Reserved for Otakami
Time Eliminator Extra:
P1.Box1: The back alley of a small town located near the west coast of Europe.
P2.Box1: Amidst the various shops, loved by the locals
P2.Box2: lays a store, that's in the talks now...
P3.Box1: That is a mysterious store that erases the past that you want to erase.
P4.B1: Ah, welcome!
P5.Box1: And today, again---
P5.B2: Is that true that you can erase the past?
P1.T1: Extra: Father and Child
P1.B1: These people are from multi billionaire Hannover Family, famous in our country.
P1.B2: The one sitting in the middle in the chair is the late Damaskas Hannover.
P2.B1: And the one on right beside the butler is the oldest son, Alessd.
P2:B2: And on the left are the youngest son, Rafian and his wife Grandia.
P3.B1: What wonderful brothers.
P3.B2: Yes... They had the looks, the academic level and athletic abilities
P4.B1: But her personalities were completely different... // To think it would turn in such a thing....
P4.B2: "Such a thing"?
P5.B1: I served the Hannover Family for a long time, so I'll tell you.
P1.B1: It's about when this photo was shot.
P1.B2: About the two sons of the multi billionaire Damaskas....
P2.Box1: In our country, a small island at that time, there were countless multi billionaires. [kewl country...]
P2:Box2: One of them was Damaskas, successful in business and accumulation a great fortune. He was envied by all citizens.
P3.Box1: His both sons were blessed with talent, which made Damaskas very proud.
P3:Box2: But with time, Alessd, being in line to succeed, couldn't endure the strict teaching of his father and ended up in disputes every day. // And the younger brother, Rafian, who was the complete opposite, honest and following his father.
P3.Box3: So Damaskas favored his younger son.
P4:Box1: Grandia too, Rafian's wife, had good manners and was a beautiful lady.
P4.Box2: Rafian's future looked bright....
P1.Box1: The one to succeed the business and the capital was the older brother, Alessd.
P1.Box2: He too had the academic skill and good looks, but he played around too much.
P2.Box1: Using various methods, he dated a lot of women.
P2:Box2: The father was really worried about his son being hooked up with women of unknown origin.
P3.Box1: Damaskas, bedridden with those worries,
P3.Box2: then got murdered by someone.
P4.Box1: At first the police said he was murdered by burglar that he caught red-handed, seeing as the room was a mess.
P4:Box2: But a few days later they caught the culprit and everything changed...
P5.Box1: The caught culprit was no other
P5.Box2: than the older brother, Alessd...
P1.B1: Mhm.... // So...
P2.B1: You saw the article about me, // and since you had nothing to lose, you came to me for a request?
P3:B1: Yes...Actually, the older brother Alessd didn't kill his father...
P3:B2: It was the younger brother who killed him.
P4.B1: Eh? Really?
P5.B1: Even now, Alessd is sitting a jail for a crime he hasn't done...
P5:B2: And Rafian inherited everything and leading the company at the moment...
P6.B1: I see... // And you will pay 20million....huh.
P1.B1: If it's not enough, I'll get more, so please!
P2.B1: N- No.... It's enough for my payment...
P2.T1: I like this even less now that she's willing to pull out even more money...
P3.B1: Looking at the facts, it's an easy job once I sneak in.
P3.B2: But the problem is that sneaking in is a bit too dangerous.
P3:B3: You have a point there...
P4.B1: At that time, a lot of people wanted to work for my Master, in chase for the money.
P4:B2: All maids and butlers got a strict selection if they could be trusted...
P5.B1: Then it would be difficult to sneak in as an employer...
P6.B1: What will you do, Cornish-sama....
P2.B1: Could you lend me a hand?
P4.B1: Yes. Please take a vacation for a week, starting today...
P4.B2: Yes... That's right.
P5.B1: I got everything covered on my end, so please just enjoy your vacation.
P1.B1: Yes... Okay, take care...
P2.B1: Fuh... Okay... // If the only butler hasn't changed for 15 years....
P3.B1: then sneaking in is no problem!
P6.B1: Okay.... // Let's get started.
P1.B1: Good work!
P1.B2: Good work.
P2.B1: You're rather late today.
P2:B2: Yeah, I had some business until now.
