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Yuuram in Novel 15

So, I made a promise to write one of these per day until next week. So here’s the end to the Seisakoku arc. It’s so nice to re-read it and find little things I never paid too much attention to before. I always include things I find interesting even if they’re not yuuram. Anyways, enjoy: Yuuram in Novel : 1|2|3|4|5|6|7|8|9|10|11|12|13|14|15|16|17 

——————————————————————  Novel 15. ch.1 - So he uses majutsu anywhere but when Wolf wants to do it…-

“…If it’s same as a game, then the zombie group must be weak against fire, right.”

Wolfram who was standing next to me folded his knees. And soon the emerald green eyes were sparkling close to me. His fire techniques are magnificent. By controlling a fire beast effectively, he could burn down only the dead.

“Don’t do it.” But if I think about the nature of the locality, I couldn’t let him do something unreasonable. “Why are you stopping me.” “Didn’t you say that magic doesn’t work in the land of the Shinzoku.” “But..” “Even if you have Gunter’s protector, how can I let you do such a reckless thing!” “Boys! Enough of your playing around.”

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.2 - Drunkenness and lies -

Maybe it’s just me, but it feels as though Adalbert’s powerful muscles shrivel quite a lot, looks like he’s a man who easily makes mistakes because of alcohol. Wolfram, too, uses poisonous words unbefitting of his pretty face to add salt to the wound,

“Oh dear, don’t tell me you want to say you were drunk then? That can’t be possible, people call you the Grantz boss, how could you have gotten drunk on one barrel of wine? By the way, you also said you don’t sleep while hugging baby bears anymore.”

(…)

Afterwards, according to my investigations, it seems there was never ‘a promise on the ship’. Wolf replies with a straight face, “I was just winging it.”

He even tells me, “He’s the man who betrayed Shin Makoku, and stood on the humans’ side. I really hate my uncle and Grantz, rather than giving Adalbert wine, I’d rather pour the highest quality grape wine into the river.”

To think he could tell such a lie so easily, seems like he’s matured too.

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.2 -Telepathically - 

“Yuuri, you still plan to…”

Wolfram tries to say something, but Lord Weller puts a hand on his shoulder, looking at him and shaking his head. As expected of brothers, they understand each other telepathically even without words.

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.2 -Henachoko -

“It is indeed rare for the king to appear at the frontlines himself.” “Is that so?” “Other than Shinou, I heard there are only two others who went to the frontlines of their own volition.” “Surely Yuuri will be praised by the poets in the future as a brave king, huh? Although you’re actually such a henachoko.” “Henachoko… That’s right, it’s because I’m a henachoko that I can’t stand this atmosphere.” Wolfram leans back slightly and makes fun at me, since I haven’t been able to think of a decent strategy until now, I don’t even have the energy to retort him.

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.2 -Wolfram isn’t fit to do anything risky, okay!-

Murata isn’t all that heavy either, the only question is if anyone can ride a galloping horse up to him at a hair’s breadth away and then reach out to grab him.

Of course, this job can’t go to Wolfram. He’d probably lose it if I told him directly, but the position required is very challenging, and you’d need to pull up a high school student with one hand. Therefore not only would you need good riding skills, you also need powerful arm strength.

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.2 -Wolf gets confused by Yuuri’s English words, but can understand what they’re talking about?-

Wolfram was watching our conversation from a side, and finally breaks the awkward moment, “So all you need is position?” With his hands on his hips, he tilts his upper body back, his tone sounding as though he understands the English we’re speaking. “In that case, just make her our goodwill ambassador. Won’t it be fine if you make this old woman Seisakoku’s goodwill ambassador to Seisakoku right now?”  (continues below)

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.2 -This bit is really interesting, it starts with Yuuri feeling dejected because no one knows he’s the maou and treats him like a normal person and he can’t make decisions, when Wolf steps in..-

“It is indeed very hard for you, since you’re an intermediate.”

