Getting A Job:

THERE SHOULD BE ONLY ONE SUN

Drastic measures by Tony.

Bruce, Steve & Tony vs their past selves

Guess what’s up on September’s site :>>>>>

Chapter 29 will be up tomorrow, too………..

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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This opinion is beautiful! And so is the painting!

Yuuri's parched lips trembled a little as he blew the little air that remained in his lungs into the mateki. His little gamble was the only thing that stood between an aggressive hoard of raging Svelerans ahead and a rampaging sand bear behind them, this is all that stood between life and death - and not just his own but that of his friends who had followed him into the human lands and the mine workers whom he had promised hope. This was the first time that he realised how much he stood to lose, how much he had to protect. He was scared that too much was being asked of his half-hearted, long forgotten musical education.

A single, terrible note emanated from the instrument as his nervous breath rattled through it. It did not offer much promise to his vassals or his recently inducted subjects. However that single tone reverberated through the blood rushing through his veins and resonated through the sandy dunes that surrounded the quickly evolving, flammable scene - magnified thousand times over. At once, a strange tranquility descended upon Yuuri and he felt more rooted to this world and all its lifeforms than he had ever experienced before. He thought to himself, 'If not me.. who?'

He took in a deep breath and blew in with all his mind and mind. Before he had realised as much, his fingers moved in practiced symphony, emanating a song that remained quietly buried under adolescent humdrum, somewhere in his childhood memories. He thanked his younger self for having practiced so hard for the little concerts back then - for close to no effort had to be made for this one, orchestrated in the middle of a desert.

He stopped playing and opened his eyes. To his great disappointment, not much had changed - his heart fought madly against the sinking feeling rising steeply from his guts. Quite suddenly then, a swift wind picked up, and in the distance, just above the Sveleran sand clouds he saw dense thunderstorm gathering ominously. He blew into the instrument harder and concentrated deeply, until he became one with the rain that fell on the white hot sands and the lightning that clamoured overhead the assailants until they finally retreated.

Yuuri had gone back to playing the demon flute many times since that first time - and now he knew that the mateki was another instrument that gave physical form to his majutsu - he could assimilate, within his being, the element of water using the mateki. Therefore, although in the beginning his practice caused cyclonic thunderstorms for days on an end, now he could make it simply drizzle happily or bring it pouring down in sheets of deep mourning.

He realised much later what maryoku meant or what majutsu did. It was not a magical stone that had to be mined or a glass of water that could be drunk. In fact, it was not a tangible physical entity at all. It was nothing and everything at the same time. He played the flute looking for that feeling where nothing but the music of the flute remained - everything around him evaporated like a stale dream. A state of peace and longing, of lost and found, of holding on and letting go at the same time. People called it meditation, concentration, practice.. and until he was 15 he called it those things too.

But now he knew better. That feeling of transcendence was majutsu.

P.S. : all of this is entirely a personal opinion, not canon.

I was literally screaming of joy when I had read the taisetsuna hito part in the novels!! It's so wonderful to see Yuuri casually doing that and not realising his feelings!!

The ending of this Vol. was marvellous! A beautiful cliffhanger wonderfully written (even though I am dying for the next Vol.).

I hope Takabayashi-sensei picks up her pen again and starts writing what she wishes to.

Yuuram in Novel 17

The last of the main novels, what a ride!  Previous posts:  1|2|3|4|5|6|7|8|9|10|11|12|13|14|15|16

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Novel 17. ch.2 - You can feel Wolf regretting everything already-

This time, it’s Wolfram who interrupts Shinou’s question. With his back straightened and his fingers crossed on the table, he’s not staring at Anissina, who asked the question, but at the forefront of the room.

All that’s there is the empty Maou’s throne.

“Just as His Majesty Shinou said, I, as the Key, personally sank ‘Inferno on the Tundra’ into the sea as per His Majesty Shinou’s instructions. Not only did Yuuri wish for that, I myself would prefer to keep it away from the country to prevent getting involved. As for this Box out of the four, we don’t have to worry about it until it shows up again.”

Standing on both sides, Günter and Gisela nod in agreement.

Shinou smiles as though towards a cute student, and then says to Wolfram,

—————————————————————— Novel 17. ch.2 - callouses-

He raises his thin right hand, covering his face with the well-defined joints. There are fading callouses between his fingers. The positions of those callouses are different from those of Conrad’s, Gwen’s, and Wolfram’s.

