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The Bonds We Formed, Like Magic | Chapter 18
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Shino: It’s where you charge a lot of money on purpose. I think the real value would’ve been in bronze coins.
Heathcliff: Sir Sage mentioned told us that it was funny when people would charge one million yen for a piece of candy that really costs one hundred yen.
Faust: Is it funny?
Nero: I would’ve grabbed the guy by his collar. I guess the people in Sir Sage’s world are really tolerant.
Shino: Also, there’s this practice called gourmet reports where people go super detailed and over-the-top in their reactions to food.
Nero: Huh. I’d kinda want to try that.
Faust: Can you give us an example, Heathcliff?
Heathcliff: Um......
Omnom... Yeah! It’s rich, packed with flavor, sticky, and delicious!
L... like that.
Shino: You were perfect. Round of applause.
Heathcliff: Stop it, please.
Shino: You were so cute. Gourmet reports were made for you, Heath. Let’s carry on the legacy at Blanchett.
Nero: Huh, I like that. Wish we’d do it at the magic headquarters too.
Faust: Do you want more colorful reactions?
Nero: Just a single line — like "it’s delicious" — makes me happy, but the more reactions I get, the better.
Heathcliff: Of course.... I’ll work on building up my vocabulary for taste.
Faust: That’s true. It was careless of me to simply enjoy the food without giving back.
Shino: I’m fully satisfied with your cooking. I can’t think of any better praise than that, but if you want something more, I’ll toss in a wink. How’s that?
Nero: What even are you to me?
Faust: All right. Well, I’ll be headed off with Nero, so you two should go on to the beach.
Shino: Give me some allowance.
Heathcliff: Shino!
Shino: You told me to eat some candy. Give me an allowance so I can buy some candy. I left my wallet.
Heathcliff: I have mine. I’ll pay, so it’s all right.
Faust: No... We don’t get many opportunities to let loose like this. Here’s a little something.
Shino: Yay.
Heathcliff: You’re supposed to say thank you, you know!? Thank you, and I’m sorry for the trouble, Mr. Faust.
Faust: Please buy some drinks for me and Nero. We’ll be with you soon.
Heathcliff: We will.
Nero: Don’t cause any trouble. Be good boys.
Shino: I know! Let’s go, Heath.
Heathcliff: Don’t pull me along....!
(Footsteps)
Faust: Fufu. They’re so playful.
Nero: Mr. Faust.
Faust: What.
Nero: Can I get a little something too?
Faust: You want an allowance too?
Nero: I just want to know if you’ll give it to me.
Faust: I’ll give you some if you’re a good boy. Can you be a good boy till the end of day?
Nero: Oh god. Don’t treat me like a child....
Faust: Fufu. You’re blushing.
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Heathcliff: We got a canteen filled with coffee. I wish we had some cups, but.....
Shino: We can just share from the bottle.
Heathcliff: I wonder if Mr. Faust and Nero will be okay with sharing......
Shino: If you’re fine with it, Heath, everyone else should be too.
Heathcliff: Don’t make it sound like I’m the weakest link.
Shino: What’s wrong with being weak? If you were all stout, I wouldn’t have anything to do.
Heathcliff: Is that how it works....?
Shino: That’s how it works. Ah... I messed up.
Heathcliff: What’s wrong?
Shino: I messed up choosing the candy. I got three different flavors, but I don’t like this one.
Heathcliff: It tastes like cinnamon. It’s a little spicy.
Shino: The chocolate is good.
Heathcliff: The maple is good too. ....The breeze is a bit chilly.
Shino: ..........
Heathcliff: Shino?
Shino: I wonder what lies beyond the ocean.
Heathcliff: They say there’s nothing there. There’s nothing there — not even spirits — so we can’t even use magic.
Shino: So we can’t fly out there on our brooms?
Heathcliff: You have to go by sea. You row for days and days on end through a world of nothingness.....
The very thought of it makes me scared. I’m not gonna think about it anymore.
Shino: Why are you scared?
Heathcliff: Isn’t it scary? Thinking about the distant and extraordinary — things like space, the ocean, and deep forests?
Shino: I don’t know. They won’t hurt you unless you get too close to them. Plus, the forest isn’t scary.
Heathcliff: It’s scary at night.
