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𝜗𝜚 cw — religious themes, mentions of drugs & political violence, animal torture, minor spoilers for william’s route.
Darius' main story contains spoilers for each route. Please proceed with caution.
——Flash forward——
[CHURCH - NIGHT - BLOODIED]
God's love was bestowed equally, no matter the person.
That was what "unconditional love" was: knowing neither good nor evil, it was given to all.
And while it went without saying that those who did good deeds were held in high esteem,
unconditional love would never vanish, even if people were to dabble in evil.
It mattered not if one was human or a Cursed one; we all lived with the support of someone else's love.
…Who could say, though, if that love was in a form they wished for?
God would use angels to continue giving people His love.
But, if there was a human who succumbed to a devil's temptation and fell in love with him— there was no way God would love them.
The church was soaked in blood, countless corpses scattered about, and in its center stood an angel wearing a soft smile.
Kate: Were you the one…who killed them?
Before my eyes, Darius spread his arms.
Darius: Yep, that I did.
Darius: They're inferior, after all; of course they'd die.
There was no such "god."
The one who stood before my eyes…
—was only a pure white devil.
——End flash forward——
[PALACE - INDOORS CORRIDOR - DAY]
A night passed since the dinner banquet with Vogel, and as usual I was putting my energy into my job as fairytale keeper.
(A lot sure happened yesterday…)
——Flashback——
[PALACE - THRONE ROOM]
Angelic man: To all the dear members of Crown, it's a pleasure to meet you.
Darius: My name's Darius Vogel, the leader of "Vogel," an organization directly under the German Emperor.
Ring: Ring Schwartz…we'll be in your care for a few months. If you pose any threat, I won't show any mercy.
Nica: Guten Tag, Crown. I'm Nica Schwartz. Nice to meet you.
——End flashback——
There were the twins, Ring and Nica Schwartz.
And then, there was their leader, Darius Vogel.
(He was dressed in all white, and seemed rather carefree…it's like he's not of this world.)
Crown had their fair share of personalities that stood out, but it was as though he was from a different world altogether…something not quite human.
If I were to make a comparison, I thought he was like an angel.
(If angels did exist, they would probably look like Mister Darius.)
As I thought so, I knocked on the door to Victor's office.
[PALACE - VICTOR'S OFFICE - DAY]
Kate: Good morning, Victor. I've come to hand in the report from yesterday and the documents you've requested befo—
But then, my eyes met with red ones…
??? (William): Our robin is quite a hard worker.
Kate: You were here as well, William?
William was seated on the chair for guests, lifting his cup of tea my way with one hand.
Victor: Gooood morning, Kate! What a joy to see you well!
Victor looked up from his documents, seeming merry as he spread his arms.
Victor: Actually, I was just talking to William about the animals.
Kate: Animals?
William: It seems as of late our Queen's Aide here has set up some feeding grounds all throughout the palace and Crown Castle.
Victor: A lot of animals who've been weakened in some way would come running to our grounds, you see.
Victor: So we were bouncing ideas on ways to protect them without too much direct involvement.
Victor: I figured if we set up multiple feeding grounds and observed their way of life, mayhaps we could provide them with the support they need.
Victor: That was what I proposed to the Queen.
(That would explain me feeling like I've been seeing more animals around recently.)
When I walked through the garden, I'd see a bird flying, and when I went toward the forest I would see rabbits hopping about.
Squirrels would run up the trees, and cats would jump out from the dense grassy parts.
The palace grounds had virtually become an epitome of a zoo.
(Whenever I run into animals, I do feel all warm and fuzzy inside.)
It wouldn't be wrong at all to say that, including myself, those who worked in the palace also felt comforted.
William: And it would seem our respectable Queen's Aide has another goal in mind as well.
Kate: Another goal?
William brought his teacup to his lips as he smiled.
William: He gives so much attention to the animals, they often end up scurrying away.
Victor: Even if I bring food of unmatched quality, they always go toward an empty-handed William…
Victor's shoulders drooped, but that lasted but a moment before he flashed a mischievous smile.
Victor: But now with this, I'll surely be able to make contact with them by replenishing the feeding areas!
Kate: H-holy power abuse…!
Victor: Say no more, for I'm far from stopping now! Wait for me, you little critters!
As Victor laughed, William shook his head wryly and shrugged his shoulders.