P3.T1: Good! Looks like there's no problem...
P4.B1: Think about your future already, you idiot!
P5.B1: Shut up! I don't need you to tell me!
P5.B2: What's with that tone?
P1.B1: Stop it already, Brother!
P1:B2: Geh! Still kissing up to Dad?
P2.B1: Wha--! // What about you! Why are you so rebellious!
P3.B1: Huuh!? You don't know the pain of being the oldest son, that's why you can say that!
P4.B1: Stop it, both of you...*cough* *cough*
P5.B2: Done with your lecture? Good, I'm outta here.
P6.B1: !? // What is it, Butler?
P7.B1: You got a complain too?
P7.B2: N- No.. I would never...
P2.B1: Sorry for causing you trouble, Rafian.
P3.B1: Father, even without him, I....
P3:B2: Despite that, he in his own way... *cough* *cough*
P3.B3: Please take your medicine and go to bed for today, Father-in-Law.
P4.B1: Gramps! Don't stand there and help!
P1.B1: My Lady, the Sir is asleep now.
P1.B2: Thank you.
P2.B1: I'll excuse myself then... // Good night.
P2:B2: Okay, good night to you too.
P3:B1: Father is asleep.
P3.B2: I see. // I prepared for tomorow's work...
P4.B1: I'll put it away, then let's go to sleep too.
P5.B2 :A testament... // When did he write such a thing...
P6.B1: Ah, Rafian! You can't just open it...
P6.B2: Don't worry. With this are going, I'm gonna inherit it anyway. // Ehm, let's see.
P1.B1: The whole capital and business goes to brother...And I only get 5 million...
P1.B2: W- Why...
P2.B1: R- Rafian...
P2.B2: I'm... I'm sure he had his reasons for this...
P3:B1: His reasons!? If it's reasoning // it should be me, who sacrifices everything for him!
P3:B2: Y- Yeah, but...
P5.T1: W- Why... Why won't he let me succeed the business?
P5.T2: I endured all of his strict teachings and he betrays me!
P6.B1: Rafian, wait...
P7.T1: ...Unforgivable... I cannot forgive this...
P1.B1: Cornish-sama, can we let him take the testament?
P1:B2: No use in stopping him.
P2:B1: Even if I manage to stop him, he already knows the contexts. // I will try to rewrite the testament with a different method.
P3:B1: Then shouldn't we have hid the testament from the beginning?
P3:B2: That's no use either.
P4.B1: The fact that he wrote a testament shows that he doesn't want it to be touched before he dies. // And if it's not touched it means the older brother will inherit the business.
P5.B1: To prevent that, the younger brother will prepare a fake testament. In the end, nothing would change.
P5.B2: I see... You have a point.
P6.B1: Well, // I still have a trump card, so don't worry.
P1.Box1: 27/1/1995 Midnight Day of the incident
P1.B1: Let's not do this after all, Rafian?
P1.B2: What? You're getting blues now?
P2:B1: I let all servants go home for today. // I also prepared an alibi for us. Don't worry.
P2:B2: Not about that... I meant you can't kill your own father.
P3.B1: What are you saying! You must know that we can't become happy like this!
P4.B1: No need to worry! I drugged him into sleep, he won't feel any pain.
P4.B2: Now I only need to shoot him with brother's gun and make him out to be the culprit and it's our win!
P5.B1: Father... // thanks for everything so far.
P6.B1: *slowly move*
P6.B2: And to secure our future, farewell.
P2:B2: Y- Young Master.
P3:B1: What do you want with that gun....
P4.B1: Ah, no... // This... Ehm...
P5.B1: M- More importantly, what are you doing here!
P6.B1: Why you ask... That's...
P7.B1: Because I came here to stop you, disguised as a servant...
P1.B1: I'm a terminator!
P2:B1: Wha--! // The gramps turned into a kid!?
P2:B2: Who are you....
P3.B1: Fufu. Would you believe me if I said I came from the future?
P3.B2: Future.. you say? Ridiculous...
P4:B2: If you came from the future // you know
P5.B1: what will happen next!
P6.B1: ...Huh... No ammo...
P1.B1: I knew whose gun you would use after all. // Emptying the gun beforehand was easy.
P2.B1: Grrrrrr.... Damn bastard....
