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May Love Echo Where Snow Falls - Episode 1
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Akira: Hm? It's...
It was early in the afternoon, and a sparkling, bright melody could be heard in the courtyard. The delicate, beautiful song was most likely from a harpsichord.
Akira: (It sounds like a fun tune, but also heartrending at the same time. What a strange melody......)
Beautiful music resonates with the heart.
Feeling like I had just received a surprise present, I moved in the direction of the song.
Rustica: ......
His fingers were dancing across the keyboard in rhythm to the song, and there was a head of milk tea-coloured hair.
That wizard was, as I'd expected, in a great mood as he played the harpsichord.
Akira: (Ahaha, Rustica looks like he's having fun.)
I had no intention of interrupting him; it would be rude of me.
I waited until the performing musician was about to play the last note before I approached him.
Akira: Good afternoon, Rustica. It was such a lovely song that I couldn't resist coming over.
Slowly, he opened his eyes when spoken to.
Still steeping in the beauty of the harpsichord's melody, Rustica looked up at me.
Rustica: How are you doing, Kenja sama. It's an honour to receive compliments from you.
Fufu, today certainly is a day of a string of good happenings. A wonderful day!
Akira: Was there anything else that happened?
Rustica: Yes. Look.
As he spoke, Rustica gestured to his magical tool which sat beside him — his birdcage.
Within it was a little bird flapping its wings.
Akira: Uhhh, Rustica. That bird is...
Rustica: Ah. Sorry, it slipped my mind to introduce her.
She is my bride. We had reunited just moments ago.
Akira: (It's the usual......!)
Akira: I… see. Umm, is that for real and not like, say, a case of mistaken identity...?
Rustica: A case of mistaken identity?
Rutile: Kenja sama——! Rustica saaan!
Rustica: Hello there, Rutile. How do you do?
Rutile: Doing great! Sorry to interrupt. Have you, by any chance, seen Leno san?
I'd been looking for him, and couldn't find him anywhere...
Rustica: Oh, Lennox? If you mean him, he has been with me, enjoying the music.
He was right here next to me... I do wonder where he wandered off to.
Akira: .........
I stole a glance at Rustica's birdcage. The bird inside it looked like it had feathers as black as Lennox's hair, along with red eyes.
Akira: Rustica. Just... maybe, that bird could be Lennox......
Rustica: Oh, was that the case?
Lennox: ......! ...... What a relief......
Rutile: Leno san!
Akira: W-what a relief indeed...! We managed to find you unharmed. But how did you end up thinking Lennox was your bride?
Rustica: That is because...... ...... I wonder why?
Lennox: I was strolling through the courtyard when I heard music from a harpsichord, and came over to listen because it was a good song.
I complimented the song, and you said, 'Surely you must be my bride, for you love my performance so very much'...
Rustica: Ahaha, that was it. My apologies, it seems like it was truly a case of mistaken identity.
Akira: (That could have been me......)
Rutile: Kenja sama noticed, and we found Leno san safe and sound, and that's great!
Lennox: But as always, Rustica's search for his bride never fails to surprise...
That's right. Rustica is looking for his missing bride.
But as he has only a vague memory of her, he would turn anyone he believed was his bride into a little bird, which he'd then lock into his birdcage.
Lennox: It has been a long journey of searching. If you could tell us some of that person's defining characteristics, we could perhaps be of help.
Don't you remember, even just a little? For example, something related to appearance.
Rustica: A very beautiful person.
Rutile: Then, what about hair colour?
Rustica: Ah, but of course, it is a very beautiful shade.
Rutile & Lennox & Akira: ............
It was an answer so vague, the three of us couldn't help but exchange glances.
Akira: (Well, he really doesn't remember a single thing about his bride, I guess.)
Even though he could recall neither appearance nor name nor even a single moment spent with his bride, Rustica had never given up on his search.
Akira: (She must be a person so important and irreplaceable to Rustica...)
Rustica: Speaking of which, Rutile, you were searching for Lennox? Was there something?
Rutile: Ah, that was the case...! Would both you and Kenja sama come with too?
There's been an incident at the cafeteria, and Nero's not having a good time with it...
Lennox & Rustica: An incident?
[ Magical Manor - Cafeteria ]
We headed to the cafeteria, and we all widened our eyes at the sight.
Snow: .........
Snow was curled up on a chair with his face buried in his knees. White, who was always with him, was nowhere to be seen.
Lennox: Isn't that... What on earth happened here?
Rutile: According to Nero san, he's been curled up all day long in that spot...
Even if you tried talking to him, he'd smile weakly and say, 'What a kind child you are,' and that's it.
You can easily tell he's feeling down, but...
Akira: I wonder what happened; he could have had a fight with White...
