There’s so many scenes one casually forgets about!
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.1 -OB-VIOUS-LY-
“The other ships in the original fleet will arrive in two or three days. I never thought that my calm eldest brother would send out a quarter of the navy after receiving the message sent by the Flying Skeleton Tribe.” “A quarter? Why?” “TO . FIND . YOU . OB-VIOUS-LY!” Wolfram gritted his teeth while spitting out each syllable one by one and brought his face closer to mine. “Don’t you understand what kind of a situation you’re in!? You disappeared from the kingdom without a trace under dangerous circumstances!” “S-sorry.” “You’re hopeless. Now Gunter has turned into Okiku and Conrart…” He stopped speaking for a moment and averted his eyes from mine before changing the topic. He probably thought I wasn’t ready yet.
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.1 -More info about Wolf’s body temperature-
“….Hmph!” The angelic-looking pretty boy, the spoiled prince, was obviously losing his temper. Even if he didn’t speak, just standing next to him I could feel his temperature rising and his blood starting to boil.
“Yuuri!”
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.1 -Interesting -
The once proud and haughty Wolfram won’t ridicule or comeback at Murata to his face. Although I couldn’t be sure, there seemed to be an unspoken, mutual understanding between them. No matter how sharp Murata’s remarks were, the third son would only vent his anger on me. When I secretly observe them, I find that there are times they won’t even look each other in the eye.
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.2 - Wolfie-
Wolfram’s mood seemed to improve greatly after hearing that. The first time he met her, he had interrogated me, “Who’s that woman? Who is she to you?” He had questioned the relationship between Flynn and me.
(…)
“… I was going to use you. For my own wishes, I was trying to sell you off.” Lord von Bielefelt’s sword clanged as he drew his sword out from its sheath a few centimeters. With one nod from you, I’ll kill this woman immediately. He had said this many times and he was likely serious, but… “Stop, Wolf. I don’t want you to do that. And you too, Flynn… let’s talk about that later.”
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.2 - I understand his hatred but I can’t let him kill-
Seeing that Wolfram had withdrawn his right hand from his sword, I heaved a sigh of relief. I understood his hatred of Flynn, but I couldn’t let him, who hadn’t been there at that time, inflict punishment because of how he felt.
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.3 -Confused Flynn-
“Don’t think about flirting with my fiancé!”
The beautiful 82-year old bishounen was glaring at us with his veins popping out from his forehead.
However, it seems Flynn had been more shocked by the complicated demon relationship rather than the thrown weapon. She was pointing at Wolfram and me with her mouth moving like a fish.
“F-fiance? So…that must mean one of you had given birth…..”
“Aah! I’m begging you please don’t ask about that!”
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.3 -Realizing Wolf’s old-
“Really, I was wondering why you were only ever interested in older women and lolitas. So I see, you’ve reached the age for marriage while I wasn’t looking?”
Talking about age, Wolf was a lot older than I was… I just realized now.
“W-wait, wait, Murata! Actually this is very complicated… Pretend you didn’t hear about it.”
“Your Majesty, what’re you talking about? The engagement between His Excellency Wolfram and you is a great event throughout the country!”
“The whole country?!”
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.3 -Reverse proposal-
Suddenly, a force hit me from the left making me bite down painfully on the inside of my cheek. It took me several seconds to realize that I had just been hit. I’d been the one doing the slapping and it had come in at a nice angle and made a loud noise. The other person just looked at me dumbfounded, unable to react for a while. Just like him, I just stared at the person who slapped me in the same way. “Insulting someone’s parents is a despicable act!” “…Wolf.” “Wasn’t that what you told me?” He was looking at me directly with his emerald green eyes which reminded me of a lake. Like I had been silenced with an overly strong mint, the back of my throat and my head hurt a bit.
(…)
“Eh?! But he got angry!”
The pretty boy grabbed at my collar at once.
“You were raging mad. As a result, you couldn’t control your feelings of inferiority and love towards me.“
“Wh-what about inferiority and love?! And what do you mean by I couldn’t control them?!”
“Even though it was backed by anger, it was a good thing you proposed right away. If not, then you’d be in the middle of a one-sided crush on me right now. And by the way,” he put the hand he used to slap me on his hip, cleared his throat and said confidently, “That right now was an old demon tradition called a ‘reverse proposal.‘”
(…)
“Shibuya, it was like you confessed to him while you were drunk?” “N-no!”
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.5 -Anissina’s teachings-
“Then what about when Wolf gives Yuuri a biiiig hug?”
“That is also, in a way, an expression of love. There is nothing wrong with that.”
“Then what about when Wolf teases Yuuri and calls him a henachoko?”
“As long as it’s henachoko and not henyachin (limp penis) it’s all right.”
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.8 -Sleeping Wolf-
After volunteering to be the first lookout, Wolfram has leaned against my shoulder and is now snoring. His blonde hair is shining copper in the light of the flames.
(…)Still wrapped up tightly in the thick blanket, Murata sits to my right. Wolfram stirs and shifts his body, pushing his head even more against my shoulder. It’s okay, you sleep.
(…)“An exile!?” Wolfram reacted to my voice as he leaned on my shoulder and almost woke up. However, his drowsiness soon took over and he instantly closed his eyes. “Whoops… Conrad’s father was exiled? In other words, he was someone who had committed some atrocious crime?”
(…)I desperately tried to calm the trembling of my body in order to not wake up Wolfram.
(…)“By the time Conrart had returned…”
The weight from my shoulder had lifted. When I turn my head, there was intelligence and strength shining in Wolfram’s eyes.