“Mn? You’re not calling me a beginner anymore?”

“Well—You’ve been on the throne for quite a while, after all.”

He blinks his eyes, as emerald as the bottom of a clear lake, and says,

“In other words, you’ve grown a little bit.”

“I guess there’s been a minor change. But in the time I changed from a beginner to intermediate, I still couldn’t come up with a solution to convince the people. Ah, man”

“Then, allow me to do what I can for the the king who’s grown up.”

(….)

“Since your identity is false, of course your authority is electing an official isn’t recognized. Alright, turn around!”

I don’t know what he writes on the pale green slip, and he doesn’t seem to be bothered by how uneven my back is, either, writing and signing his name fluidly. I don’t care what you’re doing, but that really is very ticklish.

“Wolf, what are you writing…”

“I elect you as the Bielefeld territory’s goodwill ambassador to Seisakoku. See!”

“What?”

He waves the paper in front of my face. Having lived more than eighty years as an aristocratic heir, he seems used to homework like this, easily giving Venera a position.

“This is something we do commonly in the territory. Choose a suitable representative from amongst the people and honor them with a title in public, so that uniting the people will henceforth be his job, and he doesn’t have to come to us for some of the small stuff too.”

“Is that so~~ To think you’re so used to these things.”

“Although I’m a soldier loyal to the Maou in the capital, my job when I’m back at my territory is more like an administrator.”

“Are you learning how to be a good leader? What mature thinking—”

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.4 -The punch-

Wolfram walks up to me quickly, perhaps to help me out.

“No, I’m taking Ajira with me. Although I feel bad for asking him, I still need a translator. Although I think it’s not too possible, but Wolfram, um…”

“What is it?”

“Don’t you come with me now.”

Lord von Bielefeld narrows his eyes, saying in a calm voice,

“If milord just says the word, I would gladly go to the ends of the earth for you.”

He’s sounding all polite and respectful again, even though he knows very well I can’t handle him at all when he’s like this.

“Stop joking around, I’m going off to be a hostage, how could I possibly let you come along.”

“To be able to do even the slightest thing for Your Majesty, is my utmost pride and glory.”

“T-thank you for your kind intentions, but I can’t let you come with me, Lord von Bielefeld.”

I don’t know how many times I’ve come across this situation already. Once the other person treats me so sincerely, I get frustrated and impatient because I feel I need to repay in kind. In the end, I’ll either make it worse, or say a bunch of random things.

“My beloved officer’s life shouldn’t be sacrificed for me, but contributed to the country.”

“The two are one and the same.”

“It’s not like that, Wol…”

That moment just as I’m turning around to face him, a strong impact assaults my stomach, and I nearly stop breathing. My mind goes blank for about five seconds, and I’ve no idea what happened, only managing to kneel on the ground, groaning in pain. I try to take in a breath so hard, but I can’t do it.

“Wolf… What did… you do…”

“I’m sorry.”

By the time I realize that I had taken a punch from him, he’s already taken off my hooded cloak. I’m all curled up, lying on the sand, the pain making me hold my stomach, unable to breathe. It’s obviously already night time, yet my eyes are filled with a sea of red, my throat making a piercing sound, and still the air doesn’t enter my lungs.

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.5 -The punch’s meaning-

Maybe it’s because I’m too much of a mess, Conrad and Wolfram both reach out their hands to try and help me up, but I don’t need their kindness right now.

“Did I ask you two to do this?”

Maybe he didn’t expect me to ask so suddenly, because Wolfram seems to be frozen in shock.

“Whose idea was it?”

“Your Majesty.”

Conrad wanted to interrupt, but Wolfram gets there first, replying,

“It was mine.”

“Now you’ve done it!”

Before I even finish saying the words, I’ve already pulled him by the clothes on his chest. I don’t hold back at all, our faces almost colliding. His eyes look different than usual, because of the illumination from the torch.

“What’s the meaning of that punch to my stomach, huh? Do you want a divorce? To remarry someone else?”

