[User] What was the true motive behind Anastasia’s sudden request? “The Water Gate City of Pristella, you say? Why ask us to go there?”

[Assistant] With their leader hesitant to reply, Otto took the initiative on probing for answers.

[User] Amusement crept into Joshua’s golden eyes as he drew a thin smile. In that moment, his face and expression made him the spitting image of Julius, which gave Subaru a bad feeling about what would come next. “It would seem my master would like to invite you to a party. Lady Anastasia wishes to call upon Lady Emilia out of goodwill—and also to convey that she has found that which Lady Emilia seeks.”

[Assistant] "What could that be?"

[User] "—!" Otto’s reaction was instant. It was obvious he was thinking we’ve been had! and Subaru understood exactly why; Emilia’s reply had cost them the chance to discuss the matter among themselves first. Still, Subaru couldn’t see where this was going, either. Being late on the uptake had forced them to completely relinquish all initiative.

[Assistant] "—A specialist trader in Pristella seems to possess the type of high-quality magic crystal Lady Emilia desires. You are currently searching for a catalyst to call back a Great Spirit, are you not?” And with that, the next steps were as good as decided.


[User] "I feel bad for Otto that I just decided this all on my own." Emilia’s eyes were downcast as she spoke.

[Assistant] Sitting across from her, Subaru wore a concerned smile. “Well, Otto was pretty shaken up, but I mostly agree with your decision, Emilia-tan. What worries me is the idea of leaping into someone else’s backyard without being properly prepared.”

[User] “But would Ms. Anastasia genuinely try something after sending Julius’s younger brother as a messenger? I think that’d be crossing a really dangerous bridge for their side.”

[Assistant] “You have a point. Sending a blood relative of their knight means they’re acknowledging us as peers. I used to wonder why important people who were sent as messengers in Taiga dramas and stuff never got killed. Who would’ve thought I’d figure it out by living it?” Subaru understood now that it was an issue of reputation. Anyone who became known for being untrustworthy would quickly find themselves surrounded by enemies. That was a poor way to conduct business, whether you were a Warring States–era samurai warlord or a royal-selection candidate. The powerful had to take care when it came to subterfuge. In any case, the meeting with the envoy Joshua Juukulius had already come to an end, and evening had fallen on the new Roswaal Manor. It’d be a shame for you to leave so soon, Emilia had said in an attempt to convince Joshua’s party to stay for the night, but he had politely declined her offer and departed the mansion with Mimi in tow not long after.


[User] Joshua has a clear expression of relief on his face.

[Assistant] Mimi, in an extremely good mood, addresses Garfiel specifically.

[User] Garfiel, escorting their guests out while keeping a watchful eye on them, seemed wary.

[Assistant] "There’s no way Mimi is up to anything, so maybe she just likes Garfiel?"

[User] "Mimi seems really fond of Garfiel. I might even be a little jealous."

[Assistant] "Yeah, she ranks high on the cuddly scale, that’s for sure. I didn’t talk to Joshua for all that long, either, but I get the feeling I can get along with him a lot more than with his older brother."

[User] "Subaru, you are so stubborn. Are you still holding a grudge because of your fight with Julius at the castle?" Emilia has a mischievous look on her face as she poked at his old wounds.

[Assistant] Subaru winced as he recalled the unpleasant memory. "I’ll admit it’s not something I can bring myself to laugh about just yet. I was young back then. I know better now…but I still think he went too far!"

[User] "I think it’s very uncool to cling to the past even though you’ve already made up and everything."

[Assistant] "Nghhhhh…I’m only human!" Subaru stubbornly turned away when Emilia stared at him with her adorable face.

[User] She kept her gaze on him for a while, until finally, her endurance ran out, and she simply burst into laughter. "Okay, okay. Goodness, Subaru, you really are a stubborn blockhead. But you can’t get into fights with Julius in Pristella. You’ve become a fine knight, Subaru, and knights don’t use their strength lightly."

[Assistant] "Yes, ma’am. The lady is always right, that she is." Playing the fool to conceal his embarrassment, Subaru rubbed his nose with a finger.

[User] "Anyway, I don’t know much about this Pristella, but it’s a famous city, isn’t it?"

[Assistant] "You haven’t been studying, have you? Pristella is one of Lugunica’s five major cities and is located on our kingdom’s border with the city-state of Kararagi. It’s a really pretty city with canals all over."

[User] "Interesting. Your explanation makes me wanna print it in a brochure. But man, a city floating on top of water, huh? I guess Venice is the closest thing I can think of. That’d definitely make it an impressive place." When he thought of the waterfront cities from his own world, Venice naturally came to mind. It also had canals crisscrossing the city’s interior.


[User] Images of naturally flowing water winding its way through a stonework cityscape made him want to visit such an enchanting place at least once. Subaru was projecting all that onto the city of Pristella, but the reality was a little different.

[Assistant] "Nah, that ain’t right, Subaru. Pristella isn’t a city on the water. It’s usually known as the Water Gate City.”

[User] “Wait, what?”

[Assistant] “Yes, Pristella sits in the middle of a lake, so the city gets flooded when rain falls. That’s why they have high walls to protect the city and several sluice gates to control the water levels. Those gates are famous, which is why it’s called the Water Gate City.”

[User] “Somehow, my impression of this place suddenly went from a magical city of water to a watery prison…” His mental image of a charming city was ruined when he learned about the high walls. He wondered why anyone would choose to build a city on a plot of land that demanded such radical safeguards.

[Assistant] “In the end, we still don’t have a clue why Anastasia is asking us to visit a place like that… Hard to think it’s just a social call.”

[User] “Hmm, is it not okay to believe they really might just want to get along?”

[Assistant] “Unfortunately, for better or worse, the royal-selection candidates all have their quirks. To be honest, there isn’t a single one you can trust a hundred percent even under ideal circumstances, masters and servants alike.” Subaru carefully recalled and considered all the royal candidates and their respective knights before concluding every last one of them could be considered bona fide weirdos. He trusted Crusch because of her character. However, because she had lost her memories due to an encounter with Gluttony, he actually couldn’t rely on anything except her intrinsic character traits. Ferris was dangerous because he’d do anything for Crusch’s sake, and Wilhelm’s issues with his departed wife also made him an unknown element. When it came to Anastasia, he still couldn’t get a firm grasp on what she was thinking. That applied to the invitation they were currently considering, too. Though Subaru had very reluctantly come to trust Julius, that didn’t change the fact that the leader of the faction was still none other than Anastasia. Also, she had a formidable private army in the Iron Fangs, and that could not be underestimated. Felt’s camp included Reinhard and Old Man Rom, both of whom Subaru considered decently trustworthy, but that didn’t matter, since he still couldn’t figure out Felt. If nothing else, now that she’d committed herself to fully participating in the royal selection, they couldn’t let their guard down when dealing with that spirited, crafty girl. If she and Reinhard had formed a close bond, the odds of claiming victory over them would become extremely slim. And when it came to Priscilla’s faction, their attitude was honestly the hardest to predict of all.


[User] "I gotta say, I’m more scared than I want to be at the idea of owing a debt to Anastasia. For starters, how did they know what Emilia-tan wanted?" Subaru murmured this with twisted lips, referring to the magic crystal Joshua had mentioned as a bargaining chip.

[Assistant] "Everyone at the castle would’ve seen Puck, and they know I’m a spirit mage. We tried to keep the catalyst thing a secret, but it seems there was no hiding it after all."

[User] "Just means people didn’t keep it to themselves. Besides, even if we do end up bringing Puck back, from the others’ point of view, that’s basically us returning to square one. It’s a good deal for them to get a chance to put us in their debt."


[User] “Well, it’s not like people would believe we ran into two of the three great demon beasts in such a short time, let alone took both down. At the very least, we can pray that the third doesn’t show up, too.”

[Assistant] “—Yes, I agree.”

[User] Putting his faith in the power of words, Subaru hoped with all his might that he would never come face-to-face with it.

[Assistant] Her reply had been strangely hesitant.

[User] “So about Pristella.” However, she moved on to the next subject before he could follow up.

[Assistant] “I wonder if it’s all right to accept the invitation and go together just like we discussed earlier?”

[User] “I think it’ll be fine. Obviously, that means Emilia-tan will go, and of course, I’ll follow you as your knight, with Beako as my partner. After that, Garfiel will come along as our muscle, and Otto will come as our adviser and out of pity. Really, I’d like to bring Petra and Frederica just in case, but…”

[Assistant] “You know we can’t do that. Roswaal’s busy gathering the western nobles for an assembly. It’s already been decided Petra will go with him as part of her education…even though she really didn’t like the idea.”

[User] “That’s because Petra’s hate for Roswaal is baked in. Ram doesn’t say anything ’cause Roswaal finds it funny, but my heart’s always beating hard whenever I’m watching them interact.”

[Assistant] “Then because we want Petra’s mentor, Frederica, to also attend the assembly and keep an eye on her, that leaves Ram at the mansion… Aaand now I’m worried.”

[User] “There’s no need to be concerned, Subaru. After all, the mansion still has—” Emilia faltered as she lowered her violet eyes.


[User] "Well, we should worry less about the mansion and more about what’s in front of us… Right, Emilia-tan?"

[Assistant] "Mm, that’s right. Also, I need to apologize to Otto for moving the conversation ahead without him."

[User] "He’s not the type to take that kind of stuff personally, but he is the type to drag things out. Let me talk to him. I’ll say I scolded you until I broke into tears."

[Assistant] "Tee-hee, thank you." Emilia smiled faintly as she watched Subaru wave his fist around. Then she touched the azure magic crystal pendant resting against the milky skin of her chest. Its blue radiance declared that this was the cradle where Puck the Great Spirit lay as he slept. It was her link with the family member whose existence she could confirm but, at present, with whom she could not speak—Emilia gently stroked the surface of the magic crystal with a slender finger, as if wishing she could talk to him somehow.

[User] "I want to talk to Puck, and there’s so much I want to ask him. That’s why…" Emilia sank into silence. Shutting her eyes, which had strikingly long eyelashes, she kept the rest of her thoughts unspoken.

[Assistant] Seeing her eyes tremble ever so slightly, Subaru quietly scratched his head. A vague understanding of what Emilia was experiencing was all that he could offer. "Come back soon, kitty spirit. I’ve got a mountain of complaints with your name on them." Though he griped, Subaru was also Emilia’s knight, and he hoped her wish would come true.


[User] "I will have you know, I’m always trying to do what’s best for everyone!" Slamming his wine cup against the table, Otto Suwen raged that evening.

[Assistant] "He’s been goin’ at it this whole time. Even my ears are startin’ to hurt." Sitting at Otto’s workbench with a feather pen in hand, Garfiel wore an exasperated expression. He was taking little sips of the cup of milk he had in his hand while lending his ears to his senior’s complaints.

[User] Thus, Subaru could only sigh deeply as Otto got drunk and continued ranting.


[User] Emilia regrets how things went this time around. Sorry for leaping ahead without consulting you and stuff.

