Hunter of the Wild Rose
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Chapter 1: Hunter of the Wild Rose
Chapter 2: The Masked Orche
Chapter 3: The Glass Coloured Memories Blowing Through the Wind
Chapter 4: Dark Dream
March: Young lady… // You should not have touched // an object that was unfamiliar to you…
Chapter 1: Hunter of the Wild Rose
Chapter 1: Hunter of the Wild Rose
Girl: [SFX] huff // huff huff
March: It seems that you feel some pain.
March: Even so, you stole everything from that girl… // You even destroyed her whole family…
Girl: This power… / Then you’re… // An “Il” like me?!
March: My name is March. // I’m a hunter who chases “Il” like you…
March: “Syste Behard”
March: The horns of the “Il” which have grown on your head // are already stained with the blood of humans… // The girl is already // dead…
March: I’ll destroy you!
Girl: St… // Stop! // No… // Noooo!
March: It’s over there? / The location of the other earring… // The village beyond the hill…
March: Before someone picks it up… // I’ve got to find it quickly.
Somewhere in Eastern Europe
Bubble 1: Come, please hurry!
Bubble 2: The Demelo Circus Show!
Bubble 3: Yay, the clowns!
Bubble 4: The world’s greatest circus, lead by Ringleader Demelo, the conductor of laughter and passion!
Bubble 5: It’s the clowns!
Bubble 6: Enjoy the magnificent stage to your heart’s content!
Bubble 7: A stage full of thrills!
Bubble 8: Please hurry…
Bubble 9: Kyaaa!
Crowd: Hahaha…that clown fell over! // How clumsy! // Hahaha! // Ahaha!
Pilcolle: Ah…I’ve had enough!
Clowns: Jeez, she’s useless. // To think that she’s the ringleader’s daughter…
Clowns: She’s ugly and clumsy. / She can’t even juggle properly. / The ringleader must be ashamed. // Jeez…
Clowns: [SFX] hehe // haha
Pilcolle: I’m not doing this because I want to. / Idiots. // I hate clowns!
Pilcolle: Papa, I want to go on the flying trapeze. Being a clown is embarrassing.
Papa: Pilcolle, do you understand? // Do you know what the most beautiful and magnificent form of acrobatics is?
Pilcolle: No…what is it?
Papa: It is…the one that makes everyone laugh. Pilcolle…you have the leading part.
Pilcolle: That’s not true! / He lied! // He probably made me a clown because I’m ugly and embarrassing!
Pilcolle: I hate you, Papa!
Pilcolle: Ah, it’s a cake! / Maybe someone dropped it. // I’m hungry… / Come to think of it, I haven’t eaten yet… // Well, then…
Pilcolle: Excuse me… // Eh?
Pilcolle: He’s bloodthirsty…?! // Ah…well… / I wasn’t going to eat it…
March: You mustn’t touch objects you don’t know. // That’s because they contain things that must not be touched by human hands.
March: [SFX] gulp
Pilcolle: What’s with him?
March: [SFX] gulp
March: What’s up with him? An oddly dressed guy // who says strange things while eating a cake that was dropped on the ground…that’s what you want to say, right?
Pilcolle: I’m a circus clown. / I was practicing juggling here. // And the snack… // You were the one who chose to eat it! // Ah!
Pilcolle: Ah…ow… / I fell over again. // I hate this…
March: Ahahahaha! // You’re the clown that was in the parade earlier, right? / Ahahahaha! // Hahaha!
Pilcolle: How embarrassing…
March: Clowns are amazing.
March: Someone said this, long ago. / Making people laugh // is worth more than casting a sword with a thousand swings.
Pilcolle: Hmm…well… // I guess so…
Pilcolle: You handsome man! You’ve come to see the circus, haven’t you? // I like you! I’ll let you in for free this once!
March: Handsome young man?! // I haven’t actually come to see the circus…
Pilcolle: Oh? / Then why are you here?
March: I’m looking for old, rare things… / I’m an antique hunter. // I came here looking for a certain dangerous antique.
Text 1: Dangerous…
Text 2: antique?
March: So, if I don’t find it quickly…
Pilcolle: Could he be…hunting for treasure?
Pilcolle: Let me join you! // I’m don’t really understand, but it’s like treasure, right?! / What’s it look like?
March: You can’t do that, Miss Clown. / It’s very dangerous, you see.
Pilcolle: What is? / Does that antique beat people up or something?
March: I’m looking for an earring called “Hares”. / It’s a very beautiful earring. // However, humans must not touch it. // That’s because, in the earring…
March: something dangerous lies dormant.
Pilcolle: Something dangerous?
March: They’re known as “Il”.
March: They hide inside very attractive objects, and inhabit places where humans are likely to notice them easily…
March: They wait earnestly for when a greedy human touches the object. // Just like a well made trap.
Pilcolle: What happens if you touch that thing?
March: The “Il” reacts to the human’s desires and awakens. / When they come face to face with a human, they crawl into that human’s eyes.
March: They endlessly whisper, tormenting that person. / Not stopping until that person loses their sense of reason. // When an “Il” swallows a person’s heart // Their sense of reason is the first defence against the “Il”.
Pilcolle: Swallows their…heart?
March: That’s right. To complete a more perfect version of themselves / they steal human hearts and make the humans into puppets.
March: Humans who’ve had everything stolen by the “Il” // won’t even hesitate to attack their loved ones. // So… // You mustn’t touch objects that are unfamiliar to you…
Text: What sorrowful eyes…
Clown: Pilcolle! What are you doing? // The performance is about to start!
Pilcolle: Well…excuse me. // I’ve got to go.
Pilcolle: I forgot that the performance was starting soon.
