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| Pomefiore Student A | Alright! Before we start our welcome party, why don’t we introduce ourselves to the other Pomefiore freshmen? | |
| Pomefiore Student B | Okay, I’ll start. How are you, everyone? As members of the same dorm, I hope we’ll all get to know each other this upcoming school year. | |
| Pomefiore Student A | Excuse me for asking, but… are you by chance from the Queendom of Roses? You have the fragrance of a blooming flower. | |
| Pomefiore Student B | Pomefiore students are just as observant as you’d expect! I’m amazed you could tell through my special parfum. | |
| Pomefiore Student A | Are you from Shaftlands? That finely-crafted jewelry glittering on your fingers surely must be the work of a reputable jeweler… | |
Epel  |
…Oh no… | |
| Pomefiore Student A | And what’s your name? | |
Epel |
Huh!? M… M-Me?
Uh… um… I… I’m… …… | |
| Pomefiore Student B | Poor thing… He looks so frightened. Like a kitten all alone in the rain. | |
| Pomefiore Student A | Oh, there’s no need to feel so nervous! Forgive me for being so rude; I shouldn’t have asked your name all of a sudden! | |
Epel |
No, um… I… I’m Epel Felmier… | |
| Pomefiore Student A | Epel! It has a ring to it like a little bird’s song, fitting for a lovely figure like you. | |
| Pomefiore Student B | That sorrowful face, tinged with gloom… What fragile beauty. Surely you must be the son of a noble family. | |
Epel |
No, I’m nothing like that… | |
| Pomefiore Student B | All of you are perfect matches for Pomefiore, where elegant students gather. I have a feeling we’re all going to get along well! | |
| Chattering… | ||
| Pomefiore Student A | Just look at the Pomefiore lounge! So many luxurious furnishings… Not even my home has this much. | |
| Pomefiore Student B | And the carpet is so finely woven and full of luster. What brand is it? Epel, do you know? | |
Epel |
I dunno… | |
| Pomefiore Student B | Then, what are your favorite brands? | |
Epel |
Huh? Brands!? Um, I… don’t really have any, I think? | |
| Pomefiore Student B | So you’re not too picky about brands; I like that! I’m positive you’ll find an artisan to offer your patronage to! | |
Epel |
Hahaha, haha… …Hah. | |
| Pomefiore Student A | Oh? Epel, where are you going? | |
Epel |
Um… I was starting to not feel too well…
So I was going outside to get some air… | |
| Pomefiore Student B | Epel is very delicate. And there are so many people here. Of course he must feel fatigued. | |
| Pomefiore Student A | With that slender physique and porcelain skin… It’s no wonder. I hope this isn’t too serious. | |
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Epel |
…Hahhh…
I really… I really wanted to get into the wild and brave Savanaclaw instead!! I can’t believe I got sorted into Pomefiore, led by a dorm leader who says things like that… This is the complete opposite of the school life I dreamed about! …I have to study harder, improve my magic, and get even stronger. And then, someday—!! | |
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Oh? I thought I saw a lovely papillon perched over here…
That hair and eye color—you must be the rumored freshman Vil was talking about. Epel, was it? | |
Epel |
‘Papillon’…? Er, did you say ‘rumored freshman’? | |
Rook |
Bonsoir, Epel. I’m Rook Hunt, a third-year.
Or feel free to call me “Le chasseur d’amour” if you wish. | |
Epel |
Le cha… what? | |
Rook |
Yes, yes, I see now that could have potential, just like an apple that’s begun to turn red. May I call you Monsieur Cherry Apple? | |
Epel |
Cherry Apple!? Get outta here! If anything, please pick a bigger, bulkier kind of apple!
I’m really picky when it comes apples… | |
Rook |
Anyway, Monsieur Cherry Apple! Now that the entrance ceremony is over, how do you like Pomefiore? It’s very beautiful, isn’t it? | |
Epel |
Huh? …Yeah… It’s so fancy and sparkly…
But the guys here are nothin’ but a bunch of real prim ‘n proper show-offs. Not that beautiful if you ask me. I don’t think it really suits me, though. Having Pomefiore assigned to me must’ve been some kind of mistake. | |
Rook |
Non, non, don’t say such dismal words. You carry a soul that’s perfect for Pomefiore.
I would know. | |
Epel |
I really don’t think I do. | |
Rook |
Why don’t we go back to where everyone else is? You mustn’t let your small shoulders fall to the devil that is a cold. | |
Epel |
No… I think I’ll stay here for a few more minutes. | |
Rook |
Are you bad at socializing? No need to worry. I’ll accompany you! | |
Epel |
This guy is not on the same page as me at all…! | |
Rook |
Now, let’s go, Monsieur Cherry Apple. | |
Epel |
I told you to stop calling me tha—… Rook, are you listening to me? | |
Rook |
Ohh~! Our beloved, beautiful Pomefiore~♪ | |
Epel |
S-Stop dragging me; you’re going to pull off my arm…!
