Gyun Is Beyond Saving!!

This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. If you’re not a BTS stan then you will be after watching this.

Yuuram in Novel 4

You really have to read these quotes, they keep getting gayer and gayer XDD —————————————————————— Novel 4. ch.1 - Whatever happened during those four months -

“… Even though it’s already been four months… Ah! Now’s not the time to be worrying about that! I thought it was hard to breathe! He’s completely on top of me!”

Wolfram von Bielefelt, with the sleeping face of an angel and the sleeping habits of a devil, has got both his arms and legs wrapped around me, disturbing my peaceful sleep. He had on a frilly-laced, silk nightgown.

“This isn’t funny. If Günter saw this…”

“I’m already here!”

Lord von Christ is yelling as he bangs on the thick, heavy wooden door. His pretty face is probably distorted in unease and impatience, his hair in a disarray.

—————————————————————— Novel 4. ch.1 -Introducing Wolfram-

The third son has a build similar to mine, looks just like his mother with long eyelashes, blonde hair, emerald green eyes that remind me of the bottom of a lake, and is the very image of a perfect pretty boy from an orthodox school – like an angel that comes to you in a dream and makes you cry from his whispered gospel. But in reality he’s a spoiled brat and if he opens his mouth, what comes out isn’t any kind of heavenly gospel.

(…)

I’m simultaneously denying all three of their opinions. As the only outsider, Lord Weller is desperately trying not to laugh. Stop that Conrad. Your one and only baseball partner is being forced into a marriage fraud… Wait, rather than a marriage fraud, is it gender misrepresentation? Ah, if only Wolfram was a girl… but then he’d still be a spoiled brat… NOTE:  When Yuuri talks about ‘marriage fraud’, and 'gender misrepresentation’, he’s talking about the fact that same sex people can’t get married in Japan; so  two men getting married would in fact mean that the marriage is fraudulent. He even said: “wouldn’t it rather be gender misrepresentation?” which consist of pretending someone is of a different gender to get married. This is followed by an : Ah~ If only Wolfram were a girl…

—————————————————————— Novel 4. ch.1 -Mpreg jokes -

“Royal bastard?” What’s that? As I turned to Conrad to ask, Wolfram grabbed me by my collar.

“Yuuri, you jerk, where did you give birth!? Where and when, when did that happen!?”

“Wh-what? I didn’t give birth! I definitely did not give birth!”

Being assaulted by this angelic pretty boy, I feel like confessing to anything.

—————————————————————— Novel 4. ch.1-2 -Although not Yuuram, mental note- Yuuri tried alcohol in novel 4, ch1. The story about what happened with Anissina and Densham’s rooster is in chapter 2.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.2 -Boarding the ship-

Also standing there was the third son of the three brothers that look nothing alike.  If he kept his mouth shut, he was an unrivalled pretty boy, but in reality he was just a spoiled brat made all the more intimidating by the beauty he inherited from his mother.

“I’m your fiancé so it’s my duty to supervise you on your travels so you don’t get caught up in some sort of love affair!  Especially since you’re a flirt, a cheater and henachoko!”

(…)

“Anyway, since Schildkraut is two days away, let’s just pass the time in our cabin.  Especially since we have a child with a fever and an adult who is seasick like always.”

Speaking of which…  I turned around and there was Wolfram, vomiting with tears in his eyes…

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Novel 4. ch.3 -Free gayness-

“… The World’s Dongs!?”

“Not ‘dongs,’ dangerous.  It says ‘The World’s Dangerous Animals,’” said Conrad.

My reading ability is still lacking.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.3 -Baths and swimsuits-

“What are you doing, Yuuri?  That’s a bath for beauty.  What am I going to do if you get even more beautiful?”

Blathering on with his weird aesthetic sense, Wolfram quickly walks away.  

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.3 -Same as usual-

Because it would be a problem if the assassin and the target were paired together, Wolfram and I are in the same room.  It’s the same as usual.

There were sounds coming from the adjacent room for a while, but by the time my digital analog G-shock told me it was nine, it was completely quiet.  The last thing I heard as I was on my 50th sit-up after throwing my sheets aside was a door shutting and footsteps leading away.

“… Conrad went out!”