Pilcolle: Hey! That expression doesn’t suit you at all! / You’ve got such a dark look on your face! // Be like me and cheer up!
Pilcolle: Ah, my name’s not Clown / it’s Pilcolle! // What about you?
March: March! / I’m March!
Pilcolle: When you’re done treasure hunting, come and see my show! // I’ll make you laugh with all your heart so that you cheer up!
Clown: Pilcolle, hurry up and put on your makeup! // What are you doing wasting time just before the show starts?! // You useless girl! // Hurry up!
Pilcolle: Okay // Okay
Pilcolle: Hmm~ Today, I’m… // in high spirits!
Text 1: It’s beautiful…
Text 2: An earring?
Pilcolle: Whose is it? // I’ll have a look at it…
Bubble: You mustn’t touch objects that are unfamiliar to you.
Pilcolle: Ah! // That’s right! // I’ll leave it alone!
Pilcolle: It’ll be okay, right? // Only for a little while… // Just once… // I’ll try it on…
Il: Hello, Miss Clown! // From now on we’re friends! // Friends! Hehehe!
Ringleader: Come on everyone! // The spectators will be arriving soon!
Clown: Ringleader, someone’s up there.
Ringleader: Hmm? // Shine the spotlight on the flying trapeze!
Ringleader: That’s… // Pilcolle?!
Ringleader: Pilcolle! // Why are you up there?! // That’s dangerous! Come down now!
Il: Look! He’s telling you to come down! // Your father thinks you’re embarrassing! Hehehe.
Pilcolle: No! Papa made me a clown because he thinks I’m ugly and embarrassing! // I can do this!
Il: Hehehe! That’s the spirit, Pilcolle!
Pilcolle: I’ll show you!
Il: Show them that there’s something you can do! Hehehe.
Ringleader: Pilcolle! // Hey! Hurry and bring the safety net!
Ringleader: Don’t let go // until I’m there!
Il: Next, let go of the bar. // Pilcolle. // If you do that, everyone will surely acknowledge you.
Ringleader: Stop! // Pilcolle!
Pilcolle: I jumped… // Ah…!
Circus People: Ringleader! // Kyaaaa… // Bring a stretcher!
Pilcolle: Ah… // Papa…
Pilcolle: Waaah… // Waah…
Il: That’s right. Scream, Pilcolle.
Il: I’ll swallow you if you do!
Pilcolle: Waaaah… // Waaah…
Il: That’s right, even more sorrowfully!
Il: Heh… // Hehehe
Text 1: So this is what having a body feels like.
Text 2: Anyway, humans are simple beings.
Text 3: Ah, this is fun.
Circus People: Ringleader! // Hold on!
Circus People: Why are you behaving like this?! // The Ringleader… // It’s your fault that the Ringleader…!!
Il: Why is it my fault? / Isn’t it the fault of the clown who desired me? // Isn’t that right? You greedy humans… // This is fun! I’ll kill you all ♥
Clowns: What are those horns on her head?! // That’s not Pilcolle! // Who are you?! // I’m sure she was Pilcolle! / What’s happening?!
March: Why… / did you touch it? Pilcolle…
Clowns: Who are you?! / This area is off limits!
March: That’s not Pilcolle. // It’s a puppet whose heart has been stolen by an “Il”.
March: Everyone else take the wounded man and get out quickly. / I’ll try to get Pilcolle back.
Il: Get her back…? // What nonsense…
Il: A mere human saying that… // Well, alright. / You’ll be my first toy and I’ll cut you up…
March: Well, well. // You’re quite outspoken… // An “Il” that’s just been born will have trouble as it doesn’t know the ways of the world. // Ah…
March: Did you know? // Well, you probably don’t… // About the existence of humans that are hunting you…
March: They travel the world / Destroying “Il” // Hunters that recover things…
March: They are… // “Syste Behard”!
Il: Why does a human have the horns of an “Il”?! // Is he…controlling the “Il”?! // Tch…what’s the meaning of this?!
Il: Whoever you are… // Anyone who gets in my way…
Il: will be killed!
March: The shards of the dead soul… // The evil blade of the “Il”, who are created by force from human sadness and tears. // I’ll break it!
March: Go, Hiyokko!
March: Binding Wild Rose!
March: I’ve made you my toy now…
Il: What…is this?! // I…can’t move…
March: The white horns on your forehead…your hands haven’t been stained with blood yet. / It looks like I can still save Pilcolle.
Il: Ah…Ah… // I’m sorry…please…help me somehow… / I don’t want to die…
March: I’ll have you out of her body soon.
March: I’ll start the ceremony to destroy the “Il”!
March: Wild rose, split open!
Text 1: The “Il”
Text 2: has been collected.
Clowns: Pilcolle! Hold on! // Pilcolle! // She’s come to!
Clowns: I’m glad…
Pilcolle: Papa…! // That’s right…Papa…
Pilcolle: It’s my fault. // Because of me… // Papa… // Papa…
Clown: The Ringleader’s fine. // It was a close call, but he was treated in time. / He came to at the hospital.
Clown: Pilcolle, hurry to the hospital! // He must be worried!
Pilcolle: Papa! // I’m sorry!
Circus: It’s now time for the Demelo Circus to open its doors! // For the opening, please enjoy the clowns’ acrobatics!
Clowns: Okay, it’s begun!
Pilcolle: I’ll go too. // Now, I’ve got to go on stage… // I’m sure Papa would say…
Pilcolle: I’m… // The leading part is missing! // a clown!
Text 1: Making people laugh
Text 2: is worth more than casting a sword with a thousand swings.
Box 1: In this world, there are things that humans must not touch.
Box 2: Therefore, you mustn’t touch objects that are unfamiliar to you.
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