our feet like he’d taught us.
Cain: Uhh…..Yeah, that didn’t end up having a nice painful feeling either. What about you, Master Sage?
Akira: Not me…I think if I do it to myself, I end up unconsciously avoiding anything that might hurt.
Cain: Then lemme try it. As a test of sorts.
Akira: Oh, would you mind? Thank you.
Cain: So, I’ll try the spot Figaro did the first time. That’s….um, here?
The pad of Cain’s thumb found the spot, and suddenly, he pushed down on it with all his might.
The instant he did, it felt like a shock of lightning went through me and unintentionally, I yelped.
Akira: Ah-!
Cain: Huh?? Oh, I’m sorry-did I do it too strong? Or maybe I hit the wrong spot?
Akira: N-no, that was it! Just…I’ve heard the more skilled a person is at pushing at these points, the more you’ll cry out from pain…
Akira: And that the more a person neglects their health, the more it will hurt when you do that. I might just be unhealthy….
Akira: (Is it my posture while I’m writing in the Sage’s Journal…or staying up all night….or all the snacks I eat between meals…..I should really pay more attention to that…..)
As I hang my head in shame from all the bad habits I’m recalling, Cain thumps me on my shoulders.
Cain: Hey, look, maybe we can make use of all this. Figaro said there was a guy who knew how to do the whole getting rid of stiffness thing; why don’t we go ask the other villagers about it?
Akira: Oh that’s a good idea. I was just thinking back on how badly I’ve been taking care of myself so, I would like to, if it’s okay…
Cain: Alright then! It’s been arranged. Then, Master Sage…
Cain, smiling as bright as the sun, held his hand out towards me.
Akira: (Oh, is he going to escort me back to the village?)
As I was wondering this, I took the hand he had offered. But. right as I did that, I felt his finger suddenly press down forcefully on my palm.
Cain: Aha! A gap in your defenses!
Akira: Oww! Cain, that hurt! Don’t play a prank on me like that…..
Cain: Ahaha, my bad, my bad. It was the quickest way I could think of to cheer you up again.
Cain: Recently there’s been inspections by His Highness Vincent, and I’ve ended up real tired from that. It’s pretty unavoidable to be in bad shape when stuff like that happens.
Cain: So instead of mopin’ about it, you should think about it like you’re rewarding your body after it’s worked so hard. So let’s go and get a massage.
After he said that, Cain gave another bright, contagious smile that soon had me grinning too.
Akira: You’re right…thinking about it like you’re rewarding yourself definitely makes it easier to relax.
Cain: That’s the spirit! Okay, I’m done foolin’ around. Master Sage, if you’ll allow me.
I take the hand he proffers, and it wraps firmly around my own.
Cain: And please, Master Sage, whenever you find yourself troubled or in pain- ask of me whatever you need, and I shall be there for you.
✧:･.☽˚｡ ･ﾟ✧
#mahoyaku#xar tl#cain knightley#figaro garcia#mhyktl#is it still the 5 tag limit well whatever#i almost feel like i need to tag this as More but
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Mahoyaku Translation: Lennox R [Beginning of a Heated Battle] Card Episode
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His Reason for Sleeping Early
Akira: What’s the best fried food in the whole damn world? ♪ Chicken, chicken, fried chicken~♪
Lennox: Good evening, Master Sage.
Akira: Lennox! …Did you hear all that?
Lennox: Yeah. It sounded like a fun song. Are you having fried chicken for dinner tonight?
Akira: Ahaha. It’s not like that, I was hungry and ended up singing about food…
I’m heading to the dining hall, would you like to come with me?
Lennox: Sorry. I was thinking of going back to my room to rest.
Akira: Oh, isn’t it still quite early? Are you not feeling well?
Lennox: No… I haven’t slept for a few days.
I’ve been looking after a sheep that’s been ill for the past few days. I figured I should sleep while I can now that he's feeling better.
Akira: I see… I’m glad the sheep’s recovering, but I’m sure you must be really tired from pulling all-nighters.
Lennox: Haha, it’s not a problem for me. I’m used to being on night watch.
Akira: (That’s a former soldier for you, he’s tough… But it must’ve been hard to stay up all night and worry.)