P3.B1: Okay! If you really come from the future, then who told you to do this? // Tell me!
P4.B1: Yeah, who asked me...
P5.B2: I know! It was brother!
P6.B1: Like I planned, he innocently went to jail...
P6.B2: Holding a grudge against me, he sent you here, right?
P6.B3: Too bad, you're wrong.
P1.B1: It's not my brother?
P1.B2: If it's not him... // There shouldn't be any other trying to stop...
P3:B1: Don't tell me, you...
P4.B1: Reminds me, you were against it until the end...
P4.B2: N- No....
P5.B1: No matter what, I'll always be on your side....
P1.B1: Then who are you saying did it!
P1.B2: You're the possible one.
P1.B3: It was your daughter.
P3.B2: What... did you say...
P3.B3: Like I said, the one who asked me to was
P4.B1: your daughter!
P1.Box1: You might have been able to grasp happiness by making out your brother to be the culprit and faking the testament,
P1.Box2: but your daughter was lonely, because you had to work so much.
P2.Box1: She had no friends and her only enjoyment were the countless books in the room of her grandfather.
P2.Box2: She only knew the world from newspapers and information magazines.
P3.Box1: Spending her days like that, she found her grandfather's testament example, some notes of his every day life and some documents // while she was searching for some new books in his working room.
P3.Box2: And came to know that her current happiness was just a lie...
P4.Box1: But even by knowing this, there was nothing she could do...
P4.Box2: She then remembered an article about me in the newspapers.
P5.Box1: With nothing to lose, she came to me with her request.
P6.B1: To stop her father...
P6.B2: N-- // No way...
P1.B1: My father didn't love me and threw me away...
P1.B2: And even my future daughter...
P2.B2: Specially because your father loved you
P3.B1: he told you everything about his business....
P4.B1: That's love? // If he loved me, then why did he only gave me 5 million and not his company?
P5.B1: Because that's a number with an important meaning to your father.
P5.B2: A meaning...?
P6.B1: Rafain-san, do you know what this is?
P6.B2: That's probably from my Father's company.....
P1.B1: Yes... This is a record of when your Father founded his company.
P2.B1: His capital at that time was 5 million.
P3:B1: Your father saw your talent and instead of letting you succeed his own company, he taught you all he knows // so you could try out for yourself what you want to do.
P4.B1: With that in mind, he gave you that money.
P5.B1: Fa..ther... // I-- I....
P6.B1: I didn't // understood your feelings...
P1.B1: What a mistake of mine....!
P2:B2: Rafian, you still have time... // it's not too late yet...
P3.B1: Let's give our best.. For our future daughter...
P1.B1: Thank you....
P2.B1: Even now I can't believe you really // created such a miracle!
P3.B1: So you really can go back into the past!
P3:B2: Didn't you come to me because you believed in it....
P3.B3: Though it's really doubtful until the past actually changes.
P4.B1: But what had you done if your father had failed // in business with his 5 million?
P4:B2: Fufu. I'll think about it when it comes to that.
P4:Box1: Youngest Son of the Hannover Family hits big with cheese!
P5.B1: I didn't mind working here then after all.
P5.B2: Huh? // HUH!?
P1.B1: Th- That's impossible! // This job is harder than it looks!
P1.B2: A- And besides! // And you need to know him good to be able to grant all his wishes well...
P3.B1: What are you panicking for?
P3:B2: So it's like that...
P3:B3: I- I'm not panicking! A- Anyways, it's impossible!
P4.B1: Okay, enough with the jokes. Time I excuse myself. [small text] I have to head back to help. [/small text]
P5.B1: Ah, right! Airedale-san.
P6.B1: He's dense, // so you have to appeal to him or another woman will take him!
P1.B1: I-- // It's not like that...
P1.B2: See you~~
P2:B2: Fuh... // She's too energetic, even if it all worked out...
P2:T1: Though it's better than all gloomy...
P3:B2: U-- // Umm...
P4:B2: Just now.... I was a bit tousled...
P5.B1: So... // I know I hadn't the right to.... // but still went on on my own...
P5.B2: It's okay, don't worry about it.
P6.B2: Even if I had the money to, I wouldn't employ anyone. Rest assured.
P7.B1: I only need you...