William: It looks like he's still affected from when you got the cold shoulder from the cat in the castle.
Kate: Ahh…
I mirrored William's gestures, when Victor cleared his throat.
Victor: Or wait, wait, now's not the time to be chatting on this.
William: So you're alright with talking to Kate about it?
Victor: She's bound to be in the know sooner or later. In which case, sharing things earlier would be better, perhaps.
Kate: ?
William let out a sigh as he put his cup on the table.
William: Do you happen to know of an organization called the Golden Butterfly?
Kate: The…Golden Butterfly?
William: It's an organization that operated from the shadows in England once upon a time. All with the House of Lords in its center.
Kate: Huh…
I was surprised, but William continued with a light voice.
William: It was said their origins stem from how the members of the House of Lords would sell out opium through illegal routes, reaping the profits.
William: But still yet unsatisfied, they went on to discover a way to make a certain highly toxic drug from opium.
William: That drug was produced in secret, and its use started to become apparent in the political scene.
(They used the drug in the political scene…which means…)
Noticing my suspicion, Victor looked my way.
Victor: They would use the drug against the son of their political enemy.
Victor: They'd do things like invite him over, make him dependent on the drug, and use that to threaten and blackmail.
Victor: The drug was one of the most effective ways to steal any opposer's freedom, break their will down, and bring them to their downfall.
Kate: No way…
William: There was many a use for it, but anyhow the Butterfly only had one goal— to protect the interest of the colluding House members.
There was a distant look in William's eyes.
William: Having gained more power, the organization grew more and more distant from discipline.
William: They would make arrests without warrants, traffick humans, use bribery, snuff out incidents…their crimes piled up one after another until it became a breeding ground for corruption.
Kate: …But, they're no longer active, right?
Victor: That's right. William condemned multiple executive members of the Butterfly, at last stopping their wrongdoings.
Victor: That was around when Crown was founded.
Victor: Crown, who "used evil to put down evil," had also become a testament to its ability to deter.
William: There was a lot going on at the time for us, but that was undoubtedly one of utmost importance.
Crown was founded to condemn those that couldn't otherwise be by the law.
It felt like I was touching a bit of their beginnings, which elicited what felt to be deep emotions within me.
In response, the two exchanged a serious look— before William handed me a letter.
William: But then yesterday, my family, who had relations with the condemned Golden Butterfly, received this letter.
Pressed on the gold-colored stationary was a butterfly motif.
Kate: A gold butterfly…
William gave a small nod.
William: There's no name or address, but its contents is one line from the former Count Adkins.
William: "I am still alive. The butterfly will be reborn over and over."
I looked at the letter and opened my mouth.
[1] It could be an imitation. (+4/+4)
[2] Could this be a prank?
[3] Is he truly still alive?
Kate: It could be an imitation…
William: I condemned former Count Adkins myself. It's clear this handwriting is not his either.
William: So it's probably a related party, or someone who knew of the Golden Butterfly and purposely used their insignia to get a reaction.
William: Either way, though, I cannot simply ignore this letter.
Victor: Indeed.
Victor took the letter and straightened up.
Victor: With that, Kate, I'd like you to conduct an investigation with William regarding this incident.
At Victor's words, I straightened up and nodded.
Kate: Anything I can do, I will.
William gave a smile as he extended his hand to me.
William: I'll be counting on you, Kate.
Kate: Alright!
[BLACK]
I took his hand, and we exchanged a handshake.
[PALACE - EXTERIOR CORRIDOR - EVENING]
As I was looking through the documents from that time, at some point the sun was setting.
Motivated by the mission that would start tomorrow, I walked down the corridor, looking at the outside view.
(Even so, to think the topic of the Butterfly would come up soon after Vogel's arrival…it feels pretty busy.)
Up until the discussion regarding the Butterfly, I had been thinking about trying to deepen my relationship with the members of Vogel.
After all, it was part of my job as fairytale keeper to learn more about the Cursed ones.
So I did feel that I would like to get along with them while they were here…
(But—)
[BLACK]
Harrison: They're lying.
[PALACE - EXTERIOR CORRIDOR - EVENING]
I couldn't stop thinking about how Harrison, who could distinguish others' lies, said that they were lying.
(So I was thinking of getting along with the Vogel members, for the sake of finding out why…)
(But I guess that will prove to be difficult…)
What with a mission probably starting tomorrow, it would seem deepening my relations with them would take a while.