Shino: Even Sherwood Forest? It exists to protect Blanchett.
Heathcliff: Because it’s pitch-black at night.... Shino, you’re so courageous, being able to sleep in the midnight forest like that.
Shino: I mean, it’s not like I can just sneak into the castle if I’m having trouble sleeping.
Heathcliff: .......... Sorry......
Shino: Why are you apologizing?
Heathcliff: I was being insensitive..... I wanted to praise your bravery, but instead.... Sometimes I’m really thoughtless.....
Shino: ......? I don’t get it. I like it when you praise me.
Heathcliff: .................
Shino: Come on, eat more.
Heathcliff: Thank you.
Nero: He~y.
Heathcliff: Oh, it’s Nero and Mr. Faust.
Shino: Faust looks so out of place on the beach.
(Footsteps)
Faust: Were you little kids able to buy your candy?
Shino: Don’t call us little. I’ll give you this one. It tastes weird.
Faust: It tastes weird?
Shino: I think you’ll like it.
Nero: Ooh. It’s pretty good. But it’s parchingly sweet.
Heathcliff: We have some cold coffee too. But it’s in a big canteen, so we don’t have separate cups for everyone.
Nero: Well, that’s normal since we’re on vacation. I can prepare some with magic, but I’m fine sharing from the bottle.
Heathcliff: Are you okay with it too, Mr. Faust?
Faust: So long as you don’t mind.
Shino: See? I told you. Faust is surprisingly low-bred.
Heathcliff: Stop being so rude!
Faust: I don’t think I’m particularly ill-bred, but when push comes to shove, I certainly could stuff thoroughly chewed pieces of dried meat into your mouths.
Shino & Heathcliff: ...........
Faust: And if you don’t want that to happen, you should protect yourselves.
Shino & Heathcliff: Yes, sir.
Faust: Haha. I like that reply. .........
Nero: What are you staring at me for?
Faust: I don’t think you could handle it, Nero.
Nero: Nah, I could. I sucked poison from open wounds like it was no big deal.
Shino: I’ve gotten an upset stomach from eating rotting horse meat before.
Faust: I’m fine with anything so long as Heathcliff is fine with it too.
Nero: I’m good so long as Heathcliff is good with it.
Shino: I won’t make you eat rotten horse, so don’t worry.
Heathcliff: ....You’ve all gone through so much..... I’ll do my best.....
✦✧☾✧✦
Rutile: If you bury this magical wooden turtle in the sand, you can build a sandcastle straight out of your imagination....
Look, Mitile. Doesn’t this seem fun? It’ll be perfect for spending time with Riquet.
Shopkeeper: It doesn’t have to be a castle. You can build all sorts of things, like a model of your room or a public square.
Mitile: Wow, that seems fun!
Figaro: It looks safe, too — I don’t sense any weird curses. Its magic powers probably won’t last very long, though.
Lennox: It’s reasonably priced too. Did you make it, madam?
Shopkeeper: That’s right. It’s really popular among tourists.
Figaro: Then Dr. Figaro will buy it for you. I shoved you away earlier, after all.
Mitile: It’s okay, I was fine! You did it to protect me, after all. I should be the one apologizing to you.
Figaro: Why?
Mitile: Because I didn’t trust you.....
Figaro: Don’t worry about it. I put on a vivid act in order to stop Mithra, after all.
Wasn’t your Dr. Figaro an amazing actor? You must’ve been really surprised.
Mitile: Yes, I really was! Dr. Figaro, I think you could be a theater star.
Figaro: Haha, thank you. Now take this and go play with Riquet. You’re meeting up after this, right?
Mitile: Yay! Thank you!
Lennox: Mitile, where are you meeting Riquet? On the eastern beach?
Mitile: Ah... Yes.
Lennox: Then I guess you’ll be fine. It seems like the fishermen are all gathering on the western coast.
I wonder if something happened.... I’ll take you to the beach just in case.
Mitile: Are you sure? Don’t you have to go shopping for the barbeque.....
Figaro: Rutile and I will take care of it.
Leno, you should look for Faust after you’ve dropped off Mitile. I don’t want you to space out and burn yourself.
Lennox: ............
Figaro: The Eastern wizards said they were headed to the bazaar too. Maybe you’ll find them if you look around.
