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— 💋 his side story, chapter 9. this is one you can purchase on your second play through of his route.
— cw: some suggestiveness, could be considered dub-con.
Kate: So, the reason why you do what you do for the people in the slums...
K: ...is it because you understand their pain, and suffering?
Alfons: If it is as you say, that I am doing it for them, then perhaps such is the case.
——In the East End, I show a happy illusion to the bunch crawling their way through this dark reality.
It was something I had continuously done since a young age, so when it came to things such as the reason why I did it or what meaning it held,
to be honest, I couldn’t care less about that.
It was a hobby I had continued out of habit. A source of amusing entertainment. That was all it amounted to.
Kate: ...This is far from the first time you’ve dodged my question.
Perhaps Kate couldn’t accept my response for what it was, because she turned away, pouting.
(...The way she sulks does so resemble that of a child.)
Her profile looked so sweet and darling, the corners of my lips relaxed, unbeknownst to myself.
It felt like I just wanted to leave things the way they were, and keep looking on at it...
Or perhaps, it was a tickling desire to tease her and wanting to boop her...
Alfons: Hehe, you needn’t pucker your lips so.
Kate: ...?
In the end, the latter feelings overtook me, so I booped my fingertips on her lips, causing her to turn her eyes my way.
Alfons: For you see, your words ring so dear to me I just may not be able to resist the urge to give you a kiss here.
Kate: ...!
Her eyes looked into mine, as if she was glaring,
before she looked down, looking hesitantly around my lips.
(...It truly is a walk in the park figuring out what the little robin is thinking.)
(I can’t even be annoyed anymore. At this point I’m even a tad worried for her.)
Alfons: ...Would you like me to do it? Kiss you, I mean.
Kate: Wh—!? N-no, not at all...
Alfons: Why so worked up now? If you want to do it, it’s fine to just say that as is, am I right?
Kate: Well, I don’t want it.
Alfons: Yes, yes, I hear you. So? Were you able to find my weaknesses?
Kate: ...
The conversation ended there, and Kate’s mouth opened and closed repeatedly, seemingly dissatisfied.
And as though to hide any shame, she cleared her throat before suddenly turning away again.
(Hehe... ahh, she’s just so cute.)
(Getting played so easily like a toy, what a poor soul you are, Miss Kate.)
Kate: ...No, I couldn’t find any. I mean, you answered my questions just like that, without any hesitation.
K: So, I take it that you having been an orphan and the fact you use your abilities in the slums couldn’t amount to something like a weakness?
Alfons: Is that so? I wonder about that.
A: You see, aside from Elbie and Roger, I also am not sure who else knows of my true origins.
Kate: Huh!?
K: Are you saying not even Victor and William know...?
Alfons: Well, I suppose those two would be in the know.
A: Oh, while we’re at it, I reckon Jude may have somehow gotten wind of it too. Other than those three, though, who is in the know is beyond me.
A: And if I were to tell any social circle about it, forget about nonexistent trust, even that would crumble away, no?
Kate: ...Then is that to say the people in that pub, and the people whom you refer to as your ‘friends’ are also in the know?
Alfons: Ahha! Hardly. I don’t reveal more than absolutely necessary. And that goes both ways as well.
A: Things like reality only interfere with convenience.
(...Oh?)
Come to think of it, why did I reveal my background so honestly to her like that?
Kate: ...If so,
K: why did you tell me all this then?
She voiced the question that popped into my mind.
Alfons: Hmm... I wonder, now why did I.........?
(If I understood the ways of my own heart, giving an immediate answer to the question of ‘why’ would be a simple feat, but alas.)
What was thought to be there was nowhere to be seen, and conversely, what was thought to be nowhere was, in actuality, there.
And to me——I had little energy to look deeply into the thing called my heart.
After all, I was well aware that there would’ve been nothing good in there.
Alfons: ...That is a great question. One whose answer I know as well as you.
(There’s no need to give Kate the truth,)
(and thinking about it will yield nothing in return.)
Alfons: If I had to guess, though, perhaps it’s because you nearly moved me to tears, having followed me all the way out to such a place, I felt like telling you?