The third son, who had turned off the lamp and was slowly drinking some local wine in the moonlight, showed no interest.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.3 -more yuuram-

“So, what do you think?”

“About what?”

“About Conrad because he’s half human, what do you think?”

As his little brother, this question seems to trouble him.  He lets out a low grunt and falls silent.

“I don’t care about the past.  I’m talking about since I’ve come here.”

“… That’s…”

Moving away from the table by the window, I playfully kick the third son as he sits on the bed.  It was my way of telling him that I’d want a detailed answer sooner or later. “How long are you going to sit there drinking alcohol like an old man?  Well, I guess there’s no helping that since you’re 82.”

My overseer wasn’t around and my right ankle felt awesome and I felt 9 o’clock was too early to call it a day.

“Hey, let’s go have some hot spring town nightlife fun.  Like ring toss or target practice or smart ball[7].”

Wolfram immediately returned to his arrogant behavior and sniffed in derision.

“Nightlife fun?  I’ve gotten bored of that childish nonsense.”

“H-hey!  Don’t tell me you’re just going to go to sleep…”

Without even waiting for me to finish talking, he lays down for bed.

“… Well I guess it can’t be helped…. He is 82.”

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.4 -why is he feeling guilty tho-

Just in case, I wait until I can hear Wolfram’s signature ‘Gghgpihh-ghgpihh’ before I get dressed and leave the room.  I don’t really think I need it, but to alleviate some of my guilt, I bring along Windpipe No. 1.  Wearing round sunglasses at nighttime and a flashy pink knit hat and using a cane even though I can walk perfectly fine, I’m a very suspicious nightwalker.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.4 -Wolf’s dream connecting to Yuuri in RL-

“I’m against H (sex) without love!  Here, put this on!”

Trying to hide my embarrassment in vigorous movement, I rip off my down jacket.  It’s a lot heavier than a ‘Made in Modern Japan’ version, but the warmth is the same.

“… Thank you.”

(…)

Around that time, Wolfram was having a dream.

Yuuri screamed, “I’m against H (sex) without love!” and he replied with “If you’re talking about love, it’s right here,” but in his mind he was thinking, ‘what does he mean, by H?’’

His snore was ‘ghghpihh-ghghpihh’ as always.

Have a nice dream.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.6 -Reuniting with Wolfram and penis jokes-

“Oh, it’s your fiancé and Mr. Kakunoshi-“

“Yuuri, you jerk!”

Raising his manicured eyebrows, Wolfram grabs my collar and lifts me up.

“Running around playing in the red-light district when you have someone like me…  how frivolous can you be!?”

“Ugh, Wolf, I, I can’t, bre-breathe!”

“Do you have any idea how much Conrart lectured me because of this!?”

(…)

“Hey, the one who went out gallivanting with girls first was you, wasn’t it? (…)”

“I wasn’t going to hang out with girls.  I just had something to give to an acquaintance.  The child was sleeping soundly, and because I heard some suspicious breathing coming from the next room, I thought it would be impolite to stay and listen to the sounds of you making love so…”

“We weren’t making anything!”

That was me doing sit ups.  We’re not a couple from fifty years ago so why would we come to a hot spring for our honeymoon.  Anyway, please notice.  We’re both guys, alright!?

(…)

“Uh, Mr. Mitsuemon?  Mr. Kakunoshin?  Who are Yuuri and Conrart..?”

“Oh sorry, sorry.  That’s me.  I’m the crepe silk dealer from Echigo, Mitsuemon, with the pen name, Yuuri.” “Your pen(is) has a name?”

Pretty boy, I’m not sure if you’re out of sorts, you were trying to make a joke, or if you’re just an airhead.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.7 - Wolf healing Hube scene-

Half asleep with his eyes half open, Wolfram bites back an indiscreet yawn.

“Ya’anna heal Gegenhuber with healin’ magic, righ?”

“You’re not speaking properly.”

“Why ‘on’t you ask me?”

My powers of comprehension can’t keep up with this unexpected utterance

“Because Wolf… did you have that kind of skill?”

“I’m not as skilled as Gisela, but I do have some experience with raising people’s natural healing.  There’s no way I can’t perform a technique that even the likes of you can do.  Because you’re a-”

“Henachoko.”