Get lots of rest tonight. If there’s anything I can do to help, just say the word.
Lennox: Thank you. …By the way, Master Sage.
I’ll be waking up at the usual time tomorrow, so would you like to join me for breakfast?
Akira: Yes, I’d love to!
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Lie to Me Sweetly Beneath the White Leaves Translation
You can find my translation of the event here!
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I think u should tell me all about your pfp little guy <333/lh
okay okay thats owen. from mahoyaku (promise of wizard)
tl;dr is he a tiny bastard gremlin man (he is taller than me)
long version. so owen is. gremlin bastard man yes. so. important stuff. his soul is separate from his body so he can revive any time he dies but still feels the pain of dying; he randomly reverts to a childlike personality as a result of an injury during whatever tf the calamity/war thing in mahoyaku is; and is just a menace to society <3
he was like locked in a basement or smth as a kid and died and revived a lot and then was like. accidentally freed. and then he fucked off somewhere for awhile and became one of like. the strongest wizards.
so owen is. a very prickly guy. hard to get along with. actively makes people's lives harder. guy like actively antagonizes everyone and tries to make it easy for people to hate him bc he just. assumes they will anyway. and thinks he's being made fun of if people are nice to him. also he'll lie and take credit for bad things that happen even if he had nothing to do with them. also yeah he lies a lot he's very manipulative and shit and i love that for him <3 uh yeah mostly he's just a Bastard(tm)
uh he stole one of cain's eyes and did a lil switcheroo so they both have one red (owen's eye color) and one gold (cain's) eye. and cain's injury is that he can't see anyone unless he touches them first, but that doesn't apply to owen bc cain literally has one of his eyes. and cain was like 'someday i'll become strong enough to get my eye back!' and then has done like nothing about it like ok fruit. also when owen's personality changes he gets super attached to cain its silly.
anyway. this is cain. he usually hides his red eye. he's a knight guy. silly dude.
also here's a card where you can actually see his red eye.
also there was one limited series of events where owen and cain have both their eyes so. owen with two red eyes be upon ye bc hes hot
#so yeah that's owen he's a bastard <3 also he's got the same VA as leo tsukinaga so. instant affection (asashin ily)#he's my problematic fave i love him dearly
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rereading mahoyaku tl . will probably be annoying abt it
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the mahoyaku cast is just full of characters who are you actually... you're also mithra and calling you figaro or owen would be like calling you eichi but you are also figaro and owen. oz even and a little bit rutile
They made a game about my many sides but as hot wizard guys...
^I read a random tl i found of him and he seems absolutely derranged. Very cute tho, i like the vibes here
Reading Figaro's wiki now...i could fall in love with him frfr. Id say there's something wrong with him, but this applies to the whole cast... oh Owen too. Maybe as an EichiP this IS the perfect game for me to get into next
#THEY HAVE ASSIGNED TAROT CARDS?#ohhh im gonna research this so much more tomorrow#the wiki is a lot more updated now than the last time i looked#ask#hxneylavandxr
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some quick updates about what i’ve been up to!!!
- i’ve hopped through at least three major fandoms since the last time i was seriously here in 2018, i think!! idolish7, mahoyaku, genpact. all gacha games... unfortunately
- got extremely invested in genpact over the last year. my faves are klee, albedo, xiao, venti, zhongli :( i’m very invested in old men who have rocks for brains, apparently. i also care a lot for the kamisathomas and kazuha!
- i’ve written a lot in the years in between and i’ve grown a lot as a writer! i’m even more of a rarepair shipper now, and my writing has taken a trajectory it certainly was not on 5 years ago. i’m proud of how far i’ve gotten though!!
- i’m thinking about creating a new tumblr tbh, this one has been around for so long that it’s probably impossible to remove the dgm brand i created with it, and i’m not sure i want to give that up either-- but it’s also no longer reflective of who i am now... (ily everyone who still reads my rookie tls from all those years ago! i’ve gotten much better at japanese, chinese, and at translating in general)
- ...the main thing stopping me is having to redesign my entire tumblr theme. again. please have mercy i am a working adult now i do not have energy to fight with the theme designer
- speaking of which, xkit is amazing, i can keep my tag system even after so many years (i’ve forgotten almost all my tags and have yet to come up with anything workable for genpact). thank u xkit you’re a lifesaver
- i’m on twitter 99% of the time noyabeans / rielavity (writing).
