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healingbonds ([personal profile] healingbonds) wrote2020-05-17 05:39 pm

Etude of the Mischievous Mask | Chapter 9

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The Western and Southern wizards come up with a plan to capture the bizarre mask.
The Southern wizards will cast their blessings in various areas of the caste to chase the mischievous mask into the dance hall.
The Western wizards will then figure out who exactly is wearing the bizarre mask among all the masked figures in the dance hall.
In his last lesson, Chloe learned how to use magic to uncover something’s true identity. This is his chance to show what he’s learned.


Chloe: Okay! I'll do my best!

And thus, the Western wizards’ first job begins.

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Rutile: ...This area should work.
So that evil beings, and things that cause trouble for others won't approach this area.
<< Ortonik Setomaouge >>

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Lennox: Dr. Figaro can be so troublesome. The things he says aren’t necessarily wrong; he just chooses to say them in an inflammatory manner....
But I hope tonight will be a good experience for Mitile and Rutile.
<< Forcetao Meuva >>

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Mitile: I need to show off how good the Southern wizards are, alongside the Western wizards!



I hope I can be of use to the people at the castle, and Sir Sage too!
<< Ortonik Cealsispilce >>

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Chloe and I remain in the dance hall together. Red dresses, blue masks, green feathers... We watch the people passing by, our eyes peeled for their hidden expressions.
Chloe was the same when he first arrived at the magic headquarters. He tried to see what people were really like; he tried to find out what they liked, and what they didn’t like....
So that he could become friends with everyone.


Chloe: ....I sense magic.

Chloe looks up in realization. A tall lady wearing an exceptionally fancy mask approaches us.
The bright red lips underneath the extravagant mask grin like a cat.
I’m taken aback by the irregular grin, and Chloe immediately recites his spell.


Chloe: << Suispicibo Voitengok >>

The lady turns into a kitten and lands on my shoulder, as if it wants to play. Chloe’s eyes grow round at the sight.

Chloe: Ah! You're Murr, right!



Cat: Correct~~!

The cat replies in Murr’s voice, and turns into Murr. I fear that I’m going to get crushed, but it looks like he’s floating by my shoulder like a balloon, using magic.

Akira: M-Murr, you’re going to attract attention.....

Murr: Shylock asked me to check and see how much you've grown, Chloe! Well done!

Chloe: Thanks! Come on, Murr, get off of Sir Sage’s shoulder....

Chloe says, and then lifts his eyes again. Rustica is standing by us, wearing a mask. We can’t see his face, but his clothes are the same as Rustica’s.



Rustica: What's wrong?

Chloe: Ah... Murr transformed into a noble lady. And then he became a cat.

Rustica smiles underneath the mask.

Rustica: I see.

The noise of the party grows distant at his quiet smile.
Chloe and I can’t take our eyes off of him. His hair, his voice, the color of his eyes... they’re all the same as Rustica’s.
But something feels off.


Chloe: ....What were you doing?

Chloe asks, tracing Rustica with his eyes from head to toe.

Rustica: What do you mean, what was I doing? I was doing my job as the Sage’s wizard. We need to look for the bizarre mask.

His gentle, friendly tone sounds just like Rustica. For a moment, I think my suspicions were unfounded.
But Chloe shakes his head.


Chloe: Even though there are so many noble ladies here? Rustica, knowing you, you'd look for something else, not a bizarre mask.

Rustica doesn't answer. Instead, he smiles, and offers his hand.

Rustica: Let's dance.

Chloe: ....You wanted someone to dance with you?

Rustica: Yes. That's why I'm here. It's boring just being a decoration on the wall.

Chloe: Is that your true form?

Rustica: Isn't it everyone's? When there's a fun party, we all want to join in and dance.
It's lonely, being left all alone. I want friends. There are so many lovely people here.

His voice sounds so lonely that it feels like it'll suck you in. Chloe's eyes widen, and he utters his spell.

Chloe: << Suispicibo Voitengok >> !

Rustica's mask begins to shine. At the same time, Rustica grabs Chloe's arm. The eyes behind the mask begin to turn into a pitch-black darkness.

Akira: Chloe....!

In that moment, another hand gently comes to rest itself on the hand that has grabbed Chloe’s arm.

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