So I gave whatever answer I thought of before turning to the window, where the silhouette of London at night flew by, vaguely melted into the darkness.
All of a sudden, Kate, who had just been quiet, sucked in a breath.
Kate: I’ve decided to stop trying to look for your weakness on the sly.
Alfons: ...Come again now?
I turned my gaze next to me, where she was looking at me, with her usual straightforward eyes.
Kate: Because more than your weaknesses, I’m interested to know more about your true feelings.
K: I was thinking... I would like to get to know you better.
(.........) (O_O)
Kate: That’s why, I think if it meant I could know more about you...
K: I... wouldn’t mind becoming your ‘exclusive fairytale keeper.’
Alfons: ...Well, I’ll be.
(Perhaps, the reason I opened up about my background——)
(Was it because she was able to say such foreign-sounding words like ‘I will face you to the fullest’ and whatnot to my face?)
(Maybe it’s because I was hit with such foolish honesty.)
Kate’s expression seemed bright, and seeing that, my body seemed to tickle a smile out of me from the inside.
(How pitiful you are, Miss Kate.)
(Though it pains me to say, I don’t have an ounce of intention of reciprocating the sentiment.)
(But, if this means your mind will be filled to the brim with thoughts of me... then it’s all the more convenient for me.)
(By all means, may you dance atop the palm of my hand to the best of your ability.)
Alfons: If that’s the case, would it be safe to say that you would accept me doing these kinds of things with you?
Kate: ? What do you mean, ‘these kinds of thi’——
I closed the distance between us, my face approaching her, and Kate’s shoulders shook, understanding my intentions,
Kate: No, that’s... this and that are different.
Her face completely red, she pushed her palm on my mouth.
Alfons: ...Hehe.
(As always, you’re awfully inept at resisting, aren’t you.)
Kate: Eek...!?
I licked her palm, and with a cute cry, my mouth was free from her hands.
Alfons: Was it not the case that you were hoping to grasp my weaknesses because you were unable to avoid things like this, or am I wrong?
Kate: I-I mean, I would be able to prevent it as long as you didn’t touch the back of my neck.
Alfons: So you say, but I do find it doubtful you were able to avoid what I did now?
I placed my hand next to her legs across from myself.
I leaned forward, staring at her from a point-blank distance.
Alfons: Oh, yes, come to think of it, when we did naughty things at the back of the pub, I hadn’t used any of my abilities.
A: And yet as far as I recall, you still became loose and wet here, no?
Kate: T-that... I’m pretty sure it was all your fault.
Alfons: And why is that?
Kate: Because you frequent such strange places... it’s all on you.
(Aha, as it should.)
Alfons: Then, in this case, whose fault is it?
Kate: ——mn...!
I grasped at her defenseless wrists and stole her lips.
Kate: Mngh... mn——
I pulled her toward me, and Kate, whose eyes were wide open, closed tightly.
Kate: ah... ngh...!
My tongue through the gap of her lips intertwined with hers,
and her arms went limp, her body relaxing.
When I licked her upper jaw, a cute noise came out from her nose.
Alfons: Perhaps the fault lies with the shock of having seen something so strange, or perhaps it’s because of the shaking of the carriage...
A: If you wish for these kinds of explanations, I could give you these all day.
A: And if you so dislike the idea that you will lose your dignity if you don’t resist,
A: then I will not mind at all if you aaalways feign resistance.
As if ashamed of the anticipation, she closed her legs as I stroked her thighs,
and I slowly lifted up the hem of her skirt that was over her trembling knees
Kate: Hah... ah, ngh... no...
(Even though your entire body is practically saying ‘I feel good’?)
Alfons: Since this relationship will end after only a month... let us enjoy ourselves, Miss Kate.
A: After all——you do so love pleasurable things like this, do you not?
Kate: N-no, I... I don’t...
Her breaths were short and restless as she tried her hardest to deny it. Such a sight held its own charm.
(Indeed——you don’t, yes?)
(After all, the reason you became this way in the first place was aaall because of me.)
(That’s all it has to be.)