- other relevant links are on my pinned tweet
- ok i’m getting a lil shy... fandom life has honestly grown quiet for me in recent years, and it has been a long time since i posted anything here, but it makes me happy to see that i still have old friends active on my dash now!!! i hope everyone is well!!! please talk to me!!! whether here or on twitter!!! i will try not to forget that i have tumblr on my phone
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Mitile's 4th Anniversary SSR Card Story — "Between Strength and Kindness"
Part 1
[Manor Corridor]
Akira: (Is that Mitile…?)
Mitile: “…”
Akira: (He looks worn out, I wonder if something happened…)
Bradley: “Yo, Sage.”
Akira: “Whoa! Bradley…”
Bradley: “You showed up at a good time. Invite the Southern Shortie out for a holiday, would’ja?”
Akira: “Huh? I’m happy to do that, of course, but why—?”
Bradley: “I’ll leave ya to it then.”
Akira: “Ah… He’s gone.”
Akira: (From the way he was talking, it seems like Bradley knows why Mitile looks so tired… Well, I guess I’ll just pay Mitile a visit instead.)
[Mitile’s Room]
Mitile: “I’m glad to see you, Master Sage! I only just got back home, so I’m happy we didn’t accidentally miss each other… Was there something you wanted to talk about?”
Akira: “Well, I saw you going into your room a few moments ago… You looked kind of worn out, so I got a little worried.”
Mitile: “Oh, is that all! Well, to be honest… Mister Bradley has been teaching me magic recently, and it’s pretty tiring.”
Mitile: “It’s a lot more intense than the relaxed classes I used to have in the South, so I usually feel exhausted by the end.”
Akira: (Oh, I see… So that’s why Bradley came up to me earlier.)
Akira: “Is it difficult, then…?”
Mitile: “A little bit, yeah. It can be hard work, and sometimes I get frustrated or even angry at the way Mister Bradley speaks to me…”
Mitile: “But it’s really been worth all the effort! He did say to me ‘I won’t go easy on you as your teacher’.”
Mitile: “He doesn’t treat me like I’m just a kid — I feel like he really sees me as his equal in being a wizard… And that gets me fired up about working even harder!”
Mitile: “Thanks to him, I can use my magic in ways I never even thought of before!”
Akira: “That’s amazing…! Bradley’s very dependable.”
Akira: (Ways of using magic that Mitile’s never thought of before…? I can’t help but feel like that might be dangerous…)
Mitile: “Still, maybe I pushed myself too hard today. I’m sorry for worrying you.”
Akira: “Oh, no, it’s okay. Just knowing why is a relief on its own. That being said… If you have the time, would you like to take tomorrow off with me?”
Akira: “We can relax in the Magic Manor together, or go out if there’s a place you’d like to visit. Preferably somewhere not too stressful, of course.”
When I smiled at him, the worried expression on Mitile’s face suddenly disappeared. Then, looking a little fidgety, he opened his mouth to speak.
Mitile: “If you don’t mind, then…”
[Plateau of Flowers]
So, the next day Mitile and I went to a plateau not very far from the Southern Tower at his request. A number of stalls lined the road beneath the clear blue sky.
Mitile: “The villagers from around here like to gather in this spot to sell each other some of their own handmade things. There are so many one-of-a-kind items that it’s fun to just look at everything!”
Akira: “Thank you so much for bringing me to such a wonderful place. I’m excited to find my own personal treasure here!”
Part 2
Akira: “Still, there’s really so many stalls here. I’d love to visit all of them if I can, but I’m not sure we’re going to have enough time…”
Mitile: “What if we split up for now, and then when we find some stalls we’re really interested in, we can meet up again and show each other?”
Akira: “Good idea! I’ll be sure to find some great stalls to take you to you later.”
—
Akira: (They’re selling things carved out of wood at this stall. The fretwork pattern here is beautiful… Oh, that coaster might be nice to get.)
Akira: (I know Mitile has a habit of bringing drinks to his table when he’s studying, so I’m sure he’d get good use out of something like this.)
