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Private Meeting Logs
Sweet Disaster I
...Cherished birdcry... the flock wings toward the mountain range...
...The ancient tree... sinks roots... burrowing deep underground...
...Streams in the valley... echoing... colliding back and forth...
...Commander... the flame of the peak... scorches...Er...
Birdcry, flock, ancient trees... I'm having a hard time parsing the imagery here. Some parts of it are clear enough...
But given the look on your face, I'm guessing... You're asking why I came to see you? ...Paired blossoms... mutual... awareness of will...
Twin blossoms? No, the emphasis should be in the second half. I get the "awareness of will" part."
So you're saying I got that part right?"Alright, good to know that I got it right.
Anyway, I approved an expense application for you some time back, so I'd like to ask how you intend to spend the money.
I didn't quite understand what was written in the application, so I decided to ask you in person. ...Pure direction... spotless delusion... churning flow...
Spotless delusion, churning flow... So I'm a dork, then?
..Elmwood reborn... an ephemeral void... the gentle wind... howls...
An elmwood reborn into a void? That doesn't sound very good to me.
But you've got a calm look on your face... it's hard to tell.
Let me think... Nemesis, you aren't taking shots at me just because I don't understand you, right?Judging by that expression, it looks like you're trying your best to hide something...
Wait, was I right?! ...A sudden storm... Confusing mist... Swaying blossoms...
So I WAS right!
Sweet Disaster II
Look, Nemesis, it’s not polite to speak ill of me just because I don’t understand what you’re saying.
It’s not that I can’t take criticism, but I do want to understand your words, what you’re thinking and what you’re saying.
That way, we can communicate more efficiently too. ...Bounding crimson hare… Elucidated information…
Bounding hare… So you mean Krolik?
Well yes, Krolik can understand you, and she can serve as your interpreter in daily missions.
But you can’t always be together and I can’t always be calling her over to translate for you.
That would be very disrespectful to you. ...Pointless extension… the roots… tangle into a dead end…
Pointless… So you’re saying I don’t need to respect you? That it’ll keep things from getting done?
Still, even if we both consent to it, isn’t there someone we forgot to ask? We need to take Krolik’s feelings into consideration too.
She’s a very responsible person, but it’s very likely that she won’t want to do this sort of thing. After all, it’s asking her to take on overtime in addition to her usual duties and the Elmo doesn’t have enough budget to compensate her for this additional work. ...Thythmic mouth and tongue… the lotus… blooms in despair…
Wait, so you want me to use my silver tongue to urge her to do it? Will that really work?
Personally, I think it’s not likely to work. Krolik’s pretty smart, after all. That is incorrect.
No, I don’t think so. Given her daily work reports, Krolik’s been doing quite well for herself. The evidence speaks for… wait a minute–
Nemesis, did you just directly state what you meant?It’s no use looking away. I heard you say “That is incorrect” loud and clear just now. You can’t deny it.
...The chorus of the mountain wind… the melody of home… overlapping and gauzy…
So that was a coincidence? While it’s true that you occasionally speak clearly… it’s been getting more and more common recently.
Does this mean your linguistic functions can be restored at this rate? Torn hedges… a fragile chick… an approaching shadow… a sinister figure…
So you’re saying that there’s going to be some kind of danger in the near future? Is it related to your speech functions?
Looks like you don’t want to discuss this topic.
I’m sorry, I went too far. Twin silver serpents… coiling around each other… covered by ice and snow… awaiting… awakening by the first rays of the warm sun…
So i didn't go too far, it’s just that you need time to prepare an answer for me, is that it?
I’ll take that as a yes.
...The shadow of the moon… the wings of bats… become keen arrows… that fall from beyond the sky…
…A black coffin… the forgotten narcissus… awakens… protecting dilectus… and then, farewell…Sweet Disaster III
I’ll give you time to consider your answer to the previous question.
Still, there is the matter of how those funds you asked for are going to be used. Can you tell me about it now? ...Chaotic ocean… should not venture deeper…
So I shouldn’t have approved it if I didn’t know what you were going to use it for?
...Mm.
Well, the Elmo’s expenses haven’t been too tight lately, and the amount you asked for wasn’t that large, so approving it wasn’t a big issue.
I’ve gotten better at this financial planning stuff after being soaked by underground brokers for the past few years.
So don’t worry too much, Nemesis. ...King of the country of the blind… Pedantry… destructive eruption…
I trust you, Nemesis. How will that bring about ruin?
This isn’t blind trust. I’ve been with you for a long time now, so every move you make tells me about your personality and the kind of Doll that you are.
There are many aspects about you which have earned my trust in you.
That is also why I approved your request so readily.
On the other hand, this also makes me feel a little sad. Am I truly so clueless and immature in your eyes?
Are you blushing, Nemesis? Why is that? ...Trust… equal…
(Nemesis is speaking very slowly, but her words are filled with certainty.)
(I step forward and put an arm around Nemesis, scooping her into my embrace. Her mask clinks against her crystals with a crisp chime. At the same time, I can hear her gasp, fleeting and almost inaudible.)Would you like to tell me now?
...
…Lingering… at the intersection of two seas… gazing into the distance, at the serenity of the far shore…So you want to stay like this for a while more?
Sweet Disaster IV
...Pure black sweetness… Hidden stinger… Danger… Undiscerned…
Pure black sweetness… Was there anything like this on the Elmo recently?
It’s black, but very sweet, and very dangerous… Well, that seems fairly specific. Let me think… My eyes are feeling a little itchy…Thank you. Now, the only thing I can think of which fits these three points is a big case of chocolate we received recently that I haven’t had time to eat. Groza’s been researching new recipes and I was planning to hand it over to her.
...Wise… High-flying heron… Corrupt wolfsbane…
So you’re praising me for doing so well? But you’re trying to say… You're advising me not to eat it?
Is there something wrong with the chocolate? It’s from a pretty famous brand so I was kind of looking forward to trying it. ...Sting… Growing by the day…
Why would chocolate have stingers in it? What could it possibly mean?
...Turbid mudslide, descending from the source…
Now what does turbid mudslide mean? Why can’t I make sense of you again?
(Upon seeing how puzzled I look, Nemesis actually laughs.)
(It’s as elegant and proper as ever, but I can hear a hint of mischief in her voice.)Tell me already, don’t torment me, Nemesis.
...The results of the reading… Are already clear…
But I don’t understand your reading at all!
...Sustained insistence… Fireworks bursting…
So you want me to keep thinking about it? I’ll eventually figure it out?
No, this is too inefficient. I should just call Krolik over– ...!
W-Why are you hugging me all of a sudden…
...Tender shoot… One who holds the ember of the flame… Melting the ice… giving light… giving water… giving life…
…Embracing… majestic stag… Glittering gold… Pernicious fangs and flame…So you’re saying… I’m very important so you can’t let me get sick or hurt?
...Sweetness… Expired… Buy again… ops room…
Hang on. So you’re saying that case of chocolate is expired and you bought more, which you put in the ops room? I think that’s why you requisitioned those funds.
(She nods.)
But how did you know, Nemesis… Or could it be that the initial batch of chocolate was also…
Shhh…
…The proud nightingale… locked in the box… kept secret…