MaruMA:DramaCD32:Track4
Track 4: The secret talk of a group of "grown ups"[edit]
Yuuri (monologue): While I was sleeping without a care in the world, a new day was starting *pause* and in a different room of the Blood Pledge Castle, the grown-ups were deep into the planning of the party, or so it seemed...
Günter: Which means, that the progress for the banquet of the day after tomorrow, looks like this. *rustle*rustle* Even though during these days I have been the one supervising the venue, as for this part since I'm desperate, I'm really sorry Gwen, but could I ask you to take care of some things?
Gwendal: I'm not interested in that. To be honest, I'm not good at stuff like that. I put all of your work-related issues in order, so that you could be in charge of the banquet.
Günter: I know that. After all, it is you who in the place of his Majesty, is actually in charge of national politics. Even though thanks to the diplomatic measures of his majesty, we've established many friendly relationships with other nations... why are you still so moody?
Gwendal: Good grief, you sure are annoying!
Günter: What's with that rude way of talking? In any case, when his Majesty isn't able to do the job, I can't believe that you, as his representative, can't go out in his place! Your lack of courtesy and poor social skills are a huge problem. Right~?! It's something that could create international problems!
Gwendal: Hn! Well, I was born with this scary face .
Günter: Gwendal!
Gwendal: Alright, I get it , I get it! It's just that this time around, it's the birthday of our country's king. I have not heard of international visits. Even so, I feel better staying behind the scenes. That's what we agreed on at the beginning.
Günter: That... That's right...
Gwendal: And then there's this.... First look at this, Günter. *rustle*rustle* About that large-scale celebratory pastry that you entrusted me with...
Günter: Th...This is a very detailed sketch of... is it a type castle you can build?
Gwendal: I just told you it's a type of pastry! Though this is just the sketch of the three-dimensional object. Look, this CREAM coated border, with red strawberries spread over the surface. It looks tasty doesn't it?
Günter: It can't be... did you make the sketch based on the cute baked sweets that Greta made?
Gwendal: Of course, otherwise I might make a mistake with the measurements and the end product won't be perfect.
Günter: Uhm... by the way, how about doing that for your knitted-animals ?
Gwendal: For those I don't draw sketches.
Günter: Ahh~! That's why you make mistakes with the measurements and the cats end up looking like raccoons, right?
Gwendal: Shut up! Kitty-cats are kitty-cats! Not making sketches for the knitted-animals is what the knitting-teacher want. Just knitting as your heart dictates, uniting your spirit with the item.
Günter: And who is that? That teacher you're talking about with that advanced spirit?
Anissina: Did you call me?
Günter: Eh?
FX:*door opens*
Gwendal: A... Anissina!
Anissina: Just now, you guys called me, right?
Günter/Gwendal: NO, we did not.
Anissina: I heard about it, in this room you are getting everything ready for His Majesty's birthday party, right?
Gwendal: Who... Who told you that?
Anissina: Moments ago Gisela told me about it. "Since a party planned only by fathers would not be very creative, I'm sure they would appreciate some help". Isn't it great to have a daughter that cares so much about you, Lord von Christ?
Günter: *whispers* Gisela... you've betrayed your father...!
Anissina: Speaking of which, is it true that you still haven't decided what to give His Majesty for his birthday?
Günter: Who told you that?
Josak: Your Excellency, I'm sorry, I'm the one who spilled it out...
Gwendal: Gurrier, you bastard!
Josak: I'm really sorry~! Gurrier is your Excellency's loyal spy but~♪ I'm weak against Anissina-chan...~♫
Gwendal: Wait, you! What is that strange plant that you're holding with both hands?
Josak: Ah? This tree...?
FX:*banshee screech coming from the plant*
Günter: Uwah~! Uwah~! What is that? It was squirming from side to side like a fish.
Josak: Well... in short this is...
FX:*banshee screech*
Josak: Oh~! Don't be violent~! Cut it out!
Anissina: This is a new species I've researched and improved, while taking a break from my experiments with MA devices, it's the Self-moving Predator hoshosho...
Gwendal: What did you say?