The Pretty Boy gives a satisfied snort and repeats ‘are you asking me to heal him?’  I do so without a second’s hesitation.  I don’t care if he calls me a wimp.

“All right Yuuri, watch closely.  This is how you use the healing arts.  Hey Gegenhuber!”

Rather than hold his hand, he grabs his wrist, roughly shakes it around and yells at him.

“You listening, you injured guy!?   I don’t want to help you, but I am because Yuuri said ‘please!’  If you live any longer, thank him! (…).”

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.8 - Maou scene-

“This is strange,” Wolfram murmured with a skeptical expression.

“Dragons?  It’s strange; there’s no way his magic could be so refined.”

“Wolf, I think that’s a bit rude.”

“No, it’s clearly strange.  Ah, did he get a lover!?  And now he’s trying to show his good side…”

“… That’s so cool…”

(…)“So he’s trying to show his good side to his daughter.”

It seems he’s become aware of himself as a parent. ————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.9 - I’d go out with him-

Light reaches my optic nerves and even the underside of my eyelids turn white.  Bearing my pain and opening my eyes, I see that right above me are shining golden hair and lake’s bottom green blinking down at me.  If only he was a girl, I’d deal with his attitude and go out with him.

“… but anway… uwah!  Why did you put my head on your lap again!?”

Rolling across the grass three times, I distance myself from Wolfram’s lap.  My limbs are heavy and my throat is parched and there is an unbearable ache in the back of my head.

Propping myself up with my arms behind me, I look up at the sky and take a deep breath.

“My head hurts.  I feel like I’m going to vomit.”

“It’s a lack of sleep.”

Citing this working class condition, Wolfram throws a towel at me.

“Wipe your face; there’s still some drool on it.  After using that much magic, usually you would rest a long time, but today you haven’t even slept for half that.  Headaches and nausea are a given.”

(…)Wolfram lent me his shoulder.  I didn’t think it would be so tiring to not sit back down.  I feel like I’m being crushed by the heavy air and like gravity has doubled.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.9 - Family time-

Wondering when she learned how to speak so un-cutely, I stop in surprise.  But the one who spoke was Wolfram as he kicked at the ground in exasperation.

“How thick can the two of you be?  Seriously, like parent, like child.”

“Wolf, this isn’t about you-”

“The reason her mother sent her to Svelera and the reason you’re leaving her in the care of this ‘baldy’ is the same.”(…)

This ex-prince and third son who has a super beautiful mother and two manly older brothers does everything with pride and he had faith in the love that he was showered with.

“I’m doing this with your benefit in mind.”

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.9 - Goodbye-

When I had to part ways with Greta I was wailing in front of everyone, but no one laughed at me.  Anyway, Hyscliff promised that he’d make her visit after a month.  Now that I think about it, it’s been less than ten days since that child appeared before me.   When I turned to comment on the fact that it hasn’t really been long enough for me to properly develop the emotions of a parent, I found Wolfram fiercely crying.

————————————————————————————– Novel 4. ch.10 - Because bathing alone is awkward…  yeah, right. Keep chanting your mantra boi-

Because it’s awkward to bathe alone in that huge bath, at night I make Wolfram come with me for bath time.  I feel like if I spend time with him naked in the huge baths, we can form a friendship as men instead of he and his flirty fiancé.  The problem is that as we’re deepening our friendship, he’s getting discouraged.

Why, Wolfram von Bielefelt, are you so dissatisfied with friendship?

After I woke up paralyzed twice tonight, my eyes open and I can’t sleep anymore.

“Ah, it’s no use.  I can’t go to sleep without taking a bath.  Wolf, I’m going to take a bath.”

“Whadd’re ya sayin, you know whatime it is?  Stop bein’ so annoying.”

“This is kind of off topic, but your face looks like Kunie Tanaka.”

And you’re completely rude by just ignoring the fact that you’re living in my bed and saying whatever you want.

Reluctantly leaving my room by myself, I sneak down the late-night hallway.

