*For All Time Master-list / Clarence’s Personal Master-list
*Spoiler free: Translations will remain under cut
*Maintaining Si Lan’s name as Clarence
*Route Tag is #Chapter of Legacy
*For All Time Master-list / Clarence’s Personal Master-list
*Spoiler free: Translations will remain under cut
*Maintaining Si Lan’s name as Clarence
*Route Tag is #Chapter of Legacy
As-yon! The Tales of Asteria 4koma
#162: Roar’s Day Off
Artist: Kirai Yuu
Translation & Editing: Neyla ~ Kiiroi Senkou
Quality check & Proofreading: Sage
Key
Narration, thoughts, speech
Strong winds whipped violently over the scorched war ravaged land.
In the countless numbers of corpses lying on the ground, a lone wolf raised it’s head up to the sky.
It’s body was covered in fresh, vivid scars, dripping blood down to the ground and leaving behind bloodied footprints.
In that gruesome place where every breath seemed to burn your lungs, filling it with the stench of death, only that wolf ‘lived’.
Licht: “….Why…”
Licht: “…Why…won’t I die…”
That wolf’s lonely howl died in the night air, seemingly wishing for someone, anyone to hear—
Alright this was it! The first day of my tenure as Belle.
As well as the start of the many days to come that would turn my life on it’s head.
Sariel: “From today I’ll be thoroughly training you on the proper way of castle etiquette.”
Sariel: “Though your time here is but a month, I will not have you behaving ill-manneredly when in the prescense of the princes.”
Sariel: “I hope you are prepared.”
By that threatening glint in his eyes, whatever this ‘training’ was going to be, it’ll be rough. But I could take it and quickly straightened my back.
MC: “I’m more than ready! Thank you in advance!”
(Since I’m going to be here as Belle, the last thing I need is to make a fool of myself. So the least I could do is learn the proper etiquette.)
I was fired up, and ready to tackle anything that Sariel could dish out…or so I thought. His lessons didn’t turn out to be the cake walk I was hoping.
The number of book I had to read were like mini mountains. And the topics were things commoners like me would never need to know.
Slowly but surly every bit of fight and willpower was slowly being sucked right out of my body until I felt like a zombie on two feet.
Rio: “Good job today, MC! Hm…Are you ok?”
MC: “…Yeah….hehe…it’s kinda funny how everything just won’t stop spinning.”
Rio: “Ehhh!! You don’t sound good at all! You should go back to your room and rest!”
Rio gave a worried frown when I stood shakily on my feet.
MC: “Really, Rio, I’m fine…I just need some fresh air and I’ll be good to go.”
It’s not like I wasn’t good at studying, and I actually didn’t hate learning new things.
But I guess I met my match in Sariel’s ‘spartan lessons’. After so long I just couldn’t keep at it any more. My brain was fried.
(It was a good Idea to come out here. The garden is really pretty and I feel refreshed seeing all these beautiful roses.)
I took a nice, deep breath of the fresh, sweet aroma of the roses around me when–
Rio: “MC, watch out!”
And the adventure begins again!! This time with Licht! Buckle up guys XD
Key
Narration, thoughts, speech
Rio: “MC, watch out!”
MC: “Ahhh!”
My legs slipped from under me, my body tilting towards the ground until a hand grabbed my shoulder to steady me.
MC: “T-thank you…But what the hell kind of comedy routine is this!? Who leaves a banana peel in a place like this?”
Rio: “Perhaps it’s a new breed of plant…?”
???: “What nonsense is that?”
(Huh?)
Rio and I shared a look of confusion. First a banana peel and now a talking bush? Maybe I did need to rest.
Yves: “That’s Prince Clavis’ poor taste of a prank.”
Licht: “…..”
MC: “Yves and…Prince Licht?”
The two of them were sitting at a table, decorated beautifully with flowers and in the middle of enjoying some tea.
MC: “Clavis’s prank? What do you mean?”
Yves: “It’s exactly like it sounds.”
Yves: “He befouls the palace with those terrible pranks of his and laughs at any poor soul who gets caught in them.”
MC: “Well that a..um…some hobby.”
Yves: “By the way, are you hurt?”
MC: “I’m ok thanks to Rio’s quick reflexes. Um…Were you worried?”
You would’ve thought I said something insulting the way his round, almond shaped eyes widened in shock.
Yves: “O-of course not! I only said it because I thought of how disgraceful and clumsy you are!”
Rio: “Ahh, you’re one of those. A good heart but not very honest.”
Yves: “Shut up you! Who are you anyway, I don’t recognize you.”