As I was walking, I suddenly saw someone outside through the window.
(Mister Darius?)
I saw Darius at the palace's rooftop, and my feet naturally turned toward that direction.
(What is he doing all the way over there?)
[PALACE - STAIRCASE TO ROOFTOP - EVENING]
I approached the staircase leading up to the rooftop, hoping to call out to him.
Kate: Mister Darius? What are you doing there by yourself—
But then, I froze.
[WHITE]
Darius: Ahh, miss fairytale keeper.
[CG - THE WHITE DEVIL SMILES - DARIUS VOGEL]
Darius looked down toward me, holding a small robin in a tight grip.
One of its wings was stained with blood; I could tell from a glance that it was injured.
Wounded robin: Pii—!! Pii—!!
The robin seemed to suffer writhing in his hold, countless small feathers falling from its body.
Kate: What are you doing!?
I raised my voice on an instinct, to which Darius calmly opened his mouth.
[CG PAN 1]
Darius: Oh, you mean this thing? I guess it got injured in the garden, but then it came flying my way and tried to perch on my shoulder.
Darius: I don't like my clothes getting dirty with blood, though, so I grabbed it. As for my gloves…eh, whatever. I'll just throw them out.
Kate: Still, though, that's no excuse to grab it! Please let it go!
Darius: But why? …Ah, is it because you feel some sort of kinship with this thing because you also get called a robin?
Kate: No, it's not that…
Darius: To feel such things toward a mere bird of all things, you're a strange one, aren't you.
[CG PAN 2]
I was just telling him to let go because it looked like it was hurting.
But for some reason, it was like he couldn't understand as he tilted his head— and squeezed even harder.
Wounded robin: Pii…
The strangled robin let out a tight voice.
Kate: Please stop this—
In the spur of the moment I reached my hand, but Darius avoided it, looking down at me with a meaningful expression.
[CG PAN 3]
Darius: I wonder, what would happen if I strangled your neck, just like I did with this bird?
Kate: Wha…
Darius: Would Crown save you? You, a mere human?
In contrast to his gentle smile, alarm bells were ringing in my head.
Darius: So? What do you think?
Darius: Kate the Fairytale Keeper.
Donned in pure white with an air of peace, I thought he was something akin to an angel.
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Akiko is my first official Tumblr OC, and features in Bound, as Mitsuhide Akechi's reluctant wife. If you want to know more about Akiko, see below the cut!
Akiko's mother died from poisoning when she was 9. She raised her brother Haru and took over much of running her father's estate at a young age. Her father recently died in battle against the Oda.
Because of the way her mother died, her father insisted she and Haru have a firm knowledge of poisons and remedies. She also practices the art of atarashii naginata and knows some archery. Akiko's little secret is that she enjoys low-stakes gambling with servants, and has spent more than one late night tossing dice with her maids and guards.
She is called the autumn child due to her birth date and red hair. Some believe this is bad luck, while others believe her red hair denotes some blessing or mystical power. Akiko is pretty sure it's just her hair, and nbd.
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We couldn’t catch a carriage after work, so we were walking down the street at night.
(The moon’s so pretty tonight…..)
Reflecting on the Thames, the moon is a perfectly round, soft, creamy color.
The cool night breeze paired with the lovely moon made me feel both refreshed, and my steps lighter.
Not long after, I was walking a step ahead of Jude.
Jude: Ain’t helpin’ ya if take a tumble.
Kate: Pff- Yes, I know.
Having said that, I know that if I really do fall, he’ll help me.
Jude: ……Kate.
Kate: Yeah? Oh!
When I turned at my name being called, something was suddenly tossed to me.
The character for “to thow” is used. However, it can also mean “to toss.” Given the distance from each other and the setting, I feel like toss is more appropriate than throw.
Kate: What’s with the random box?
Jude looked more serious than usual.
Jude: Just open it.
Sensing that something was out of the ordinary, I gingerly opened the box given to me, and found a silver ring inside—
Kate: Jude, what is this….
When I looked up in shock, he appeared exasperated.
Jude: Daft princess, dont’cha get what it means?
Kate: Huh?
Jude: Guess not. Yer a perverted masochist who doesn’t know when to quit, who keep’s comin’ at me, ‘n who’s so foolish it makes me wanna weep.