Lennox: Thank you, Sir... Dr. Figaro.
Figaro: Not at all.
Lennox: Please take care of Rutile for me.
Rutile: Mister Leno, I’m an adult now. I’ll be fine.
Lennox: Right. All right, let’s go, Mitile.
Mitile: Yes!
Figaro: ...........
I’m such a good guy.......
Rutile: Did something happen between Mister Leno and Mister Faust?
Figaro: Well.....
He harbored his unchanging feelings for four hundred years. That requires a tremendous amount of energy; it’d be more strange if something weren’t going on.
Like a volcano that lays dormant, pretending to be dead. It may look like a soothing landscape, covered in verdure and wild fauna....
But it will one day erupt in flames that decimate all life surrounding it.
Rutile: Are you talking about Mister Leno? Or Mister Faust?
Figaro: Both, I guess.
Rutile: That’s quite deep.....
Figaro: Rutile, you have volcanic potential too. You’re Tiretta’s child, after all.
Rutile: Mister Mithra said the exact opposite thing to me.
Figaro: What did he say?
Rutile: He called me cold.
Figaro: You? Cold? He really wants to be spoiled, huh.
Rutile: I want to be kind to him.... I try to be kind to him, but it just doesn’t seem to work.
I don’t want Mister Mithra and Sir Oz to fight.....
But he said that Mother would have told him to fight.
Figaro: Fufu.... Well, he might be right. There’s probably nothing that would beat seeing your very own apprentice defeating Oz.
But you’d never seen such a fierce Tiretta, right, Rutile?
Rutile: ....But it made sense to me, strangely enough. I could imagine that mother was like that in front of Mister Mithra.
And that made me feel like.... I had captured a wild horse, and tied it to a stall against its will.
If you take a wild horse and place it in a stall, it’ll either kick up a storm or grow weak, right?
Figaro: Yes. I think Mithra would cause a storm even if he weren’t tied to anything, though.
Rutile: I-is that so?
Figaro: Rutile, you’re plenty kind. Mithra is only complaining because he expects a lot from you.
Chapter 17 << | index | >> Chapter 19
Shino: It’s where you charge a lot of money on purpose. I think the real value would’ve been in bronze coins.
Heathcliff: Sir Sage mentioned told us that it was funny when people would charge one million yen for a piece of candy that really costs one hundred yen.
Faust: Is it funny?
Nero: I would’ve grabbed the guy by his collar. I guess the people in Sir Sage’s world are really tolerant.
Shino: Also, there’s this practice called gourmet reports where people go super detailed and over-the-top in their reactions to food.
Nero: Huh. I’d kinda want to try that.
Faust: Can you give us an example, Heathcliff?
Heathcliff: Um......
Omnom... Yeah! It’s rich, packed with flavor, sticky, and delicious!
L... like that.
Shino: You were perfect. Round of applause.
Heathcliff: Stop it, please.
Shino: You were so cute. Gourmet reports were made for you, Heath. Let’s carry on the legacy at Blanchett.
Nero: Huh, I like that. Wish we’d do it at the magic headquarters too.
Faust: Do you want more colorful reactions?
Nero: Just a single line — like "it’s delicious" — makes me happy, but the more reactions I get, the better.
Heathcliff: Of course.... I’ll work on building up my vocabulary for taste.
Faust: That’s true. It was careless of me to simply enjoy the food without giving back.
Shino: I’m fully satisfied with your cooking. I can’t think of any better praise than that, but if you want something more, I’ll toss in a wink. How’s that?
Nero: What even are you to me?
Faust: All right. Well, I’ll be headed off with Nero, so you two should go on to the beach.
Shino: Give me some allowance.
Heathcliff: Shino!
Shino: You told me to eat some candy. Give me an allowance so I can buy some candy. I left my wallet.
Heathcliff: I have mine. I’ll pay, so it’s all right.
Faust: No... We don’t get many opportunities to let loose like this. Here’s a little something.
Shino: Yay.
Heathcliff: You’re supposed to say thank you, you know!? Thank you, and I’m sorry for the trouble, Mr. Faust.
Faust: Please buy some drinks for me and Nero. We’ll be with you soon.
Heathcliff: We will.
