Let’s Play Hatoful Boyfriend – Holiday Star! The Day The Night Slept (After) Part 4

037

I do hope he decides to help us… the infirmary would be awfully lonely without the murderous fluffetic around.

nageki1

…miss Tosaka.

hiyoko

Yes?

nageki1

We’ve got company.

!

038 citizen2

Greetings, travelers.

hiyoko

Geez, we’ve already decided to go home!
No one likes a host who tries to lock you in their house and make you stay forever!

How many of these vague, see-through citizens are there, anyway?

hiyoko

You all should try talking to The King, too! Only a tyrant would try to stop visitors from leaving, right?

nageki1

Have you all been here with that King forever?

citizen2

No, we haven’t.

We are the same as you.

nageki1

So you came from outside?

citizen2

You must have been the same.
We were very afraid, and we came here.

nageki1

Afraid…?

Nageki and I had a nice time coming here on a comfortable train with a friendly conductor.
I don’t remember being afraid of anything…

hiyoko

If you came from outside, you have homes to return to, right?
Why are you staying here?

citizen2

Because we don’t have to worry about anything.

Because there’s nothing scary here.

039 king2

The King said, The King is all.
And all are The King.

!!!

040

king2

Soon you guests from away will be The King, too.
All are The King.

So there is nothing scary here.
Everyone is together.
Let’s be together.
The King is waiting on his royal throne.

But… The King–

The King glances nervously at Nageki.

king2

The King does not want to be friends with that mourning dove.
You don’t have to come.

nageki1

…that’s not very nice of you.

king2

The King commanded, you shall stay away.

037

The King fades into the darkness, leaving their selfish command behind.

hiyoko

Wow, Nageki!
From the look on his face, I bet The King is changing his royal underwear right about now!

nageki1

He’s a bit of a crybaby.
I don’t think scaring him is very hard.

I do wonder about it, though…
Why was he so afraid of Nageki?

hiyoko

The Migrant said something about that, too.
Maybe you’re The King’s natural enemy?

nageki1

…Let’s hope so.

hiyoko

And–

Those vague citizens turned into The King, and disappeared.
If what they said is true–

nageki1

Perhaps everyone who stays here ends up turning into The King?

hiyoko

That’s a bit much! What is this, a horror movie?!

At least it sounds like he’s waiting for us.
We’ve got to go find the others and then teach him a thing or two about international travel laws!

black

yuuya3

…not much variety in the decor here. I must say I’m getting a little sick of it.

037

Wonder how things are going on the roof.

I can probably trust Mister One– Leone, rather, to keep my body from spontaneously combusting or anything like that.

That artistic scientist fellow’s probably cleared the clouds away… but the king of this place has blocked the moonlight.

yuuya3

A search-and-rescue mission in a zone of total surrealism, eh?
This is new even to me.

white

023

“The Decorated Picture Book.”

041

Once, there was a beautiful piano.
The piano was decorated with gemstones in all the colours of the rainbow.

042

Oh, how it sparkled and glittered! Everyone told it how it was beautiful.

What a beautiful piano!
No one had ever seen such a wonderful piano before.

043

The piano’s owner was very pleased, and decorated the piano even more.

Everyone, in all the land, praised the piano’s beauty.
No one, from anywhere, wanted to hear it’s voice.

044

But the gemstones were heavy, so heavy, and one day they crushed the piano flat.
Poor piano.
Poor piano.

045

sakuya2

What is this trash?!
Is there no limit to its vulgarity?!
The composition is poor, the story juvenile, and the art messy!

I open the door to find a fantail angrily beating a book on the floor.

yuuya1

Salut, Sakuya.
I’m glad to see you’re still yourself.

sakuya2

Wha… is there no getting rid of you?
What now? The tea party’s already over.

yuuya1

Is it? That’s too bad.
I was really looking forward to drinking some of your tea, too.

sakuya2

I wouldn’t have given you anything even if you had showed up on time!
Don’t get full of yourself, mongrel.

yuuya1

I’ll be expecting an invitation card next time, too.

Sakuya sticks his beak in the air and coos irritatedly.

yuuya1

By the way, what were you reading just now?

I pick up the book, which Sakuya had thrown on the floor.

sakuya2

I haven’t the slightest!

yuuya1

Do you remember where you found it?

sakuya2

Do not treat me like a child!
The King gave it to me.

I do not mean to insult a gift of loyalty, but… that thing is amazing.
It is like the scribbles of a deranged child.

yuuya1

A picture book, eh?

031

So this is a little flirtation from the King– or rather, an invitation to stay here.

I suppose it’s meant to paint reality in a poor light to flatter the world of dreams.

…alas, it’s message appears to have been lost on Sakuya.

045

sakuya2

Something is wrong with someone who dresses a musical instrument up like a Christmas Tree!
Instruments come with their beauty already built-in.

Gaudiness is hardly the deciding factor in an instruments’ value.
Indeed, an instrument covered in sparkly gew-gaws to impress uncultured fools is the epitome of crassness!

Decorating an instrument to the detriment of its tone is absurd! Ludicrous!
If the author of this drivel was here now I would sit him down and lecture him for three days, without break.

He continues on, angrily expounding the qualities of musical timbre.

I wonder if he realizes just how much he cares about his music?

As his brother, I can only hope to see the magnificent blooming of that enthusiasm one day… in the real world.

yuuya1

Very true. Visual flair is hardly what an instrument is there for!
The piano here should have used his voice to let everyone know that before he got crushed.

“I wasn’t created to be decorated.
Let me sing.” Something like that.

sakuya2

…why are you smirking like that?
What a distasteful cretin you are.

yuuya1

I love how thick-headed you are, Sakuya.
It’ll save me a lot of trouble.

sakuya2

Wha… what is this?
Do you mock me?!

yuuya1

No, quite the opposite.
That was praise.

sakuya2

I doubt it!
Your ridiculous facial expression is proof of your deceit!

yuuya1

Forgive me, I was born with it.
What am I to do?

Now, then… I can’t spend too much time here.
I doubt whoever I run into next will be as easy as you, after all.

sakuya2

…I knew you didn’t just wander here by chance.
Tell me what is happening.

yuuya1

You’re always good at keeping things moving. Thanks, Sakuya.

white

046

sakuya1

Wha… you do not jest?!

yuuya3

It’s hard to believe, but unfortunately, it’s true.
You and I are hooked together with a whole pile of electrical wires right now.

sakuya1

You cad! Without my permission?!

yuuya3

You weren’t exactly being responsive.
And it’s an emergency, anyway. Easier to ask forgiveness than approval, right?

sakuya1

Agh…!

yuuya3

Now then, Sakuya.
Will you spend eternity having tea here with that cheerful, artistically challenged King?

sakuya1

Inconceivable! I will not stand for it!

047

sakuya1

Just who do you think I am?!
I am Shirogane Sakuya Le Bel!
It is completely out of the question.

I demand to see the man responsible for this idiocy, at once!
I shall have recompense for his gross discourtesy towards me!

Sakuya runs off into the darkness, an aura of unusual proactivity about him.

yuuya3

No one gets the better of my little brother.
Now then… who’s next?

white

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