Blond-Haired Man: “Hmph, how could anyone try and sell such a misshapen ring for a price like that?”
When I turned to look for the source of those words, I saw a fairly tall man walking behind me with his shoulders slumped.
Akira: (That man doesn’t seem like a citizen of Southern Country… He’s being stingy over almost every item on sale here. What a rude guy…)
Blond-Haired Man: “This thing here is free, yes? I’ll be taking it, then.”
Stall Owner: “W-Well, hold on…”
Akira: “E-Excuse me…! If you do something like that you’ll be putting this person in a difficult position, so I really think you should pay—“
Blond-Haired Man: “Shut your mouth!”
Akira: “Wah!”
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Mitile: “Oh, wow! These inks made of flowers come in so many beautiful colours… And the flower that was used as the ingredient is labelled on each of the jars.”
Mitile: (Maybe Master Sage could use these for writing in their book? I’ll bring them to this stall later so they can choose the inks they’d like.)
Mitile: (…Now that I’m thinking about it, I was happy when Master Sage spent a lot of time getting to know me and listening to me talk after we met each other for the first time.)
Mitile: (It still makes me feel kind of lonely to think that the only reason they were writing all that down in the first place was to help the next Sage after they leave…)
Mitile: (But I understand how it feels to want to go home, too. I’m sure they must have friends and family waiting for them to come back…)
Mitile: “Still… I really don’t want to say goodbye…”
Mitile: (Because the more I get to know about Master Sage, the more I find myself really liking them…)
Mitile: (…I wonder how much they think I’ve changed since they first wrote about me in the Sage’s Manual.)
???: “Shut your mouth!”
Mitile: “Did I just hear someone starting a fight…? Something might’ve happened over there…!”
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Akira: “Ouch…”
Mitile: “Master Sage…?! Are you okay?”
Stall Owner: “Your friend there tried to scold this man for not paying for his things, but they were shoved to the floor…”
Blond-Haired Man: “Of course you’re going to get hurt if you attack someone so brazenly. It’s only expected that I would defend myself as a foreigner here.”
Mitile: “…Grr… I won’t let you bother any of the people here, or Master Sage!”
Blond-Haired Man: “What an impertinent brat. What could someone like you ever do to me, hm?”
Mitile took out his magic potion jar. At that moment, I saw Bradley’s face flash through my mind.
Mitile: “«Ortonik Cealsispilce»!”
(‘Bang!’ SFX)
Part 3
Akira: “Wah! …Huh?”
The man was unharmed, despite how the loud bang made him brace himself in fear. Nothing nearby seemed to have been destroyed, either.
Blond-Haired Man: “Gah! S-So you’re a wizard, are you?!”
Mitile: “That’s right! Cause any more trouble here and I’ll do a lot worse than make a loud sound next time!”
Blond-Haired Man: “S-Shit… I don’t need this!”
Mitile: “…Phew. Master Sage— Oh…”
Though there were few humans who held prejudices against wizards in Southern Country, many of the people around us still seemed shocked by the abruptness of the situation. Mitile’s gaze wavered with anxiety in the still and silent air.
Standing, up I gently grasped Mitile’s hand with my own. I could feel his fingers trembling against my palm.
Akira: “Mitile. You did a good job protecting everyone. Thank you. I think we’re all just surprised because the noise was so loud.”
Mitile: “O-Oh… Um… I’m sorry for scaring you, everyone.”
Mitile: “All I did was make the air vibrate to create a loud sound… It’s not the kind of magic that could hurt anyone, really.”
As he turned to face the people around him, Mitile explained himself with a sincere voice.
Stall Owner: “Ah, so that’s what it was. Thank you. You’ve been a big help.”
Hatted Woman: “Ah, so it was like one of those bells that drive away beasts. It’s a relief knowing nobody was hurt just now.”
Once everyone had realised that things were alright again, the area quickly regained its former liveliness. Mitile’s tension was quickly washed away, perhaps relieved by the sight.
Mitile: “…That spell I just used was something Mister Bradley showed me.”
Mitile: “He told me that so long as my opponent isn’t a wizard, I don’t really need to use serious magic to scare them away.”