[Assistant] "To be fair, I think the result would’ve been the same even if she had talked to you.”

[User] “The result isn’t everything, you know. The process itself is important. Deciding the outcome of a conversation before having the conversation is utter nonsense. This is why I insisted we must not surrender the initiative no matter what…and yet, we played right into our opponent’s hand! That was the worst thing we could have done! !” Otto only got more worked up, slurring his words all the while as Subaru tried to soothe him.

[Assistant] Subaru had to admit he was impressed.

[User] “Man, you’ve totally gotten used to being a domestic adviser. The way you deny it every time is kind of a running joke at this point.”

[Assistant] “Yeah, you’ve changed so little that it’s no fun. That ain’t good, Bro.”

[User] “Well, the two of you have changed so little since I’ve met you that it’s like a splash of water in the face!” Subaru and Garfiel high-fived when Otto shot back at them for their perfect tag-team combo.

[Assistant] Albeit, even as he continued work as a secretary, he often muttered to himself that “it wasn’t supposed to be like this…” He really didn’t know when to give up.

[User] “And what exactly is that pitying look in your eyes for?”

[Assistant] “Well, you know, it’s not like you can just back out now after getting to know so much sensitive information… So yeah, I was mostly thinking about what terrible luck you have.”

[User] “Could you really stop pitying me already? !”

[Assistant] “Hey, calm down, Bro. You’re gonna spill your booze. And, General, don’t tease him too much, all right? Last time, we decided we’d do ten Ottos a day.”

[User] “What are you two even counting?! Why are there ten in a day? !” Otto was red-faced and shouting, so that was one Otto down.


[User] “If we don’t do this, you probably wouldn’t even be able to eat or sleep. Just leave the stress reduction to us!”

[Assistant] “I believe the possibility of this backfiring is rather high!”

[User] “Hey, hey, don’t get so bent outta shape, Bro. If ya keep that up, I ain’t gonna make any progress with this letter. Granny asked me to and all.” Garfiel pointed the tip of his feather pen at Otto, who had been cowed into silence.

[Assistant] Subaru smiled wryly as he peeked at the letter Garfiel was penning. "Whoa, that’s some awful handwriting. Is Ryuzu really gonna be able to read this letter?”

[User] “Ha! Don’t make me laugh, General. How long do ya think me ’n’ Granny have been together for? Granny can even read the stuff I write left-handed.”

[Assistant] “That makes Ryuzu really impressive, but it’s nothing for you to be proud of.” Poking fun at Garfiel’s display of pride, Subaru faintly lowered the corners of his eyes.

[User] “I have mentioned this before, but Ms. Frederica also sends letters, though I believe not even she writes as many as Garfiel.”

[Assistant] “Well, all joking aside, Garfiel writes every day, so that has to be a mountain of letters.”

[User] “Guess you could almost say I’m taking advantage of Ryuzu’s way of thinking, couldn’t you…?”

[Assistant] “General?”

[User] “…Never mind."


[User] "There’s a lot to tell Ryuzu after what happened today, so I’m sure you won’t have any problems with your letter. It’s a lot worse to have nothing to write about. That’s when you got no choice but to try and make up something funny.”

[Assistant] “Ah, that would be pretty painful. If perchance you end up writing Bro was boring in a letter, I really will have to punch you to make up for it.”

[User] “Well, relax. I wrote that Bro’s bein’ plenty funny today. Ah, besides that, General, there’s somethin’ I wanted to ask ya.”

[Assistant] After using his pen to point out the part about Otto, which earned him a grimace, Garfiel floated Subaru a question. “I wonder what the enemy’s target was this time around. Until now, the other candidates ain’t been in any skirmishes, so why go openly pick a fight all of a sudden?”

[User] “A fight… You sure have a simple way of looking at the world.”

[Assistant] “As if ya need complicated logic for a fight. It all depends on what the other side wants. Settin’ that pale dude aside for the moment… Despite her looks, the cat-person runt who came with him seemed pretty tough.”

[User] The reason Subaru didn’t interrupt him with a wisecrack was because he saw the serious look in Garfiel’s eyes.

[Assistant] “When I first met her, she gave me a real long stare. Kept that up the whole time we were talkin’. That, there’s no mistakin’ it’s to figure out a good chance to pick a fight with me.”

[User] “…You sure? I’ll admit Mimi’s pretty strong, and it’s a fact that she talks like a combat maniac, but, uh…” She didn’t strike him as the kind of cunning character to secretly scheme or rely on subterfuge. Her companion Joshua didn’t seem well-suited for wickedness, either, in a good way.

[Assistant] “Anyway, if we’re takin’ ’em up on the invitation, we better stay on guard. General, that means you and Lady Emilia are banned from movin’ around on your own. Bro may be one thing, but if our general or the lady get taken out, we’re done.”

[User] “For the record, without me, everything would grind to a complete standstill, got it?! Good grief, I wish you would understand that and appreciate me more already!” Otto sulked, but of course, Garfiel wasn’t slighting Otto at all. Though he was not one to make a big show of saying so, Garfiel actually respected Otto a great deal. Given Garfiel’s personality, under no circumstances would he refer to anyone so familiarly were that not the case. It deeply moved Subaru when he thought back to when they’d first met and how far they had come.

[Assistant] “Wha—? What’s the big deal with that strange look, General?”

[User] “I was just thinking how glad I am to have you on our team. You’ve become really dependable, Garfiel.”

[Assistant] “Heh, just leave it to me."


[User] "I ain’t much good at any hard thinkin’, but I’ll buy you time so you can. I’m countin’ on ya for the rest, General.” Speaking those words, Garfiel grabbed his cup of milk and drank it dry, laughing with white all around his lips.

[Assistant] This went for Emilia, too, but the trusting gaze Garfiel turned toward Subaru was a strong restraint upon him. It made him think he had to work hard in order to do that trust justice. “So with Garfiel, that puts us in a safe place fighting-strength-wise…but you’re really coming, Otto?”

[User] "Well, of course I am! If I am not there, I will not have any rest wondering what kind of harebrained conversations Lady Emilia and Mr. Natsuki might be having!”

[Assistant] The unreliability of the pair’s negotiating ability to date was still in sharp relief. Emilia was as cooperative and sincere as she looked, and for all of Subaru’s personality and stubbornness, he was unversed in the ways of the world. From Otto’s point of view, they had to look like a wild duck paired with a green onion—easy pickings whether alone or together. “Also, Pristella is a place deeply connected to Hoshin of the Wastes. As this is a legendary individual to all merchants, I had always wanted to visit it once someday.”

[User] “But you washed out from being a merchant a long time ago, so why bother now?”

[Assistant] “I did not wash out! Now, listen, if you think I’ll remain your domestic adviser forever, you are sorely mistaken! My dream is to be a great merchant with my very own store! My presence here is nothing but a temporary stop!”

[User] “Ain’t no guarantee that there’s a place you’re gonna spend the rest of your life at ahead of that stop.” When Garfiel amusedly chimed in to tease him.

[Assistant] Otto grimaced but made no retort.

[User] Of course, to Subaru, having Otto tag along was a wish come true. Whatever they might say out loud, neither the negotiations nor the camp itself would go anywhere without him. Everyone in the group understood that. It was because Otto himself was aware of his own worth that he continued carrying such arduous burdens on his back. “Well, it also feels like you’re just a masochist, but I’ll set that sentiment aside.”

[Assistant] “I get the sense that is an even ruder form of acceptance, but perhaps that is just my imagination?”

[User] “Yep, just your imagination. Either way, our rival is a great merchant and real sharp. I’m counting on you, Otto. Garfiel for the martial, Otto for the cultural, and me to keep things lively.”

[Assistant] “Work harder, would you?! !"

[User] Subaru’s decision was made in accordance with the right man for the right job. Even if Subaru worked himself to death from that moment onward, he would never be as strong as Garfiel, and even if he cost himself sleep at night, he’d never be as useful an official as Otto.


[User] But the position in which Subaru Natsuki stood was not so soft that he could simply rot on the vine. “I’ll do whatever I can do. That’s the forward-looking way Beako and I are handling the situation after talking it over.”

[Assistant] “Well, with Lady Emilia ’n’ Beatrice there, ya should be all right, General. And I guess that means I gotta protect Bro. Just be careful, ’kay?”

[User] “That somehow feels like I am the element of greatest concern… It really does not sit well with me.” Subaru turned serious.

[Assistant] Garfiel acted like he was taking on babysitting duty.

[User] Otto complained while bringing more wine to his lips bit by bit.

[Assistant] In so doing, their weighty conversation switched to the trivial, adding a pinch of spice as the night deepened.

[User] “Well, I think I’ll finally turn in for the night. How about you, Garfiel?”

[Assistant] “Me, I’m gonna stick with Bro a li’l longer. Letter writin’ is done, but I see my chance to finally win at shatranj. Now that he’s drunk, it should be a snap.” Replying as Subaru rose to his feet, Garfiel pointed to the game board on the table.

[User] “Well, good luck. Don’t stay up too late. You won’t grow any taller like that.”

[Assistant] “Hey, is that even true? I believed that and always went to bed early but don’t think it works at my age.”

[User] “I’m not sure in your case. I think Frederica sucked some out of you.”

[Assistant] “Damn you, Sis!” Baring his fangs, Garfiel prepared for shatranj so he could direct the power of his anger toward the game.

[User] Subaru let a small smile slip, watching from behind as Garfiel set the pawns in neat rows. “And don’t drink too much, Otto. If you’re hungover and useless, Petra’s gonna get real scary.”

[Assistant] “I feel as if that girl is being particularly strict with me of late. Say something to her, would you, Mr. Natsuki?”

[User] “That she’s too soft on the offense?”

[Assistant] “Could you not ask her to be gentler instead? !”

[User] “No way, no how. Good night.” Waving his hand, Subaru left the room as the remaining pair huddled with the game board between them.


[Assistant] The color indicated by the magic crystal clock on the wall of the mansion corridor announced that it would soon be midnight. He’d lingered a little longer, making him later than usual. “It was a talk among men. Gotta let something like that slide.” Letting slip those words of excuse, Subaru went not to his own room but in the direction of the west wing, where the women’s bedrooms were.

[User] “—Excuse me.” Subaru always knocked before entering the room. He knew there would be no reply.


[User] Or perhaps not forgetting to do so was simply to confirm that there was no reply— —so that he might never, ever forget the heat of the unquenchable flame that continued to burn within his chest. This room that gave no reply was a simple, unadorned bedroom. It was arranged in a manner unchanged from the mansion’s many other rooms, with only the most basic of furniture. The bed at the center of the room, the curtains over the windows, and the simple table with a flower vase on it were the only real furnishings.

[Assistant] The flowers in the vase were changed regularly, and the water was replaced on a daily basis. Even though he knew that the beauty and scent of the flowers brought no repose, this was an everyday routine for Subaru. Subaru’s sentimental actions were observed in silence by the other people at the mansion.