Nero: Don’t cause any trouble. Be good boys.
Shino: I know! Let’s go, Heath.
Heathcliff: Don’t pull me along....!
(Footsteps)
Faust: Fufu. They’re so playful.
Nero: Mr. Faust.
Faust: What.
Nero: Can I get a little something too?
Faust: You want an allowance too?
Nero: I just want to know if you’ll give it to me.
Faust: I’ll give you some if you’re a good boy. Can you be a good boy till the end of day?
Nero: Oh god. Don’t treat me like a child....
Faust: Fufu. You’re blushing.
✦✧☾✧✦
Heathcliff: We got a canteen filled with coffee. I wish we had some cups, but.....
Shino: We can just share from the bottle.
Heathcliff: I wonder if Mr. Faust and Nero will be okay with sharing......
Shino: If you’re fine with it, Heath, everyone else should be too.
Heathcliff: Don’t make it sound like I’m the weakest link.
Shino: What’s wrong with being weak? If you were all stout, I wouldn’t have anything to do.
Heathcliff: Is that how it works....?
Shino: That’s how it works. Ah... I messed up.
Heathcliff: What’s wrong?
Shino: I messed up choosing the candy. I got three different flavors, but I don’t like this one.
Heathcliff: It tastes like cinnamon. It’s a little spicy.
Shino: The chocolate is good.
Heathcliff: The maple is good too. ....The breeze is a bit chilly.
Shino: ..........
Heathcliff: Shino?
Shino: I wonder what lies beyond the ocean.
Heathcliff: They say there’s nothing there. There’s nothing there — not even spirits — so we can’t even use magic.
Shino: So we can’t fly out there on our brooms?
Heathcliff: You have to go by sea. You row for days and days on end through a world of nothingness.....
The very thought of it makes me scared. I’m not gonna think about it anymore.
Shino: Why are you scared?
Heathcliff: Isn’t it scary? Thinking about the distant and extraordinary — things like space, the ocean, and deep forests?
Shino: I don’t know. They won’t hurt you unless you get too close to them. Plus, the forest isn’t scary.
Heathcliff: It’s scary at night.
Shino: Even Sherwood Forest? It exists to protect Blanchett.
Heathcliff: Because it’s pitch-black at night.... Shino, you’re so courageous, being able to sleep in the midnight forest like that.
Shino: I mean, it’s not like I can just sneak into the castle if I’m having trouble sleeping.
Heathcliff: .......... Sorry......
Shino: Why are you apologizing?
Heathcliff: I was being insensitive..... I wanted to praise your bravery, but instead.... Sometimes I’m really thoughtless.....
Shino: ......? I don’t get it. I like it when you praise me.
Heathcliff: .................
Shino: Come on, eat more.
Heathcliff: Thank you.
Nero: He~y.
Heathcliff: Oh, it’s Nero and Mr. Faust.
Shino: Faust looks so out of place on the beach.
(Footsteps)
Faust: Were you little kids able to buy your candy?
Shino: Don’t call us little. I’ll give you this one. It tastes weird.
Faust: It tastes weird?
Shino: I think you’ll like it.
Nero: Ooh. It’s pretty good. But it’s parchingly sweet.
Heathcliff: We have some cold coffee too. But it’s in a big canteen, so we don’t have separate cups for everyone.
Nero: Well, that’s normal since we’re on vacation. I can prepare some with magic, but I’m fine sharing from the bottle.
Heathcliff: Are you okay with it too, Mr. Faust?
Faust: So long as you don’t mind.
Shino: See? I told you. Faust is surprisingly low-bred.
Heathcliff: Stop being so rude!
Faust: I don’t think I’m particularly ill-bred, but when push comes to shove, I certainly could stuff thoroughly chewed pieces of dried meat into your mouths.
Shino & Heathcliff: ...........
Faust: And if you don’t want that to happen, you should protect yourselves.
Shino & Heathcliff: Yes, sir.
Faust: Haha. I like that reply. .........
Nero: What are you staring at me for?
Faust: I don’t think you could handle it, Nero.
Nero: Nah, I could. I sucked poison from open wounds like it was no big deal.
Shino: I’ve gotten an upset stomach from eating rotting horse meat before.
Faust: I’m fine with anything so long as Heathcliff is fine with it too.