Kate: Why are you saying mean things about me?!
However, he was looking straight at me, so his insults didn’t even register.
Jude: But yer the only one I have.
The night breeze passes between us, leaving space for one person.
Jude: Ya didn’t ridicule my dream about goin’ to the moon, ‘n ya accepted us cursin’ each other.
Jude: Yer the only woman who can laugh like an idiot, ‘n keep her resolve.
The moonlight shone upon us like we were the only ones in the universe.
Jude: My mind’s been made up since the day I started goin’ steady with ya.
Jude: To give ya my last name. Marry me, Kate.
His words strike my heart, warming my entire being and causing tears to well up in my eyes.
While I was unable to contain my sobs any longer, Jude gave me the most gentle smile I’d ever seen.
Jude: S’what’s it gonna be, Kate.
I nodded repeatedly as I wiped away my tears.
Still, they start pouring again as I clutched the ring and cried out.
Kate: Please make me your wife, Jude!
He laughed at my weepy reply.
Jude: That’s damn fine answer.
He hugged me, smiled as he wiped away my tears and kissed me—
The morning after the happy proposal, I was taking a walk while staring at the engagement ring when Ellis appeared.
Ellis: Oh, that’s...
Kate: Oh, this is...
Ellis smiled before bringing up Jude.
The line literally reads, “Ellis smiled before speaking to Jude.” However, Jude isn’t present at the time as you’ll see in the line below, and he never directly speaks to Jude, so I opted to translate the line this way.
Ellis: Jude finally gave it to you. Congratulations, Kate.
Kate: ….Finally?
As I tilt my head, Ellis whispers.
Ellis: Jude’s been preparing to give you a ring for a long time now Kate.
Kate: What…..
In astonishment I try to look at the ring again, but a hand reaches out from behind and hugs me.
Jude: The hell ya blabberin’ on about.
When Jude appeared, Ellis grinned and silently waved his hand as he walked away.
(So he’s been getting this ready for a long time….)
Jude: What’cha smilin’ fer?
Kate: Heh…..
As I smiled at the surprising fact I just learned, he grabbed my cheeks and forced me to look up.
His amethyst eyes were annoyed, but still looked at me lovingly.
(Yeah….I’m so hopelessly in love with this guy.)
I wanted to tell him just how much I love him.
Kate: Jude, I love you.
Kate: I’ll love you forever.
In both lines, Kate uses “大好き” (Daisuki), which means to “like very much.” It is holds a lot of affection, and is more commonly used to express love.
He blinked in surprise at my declaration and then instantly changed his expression.
Jude: I love you.
Jude uses the kanji “愛” (Ai). If you don’t know this is a HUGE thing to say….especially for him. It also means "I love you", but it's used very rarely. Typically only for special occasions such as proposals, weddings, deathbeds, that sort of thing. It carries the weight of unconditional or sacrificial love, and loving for the other person’s sake.
Smiling softly, he kissed my lips.
To fulfill our promise to curse each other until the very end—
I will live with you.
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<< Silvio's POV >>
Silvio: Hah? Seafood soup?
It was one of those summer nights where the heat still clings to your skin despite the sun having set in the horizon—.
The window was open and the sea breeze drifted into the room, I was enjoying some night time drinks with Emma when she suddenly brought up an unusual topic.
Emma: I read about a kind of soup that the fishermen in Benitoite often make.
Emma: They gather the leftover fish and shellfish from the day’s catch, then simmer it slowly with tomatoes and wine to bring out the flavours.
Silvio: Ya talkin’ ‘bout Cacciucco?
Emma: That’s the one!
Silvio: If ya wanna eat it, I can get someone to whip it up for ya.
Emma: I not only want to eat it, I want to make it myself.
Silvio: Then go ahead and make it. I can get ya all the ingredients ya need.
Emma: No, actually… I want you to teach me how to make it, Prince Silvio.
Silvio: Ain’t it just chuckin’ all the stuff in a pot and boil it? Got nothing' to teach.
Emma: I meant the steps before putting the ingredients into the pot. Like how to clean and fillet the fish, and preparing the shellfish. I still don’t really understand even after reading the instructions in the book, so…
(Ah, it see where this is goin’... never thought there'd be a woman who wants to gut fish with her own hands.)
Emma took a sip of her drink, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Silvio: How ‘bout on the next day off?