[User] —I think that if he could easily set things aside and just move on, I wouldn’t have come to an understanding with Subaru no matter how many times we argued. That’s why I really like Subaru as he is. It is a bad habit to be greedy when one is so lacking.

[Assistant] Can Subaru be anything save rash and reckless, I wonder…? That is why, now that he is not alone, we shall indulge his avarice even so.


[Assistant] He wished she wouldn’t say like and cool so casually. The words clearly conveyed her feelings, but there had been no romantic developments between Subaru and Emilia. Put simply, Emilia wasn’t prepared to accept a confession, and Subaru’s heart didn’t seem prepared for it at all. Two years, maybe three— No, in the worst case, it might take even more time than that.

[User] “It’s kind of rude to come here and always talk about Emilia and the others. Petra or someone else would seriously scold me if they heard.” Perhaps when you got down to it, there really was no one in the Emilia camp who was more of a social person than Petra. The defining feature of Subaru and company was that every one of them sucked at interpersonal relations. The fact that a girl not yet thirteen years of age was ahead of them all made for a pretty pathetic tale.

[Assistant] “I’ve really got to wonder. If you…were awake, Rem, I don’t feel like you’d be moving the needle all that much. Either because I’m useless at this whole relationship thing or because you always put me first.” As he spoke, Subaru pulled a chair over and sat down beside the bed. The girl’s sleeping face was exposed just enough that the moonlight filtering in through the gaps of the curtains made it stand out against the night.


[User] "As far as I am concerned, Lady Emilia’s wishes should be respeeected. Fortunately, there are no urgent matters for her to attend to at the moment… Although, our competition’s aim being inscrutable is some cause for conceeern." Those were the thoughts that Roswaal shared with Emilia and Subaru after receiving the after-action report on the meeting with the envoy and the invitation to Pristella.

[Assistant] Roswaal had recently been devoting all his time and effort to maintaining dialogue with other regional power holders in preparation for the upcoming meeting with all the lords of the western marches.

[User] Over the past year, Roswaal had fought battles of his own with conversation and careful negotiation to consolidate the support of these lords.

[Assistant] This assembly was the culmination of all those efforts, and hopefully, it would bring them closer to pledging their genuine allegiance to Emilia.

[User] "I’m sorry that I’ll be away from the mansion at such a crucial time."

[Assistant] "No, no, worry not. The coming assembly is merely extended preparation for the main event that is still to come. Bringing you to the fore now would be tantamount to foul play…or would you rather give us another masterful performance to silence the seething elites? Just like you did when you grabbed me by the collar and demanded I get my act together?"

[User] "I think…that’s still beyond me. All right, I understand. I’ll behave." When Emilia pursed her lips and lowered her gaze in apparent frustration, Roswaal nodded with visible satisfaction.

[Assistant] Having watched that exchange in full, a tall maid lifted her face to the sky and let out a sigh.

[User] "—Goodness. Master truly does not come off as a man who has learned his lesson." The maid attending at Roswaal’s side was Frederica.

[Assistant] "Perhaps you are enjoying everyone’s company too much to notice, but I believe that it is rather unsightly to keep dredging up the past."

[User] "My, what a severe review, Frederica."

[Assistant] "But of course. Incidentally, I must ask you to stop teasing Petra."


[User] "She is accompanying you because she is a kind child, but please do not ask too much of her.” Frederica sharply objected to her master’s behavior.

[Assistant] When she pointed these things out, Roswaal shrugged. “You win thiiiis time." Roswaal went, his expression relaxing as he seemed even more amused.

[User] —In the year since the incident in the Sanctuary, the attitude that the people at the mansion held toward Roswaal had changed. Some were closer to him, some more distant, and some displayed a sharp drop in restraint toward him; Frederica’s demeanor definitely leaned toward the kinder side.

[Assistant] “Either way, no medicine will cure Roswaal’s personality at this point. So what kind of opposition are we expecting at the assembly?”

[User] “Tolerable, one might say. If there is one concern, it is suuurely about young Petra, but Annerose shall be attending this assembly as well. In other words, Clind shall also be present.” As Roswaal shrugged again, his words made Subaru recall the sight of a particular girl.

[Assistant] Annerose Miload—a person distantly connected to Roswaal and an adorable girl still ten years old thereabouts. She possessed an aristocratic bearing unusual for her age, and though the lady of the household had Clind to support her, she was more than up to the task of leading the Miload family as its matriarch. As Annerose was incredibly fond of Emilia, she would be a reassuring ally at the assembly. Though, on Subaru’s side, Annerose being overly attached made his head hurt whenever he had to deal with her.

[User] “My mentor is going as well, and he’s extremely partial to Petra. I’m not sure whether to be reassured or worried.”

[Assistant] “If you are concerned, why not escort the girl during her on-the-job training? She will surely listen to whatever Barusu has to say.”

[User] When Subaru’s voice became uncertain, the last person in the room interjected. Ram sat with her arms crossed in an insolent, un-maid-like fashion upon the sofa. She then brought a cup of black tea to her lips as she glanced toward him.

[Assistant] “Seriously, no one’s had a sharper drop in restraint than you, Ram.”

[User] “I suppose that’s true. Ram was too soft before. Are you saying that’s simply a sign of how much I’ve let my guard down? How awful.”

[Assistant] “Don’t go putting words in my mouth!”

[User] Ram turned a glare on Subaru, completely unfazed by his retort. “But Ram does have a point. If you’re worried, Subaru, how about we redo the assignments?”

[Assistant] “…Nah, it’s fine. Petra herself said so. Plus, doing something like that really would be overprotective.” Letting her leave the nest was just as important as watching over her. He had to respect Petra’s desire to go out into the world and seize this opportunity to grow. The least he could do was not get in her way.

[User] “Yes, precisely, Master Subaru. Please rest at ease. I shall take full responsibility for looking after Petra.


[User] "I shall absolutely not allow that man to get close to her.”

[Assistant] “Of course Petra’s important, but having you say that about my mentor gives me conflicted feelings.”

[User] Subaru expects that the pair would clash even while both treated Petra like a goddess.

[Assistant] Wasn’t the conversation a moment ago about him being worried about Petra?

[User] “By process of elimination, that means Ram will stay behind at the mansion. You do not miiind?”

[Assistant] “No, I shall do as Master Roswaal desires. You will be lonely without Ram, but please endure.”

[User] “Yes, I understand. I shall entruuust the mansion to you.” As Roswaal closed one eye and looked at her with his blue eye, Ram magnanimously pulled back her shoulders.

[Assistant] Though their interactions seemed familiar, it differed from the codependence they had previously shared. To put it simply, they understood each other now—that’s how it came off.

[User] “What are you staring for? Do not lust for others indiscriminately. It is indecent.”

[Assistant] “Just how much of an incorrigible bastard do you think I am, Big Sis?”

[User] When Subaru posed that question, he saw a complicated emotion reflected in Ram’s eyes. It was not because she found the question difficult to answer.

[Assistant] The fact that Subaru called Ram Big Sis even so was probably because he relied on her more than most realized.

[User] “Now then, to be honest, I am somewhat anxiooous about sending Lady Emilia and young Subaru off on their own, but if they have Garfiel and young Otto accompanying them, it should be all right. With young Otto, there is no concern about awkwardly fumbling negotiations, and if all else fails, Garfiel can smash everything in sight and allow for an escape.”

[Assistant] “That would be a really big problem, so I’ll try my hardest to avoid that.”

[User] “No need to worry, Emilia-tan. Whether it’s with Anastasia or Julius, I’m a top-class product when it comes to fogging up conversations. The gossip-lovin’ Witch herself gave me her seal of approval.”

[Assistant] “Sheesh, I don’t think that’s anything to be proud of.” When Emilia smiled wryly, Subaru gave her a thumbs-up and flashed his own mischievous grin.

[User] That exchange made Roswaal close his yellow eye.


[User] Then he looked at the entrance to the room. “It would seem the conversation has concluded—well then, I leave protecting these four to you, Beatrice.”

[Assistant] “Ngh! !” Raising a yelp at those words, covertly hiding behind the door to the study.

[User] When Roswaal drew attention to her eavesdropping on the conversation through the gap, he gingerly poked her head into the doorway. “H-how long did you realize Betty was there, I wonder…?”

[Assistant] “From the beginning. I considered letting it slide out of bemusement, but when I thought about it, I would hardly call this good behavior from a four-hundred-year-old child. Former or not, does this not bring shaaame to the title of librarian of the archive of forbidden books?”

[User] “How infuriating! And will you stop calling me a four-hundred-year-old child, I wonder?! Unbelievable!” Beatrice rushed into the room and stomped her foot at Roswaal’s provocative remarks. All Subaru and the others could do was smile and watch. Their current relationship could also be safely included in the loss of restraint category.

[Assistant] Finally, after she had a chance to vent her anger, Beatrice crossed her arms. “At any rate, I would protect them whether you said to or not. Without Betty, who in this group of klutzes would you trust to get anything done, I wonder?”

[User] “Ohhh, how reassuring. I am very much relying on you to lead these precious children by the hand.”

[Assistant] “Hmph, you can count on me.” Puffing her chest out, Beatrice accepted the offered leadership role.


[User] When Otto spoke those words as he plotted the route for the journey, everyone agreed without a word of complaint. “Even with a fast dragon carriage, it will be a long journey that’ll last more than ten days. There is no particular reason to rush, so let us put safety first and take our time.”

[Assistant] “I was a total truant, Garfiel lived all fourteen years of his life without leaving his birthplace, Emilia-tan spent a hundred years in cryo-sleep, and Beako’s a four-century-old shut-in… I mean, what can you really say about a group like this?”

[User] “Yes, yes, it is fine. Mr. Fulfew and Ms. Patlash will pull the dragon carriage together. No camping in the wild is scheduled, so that keeps the necessary travel equipment to a minimum.”

[Assistant] “My body’s gonna get dull if I’m ridin’ a shaky dragon carriage the whole time, Bro.”

[User] “In that case, you can get off and run from time to time, Garfiel.”

[Assistant] “I’ll do that, then.”

[User] “You will?” One of Otto and Garfiel’s typical exchanges thoroughly confused Emilia. And that was how their journey to Pristella began.


[User] Sitting beside Subaru in the driver’s seat as he held the reins, Beatrice swayed her legs as she casually commented on the ride. "—Yes. This land dragon is very impressive. She deserves some praise, I suppose."

[Assistant] The conditional driver, Subaru, smiled dryly as Beatrice put on airs beside him. "If you’re going to keep talking like a know-it-all, then you should switch with me for a bit. Patlash has enough motherly instincts that I’m sure she’ll be kind to you, Beako.”

[User] “I shall decline. In fact, does the look in that land dragon’s eyes not make it seem like she views Betty with some hostility, I wonder? Those are not the eyes of an ally. I suppose that talk of motherly instinct was a pack of lies.”

