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Route Translation (JP)

Kicho's Main Story Chapter 9 Part 1

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(Could it be that this guy is...?)

Man: "As I thought, one of the twins survived."

The man clucked his tongue and walked up to Kicho casually.

(Survived?)

Mai: "Kicho!"

Kicho: "..........."

Man: "Who the hell are you!?"

Jumping out of the shadows, I immediately lifted the table and threw it toward the man.

CRASH!

Man: "Whoa!"

(Okay! Now!)

Mai: "Let's run!"

I grabbed his small hand tightly and ran toward the doorway.

(It's gonna be okay. I'll figure it out.)

(I'll protect him.)

We ran out of the castle, took a horse, and continued to flee without looking back, only stopping when we were in the middle of nowhere.

Mai: "I think we're safe now that we've made it this far."

Kicho: "Yeah. They already caught that guy."

Mai: "Huh!? How can you tell?"

Kicho: "He got caught by the vassal, who noticed the commotion when we passed the hallway."

Kicho: "I think that vassal thought I was Nohime."

Mai: "That's..."

Kicho: "It was worth it to dress like this."

He smiled softly as he traced his lips.

Mai: "If you already knew, you should've told me earlier."

(If they thought he was Nohime, I would've been treated as a kidnapper and a thief because I also stole a horse!)

Kicho: "If I told you, they would've found out who I was."

Kicho: "Also, I've always been curious."

Mai: "Curious about what?"

Kicho: "Everything that's not in that room."

He took his eyes off me and carefully dismounted the horse as I followed suit.

(Oh...)

A fresh morning breeze crossed over the plain and ruffled our hair playfully.

The sound of grass and flowers rustling reached my ears and eventually faded away, absorbed by the blue sky.

It was a heart-wrenching moment.

(I see. That room doesn't even have a breeze like this.)

Kicho: "What did I do to my body?"

Mai: "Kicho?"

Kicho: "I was only born into this world. I didn't do anything to be shunned like that."

Mai: "............"

When I saw him turn toward me, I felt a pain in my chest similar to that of a nail being hammered.

Soon, large, uncontrollable tears were spilling from his wide-open eyes as if his feelings had broken down.

Kicho: "I don't want to die. I just want to live."

Kicho: "I'm not Nohime. I'm not a person who doesn't exist. I'm...!"

Mai: "Kicho."

Kicho: "..........."

Mai: "You are you."

Mai: "There's a lot I don't know, but that's the one thing I know very well."

I hugged his little body tightly as I told him this.

Mai: "This is just my take on it, but in this world, other people's evaluations and values make you who you are."

Mai: "But no matter where you are and what you do, you are you."

Mai: "As long as you continue to live and have your will, this fact will never change."

Kicho: "..........."

(These are the most important words he gave me, so I want to return them properly.)

Mai: "Please continue to live as you."

Mai: "I want you to live, too.”

Kicho: "Really?"

Mai: "I'm not lying. I told you earlier that I wouldn't lie to you."

(My meeting with him in the future was the exact opposite.)

(I’ve spent days searching for the truth, confused about what’s right or wrong.)

(In the end, I couldn’t convey anything properly.)

Mai: “I want to be honest, not for your sake, but for mine.”

Mai: “That’s why these words are not lies.”

Kicho: “This is weird.”

Mai: “Is it?”

Kicho: “It wasn’t just your words. You took me with you and ran all the way here.”

Kicho: “You’ve been on my side ever since you showed up out of nowhere.”

(Oh...)

He looked at his hand on my arm and squeezed it tightly.

(I wonder if I conveyed the heartfelt feelings I couldn’t put into words before.)

I wrapped my body around him as if I were hugging the only treasure that was more valuable than anything else in the world.

I felt his heartbeat that overlapped with my own.

Kicho: “I don’t know why you care so much about me, but I believe you. No matter what happens, I will live.”

Mai: “That’s a promise, okay?”

Mai: “If anything happens to you, I’ll be very sad.”

Slowly, I released my arms, and he stared at me.