“… respect and affection”

“Liar.”

I took a punch to the stomach for nothing, and it’s been hurting ever since then all the way until now. If I don’t force myself to stand with my back straight, I’d probably be holding my stomach and crouching on the ground by now. If it weren’t for Yelshi watching from the side, I’d have done that long ago.

To be honest, I wanted to butt my head against his hard, but exerting myself now will only make the pain worse. That’s why I thought of admonishing him in public.

“I’ll get you for this!”

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.6 -Just Wolf being awesome in battle-

(It’s that man!)

My features contort in pain, and I raise my hands to cover my ears. The truth is his thoughts don’t reach me through my hearing, so it’s pointless even if I cover my ears. His gaze goes past several rows of the resurrection group on the left, staring at that golden hair glowing a fiery red in the torchlight. But those emerald eyes, its color looking even more complex with red mixed in, are shining with a light even brighter than his hair.

Wolfram turns back deliberately, even smiling a challenge, then he slowly kicks the stomach of his horse, purposely taking off at a speed we can catch up with.

Seeing this act of his, Yelshi naturally takes the bait. From the cavalry to the foot soldiers, from the few living soldiers to the near two hundred zombies, his entire army starts chasing Wolfram.

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.8 -Mental image-

Wolfram and I, with two little girls grabbing our waists, walk slowly on the uneven stone steps. The salty sea breeze sure feels comfortable.

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.8 -Oh, come on! How cute is this!?-

“They did do something like a fortune telling before.”

The one who had his fortune told back then wasn’t me, but Wolfram. But back then not only weren’t they talking about weakening or whatnot, they even said he had a king’s aura, so surely that must have made him happy?

“Is what they say accurate?”

Hearing my question, Wolfram thinks back for about ten seconds, his arms crossed over his chest and his left leg stretched slightly ahead, a hint of a smile on the corners of his lips,

“No, it’s not accurate at all.”

“It can’t not be accurate!”

One of the twins, probably Freddy, seems really angry, and can’t help but protest.

—————————————————————— Novel 15. ch.8 -And the most yuuram arc of them all, end with … what else? Yuuram-

Just then Wolfram waves at me, so I leave the scene without replying. I really want to throw it somewhere, but I can’t just leave it alone either. That is the sealed, ominous Box that the mazoku destroyed, and sealed. I really want to forget about it, but I think about it with every step, and it presses down on my chest every time I breathe, making me gasp for breath.

“Is your stomach okay?”

As soon as we’re out of Saralegui’s field of vision, Wolfram immediately looks apologetic, even saying,

“Sorry.”

“Oh—That? Oh, right, Wolf, that punch really hurt! Although I was at fault too in the tunnel that time, you were wrong to hit me in the stomach. That is totally DOMESTIC VIOLENCE!”

Although it’s not serious or common, Wolfram looks surprised to hear an unfamiliar term. What a bother, since I’m used to talking to Hazel, I’m starting to use a lot of Earth terms now.

“DOMESTIC… what does that mean?”

“Uhm…. like ‘in the country’ or a 'product of the country’, something like that”

“I already told you many times, I will formally ask for my due punishment once we get back…”

“No need, it doesn’t matter if it’s official or not. Any time”

He’s about to say something formal again so I pat his back hard without hesitation, and it gives me a feeling of reality, like “Ah—right here”. I’m here, and so is Wolfram.

“Because we’re already back.”

We’re all here, Conrad, Murata… Josak too.

“I can’t say for all of it, but I brought us back with my own strength.”

“Yeah”

The sea breeze caresses Wolfram’s hair, and he nods his head firmly. Then he turns around to face me, as I was still standing on the rocky side of the port, and with an extremely natural movement, he extends his hand to me.

“Let’s go home, everyone is waiting.”   —————————————————————— Ahh… what a joy of a novel!

Lan SiZhui. The only sane guy in the GusuLan sect. (I'm looking at you JingYi)

Lots of Love for A' Yuan!

