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For Whom the Requiem Plays | Chapter 3
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Location: Cafe
Eichi: Waiter, may I get another cup of tea?
Also, this—“Salty Watermelon Parfait (there’s a magical seed inside!)”
Keito: Don’t order such an enigmatic thing, Eichi. Waiter, just the tea is enough.
...Good grief. You’re not a small child; don’t get all excited.
The summer burns away your energy; if you have too much fun, you’re going to collapse and end up hospitalized again
Eichi: Eh~.... I don’t intend to be hospitalized again for the rest of my life.
Keito: Well then, have some restraint. You might think you’re doing well, but your physical condition is naturally sickly, so at best, you’re in a “state of remission.”
If you act upon the assumption that you’re just as healthy as everyone else, you’re going to make a fool of yourself.
Eichi: You really phrase things in a way that gets to people, Keito. Why not just say, “I’m worried”?
Goodness. We haven’t hung out “alone together” in a while, yet all you’ve done is nag.
Yes, I remember now, you were always that sort of guy. Glad to see you haven’t changed in the slightest.
Keito: Same with you. You usually proudly lean back in your chair as the fine, elegant Student Council President, but....
At your core, you haven’t changed; you’re a shitty brat.
Eichi: Don’t use such foul language while we’re eating, Keito.
Ah, Keito, that chiffon cake you’re having looks delicious; give me a bite ♪
Keito: If you’re going to stuff something into your stomach, make it after the concert.
It should end before lunchtime. Considering the capacity of your stomach, if you eat too much now, it’ll come back up again later.
Eichi: Hm? The orchestra concert we’re going to see starts in the afternoon, right?
Keito: I see right through that transparent statement, Eichi. That’s not what you’re really here to see.
You could call an orchestra to your home at any time.
You came all the way to the neighboring town in this terrible heat because there was something else you wanted to see, right?
Eichi: You sure are like a great detective, Keito. I guess that makes me Watson?
Keito: Apologize to Watson. You’re Moriarty; fall into the gorges1.
Eichi: I guess I chose the wrong words.
You’ve always loved benevolent characters who are only allowed to exist in the world of fiction.
Good and evil are merely relative terms. If everyone in this world became Superman, the bicycle repairman would be the true hero.
Keito: Monty Python2, huh. ...You’re trying to change the topic, Eichi.
Eichi: Boo, you know my methods, so it’s hard to trick you.
Well, that’s fine. I’ll confess, Holmes. It’s just as you said; what I really came to see is a small-scale concert happening in the morning.
But I plan to attend the afternoon concert as well.
It’s by a world-renowned orchestra with a long history; one ought to interact with and absorb such good things.
That’s also the concert I’ve been asked to attend as the representative of the Tenshouin family.
But thanks to the entrance pass I received, I can enter the concert hall at any time, so.
I thought I might as well watch the morning concert too. It seems Mikejima Madara-kun from “MaM” will perform as well.
Considering his connections and behavioral patterns, it’s highly likely he’ll invite an amusing guest.
Mikejima-kun alone is worth observing up-close.
That child is beyond compare. He’s a monster I carelessly failed to kill; I want to break down his characteristics so that we can respond to any trouble he causes at any time.
Keito: It’s best to avoid meddling with Mikejima. Because he is ultimately complete on his own.
Your usual killing tactic of aiming for his weaknesses won’t work; he’s an ancient giant who shouldn’t be touched.
Eichi: You look like you know what you’re talking about. I for one can’t really comprehend him.
Keito: He’s probably the type of person you have trouble understanding. Children don’t understand adults, after all.
Eichi: Well, so long as he doesn’t get in my way, I don’t intend to actively meddle with him, but.
He’s in an odd position, so it’s unnerving—like watching a blind shell that might explode at any moment.
“MaM” is the only “solo unit” in Yumenosaki Academy.
Because most of his activities take place outside of the school—especially abroad—he doesn’t often show up in official DreamFes competitions, and...
He acts outside of the institutions and rules we worked so hard to build for our revolution. Yet he’s absurdly strong.
I feel like it’s dangerous to leave him alone, though it’s best that we do that for now.
In the first place, what in the world is a “solo unit” anyway? It’s a contradictory phrase.
Only Mikejima-kun—only “MaM”—is categorized as an exception like this.
Keito, before I knew it, you officially recognized that sort of entity all on your own....
And now we can’t get rid of the clause regarding “solo units,” an exception to the “unit” rules.
Well, I’m letting it slide, because one day it might come in handy—just like with “temporary units.”
After all, as of now, there are no outstanding problems.
Keito: With regards to that, I apologize for acting on my own without consulting you.
He helped me out once... and in return, I couldn’t refuse to recognize the “solo unit.”
It’s also the result of the strategic move I made to keep Mikejima from getting involved during the subjugation of the “five oddballs,” Shinkai Kanata.
If I had left Mikejima alone, everything would have ended right there.
Eichi: Fufu. You used a blitz tactic to establish the revolution, but it really was forced. At this point in time, we’re discovering problem after problem.
I’m impressed it didn’t fall to pieces mid-air; it was a terrible story on the brink of collapse.
Still, I will be the only one who praises you for not giving up, and writing the story to its end.
Keito: I don’t need your praise. We’re partners in crime, after all; it would be nothing but self-flattery.
Chapter 2 << | index | >> Chapter 4
1. Spoilers for "The Final Problem": Moriarty and Holmes fall into Reichenbach Falls together in what was meant to be the last Sherlock Holmes story
2. From Monty Python’s Flying Circus
Location: Cafe
Eichi: Waiter, may I get another cup of tea?