His eyes were a little reddish, but much more intense than the ones I had first seen in the dark room.

Kicho: “What’s your name?”

Mai: "Huh?"

Kicho: "Your name. I still don't know it."

Mai: "Oh, right. I'm...."

Girl's voice: "Please, answer me! Where are you!?"

Kicho: "-----!"

(I can hear a child's voice and multiple sounds of hoofbeats. I think someone's coming.)

Mai: "Um, Kicho. Did you hear that?"

Kicho: "It's Nohime."

Mai: "So it's your sister's voice."

(Thank God. He can get home safely now that someone is coming to look for him.)

The moment I breathed a sigh of relief...

Mai: "-----!"

I heard a sudden roar of thunder, and rain began to pour down.

Kicho: "Why suddenly?"

Mai: "This is bad. You'll get wet if you don't hurry up. You need to join your sister quickly."

(Huh? This rain feels familiar.)

(Right, a wormhole!)

Mai: "Kicho, I think this is where I have to say goodbye."

Kicho: "What?"

Mai: "I can't involve you in this. I'm sorry!"

(I'm sure that with all those horses, Nohime and the others would notice him immediately.)

I left Kicho behind and ran as fast as I could.

Kicho: “Big sis! I still don’t know your name!”

Mai: “Don’t worry. We’ll see each other again soon!”

I waved my hand, shouting so as not to be drowned out by the sound of the rain.

(He will live and be free to leave, but he will still get tied down by heavy shackles.)

My wanting him to live is unmistakably my true intention.

And I want that life to be something that is not bound by a dark room or shackles.

(I’ve come a long way, so let’s not get lost again. Let’s run straight with our legs and hearts.)

A haze began to form around me, surrounding me, and then I lost consciousness.

Mai: *sigh*

I quickly sat up and looked around.

(I’m in the cabin. I see. I’m back.)

(I’ll never get used to this feeling, even though this is the third time I’ve gone back in time.)

The scenery outside hadn’t changed, and it appeared that not much time had passed since I had lost consciousness in the cabin.

However, I was soaking wet, showing that it wasn’t a dream.

Mai: “Alright!”

(I need to go to him.)

I stood up, determined, when...

Motonari: “Sorry for the intrusion.”

Mai: “Motonari!”

Motonari opened the door with a kick and widened his eyes slightly when he saw me.

Motonari: “What were you doing?”

Mai: “Nothing. I went swimming.”

Motonari: “You mean you went for a dip in the sea at a time like this? You’re crazy.”

Mai: “I didn’t do it because I liked it, but it did clear my head.”

Mai: “More importantly, what do you want?”

(He’s in alliance with him, so maybe he’s got some kind of message.)

As I waited expectantly for Motonari’s response, I heard footsteps approaching again.

Subordinate 1: “Lady Mai! Are you okay一gyaah!”

Kicho’s subordinate jumped in and collapsed on the spot, his face contorted in pain.

Mai: “Eeeek!”

Motonari’s Subordinate: “Boss, we’ve cleaned up everything.”

Motonari: “You’re late.”

Motonari’s Subordinate: “He resisted, saying he never heard such instructions.”

Motonari: “I don’t need any excuses.”

(What does that mean?)

Almost shaken by what happened, I stepped back and distanced myself from Motonari and the others.

I wanted to escape, but they were blocking the entrance.

Mai: “Cutting him even though he resisted is awful. Aren’t you guys comrades?”

Motonari: “Ha? We’re not friends. We’re just temporarily working together because of our shared interests.”

Motonari: “So, if he gets in my way, I’ll kill him.”

Mai: "That's too much!"

Motonari: "You're no exception, princess."

Motonari: "Because of you, the crazy demon became human."

Mai: "Demon?"

(Could it be...)

Motonari: "You know him well. It's Kicho."

Motonari: "Ever since he got involved with you, he's been acting strange."

Motonari: "That's why we have to get rid of him for our plan."

Mai: "-----!"

Motonari: "Take her."

Motonari's subordinate: "Yes, sir."

Mai: "Let me go! No!"

(I need to get to Kicho right away!)