[Assistant] “Hey, hey, I won’t let anyone talk trash about Patlash, not even you. Emilia-tan, Rem, Beako, and Patlash are the only ones I won’t let anyone bad-mouth.”

[User] “It seems rather strange that Betty is included on that list yet you refuse to let this slide.”

[Assistant] “If anyone on the list says stuff like that, then she’s the bad one.” As Beatrice made excuses, Subaru grabbed her by the collar and forced her over his own lap. He was about to proceed to tickle her when the wriggling Beatrice’s hair grazed his nose.

[User] A grand, spontaneous sneeze—and a heavy lurch of the dragon carriage. "What the—?!"

[Assistant] "Mr. Natsuki! Please take care on the road!”

[User] “Sorry, sorry! Beako was horsing around too much. I’ll be careful. Tickle-tickle!”

[Assistant] “Is it Betty’s fault at all, I wonder?! Subaru decided all on his own to… Wait a moment, do not tickle me!


[User] Stop it… Pfft, hee-hee!” Hearing the voices of the pair playing around on the driver’s seat, Otto let out a heavy sigh inside the cabin.

[Assistant] Seeing Otto so obviously worn out drew a little laugh from Emilia, seated directly opposite him. "Those two really do get along well… Even though Subaru and Beatrice being on good terms like that was unimaginable not so long ago.”

[User] “In my case, I find it far harder to believe there was ever a time they were separable. Beatrice indulging Subaru and Subaru indulging Beatrice—it gives me a stomachache.”

[Assistant] “You might have a point. But…I think it’s a good thing. Everyone probably agrees that a smiling face suits Beatrice much better.” With a twinkle in her violet eyes, Emilia thought of the girl on the driver’s seat.

[User] Though Otto was not uncivilized enough to say this out loud like a certain Subaru. “Well, let us allow them to play while we engage in an important conversation. I have said this many times, but our preparations for the impending encounter with one of your fellow royal-selection candidates…is extremely lacking.”

[Assistant] “So you’re saying it won’t just be a matter of repaying a debt.”

[User] “One year has passed in the royal selection, which is scheduled to be decided in three. Surely, each faction has largely finished shoring up its base by now. In our case, the assembly of the western lords shall secure us a good number of supporters. There’s little doubt that the other camps are pursuing similar strategies.”

[Assistant] “And that also goes for Lady Anastasia, I assume?”

[User] “First, let me speak of the present circumstances of the royal selection. In the beginning, it was viewed as a contest between Duchess Crusch Karsten, the favorite, and Anastasia Hoshin, the primary challenger. Including Lady Emilia, the three remaining candidates were viewed as…without mincing words, only there to fill in the other spaces.”

[Assistant] “…Yeah, I don’t think I can deny that. But based on how you phrased it, that means now…”

[User] “Yes. At the very least, it is a fact that the public’s opinion has gradually changed over this past year. The reason is that the three underdogs in this race have made notable achievements.” When it came to the Emilia camp, it was difficult to ignore the White Whale and Sloth.


[User] Felt’s influence had grown so great that the local lords, who had been sitting on the fence, could no longer ignore her. As her small footsteps had made a tangible mark upon history, no one in the kingdom could make light of her claim to the throne any longer.

[Assistant] “That is how things currently look. At the very least, no candidates have fallen out of the running over this past year. Ahhh, it is just…”

[User] "What is it?”

[Assistant] “The only place where things have deteriorated is the Duchy of Karsten.” Otto’s voice dropped a notch as he elaborated.

[User] Emilia harden her cheeks.

[Assistant] “Duchess Crusch Karsten was considered the favorite, but rumors say she has lost her way over the last year, as if she has become a different person somehow. Previously, she was relentlessly active in public and private, and with the support of His Lordship the prior duke, it was considered a matter of course for everyone to acknowledge her. However…”

[User] “Apparently, His Lordship the former duke has been brought out of retirement and rushed back into service. After successfully hunting down the White Whale, it initially seemed like the royal selection had practically been decided…but no one can ever know when calamity may strike. Lady Emilia, please take proper heed of this.”

[Assistant] “—I guess that’s true.” Emilia lower her gaze, her violet eyes filled with melancholy.

[User] “Please do not dwell on it too much. This is only the beginning of such tales.”

[Assistant] “Mm, thank you. I understand you’re being considerate, Otto.”

[User] “That is good to know, at least—also it would be remiss of me to not note that the complete lack of any decline in influence whatsoever since the very start of the royal selection should establish just how terrifying the Anastasia camp is.”

[Assistant] “Lady Anastasia has the backing of that big Hoshin Company. Apparently, the company began in Kararagi, but it’s expanding into the kingdom.”

[User] “Yes.


[User] “In other words, their financial clout is their primary weapon—their strongest card is simply to crush any competition through pure economic force.” Otto hung his head as he ran through the implication, fear settling in his heart.

[Assistant] “Therefore, I believe that the Anastasia camp is the one we should be most wary of at the present. So for them to be putting us in their debt with that invitation… Do you understand just how much pain my stomach has endured?”

[User] “…Finally, it’s really sinking in. I am sorry for deciding all this on my own.”

[Assistant] “If you understand, that is fine for the time being. If you can refrain from such rash moves in the future… I’ll believe that you really do understand, so…!” As Emilia bowed her head, Otto stroked his stomach and sighed.

[User] “—It is not necessary to try to take it on all by yourself.” Reading what was in Emilia’s heart from the look on her face, Otto flashed a pained smile.

[Assistant] “You might be the star of the show, but that does not mean you must do every little thing yourself, Lady Emilia. It is the same for this dragon carriage.”

[User] “Really?”

[Assistant] “Currently, it is Mr. Natsuki who holds the reins. Beatrice is watching Mr. Natsuki so that he does not slack off. Garfiel is above, on guard for anything in the area, and I am planning our itinerary. And with your voice thanking everyone for their hard work, we will move forward by hook or by crook as we head to Pristella.”

[User] Emilia’s eyes opened wide as she took in Otto’s roundabout analogy.

[Assistant] “Just now, Otto’s way of putting that really sounded exactly like Subaru somehow.”

[User] “Ughhh?! Really? Oh no…could it be that it’s spreading to me the longer I hang around him…? P-please don’t scare me like that!”


[User] "My main source of sustenance is Emilia-tan’s adorable smile, so don’t go nabbing my food!” When the topic of their conversation suddenly interrupted them, it gave Otto a fright. Emilia reflexively laughed, and it wasn’t long before Otto laughed, too, with a heartbreaking look on his face.

[Assistant] “Wait a…! Why are you two the only ones having fun?! That’s super not fair! Beatrice, take the reins for a second. I’m going in!”

[User] “What?! How is this okay, I wonder?! Stop it! Betty can’t… It’s tipping over! Aren’t we about to tip over, I wonder?! That land dragon’s eyes say it’s about to happen!”

[Assistant] “Hey, General! What’s up? The ride’s shakin’ real hard—is everythin’ all right? !”

[User] Hearing the commotion from the driver’s position and overhead, Otto reluctantly rose from his seat. It seemed that Sir Knight of Little Patience had reached his limits. Otto judged that it was best to politely yield his spot so he could soothe the land dragons.

[Assistant] “Otto.” As Otto thus began shifting from the cabin to the driver’s seat, the call of Emilia’s voice stopped him. What he saw when he turned around suddenly stole his breath away. The trust Emilia placed in her smile struck him deeply within his chest. "I’ve caused you a great deal of trouble, but I will do my best. I’m counting on you.”

[User] “—Yes, please do. I look forward to sharing whatever enjoyment you find along the way.”

[Assistant] “That reply sounded a lot like Subaru, too.” Smiling wryly, Otto headed toward the driver’s seat. —This is why I work so hard. Truly, master and servant alike were born swindlers. Otto had a need to rise to meet others’ expectations of him, and it was like a disease that left him fatally vulnerable to people like Subaru and Emilia. And as their banter continued like this, the twelfth day since departing from Roswaal Manor arrived.


[User] It almost went without saying that city laws were a binding authority separate from royal or noble law, but Subaru didn’t take any issue with the city laws of Pristella at a glance. Most of them involved things like not inciting riots, not using magic within city limits without good reason, and so forth. After flipping through the pages, he quickly signed and handed the papers back.

[Assistant] Notably, the official became incredibly flustered when Emilia identified herself. That meant he must have known that Anastasia was already staying in the city and had panicked a little while wondering what in the world was going on.

[User] “Suppose they can’t help but be all nervous at having more than one royal-selection candidate pop up at the same time.”

[Assistant] “But it does seem like Anastasia told the people at the gate to expect us ahead of time. They did let us pass right away, after all. Though maybe it was actually Joshua or Mimi.”

[User] “If you set aside his weird competitiveness, it’s possible Joshua might’ve gone to the trouble, but I don’t think Mimi would’ve.” He didn’t think the cat-girl was capable of that kind of consideration. That wasn’t an insult but merely his honest impression of her.

[Assistant] “She’s cute, after all.”

[User] “Yes, Mimi is cute.” The mysterious persuasive power of Subaru’s assertion made Emilia trade nods with him. To be blunt, he couldn’t think of any other word to describe her. Also, for some reason, Beatrice stomped on his foot upon overhearing this. He didn’t get it. By the time he’d managed to restore Beatrice’s sullen mood, he met back up with Otto and Garfiel, who’d stayed with the dragon carriage. It seemed that the check of the dragon carriage’s cargo was going to take some time.

[Assistant] “They sure are strict for just heading into the place. Now it seems even more like a watery prison instead of a city of water.”

[User] “Truly spoken like someone who has little experience with life on the road. A traveling merchant would not even consider this a snag. At least they are honest enough not to demand something under the table.”

[Assistant] “Under the table? Who the hell keeps anythin’ special under that…?”

[User] “He means a gift. Actually, it’d be bad if you take what I said literally, so just know that phrase means someone is asking for something bad. Don’t let anyone catch you saying that, okay, Emilia-tan?” Gift might have been technically correct in a broader sense, but given Emilia’s position, even the hint of bribery was no laughing matter. With that episode out of the way, Subaru and the others continued to an inner gate to finally enter the city proper. As the inner gate slowly opened, the scenery of Pristella gradually came into view—

[Assistant] “—Oooh.” After momentarily squinting from the dazzling light, Subaru spontaneously let out a breath of admiration.

[User] And he wasn’t the only one; Emilia did the same as she stood beside him.


[User] She opened her violet eyes wide as the beautiful spectacle before them left her at a loss for words.

[Assistant] “…So it turned out to be a city of water after all.” This view made him want to apologize for ever suspecting it was a watery prison. When the prominent features of Pristella had first been described to him, Subaru had imagined Venice from his own world. If one ignored issues of size, the circular city resembled a stadium for holding and watching sporting events. The elevation differed depending on the area’s proximity to the city’s center, and each stratum boasted its own orderly row of stonework buildings. A network of waterways crisscrossed the entire cityscape, and a particularly large one—better described as a canal—that ran through the heart of the city divided it into four parts. Subaru could see ferryboats in these waterways gliding in every which way, and the presence of what were essentially gondoliers stoked Subaru’s curiosity and sense of adventure. —This was the blue metropolis. The city of water. The Water Gate City of Pristella.