Anissina: The Self-Moving Predator Plant*cough*, commonly known as: *Pararapapa!* The dancing and singing excellent Street[1] of wood!
Josak: Dance (Odori), huh? *banshee scream* Don't bite me! Don't bite me!
Günter: Eh? Big Bird(Oodori)?
Anissina: No, it's called Street (Odoori). Yes! This plant welcomes the season by growing these beautiful flowers!
Josak: Wow! I've never seen a color that looks so venomous!
Anissina: And also, ne? Since it moves all by itself, it can predate on all living things, great and small, so it grows very quickly!
Josak: Eh!? It's so easy to take care of! I will buy this for sure!
Anissina: Right? Right? Right? I've never seen such a smart lady! And this is unbelievable! If you buy one of these "Streets" now, you'll get another one just like that for free!
Josak: WHAT?! Really~?
Anissina: With this, the price is rea~lly a bargain, isn't it?
Günter: Isn't it?
Anissina: Well then, Lord von Christ. Do you want to buy one for his Majesty? Something like this won't wither, even if his Majesty Yuuri is not very good at looking after plants.
Günter: Ah~! I see... That's amazing! So, how much?
Gwendal: Stop it, Günter! Don't get tricked!
Anissina: Tricked? Well, that's upsetting. I was only presenting a new item that the queen came up with, from the store.
Gwendal: It doesn't matter, it's no good. Anissina, that thing is a hybrid that was made by the military of the Karbelnikoff territory a long time ago, right? If you leave it alone it can grow to the size of a dragon, eating as much as it wants as it prowls through the night. It's a nasty tree.
Anissina: Oh my! It is very strange that you remember all those details, how nice.
Gwendal: Of course I remember! I will never forget. *horror ambiance BGM* This is something that happened during the summer, while we were still children. At that time, it had just started to rain , and we went to the hen-house in the Karbelnikoff Castle. When your brother Densham quickly noticed something strange, he protected his beloved chickens...*pause* and that's when, just like that, he became the victim of that terrifying plant ...!
Anissina: Yes... it was a precious sacrifice...
Günter: I... I had absolutely no idea... that such a tragedy was behind the product development.
Josak: I see... And that's why Anissina-chan in order to remember her late older brother created the "Street".
Anissina: No, Densham is alive and healthy...
Josak/Günter: Eh?
Gwendal: Yes, the digestive fluids tried to dissolve him. Thanks to that, the skin on his whole body was inflamed. Especially his head, he received a terrible mental shock. And that is when his desire for economic power started...
Günter: Ah... that sounds harsh, huh?
Gwendal: In any case, do not bring that plant to the banquet. It's dangerous. Anissina, if you absolutely want to give something to his Majesty, please bring something that is really, really safe.
Anissina: I guess it can't be helped.
Gwendal: Gurrier, if you're going to be an accomplice in Anissina-san's mischiefs, pack your bags immediately and stop being my soldier!
Josak: What? I don't want to!
Gwendal: Then I want to hear your formal answer: Who do you obey?
Josak: I only obey his Excellency Gwendal.
Gwendal: Fool, you also obey his Majesty.
Josak: Ahh... that's right.
Günter: Uhm... I would like to go back to our original subject...
Gwendal: Then return.
Anissina: The arrangements for the banquet, right? Alright then... let's hurry up and start.
Gwnedal: Tch... And you, just leave already!
Josak: Ahh! By the way, your Excellency! What shall I do with this?
FX:*banshee screech*
Gwendal: Throw it away!
Anissina: You can't just do whatever you want Gwendal, that's my product!
Josak: Then.... what should I do with this?
Günter: Well then... about the amount of people that will be coming to the party....
Josak: Ah... my hands are getting tired...
FX:*drops the plant and the pot breaks*
Gwendal: You bastard! That's enough!
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References[edit]
- ↑ First of all "odoori" is not your average street (doori), but a street used for festivals. During the festivals there's singing and dancing on the street, so that's why she picked the word "street" over "dancer" , which would have been the more obvious choice (wooden dancer, for a tree that moves). Also, it probably has something to do with its potential size.