I twisted desperately to shake off the arm that Motonari's man had grabbed, but the difference in strength was obvious, and I felt a searing pain.

Mai: "Ouch."

Motonari: "Grow up. You don't want to end up like him, do you?"

Motonari glanced at Kicho's subordinate, lying on the floor.

Mai: "So where will you take me when I stop resisting?"

Motonari: "That's something you'll have to wait and see."

Mai: "If you do this, won't it cause a rift in the group?"

Motonari: "The opposite. When you're gone, he'll wake up."

Motonari chuckled, his eyes the same color as the blood spreading on the floor.

(I don't think I can escape on my own.)

(Kicho!)

At the same time一

Kicho: "..........."

Kicho suddenly frowned and stopped his horse.

Subordinate 1: "Lord Kicho, is something wrong?"

Kicho: "No, nothing serious. I'm just a little dizzy一Mai?"

For a moment, he felt some kind of memory flashing through his mind.

When he looked up, the sky remained the same color, but the slightest whiff of rain reached Kicho's nose.

Kicho: "Don't tell me..."

He regained his grip on the reins and was about to move on again when一

Mitsuhide: "Wait."

Mitsuhide appeared from among the trees, gun in hand.

Kicho: "Mitsuhide. Are you here to interfere with me again?"

Mitsuhide: "I'd say, of course, but there's one more thing."

Mitsuhide: "Have you seen Mai?"

Kicho: "I see. You've been following that woman."

Kicho: "Don't worry. She already contacted us."

Mitsuhide: "Is she okay?"

Kicho: "Yes, but she'll never return to the Oda army."

Kicho: “We move her to a place where no one can touch her.”

Subordinate 2: “Lord Kicho!”

Subordinate 2: “I have a report. Someone has taken Lady Mai!”

Kicho & Mitsuhide: “----!”

Kicho: “What do you mean?”

Subordinate 2: “I returned to the cabin after preparing the small boat, but there was no sign of her.”

Subordinate 2: “The man on guard was also unconscious after someone slashed his back.”

Mitsuhide: “Is there any possibility that Mai has escaped of her own free will?”

Subordinate 2: “Mitsuhide Akechi! How can you say something like that?”

Subordinate 2: “Are you sure you guys didn’t take her as a hostage again?”

Mitsuhide: “I see. It seems that there is a lot of mixed information out there, or are you really attached to that woman enough to make her worthy of being a hostage?”

Kicho: “I wonder about that. Either way, we don’t need to talk about that right now.”

Mitsuhide: “What matters is who took her?”

Mitsuhide: “For her sake, I’ll give you the right information this time.”

Mitsuhide: “It’s not the Oda forces. I can assure you of that.”

Kicho: “I assure you that we have no intention of spreading lies and causing confusion about this matter, either.”

Mitsuhide: “Oh? So you’re saying that a third party took her away?”

Subordinate 2: “By the way, I noticed that the area around the hut was wet. It was as if it had rained only there.”

Kicho: “Rain...?”

Kicho quickly reached into his pocket despite the gun pointing at him, but what his fingertips were looking for wasn’t there.

Kicho: “I see. If the future is destroyed, so is the life that was there.”

Kicho: “I’m going back to the port. You guys look for Mai.”

Subordinate 1: “Yes, sir.”

Mitsuhide: “Don’t move. I can’t let you get away from here.”

Kicho: “Then come with me.”

Kicho: “That woman, Mai, may not be here in Japan anymore.”

Mitsuhide: “What?”

Kicho & Mitsuhide: “Mai!”

When the two jumped into the cabin, it was, as they reported, empty.

Nothing remained but the bloodstains of his subordinate, who had already been carried away by his comrades.

Kicho: “I knew it.”

Mitsuhide: “Kicho. What do you mean, she’s not here in Japan?”

Kicho: “It exactly means what it says. Mai’s existence disappeared.”

Saying this, Kicho gently reached into his pocket, where there was nothing left but the perfume.

Mitsuhide: “Existence?”

Kicho: “That woman is from the future. Also, I know that future, too.”