Rook! Rook! Let go—man, you’re really strong! What even is this grip you’ve got…! | |
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This story has been fan-translated by twstarchives. This translation was based off the scripts from the Japanese version of the game. |
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| Pomefiore Dorm - Lounge | ||
| Pomefiore Student A | Oh, Epel came back. We were too worried about you to even think about starting the first-years’ welcome party. | |
| Pomefiore Student B | Are you feeling alright now? The cold air outside must’ve been hard on you. Come, get yourself warmed up. | |
Epel |
Th-Thank you… | |
Rook |
All of you Pomefiore students have only just met, and yet you’re so considerate towards each other… This sight is truly très bien! | |
| Pomefiore Student A | You’re… Vice Dorm Leader Rook Hunt! It’s an honor to speak with you. | |
Epel |
Whaaat!? Vice dorm leader!? This weirdo—er, unique person is the vice!? | |
Rook |
Oh? Epel, you weren’t listening to my introduction at the entrance ceremony? How naughty. | |
Epel |
So not just the dorm leader, but the vice is this weird too… This is the worst. | |
Rook |
Now, beautiful Pomefiore flower buds, let’s all take our seats and feast!
The dorm leader should be coming soon, too. Remember to mind your manners and enjoy yourselves. | |
| Pomefiore Student B | All the food looks so delicious. And the way the table’s been set up is gorgeous! | |
| Pomefiore Student A | We’re having a full-course dinner? How very formal. It’s perfect for us Pomefiore. | |
Epel |
Good manners… Formalities… Even dinnertime, that’s just what it looks like.
Hm? What’s that? There’s a big bowl with water in it. It’s a weirdly-shaped glass, but I guess it fits for a Pomefiore dinner. | |
| Gulp gulp. | ||
| Pomefiore Student A | What!? | |
| Pomefiore Student B | He drank… all the water from the finger bowl… which is for cleaning your hands… | |
| Murmuring… | ||
Epel |
It doesn’t taste like anything… Huh, what happened!? Everyone’s looking at me really shocked…
D-Did I do something bad… maybe…!? | |
Rook |
Monsieur Cherry Apple… | |
Epel |
Y-Yes…? | |
Rook |
…Ahaha!
Drinking the water for cleaning your hands—what a fun, tasteful joke! | |
Epel |
What!? That wasn’t just a fancy cup…!? | |
| Pomefiore Student A | I see. You were lightening up the mood. Thank you! | |
Epel |
Y-Yes. Well… Hahahaha… | |
Rook |
…Hey, do you see now why you need good etiquette? | |
Epel |
Ahh… It’s true I almost got seriously humiliated there… | |
Rook |
I don’t want to see you looking so anxious anymore. I’ll give you a lecture on table etiquette!
First, take off that napkin from around your neck. Wearing it like a scarf might be cute, but the norm is to rest it on your lap. | |
Epel |
A-Alright. …Okay, I’ll have some soup now. | |
| Slurp. Sluuuurp. Slurp slurp! | ||
Rook |
Non! Were you trying to be an elephant slurping up water? You can’t make a single sound! | |
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Rook |
And you must use your forks and knives in the order they’re placed, from the outside first.
Now, try acting in accordance to my instructions. | |
Epel |
From the outside first, knife with your right hand, fork with your left…
Hah… Couldn’t I have done this all with a spoon? | |
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Fresh potatoes! | |
| Pomefiore Student B | Whoa, it’s so bright. What is this dazzling radiance…! | |
Epel |
That’s…! | |
Vil |
How is this welcome party I directed going? You’re all enjoying yourselves with sophistication, reason, and elegance, aren’t you? | |
Epel |
Vil Schoenheit…! | |
Vil |
That’s Dorm Leader Vil to you, isn’t it?[1] Epel Felmier. | |
Epel |
...! | |
Vil |
How is everything going with this muddy baby potato, Rook? | |
Rook |
Are you referring to Epel? He’s trying his best. I was just in the middle of giving him a lecture on mealtime etiquette. | |
Vil |
I see. …But his manners aside, we have another issue right now. | |
Epel |
Huh? Why are you coming up to me with that scary look on your face…? | |
Vil |
Your posture is just terrible! | |
| Slap! | ||
Epel |
OW! | |
Vil |
All I did was give your back a push. You’re quite dramatic.
You don’t have a single sliver of grace in you. Epel, what is your favorite food? | |
Epel |
Favorite food? BBQ meat. …Agh! | |
Vil |
…I thought I heard an answer that was awfully unbefitting of this place. But surely I must’ve misheard?
I’ll ask again. As a student of Pomefiore, founded on the heavy efforts of the Fairest Queen, what is your favorite food? | |
Epel |
It’s….
…It’s… macarons… Kgh! | |
Vil |
Very good. Now, please adjust your posture as if you’re about to eat those macarons you love so much. | |
Epel |
Why are you grabbing my head…! Agh, your grip’s real strong! You’re gonna crush my head like an apple! Yow! YOW!! | |
Vil |
“Gonna crush”? Shouldn’t that be “going to crush?”
Furthermore… a person is shaped by the words they use. You will repeat everything from the beginning, this time using words I understand, won’t you? | |
Epel |
You’re going to crush my head! It hurts! | |
Rook |
You’re very receptive, Epel. | |
Vil |
Don’t lower your head while you’re eating. You aren’t bringing your mouth to the food, you’re bringing your food to your mouth.
And your face is much too slack. I’ll take ahold of your chin and secure it in place for you. | |
Epel |
I cnfnhg lhgjhs. (I can’t eat like this.) | |
Vil |
Keep your mouth shut while you’re eating. | |
Epel |
Mphfgh…
(I came all this way to Night Raven College so I could become a strong, really cool mage, but…) (All the people in the dorm I was assigned to are so annoying about appearances and customs…) (This is the total opposite of the manliness I’d been dreaming about before I enrolled here!) Whrs gnhung hpen fmnnon? (What’s gonna happen from now on…?) | |
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