Mitile: “I thought— maybe I could use what Mister Bradley taught me to frighten that guy off without hurting him… But I ended up scaring everyone around me, too.”
Akira: “…You really haven’t changed at all, Mitile.”
Mitile: “Huh?”
Akira: “Since the day I first met you, all you’ve ever wanted is to protect others using your own strength. I think it’s amazing how that part of you hasn’t changed one bit.”
Akira: “Even though you’ve recently been thrust into a situation where you’re having to learn from people whose values are very different to your own, and you’re growing up at a surprisingly fast pace.”
Akira: “You’re really cool, Mitile. I respect you a lot.”
Mitile: “…Thank you so much!”
Mitile: “To be honest, while I was wandering around the stalls by myself, I couldn’t help but wonder how you thought of me now, Master Sage…”
Mitile: “So it makes me feel really happy to hear you say that!”
Mitile: “Oh, that’s right — I found a really great shop while I was looking around. They sell lots of different coloured inks made out of flowers. Can I take you there after this?”
Akira: “Oh, yes please! It’d be wonderful if I could write about everyone in the Sage’s Manual using flower ink.”
Mitile: “Are you going to write about my hard work and what I learnt today once we’re home?”
Akira: “Of course!”
Beaming at me happily, Mitile held my hand in his so that we wouldn’t be separated until we arrived at the stall he wanted to show me. I squeezed his palm gently.
The idea of having to someday leave behind my Sage’s Manual is a difficult one — because I never want to forget Mitile’s gentle warmth.
Sub-Episode: Mitile and the Door of Days Gone By
Akira: “Apparently, there’s a door that lets people see into the past appearing on the beach of Borda Island.”
Akira: “Speaking of the past, I used to get very anxious when I first arrived in this world. Whenever I felt particularly bad, I would calm myself down by recalling a certain memory of mine.”
Mitile: “A memory?”
Akira: “Mhm. Of an adult I trusted reading me a book when I was a child.”
Mitile: “Me too! I used to love having my father and brother read to me as a child!”
Akira: “Ahaha. We’re the same then, huh?”
Akira: “If you don’t mind me asking, how do you comfort yourself when you feel lonely, Mitile?”
Mitile: “Oh, um… Well, I’m not really sure…”
Mitile: “I have memories of being by myself, and feeling lonely and sad.”
Mitile: “Of course there have also been times when I was upset or angry, and didn’t want to see anybody at all, but…”
Mitile: “I guess what I mean is that I don’t really understand what loneliness is yet.”
Mitile: “Even when me and my brother fight, we usually make up really quickly.”
Mitile: “And if we don’t, I still have my friends from school to talk to, and Doctor Figaro, and Mister Leno — Mister Mithra, too.”
Mitile: “It’s not like I have plans to go somewhere far away all by myself…”
Mitile: “To be honest, I don’t think I’ve ever really felt truly alone.”
Akira: “Ah, I see! But you know, I think that’s a very good thing, honestly.”
Akira: “It makes me happy to hear that you’re surrounded by people you can rely on. It’s relieving.”
Mitile: “You really think so?”
Akira: “Yes!”
Mitile: “Loneliness… I guess what I really think of when I hear that word is Mister Leno.”
Akira: “Lennox…?”
Mitile: “Yeah. Mister Leno never spent much time in or even near the Town of Clouds, really.”
Mitile: “When people would talk about him, I’d always think of this man herding sheep all by himself on some far away mountains…”
Mitile: “Totally alone with only the sheep and his sheepdog to keep him company. Doesn’t that sound lonely?”
Mitile: “I remember that it used to make my heart pound. Though, maybe that’s not the right way to put it… I just thought it sounded like something I could never do.”
Akira: “I get it… Sheep and dogs are cute, but you’d start missing people after a while, right?”
Mitile: “Exactly!”
Akira: “What about Rutile and Figaro, then?”
Mitile: “My brother and I have always been together. I know he’s got lots of his own friends.”
Mitile: “And Doctor Figaro is a popular person everyone can always rely on.”
Akira: “Mm, I see…”
Mitile: “Maybe once I’m grown up I won’t feel lonely living by myself, though.”