Mitsuhide: “That sounds like a fictional story. What proof do you have?”

Kicho: “Only the knowledge I have in my head.”

Kicho: “If you don’t want to believe it, don’t. I’m not asking you to do that.”

Mitsuhide: “Then, if that were true, why did Mai disappear?”

Kicho: “It’s simple. This present is connected to the future.”

Kicho: “When the present changes, so does the future. It also affects those who live there.”

Kicho: “Mai is no exception.”

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Morganders

Who's the cuddler? Both

Who makes the bed? Morgan

Who wakes up first? .... Morgan

Who has the weird taste in music? Morgan

Who is more protective? Greg

Who sings in the shower? Morgan

Who cries during movies? Morgan more so

Who spends the most shopping? Morgan

Who kisses more roughly? Greg

Who is more dominant? Ehhhh Greg. Mostly.

My rating 1-10? 9. They're adorable I think they should've went more that direction than the Hodges direction with Morgan but alas

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I ran across a deleted scene from CSI: Immortality in a Facebook group where Sara is handing out assignments to the group. We get to see a glimpse of Sara's leadership skills; Henry and Hodges recieved field promotions from lab to CSI (which I highly doubt will be upheld in the reboot as the majority audience never saw this clip); Greg and Morgan were once again alluded to being on their way to a more romantic affiliation (with Greg asking if they wanted to ride to their crime scenes together).

I wish I could save and attach the clip here. I've attached a picture of the group and poster below for anyone who might be interested in tracking it down.

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Do you ever get annoyed seeing people say that Leon is a bad choice to be king/has a weak constitution? I literally saw someone saw Leon is a "flop" as king 😭

How do you view Leon's ideologies as king?

Hi Anon!

First of all, everyone has the right to have an opinion. If that’s how they feel, then that’s fine! It’s not annoying to me, it makes me more sad than annoyed. I think it all just comes down to what you personally value. Because ultimately, the princes love Rhodolite and they would be capable of being king (maybe apart from Licht and Luke; I can’t speak for them since we never actually see them become king in any route, but that’s my personal opinion.) I’m not much of a political person, so I don’t have a strong opinion on the matter. I don’t believe I’m qualified to say a specific suitor does or doesn’t have a strong constitution. If someone studies politics, and that’s what they believe then, hey, good for them!

I love Leon’s charisma and his empathy. I think those things are really good qualities to have as a leader, as a king. Because it’s really important to understand everyone and charisma is that sort of magnetism that inspires devotion in people, you know? Leon is not a flop king, and personally, it hurts me a little that someone would say that. Having been thrown into that position and being able to succeed is very impressive. And for me, I empathize with Leon’s feelings of loneliness. It’s a hard emotion to ignore and one of the most difficult to deal with, and he deals with it so well, always smiling and being positive. To me, that takes a lot of strength, but I wish he didn’t have to push his feelings down.

Getting more into personal opinion, I think Leon is a great leader in comparison to the others; him being faction leader and all that— not to say that the others couldn’t be great leaders. But I think Leon is more of a leader than Chevalier. Chevalier never actually leads anything. Their faction is kinda just doing stuff on their own? I mean that’s valid, but I do love the fact that Leon’s faction works together, they work well together, and they help each other out. I think it’s also very hard when they only push Chevalier. They dumb everyone down, to bring Chevalier up, and it downplays everyone else’s abilities. Chevalier is not special because of his genius. I think his genius is just observation mixed with a little bit of intuition, and a lot of other characters can also do this as well.

Sorry, I’ve rambled on too much and I don’t know if I answered in a good way… Thank you for the ask and I hope that gave you another perspective!

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Ikeprince Suitors Comforting You During a Panic Attack [Chevalier, Clavis, Leon, and Nokto]

Characters ↬ Chevalier Michel, Clavis Lelouch, Leon Dompteur, Nokto Klein

Rating ↬ Teen (Fluffy fluff fluff)

Tags ↬ T/W for Leon's headcanon – assault, attempted kidnapping.