—————————————————————— Novel 17. ch.7 - Just look at the words Yuuri uses, omg!-

“He fell from the tree, and I don’t know what happened to him after that, but I shot him. I have no doubts about my own skills, I only release an arrow when I’m sure of hitting bullseye. If he wasn’t wearing those clothes, if that child wasn’t wearing the Shimaron uniform, there’s no way I would have killed him! If he wasn’t wearing an adult’s army uniform, if he wasn’t aiming an arrow at us, I wouldn’t have shot him either! But the reality remains, and it can’t be changed… I did kill a child who wasn’t a soldier!”

Those words hurt me deep inside my heart. In an instant, I felt a pain similar as getting burned. Because I had an experience like that, in which I nearly lost my important person just because he was wearing someone else’s clothes.

(So here Yuuri uses the words taisetsuna hito, “my important person”. Yes, it can mean ‘any important person’ but in the maruma series it means 'that’ important person. When talking about Josak, Gwen and others he always says taisetsuna nakama, important friend)

—————————————————————— Novel 17. ch.10 - Yuuri’s description of Wolfram convincing people.-

Wolfram… Mn—I don’t know. For all I know, he would use his angelic, adorable looks. If it was a woman who has low resistance towards pretty boys, she would probably be conquered in an instant. No, if he also shows a proud and passionate side, anyone would be convinced by him, and agree with him.

But I have no such weapons. And yet, this is still my job.

—————————————————————— Novel 17. ch.10 -Quick, save me from the jealous wrath!-

“—Quick, help me think of how we’re going to explain this to Wolfram. That guy would surely say, ‘If you didn’t go back to Earth, what did you do?’ and scold me. He’d even ask, ‘What did you and Murata do? Who’s Darco? Is it a man!?’. Because only in that regard, he doesn’t trust me. Ahh, this time we can finally go back to Shin Makoku! We can go back, right?”

—————————————————————— Novel 17. ch.11 - Aaaaand Shinou’s a little shit -

“Crap, I nearly forgot. I’m here to ask if you want to welcome them together, you can almost see the ship now, y’know. That’s the ship your beloved His Majesty Yuuri is on… Isn’t that right, Lord von Bielefeld?”

His fingers grab a lock of Wolfram’s hair, sliding it down Wolfram’s jaw,

“You’re not foolish enough to speak of this matter. Isn’t that right? You know what will happen to His Majesty Yuuri if you reveal it.”

Wolfram frowns slightly, light wrinkles appearing on his brow. Recently, people keep saying he looks like his oldest brother.

“If it’s for your family or that most important person, you’ll do anything. You’ve always been like that.”

“There’s no need to talk to me about that.”

Wolfram pulls the fingers on his left cheek away, maintaining the minimum level of politeness so as to not be considered impudent, “I understand reason.”

The Box wasn’t thrown away, but kept in the Shinou Shrine instead. But he won’t tell Yuuri that, and he can’t.

(….)

Shinou harrumphs twice happily, raising the corners of his beautiful lips into a slight smile. Wolfram turns away without waiting for a reply, walking away without looking at his expression.

I need to go welcome Yuuri. And I need to get rid of this emotion before I can comfort his weariness from the trip back.

At the very least, I can’t let it show on the surface.    

What a nice and carefree thing it is, To be able to live without any secrets.

—————————————————————— It’s lovely to see so much yuuram in the novels. I was quite surprised to see taisetsuna hito in regards to Wolf, I didn’t see it the first time I read it.

So great to see them!!! Wolf looks adorable!!!! I'm looking forward to it!! (left a comment there screaming about the Royal Couple!! 😉)

I'm so glad it is free to view and comment, I can finally directly support the Royal Couple and MaruMa!

Kyou Kara Maou S

The website’s open and here’s the new Royal Couple pic

https://comicbushi-web.com/episode/13933686331795933166

Haha, so understandable why it is 29th!

April 29th -Wolfram’s Birthday on Twitter

So, hey! The Japanese fans have chosen today, April 29th as Wolfie’s birthday! #ヴォルフラム誕生祭2019

https://twitter.com/hashtag/%E3%83%B4%E3%82%A9%E3%83%AB%E3%83%95%E3%83%A9%E3%83%A0%E8%AA%95%E7%94%9F%E7%A5%AD2019?src=hash

Because this is not an officially assigned day not many people know about it, but I think it’s nice someone chose a day and it’s trying to make it stick. Please join if you can!

Ooooohhhh yessssss!!!!!!!!

Awesome movie!!!

tenki no ko (天気の子)  — dir. makoto shinkai

Yuuram in Novel 7

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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