Mitile: “I hope I can stay together with everyone, even when I’m older…”
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Reminiscence of the Unfinished Wine - Chapter 2
🍷 September seasonal permanent event; banner characters Shylock, Murr, Bradley; 2022/09/11 - 2022/09/19 JST 🍷 special thanks to keyk for the raws, and rusty for catching a couple errors!
Chapter 2
[Location: Manor bar, night]
Rutile: Are you saying you took that without permission? That won't do! You have to go back and pay properly.
Bradley: Payin' the price would make me a pretty shitty bandit, though, wouldn'it? Here, tell ya what. Y'all can keep the empty bottle.
Bradley tossed the bottle over the bar, and Shylock gracefully caught it in a swirl of his pipe's smoke. Furrowing his brows, he quietly examined the label.
Shylock: The date inscribed here… This is certainly this year's wine.
Shylock: The harvest festival seems to be proceeding apace, and production delays or mishaps are not to blame for the wine's absence..
Nero: Ya think he just, uh, forgot to send it?
Shylock: It's difficult to imagine. For as long as this arrangement has stood, Bacchus has never failed to send his wine for my review, even as the years marched steadily onwards.
Shylock: Even in the throes of illness, at a time when he was on the verge of turning to stone, he still made sure to send me a letter - one wherein he passionately described his confidence in that year's work.
Shylock honestly seemed to be at a loss as to why he hadn't heard a word from Bacchus. As he explained the situation, I tilted my head in thought.
Akira: (If it's really such an important exchange… then why hasn't Bacchus sent any wine this year?)
Shylock: …That said, waiting for wine that will never arrive is no way to find the truth of the matter.
Shylock: Tomorrow I shall go pay a visit to Bacchus myself. For this would be a most troubling, abrupt way for a long-standing tradition to come to an end.
Murr: You're not goin' anywhere without meeeee!
Boing! Murr leapt up and stood on one of the barstools along the counter.
Murr: Did you even hear a word our buddy Brad said? The town where Bacchus lives is having their grape harvest festival!
Murr: It'll be super duper fun! During the festival, along with tons of high-class wine, there'll be tasty grape treats and even grape-stomping events! C'mon, let's all go together!
Rutile: Wow, a grape harvest festival sounds like so much fun…!
Akira: Erm… but is it really okay? Shylock, this errand is important to you, and I wouldn't want us to interfere.
Shylock: Of course, you are more than welcome to accompany me. You referred to it as an "errand", but I feel that it's closer to meeting up with a dear friend.
Shylock: The festival will only get more exciting with an energetic, bustling crowd - and, most importantly, I would be truly happy if you all came along.
As though beckoning to our very hearts, Shylock's impossibly enticing smile had Rutile and I nodding excitedly.
Akira: Thank you very much, Shylock. If that's the case, then I would love to go to the harvest festival…!
Rutile: Count me in too, please! Mr. Faust, Mr. Nero, will you two be joining us?
Faust: I can't say I'm not tempted by Bacchus wine, but considering it's a wine festival in Western country… It sounds like it'll be rather hectic. Er, lively.
Nero: Yeah, but it's not every day ya get the chance to taste real-deal Bacchus wine…
Faust & Nero: Hmmmm…
Akira: (They both look so deeply conflicted…)
Arthur: Can we really do grape stomping too? I feel as though I've read about the tradition before. I think it was something to do with stepping on grapes while singing…
Murr: Yeah, I've done it myself! I don't remember any of the songs we sang, but I remember jumping and stomping and squishing up the grapes aaaall night!
Arthur: As expected, the well-traveled Murr has had an impressive variety of experiences. So when you step on the grapes, are you barefoot?
Murr: Naturally! And then the soles of your feet get all purpley wine-stained! It feels like I'm turning into one of the grapes!
Arthur: That sounds amazing! I used to enjoy making mud footprints when I was a child, but I have yet to experience making wine footprints.
Arthur: Master Oz, I would be very happy if you were to join us. It sounds like a unique, exciting experience that doesn't come about very often.
Oz: If you wish to go, you can go on your own.
Shylock: If I may add, there is a Bacchus wine cellar in the town. Over time, countless rare and delectable wines have accumulated in Bacchus's own archives. In that way, along with enjoying fine wines, you may revel in the sublime time you spend making your choice.