He was fair and refined, with a dignified appearance and smiling faintly… His mannerisms were also respectful, making him a disciple with astonishing potential. He didn’t know that, at a conservative clan such as the Lan clan, who on Earth brought up such a junior.

the sun will shine on them when?

No matter how many times I come across it, I seriously admire Wolf for being the first person to defeat Anissina's device with his stubbornness.

Also, as always YuuRam is amazing!!💜

Thank you for this wonderful work!!

Yuuram in Novel 16

The beginning of Prison arc. Novel 16 and 17 have little yuuram as Yuuri and Wolf are in two different places for the duration of this arc and they’re both very busy. However let’s see what we can find. I’m also including some interesting Shinou parts. Yuuram in Novel : 1|2|3|4|5|6|7|8|9|10|11|12|13|14|15|16|17 

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.1 - A slap, a stab, a punch, a push into the ocean -

And besides, I hadn’t planned to return yet, it was Wolfram beside me that pushed us into the sea from the back, so even if it wasn’t of our own volition, in the end we still fell down towards the blue-black whirlpool.

Just as Wolfram said, I know he did it completely out of kindness. He probably wishes I can return to Earth and sleep peacefully, eat Mom’s cooking, then recharge and rest up properly before returning to Shin Makoku. But in the end…

“This is very obviously not Japan.”

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.2 - Gunter and Wolfram talking-

“I really wanna see the world His Majesty grew up in… go to where His Majesty grew up… ‘Ears’.”

Of course at this time no one would pay attention to the fact that he got the name wrong.

“You probably want to follow and see as well, huh, Wolfram?”

“I’m still okay.”

“There you go again, you’re always so stubborn with your words.”

“I’m not being stubborn, I really never thought of going to the world where Yuuri grew up.”

“Sometimes you don’t have to force yourself so much, y’know, Wolfram.” Günter’s gaze is condescendingly saying ‘you were just like a pouting brat just now’. (…)

“I’m not forcing myself! To Yuuri and me, it doesn’t matter what kind of world he grew up in, it doesn’t change the fact that Shin Makoku will always be the best!”

(…)“There’s no country better than this, and I believe Yuuri thinks the same. Once his body gets used to it, he would probably want to stay here all the time, right?”

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.2 - Ice swan-

“When Your Excellency was still Snow Günta, His Excellency Gwendal stayed by your side. He even put a snow rabbit on your important parts.”

“Don’t tell me you want me to do that too?”

“I have already put a swan ice carving on Gurrier’s crotch.”

Gisela says decisively. Although it sounds cold just listening about it, Wolfram still decides in his heart that he must go see that later.

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.2 - Wolfram’s power -

If this continues, Wolfram might very likely suffocate.

But Wolfram, on the brink of losing his rational mind, is putting up quite the fight, grabbing Gisela’s wrist and glove, and twisting it unhesitatingly.

“Mgh!”

Gisela clenches her teeth instead of screaming, then turns her body to try and shake off the pressure on her wrist. Although she manages to save her wrist, she also gives Wolfram back his freedom, and his feet finally return to the ground. With that, the Bear Paw has lost its usefulness.

“Did I just witness the moment Anissina’s ma-powered device was defeated with my own eyes?”

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.3 -Pretty face-

I shake my head slowly, saying,

“I won’t run.”

If it were Conrad, by now he would surely be saying with a smile, “I knew it would end up like this.” If it were Wolfram, his pretty face would surely go completely red with anger, and then he’d say, “That’s why you’re such a henachoko.”

Lord von Voltaire isn’t like either of them.

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.4 -White face-

“I mean, don’t you guys get dizzy on human land because of houryoku?” (…) “Wolf’s condition is more obvious. Because his face would immediately turn white, but you resist more.” “I don’t feel any particular change, maybe because this land has weaker houryoku.”

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.6 -Your maryoku is smol -

“What did you say–?”