Kate: ah... n-no, we can’t do this... not in a carriage...
Alfons: ...Then, where can we do this?
Kate: Ah——
Alfons: Your bed, perhaps? That said... I do find myself wondering if you will be able to hold yourself back until then?
Kate: ah... I-I...
Her lips half-open, I gently kissed her, sealing away any excuses.
Alfons: Shh... there is no need to give me a clear-cut answer.
A: When all is over and done with, you can simply blame it all on me. Then you won’t have to worry, yes?
(What is true, and what is not... let’s become so good that such things become trivial.)
I wouldn’t step too far. And I wouldn’t let anyone step too far either.
It was a convenient relationship just to give ourselves over to pleasure.
(That is all it needs to be between us.)
For some reason, the sight of her pouting profile popped up in the back of my mind, before fading away.
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— 🍷 his side story, chapter 15. this is the one you need to reach alfons bond level 22+ with in order to purchase.
— cw: alcohol consumption.
Alfons: And to see you deceived just like that——I see you don’t really hold that thing called ‘love’ for me.
Kate: ...!!
I chose words that would purposely hurt.
Just like that, her eyes wavered, teary.
Kate: I... I really, truly—!
Alfons: Loved me? ...Or what, did you mean to say love?
I asked, a mocking tone in my voice, and her palms, which had pushed against my chest, gripped tightly at my shirt, causing it to wrinkle.
It would be nice were she to throw away these feelings she had toward me on her own volition, but——
(Reality just isn’t so nice, after all.)
Kate: Just why... would you do such a thing...?
K: Why do you have to reject me so much... just over me saying ‘I love you’?
Tears fell from her cheeks as she spoke from above.
They were very much like stars falling from the night — so pure, and so beautiful.
(——So much so, it’s like the moment I touched her, I would end up getting burned.)
Kate: Not once did I say we had to be official.
K: All I wanted was to like you, and be by your side… and yet…
Alfons: …Because I find it a nuisance.
A: The fact you had fallen for me, and the fact you like me even now... all of it.
I used those sharp words to deeply pierce through her heart.
Such words seemed like such a sin toward her straightforward feelings,
and, compared to her words, which so resembled pure stars, mine were akin to shattered glass sinking down the gutters of a back alley.
Alfons: All this was meant to be was an entertainment that lasts but a month, and then letting it end the same way.
Kate left the room, and when I descended the crumbling staircase,
The friend with a wound on his eye was standing at the entrance to the hidden, dilapidated room.
Man with a wound over his eye: To think you suddenly came in with a memo saying ‘Stay at the pub until I call you. If you come then, your drink’s on me’——
Man with a wound over his eye: I was wondering what in the world was going on.
Alfons: Hehe... thank you for your cooperation on that matter.
Man with a wound over his eye: If getting perfumed and greeting a lady when she woke up was all it took for some free booze, anyone would do it.
Man with a wound over his eye: So it was to get that ‘little robin’ to give up on you?
Man with a wound over his eye: You always up and run away, fading right out, so if she could make you go to this length, well what a lady she must be.
Alfons: Indeed, you can tell me that again.
I could dodge her at every turn, push her away, but she would still put her energy into her love without so much as getting discouraged,
so left with no other choice I threw away what little of a good heart I had left to break her to pieces.
(Unable to deceive herself into thinking this wasn’t love, but instead all a misunderstanding...)
(What a poor, darling little miss robin.)
Man with a wound over his eye: If you wanted me to make love to her for real, though, I would be fine with that too.
Alfons: Now that won’t do. I’ll have you know despite all appearances, I happen to be a gentleman who despises hurting women.
Man with a wound over his eye: ...I doubt that.
Alfons: Do you now?
Man with a wound over his eye: How would I know. Well, I’ll leave the payment to you.
My friend didn’t bother to seek the truth, instead leaving the conversation like that and disappeared into the night city while laughing.
——This pub was open 24 hours, so it was lively regardless of time.
Exchanging greetings with several acquaintances and taking a seat, the bar master lifted his brow, as though exasperated.
Bar master: And here I thought you wouldn’t come back til the morning. You’re back early, aren’t you?
