Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- I sometimes remember and wonder if there's anything I can do for them, but nothing comes to mind right away. Hmm... Maybe I should ask for their files at the police station? Maybe something will turn up.

I'm more interested in what they'll think when they come across a random newspaper with an article and a photo from the coronation. Will they regret letting them go? Or will they be pleasantly surprised?

He doesn't belong on the front lines, - she frowned, unpleasantly recalling the many images from her native world, depicting the consequences of the bloodbaths of various states and organizations on the two continents she had visited. - And no one else, for that matter.

- I'm just trying to figure out if you're twenty-five in terms of our lifespans. If you want to go on a date, that's an important point, but also - in the end, you'll have to go out with a young man anyway...

- Bajena... thinks a little differently than I do. Perhaps, if she or her colleagues didn't wear such things, I wouldn't have anything to be ashamed of...

- Well, Her Majesty even gave me the green light (hee hee) for a swimsuit. The question is, what would people think, but for me, being a princess is a secondary concern here. No decent Nihon woman, especially from the Yanagi Temple, should wear a *saram* - that's the most important thing.

- This is a microphone. You connect it to a speaker with a cable, and you can amplify your voice through the speaker. Then you can even create a song in Fruity Loops and add autotune.

Listen, we never met after yesterday's "skirmish" in the Abyss. Did the kids tell you? Well, they did a pretty good job even without your presence... But, to be honest, they were still being directed by Erefir and Linetta-dono. It's hard to say how they would have acted completely independently. And with all that chaos, we didn't have time to distribute the Grandmaster loot. We need to fix that.

- So, my joke about the final boss of this comedy turned out to be not too far from the truth... All that's left is for the three of us to dress up in masquerade costumes and go fight the centuries-old mafia at night... But I don't see any heroes here.

- Thank you for this story, Sir Quentin; now we will better understand the limits of what is permissible. It goes without saying, but may I ask you not to tell Erefir about your suspicions? She is already ten times smarter than me, but the last thing I want is to put everyone at risk by causing a feud between the imperialists and the bourgeoisie.

Harold scratches his head even harder.
- So, is this how it works, like a wife is something you grow into, and over time you get used to it and it's okay? Yes, the daughter of parents who decide to marry her off like that must have angelic patience to endure such a situation.

What's with the sudden change?

- Oh, we could have gone to the fair that was here... Where did everything go, by the way?

- Yes, it turned out to be a good idea, our neighbor is extremely friendly. It's a pity she didn't meet any familiar guys, but on the other hand, it's good that they're not sitting at home.

- Is that really all? Is nothing left? They were so quick...
"Even the painting of my Guyosh?!"

- Yes, we understand. It's just that whoever is involved with the fair isn't here anyway, - Beata chuckled. - They're probably resting after yesterday, just like most of the city.

- She's still quite terrifying. - Arivell commented, turning around and surveying the room of horrors that it had become. - You are much more beautiful and charismatic, Erefir.

- She has a strange phenotype, - Kilika said with an unusually serious expression, - her ears seem to be ours, but her facial features are completely different.

- But the chest area corresponds, - Astellia joked, - ... Sorry.

-- I think she has human ears, and that... is just an ornament. I don't want to say anything bad, of course, anything can happen in the universe, but four auditory canals in the skull? I think these ears are some kind of important symbol.

-- How are you doing, girls? Are you tired?

- No.
- Nope.
- No way.

- The final boss? Heroes? What a joke...
- Yeah, sighed Sanexa, it would be extremely ridiculous to perish in a side quest after everything we've been through.
- Alright, Klin, that's what I'll do.

– So, what are your suggestions?

- And do you have twenty-five, Ayano-sama?

- But you are you, and she is she, and they are they, why do you determine your attitude towards things based on the attitude of others towards them??

- Let's go to the beach next summer. Let's see how you won't be ashamed to bask in the sun like a piece of meat on a grill.

- Uh-huh, Pion told me and didn't forget to mention that without Rintze's help, you wouldn't have been able to handle it... It's a little embarrassing that I was so close but missed everything, and it's good that everything ended well. - After listening to the story about the loot, she smiled wickedly again. - Who is "we" referring to? It was purely your responsibility... Now, almost everyone except Sui-en should be in place.

- How about the Drowned Maiden? - suggested Astellia.

- Better "Diablo". - countered Kilika.

- Maybe we should check out "The Thinker"? - Arivel countered. - Maybe they finally opened it up to women.

—Well, I guess we can settle it this way. —He paused for a moment, unsure how to conclude this side quest more appropriately. —...But changing the subject to something a little more cheerful, I hope, Sir Quentin, that you don't think that with my new assignment, they got rid of me so easily! After all, our work contract hasn't been terminated, and as long as I'm not called for a suicidal quest, I wouldn't want to make you look for assistants again. After all, honest work isn't tied to positions, and even though I don't grasp everything as quickly as your first student, it seems I still have a lot to learn here.

—That's because we live in a society 🤓🤡, and not only a tangible one, but also a spiritual-temporal one.

—You underestimate me. By the will of the Kami-sama-tachi, our bodies and souls are not affected by heat, so we can wear our kimonos without any difficulty, even with global warming.

—Oh, so it was supposed to be a warm and organized mini-ceremony, not to pick them off one by one in a dark alley and secretly pass on the loot taken from under the floorboards. I guess I misunderstood.