A/N ↬ This one goes out to my #1 supporter, @kleeps. Hope you like it. I even wrote an extra sweet Chev to make up for all the times I have him call people rude names or shove them around ;).

Disclaimer↬ I do not own the rights to Ikemen Prince or any of the Ikemen series games. I just enjoy being MC.

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Chevalier Michel

Prince Chevalier Michel is the last person in the world you thought would be comforting you in the midst of one of the worst panic attacks you've experienced in ages.

It all starts when Sariel informs you that you need to attend a dinner at one of the most influential Rhodolite socialite's mansion and that your knowledge of social norms and high-society graces will determine whether you survive as Belle at this cut-throat event.

You feel that familiar tightening of your chest, and the next thing you know, you're shouting an apology to Sariel while you run out of the study.

Where were you going? You have no idea, but at that point, any place furthest away from Sariel sounds like a good plan.

That's why you end up in Prince Chevalier's private library, curled up in a ball, heart pounding and hands shaking, thanking the heavens that the Prince was gracious enough to let you use the room whenever you wanted.

A couple minutes later, you hear the door open and then the familiar scoff of Prince Chevalier Michel.

"I—I'm sorry, Prince Chevalier, but I just need a couple moments… I can be out of her—" You start saying, only to be interrupted by the Prince hoisting you over his shoulder and setting you down beside him on the plush, white couch in his private library.

"Shush, simpleton. There is no need to put on a brave face around me," Chevalier responded, merely opening the leather-bound book in his hand to one earmarked with an ornate bookmark.

You're too surprised to react, too worried about what would come out of your mouth and too concerned about the tears that had been threatening to spill down the sides of your cheeks for hours. That's when you hear Chevalier's voice cut through the barrage of thoughts occupying your mind.

"For ever, said Arthur, it is a worshipful knight's deed to help another worshipful knight when he seeth him in a great danger; for ever a worshipful man will be loath to see a worshipful man shamed; and he that is of no worship…" Chevalier began, his deep voice echoing throughout the large room.

And with his masterful retelling of one of your favourite books, Le Morte d'Arthur, you felt yourself slowly regaining your composure, hanging on every word coming from the Prince's lips

The most surprising thing about the whole situation was how Chevalier's unoccupied hand was soothingly rubbing your upper back (albeit a little awkwardly, it was Prince Chevalier, after all)

As you start feeling your eyelids get heavier and heavier, your head tilts to the side, and you nestle into the crook of Chevalier's shoulder

Before you fully succumb to the grasp of sleep, you swear you could feel the gentle pressure of Chevalier's lips against your forehead and a soft, low whisper of something you can't quite make out

At the sight of your long lashes fluttering and the exhale of your breath evening out, he makes a vow to himself that he'll look after you from now on. After all, who could best protect the one with the golden heart of Rhodolite other than the cold beast himself?

"Don't be upset over silly things like this anymore, simpleton."

Clavis Lelouch

To say that Prince Clavis Lelouch, the third Prince of Rhodolite, was a comforting and considerate man, would be a bald-faced lie.

When you find yourself hyperventilating after seeing Prince Chevalier come back from one of his expeditions absolutely dripping in the blood of his slain enemies, you feel that familiar anxiety clawing at the depths of your chest.

No matter how many times you see Chevalier come back in that state, clothes reeking of the metallic scent of blood, you swear you can never get used to it.

You quickly excuse yourself from the courtyard and rush to the gardens, barely making it before you collapse onto your knees amid the rose bushes.

"Oh? What do we have here?" Clavis muses, coming across you hunched over in the gardens.

He was merely intending on taking a quick nap before Chevalier returns from his expedition, knowing that he'd be given mountains of paperwork to do to clean up the second Prince's messes.

And then it clicks for him, the reason for your current state. His dearest older brother must have returned home from a particularly brutal battle.

The way your eyes always widen and your bottom lip quivers after seeing Chevalier in that state was something Clavis never missed. After all, he found himself inexplicably drawn to you no matter what the situation was.

"Dearest Belle," you hear the familiar taunting lilt of Prince Clavis right in front of you.