Alfons: I so dearly missed seeing your face, you see.
Bar master: I’m anything but happy being missed by an arsehole. Pay up for that friend of yours.
Alfons: Goodness, so cold.
While making small talk, from the back of my mind, I remembered her, who had been sitting next to me just a few hours before.
—— Flashback ——
Kate: Alfons...
K: ...I won’t put the blame on you or anything else anymore...
K: So please, make love to me.
—— End flashback ——
—— Flashback ——
Kate: Just how bloody cruel can you get...!!
K: I don’t understand, why would you lie to me like this!? Help me understand...
—— End flashback ——
She did not say, ‘Why did you do such a cruel thing’——but rather, ‘Why did you say such a lie?’
From the start, she had seen through my lie that another man had made love to her.
(...Just where did I slip up?)
(I stayed silent... could it be body temperature? Or the shape of my body? The movements? Or smell?)
At the very least——even if she couldn’t see with her eyes, she was able to confirm that it was indeed me.
All that to say, there was no doubt that the memory of me had been engraved in her body.
Bar master: That’s a pretty long face.
Alfons: That it is, could I ask for your consolations?
Bar master: Of course, this is a shop to share such things. For a price, that is. What’ll it be?
Alfons: Quite stingy now, aren’t we... well then, I’ll have a sherry perhaps. Any type is fine.
Bar master: A sherry? Not every day you get that.
Alfons: ...Is that so?
Indeed, I felt that I normally didn’t drink sherry.
That said, I sought out the intoxication from the liquor, so I wasn’t so caught up on the type it was.
Yet the name had slipped so easily out of my mouth, I tilted my head as I took the glass filled with a dark mahogany color liquor.
The moment I took in that mellow, sweet scent though, I remembered.
(Ahh... this was the liquor that she had drunk this afternoon, isn’t it.)
—— Flashback ——
Kate: I... don’t like it... when others touch you...
K: ...Whatever, I know I’m... just like a kid t’you...
—— End flashback ——
(...Considering she was downing this sweet sherry, I would say her taste is like that of a kid’s.)
When my lips met with her, who was still blindfolded, her tongue did indeed have the sweet taste of the sherry.
But, for a reason beyond me, I felt that the kiss I shared with her was far sweeter than the liquor I was drinking now.
Alfons: ...Master, could you see if the carriage at the back of the shop is still there?
Bar master: What? Don’t go ordering the bar master around like that.
Alfons: I’ll get your mooost expensive liquor. In a bottle.
Bar master: ...How many?
Alfons: How does ten sound?
The bar master clicked his tongue and flipped a middle finger at me before leaving the back to the alleyway and coming back the next moment and shaking his head.
Bar master: It’s not here anymore.
Alfons: Is that so, then that’s a relief.
Bar master: Is it the lady who drank with you that went on the carriage?
Alfons: You’re quite in the know, aren’t you?
Bar master: Sending her back alone in the wee hours of evening, some sexyman you are.
Alfons: That’s just how it is.
Bar master: ...If you care about her enough to prepare a carriage, the least you could do is send her off.
Alfons: ‘Care,’ huh... I suppose.
A: I didn’t want to put her in any physical danger,
A: but I did need to instill so much shock in her that she would want to forget it all... so it was all a necessary measure.
Bar master: Not so sure what you’re getting at there, but what I do get is that you’re one hell of a shitty bastard.
Alfons: Ahha! I would expect nothing less from you, master, knowing me to the tee.
It took time for memories to fade.
That went for the memory of me engraved in her body... and the memory of her in mine.
But time seemed to have a knack for passing like it was melting away, unexpectedly so.
If she was going to go back to her uneventful, warm everyday life from long ago, then even more so.
Alfons: ...It would be great if you could find a man who can heal the wounds of a lost love and become happy.
Before I knew it, the glass in my hand was empty.
The sweet flavor of the sherry lingered on my tongue, staying there without fading away for eternity.
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This all started because a friend sent me one of the tumblr asks that the dev answered. Almost made me cry when I saw it, he can actually be sweet sometimes?!?!?!?
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