[User] “Originally, Pristella was built on top of this lake using a combination of technologies from four hundred years ago.” Beatrice abruptly began a lecture about the Water Gate City as if to reinforce the feeling of wonder. She glanced at Subaru and the others, who listened in rapt attention as she continued. "It is constructed strangely, but if you think of the city itself as if it were built to be a trap, designing it to collect water at the center is only natural, I suppose.”

[Assistant] “Calling the whole city a trap feels really spot-on. Was this place meant for demon beasts or something?”

[User] “No records remain of exactly what this trap was intended for. But when gazing at the city like this, seeing how it looks today…does it even matter anymore, I wonder?” Beatrice narrowed her blue-tinged eyes as she beheld the same stunning sight as Subaru and the others. It seemed like she had been deeply moved by the realization that learning about something academically and experiencing it firsthand were fundamentally different.

[Assistant] “…What? Why are you stroking Betty’s head, I wonder?”

[User] “Maybe because you just happened to be nearby. I wanna rub your head for you every chance I get.”

[Assistant] “That doesn’t make much sense, but that’s quite enough patronizing!” Though she fumed with anger, she made no move to bat his hand away.

[User] Still patting Beatrice’s head, Subaru let out a breath of admiration for the city sights all over again. "Damn, this is incredible…”

[Assistant] His honest appraisal elicited a wry smile of satisfaction from the soldiers who’d opened the inner gate for them. Seeing the reaction of people admiring the view was probably the biggest perk of the job. Subaru could appreciate that feeling. It was a job suitable for the residents who took pride in their city’s beauty.

[User] “Huhhh, I see. Sure is a pretty place."


[User] "Not the horrible thing Bro painted it out to be.”

[Assistant] “That appraisal irks me slightly, but… Ahhh, everyone, we cannot remain halted forever when there are others behind us. Please get back in the dragon carriage for now.”

[User] Garfiel, fastest to recover, rubbed his nose as he shared his first impressions.

[Assistant] Otto followed up by asking Subaru and the others to get a move on. “Wow, not a very sentimental guy, are you? I thought you were a big fan of this place.”

[User] “Of course, for it is a land deeply connected to Hoshin, whom some even call the God of Commerce. Yes, indubitably it is a feast for the eyes. Have no doubt that I am deeply moved.”

[Assistant] “But apart from that, you have more practical things to worry about? That’s a sad way to live, you know.”

[User] Otto flashed a pained smile, but there were echoes of emotion visible in his eyes.

[Assistant] Subaru didn’t ask why Otto put both his hands together, but Subaru honored his stoicism by politely doing as he instructed.

[User] “So now we go to the Water Raiment Inn Joshua mentioned… He said Anastasia and the others would be waiting for us there."

[Assistant] “Yes. The official told me of its location, so I shall guide the way. As travel within the city is chiefly by dragon boat rather than dragon carriage, we wouldn’t be able to rely on the provisional dragon-carriage driver, Mr. Natsuki, to safely take us through the tangled paths here.”

[User] “I’ll have you know that as long as I give Patlash a shake and a stare, she takes care of everything else.” Undaunted by Otto’s assessment, Subaru winked at Patlash.

[Assistant] The proud land dragon covered in inky-black scales quietly averted her face. For some reason, he got the sense that she would sigh if she could.

[User] "Well, let’s get movin’. Time to go!”

[Assistant] "Yes, into the Water Gate City!”

[User] "I suppose!”

[Assistant] Garfiel pointed to the city and announced their departure from his vantage point atop the dragon carriage.


[User] And so they took their first steps into the cityscape of Pristella. The streets were set at a fair incline. Seeing the scenery outside the windows scrolling by at a leisurely pace made for a pleasant ride.

[Assistant] “But even looking from up here, you hardly see any dragon carriages at all.”

[User] “Mm, I suppose so. In this city, the waterways are wider than normal streets. Even the shape of the city was decided with waterways in mind, so the roads seem to be really tangled.”

[Assistant] “Ahhh, I see. So that’s why there’s all these labyrinth-like twists and turns.”

[User] Just as Emilia had said, the city had been designed to prioritize waterways, meaning that the streets for pedestrian and dragon-carriage traffic naturally had to either straddle them or take detours around them. It felt pretty inconvenient, but when Subaru saw the little boats heading down the waterways, it didn’t seem surprising at all.


[User] “Hum, hum, huhummm.” With the tranquil scenery filling her heart, Emilia began to happily hum. She had no ear for music. The off-key humming served as background music as Subaru rested his cheek on a palm and watched the cityscape. Beside him, Beatrice sat on her knees as she gazed outside, a very childlike gesture indeed.

[Assistant] “Ah, Subaru, look.”

[User] “Mm? Oh, ohhh…!” When Beatrice called out to Subaru, a small boat was crossing a waterway—he raised his voice at the sight of the long-bodied, serpentlike creature drawing it. Its torso came with short limbs and had a blue, slippery-looking surface. Its head looked more like that of a lizard than that of a snake, with sharp fangs and catfish-like whiskers. It was a water dragon—a dragon that dwelled near water.

[Assistant] “Unlike land dragons, which look like dinosaurs, these water dragons are like those from eastern mythology. Maybe I should call them shenlongs?”

[User] “Would it be wiser not to, I wonder? Unlike land dragons, which easily get fond of humans, water dragons are famous for their difficult dispositions. It takes raising one from the time it hatches until it matures for it to recognize someone as a master, I wonder.”

[Assistant] “That sure is a lot of time, considering Patlash and I got along from the first glance.”

[User] “It is a mystery even to Betty why she is so fond of Subaru.”

[Assistant] Unfortunately, Subaru could only agree. Originally a land dragon owned by Crusch, Patlash was the reward Subaru took from Crusch following the hunt of the White Whale. Without Patlash, Subaru wouldn’t still be around. That was no exaggeration in the slightest.

[User] “Hmph. These water dragons are nothing. My dear Patlash has a much more refined face.”

[Assistant] “Subaru, why are you suddenly talking like Anne?” The way Subaru burned with an oddly antagonistic spirit toward the elegantly swimming water dragon made Emilia give him a mystified look. That moment, though the water dragon surely had not overheard their conversation, it abruptly turned its head in their direction. Then the water dragon jutted its head from the surface as it sent a high-pitched neigh slamming into the dragon carriage. This was not an amiable neigh conveying, Welcome to Pristella! but the sort of sound that implied, Stop staring at me, filthy outsiders!

[User] “That bastard, it’s making fun of us, isn’t it?! All high-and-mighty just because this is its home turf…”

[Assistant] "!" It was Subaru whom Otto had asked to avoid unnecessary disputes, but Subaru’s spiteful comments were interrupted by a sharp, vivid, awe-inspiring neigh—Patlash’s howl. In her master’s stead, she had responded to the water dragon’s provocative attitude, returning the favor in a gallant fashion. He didn’t know what meaning the neigh carried, but the water dragon seemed terrified by her reply, making a small sound as it sank into the water, immediately fleeing and taking the little boat along with it.

[User] “Wait a second, Mr. Natsuki!"


[User] "Please do not make Ms. Patlash do strange things all of a sudden! I really do not want to get involved in trouble so soon after our arrival!” Otto called from the driver’s seat.

[Assistant] Subaru stuck his hand out the window and waved back. Then he blew a finger whistle of thanks toward Patlash.

[User] The pitch-black dragon responded with a ladylike sway of her tail.

[Assistant] “Awww. The water dragon looked cool, too, but I think Patlash is the best.”

[User] “…Well, does Betty not also think our girl is better than that vulgar water dragon, I wonder?” Concurring with the pleased-looking Subaru, Beatrice seemed both proud and inconsiderate.

[Assistant] After he put the girl on his lap, they continued raising voices of admiration over the cityscape for a little while thereafter. “Come to think of it, it looked like the waterways split this city into four.”

[User] “Mm, yeah. The Great Waterway in the middle of Pristella divides it into four, and these sections are called the First, Second, Third, and Fourth Districts, respectively.”

[Assistant] “Just doesn’t feel right. How about naming them after the four gods Suzaku, Seiryu, Byakko, and Genbu?”

[User] “Ahhh, that sounds kinda cool. Me, I’m all for that.” Garfiel peered in through the window and shared Subaru’s enthusiasm.

[Assistant] “I really do not understand Subaru’s and Garfiel’s taste. Ohhh…” Beatrice shrugged when a sudden shudder surprised her.


[User] “—If we have arrived at our destination, yes? Meaning we have arrived.” Otto, poking his head into the cabin from the driver’s seat, thus announced that the dragon carriage had stopped.

[Assistant] “Faster than I thought. We’ve barely gotten a chance to enjoy the city.”

[User] “Please do that on your own free time. I must speak to the innkeeper to have the dragon carriage, Fulfew, and Patlash stabled, so if the rest of you could… No, it is indeed best if you remain at the entrance.”

[Assistant] “Why the correction? What, you’re worried about letting us go ahead of you? !”

[User] “I certainly am. I can barely contemplate what would happen if you meet Lady Anastasia at the inn before I am able to rejoin you. The marquis did say as much.”

[Assistant] The only thing the culprits involved in the previous offense could do in response to Otto’s words was to hang their heads in shame.

[User] From there, they unloaded only the hand luggage from the dragon carriage as Otto followed the guidance of the inn staff and brought the dragon carriage as well as the dragons behind the inn. Seeing him and the dragons off, Subaru and the others finally headed to the front door of the inn—the Water Raiment.


[User] "Now then, what sort of place should I expect this to be…?" Subaru looked up at the structure with high spirits, but his mouth dropped open as he stiffened.

[Assistant] Emilia touched her own cheek with a finger as she gazed at the same inn. "Somehow, the building seems really mysterious. This is the first time I’ve seen something like this."

[User] "This isn’t some ordinary fantasy-world bed-and-breakfast… It’s literally a traditional Japanese inn…" Before his eyes was a blocky building of wooden construction. The entrance had a wooden door with glass facing, the yard had a hedge, there was a path of cobblestones leading from the gate to the front door, and the roof was tiled.

[Assistant] "—Seems like you’re surprised. I was right to pick this place, hmm?" Anastasia turned toward the speaker in a daze, he caught sight of some teasing light-blue eyes peering at him from the other side of the hedge.

[User] "—Anastasia."

[Assistant] "Yep. Welcome to Pristella. And thank you for coming." Anastasia Hoshin beamed as she greeted her guests in person.

[User] "You’ve come such a long way. You must be tired from your journey… First, let’s get you settled into your rooms. Then we can take our time to talk things over." Anastasia smiled and spoke those words.

[Assistant] "—Thank you for going out of your way to greet us in person. It’s such a relief."


