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odorekijinchapter one
[Wizards’ Manor—Bennett's Bar]
Rustica: Lord Figaro, have you perhaps seen Master Sage?
Figaro: Hey there Rustica. I think Master Sage went out with Murr earlier.
Rustica: I see. In that case, may I wait for their return in your company?
Figaro: Of course. ...Something about you feels different today... Ah, but of course, it’s the red lips—it suits you.
Rustica: As expected of you, Lord Figaro, you have a keen eye for details in others.
In fact, I just had a Rouge Berry cocktail.
Figaro: So that’s what it was. When Rutile was little, I remember giving him some of those berries as a souvenir from the West. I remember how happy he was to have his lips painted red.
Rustica: That is a lovely memory. It seems that Rutile and I are quite like-minded.
Master Sage complimented me about the shade once, saying that I looked “just like Shylock.” Their words truly tickled me pink that day.
Figaro: I can see where Master Sage was getting at: you look like a fine gentleman that knows how to enjoy his nights.
Rustica: Thank you. Master Sage seemed rather embarrassed by their compliment however, which I still fail to understand. They have such peculiar reactions...
Figaro: Oh? That's interesting.
Rustica: Isn't it? That new side of Master Sage was quite charming. I hoped to catch that expression on them once more tonight.
Figaro: That's why you were looking for Master Sage? Well don't mind if I stick around, I'd love to see that too.
Shylock? Give me one of those Rouge Berry cocktails, same as his.
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Shylock: There, your Rouge Berry cocktail.
Figaro: Thank you. Well then, let’s raise our glass.
Figaro & Rustica: Cheers!
Figaro: So, what do you think? Do I look like Shylock too?
Rustica: Hmm, unfortunately, you don't resemble him one bit.
However, this tint on your lips adorns your image with a distinguished and appealing aura, as though gazing upon a large, blooming flower.
This gives you a charm that would steal the hearts of any who see you.
Figaro: Ahah, well aren't you a smooth-talker. I'm almost embarrassed by the compliment.
Rustica: My, I wasn’t particularly trying to sway you. I only depicted the picture that was presented before my eyes.
I wonder what Master Sage will say about me. I cannot wait for their return.
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episode story
“Tea on this Evening”
Akira: Hm? That person over there...
Rustica: Good evening, Master Sage.
Akira: Good evening to you too. I see you're having your usual tea—
...Huh? Why do I smell alcohol though?
Rustica: Truth is, I added some alcohol-infused jam to my tea today.
Akira: Wow, putting jam in your tea? How sophisticated.
Rustica: I could brew some for you with regular jam if you wish, Master Sage.
Akira: I would love to! Thank you Rustica.
By the way, I saw you drinking and chatting with Figaro at the bar the other day...
I have to admit I was pretty surprised to see you both with wine-red lips. What were you two even talking about?
Rustica: Oh, dear, we had such a wonderful time.
Lord Figaro is a mischievous soul at heart, and rather skilled at rousing his surroundings at that.
After a while, Mitile came to warn Lord Figaro of the amount of alcohol he was having. That was a most amusing exchange to witness.
Akira: Ahaha, I'm glad you two had fun.
Rustica: That we did. While that night was delightful, you and I shall make this evening just as wonderful.
I would love to hear about any fun or interesting things that have occurred to you today, Master Sage.