Emma: …! I’d love to. Thank you so much!
(This woman’s as strange as ever…)
Emma: If I could be a little selfish and ask for one more thing… I want to try making the soup outdoors.
(... Or so I thought. Somethin’ ain’t right.)
Silvio: Outdoors? Ya plannin’ somethin’ ain’t ya?
Emma: I promise it’s nothing bad.
Silvio: Then ya can just tell me.
Emma: … I’m keeping it a secret for now.
Silvio: Knew it. Gotta be somethin’ shady.
Emma: I would never plot anything bad against you, Prince Silvio.
Silvio: How ‘bout ya think ‘bout all the stuff ya pull on me daily, then try sayin’ that again.
Emma: That was then, this is now.
Emma: Ah, my glass is empty.
Trying to dodge the subject, Emma grabbed the bottle and filled her glass.
Her hair swayed in the summer night breeze as she brought the glass that was nearly filled to the brim to her lips.
Emma: I intend to prepare a proper thank you gift for all this, of course…!
Silvio: Hah, damn right you will. Don’t go forgettin’ that.
(Been together with Emma for a while now, but even after all this time, I still can’t always read what she’s thinkin’.)
(Ya never know what she’s gonna say next, but that’s what’s interestin’ ‘bout her I guess…)
(Though, I wonder what on earth’s she plannin’.)
…
A few days later— with the setting sun on the horizon, we hauled the outdoor cooking gear into place.
Emma was looking fascinated by all the tools we usually brought on sea voyages.
Emma: So we just place the pot right on top of this fire stand to do the cooking.
Emma: I thought we’d have to carry rocks and build a stove from scratch.
Silvio: Ya tryin’ to start a survival camp or somethin’?
I loaded the fire stand with the firewood I brought and struck the flint to spark a fire.
Emma didn’t want to simply sit and watch, so she was already preparing the fish and shellfish we bought at the market.
(She’s being weirdly motivated. I’ve been tryin’ to figure out all day what she’s up to, but I still don’t get it.)
(She’s been real into adventure stories lately, so this probably got somethin’ to do with it, but…)
Emma: Now we’re all set.
Silvio: Ya really gonna gut the fish yerself?
Emma: I want to, Master.
Silvio: I don’t remember takin’ ya as an apprentice.
Silvio: Don’t be gettin’ yerself hurt, yeah?
…
Emma: *Sigh*... that was pure bliss…
She placed her empty plate on the makeshift table and gazed up at the sky full of stars.
The seafood soup we made together wasn’t exactly the most aesthetically pleasing, but watching Emma fumble her way through filleting the fish must’ve been some sort of secret ingredient that made it taste worlds better.
(Been holed up in the palace too much lately, but havin’ a meal like this every now and then ain’t half bad.)
(... Even though I almost had a heart attack multiple times.)
Silvio: Don’t ya go sneakin’ off to practice on yer own, ya hear me?
Emma: Why not?
Silvio: ‘Cause yer grip on the knife was damn shaky, that’s why.
Emma: But I won’t get any better without practice.
Silvio: Then do it when I’m around.
Emma: But you’re busy—
Silvio: Don’t matter. If it’s for ya, I got all the time in the damn world.
I said it on impulse, and the moment I realised what I’d just blurted out, a wave of embarrassment hit me right in the face.
Emma: You really are so kind.
Silvio: Don’t say stuff that gives me goosebumps.
Emma: Actually, I have a thank you gift for the ever so kind Prince Silvio, so…
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You might want a tissue for a certain part.
Several seasons have passed since then, and now my lover, Jude, dotes on me everyday.
—As if it could be that simple.
Kate: Jude, I’ve got the contracts signed! All three of them!
Kate: These are from a department store we've done business with in the past. And here's-
As I was laying the contracts out on the desk, Jude brushed my bangs back with his fingertips.
Jude: Pff, yer hairs so messy ‘n all over the place. How cute. Good work.
Now, I am a Fairytale Keeper, an employee of Raven Ltd, and Jude’s lover.
I get to live with Jude day in and day out, so it feels like a treat.
(Though I do think he could treat me a little more like a lover.)
Still, I've learned how to handle this cruel and ruthless scoundrel of a boyfriend, and I've got my own way of venting my frustrations.
(I just ate the sweets Jude received as a gift not too long ago.)
(They were delicious.)
Jude: Kate.