Arthur: Oh, and Master Oz…
Arthur: I'm not old enough to drink wine yet, but… I would really like it if you would help choose a wine for me to drink when I grow up.
Oz: ……
Oz: Okay.
Whether they were attracted by the promise of wine, excited by the thrill of a festival, or just being tugged along by the momentum of the group -- the number of people in our party steadily increased.
Then, Murr suddenly focused back on Bradley, as if remembering something.
Murr: By the way, Brad -- how's this year's Bacchus wine?
Brad: Oh, ya want my opinion? I really think it was --
Shylock: --Shh.
Shylock pressed one finger against his own mouth, his lips parted as though they still carried the taste of something sweet. His deep red eyes, the color of late-summer fruit at the height of ripeness, narrowed teasingly.
Shylock: For the moment, please keep your answer secured in your heart. We have yet to see if my tongue reaches the same conclusion.
Bradley: …….
For an intense moment, their gazes intertwined. Then, after a silence as meaningful as if they were sharing an unspoken secret, Shylock let his fingers slowly drift away from his lips.
Seeing this, the corner of Bradley's mouth pulled into a grin.
Bradley: Interesting. Guess I'll be goin' with ya tomorrow.
Bradley: I look' forward to hearin' yer thoughts on this one, barkeep.
The next day.
After a scenic broom ride from the Western elevator tower, we arrived at our destination in the countryside.
[Location: Western wine town, daytime]
Akira: Wow… the air smells amazing.
Oz: Yes. Because of the grapes.
The town was small and rural. Quaint brick buildings were clustered cozily together, and lush vineyards stretched out in every direction.
The main street was lined with shops, and decorative grape vines twisted up the walls and over roofs. The atmosphere radiated simplicity and pleasantness, and the aroma of sweet grapes filled the air.
Akira: Ah, and these matching outfits are perfect, too.
Shylock: These garments are in the traditional style of this area's harvest festival. We Western wizards prepared them to help immerse everyone in the thriving festive spirit.
Rutile: Thank you very much, Mr. Shylock. The vibrant colors are so enchanting!
Murr: Around here, adults and kids alike wear burgundy shades for grape harvest festivals. 'Cuz then if you spill wine or get splattered by the flying grapes, the clothes won't show the stain!
Nero: Uh, can ya run that by me again?
Faust: Flying grapes?
Bradley: At ragers like this, once yer drunk off yer ass, folks always start peltin' eachother with grapes. Mr. Barkeep was tellin' me about it yesterday.
Bradley: Squishin' up the runty fruit after the harvest is apparently s'posed to make for a killer crop next year. Some kinda superstition.
Bradley: But I guess, bein' shitfaced 'n all, they can't tell if the grapes are bein' thrown or if they're flyin' on their own.
Arthur: Ahaha!
Rutile: That sounds like a blast!
Just like Bradley said, the town was bustling with preparations for the harvest season.
Residents were all working hard, doing things like putting up flyers, hefting around casks of wine, and so on.
Akira: (It's chaotic and lively, like pre-festival activities in my world… It kind of creates its own unique sense of excitement, doesn't it?)
Just then, an older gentleman crossed the street before us, carrying a heavy-looking tray of glassware.
Before I even thought to offer him assistance, he stumbled, and the precariously tray of glasses tipped over.
Akira: Oh --!
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#mhyktl#mhyk tl#mahoyaku#promise of wizard#mahoutsukai no yakusoku#// shylock#// event#i was up till 5am last night working on this pray for me#on to chapter 3~~~~~#mahoyaku tl#mahoyaku translation#also since i did the bulk of this at 5am and proofread it on like 5 hrs of sleep. lmk if theres egregious typos teehee
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Mahoyaku and Mahosute
lately i got into the mhyk fandom and i have been having a blast. i watched butai for the first time in years and i am IN LOVE!!! last time i watched one was 8 years ago with haikyuu butai. i have been rewatching the mahosute again and again and started having actors i love! i try to watch their interviews and stuffs, even their other butais. i gathered a lot of information about mahosute and about my fave actors. i thought it would be nice if i can write down these infos somewhere before it gets forgotten so i started this blog? would be nice if i can make friends and share it with people who came to love the works too! might tl some stuff but take with grains of salt because i don't trust my own jp skill
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2023 Halloween Card Story-Owen
Here is Owen's Halloween 2023 SR card story, "His Typical Boredom-Killer", fully translated!
