Canon: Sound Horizon

[hivernale]

Interesting. So you brought me to this place so that I can hear more Romans?

I have nothing to say against this. However, isn't it an important day for you and your family? Surely this can wait.

Please go on, Mademoiselle. I can wait. Your headspace surprisingly has an abundant amount of interesting stories—these will be enough to entertain me for the time being.

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[yunono]

[ She giggles . ]

Romans?

[hivernale]

Oui, Mademoiselle.

Would you like to share your Roman with me?

[yunono]

Share a Roman? [ she doesn't know what the heck that is !! ... well, she does, but she doesn't have any romans !! who carries around romans ? ]

I don't have any!

[hivernale]

[Oh, right. Of course she is not aware of his definition of Roman.]

Excusez-moi for not being clear earlier, Mademoiselle.

By 'Roman', I mean the story of your life. From your birth until you've been growing up to this point. Surely you have an interesting tale to tell, oui?

[yunono]

[ she tilts her head slightly , that clueless , innocent smile still on her face , even as he speaks . she can feel irritation strike within the depths of her chest , but she laughs despite the horrid feeling itching at her . ]

That's silly! Why would I do something like that? [ she'll just laugh it off as a joke . her tale if far too gruesome . ]

And I thought a Roman was somebody who lived in Europe! Or some place like that~!

[hivernale]

[This face. Because Hiver really hopes to hear one from you.]

Ah, non. Roman is the French word for 'novel' or 'fiction'. In other words, 'story'. I have always been fascinated with the stories of people from all around the world, you see.

[Sigh, he wishes he has the power to see through someone else's history...]

[yunono]

[ oooh a story ? this girl's life is more like some crazy , wacked out supernatural horror movie . that smile is still on her face , nodding her head along with his words . tch , like she even cared . ]

Oh, well that makes sense~! [ a giggle . ] I don't have an interesting story to tell though! So I'm really sorry, Mister~!

[hivernale]

[He's not picky when it comes to reading materials. He reads Brian Keene's novels during his free time. Why, thinking that he will be scared?

Hiver might be not the most sociable person, but he's quite observant. You don't really show it, but he had been noticing that something is... off about you.]

It seems I have displeased you, Mademoiselle.

[elysiontoabyss]

So you're the boy collecting those stories of yours, aren't you? Pfeh! I hope you got a real kick out of Count de Saint-Laurent's little lady putting a knife in my old back!

Oh Moira. I don't know if I should be happy or worried.

[hivernale]

[He... wasn't expecting to see you.]

And you are the gentleman who murdered Mademoiselle Loraine's lover. I hold no grudge against you, Monsieur, but you actually deserved it.

Personally, I'm always worried when I play him!

[elysiontoabyss]

Yes, the very same handsome gentleman. And I'd do it all again! ... if someone would pay me to, that is. The only reason I deserved anything was because she was sharp enough to recognize me!

Please don't conspire with Michele to kill him

[hivernale]

Then it's a good thing that none is hiring you at the moment, oui?

But if you would heed my advice, Monsieur, I suggest you to stop doing dirty jobs. What would be your daughter opinion if she finds out?

Only if she pays him to.

[elysiontoabyss]

Oh. Oh, oh. Oh, I think I've seen the light. Yes, that's something I've never thought of before: stop my dirty jobs! Ah! Ahaha! Yes! Thank you! What a revelation! I've seen the light, changed my ways, and become a new- no.

See, El and I have a system. I give her everything her little, hurting heart wants and she... stays happy! I'd love to live on love, but even that needs money. Money that I don't have!

"Kill Hiver for me! Then take me from his bow, sell me!"

[hivernale]

[Deep sighing.] You can take a proper job. Perhaps you can put your muscle strength into use and become a laborer?