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Yuuram in Novel 2

Novel 2. ch.1 -Yuuri describing Wolf -

An angel and a demon are standing in the open doorway: the master of this castle, Lord Gwendal von Voltaire, making his entrance to the Love Theme from The Godfather, and a Vienna Boy Choir OB-style pretty boy, Lord Wolfram von Bielefelt.

(…)

Lord Wolfram von Bielefelt, on the other hand, is my twin in stature and physique, but angelically handsome. If you didn’t know he was Mazoku, you’d think he was God’s greatest masterpiece. Glittering gold hair, white skin, long eyelashes, and emerald-green eyes. But that damn arrogance of his makes him sound like a yapping Pomeranian.

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Novel 2. ch.1

- Settling things -

I prick up my ears at these dirty goings-on of the adult world, but Wolfram roughly jerks my head back. His lake’s bottom green eyes meet mine.

Target: lock on.

“How dare you vanish from right in front of us after saying that you would become this country’s king?! I was going settle things with you properly after you were safely done with the coronation ceremony!”

“Se-settle? I told you, I’m fine with a tie!…or no, if you still find it that hard to swallow, then let’s just say I lost, okay? ‘Cause ultimately that duel was like one of those things where an exchange of blows forged a friendship, you know?”

(…)

“You were pretty strong, and I gave it my best too, so why don’t we just leave it at that? We don’t have to go into all of that stuff about duels and revenge again.”

“That’s not any kind of…hey, Yuuri! What is the meaning of this?! You’re not wearing the gold bird I gave you, but you have Conrart’s pendant…?!”

(…)

“You can’t deceive me, Yuuri! You’re too lacking in prudence. Well, yes, I guess…you’re somewhat good-looking…just a bit…so you can’t help but be a temptation…”

—————————————————————— Novel 2. ch.2

- Ship -

You’re late!“

Why is Wolfram sitting so regally on the double bed?!

I’m guessing that the gob-smacked look on Conrad’s face means that he didn’t expect this either.

"From the looks of it, this room is normally reserved for newly-weds. I presume Your Ma…my young masters are still in their prenuptial period…?”

“…I have no idea who’s responsible for this mix-up either.”

The next while is devoted to Wolfram being violently seasick, and so the afternoon passed.

(…)

Wolfram, who stalked us to the ship and smuggled himself on board, ended up in front of the toilet as soon as we set sail. Now he’s bedridden and refuses to eat or drink anything, even water. He can’t even quarrel with me. With his ruffled gold hair straggling down blanched cheeks and eyes lightly closed, he looks like an angel who’s fallen to earth and in despair because he cannot return home.

—————————————————————— Novel 2. ch.3

-Just so you know, Japanese people never say anything when you sneeze-

“Achoo!”

“Gesundheit!” I answer on cue in a conditioned response to Wolfram’s cute little sneeze, which sounds like something a manga character might make, as I rummage through my luggage and toss everything out of the clothes chest.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.4

-Closet scene-

Even though Wolfram could not have guessed at my feelings, his hand falls on mine. We huddle together in the cramped space of the too-small-to-be-called-a-walk-in closet, shivering.

No, I’m the only one who’s shivering.

Wolfram is a soldier, after all. Even if he’s not used to playing such a dangerous game of hide-and-seek, it can’t be his first time.

“…Are you okay, Yuuri?”

“O-of course I am!”

I grip the hand touching mine, closing my eyes, and hang my head.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

He’s not laughing at me, is he?

It’s just…it’s not just that I’m frightened, not even that I’m scared stiff—it’s this silence, this tension, that is unbearably painful…

My roommate seems to read my mind. He whispers, “Like Conrart said, don’t do anything rash if we’re found. They’re not going to kill you if you don’t resist, 'cause you’ve got such good looks.”

“Then you’d better not do anything either. You’re several times cuter than me. No one would kill someone as pretty as you.”

“No way. I am a warrior of the Mazoku; if I don’t fight, I can’t be allowed to live.”

“That’s stupid.”

“Shush!”

(…)

“Wolfram! Don’t, there’re too many of them!” “Shut up!” “I’m begging you, Wolf! Stop it…that’s an order!” He freezes and without looking at me allows the sword to drop. (…after getting caught…)

“I hear you’re on your honeymoon, an’ want to be sold together.” Unwinding his turban, Wolfram asks me, “Honeymoon?” “Don’t know anything about it,” I reply from my position on the floor, not yet recovered from the shock of the sailor uniforms.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.5

- Maou-

He lifts his eyes when he reaches the approximate center of the deck and stares sharply at the man right in front of him with the one black eye not obscured by contacts.