My left shoulder suddenly grows cold.(…)
“Oh, did we wake you?”
“Of course. There’s no way I’d be able to sleep peacefully with all that fearful trembling. You really are a coward if a story has you scared.”
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.9 -Maryoku-
“That’s right. Hey Wolf, how did I stop the fire back then that was about to burn that village down?”
Lord von Bielefelt makes a funny face after being suddenly asked this nostalgic question.
“You don’t remember? Rain.”
(after he put out the fire)
“… You know, it’s like there’s something weird with me. I seem to have turned into a cool guy.”
“To me it just looks like you pulled yourself together a tiny bit.”
There’s even a bit of unease in Wolfram’s teasing.
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.10 -fighting-
“I’m going.” Nobody dared object to Wolfram’s firm statement.
“If unfortunately I lose, then Gurrier should go up next, don’t let Yuuri get up there.”
“….All right.”
Josak was smiling and nodding in approval, they were completely ignoring my opinion. However, rather than say I was sad that they had ignored me, I was more concerned about what Wolfram had just said. If unfortunately I lose….
(…)
“Wolf!”
I grabbed a sword from the wall. The weapon he had chosen was heavier than it looked, and the hilt was so rough it didn’t look easy to grip.
“Ah? The King himself is handing me a weapon?”
“Don’t joke about it, are you fine with such a heavy weapon?”
“Heavy? I’d purposely chosen a weapon that closely resembles the weapon I carry about.”
Lord von Bielefeld carefully accepted the weapon from me, drew out the silvery sword then unhesitatingly thrust its brown and insignificant sheath against my chest.
“This is for your majesty.”
“What….”
“Don’t mind me, it’s just my personal way of concentrating.”
(…)”(…)And also, can’t you put down that sheath?”
“….no, I’m fine with holding it.”
I wasn’t going to put something Wolfram had told me to hold for him on the ground, I could only watch his silhouette from behind as he left.
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.11 -falling-
Lord Von Bielefeld, who had obtained a complete victory despite the disadvantage of having a smaller physique, was carrying his yet unsheathed sword and heading tiredly yet victoriously towards the resting room….
“Wa….! Wolf!”
He had slipped and fallen face down while heading towards us. Walking on the hardened snowy ground had caused him to slip and fall, banging his waist and right leg hard.
“How come you fell down?! Are you alright?”
Josak and I hurriedly ran out and helped Wolfram up. Poor Wolfram seemed unable to walk on his own and was even gazing blankly into the sky while muttering, “….This…this is so embarrassing…”
“Relax, don’t worry, there’s really nothing to be ashamed of! We’ll pretend that we didn’t see that last scene. Your handsome and dashing appearance must have fatally charmed so many girls….”
“Getting noticed by human females is nothing to be happy about!”
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.11 -Do you know why?-
Wolfram linked his arm round my neck and gazed at me, “Yuuri, listen to me carefully! This is just my personal opinion, but I don’t think we should give up the competition for this type of woman. Just let Josak continue to do his best! What do you think?”
“….this is your way of doing things…”
“That’s right, this is what I think we should do. Anyway you’re really a henachoko, you should listen to what I said.”
I was apologizing to someone in my mind, even if it’s just this once, please allow me to succumb to the evil side who is threatening us. I think I should be apologizing to the gods who represent the spirit of sportsmanship. I linked my own arm round Wolfram’s neck, and drawing him closer to myself, I apologized to him too,
“I’m sorry, I’m always this much of a henachoko, I really am quite embarrassed as well, especially since you managed to gain one point despite the risk of injuries. I’ll probably cause all your efforts to go to waste.”
Wolfram sighed loudly and continued in a dramatic tone, “That’s perfectly correct.”
“This is all because you’re too much of a henachoko. But although I’m perfectly aware of that, I’m still willing to follow you, do you know why that is?”
“I don’t know.”
Lord Von Bielefeld undid a button in front of his chest, his emerald green eyes seemed even brighter against the reflection of the white snow.
“Wrack your brains and think about it before I give up and dump you.”
After apologizing to Josak, I made a ‘stopping temporarily’ request to the judges.
—————————————————————— Novel 7. ch.12 -This line is just amazing, so I included it-
Even Wolfram, who was sitting with one leg crossed over the other, was nodding in agreement to this, it seems that he too agreed with Josak’s opinion of ‘killing them all’.
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You’re a human, Eugeo. Just like me.
Every time you make a mistake, you continue to struggle to find this meaning.
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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I am in love with the ending song!
I tried stitching together the ending sequence
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Loki in suit
What were some of the biggest challenges in this project and how did you overcome them?
Go go Honey-chan! (Wolf's gonna be so angry XD)
So I know there’s a lot of Wolfram fans around, and I’m always upset that there’s no official Wolfram Birthday, or Wolfram Day (Like we do have : Jozak’s Day 4/3 , Lion’s Day 4/4, Murata’s B-day 6/6, Yuuri’s Bday 7/29 ) ; but we do have Hachimitsu Day/Honey Day, which is today August 3. I think we should really start celebrating August 3 as Wolfram’s Day, since this is his pet name.
This. Is. Too. BEAUTIFUL!!💜
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Anime:Naka no hito Genome or the Ones Within Genome [Now Streaming] Gods, I love Osora-sensei’s works!! This quote is from Chapter 28 of the official manga!
Peter-tingle it is, sorry Spidey
Spider Man: Far From Home (2019) dir. Jon Watts
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