[User] "—Your face has gotten even nicer, huh…" Anastasia gazed at Emilia and murmured.

[Assistant] Subaru took a deep breath to steady himself.

[User] Her light-blue eyes showed no hint of sarcasm, nor did her comment come off as belittling.

[Assistant] "Well, her cuteness is the same…actually, maybe that’s gone up a level, too."

[User] "It has been a long time, Natsuki. We last met when you were honored for hunting down the White Whale and the Witch Cult, I think? It’s been a whole year since then, but I assume Marquis Mathers is the same as usual, yeah?"

[Assistant] "That certainly wasn’t us at our best. Thankfully, we have managed to keep it together since then. At the very least, we haven’t disintegrated midflight yet."

[User] "That so, that so. Lovely news. I must say, I am glad that both of you came together this time. Julius seems eager to meet Natsuki as well." When Anastasia made that comment with her hands placed together, Subaru openly grimaced.

[Assistant] Emilia broke into laughter.

[User] Anastasia broke into laughter.

[Assistant] Apparently, it didn’t matter how often he insisted that he and Julius didn’t get along.

[User] "Sorry to intrude on this peace ’n’ harmony stuff, but should we just be standin’ around all day?" The one who cut into that warm and fuzzy atmosphere was Garfiel, who’d maintained his silence up to that point. Clacking his sharp fangs, he glared straight at Anastasia with his jade eyes. The glint in his gaze was blatantly hostile.

[Assistant] "What a cute boy. It’s plain as day he’s concerned about Emilia and everyone." Anastasia only deepened her smile.

[User] "Heh, she’s smilin’. But someday, you’re someone we gotta sink our fangs into. Gettin’ along now is only gonna make things harder later."

[Assistant] "I suppose that’s true. Garfiel is kind, so I understand why he would worry…"

[User] "Dah!! Who you talkin’ about?! Really gotta watch what ya say, Lady Emilia!" Taking unexpected friendly fire, Garfiel lost his composure after a failed attempt to restore some sense of tension to the conversation.


[User] With a flutter of the hem of her robe, she bounded toward Subaru and the others as if leaping clear over a hedgerow. "Good job finishing such a long journey! Mimi’ll show you to your rooms—! And after, you need to explore the inn! There’s really amazing stuff to see here!”

[Assistant] “H-hey, wait, you! Me, I still had more to talk abo… Wait, she’s pullin’ me along? !”

[User] “Let’s gooo! Let’s go right now!” With all the power in Mimi’s tiny body, she dragged away Garfiel while he was still off balance. Of course, if he truly wanted to break free, he could have, but in the end, Garfiel was slowly but surely spirited away.

[Assistant] “Errr…Mimi is…really energetic, huh?”

[User] “You have my thanks for putting it so politely. Mimi’s impulsiveness has caused me quite a bit of trouble on more than one occasion…but even for her, that was rather insistent.” Emilia’s words made Anastasia touch a hand to her cheek in exasperation as she wore a troubled smile. However, that lasted for only a moment.

[Assistant] “I would like to ask one thing,” Anastasia continued, her face turning serious. “That boy Mimi was teasing… Who is he? He’s an upstanding person, I hope?” The question carried an edge of wariness one might have about some pest buzzing around a cute daughter or little sister. From that alone, Subaru deduced the true intent behind Mimi’s behavior toward Garfiel. Simultaneously, he let out a long sigh as he grasped just how loved and cherished Mimi was in the Anastasia camp.

[User] “…Mr. Natsuki, why do you have such an exhausted face all of a sudden?” It was just then that Otto, returning after storing the dragon carriage, frankly spoke his mind when he caught sight of Subaru’s haggard state as they reunited at the entrance to the inn.


[Assistant] Under the staff’s guidance, Subaru and the others left their luggage in their rooms and rendezvoused once more at the inn’s lobby. The banquet hall of the Water Raiment boasted hardwood floors from wall to wall and a long table at the center. The floor wasn’t completely covered with tatami mats, but the atmosphere closely resembled a Japanese inn all the same.

[User] “But points get deducted for not reproducing screens and sliding paper doors. The staff aren’t in Japanese outfits, either. I guess for the atmosphere and that hospitality mindset, we can give it a net seventy points.”

[Assistant] “I do not have even the slightest idea what you just said… Are you all right, I wonder?”

[User] “I’m just flapping my lips to try and stay calm. I think I’ll be fine even without someone holding my hand, though.”

[Assistant] “…Oh really? Just to be safe, I shall hold your hand for a while longer.” Beatrice was squirming on top of a square cushion that was placed on the floor as she held Subaru’s hand. He didn’t speak a word about how she was gripping somewhat harder than usual.


[User] To Subaru’s right side, Emilia was kneeling on another floor cushion with her knees facing forward and her feet out to the sides as she examined their surroundings, finding the sight rather novel.

[Assistant] “Somehow, this place has a really mysterious atmosphere to it… From the outside, I thought it was an unusual building, but that feeling only got stronger now that we’re inside. I mean, sitting on the floor, taking your shoes off…”

[User] “And the bedrooms have futons in them instead of beds. The closets have yukata in them, too.”

[Assistant] “Huh, interesting. You seem very familiar with all this, Subaru.”

[User] “Truly. Just where did you study this much about the Kararagi style?” As Subaru and Emilia conversed, Otto joined in from his seat beside Beatrice. Hearing him mention the term Kararagi style, Subaru furrowed his brows.

[Assistant] “You mean this inn is Kararagi-style?”

[User] “Indeed it is. Jabaneez-style architecture is a Kararagi tradition… This inn’s design appears to be heavily influenced by it.”

[Assistant] “Jabaneez-style construction… There’s no way that’s a coincidence.” Though it sounded a bit strange, the obvious connection to Japan could no longer be chalked up as a misunderstanding. It was incredibly difficult to believe that such a thing had developed naturally without any influence from Japanese custom. It was no doubt in his mind that this “Kararagi style” had been influenced by Subaru’s original world.

[User] “In the first place, Hoshin, the hero who founded Kararagi, is the one who built Pristella, inextricably connecting the two. One might call this land the place that the tale of Hoshin of the Wastes’ rise to fame and fortune began.”

[Assistant] “…This Hoshin guy sure did a lot of stuff all over the place.”

[User] “If it were up to me, it would be Hoshin who would be called the Sage. In any case, his achievements are simply too awesome. Nowadays, Pristella is formally considered the kingdom’s territory, but there was a time when it was cause of considerable territorial disputes between Lugunica and Kararagi.” According to Otto, the two nations had gone to war over it about a hundred years in the past. Geographically, Pristella was part of Lugunica’s domain, but the fact that the famous national founder of Kararagi had built it loomed large. Once the drawn-out economic conflict simmered down, the current-day arrangement was born.

[Assistant] “So Hoshin’s influence is big here… I guess it’d be safe to assume this Kararagi style is related to Hoshin, too?”

[User] “It seems that way. In his era, Hoshin was someone who introduced revolutionary ways of thinking and ideas ahead of his time… He reshaped ideology, technology, culture—everything.”

[Assistant] “Interesting.” Nodding at Otto’s explanation, Subaru let out a very deep sigh. He was sure of it now—Hoshin of the Wastes, the hero who had founded the city-state of Kararagi, was most likely someone who had been summoned from another world, just like Subaru and Al. Much of the culture linked to Kararagi, and the so-called Kararagi style, fit the world Subaru knew far too well.


[Assistant] Anastasia's voice called to them from outside the hall. A wooden door quietly swung open, bringing Anastasia into view. She was not alone. She had brought a single man who promptly made an elegant bow.

[User] "It has been a long time, Lady Emilia. Originally, I should have been the one to welcome you ahead of everyone else. I apologize for the tardiness of my greeting." Swiftly after he appeared, the man’s handsome face turned contrite and remorseful as he apologized.

[Assistant] Emilia responded to Julius’s bow with a gentle smile. "Yes, it has been too long, Julius. I’m glad to see you are also doing well."

[User] "I thank you for your generous heart. It is good to see that you have refined your own beauty even further, Lady Emilia. I must say that the loveliness of your eyes is a national treasure—nay, a treasure for the entire world."

[Assistant] Subaru privately complained as Julius turned away from Emilia, who wore a wry smile.

[User] "It has been quite some time since we last met face-to-face. It seems you are in good health, Sir Subaru Natsuki."

[Assistant] "...Don’t call me that. It’s sending a chill up my spine. What’s with the Sir Subaru stuff? Just talk normally."

[User] "Even if you say that, it is a well-known fact that Sir Subaru has formally become Lady Emilia’s knight. Setting the past aside, you currently occupy a proper position. I merely intended to treat you as a peer."

[Assistant] "Merely intended, my ass. It’s ruining my mood, so cut the sarcasm, or I’ll sic Beako on you."

[User] "I see. It seems that though your position has changed, it has had little effect upon your demeanor."

[Assistant] Subaru scowled as he clicked his tongue.


[User] Seeing this, Julius’s face broke into a slight smile, this time bowing to Subaru.

[Assistant] “Then let us try again… It has been a long time, Subaru Natsuki. May you strive every day not to bring shame upon the knighthood you have been granted.”

[User] “Ha, damn straight. I don’t wanna get beaten senseless by someone ’cause I’ve gotten too big for my britches again.”

[Assistant] “I am offended that you would speak as if it was an unprovoked assault. According to my memory, it was merely a sparring match between two people of equal standing with their honor on the line.”

[User] “You sure don’t know when to shut up…” However, as Subaru had been in the wrong on every level at the time, there wasn’t much he could say that wouldn’t make him come off as a sore loser. Instead, Subaru devoted himself to being rather petty and refused to let a single insult slide.

[Assistant] After studying Subaru’s reaction, Julius went “hmm,” closing one eye as if finding this development somewhat surprising. Then he shifted his gaze to Beatrice, who was sitting right beside Subaru.

[User] Noticing Julius’s amber gaze falling on her, Beatrice glared straight back at him. "What do you want, I wonder? A lady is not to be stared at in excess.”

[Assistant] “Forgive my great rudeness. I never suspected that a high-ranking spirit such as yourself would be attending.”

[User] “Betty is Subaru’s partner, so is it not natural for me to be here, I wonder? Do not assume I am on the same level as lesser spirits who have no name worth mentioning. Just because you are appealing enough to make Betty’s pure maiden heart flutter slightly, you would do well to not get carried away, I suppose.”

[Assistant] “Wait, wait, wait, wait, flutter? !” When Beatrice rose from her seat and puffed out her chest, Subaru hastily picked her up. The moment he seemed ready to whisk her far from Julius.

[User] interjected, saying, “Calm down. It is not really a matter of appearance, I suppose. Besides, it is the disposition, not the face, that makes the man.”

[Assistant] “That’s no consolation! Wh-wh-why you… How dare you do this to my Beako…” Subaru glared at Julius hatefully as he fretted over this apparent threat to his relationship with his partner.