Behind the open door, Wolfram demands loudly from the chair on the deck. He’s at least twenty adult steps away from this side. This is in order to prevent him from accidentally touching the Box, so they deliberately made him leave.

It is said that even when it is spoken in a foreign language, people can still tell between good words and bad ones. Even though Wolfram is so far away, he can still sense people badmouthing him—despite not knowing exactly what’s being said.

The maryoku sealed inside the pouch is Wolfram’s maryoku, and if he were to hear that… his maryoku is unexpectedly small, he would surely blow his top, so Günter hurriedly replies,

“It’s nothing, y’know—Wolfram—Nothing at all!”

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.6 -Stuck up Wolf -

Pouch Man mutters,

“Pretty stuck-up, ain’t he.”

“How troubling, he’s always like that, his stubbornness is always so hard for us to handle.”

“Oh~~ I understand his personality fairly well, to think that his stubbornness is very different depending on whether I’m watching it from afar or experiencing it first-hand.”

“You’re saying you’ve seen Wolfram before?”

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.6 -Shinou’s description-

“Eh—In that case there’s not enough evidence for me to believe you’re His Majesty Shinou, now what do we do?”

“The way you’re suspecting my status like this, if we were back in my time you would have been executed on the spot long ago.”

He continues muttering,

“To think that I’ve gotten softer too. Back in the past, I was very much respected and idolized, so although I never oppressed anyone with my power, no one dared to raise up their heads and look at me directly either. Especially Lord von Christ, I expected you would perform a spray all the way to the ceiling and then faint.”

(…) “Speaking of that~~ I didn’t have a physical body to start with, but that’s something you can imagine. Living alone all this time as a spiritual body, I was looking for an entrance to the real world when I just happened to find a gathering of maryoku that was in pretty decent shape, which is…”

He uses the tip of his fingers to pull at the hair from the pouch,

“Lord von Bielefeld’s maryoku was sealed up in a hundred percent hair, and became a perfect exit that connected the space I was in to this world. From where I’m at, this is just like a little round window made of transparent ice. Then, the second I passed through that little round window, I used the maryoku gathered there to make this thing that looks like a body physical. In other words… it’s like how when a bubble rises from the bottom of a marsh, the mud will fill with air and swell up. However, observe!”

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.6 -Shinou spying on Yuuri and Wolf-

“Y-you watch over everyone?” “That’s right… No, you don’t have to worry, I have no interest in vulgar things, and I don’t watch all of you all day long, after all I only have two eyes. However…”

(….)

Shinou looks at the beautiful face similar to his, saying disdainfully, “Wolf sure is stuck-up, despite how cute he is when talking in his sleep.” “You even know that he talks in his sleep!? D-d-d-don’t tell me you’ve heard His Majesty Yuuri’s sleep-talk as well?” “I have, so? The things Yuuri says are pretty descriptive, mostly about ‘assassination’, ‘dead’ and the like. It’s making me wonder recently, is he really a pacifist?” “If you’re talking about Yuuri, I want to hear too!!!” (Wolf)

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.6 -Key-

“A, part, of, the, Box?” “Lord von Bielefeld Wolfram, you are the Key to ‘Inferno on the Tundra’. And the same goes for your two older brothers, Lord von Voltaire Gwendal and Lord Weller Conrart, the Keys of the Boxes of Earth and Wind are hosted on their bodies respectively.” “I am… the Key?” “Didn’t you sense it slightly?” “But… To think… I…”

—————————————————————— Novel 16. ch.7 -Wolf and me-

I bet we’re currently witnessing a special version of ‘Father, give me your daughter!’ But the one acting as the father is the son, and the daughter is his old lady, this difference is too much.

Even if that little skit is so unique, I’m still touched to tears. If I were to find myself in that position in the near future, what should I do? At that time, the fathers would be Wolf and me, and the daughter would be Greta.

Thinking that, I immediately understand Gwendal’s feelings deeply.