"O—oh, Clavis, I didn't hear you," you stammer out, quickly wiping your eyes to get rid of the glossiness of your welled-up tears.

"I need your assistance with something. Follow me," Clavis says, not giving you a chance to respond before he's pulling you up by your arm and forcing you to follow him to the entrance of the castle.

When the two of your reach the entrance, Clavis gently grabs you and pulls you towards him behind a pillar, index finger pressed against his lips urging you to be quiet.

"Gak! W—what is this!?" The melodic voice of Yves Kloss rings out across the expanse of the entrance. "Clavis, when I see you, you're dead! I just bought this shirt!"

Clavis turns to you, eager to see the reaction on your face, and to his pleasant surprise, you're looking at him with an admonishing gaze but a faint smile on your lips. A definite improvement to the terrified expression you had on earlier when he found you in the garden.

"Ah, that's the reaction I was hoping for, my little bunny," he says, brushing away a strand of hair from your face in a surprisingly gentle motion for the mischievous third Prince.

That's how you end up being pulled around for the rest of the day and becoming an unwilling volunteer in Clavis' many schemes. With how busy you were because of Clavis, all of your anxious feelings from before were gone.

Little do you know, from that day on, Clavis vows to never see such a heartbreaking expression on your face again, no matter the cost to him.

That's how you end up being lured away by him from the entrance of the palace whenever any of the Princes were coming back from the battlefronts, and on the rare occasion he was called away too, he made sure to assign Cyril to you under the guise of "training."

Leon Dompteur

If you were to try and pinpoint the most gentlemanly Prince of the Rhodolite palace, Leon Dompteur would place high on that list, which isn't surprising given how often he shows up to save the day

One day, you're out on the town visiting the old bookstore you used to work at when suddenly you feel rough, calloused fingers cover your mouth and pull you into a random alleyway

You truly fear the worst is about to happen, especially you see the blown-out pupils of your assailant, and you get a whiff of that potent smell of alcohol seeping from his breath

That's when, out of nowhere, Leon Dompteur shows up and saves the day, wrestling you from the attacker's grip and causing the other man to flee. How does he manage to always show up when you're in need? And how does he look so good doing it?

He turns to train his golden gaze on you when he notices that you're on the cobblestone ground, curled up in a ball and hyperventilating

"Belle? Belle?" He calls out, expression immediately shifting to one of concern as he rushes towards you

"I—I—I," you stammer out, heart pounding out of your chest, heat rushing to your cheeks, and sinking nausea starting to overtake you. "I thought he was going to do something… terrible." The sentence finally comes out after a couple moments of silence between the two of you, and you chance a look at Leon's face.

Leon is absolutely heartbroken at your strangled words. He wants so badly to just erase all of the pain you're feeling and take it on himself, and if there was a way for him to do that, he would.

Instead, he wraps you up gingerly in his arms and sits down next to you, not caring that the two of you were on the cobblestone ground in a random alley next to the town square. Not caring that anyone could see him here, during an intimate moment with someone he cares so deeply about. None of that mattered because all he wants to do is to make sure you're okay.

Minutes pass, and you hear the soothing rhythm of Leon's heartbeat from your closeness to his chest. You wrap your arms around the dark-haired Prince and gently squeeze, not knowing how to show him just how grateful you are.

And that's the action that makes the Prince's heart nearly lurch out of his chest.

"Thank you, Leon… How do you always know when I'm in trouble?" You jokingly ask.

"Let's just say I have a sixth sense when it comes to you, Belle. Now, come on, let's go check out that dessert place Yves was talking about a couple of days ago. It's my treat," he says, pulling you up to your feet.

Despite his nonchalant words, how could Leon ever begin to tell you just how much he adores you? It wasn't a sixth sense when it came to you. It was the need to make sure you were safe, make sure you were protected, and that's how he always ended up in the same places you were in. Just seeing your smile was enough thanks for him.

