Yume100 Translations

 

Various open-air stands lined the town center, full of everything from food to clothes. Though the sun had already set, everything was illuminated and it was still crowded with people.  

 

…what just happened?

 

Beside me, Forma’s blue hair was tossed about by the breeze.

 

He looks sick.

 

His expression was pained, and his face was still pale.

 

OO: "Like I thought, the poison from before…!"

 

Forma: "…I’m alright."

 

[CHOICE]

• But you look sick (SUN)

• If you say so… (MOON)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Forma: "Don’t worry about it. Anyway, if I’m right, there should be a bakery just around this corner."

 

OO: "Bread?"

 

Forma: "When I was young, my nurse often brought me here. I’d like to eat there since it’s been so long."

 

OO: "You have an appetite?"

 

Forma: "Yeah, like I said, I’m fine."

 

As if to shake off my concern, Forma started to walk ahead of me with more determination.

 

As I thought, he isn’t doing well…

 

It seemed as if Forma’s back would disappear into the darkness of the night…

 

We went out to a lush and verdant moor, illuminated in the moonlight.

 

It’s somehow very calm.

 

Forma and I sat in the middle of the moor.

 

Forma was looking intently through his glasses at the bread he had just bought.

 

OO: "…?"

 

Forma: "It’s alright."

 

OO: "What's alright?"

 

Forma: "I wanted to check, just in case. You can relax, there’s no poison like before."

 

Forma handed me the bread.

 

OO: "How do you know?"

 

Forma: "I can figure out at least that much. I’ve lived with poison all my life."

 

OO: "…"

 

I saw the ant tattoo on his hand as he held the bread.

 

OO: "That tattoo…"

 

Forma: "I said it earlier didn’t I? It’s the symbol of my family."

 

OO: "Symbol…"

 

Forma: "There are multiple kingdoms that focus on the production of poison besides this one. Originally there was only one royal family. And now that the land is divided, we use these tattoos as a way to bolster unity...it’s laughable."

 

OO: "Eh…?"

 

Forma: "On the surface, matters like trade are all handled amicably, but below that the trivial disputes over privilege continue. It’s likely that the incident with the poisoned food earlier was the doing of a royal aiming for dominance. I caused a bit of a disturbance in the castle as I’m sure the person who was behind it was one of the visitors."

 

OO: "Speaking of…are you alright?! Why did you eat that if you knew it was poisoned?"

 

Forma: "People in my family can absorb poisons. They don’t affect our bodies."

 

OO: "…"

 

Forma: "I’m sorry you got wrapped up in this just after I invited you in."

 

Forma still looked ill, but he looked at me with concern.

 

[CHOICE]

• I’m more worried about you (SUN)

• I’m scared (MOON)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Forma: "I can tell if there’s poison, no matter how small the dosage. And…I can sense the negative emotions people try to keep hidden."

 

OO: "Negative emotions?"

 

Forma: "Yeah. Hatred, jealousy, malice…things like that. Like earlier, I felt nauseated as I sensed the malice from a servant. Though there was also a little guessing…"

 

Is that the reason he doesn’t feel well?

 

Forma: "It’s not just them. Everyone carries some degree of negative emotions. Even more so here, in this country of poisons. However…"

 

Suddenly, Forma’s face was very close.

 

OO: "Fo-Forma?"

 

My heartbeat quickened as his handsome face was suddenly so close.

 

Forma: "You."

 

OO: "Eh…?"

 

Forma: "You don’t seem to carry any poison."

 

That’s when I remembered when we first met.

 

Forma: "…I can’t see anything."

 

Forma: "It’s the first time I’ve seen someone like you."

 

Forma looked at me kindly.

 

OO: "T-that’s probably because I’m optimistic right?"

 

He smiled at me, and I knew I was blushing.

 

Forma: "Well, you do seem to be optimistic."

 

He just said what I said.

 

At Forma’s words, his head dropped…

 

And he rested it on my lap.

 

OO: "…!"

 

Forma: "Sorry, I just feel better if I do this. Even though you were the one almost killed, you’ve only worried about me.You’re definitely not a typical princess."

 

OO: "That’s because I was living a normal life…"

 

Forma: "Haha, the Princess of Träumere, normal? If the royal families were only made up of people like that, I wouldn’t need to feel so ill."

 

Forma.

 

I absently began to stroke his hair, and he pleasantly closed his eyes.

 

Illuminated by the moonlight, his face seemed to have regained some of its color.