Cain is now two for two of North wizards being Normal to him during this event. And Owen, if you wanted Cain to kneel at your feet like a dog, you could just ask like a normal person.
mild cw for Owen making a joke about drowning
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Owen: Ughh, so bored…
Owen: …..Oh.
Owen: ….
Cain: Woah….So cool! I didn’t think there was gonna be that many floating around.
Cain: There should be enough for everyone, especially if I take the villagers up on their kind offe-
Owen: Sir Knight. I see you’re finally going to drown yourself.
Cain: Ahh! …. What the hell, Owen?
Owen: What do you mean, what? Isn’t there something else you should be saying?
Cain: ...Something else? Uh, don’t just suddenly appear right next to me like that? You kinda scared the hell outta me.
Owen: …Is that really it? So I guess you’re just sitting around being useless.
Cain: I’m not just sitting around…
Cain: You’re not doing anything either, right? Then come look at the spring here-these things are pretty interesting, especially when they’re floating around.
Cain: The scales reflecting the light like this kinda makes it look like an aurora, don't they?
Owen: …What are you even going on about? These are just some junk thewlis scales-are you a crow rummaging through the trash now?
Cain: It’s not junk. It’s precious to the villagers here.
Cain: I dunno if you know this, but if you put a thewlis scale into hot water, it purifies it in a flash. Kinda like the fountain here.
Cain: So that’s why….the villagers, they said they really wanted to give some to us 'honorable wizards.'
Owen: Oh, is that how it is? That means you, dear knight, are stealing treasure from this frozen, destitute village, when they already have so little to spare.
Cain: Do you always have to jump straight to being evil……I was feeling kinda awkward, so I did actually try to refuse at first.
Cain: But that just made it worse…they started getting anxious and telling me “they’d incur the animosity of wizards.” So I decided to take only as much as we can use in the Sage’s manor.
Owen: ….Oh, really?
Owen: Hey, what if I lend you a hand?
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Owen: After all, it’s not every day I go out of my way to offer advice to a crude and tactless knight like you.
Cain: …..You know, every time you say something like that, nothing good ever happens…
Cain: But what you told me when we were fighting off the vines definitely helped me out.
Owen: What? I never said anything like that.
Cain: You’re the one who brought it up in the first place, so….. Well, there’s no time like the present. Why don’t you tell me the best way to pick up these scales then, Owen?
Owen: Well, if you insist-show me your way of gathering them, first.
Cain: Kay. ….. –Gladius Procella– !!
Cain: ..Alright! I think that did the trick, don’t you?
Owen: Really? You didn’t collect even half the number you wanted-I’m not sure how you could miss that many in the first place.
Owen: Well don’t just stand around, then-get in the water. You’re picking the rest up by hand.
Cain: By hand?
Owen: You use magic from your heart. So someone as graceless as you are would never be able to pick up such tiny objects.
Owen: Since that’s the case, don’t you think picking them up by hand would be far more efficient?
Cain: Well, yeah…?
Owen: If you understand me so well, then go on. Why don’t you start with the one right under your nose? There’s one in the shade of those rocks too.
Cain: Um, here and….over there…..
Owen: Behind you-turn around. Look, the ripples you're causing are making them float away. After you get that one, there’s another over here too.
Owen: Oh, looks like one drifted over here by my feet. Come on, kneel. Quickly now, before it gets away.
Cain: ….
Cain: Are you really having fun ordering me around like I’m a dog?
Owen: Ohoho, what a terrible thing to say-I would never.
Owen: You should pick that one up there next. Well, go on, Cain. Fetch.
✧:･.☽˚｡ ･ﾟ✧
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It makes me happy when my influences upon the world are felt in small ways... when you google "joseimuke", the result google pulls its text from is the fanlore page that i wrote... before mahoyaku-eng pulled its translations down, i ran a script to backup their full site to the wayback machine, so anyone who reads their TLs archived now is reading something that I preserved most of... in ways however small, people will be affected by things ive done for years to come :)
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