Kate: Eep…!
Jude: What’s with that dumb reaction, it’s like a kid’s who’s been caught red-handed.
Kate: I-It’s nothing.
Kate: Anyway, do you another task take for me?
Jude: Nah, I got somewhere to take ya. We’re takin’ the afternoon off, s’come with me.
(Oh?)
Kate: Then, is this a date maybe?
Jude: Dunno, but if that’s what ya wanna think, then it is.
Jude: But if ya love yer job so much, I can leave ya behin—
Kate: I’ll follow you anywhere!
Jude: Then let’s go. Ya got three minutes t’get ready.
I followed after Jude as he said, and eventually arrived somewhere unexpected……
(This is…..)
Several graves were lined up on a small hill bathed in soft sunlight.
Jude: My lil’ sister's grave’s here.
Jude stopped where his sister’s name was engraved.
It looks new compared to the other graves…..
Kate: Was it made recently?
Jude’s stare alone affirmed that it was.
Jude: When a person dies, that’s the end.
Jude: I thought makin’ a grave was just a self-satisfaction fer the livin’. ‘Sides, I didn’t have no remains.
Jude: That’s what I thought, but….
Jude sits down in front of the grave and speaks.
Jude: I couldn’t give her anythin’ she wanted.
Jude: Couldn’t give her a full belly, couldn’t give her a safe place t’sleep — or take her to the moon.
Jude: So, I thought it’d be at least nice to have a place to rest after death.
Jude: I’m a bit late though.
While Jude speaks - the past that will never return flickers in his narrowed eyes.
Jude is a deeply emotional man.
Could also be translated as “compassionate man,” but I opted for the other meaning of “emotional” since I felt it fit the context better.
Even the act of preparing a grave for his sister — must’ve been a struggle for him.
(…..I don’t want to sound like I what I’m talking about.)
(But still…)
Kate: It’s never too late to consider people’s feelings. I’m sure she’s happy.
Jude: Ya really like spewin’ niceties, huh?
Jude: Well, it ain’t sucha bad way to think.
Jude touches my hand with an exasperated smile.
Jude: There’s another reason why I built it, ya bird brain.
Jude: Kate, sit down.
Kate: ….? Sure.
As I sat down next to Jude, he placed his big hand on my head...
Jude: Oy, ya listenin’? This here’s my girl, Kate.
Kate: What are you…..
Jude didn’t bother to look at my surprised expression, rather he looked ahead and kept speaking.
Jude: This one here said the same thin’ as you did - Take me to the moon.
Jude: Ain’t she quite the cruel woman?
Jude: It’s pain, but a promise’s a promise. I’m takin’ everyone to the moon.
Kate: ………
Jude: So, look forward to it ‘n rest well.
For Jude, love is a curse.
We’re heartbroken when it’s lost, hateful when it’s stolen, and resentful when we are betrayed by it.
Even so, once it's been poured out, you can't resist it - it's the root of all evil.
Precisely because he knew what love was, Jude lived his life distancing himself from love itself.
(Love will always be a curse for Jude.)
But now the curse is no longer a thorn that hurts his heart.
Rather, he realizes that the curse may be an anchor for him to live.
I was incredibly happy about that fact, because that's what I've always hoped for.
Jude: Felt I had to tell the only family I had.
Jude: And what are ya cryin’ fer?
Kate: I-I’m not! It’s just your imagination, isn’t it?
Jude: Huuuh, s’yer red eyes are just my imagination?
Jude: Then my eyes must be goin’ to rot. Gotta have that quack check ‘em out.
Kate: Keep making fun of people like that and your sister’s going to scold you!
Jude: Yeah right, she’s on my side. Lookit ya comin’ outta nowhere ‘n actin’ important.
Kate: Hehe….what’s with that. Your so high-handed.
I straightened up and gazed at the grave where his sister rested.
We don’t have any remains or know where she truly rests, but I feel certain this will reach her.
(...I will definitely make Jude happy, no matter what.)
(So, please watch us.)
(And rest in peace.)
A gentle breeze blew, ruffling Jude's and my hair.
Kate: Let’s buy some flowers and come back here again.
Jude simply lowered his gaze and smiled once.
[Transitions to the Harbor]
Afterwards, I dragged Jude all around and had a big meal on the way home.
Jude: What’s the matter with yer belly. It’s real terrifyin’.