I was about to ask Snow myself when from behind me wafted the smell of something fragrant and sweet.
Nero: Phew... Thank goodness you're all here.
Akira: Nero!
In his hands was a plate laden with churros...
In other words, he'd made Snow's favourite food.
Akira: It smells good... Is it fresh out of the fryer?
Nero: Yep. I figured in times like this eating as much as you can of your favourite food has gotta help.
So, uh, Snow. Everyone's watching, so I'd like to recommend enjoying these at your leisure in your room...
Nero placed the churro-filled plate down before Snow. Snow nodded a tiny bit at the kind gesture.
Snow: Sorry to trouble you, Nero...
It's just that, when I think of the town, my heart feels like it's squeezed tight...
Akira: The town?
Nero: Seems like something's up at the Town of Ice that the twins run. Aaand that's why we're here.
Can't be leaving him all alone like that, so I'm glad you guys came over.
What could have happened at the Town of Ice —— before I could ask Snow, who was dejectedly eating his churros, someone approached him.
Rustica: Snow sama, you who always brightens our day with a warm smile.
May this disperse the clouds hanging low over your heart, even just a little.
Rustica: « amorest viesse »
Rustica summoned his harpsichord with magic. With it, he started to weave notes into song.
Snow: ...... Oh...?
Rutile: What a beautiful melody.... A song may be just what's needed to help heal Snow sama's heart.
Snow: Umu...... That's right, it's a good song......
Snow held a half-eaten churro in one hand and listened to Rustica play. Suddenly, I recognised its melody. I'd heard it before, somewhere.
Akira: ... Wait. By any chance, is this the song that was played in the courtyard...?
Lennox: Yes, the exact same. It's called Beloved Hometown and the Travelling Peryton.
Rutile: Leno san, so you have heard of it?
Lennox: Yes. It's a song that every traveller knows. It changes every so often between travellers and word of mouth, but its name was originally something like...
The Traveller Peryton on the Journey of Love. It is a song based on the events that happened to one particular traveller.
The story Lennox told us went like this:
A traveller embarked on a long, long journey back to his hometown where his lover waited.
During the long journey home, the traveller lost his life to the freezing cold of the lands. He died, all alone.
Taking pity on him, the spirits used their mysterious powers on the traveller.
Lennox: The spirits granted the traveller wings, horns, and strong legs.
Those were the defining characteristics of a legendary beast, the peryton.
Episode 2 ⭢
Akira: Hm? It's...
It was early in the afternoon, and a sparkling, bright melody could be heard in the courtyard. The delicate, beautiful song was most likely from a harpsichord.
Akira: (It sounds like a fun tune, but also heartrending at the same time. What a strange melody......)
Beautiful music resonates with the heart.
Feeling like I had just received a surprise present, I moved in the direction of the song.
Rustica: ......
His fingers were dancing across the keyboard in rhythm to the song, and there was a head of milk tea-coloured hair.
That wizard was, as I'd expected, in a great mood as he played the harpsichord.
Akira: (Ahaha, Rustica looks like he's having fun.)
I had no intention of interrupting him; it would be rude of me.
I waited until the performing musician was about to play the last note before I approached him.
Akira: Good afternoon, Rustica. It was such a lovely song that I couldn't resist coming over.
Slowly, he opened his eyes when spoken to.
Still steeping in the beauty of the harpsichord's melody, Rustica looked up at me.
Rustica: How are you doing, Kenja sama. It's an honour to receive compliments from you.
Fufu, today certainly is a day of a string of good happenings. A wonderful day!
Akira: Was there anything else that happened?
Rustica: Yes. Look.
As he spoke, Rustica gestured to his magical tool which sat beside him — his birdcage.
Within it was a little bird flapping its wings.
Akira: Uhhh, Rustica. That bird is...
Rustica: Ah. Sorry, it slipped my mind to introduce her.
She is my bride. We had reunited just moments ago.
Akira: (It's the usual......!)
Akira: I… see. Umm, is that for real and not like, say, a case of mistaken identity...?
Rustica: A case of mistaken identity?
Rutile: Kenja sama——! Rustica saaan!
Rustica: Hello there, Rutile. How do you do?
Rutile: Doing great! Sorry to interrupt. Have you, by any chance, seen Leno san?
I'd been looking for him, and couldn't find him anywhere...
Rustica: Oh, Lennox? If you mean him, he has been with me, enjoying the music.
He was right here next to me... I do wonder where he wandered off to.
Akira: .........
I stole a glance at Rustica's birdcage. The bird inside it looked like it had feathers as black as Lennox's hair, along with red eyes.
Akira: Rustica. Just... maybe, that bird could be Lennox......
Rustica: Oh, was that the case?
Lennox: ......! ...... What a relief......
