[Listen to the Whispers of the Leaves] - Rustica SR Card Story Translation
Ft. Oz (Akira in card episode, Arthur and Chloe mention)
A Present From You - Chapter 1
[Mining Town Gift Store]
Oz: …
[Door Opens]
Shopkeep: Welcome in.
Rustica: Why hello. What a lovely little shop you have.
Rustica: Oh? Is that you, Lord Oz? Good afternoon. Are you looking for something?
Oz: …I have found a rabbit.
Rustica: A rabbit, you say? …Ah, has that necklace caught your fancy?
Rustica: The pendant’s craftsmanship is impeccable. It looks like it could hop away at any moment. Are you planning to give it to someone?
Oz: …I was merely looking. It’s not like I was asked to bring back a souvenir.
Rustica: Well, asked or not, I don't see why you couldn't do it anyways.
Rustica: If you’d like to gift something, then you should. That’s plenty of reason to do so I’d say.
Oz: …Is that so?
Rustica: Why of course! Ah, I know. Why don’t I give you something? That way, you’ll be able to see what it’s like to be on the receiving end of things.
Rustica: Then, I’d like you to give me something.
Oz: What do you mean?
Rustica: Consider it a little practice before you present Prince Arthur with his gift.
Oz: …I did not say anything about Arthur…
Rustica: Ah, but anyone could guess from the look on your face.
Rustica: Not to mention, I am also curious to know what you’d choose for me.
Oz: …Did you want a present?
Rustica: Very much so! Simply thinking about receiving one from you makes me want to sing.
Oz: …Fine. I’ll play along.
Rustica: Thank you very much! Shall we begin then?
A Present From You - Chapter 2
Rustica: What do you think of this bracelet, Lord Oz?
Rustica: Although these earrings would look lovely on you as well.
[Rustling Metal]
Oz: I suppose. For you…
Rustica: Oh, I can hardly wait.
Oz: …This brooch.
[Rustling Metal]
Rustica: My, my, both the silverwork and gold accents are top class! Thank you very much.
Rustica: What next… Oh?
Oz: …Are you interested in that blue bird ornament?
Rustica: Yes, the azure hue resembles my eyes, does it not? Ah, that gives me an idea…
Rustica: Sir shopkeep. Is there a version of this in red?
Shopkeep: Indeed there is. Let me find it for you.
Rustica: Haha, now we can match with the color of our eyes.
Oz: Why does that matter?
Rustica: Because it makes me happy. It’s a mark that the two of us—you and I—were here after all.
Rustica: I might not have a grand reason for giving you this… but isn’t the desire to spread joy enough?
Oz: …
Shopkeep: Here’s the red one for you.
Oz: …Shopkeep, I’ll take the rabbit necklace as well.
Oz: As a present.
Rustica: …! Oh, what a wonderful gift! I’m sure Prince Arthur will love it!
Oz: Mm. I must thank you…
Rustica: Now all that’s left is finding gifts for each other!
Oz: …? I thought this was just practice…
Rustica: What do you think of this hair accessory? I think it’d look splendid on you.
Oz: …
Oz: …Then this is for you…
Rustica: Oh, how lovely! Thank you very much.
Rustica: There’s no fun like gift-giving! Shall we keep going, Lord Oz?
Mini Fashion Show - Card Episode
[Akira’s Room]
Rustica: Good afternoon, Master Sage. Is this a good time?
Akira: Rustica! Did you need something?
Rustica: Chloe and I were thinking of holding a fashion show in the hall soon with the accessories I acquired from the mining town.
Rustica: Lord Oz and Prince Arthur will also be making an appearance.
Akira: Really? That sounds like fun!
Akira: Now that you mention it, I do remember you and Oz bringing home a ton of gifts from our trip.
Akira: Were you planning to show them off here?
Rustica: That’s precisely it, Master Sage.
Rustica: I came by to invite you to the show, but would you also like to participate in it?
Akira: Huh? Me?
Rustica: Yes, indeed. Actually, I’d purchased a couple of pieces I thought would look marvelous on you.
Rustica: As a result, I think you would fit perfectly within our show.
Akira: You make a compelling case… However, are you certain I’ll make a good model? I’m not sure I can do your accessories justice.
Rustica: Why, of course you will! You’ll look absolutely stunning, I’m sure of it.
Rustica: No matter what you say, I have faith in your abilities.
Home Screen Voice Line
“You’d like for me to teach you proper dining etiquette? …Well first things first, you must gently lift your silverware as if inviting them to dance. These are your precious partners upon the tabletop stage. Isn’t it less stressful to think of them that way?”
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Valentines 2023 Event Story Translation: Chapter 1 - Entrusting An Intoxicating Love With Dolce
Thank you @/amorest-viesse for helping with proofreading!
Scenario: Minami Yuna
Scenario supervision: Kazuma Kowo
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Entrusting An Intoxicating Love With Dolce: Chapter 1
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???: Become taaasty, become taaaaasty.
???: Whether it's bitter or spicy stuff, I don’t wanna eat any of them. All I wanna sate my stomach and heart with is sweet, sweet stuff.