Yves’ pointed glare was met with Rio’s bright, cheerful laugh as he proudly puffed out his chest.
Rio: “Guess I didn’t introduce myself, sorry about that! You’re looking at MC’s one and only future boyfriend and husband!”
Rio: “But for now I’m her personal butler. Rio Ortiz is the name. Please remember it!”
Yves: “I see….Wait!? Boyfriend!?”
MC: “Don’t pay that any mind! He’s just a friend!”
Leo: “Awww, come on! You don’t have to be so shy about it. It’s ok to admit it~!”
MC: “Rio, please! You’re just going to make people confused.”
(How did this even happen? This are getting out of hand here!)
Licht: “…..”
Despite all of the commotion going on around him Prince Licht continue to drink his tea as though he were the only one here.
MC: “Were you two having a tea party?”
Yves: “That’s right. Licht here loves having out tea breaks together.”
Licht: “…News to me.”
Yves: “Eh-!”
Licht: “I’m always telling you to go alone…”
He mumbled softly with a sigh, and Yves’ eyebrows knit together.
Yves: “Hmph-! I swear, should be more honest. That’s not cute at all!”
Licht: “I don’t want to hear that from you…”
(Hmm…Prince Licht is like the opposite of Yves. He’s more quite and seems kind of introverted. Guess he’s the loner type.)
Key
Narration, thoughts, speech
(Hmm…Prince Licht is like the opposite of Yves. He’s more quite and seems kind of introverted. Guess he’s the loner type.)
From the gab between his grey hair, I saw beautiful crimson eyes. But they seemed to be frozen gems, cold without a single emotion.
I thought so when I first met him but Prince Licht didn’t seem very friendly.
Even now, though he had people all around him, somehow he looked detached from us all. Like he was all alone.
(It’s almost like looking at a lonely wolf…)
Rio: “Those are some mouth watering desserts you guys got there.”
On the table was a plate full of baked sweets, drizzled with a rich, golden honey and packed with jam.
Rio: “But, I don’t think I’ve ever seen sweets like these before. Where did you buy them?”
Yves: “Hm, you interested in sweets?”
Rio: “Yeah! If it looks like something MC will enjoy then I just have to get it for her!”
Yves: “Ohh, I see. Well, that’s just too bad. There’s nothing I can do about if you want to eat–”
Licht: “They’re homemade by Yves. You can’t buy them.”
Yves: “Licht!?”
(Homemade? You mean Yves MADE these?!)
MC: “That’s amazing, Yves! Just look at these! You could sell these at any store!”
Yves: Y-yes, well anyway. That’s the case, so you’re just out of luck.”
Yves sat smugly, chest puffed in pride, while Prince Licht silently lifted his plate.
Licht: “Will you two eat?”
MC: “Is it ok?”
Licht: “It’s fine. In exchange you keep him company.”
MC: “Wha…”
After accepting the plate he silently stood up.
Yves: “Hold on a minute. Where are you going?”
Licht: “Back to the office…Thanks for the sweets.”
Rio: “Don’t leave so soon. Since we’re all here we should enjoy it together.”
Rio: “You too MC. If you want to learn about the princes you gotta be more aggressive.”
MC: “You’re right. And I’d like to talk with you too, Prince Licht.”
(Rio’s right. If I don’t make an effort and put myself out there then I’ll never get anywhere with them.)
But by the decidedly unfriendly look he threw at me, I didn’t think any of that would be happening.
Licht: “Well I don’t.”
MC: “You don’t want to talk? How come?”
Licht: “I don’t like talking with people.”
When he turned his back to us I felt like a huge wall was put up between us. As though he was pushing away any and everyone around him.
MC: “Prince Licht!”
Licht: “I won’t become king so you don’t have to follow me or get to know me.”
(Well that worked out well…It seems pretty hopeless with him, but it doesn’t look like he’s interested in the throne)
I could only watch from my spot, unable to chase after his quickly disappearing back.
Yves: “I swear, that boy…”
MC: “Prince Light….He doesn’t seem like a very, uh, lively person.”
Yves: “Quiet you! That’s not it! It’s just…well…reasons…”
(Yves…?)
Key
Narration, thoughts, speech
(Yves…?)
It was only for a second, Yves eyes lowered in deep sadness, only to sharply cut back over to me, an elegant finger following close behind.
Yves: “You! You’re going to be chose thing next king as your role as belle, right?”
MC: “Um, y-yes I am…”
Yves: “Hmph, fine. I still haven’t recognized you as Belle, but make sure you do your role properly!”
Yves: “It may be hard but since you’re Belle it can’t be helped.”
(Wait a minute. Is he trying to encourage me? Is that what’s happening right now?)