“…Yuuri?” Wolfram calls, forgetting his alias, but Yuuri doesn’t seem to hear.

Taken aback, he grabs Yuuri’s hand. With the exception of his index finger, it’s icy cold.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.6 -Random inner monologue-

The third son is standing in the doorway, still in his bathrobe. His beautiful eyebrows are knit in an exaggerated frown.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.6

-casual yuuram-  “(…)His Excellency looks like he’s still deep in dreamland.“

Pretty boys, like pretty girls, have low blood pressure. Wolfram rubs his eyes adorably and pulls the rough blanket close.

"Wolfram, you’ll be late for school if you go back to sleep. You can nap in first period math class.”

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.6

—Yuuri teaching Wolf the Lamaze technique to stay awake—

The boat starts listing slightly. Wolfram is starting to doze off next to me.

“Wah, Wolf, don’t fall asleep! We’re turning, we’re going to start going around in circles—!”

“Hrmm.”

“Not hrmm! Row! Row, come on! Pull-and-push, pull-and-push, heeheefuu, heeheefuu.”

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.7

-Equally tired-

Conrad and Josak nonchalantly raise the white porcelain teacups to their lips, but Wolfram and I are both shaking right down to our fingertips and don’t even have the energy left to slurp our drinks.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.7

-happy times-

“I’ll go with you tomorrow.” “Huh?” He can’t give me any real help even if he comes with me. Even Conrad, who could make short work of any sword master, couldn’t move a finger to help me. But Wolfram is indifferent to my private waffling. He folds his arms and says rather happily, “Since you’re a total henachoko.” “Stop calling me a henachoko!” Ah.

The selfish prince with the angelic features and clear emerald eyes that remind you of the bottom of a lake. Abbreviate half-ironically, and you get selfish Puu.

Wolfram always goes right to the point. He throws himself straight into any challenge.

He bores into both my mitt and my chest, but it’s kinder and gentler than a lie.

“What? What are you grinning about?” “…I was just thinking, it’s been a while.” “What has?” “You calling me a henachoko.”

“That’s because you left the country. You left your people and your land to the care of others. You have no sense or consciousness of being a king. What’s wrong with calling a henachoko a henachoko?” “Nothing.”

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.7 -Closetting -

“Okay, then why don’t I dump you? 'I’m sorry, let’s call it quits?’” “Don’t you dare! It would be a blow to my self-respect!” “Oh, oh riiight, then why don’t you reject me? 'I refuse your proposal.’ I think my pride would be able to handle it just fine. I was the one in the wrong, so no help for it.” “I can’t do that!” “Why not? Is there some kind of rule about that? Some sort of religious reason?” “Shut up!” Wolfram stands straight up and opens the corner door without another word. “Aaah, Wolf! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was wrong! I’m apologizing, so don’t lock yourself up in the closet!”

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.7 -Equally frustrated-

Wolfram, who has no interest in human festivals, goes to bed immediately after finishing his wine. I feel like getting drunk and airing all my grievances too, but I’m not going to smoke or drink as long as there’s still any possibility that I haven’t reached my full height yet. Instead, I lie in bed tracking the moon’s course.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.8 -Angel of Love-

So the whole party proceeded to the hospital in the morning and ended up dashing frantically about until noon.

But even though we’ve run ourselves to the ground, nobody has set off on their last journey yet—in fact, no less than three people revived. We’ve had gratitude heaped on us, and people have even started calling Wolfram the Angel of Love. But for us it’s something of a mixed blessing.

————————————————– Novel 2. ch.8 -Misunderstandings-

I pounce, trying to grab it from Wolfram, and land on top of him. This is the exact moment when— “Listen to this, Young Master…oops.” “…” “Am I interrupting your fun, by any chance?” Josak closes the door again. “No, no, wait! We weren’t having fun, we were not having any fun of any kind, you’re taking it the wrong way! This is a massive, majorly massive misunder—ow!” I’ve bitten my tongue. “My my, Young Masters, it’s the middle of the day, so if you’re going to have a dalliance, you should at least lock the door. You really shouldn’t tempt your elders like this,” Josak teases in the voice he uses when disguised as a woman, and enters the room.

