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runarunesHow He Spends His Birthday
~Figaro and the Wizards of the North-
[Cracker Sounds]
Figaro: !
Snow • White: Our dearest Figaro~! Happy birthday!
Figaro: I was wondering just what happened all of sudden, turns out it was you just two, Lord Snow and Lord White.
Snow: We are kind-hearted masters, after all!
White: Indeed, and so we've come to celebrate the birthday of our beloved disciple. Doesn't it just make you feel oh so grateful?
Figaro: Thank you very much. But I actually wished that it'd be either Mitile or Rutile, the one to be the first to wish me a happy birthday, that is.
Snow: Hey~! We just congratulated you!
White: And we've prepared a present for you and all, yet here you are being all rude!
Figaro: A present? Could it be that you’re talking about this box?
Snow • White: Hohoho. You may open it.
Figaro: Huh, this… Bracelets?
Figaro: And they have a surprisingly quite hard-core design to boot, with all of this bone pattern and rugged ornaments and all. Was something like this even of your liking...?
Figaro: But why are there two of them? Could it be that it’s one for each hand?
Snow: These bracelets are a talisman against evil. For should you choose to wear it, it shall ward off evil from you.
White: It may be of no use to you, but it should serve some purpose to the southern brothers.
Figaro: So that's why there are two of these. Not for me, but for them...
Figaro: Lords Snow and White, thank you very much. I'll make sure to make use of these.
White: Yep yep, now you've finally said thank you honestly.
Snow: For the honest Figgy, we shall give you the proof of how those bracelets really would ward off evil!
Figaro: How these really would ward off evil… Please don’t tell me you will summon some demon here or something…?
Snow: You could say that it’s pretty much something akin to that. Well, shall we see?
White: Now, put these bracelets around here, where it would be easily seen...
Snow • White: And so, let's hide~!
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。
Bradley: Hey you old farts, what the heck you want to talk- What, those guys ain’t even here...?
Bradley: ...? Bracelet? Oh, it has some heckin' cool de…
[Zapping sound]
Bradley: Ow ow ow!!! Damn it, what the hell! It stings...!
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。
Owen: What, they called me and no one is even here?
Owen: ... What is this, how lame. The one who would even think to wear this kinds of bracelet probably only someone like Bradley or Mith-
[Zapping sound]
Owen: Ouch! Just who put these things here. I'm going to kill you.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。
Mithra: Oh? The twins are still not here? Then, I'll just go back now...
Mithra: ? What's this?
[Zapping sound]
Mithra: …Huh? Do these bracelets bite?
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。
Snow: Well? Aren't these amazing?
White: What a splendid effect these have, wouldn’t you agree?
Figaro: Yes, I agree.
Figaro: It'll most likely keep the evil things away from Mitile and Rutile-
[Zapping sound]
Figaro: .....
Snow • White: Oh.
Figaro: .....
Snow • White: Erm, soo...?
Figaro: It might seem like these talismans are a flop, after all.
How He Spends His Birthday
~Figaro and the Wizard of the South~
Lennox: Can you see, Dr. Figaro?
Figaro: Don't worry, the blindfold works perfectly fine.
Rutile: Keep walking straight, please!
Mitile: Doctor, don't open your eyes, okay!
Figaro: Okaay.
Mitile: And, we've arrived!
Rutile: Mr. Leno, please take off the blindfold.
Figaro: Huh?
Figaro: (Right in the middle of the dining room, there's this big lump of chocolate on display...?)
Figaro: (But what’s up with this strange, unique, mysterious shape it has? I've never seen anything like it before...)
Figaro: This is...
Rutile: Dr. Figaro, do you know what it is?
Figaro: (... Such an excited look he has. Which means Rutile's probably the one that designed it.)
Figaro: (That means this chocolate wasn't something made at random, it was made with something as its model...)
Figaro: ....
Mitle • Lennox: .....
Figaro: Could it be that it's my life-size chocolate?
Rutile: Ding dong! You are correct!