MC: “You’re right….Thank you.”
Yves: “W-whatever. Just make sure you don’t leave Licht out!”
MC: “Hm?”
Yves: “Even though that boy is more kindhearted than anyone.”
Yves: “I mean sure maybe he’s a little shy around people, and keeps to himself, but he’s actually just delicate, and sweet and innocent and—”
Yves: “Anyway, just listen up! I’ll never forgive you if you go off and decide that Licht is cold and gloomy just from a first impression!”
MC: “Ah-!”
I gasped in shocked embarrassment at Yves’ accurate assessment.
(I mean it’s not my fault that Licht gives that unfriendly impression…but…)
(But it WOULD be my fault if I judge him prematurely without getting to know him.)
If I left myself be blinding by first impressions and by what's on the surface then I’ll never see him, or anyone, for who they really are.
There was a sense of shame that came with the feeling that I was being admonished for holding prejudice though I was Belle.
MC: “I’m sorry, and you’re right. I won’t hold onto biases and I’ll do my best.”
Yves: “Heh, you’re a lot more honest than I thought. Well then, I suppose I can forgive you and offer you some tea.”
MC: “Yay! Thank you Yves!”
Rio: “Sweet, pour me a cup too! Thanks a bunch!”
Yves: “Wha-, but you’re a butler! Fine, whatever. Just sit down.”
Taking Yves’ advice, Rio sat down.
Rio: “Oh, what’s this? Did Prince Licht leave this behind?”
Rio pointed to a pair of gloves sitting on the table.
Yves: “Seem so. He took them off to eat the sweets.”
(Oh! This just the stoke of good luck I needed! I can use this as a way to talk to him!)
MC: “Um! Would it be possible to leave returning this to me?”
Yves: “Hm, that’s a good idea. Make sure you give it to him, ok.”
With that settled, Rio and I enthusiastically enjoyed the sweets, much to Yves’ surprise, and soon night fell over the sky like a thick curtain.
(Prince Licht’s room was, hmm, oh right, it was further in the back.)
I followed Yves’ directions given to me earlier, the only sound in the still and silent halls were the patter of my steps.
Rio was supposed to have come with me, but since he had to give his daily report to Sariel, I ended up coming alone.
(I think this is it.)
(But…I don’t see any sign of a light coming from inside. Is he not inside?)
Well I wasn’t going to find out standing out here. So I gathered myself and raised my hand prepared to knock on the door when–
From inside there was a huge crashing sound. Like something was just shattered.
(What was that!?)
Key
Narration, thoughts, speech
Without even knocking I threw open the door, and the moment I did I was dropped into the inky darkness of the room.
My eyes were slowly adjusting to the dark, and the faint beams of moonlight creeping through the windows offered me a faint outline of the room.
Licht: “…You…”
MC: “….ah”
There was a faint smell of iron in the air.
Licht stood in his room, shirt off and hand dyed in red.
(What….happened here?)
My eyes instantly jumped to the lying on the dagger lying on the table, then to the shattered flower vase on the ground.
(Did he get hurt from the broken vase?)
My thoughts, that had came to a grinding halt from the shock, slowly kicked back into gear.
MC: “Y-you’re hurt! Just wait there, I’ll get a doctor!”
I spun on my heals to quickly leave the room.
But in the same breath, Prince Licht leaped forward, nimble and swift like a wolf taking down it’s prey before it.
Licht: “That’s unnecessary.”
(…!)
Prince Licht had his arm around my waist, keeping me still, and with his other hand, grabbed the hand reaching for the doorknob.
MC: “But you’re hand…!”
Licht: “It’s just a cut. It’s not something to bother a doctor over.”
MC: “That’s not ‘just a cut’! You should get it looked at!”
Sure it may have been dark, and I couldn’t get a clear look at it, but my nose worked just fine. And the air was thick with the smell of blood.
Prince Licht peered down at me from above, a beastly glare swimming in his dark gaze.
Licht: “I’m used to getting hurt.”
Licht: “So…Don’t tell anyone.”
MC: “You want me to keep silent…?”
Licht: “That’s right, don’t say anything. Not to Yves, the other princes or even your butler.”
Licht: “I won’t let go until you promise me.”
His grip tightened, fingers digging into my arm, and a pained sigh brushed against my ear.
My heart beat loudly in my ears, but their was a voice screaming out inside of me, growing restless with each rapid beat of my heart.
MC: “…Why don’t you want me to…?”
Licht: “I don’t need any pointless worrying from others.”
MC: “…..”
(Alright then, if that’s how this is going to go then…)
MC: “…Fine, I promise.”