Rutile: Leno san!
Akira: W-what a relief indeed...! We managed to find you unharmed. But how did you end up thinking Lennox was your bride?
Rustica: That is because...... ...... I wonder why?
Lennox: I was strolling through the courtyard when I heard music from a harpsichord, and came over to listen because it was a good song.
I complimented the song, and you said, 'Surely you must be my bride, for you love my performance so very much'...
Rustica: Ahaha, that was it. My apologies, it seems like it was truly a case of mistaken identity.
Akira: (That could have been me......)
Rutile: Kenja sama noticed, and we found Leno san safe and sound, and that's great!
Lennox: But as always, Rustica's search for his bride never fails to surprise...
That's right. Rustica is looking for his missing bride.
But as he has only a vague memory of her, he would turn anyone he believed was his bride into a little bird, which he'd then lock into his birdcage.
Lennox: It has been a long journey of searching. If you could tell us some of that person's defining characteristics, we could perhaps be of help.
Don't you remember, even just a little? For example, something related to appearance.
Rustica: A very beautiful person.
Rutile: Then, what about hair colour?
Rustica: Ah, but of course, it is a very beautiful shade.
Rutile & Lennox & Akira: ............
It was an answer so vague, the three of us couldn't help but exchange glances.
Akira: (Well, he really doesn't remember a single thing about his bride, I guess.)
Even though he could recall neither appearance nor name nor even a single moment spent with his bride, Rustica had never given up on his search.
Akira: (She must be a person so important and irreplaceable to Rustica...)
Rustica: Speaking of which, Rutile, you were searching for Lennox? Was there something?
Rutile: Ah, that was the case...! Would both you and Kenja sama come with too?
There's been an incident at the cafeteria, and Nero's not having a good time with it...
Lennox & Rustica: An incident?
[ Magical Manor - Cafeteria ]
We headed to the cafeteria, and we all widened our eyes at the sight.
Snow: .........
Snow was curled up on a chair with his face buried in his knees. White, who was always with him, was nowhere to be seen.
Lennox: Isn't that... What on earth happened here?
Rutile: According to Nero san, he's been curled up all day long in that spot...
Even if you tried talking to him, he'd smile weakly and say, 'What a kind child you are,' and that's it.
You can easily tell he's feeling down, but...
Akira: I wonder what happened; he could have had a fight with White...
I was about to ask Snow myself when from behind me wafted the smell of something fragrant and sweet.
Nero: Phew... Thank goodness you're all here.
Akira: Nero!
In his hands was a plate laden with churros...
In other words, he'd made Snow's favourite food.
Akira: It smells good... Is it fresh out of the fryer?
Nero: Yep. I figured in times like this eating as much as you can of your favourite food has gotta help.
So, uh, Snow. Everyone's watching, so I'd like to recommend enjoying these at your leisure in your room...
Nero placed the churro-filled plate down before Snow. Snow nodded a tiny bit at the kind gesture.
Snow: Sorry to trouble you, Nero...
It's just that, when I think of the town, my heart feels like it's squeezed tight...
Akira: The town?
Nero: Seems like something's up at the Town of Ice that the twins run. Aaand that's why we're here.
Can't be leaving him all alone like that, so I'm glad you guys came over.
What could have happened at the Town of Ice —— before I could ask Snow, who was dejectedly eating his churros, someone approached him.
Rustica: Snow sama, you who always brightens our day with a warm smile.
May this disperse the clouds hanging low over your heart, even just a little.
Rustica: « amorest viesse »
Rustica summoned his harpsichord with magic. With it, he started to weave notes into song.
Snow: ...... Oh...?
Rutile: What a beautiful melody.... A song may be just what's needed to help heal Snow sama's heart.
Snow: Umu...... That's right, it's a good song......
Snow held a half-eaten churro in one hand and listened to Rustica play. Suddenly, I recognised its melody. I'd heard it before, somewhere.
Akira: ... Wait. By any chance, is this the song that was played in the courtyard...?
Lennox: Yes, the exact same. It's called Beloved Hometown and the Travelling Peryton.
Rutile: Leno san, so you have heard of it?
Lennox: Yes. It's a song that every traveller knows. It changes every so often between travellers and word of mouth, but its name was originally something like...
The Traveller Peryton on the Journey of Love. It is a song based on the events that happened to one particular traveller.
The story Lennox told us went like this:
A traveller embarked on a long, long journey back to his hometown where his lover waited.
During the long journey home, the traveller lost his life to the freezing cold of the lands. He died, all alone.
Taking pity on him, the spirits used their mysterious powers on the traveller.
Lennox: The spirits granted the traveller wings, horns, and strong legs.
Those were the defining characteristics of a legendary beast, the peryton.
Episode 2 ⭢