???: And now, the secret ingredient, a pinch of red fragments.
???: My, oh my….. With this, I wonder if I can savour once again that sweet moment of enchantment that felt just like a dream, from that fateful day?
???: I wonder if…… that thing has already reached his hands?
(Scene change)
That afternoon, gentle sunlight was seeping through the curtained windows.
As I walked past the living room, I could hear lively voices from within.
Rustica: Ah, I wouldn't recommend flapping your wings so violently. You’ll end up injuring yourself.
Shino: Jeez, stop making such a fuss.
Figaro: I've got to say, this form it's in now is rather adorable though, isn't it?
Akira: Ah……!
Present in the discussion room was Rustica and several other wizards, all of whom were peering into his birdcage.
As well as a little bird inside that same birdcage. From the way it was furiously beating its wings, it didn't seem to have agreed to getting put inside the cage.
Chloe: Oh, Master Sage. Good afternoon!
Akira: Good afternoon to you too, Chloe. Looks like everyone’s all gathered here.
Akira: And umm, could this bird be……
Chloe: Ah, it’s all good! This isn't the usual deal, so no need to worry.
Shino: This thing’s a letter. It was tottering around the manor grounds just now.
Akira: A letter?
Figaro: Yup. Seems like it got lost while searching for its recipient.
Figaro: It’s probably a letter sent by a wizard to one of ours here. However, it deftly slipped away whenever I tried to ask where it’s headed to.
Rustica: So that’s why I invited it into my birdcage for the time being.
Rustica: Since if it had the sender’s name on it, perhaps we could help show it the way.
Rustica slowly opened the door to the birdcage. Then, he gently enveloped the bird in his hands and it glowed with a soft light.
Akira: The bird turned into an envelope……! Looks like it’s not planning to run away anymore.
Shino: It grasped the situation it’s in and started behaving, huh.
Chloe: What a stylish envelope. That colour scheme with a touch of boldness to it and that candy pattern... they're so cute!
Rustica: Looks like the sender has good taste. I wonder who this is…… Oh my?
Figaro: ……Hmm?
At the bottom right corner of the flip side of the envelope, I could see a short insciption.
Rustica and Figaro looked as though they discovered the sender’s name, and exclaimed in unison;
Rustica, Figaro: Doctor Dolce?
Shino, Chloe: ……?
The words that they uttered was an unfamiliar name with a curious ring to it.
Akira: Are they someone the both of you know?
Rustica: Yes, he’s a wizard of Western Country. I've never met him in person, but he is extremely famous.
Figaro: He’s also a personality with quite the peculiar rumours surrounding him though. I wonder if someone in Murr’s circle is acquaintances with him?
As if trying to prevent Figaro from peeking at the recipient’s name, the letter slid out of Rustica’s fingers.
And before it stands a new arrival to the room.
Owen: Ah, so another one has arrived.
Akira: Owen!
Owen: That letter is for me.
Owen nonchalantly picked up the letter and snapped his fingers.
In that moment, the letter shone brightly and filled the room with a sweet scent that bursted forth like an exploding party popper.
Akira: Wow……! Candies popped up from inside of the envelope!?
Chloe: And so many of them too! Chocolates, cookies, and even candies……
Shino: There’s macarons and cupcakes too. Amazing, they just keep coming.
Rustica: It’s the lovely scent of butter and vanilla. From the appearance to the shape, and its colour and brilliance…… I wonder if they’re all gifts for Owen?
Figaro: My, my, if it isn’t quite the passionate present. Are you acquainted with Doctor Dolce?
Owen: I wonder.
From the top of the mountain of sweets, Owen picked up a ribbon-shaped candy.
Biting into it with a crunch, he continued to speak in a particularly indifferent tone.
Owen: I don’t recall when it was already, but they started sending me sweets on their own out of the blue, that’s all. I have no interest in that person at all.
Shino: It's not a tribute or something you threatened him into sending you?
Owen: As if. No matter how much I muddle up my tracks, that stubborn wizard continues to dig out my whereabouts with magic and sends them to me.
Figaro: What a rare sight. For you to just leave someone be even though they're after you.
Akira: And with how you seem to dislike having your whereabouts known too…….
Owen: Well, it's just a wizard of that standard. If it comes down to it, I can easily make it so that they are unable to use tracking magic ever again.
Owen: I leave them be only because I get to eat all these sweet treats.
Rustica: My, what a wonderful story…… Risking one’s life to send gifts out of devotion to a prideful Northern Wizard such as yourself…
Rustica: So that famous Doctor Dolce has such a passionate side to him too.
Shino: ……Hey. What kind of guy is this Doctor Dolce person?
Shino directed his question at Rustica, whose face was lighted with a gentle smile from the discovery. Admiring the mountain of sweets just moments ago, Chloe joined in with a question of his own.
Chloe: He sent you all these lovely gifts, yet he’s not an acquaintance of yours. Could he be a fan of yours, Owen?