Licht: “Thank you.”
His words fell easily from his lips at my compliance.
But somehow none of this made me feel any better.
The warmth that once pressed against me from his grasp slowly ebbed away, being pulled away by the chill of the room.
But even though I was let go, my heart’s frantic heart beat still wouldn’t slow down—
Ohh…Somehow…I don’t think that cut was an accident….O_o
Licht, baby boy, what were we doing in that room alone? Hmm? Your B-day story already got be paranoid as it is!!
Ch2 1/5 here
JEONGHAN
17.01.2021 (4:50 PM KST)
○ the 20.000 won allowance coups gave to me i should treat him well again for now ㅎㅎ
- the timing has to be good for coups to give the allowance he keeps in his pocket ㅋㅋㅋㅋ if CARATs happen to pass by him in the streets you should ask if he has money in his pocket too ㅋㅋㅋ
![[Stand My Heroes] 聖夜を奏でる♪ Symphonic numbers (Performing the Holy Night ♪ Symphonic numbers) Shindo Kiyoshi SR Event Drop Card Story【The Trembling Heart is a Tremolo】 Translations
*Sutamai Master-list*MC name is retained as my usual. Requested by Anon!*Part 2′s Story title: [寒空の下で滲むもの
Things that blur under the cold skies] and is voiced.*Scenario Writer: @Atomiatomi (Ａｔｏｍｉ)
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*Sutamai Master-list
*MC name is retained as my usual. Requested by Anon!
*Part 2′s Story title: [寒空の下で滲むもの
Things that blur under the cold skies] and is voiced.
*Scenario Writer: @Atomiatomi (Ａｔｏｍｉ)
S.Coups weverse post 210116
> I get this feeling while practicing
really, this concert is the best..
it would’ve been nice if we could see each other tho
PROJECT SEKAI WONDERLANDS X SHOWTIME CHRISTMAS EVENT STORY [COMPLETED}
WONDERLANDS X SHOWTIME CHRISTMAS EVENT (CHAPTER 8)
Compiled playlist : https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLQdjQpE3RJWeUQnskNbPQ2PfMsZ2Ubx49
Key
Narration, thoughts, speech
I found myself once again lost inside of the vast palace library, hours passing until night had fallen without me noticing.
MC: “Oh, here’s one! I don’t think I’ve read this one yet!”
(Great, now that I have this let’s go to Nokto’s room!)
At that moment there was a shadow casted over me, and when I turned around in confusion–
Nokto: “And what has YOU so fascinated?”
Nokto stood behind me, wearing a look of mild surprise.
Nokto: “Nokto!? Why did you come all the way here?”
Nokto: “’Why’ she says. Unbelievable, now that hurts…”
Ever so slightly his eyes widened at my question, but just as quickly a sly fox-like grin broke across his face.
Nokto: “I’ll tell you. This pretty little thing I know seemed to have forgotten veerry important promise. So I had to go on a little mouse hunt.”
MC: “Eh, no way! It’s it already that time?!”
In a panic I searched for a clock, gasping when I saw that it was well pass the time we had promised to meet.
MC: “I’m so sorry….I guess I got so lost in looking for a book I didn’t check the time.”
Nokto: “That would be an understatement, princess. Why, you didn’t even notice me come in.”
When he said said that shrugged, the action looking overly forced.
Nokto: “It hurts to even imagine, but maybe our promises just don’t mean much to you.”
Nokto: “I was the only one counting down the minutes till our little tryst. It’s enough to make a man cry, ya know.”
(I would maybe believe you if it wasn’t for that grin on your face.)
MC: “I really am sorry, and I know it’s already late, but can we go to your room now?”
Nokto: “….”
MC: “Nokto?”
With a single word, Nokto slid up to me, cornering me against the bookshelf, and resting one hand against the shelf behind me.
I couldn’t read anything from his expression as he came closer and closer, until his warm sigh brushed my ear with his seductive voice.
Nokto: “What a bad girl you are, forgetting such an important promise. Don’t you think a bit of punishment is in order?”
MC: “!?”
My heart thumped with a bad feeling, and I made a break for his open side, but that escape route was quickly cut off, leaving me trapped.
MC: “N-nokto! Move you arm!”
Nokto: “Anything you wish, princess. But not until you get your punishment.”
Though I was on guard, it did nothing to stop Nokto from spinning me around and placing both my hands on the bookshelf as a brace.
MC: “Ah-! Wait!”
Nokto: “Sorry, nope.”
His fingers began to wriggle and sneak their way up into my blouse, prodding at my flesh to eagerly see my reactions.