Also, this—“Salty Watermelon Parfait (there’s a magical seed inside!)”
Keito: Don’t order such an enigmatic thing, Eichi. Waiter, just the tea is enough.
...Good grief. You’re not a small child; don’t get all excited.
The summer burns away your energy; if you have too much fun, you’re going to collapse and end up hospitalized again
Eichi: Eh~.... I don’t intend to be hospitalized again for the rest of my life.
Keito: Well then, have some restraint. You might think you’re doing well, but your physical condition is naturally sickly, so at best, you’re in a “state of remission.”
If you act upon the assumption that you’re just as healthy as everyone else, you’re going to make a fool of yourself.
Eichi: You really phrase things in a way that gets to people, Keito. Why not just say, “I’m worried”?
Goodness. We haven’t hung out “alone together” in a while, yet all you’ve done is nag.
Yes, I remember now, you were always that sort of guy. Glad to see you haven’t changed in the slightest.
Keito: Same with you. You usually proudly lean back in your chair as the fine, elegant Student Council President, but....
At your core, you haven’t changed; you’re a shitty brat.
Eichi: Don’t use such foul language while we’re eating, Keito.
Ah, Keito, that chiffon cake you’re having looks delicious; give me a bite ♪
Keito: If you’re going to stuff something into your stomach, make it after the concert.
It should end before lunchtime. Considering the capacity of your stomach, if you eat too much now, it’ll come back up again later.
Eichi: Hm? The orchestra concert we’re going to see starts in the afternoon, right?
Keito: I see right through that transparent statement, Eichi. That’s not what you’re really here to see.
You could call an orchestra to your home at any time.
You came all the way to the neighboring town in this terrible heat because there was something else you wanted to see, right?
Eichi: You sure are like a great detective, Keito. I guess that makes me Watson?
Keito: Apologize to Watson. You’re Moriarty; fall into the gorges1.
Eichi: I guess I chose the wrong words.
You’ve always loved benevolent characters who are only allowed to exist in the world of fiction.
Good and evil are merely relative terms. If everyone in this world became Superman, the bicycle repairman would be the true hero.
Keito: Monty Python2, huh. ...You’re trying to change the topic, Eichi.
Eichi: Boo, you know my methods, so it’s hard to trick you.
Well, that’s fine. I’ll confess, Holmes. It’s just as you said; what I really came to see is a small-scale concert happening in the morning.
But I plan to attend the afternoon concert as well.
It’s by a world-renowned orchestra with a long history; one ought to interact with and absorb such good things.
That’s also the concert I’ve been asked to attend as the representative of the Tenshouin family.
But thanks to the entrance pass I received, I can enter the concert hall at any time, so.
I thought I might as well watch the morning concert too. It seems Mikejima Madara-kun from “MaM” will perform as well.
Considering his connections and behavioral patterns, it’s highly likely he’ll invite an amusing guest.
Mikejima-kun alone is worth observing up-close.
That child is beyond compare. He’s a monster I carelessly failed to kill; I want to break down his characteristics so that we can respond to any trouble he causes at any time.
Keito: It’s best to avoid meddling with Mikejima. Because he is ultimately complete on his own.
Your usual killing tactic of aiming for his weaknesses won’t work; he’s an ancient giant who shouldn’t be touched.
Eichi: You look like you know what you’re talking about. I for one can’t really comprehend him.
Keito: He’s probably the type of person you have trouble understanding. Children don’t understand adults, after all.
Eichi: Well, so long as he doesn’t get in my way, I don’t intend to actively meddle with him, but.
He’s in an odd position, so it’s unnerving—like watching a blind shell that might explode at any moment.
“MaM” is the only “solo unit” in Yumenosaki Academy.
Because most of his activities take place outside of the school—especially abroad—he doesn’t often show up in official DreamFes competitions, and...
He acts outside of the institutions and rules we worked so hard to build for our revolution. Yet he’s absurdly strong.
I feel like it’s dangerous to leave him alone, though it’s best that we do that for now.
In the first place, what in the world is a “solo unit” anyway? It’s a contradictory phrase.
Only Mikejima-kun—only “MaM”—is categorized as an exception like this.
Keito, before I knew it, you officially recognized that sort of entity all on your own....
And now we can’t get rid of the clause regarding “solo units,” an exception to the “unit” rules.
Well, I’m letting it slide, because one day it might come in handy—just like with “temporary units.”
After all, as of now, there are no outstanding problems.
Keito: With regards to that, I apologize for acting on my own without consulting you.
He helped me out once... and in return, I couldn’t refuse to recognize the “solo unit.”
It’s also the result of the strategic move I made to keep Mikejima from getting involved during the subjugation of the “five oddballs,” Shinkai Kanata.
If I had left Mikejima alone, everything would have ended right there.
Eichi: Fufu. You used a blitz tactic to establish the revolution, but it really was forced. At this point in time, we’re discovering problem after problem.
I’m impressed it didn’t fall to pieces mid-air; it was a terrible story on the brink of collapse.
Still, I will be the only one who praises you for not giving up, and writing the story to its end.
Keito: I don’t need your praise. We’re partners in crime, after all; it would be nothing but self-flattery.
Chapter 2 << | index | >> Chapter 4
1. Spoilers for "The Final Problem": Moriarty and Holmes fall into Reichenbach Falls together in what was meant to be the last Sherlock Holmes story
2. From Monty Python’s Flying Circus