—————————————————————— Novel 16. short story at the end -In Greta’s Mirror -Royal family. Greta wants a picture of her mother-

Greta returned to Yuuri’s room and waited impatiently while her beloved family hugged her, then led her by the hand to Wolfram’s room. “Wolfram will paint a picture of your mother from her childhood.” “Childhood?” “Yeah. Greta’s mother and the current you are painted pretty much the same.” Greta sat on a large stool for several hours in the same position without moving. Wolfram, closing one eye and measuring the length with a writing brush, painted a picture with strong-smelling paint. “We can’t take a photograph of your mother, but we can paint a portrait. After this we can make one each year. When Greta is an adult, surely the mother from your memories will be almost exactly like the one in the portrait.” “Really?” “Really. Because Greta is her beloved mother’s daughter, right? But-” Yuuri quickly lowered his voice and whispered in Greta’s ear. He felt around in his pocket again and pulled out a small mirror with a light-blue border, putting it in the smiling Greta’s palm. “It’s a secret from Wolf.” “Yeah, a secret from Wolf.” Greta didn’t know whether or not the completed picture actually resembled her mother. That wasn’t because Greta was forgetting her mother’s face; it was definitely because Wolfram’s artistic style was so incredibly abstract that there was no distinction between a person and a tanuki. Nevertheless she hung the portrait in her room, and spoke to it every morning without fail. But ever after that, Greta wished for a portrait or photograph of her mother.

And every time she used the tiny mirror, she remembered.

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Yuuram in Novel 6

Finally, at the end of this novel, the Royal Couple gets reunited.

—————————————————————— Novel 6. ch.2 -Wolfram’s journey-

The 82 year old in the prime of youth was proud of all of his accomplishments in the past year.

He’d gotten engaged and adopted a daughter. He even overcame his picky eating habits. However…

“Ugh! Urrrrrrrrgh… bu… buaarrggh!” He still got seasick. (..)

Their hasty journey that His Majesty the Maou’s life depended on did not leave room to be picky about the the method of transportation. Far from a luxurious tourist ship, this cargo ship was so rough around the edges it was about to start growing fur. Despite that, the passengers jammed into the tight quarters without complaint.

(…)

“No, of course this would confuse you. This is a social class you weren’t aware of until now. Unless something extreme happened, you’d never have crossed this gap.” “But he always tries to go ‘over there.’” “Are you talking about His Majesty?” Gisela’s skin, pale as was typical of the healing hands tribe, gained a little color. Her calm, thoughtful green eyes narrowed under her eyelashes as she smiled. “His Majesty is wonderful. He really is a special person.”

—————————————————————— Novel 6. ch.3 -My confession that held no true emotion-

“You not an impostor, are you? Are you really my son-in-law, Sir Norman? Do you swear your love to my daughter?”

“Of course, I swear to Gad[14] that I love Miss Flynn!”

I love elephants more, though.

My declaration was supposed to be 'Afro, moved to tears!’ but the Plainsmen’s expression remained hard. I had only deepened his suspicion with my confession that held no true emotion.

Oh, but thankfully Wolfram isn’t here. If he’d heard what I said right now there would be no excuse good enough to get out of that situation.

—————————————————————— Novel 6. ch.11 - The cliff scene-

I don’t even have enough strength left to talk much less ask what’s important about him.   With the next small tremor, I’ll definitely fall.  I have no feeling left in my fingers at all and after losing focus for a split second, my left hand slips off.  My one arm holding on becomes three fingers, two fingers, and lastly my middle finger…

My awareness comes back with a shock like my shoulder is being dislocated. Pale fingers and a sleeve in a familiar color were solidly grasping my right wrist.

“I finally caught you.”

“… Wolf… why are you here..?”

Lord Wolfram von Bielefelt gives a bitter laugh as his beautiful face twists into a grimace. For a moment, I see traces of his eldest brother and despite the state of emergency I’m in, I feel a sense of admiration.