[User] The sheer intensity made Julius widen his eyes, but his expression relaxed soon after. “You should not misunderstand her. Your Great Spirit has no intention of betraying you. It is merely that the blessing within me…the blessing of spirit attraction naturally draws spirits to me.”

[Assistant] “Could you get any worse?! Do you exist just to bring me suffering? !”

[User] “You wound me. Of course, this blessing has been of great assistance to me. It is thanks to this blessing that one lacking in talent such as I was able to form bonds with the lovely buds, the lesser spirits of the six elements.”

[Assistant] “Would Betty ever lose to such a blessing, I wonder? I will say this now.


[User] "Subaru is much more…yes, much better than you!”

[Assistant] “Thank you! And please don’t hurt me any further!” Subaru was confident Beatrice would never betray him. At the same time, her inability to find a tangible reason for her loyalty gave him a palpable sense of defeat.

[User] Whenever it came to Julius, Subaru always felt a sense of inferiority. That wasn’t the only factor, but it certainly was the main reason he disliked Julius.

[Assistant] “As per usual, my noble knight is infatuated with Natsuki.”

[User] “That is a misunderstanding. I merely wish to advise him as his senior. Now that he is a knight of the kingdom, his conduct has an effect on the reputation of all knights.”

[Assistant] “In other words, what you want to say is that since everyone is watching, get your act together so no one can look down on you? That’s so roundabout. Your flaw is that you’re never straightforward about things like this, Julius.” As Anastasia spoke in a teasing tone, Julius sighed briefly and hung his head.

[User] He’d no doubt judged that if his master carried on any further, he would become the butt of the conversation. It seemed like this was a common pattern. For his part, Subaru had already gone through the wringer.

[Assistant] Emilia gently patted him on the shoulder. “I’m really happy to see that Subaru and Julius get along so well now.”

[User] “That’s a hard comment to say thank you for, but thank you.” The world as seen through Emilia’s eyes was a peaceful one. Taking that sentiment to heart, Subaru put Beatrice over his knees after sitting back down on the square floor cushion. Anastasia and Julius also took their seats at the long table across from them.

[Assistant] “Come to think of it, is it just the two of you? Everyone else…Well, we did catch a glimpse of Mimi earlier.”

[User] “As you guessed, Mimi is getting along very well with your blondie. Hetaro, who really loves his big sister, chased after them in a hurry, so I asked TB to take veeeery good care of things before they get more complicated. If this was a divide-and-conquer plan, you really got us good.”

[Assistant] “Plan or not, reining in Mimi’s your jurisdiction. What about Ricardo and Joshua?” Subaru understood that Mimi and her siblings were strong, but it worried him that he hadn’t seen the rest of the Iron Fangs, Anastasia’s private army. Incidentally, that worry included Julius’s younger brother, Joshua, too.

[User] “Well, even during a leisurely stay, we’re not just sitting around taking it easy. Ricardo and Joshua are both on errands away from the inn… Come to think of it, Joshua wasn’t rude to you, was he?”

[Assistant] “Not as much as you. But you brothers definitely take after each other. If he was slightly better built, he could totally take your place. Hey, why don’t you guys actually do that so you can just retire?”

[User] “That’s an amusing opinion, but it would be rather difficult.


[User] Lowering both his gaze and his tone of voice, Julius seemed genuinely concerned for Joshua’s sake. “My younger brother has been physically frail from a young age. Nowadays, there is no concern over him taking extended journeys, but as his older brother, I have often worried about him since long ago.”

[Assistant] Subaru scratched his head and averted his gaze as he felt disgusted bringing up such a sensitive topic over something so petty.

[User] “Errr, I think it’s good to be rekindling old friendships, but if we have everyone in order, we should probably proceed with the formal greetings.” Otto, who’d maintained his silence up to that point, decided to break the ice.

[Assistant] Responding to his proposal with deep interest, Anastasia turned her gaze toward him. “Good idea. I’ve been wanting to give the shrewd domestic adviser I’ve heard so much about a greeting myself.”

[User] “Hey, hey, you got some bad info there. That mistake isn’t like you, Lady Anastasia.”

[Assistant] “I can imagine the source of that rumor, but having it treated as inaccurate hearsay so bluntly can really make someone overly self-conscious. Truly, it can!”

[User] When the “shrewd” domestic adviser raised a cry of protest.

[Assistant] Subaru only cutely stuck out his tongue.

[User] Watching this comedy act between Subaru and Otto, Anastasia made a small smile as she nodded toward Julius.

[Assistant] Introducing himself and elegantly bowing. “Allow me to formally introduce myself. I am Julius Juukulius, assigned to Lugunica’s Knights of the Royal Guard, but I am currently serving as Lady Anastasia’s knight.”

[User] Nodded with an awed look on his face.

[Assistant] “And this is one of the Kingdom of Lugunica’s royal candidates, the girl of genius who runs the Hoshin Company based in the city-state of Kararagi, Lady Anastasia Hoshin.”

[User] “My lady!”

[Assistant] “Why did you take a knee? !”

[User] “Wha—?! Oh, no, it was so awe-inspiring, my body moved on its own!”

[Assistant] Slapped him on the back of the head. “Look! Our Emilia-tan is a fine royal candidate! She’s just as impressive as theirs!”

[User] “Yeah, that’s right. I’m a contender for the throne just like she is. I’m really trying my best.”

[Assistant] “Just look at that cuteness. That was E M T through and through!”

[User] “I must say it feels extremely awkward that I am calmed by such a sight…” The usual frivolities restored Otto’s calm, which caused him to question his state of mind. Then he turned to face the other party, his mood apparently restored. “Overdue as it may be, I shall introduce myself as well. My name is Otto Suwen, and I am serving as domestic adviser to Lady Emilia… Yes, through some twist of fate, that is my role.”

[Assistant] “It seems like you have trouble accepting that for various reasons, huh.”

[User] “Honestly, I should be a traveling merchant. Really, why did it end up like this…?”

[Assistant] “That sounds rough.


[User] "Well, if anything happens, you can depend on me. I won’t do wrong by you." Anastasia spoke with a sorrowful tone.

[Assistant] As if hoping to avert this, Subaru stood up and presented Beatrice in front of Otto. "Incidentally, let me properly introduce her, too. She’s my contracted baby girl… Uhhh, I mean, this is Beatrice the spirit."

[User] "The incidental treatment offends me, but you may know my name, I suppose. Betty is Beatrice the Great Spirit, and as you can see, I am of a completely different rank, level, and cuteness than your run-of-the-mill spirits. Now that you have a firm understanding of this, might I request black tea and sweet pastries, I wonder?"

[Assistant] "Uphold your dignity till the end, sheesh." Subaru tugged on her curls and pulled her back onto his lap.

[User] Subaru motioned to Otto to move the discussion along.

[Assistant] "Yes, yes," Otto said as he took the lead. "Though it is uncouth of us to force the conversation forward, there are a number of things we would like to confirm."

[User] "Tee-hee, that’s fine. It’s my duty to indulge my guests. Do as you please."

[Assistant] "In that case…might I ask you the reason for this invitation to Pristella?"

[User] "No need to be so wary. I’m not planning anything. It’s been a year since the royal selection began, right? We’re both in similar circumstances, so I thought I’d give us a chance to talk things over." Otto’s question got right to the point. Anastasia stroked the scarf on her neck.


[Assistant] Finding her hard to deal with, Otto licked his lips; the smile of the great merchant across from him, veteran of countless battles, deepened further. "Based on recent reports, I feel as if you have lured us with blatant bait, however."

[User] "Bait is such a negative way to put it. If I’m going to invite someone, then I should at least have a proper gift prepared. That’s all it is. And if I am giving a gift, then it might as well be the best gift possible."

[Assistant] “…And how is it you know what the other party desires?"

[User] "Tee-hee, that’s a trade secret. That’s no good, Natsuki. Trying to find out anything and everything about a girl… Isn’t that rude to the two people beside you?" Covering her mouth with her sleeve, Anastasia leaned forward and teased Subaru about his question.

[Assistant] Subaru spontaneously groaned with a “gnnnh” as he was cowed into silence.

[User] Beatrice simply sighed.


[User] Emilia was indifferent as she spoke in the stead of her pathetic knight.

[Assistant] Anastasia widen her eyes.

[User] Emilia tilted her head a little as she gazed into those light-blue eyes. "More importantly, I think if Lady Anastasia tells me where I can find what I’m looking for, it’s perfectly fine to be happy about it. That seems to be the best way to go about this.”

[Assistant] “What a friendly reply. I don’t have any intention of telling you anything just yet, though.”

[User] “But that means you’ll tell us in the future, right? Thank you. I don’t know what I can do, but I’m sure I will return the favor.”

[Assistant] Anastasia close her mouth.

[User] Glancing at this, Julius’s expression relaxed ever so faintly. “Nothing. It is merely that I rarely get to see someone exceed Lady Anastasia’s expectations like this. I believe that your genuine reactions are quite beautiful.”

[Assistant] “Grrr," Glaring at her own knight over his reaction. "What’s so funny, Julius?”

[User] “Well, you certainly have a way with words… I see I still have a long way to go, too.” Regaining her composure thanks to Julius’s comment, Anastasia turned toward Emilia once more. “Let me correct myself. Even though a year has passed, you have stayed the same down to your core. Doesn’t being like that cause a lot of trouble for Natsuki and the others around you?”

[Assistant] “Mm-hmm, it’s true. I’m still lacking in so many areas, which makes it harder for everyone. I really have to catch up. I’m trying very hard, though.”

[User] “Let me correct myself further. You are even softer than before. You make me seem like a villain.” Anastasia let out a sigh, followed by a grinning smile. The sudden change in her demeanor made Emilia widen her eyes this time.

[Assistant] After watching this, Anastasia looked at Subaru and Otto. “Make sure you lend her your strength, all right? If she doesn’t put up much of a fight, it’d mean trouble for me as well, so…”

[User] “I intend to eagerly give it my all, but my basic policy and personal style is to spoil her with praise.” Subaru gave a thumbs-up

[Assistant] “Which is why the rest of the burden falls to me. Ha-ha…how did it end up like this?" Otto’s expression grew increasingly morose.

[User] Anastasia shrugged at the sharp contrast in the pair’s appearances. “Well, it’s fine. Seems like there’s no need to worry whether you boys know how much a favor is worth.”

[Assistant] “A favor, is it? Favors are excellent. You do not have to keep it in stock, nor does it expire by a certain date.”

[User] “That’s right. And more than that—” Anastasia agreed wholeheartedly with Otto as the two merchants locked eyes.

[Assistant] “—You don’t have to put a price tag on it.” Their voices were as one.


[User] Anastasia smiled, and a listless smile came over Otto as well.

[Assistant] Subaru felt like he’d heard such an exchange once before, but apparently, it was a maxim among merchants. Whatever its practical application, the words made merchants sound strong.