Akira: Earlier, you mentioned that he’s a Western Wizard, right? From the name he goes by, he seems to be some sort of medical doctor or professor so is he perhaps someone you know, Figaro?
Figaro: I’ve only heard of him through the grapevines. Doctor Dolce is his nickname, he’s an outstanding scientist.
Rustica: I heard that he stays in a mysterious mansion located somewhere within Western Country, and often attended academic conferences and parties in different countries.
Rustica: His motto is ‘Everything in this world is made through science!’. He seems to be immensely knowledgeable about many fields.
Figaro: His specialty is biology, but he is skilled in medical science too. I’ve read his books before too.
Figaro: Well, I guess you could say he’s someone who straddles the line between genius and eccentricity. He has quite a number of years to his name, but from the portraits of him I’ve seen before, his appearance is around the same age as Chloe.
Figaro: He’s a beautiful young man with a doll-like appearance, but there’s a lot of horrifying rumours surrounding him, almost as if serving as a contrast to his looks.
Shino: Horrifying rumours?
Figaro: He’s the type who has no reservations when it comes to his own desire. As long as it has to do with research, there are no methods that he wouldn’t resort to.
Figaro: For example, using human bodies for experiments. He’d bring in wizards or children with no place to belong, dissect their body, replace their insides and so forth……
Akira, Chloe: Whaaat!?
Figaro: They’re all just rumours. But at one point, he started devoting himself to the art of making sweets over studies and experiments.
Figaro: Though cooking is also said to be a form of science, but Western Wizards sure are capricious, aren’t they?
Akira: I think in terms of occupations, a scientist and a patissier are worlds apart though…… But he sure is a multi-talented individual.
Rustica: He’s apparently a peerless sweet tooth himself. It is said that he believes sweets can improve the efficiency of one’s brain, and started dabbling in developing sweets blended with science.
Figaro: Perhaps he got addicted to it from there. And that’s how his nickname of Doctor Dolce, scientist-cum-patissier, came about.
Figaro: At first, the idea of the desserts made by an eccentric oddball…… Let’s just say people abhorred it. But through those who took the plunge for curiosity's sake, it started becoming the vogue.
Rustica: After all, it’s quite the exquisite piece of work. His handmade “Lethal Medicine Sweets Series” flew off the shelves in every store that stocked it.
Shino: In other words, these sweets are made by that extraordinarily skilled eccentric patissier, huh……
Shino: I wanna try it too. Owen, since you have a whole mountain of it, it should be alright if you let us have a pinch, right?
Owen: Oun wahhaa, woa do I hafur shaaem?
Shino: Wha? Don’t speak with your mouth full.
Chloe: It’s just a guess but maybe he meant: ‘Don’t wanna, why do I have to share them’…… or something like that?
Shino: You’re so stingy. It won’t kill you if we have just a little to try.
Rustica: It’s been a long time since I’ve tasted his sweets too. By the time I caught on to the buzz around it, it’d already become a rare luxury that is almost impossible to obtain.
Rustica: I’ll brew you some of my best tea, so won’t you consider sharing some of them with me?
Chloe: Then, how about a trade? I still have some of my favourite cookies left in my room, I’ll bring you some!
Owen: Munch munch…… gulp.
Owen: I’ll take the tea and cookies. I’m not giving you any of my sweets though.
Surrounding the mountain of sweets, the wizards continued on with their boisterous conversation. Standing by the side, Figaro muttered in a low voice to himself.
Figaro: Speaking of…… It’s been a long time since I last saw his desserts.
Akira: Huh?
Figaro: Doctor Dolce once retired from making desserts about one hundred years ago, you see.
Figaro: ‘I won’t be making any more desserts after this, because I want to focus on important research’. Apparently that’s what he wrote in the letter he sent to his distributors.
Akira: I-Is that so? Then, these sweets are……
Figaro: There’s traces of magic on them, so I think they’re made by him.
Figaro: He was originally a scientist, and his journey into sweetmaking was a whim, wasn’t it? So, there were rumours that he got bored of it……
Figaro: Perhaps he decided to get back into it after some time?
(Scene change)
On the same night.
Akira: (It sure was merry during the day. The other wizards were lured in by the scent of the desserts and joined in on the gathering……)
Though Owen disappeared immediately along with all his sweets, the wizards who were gathered there started their own tea party at that spot.
Starting with the tea that Rustica brewed and Chloe’s cookies, the others brought in various kinds of sweets, and lively conversations bloomed in the room.
Akira: (Everyone sure was immensely curious about the sweets Owen received and asked about the sender. Although in the end, he refused to share a single piece of the Doctor’s sweets……)
Akira: Sweets made by a scientist-cum-patissier…… I wonder just how it tastes.
Owen: ……
Akira: Ah……
As I headed towards the courtyard lost in thoughts, it appears someone was already there. Stepping forward, I greeted him from behind.
Akira: Owen. Good evenighhh……!?
As Owen turned around towards me, I jumped back a few steps instinctively at the glimpse of his face; for the corners of his mouth were stained a bright, crimson red.
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