But even if I wanted to keep my voice locked away, his fingers worked me up so easily, and my body was quickly warming up.
MC: “I-i’m not kinding-aahh..What is s-someone co-mmmn”
Nokto: “Don’t be shy, I wanna hear those cute little sounds you can make. I even locked the door so we wouldn’t be bothered.”
(Then…He planned to do this from the start?)
I turned my head, a protest dancing at the tip of my lips, but his grin only widened.
Nokto: “All you had to do was remember our promise and this wouldn’t have happened.”
MC: “Yeah, but..”
Nokto: “Now then, take your punishment like a good girl, ok princess.”
Nokto: “I wanna see that naughty, shy look I know you can get. So let’s have some fun, ok.”
MC: “Haah…”
As his teeth pulled and nibbled along my ear, I couldn’t hold back the moan that slipped from my parted lips, echoing loudly in the quiet library.
Every little thing stoked the flames of shame building inside of me, even the sound of our rustling clothes. I closed my eyes to escape the feeling when…
MC: Ah, d-don’t..!”
I was powerless to stop Nokto from gripping the band of my skirt and yanking it down my legs.
And the skirt seemed only too happy to fall innocently to the ground. But when I tried to reach for it, Nokto caught my wrist.
Nokto: “Ah, ah, ah princess, none of that now. Though it looks like you won’t be going anywhere looking like this, now will you?”
Without it blocking my view, I watched his hands tantalizingly caressing my thighs. It was embarrassing, but so hot at the same time. I couldn’t look away.
MC: “This was your plan all along, wasn’t it? You never intended to g-go back to your room.”
Nokto: “That’s a smart, girl. Afterall, someone’s gotta teach you it’s not good to break promises. ”
MC: “Mmm..aahhh..”
He rolled up my blouse, exposing my breast to the open air and softly dug into the soft flesh.
A sweet blot of pleasure ran up my spine from the sensation, making my body tremble and quake. But no matter how much I did he didn’t let me go.
With every kiss that assaulted my body, heat bloomed in it’s place, melting away my thoughts bit by bit.
Nokto: “I’ll make it so this body remembers me even when I’m not around.”
(But…there’s no need for you to do that…)
Though he still held my breast in his large hands, I reached for him, twining my hand in his.
MC: “You can’t make me think about you more than I already do.”
MC: “When I’m alone in my room, or when I’m supposed to be studying. You’re all I ever think about.”
Nokto: “Hmmm~”
MC: “I even came here to look for a book to bring back to your room….”
(But all of this just sounds like I’m trying to make an excuse…)
MC: “….I’m sorry for breaking our promise…”
Nokto: “My, my how lovely. So you CAN give a proper apology.”
Nokto: “In that case, instead of a punishment, how about a reward for such a good girl.”
MC: “Eh?”
My body was turned back around and I found myself lost in the deep red hues of his deeply satisfied gaze.
(For some reason he…he looks happy…)
Nokto: “Not that it matters, since either way I’ll still get to see that sexy look that’s for my eyes only.”
Locked away in the confines of both the library and Nokto’s arm, I eagerly accepted his sweet reward.
Ugh, I swear I can’t wright dialogue for this guy!! I’m just not suave like that!! lol
But, oh man, I was feeling some type of way translating this one. you can’t go wrong when it’s a Nokto story! Man is just sexy!! *squeal*
S.COUPS
17.01.2021 (1:07 AM KST)
○ this is something i felt while rehearsing
seriously this concert is truly amazing…
and it would’ve been even better if we showed you while together
[Fancafe Update]
BANAAAAAAAAA
The weekend has arrived~ They said the days will be cold again😱 Always dress warmly and be careful not to catch a cold! Have a happy and warm weekend🥰
translated by channiesonelove
SEUNGKWAN
16.01.2021 (7:49 PM KST)
○ i’ll do a boo-live in 55 minutes please come by~!!!
Took a bit of time for this chapter….Got distracted by a certain chinese celebrity detective show
I just got the most wonderful review for one of my fanfics!! It was written in Polish and I really want to respond to everything and thank them for taking the time to even read my fic, much less like it—but do I respond in Google-translated Polish or English????
I’m assuming my reviewer knows English, but is that a safe assumption? Translation works both ways, after all, and another of my readers is very kindly translating my fic into French in the near future. Also, would it be ruder to 1) assume they know English and will understand my response or 2) to try and translate my feelings using Google?
(for context, The Inverse Lightning Bolt is in English but has chapters with the occasional internet-translated/crowd-sourced French and German so far.)
anyyyyyyway PLEASE HELP ME WITH FANDOM ETIQUETTE, GAH.