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Novel 2. ch.10 -Sneaking into Yuuri’s room for the first time-

“Wolf…what are you doing here?!”

“What do you mean, what am I doing?”

Wolfram, lying on his stomach and dressed like a madam after her bath, kicks his legs.

“I sneaked over for a night crawl.”

“Night crawl?! A-as in, when a g-g-g-guy secretly crawls into a bed…”

“For a rendezvous?”

“Yeah, rendezvous…no no no no, that’s not what I mean! The guy crawls into a woman’s bed…!”

Now he’s got me going at his pace.

Wolfram half-rises, scowling, a hand placed imperiously on his hip. He looks like pretty boy who’s hit the mat after a knockdown, for those with the taste for it.

“If I had to wait for you, you’d never come to a decision.”

“Um, incidentally, what sort of a decision are you looking for…?” My voice trails off as he sways his hips closer.

The Mazoku ex-prince’s face brightens, and he pulls me down by the arm.

“Wah!”

“Are we any closer to a decision yet?”

“No!”

I’m terrified just thinking about what sort of decision this might be. I’m not going to lose my life or anything, but I do feel like there’s something else I’m going to lose. I desperately extract myself, fly into the bathroom and lock the door.

“Yuuri!”

“Wait wait wait! I gotta take a bath first, okay?! You don’t wanna do anything with a sweaty guy either, right?!”

Do…? I blanch at my own words.

My head and nose both prickle, and I stagger, suddenly dizzy.

“Yuuri! Hey, open the door!”

“No!”

Unable to keep upright any longer, I sit down on the rim of the tub

“Blooploop.”

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The MaruMa novels are the best thing that happened to me! We need more of it! I wanna read about the Royal Wedding aready! Waiting for Takabayashi-sensei to continue writing cause the last cliffhanger is killing me!

@blvebite Well if there’s a possibility of reboot, I’d like one following the novels. The manga’s ending was rushed by Kadokawa, and it’s completely different from the novels starting from Chapter 96 (it was a bit different before, but after 96 it’s a different plot .. ). I’m sorry, I love the novels. I know manga is easier to read and it has all the beautiful art, but the novels ! that source material is simply irreplaceable for me. I just like everything about it.  If you ever get a chance to watch the KKM musicals they’re pretty good, too. And the last one was actually written by Takabayashi sensei (the author of this series).

* dead *

Seems sensei loves killing Connie as much as she loves killing us with these!

It happens to everyone 2 and Shibuya’s

To anyone out there wondering: part 2 of ”It happens to everyone” (Which Takabayashi sensei wrote in English as the title being: “It comes equally to everyone”- sensei’s English is not good, she made a mess with other titles too) and a short “Shibuyas” (from the Winter 2019 doujinshi) is translated and available on Baka-tsuki;  doujinshi section. Thank you to the translator!  Go read if you haven’t!

And now, to the spoilers! (under the cut)

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Quite interesting...

Info about Yuuri’s soul

God, I swear there are so many goodies that we all just skim over without realizing!

Novel 11, chapter 7

“Your Majesty!”There isn’t a wall behind me, and the balcony railing I finally touch is round and thick, so my fingers, scalding hot with pain, can’t get a grip on them at all. In that second I could still wonder how many stories this is, but before I get an answer, my entire body is already flying mid-air. It won’t hurt anymore. All that’s left is to fall, just like that time.”

WHAT TIME!?  I can’t recall Yuuri falling a long distance before. (When he fell in the Colosseum, he was the maou and he wasn’t conscious; when he dropped with Josak it wasn’t like this). And we know that Julia died in battle, so not like this either.

So as Yuuri is approaching his death, he remembers ‘falling to his death’ just like that time.

So I’m thinking this is most likely how his original soul died. Oh, well, interesting nonetheless!

Sasaki in first year:

Sasaki in second/third year:

🧐🧐🧐

white day doodles ig!!

Happy Birthday Yuuri!!  2019-07-29