Kate: That’s a awful thing to say. Just who was the one who ate the leftover fatty pieces on your plate, Jude?
Jude: Nobody asked ya t’do that.
Jude: Someone got greedy ‘n gobbled it up on their own.
Kate: He’s got a comeback for everything I say.
As our banter went on…..
(Oh….)
I notice a full moon shining above us.
Jude noticed the same thing and suddenly stopped to look up.
Kate: Oh, right! Jude, I read something interesting in a book the other day.
Jude: What’s that?
Kate: It’s said that if you step on the surface of the moon, your footprints will remain for about 100 million years.
Jude snorted as I told him that with pride and confidence.
Jude: I know that.
Jude: There’s lots o’ theories, but it’s ’cause the moon has no atmosphere or water, yeah?
Jude: And it was first discovered by Galileo Galilei.
This line was very tricky to translate due to the usage of “それ” or (that/it). I have a detailed explanation at the bottom.
Kate: You’re….You’re right.
Jude: Thanks fer the lesson…..Professor.
I looked up at the moon again, keenly aware I’m no match to Jude’s wealth of knowledge.
Kate: Hey, Jude.
Kate: If we ever reach the moon, let's leave our footprints on it together.
Jude: Won’t even be able to tell who the footprints belong to.
Kate: Yeah, true…..
Kate: Oh, then how about writing your name on the moon? Like 'Jude Jazza landed on the moon.'
Jude: That’s as tacky as a pack o’ thugs graffitiin’ walls.
Kate: Huuhh…..Mmm, then—
While pondering various things to get Jude to agree, I was suddenly struck with an idea.
(That’s it!)
Kate: On second thought, maybe we don’t need to leave something behind.
Jude: That’s a complete turn-about from what’cha said earlier.
Kate: I changed my mind.
Kate: Because what’s important isn’t what we leave behind, it’s what we live and feel, right?
Jude didn’t want to leave a physical grave for his sister.
He just wanted to convey his feelings and connect with her.
Kate: So, to celebrate when we finally make it to the moon together….
Kate: Let’s kiss each other on the moon.
Jude: S’after tellin’ me to take ya to the moon, ya want me kissin’ ya on the moon? Yer an awfully demandin’ princess.
Kate: The more curses there are the more fun it is, isn’t?
Because these numerous curses will also firmly tether you to the world again.
Jude: Then, I’ll just curse ya right back.
Kate: What..….?
Jude’s fingers scoop up my hair and he places a kiss upon it……
Jude: Let’s kiss in bed when we get back from the moon.
Kate: Wh- Oh….WHAT?!
Jude: Whatta bird-brained reaction.
Kate: W-Well, that’s because you’re being way too honest and sweet, Jude…..
Jude: Oh, so that's why yer face’s all red? What naughty things were ya thinkin’?
Kate: It wasn’t naughty…..
Jude: Really?
Kate: …..I just thought….a kiss wouldn’t be enough…..
Jude: Fuaha! Ya really are a foolish ‘n naughty woman.
Kate: Hey, I’m sure you’ll want to do more than kiss too, Jude!
Jude: Yeah, yeah. Yer gettin’ riled up’s soooo cute. Do yer best at turnin’ me on, yeah?
Since then, our feelings for each other have deepened and I am doted on by my lover, Jude, every day.
—As if it could be that simple.
Kate: This is the contract, this is the quote, and this-
Kate: It feels like I have even more work to do……
Jude: Could just be yer imagination?
Kate: No, it’s definitely not my imagination. The volume is way more than before.
Jude looks at me with his arms crossed in front of the documents and smiles cruelly.
Jude: Ya ate my sweets like a sneak the other day, innit?
My heart skipped a beat when Jude called me out.
Jude: Was s’obvious. Yer sucha careless princess.
Kate: Don't tell me that's the reason for this workload?
Jude: If that’s what’cha wanna think, then sure. Can’t say fer sure though.
Kate: How rotten…! Harassing someone like that after the fact!
Jude: It ain’t harassment, it’s a treat.
Kate: How so?
Jude rests his chin on his hand at the desk, with a wicked expression.
Jude: Yer dyin’ fer my attention, aint’cha? Good, we can be together all the time now.
(This-This guy….!)
Even today, my lover isn’t easy to handle and is incredibly vindictive.
(But…..)