Nokto Klein

The younger Klein prince, Nokto Klein, is a man of infinite charm and social acumen, capable of understanding the intricacies behind any social situation in a matter of seconds

That's why, when he sees the way the corner of your mouth quirks down and the way your fists ball up when a notoriously rude royal asks you a question during a banquet, he's ready to save you.

"Good evening, Sir William," Nokto says, maneuvering over to where you were with the ease and grace of a true Prince. "I see you've met the newest addition to the castle? Her father is the great Viscount of the North."

But the way your eyes quiver and the glassiness behind your lids throws off red flags for him, and he manages to excuse the both of you from the conversation without offending the other man.

"And what's got you making that heartbreaking expression, Belle?" Nokto asks, guiding your gaze up to him with his index finger and thumb. But when you don't respond and instead sink down to the floor, body trembling and gasping for breath, he immediately begins to worry.

That's how you find yourself in your room moments later after Nokto carries you there, bridal-style, through the halls. A glass of water and a steaming cup of tea is laid beside you on your bedside table.

A couple moments later, the silver-haired Prince gingerly enters your room once more and sits down next to you in your bed, crimson eyes laced with thinly-veiled concern.

"You gave me quite a scare there, Belle. If you want to talk about what happened, I'm here," he mentions, twirling a strand of your silken locks around his index finger.

You give him a faint smile and quickly shake your head from side to side, not wanting to divulge the reason why Sir William's line of questioning had triggered a full-on panic attack for you.

"Thank you, Nokto, I… I don't know if I want to talk about it right now, but I am really grateful that you were there to save me," you murmur while taking a comforting sip of tea from the mug Nokto had brought you.

"That's alright, Belle. You're lucky you looked so stunning tonight that I couldn't take my eyes off of you. If you're feeling a little better, how about we distract you in other ways, hm?" Nokto asks, guiding your delicate hand to his lips and pressing a gentle kiss onto your knuckles.

The heat rises to your cheeks in response to Nokto's suggestive words, and you stammer out a retort back to him. "N—no way!" Not only that, you were suddenly very aware that you two were alone in your room.

Little did you know, Nokto's words were a careful ruse to distract you from any residual anxiety that you were feeling from earlier. At that familiar expression on your face, he feels himself begin to relax.

"Ah well, you can't blame a man for trying. Next time we're in your room alone, though, Belle, I won't be holding back."

But the way your eyes rolled at his words and a faint smile formed on your lips was enough for him to be satisfied. He hated seeing you upset, and if he had to play the role of the flirt to see you back to normal, then he'd do that in a heartbeat. After all, you're the one person he cares most about in the world.

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Mou Ki, to Ka Ryo Ten: Er, would you like to stay for dinner?

Mou Ten, from another room: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

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Magi chapter 290 - the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach

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Does love need to be transactional?

i am assuming you saw the post where i briefly shared my thoughts on sariel’s route. before i get into it, i just want to say that i understand there is not a right or wrong way to love. love comes in all kinds of forms. i would also like to acknowledge that the fact that im quite young and very inexperienced with love.

love isn’t transactional. i do believe that when you love someone, it should be unconditional.

but in the context of sariel’s route, the romance doesn’t do anything for the story. you take out the idea of romance and you have the exact same story. they barely sprinkle in the most bland romantic seasoning throughout the main meat of the route and then dump out the romantic seasoning in the very last chapter of the route. i am not saying sariel’s route was horrible. i enjoyed the politics and the tension. i loved the scenes with the foreign princes. i loved the backstory of sariel and the king. it was very enjoyable. but at the end it just didn’t make sense to me that she was in love with him when the romance felt like it was never developed. maybe i just don’t have the mind to pick up on small little details or really dissect and dive into everything. maybe i missed it and i don’t have the intelligence to fully comprehend what happened. but in my mind, it doesn’t make sense to me for her to claim that she’s in love with him when she still knows very little about him. this is not to say that it’s not possible for her to love sariel, but i just felt like they weren’t at that point. the story was so focused on the politics and so worried about everything but the feelings between the protagonist and the love interest. it didn’t feel like a budding romance story. in my opinion, there was almost no romantic energy between them. i do realize now that they have to follow proper etiquette because they had a professional relationship. but their relationship has remained as boss/apprentice, someone that she respects as a teacher and potentially a colleague and nothing more. im a f2p player so i can’t just buy all the premium and his side stories so i only know the bare minimum. that being said, i didn’t really catch any indication that sariel was romantically interested in her the whole route.