Nero: I’m good so long as Heathcliff is good with it.
Shino: I won’t make you eat rotten horse, so don’t worry.
Heathcliff: ....You’ve all gone through so much..... I’ll do my best.....
✦✧☾✧✦
Rutile: If you bury this magical wooden turtle in the sand, you can build a sandcastle straight out of your imagination....
Look, Mitile. Doesn’t this seem fun? It’ll be perfect for spending time with Riquet.
Shopkeeper: It doesn’t have to be a castle. You can build all sorts of things, like a model of your room or a public square.
Mitile: Wow, that seems fun!
Figaro: It looks safe, too — I don’t sense any weird curses. Its magic powers probably won’t last very long, though.
Lennox: It’s reasonably priced too. Did you make it, madam?
Shopkeeper: That’s right. It’s really popular among tourists.
Figaro: Then Dr. Figaro will buy it for you. I shoved you away earlier, after all.
Mitile: It’s okay, I was fine! You did it to protect me, after all. I should be the one apologizing to you.
Figaro: Why?
Mitile: Because I didn’t trust you.....
Figaro: Don’t worry about it. I put on a vivid act in order to stop Mithra, after all.
Wasn’t your Dr. Figaro an amazing actor? You must’ve been really surprised.
Mitile: Yes, I really was! Dr. Figaro, I think you could be a theater star.
Figaro: Haha, thank you. Now take this and go play with Riquet. You’re meeting up after this, right?
Mitile: Yay! Thank you!
Lennox: Mitile, where are you meeting Riquet? On the eastern beach?
Mitile: Ah... Yes.
Lennox: Then I guess you’ll be fine. It seems like the fishermen are all gathering on the western coast.
I wonder if something happened.... I’ll take you to the beach just in case.
Mitile: Are you sure? Don’t you have to go shopping for the barbeque.....
Figaro: Rutile and I will take care of it.
Leno, you should look for Faust after you’ve dropped off Mitile. I don’t want you to space out and burn yourself.
Lennox: ............
Figaro: The Eastern wizards said they were headed to the bazaar too. Maybe you’ll find them if you look around.
Lennox: Thank you, Sir... Dr. Figaro.
Figaro: Not at all.
Lennox: Please take care of Rutile for me.
Rutile: Mister Leno, I’m an adult now. I’ll be fine.
Lennox: Right. All right, let’s go, Mitile.
Mitile: Yes!
Figaro: ...........
I’m such a good guy.......
Rutile: Did something happen between Mister Leno and Mister Faust?
Figaro: Well.....
He harbored his unchanging feelings for four hundred years. That requires a tremendous amount of energy; it’d be more strange if something weren’t going on.
Like a volcano that lays dormant, pretending to be dead. It may look like a soothing landscape, covered in verdure and wild fauna....
But it will one day erupt in flames that decimate all life surrounding it.
Rutile: Are you talking about Mister Leno? Or Mister Faust?
Figaro: Both, I guess.
Rutile: That’s quite deep.....
Figaro: Rutile, you have volcanic potential too. You’re Tiretta’s child, after all.
Rutile: Mister Mithra said the exact opposite thing to me.
Figaro: What did he say?
Rutile: He called me cold.
Figaro: You? Cold? He really wants to be spoiled, huh.
Rutile: I want to be kind to him.... I try to be kind to him, but it just doesn’t seem to work.
I don’t want Mister Mithra and Sir Oz to fight.....
But he said that Mother would have told him to fight.
Figaro: Fufu.... Well, he might be right. There’s probably nothing that would beat seeing your very own apprentice defeating Oz.
But you’d never seen such a fierce Tiretta, right, Rutile?
Rutile: ....But it made sense to me, strangely enough. I could imagine that mother was like that in front of Mister Mithra.
And that made me feel like.... I had captured a wild horse, and tied it to a stall against its will.
If you take a wild horse and place it in a stall, it’ll either kick up a storm or grow weak, right?
Figaro: Yes. I think Mithra would cause a storm even if he weren’t tied to anything, though.
Rutile: I-is that so?
Figaro: Rutile, you’re plenty kind. Mithra is only complaining because he expects a lot from you.
Chapter 17 << | index | >> Chapter 19