[User] “Now then, I suppose I’ll get to what you’ve been waiting for. The thing Lady Emilia is searching for…is a magic crystal that can serve as a catalyst for a spirit mage, with the added conditions that it must be colorless and have a high level of purity, correct?”

[Assistant] “Yes, that’s right. Could you tell me more about it, even if it’s just something you’ve heard of in passing?” A sense of expectation rested in Emilia’s violet eyes as Anastasia indicated she was moving on to the main topic. When they had first arrived in Pristella, Emilia’s demeanor had been somewhat reserved. After all, frankly speaking, the sought-after magic crystal in question was Emilia’s personal problem. What overcame that faint hesitation was her hope of being reunited with her family at last. To her, a chance to see Puck again was also a ceremony heralding a new beginning.

[User] Anastasia smiled broadly at the expectations clearly welling up in Emilia’s chest. "The magic crystal you seek is owned by the son of a great merchant following his father’s footsteps here in the city. He has quite some talent in business himself, but in this city, he is more famously known by something other than his name.” Anastasia paused, as if building anticipation for what might follow before finally proceeding. “—I believe they call him The Man Whose Heart Was Stolen by the Songstress?”

[Assistant] “The Man Whose Heart Was Stolen by the Songstress…or the Songstress Maniac for short? Weird nickname.” Subaru gazed at the waterway with a quiet look on his face as he muttered.


[User] “Of course, whether the negotiations go well is up to us, but…the problem is whether the other party is sane, right? This Songstress Maniac just has to be a weirdo.”

[Assistant] “I wouldn’t be so sure. Your heart was stolen by a single woman, and you publicly pronounced this fact without hesitation—do you not find your behavior at the meeting of royal-selection candidates quite similar?”

[User] “Not that it’s some kind of dark secret, but could you not bring that up just to get under my skin?” Subaru’s scowling demeanor left Julius shrugging in exasperation.


[User] At the moment, only Subaru and Julius were in front of the inn. Subaru had finished his preparations swiftly, while Julius had arrived in order to see him off. Subaru wanted to meet back up with Emilia and company as soon as possible. He already missed Beatrice’s warmth. "We last met at the honors ceremony, but…how have you been over the past year?"

[Assistant] "Stop acting like we’re buddies sharing recent news. Now, what do you know about this Songstress and the guy who’s obsessed with her?"

[User] "I have not actually met them in person, but both are famous individuals here in Pristella. Not a day passes when this city does not hear the Songstress’s voice."

[Assistant] "The heck is that about? Is this some recital they hold all the time?"

[User] "Hmph. You will soon understand." Subaru grimaced when Julius snorted and flashed that smug smile. Julius’s habit of unnecessarily building suspense only fueled Subaru’s irritation.

[Assistant] "I’ll pay you back for being a pointless pain in my butt some other time… Anyway, what is this Songstress Maniac’s deal? I gotta say I’m not expecting much from meeting him in person."

[User] "There’s no need to be concerned; he is a man worth speaking with. However, if I had to warn you about one thing…I believe Lady Emilia would not be a problem, but perhaps it would be wiser not to bring Lady Beatrice with you."

[Assistant] "What is that supposed to mean? !" When Subaru immediately asked for a response, Julius was at a loss for words for once as he quickly averted his gaze. Subaru could sense his distress. Maybe this Songstress Maniac guy had a grudge against spirits?

[User] "If he hurts Beako somehow, I’m not confident I’ll be able to hold myself back."

[Assistant] "No, surely, he would not treat her poorly… She might be the recipient of an excessive welcome, however."

[User] "What do you mean by…? Wait. Don’t tell me he’s a lolicon…?"

[Assistant] "I do not know what you mean by that term, but…" Julius trailed off at the end as he searched for an appropriate word within his own vocabulary. However, even a knight as elegant as he could not magically produce something so elusive. Either way, the true reason for Julius’s concern was clear, causing Subaru to clutch his head.

[User] "My mentor was already a handful as far as troublesome lolicons go…" Really, Clind had an aesthetic all his own. Subaru was mostly troubled by the fact that Clind and the Songstress Maniac might well have something in common. Clind prized youthfulness and treasured the childish spirit. In other words, someone with a youthful appearance but a mature mind would be of no interest whatsoever. Accordingly, Clind did not find Ryuzu appealing at all; in contrast, he held Emilia in high regard. Furthermore, he practically treated Beatrice like a princess.


[User] “My Beako is an all-rounder who’s attractive to your run-of-the-mill pervert as well as the exacting tastes of people like Clind…”

[Assistant] “Why is it I feel as if I am being treated rather rudely again, I wonder?” Beatrice, who had arrived just in time to hear his comment, puffed her cheeks up in a fit of pique.

[User] Seeing Beatrice there like that with no sense of danger, Subaru raised his voice, saying, “Get some sense, dummy! I’m just worried about you! Wake up and realize that you give off a dangerous level of charm just by existing! Be careful so I don’t have to worry this much! Damn it, you’re so cute…!”

[Assistant] “Eh, ah, mm… W-well, it’s only natural that you would worry about that, I suppose. Tee-hee-hee.” Even though he’d just warned her about her carelessness, Beatrice simply grasped Subaru’s hand with delight. For the moment, he decided to firmly hold on to her hand and never let go. He needed to be especially careful in this city.

[User] “Incidentally, Beako, you came by yourself? Wasn’t Emilia-tan in the same room as you?”

[Assistant] “Emilia and Otto are searching for Garfiel. He must be taking a stroll inside the inn, I suppose. In the meanwhile, Betty has come here so that Subaru wouldn’t get lonely.”

[User] “I see. You’re cute even when you’re condescending.” Stroking Beatrice’s dazzling hair, Subaru turned his gaze toward the inn. Garfiel was no doubt engaged in arduous combat with the three siblings at that very moment. If worse came to worst, abandoning Garfiel and departing immediately was an option. "Then again, leaving without him would make it pretty meaningless to have brought him as an escort. No, wait a sec. When you think of it as him drawing away three of the enemy at the same time…”

[Assistant] “It is not good to think so belligerently. Even if that were the case, who would be my opponent? Hmph, you, perhaps?”

[User] “You laughed a bit just now, didn’t you? You don’t think I can cut it? I’ll have you know—Beako ’n’ I are dangerous when we put our power together. You’d be struck with awe, okay?”

[Assistant] “Precisely. You would be astonished, I suppose.”

[User] When Julius made a provocative remark, Subaru grabbed Beatrice and pushed her to the fore. When he saw Beatrice puffing her chest out, Julius raised both hands in apparent surrender.

[Assistant] “—Brother, I have just returned.” A young man waved his hand as he climbed up from a waterway onto a footpath. The new arrival had a delicate face with a monocle

[User] Seeing him made Julius stand straighter with a smile. "So you made it in time. Thank you for your hard work, Joshua.”

[Assistant] “Not at all. Please feel free to leave this much in my hands any time you wish. Also…” Hearing his older brother’s thanks, Joshua’s expression relaxed. After that, he looked at Subaru and Beatrice.


[User] Instantly, keenly, and very blatantly, the temperature in his yellow eyes turned cold. "…Both of you, thank you for coming all this way. I believe you have already spoken to Lady Anastasia. I am sorry that I was unable to join you.”

[Assistant] “Mm, don’t sweat it… I heard you were out to take care of some kind of business.”

[User] “Yes. By the command of Lady Anastasia, I went to the trading company to…prepare a dragon boat for you. Please make use of it during your time in the city.”

[Assistant] “Dragon boat!” The statement was delivered in an oddly chilly tone, but the content made Subaru’s eyes sparkle. Behind Joshua, in the waterway from which he had just emerged, Subaru saw a water dragon with its outstretched head turned their way.

[User] “A pilot has also been provided. I employed Hoshin Company connections to secure a trustworthy person.”

[Assistant] “That’s being very thorough. What’s really important is that this is the stuff of dreams and fantasy, so thanks for setting all this up.”

[User] “Pay it no heed. I mentioned it already, but this was on Lady Anastasia’s orders. If anything, I sought to finish preparations as early as possible to keep my older brother from dealing with Sir Natsuki any longer than necessary, but…”

[Assistant] “You’re one hell of a blunt guy, aren’t you?” Joshua’s overly forthright nature brought a strained smile to Subaru’s face.

[User] He raised his shapely eyebrows, apparently unaware of the enmity his younger brother had held toward Subaru until this moment. "Joshua, all of them are Lady Anastasia’s guests of honor, him included. Rudeness toward him is a slight upon the honor of Lady Anastasia, our liege. Refrain from this in the future.”

[Assistant] “…I—I am very sorry, Brother.” After getting a scolding from Julius, Joshua clenched his jaw as he bowed his head.

[User] Julius sighed at the sight, glancing at Subaru and Beatrice with an apologetic look in his eyes. “I am sorry. I apologize for our impropriety. Normally, my younger brother would absolutely never behave in such a manner… Perhaps the change in environment has him more worked up than usual.”

[Assistant] “Not that I mind, but if it’s really because this is some new, unfamiliar place, then you need to keep a firm grip on the reins as the older brother. I don’t wanna have both siblings nipping at my heels, Big Bro.”

[User] “Hmph, I shall keep that in mind.” When Julius returned to normal and wore his usual smug smile, Subaru shrugged in exasperation.

[Assistant] “Ah.” Her voice trickled out as she held Subaru’s hand and trained her gaze toward the inn.


[User] “Sorry to make you wait. We just couldn’t find Garfiel and the others any sooner.”

[Assistant] “They left signs of mayhem throughout the entire inn, so we had to look everywhere.” Behind Garfiel, Emilia and Otto spoke of the difficulties their search party had to overcome.

[User] “That was hell. If Bro hadn’t come, I’d still be runnin’.”

[Assistant] “So you’ve been savoring a meowtiful festival. Satisfied?”

[User] “Satisfied, my ass. Those little bros tried to kill me as soon as that runt dragged me off. I was racin’ around like Gehanon’s Fleeing Feet, damn it.”

[Assistant] “Well, those two little brothers seem to be obsessed with their sister to the extreme. You didn’t counterattack?”

[User] “They were on a rampage ’cause they were worried for their big sis, right? No way I was gonna make ’em cry over that.”


[Assistant] “Joshua arranged a dragon boat for us, so it’s a boat trip from here on out.”

[User] “Wow, seriously? I really wanted to ride one. Thank you, Joshua.” Bringing her hands together before her, Emilia smiled and voiced her appreciation.

[Assistant] “N-not at all. Your words are wasted upon me. I merely did as Lady Anastasia bade.” Joshua’s cheeks reddened slightly as he tried to respond.

[User] “We are grateful for your thanks. Please enjoy your boat trip, Lady Emilia.”


[Assistant] “The size of the boats is apparently set by city law, y’see. It’s a compromise ’cause they gotta consider not just pilots like us but the comings and goings of other vessels, too.” The swarthy-skinned pilot gave that explanation as Subaru and the others looked at the boat like it was a novelty.

[User] “It’s my first time crossing the water by boat. Somehow, it has my heart racing.”