i think what i’m trying to say here is that sariel’s route works without the romance. it was very enjoyable for me because it wasn’t uncomfortable to read.

i literally just finished the last chapter of the romantic ending a few hours ago (i still have to read the epilogue), so maybe i just need time to sit on it and process/reflect on it.

this is just my thoughts and opinion as of now. maybe on my second play through, i’ll understand it better!

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JuKou: How do you think they first met? What were their opinions on each other then? Did they get along? Do they ever think back to this day?

A little Judar heard a new member of the “kou siblings” was new at the palace, so he came to see her, curious. Once they noticed his presence, it was assigned to him to escolt and take care of Kougyoku. He absolutely wanted to refuse to them, but the persons who asked him such task were of higher position xD 

Judar thought of her as a shy little girl, a cute shy little girl who he could perfectly tease since she was too innocent and mostly a crybaby. Meanwhile, the little Kougyoku thought of him as scary, a boy who she couldn’t trust.

As the time passed by, they started to get along pretty well. Kougyoku got used to his teases and jokes, and Judar saw in her as something he could consider as something good of his lazy, and bitter daily life.

Nowadays, Kougyoku secretly thought of this day as a warm and good memory of her past, because since then Judar had become in someone very important in her life: the first friend she had. I don’t expect of Judar to remember that day, but I’m sure he considers Kougyoku as a tiny light of his past that shone brighter than he expected at first

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Lily of the valley 💕🧚🌱✨

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Magi volume 33 - Omake: The friend of my friend makes me uncomfortable

I think we all can relate, Kougyoku. 

Typesetting by @naoscifra, translation by @arashidono. Extra-check by @eleore

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“Don’t go easy on me, Kakoubun!” “I cannot”

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JuKou (Judal x Kougyoku) Analysis & Moments Masterpost

(Last updated 09.13.18)

Since there’s been quite a bit of hate on the JuKou ship recently, (Judal x Kougyoku from Magi) I have decided to type out this analysis of their relationship as well as a masterpost of their moments together. I hope to explain things in a different view. I’ll make sure to leave evidence for everything.

I will not mention any other pairings because I think this should strictly support Judal x Kougyoku.

I would also like to say that there is MANY evidence to the JuKou ship and things are more important than they appear (with a bit of shipper imagination, too, of course)! If you are curious about the ship and why people ship it then this is for you.

WARNING: This will be a long wall of text!

Translators will be credited.

Keep reading

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I really can’t get over how adorable Saiki and Teruhashi are.

I really love how she went through a whole character arc from the obsessive need gain the interest of the only guy who rejected her solely because she can’t accept rejection, to accepting Saiki as the person he is and loving him by all the aspects she sees. I love how Saiki became the subject of her love, with all his introverted personality and traits; rather than being an object, a reward of just receiving another oofffuuu.

I love how Saiki got to hear everything on her mind, including her thought process. I love how he always looks out for her and respects her best efforts to keep his “best girl” attitude instead of judging her for it. I love how Saiki started from thinking “I must find a way to make her stay away from me, she only wants me because I rejected her.” to “You all do not even see how much she is trying so hard to keep the standards you all set on her. You don’t even notice how tired she is. Enough of being the perfect girl, let’s get you to the infirmary and rest.” at some point and then eventually— when Teruhashi chooses to be herself despite having a burn out over her love rival, Saiki does give her an oofffffuu. He blushes. She’s sure she heard it wrong.

Their relationship is one of the most adorable, genuine and healthy one I have ever seen— I never expected them to help each other grow as people and have such a wholesome relationship, especially to consider that the Pretty Girl x Main Character is an overused trope. But here I am. Kinning Teruhashi and admiring Saiki/Teruhashi and smiling so much.

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