“You’re a flirt and a cheat so I secretly stuck a transmitter on you so I can chase after you anywhere in the world.  Hey, it’s no good with just one hand.  Grab on with both of them.”

“But with your weight… you won’t be able to pull me up.  If things go wrong, you might even-!”

“If that happens…”

Wolfram grabs a hold of my sweaty wrist with both hands as it starts to slip and gives me a stern and manly smile.

“I’ll fall with you.”

Something must have happened while I was away because this is the first time I’ve seen such an expression on his face.

“Trust me.”

Overpowered by his confidence, I swing my dangling left arm overhead.  The Pretty Boy, who used to be a delicate and high-strung little yippy puppy, pulled me up with all his strength a little overenthusiastically and he ended up falling on his back and pulling me down with him.  When I panicked and tried to get off of him, a part of my sleeve or something caught against his cheek and left a small scrape.

“Wolf, you’re bleeding… I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize.  It’s to be expected,” he says rapidly and then looks around impatiently.  “It would have been nice if Gisela had come to this side.  Unfortunately we’ve been separated.  Anyway Yuuri!  What were you doing and where!?  It’s inexcusable to leave me, your fiancé, behind and go off on some journey without thinking about anyone else!  And on top of that, you couldn’t even pull yourself up as you’re about to fall off a cliff… This weakness is unfit for the Demon King.  This is why I call you a henachoko… Yuuri?”

Didn’t I endure it until now?

“What’s wrong?”

Even when night came, when I was alone, when I met Josak, didn’t I endure it until now?  Then why can’t I bear it anymore?  It’s only been a few dozen seconds since we met again.

“Wolf… Conrad is…”

“I know.”

I must look really miserable.  He’s not even getting mad that I’m talking about the brother he doesn’t like and he’s put an arm around my shoulders.

“It’s okay if you cry.  I was a little distraught as well.”

“He’s not dead.  He’s definitely not dead, but…”

But he’s not here or anywhere.  Lord Weller isn’t coming back.

“You can cry as much as you want.  Gurrier, Gisela and I are all here.  You can cry as much as you want any time now.”

“… Damn it!”

I force myself to pull away and show him my injury from getting caught on a jagged rock.

“Look at this, you can see the flesh… It’s bleeding so much… And then this is where you grabbed me and pulled me up.  It’s all swollen and hot.  I might have sprained my wrist.   Worst case, it might even be broken.  What do I do?  Damn… it hurts… it really hurts.  It’s so ridiculously painful there are tears in my eyes… How stupid am I?”

“You’re not stupid.  The foolish one is Conrart.”

Why are you only saying things like that to me?  Things that just make me hurt even more.

Things that just make me want to cry out and sob.

“But even if you know it’s foolish, there are times you have to do it anyway.  Even you’re like that, right?  You’ve always done things like that.”

“Well sorry for being a fool.”

A man that looked like a companion of Wolfram’s comes running forward while stumbling.  I recognize that closely shaven head.  It’s Günter’s subordinate Dacascos.

—————————————————————— Novel 6. ch.11 - Wolfram’s words-

I will strength into my knees and stand next to Wolfram. “… If they have a mask, can anyone become king…?” “No.  The only ones who can be a king are those who have the talent for it.” Even though he doesn’t know what’s going on, Wolfram is thinking of the words I want to hear. “That’s something that you possess.”

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Yuuram in Novel : 1|2|3|4|5|6|7|8|9|10|11|12|13|14|15|16|17

This is too beautiful!!

Gently caressing the face...

...of the person you love more than anything.

Just SasaMyaa Things

Sasaki in first year:

Sasaki in second/third year:

🧐🧐🧐

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).

* fangirling to the MAX!! *

Don’t mind me. Just quietly dying at Sasaki tucking Miyanos hair behind his ear. Bye.

Wow it is so rare to see Wolf making realistic art instead of his usual deal.

2020-02-26 drawing

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