Lennox: That's amazing, Dr. Figaro. You guessed it correctly.
Mitile: And we didn’t even give you a hint! I never thought you would actually be able to guess it in one shot.
Figaro: That's because I’m Rutile’s teacher. Of course I know this much
Rutile: Thank you very much, that really makes me happy! I tried to express the kind and reliable Dr. Figaro in this part, for instance.
Figaro: Well, it's a great piece of work, for sure. Whose idea was this chocolate?
Rutile: I was something I made from the advice from the Central Wizards.
Mitile: They said that Lord Oz was very happy when they gave him a life-size chocolate before!
Figaro: I see, so Oz was very happy, huh? Hmm...? There's something underneath the chocolate... Ah, what a delicious looking cake!
Rutile: Not only did we make a chocolate statue, we also made a birthday cake! This is also a present from us.
Mitile: After this, let's have a birthday party for Dr. Figaro in this dinning room!
Mitile: We've sent the invitations to the other wizards and Master Sage in advance. Everyone should be here anytime soon.
Lennox: By the way, Lord Faust would be coming, too.
Figaro: What? That Faust? How on earth did you manage to persuade him?
Lennox: I took my time, and I asked him again and again.
Figaro: So you got him to give up through sheer persistence... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to put you through that.
Lennox: There’s no need to, since this is a special and important day for us, too.
Mitile: We've invited so many guests. I'm sure Dr. Figaro will be surrounded by lots of people!
Rutile: After all, you love it when there are a lot of people and it's bustling around you, right, Dr. Figaro?
Figaro: Yep. I loove it.
Mitile: Ehehe… I'm glad!
Rutile • Mitile • Lennox: Once again… Happy Birthday, Dr. Figaro!
How He Spends His Birthday
~Figaro and the Master Sage~
It was when Figaro's birthday party was over, and I was sitting on my bed, getting ready to go to sleep.
Suddenly, I felt as if my body was floating on air.
Akira: (Huh...? )
Before I could even get surprised, my room disappeared before my sight and my floating body fell down on a bed.
I know this scene. Since this was a room that I have visited several times already- Figaro's room.
Figaro: Good evening, Master Sage.
Akira: Good evening...?
Figaro was sitting on the window ledge, lazily pouring himself a glass of wine.
Apparently, he was enjoying a drink alone.
Akira: By any chance, are you the one who brought me here by magic, Figaro?
Figaro: Yes, that's right.
Figaro: It's not like I have an urgent business or something, though. It's just that today is almost over, and I just thought how nice it would be to spend some time with you.
I thought he might be drunk, but his eyes were very calm. Even though I thought this was pretty strange, I still nodded in the end.
Akira: Okay. If that's alright with you, I'd be glad to accompany you.
Figaro blinked, a little surprised. Then the edge of his mouth lifted up slowly.
Figaro: I know that I should just accept your kindness gratefully, still, why would you listen to such a sudden and selfish request like this?
Akira: Because today is your birthday, after all.
Figaro: I see. A birthday… It's really nice, isn't it?
Figaro: Come here, Master Sage. We can see the moon beautifully from here.
Invited by his beckoning, I looked up at the moon from the window. While we were staring at the moon, Figaro was quieter than usual. It was as if he was savoring something- something other than the alcohol.
Figaro: ……
It was such a quiet night... Almost as if the lively party from earlier had just been some sort of lie all along.
Akira: Figaro, did you enjoy yourself today?
Figaro: Yep. The thoughtful presents, the happy voices and the delightful smiles from everyone… It doesn't feel bad. It was a good day.
Figaro: ..… But I guess that's why...
Figaro: Maybe I'm sad that today is over, so I want to meet you.
Almost as if talking to himself, Figaro said that while looking up at the moon.
Akira: … It's not over yet. Fun days like today will keep continuing from now on.
Akira: Figaro… Happy birthday.
This time he faced towards me, not at the moon, and smiled.
Figaro: Thank you, Master Sage.
Figaro: That's right, let me tell you. Today, I got quite a strange present from the twins, and...