He’s incredibly vindictive, and will remember every single curse he’s made with me until the very end.
And in the depths of this darkness, I find myself loving him with all my heart.
Kate: …..I’ll get all the work done.
Kate: So, please be with me all the time.
(Jude.)
(Let’s curse each other, to the depths of hell.)
Fin.
It’s All Such a Hassle
I’ve always remembered what I read in that borin’ arse book.
“The total amount of happiness of people is equal.”
When I saw that, I thought to myself- Idiot. If that’s the case, then why’s my life so damn miserable.
You…….Ya thought I’d say, “Now that I met ya, I can believe these words,” yeah? I wouldn’t say such sweet rubbish, idiot. In fact, I've become even more skeptical since I met ya.
Crown fusses over carin’ fer ya so much day in ‘n day out, it’s annoyin’. On top of that, I gotta take ya to the moon. Geez, it’s nothin’ but a hassle. It’s all yer fault, Kate. But, I finally accepted it. Guess this’s just my life.
Even if that’s true, I don’t think it’s fair I carry the responsibility alone, do you?
—I’ll carry it Kate, ‘n you’ll carry it with me. You’ll probably just smile happily ‘n say, “Got it.”
Yer carefree face makes me wanna tease ya. When ya finished readin’ this….ya get what I’m sayin’ dont’cha?
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T/N (TLDR): I chose to translate the line using "it" rather than "that" because if Jude used the word "that," then he would've been crediting Galileo with the theory of there being no water or atmosphere present on the moon. Which according to my research, is incorrect because Galileo did believe there was a lunar atmosphere. Apparently, he later abandoned this theory, but he did not believe this at first.
Therefore, I chose to use "it" because it could then imply Jude was crediting him to discovering the moon as a separate fact. "It" being the moon itself as the subject of the sentence (though the kanji for the moon isn't specifically used).
There was one site stating that Galileo noted a lack of clouds and atmosphere on the moon, but when I reviewed a translated version of "Starry Messenger", his recorded observations, I didn't see that anywhere. Maybe I missed it? Who knows, but this is what I went with.
I don't know, maybe it's too much of a creative liberty, but oh well.
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: ̗̀⁍ MDNI. Brief Heavily Suggestive Scene?
We made love all night long—
When morning came and I woke up, Jude was still holding me in his arms.
(I’m so happy…...but something terrible happened.)
Our bodies were covered in bite marks, and both Jude and I were lying naked on the sofa in an indecent state.
(Ah, Jude’s still asleep.…)
I stare at his sleeping face so hard I could burn a hole in it.
I’m so glad to have him within my reach….
Just as I was about to gently place my lips to his sleeping face, I heard a voice from a distance.
(By the way, what time is it now?)
The clock on the wall shows it’s time when the employees arrive at work.
(Oh no, this is bad….!)
Kate: Jude, wake up!
Jude: …..Yer way bein’ way too loud fer this early in the mornin’, ya dumb bird.
Kate: It’s time to go to work! If anyone sees us like this…..
Kate: The employees think I’m the woman who just disappeared without giving any notice, right?
Kate: And yet, when I come back this is what happens……I’ll be a disgrace to society!
(I need to hurry and dress….and then greet everyone.)
Jude: Ya dropped everythin’ to come back, ‘n then were embraced by me all night.
Jude: It is a disgraceful thing t’do, so just tell ‘em that.
Kate: What are you saying…..Ah……
Jude sat up and mischievously toyed with my breasts.
Jude: Oh, yeah. I forgot to lock the door.
(You what….?)
Jude: Once they swing that door open wide open, they’ll be able to see everythin’..….like here ‘n here, yeah?
We were practically laying down and holding each other stark naked.
Meanwhile, with just a glance you could see all traces of love bites on our skin.
And then there was Jude massaging my breasts—
Kate: No….Jude, we can’t…..
Jude: Don’t get off from rubbin’ yer stiff nips on someone else’s fingers……Ya perv.
Kate: I am not…..Oh!
As he flicked the tip of my breast with his finger, my back arched on its own.
Theodore’s Voice: Oh no! It's locked! President? Are ya inside?
(…..!)
Hearing the rattling of the turning doorknob, I can’t get my body to listen as I’m unable to escape from Jude pleasuring me.
(I’m so done for….)
I gasp shallowly and turn pale, but…..
Theodore’s Voice: It won’t budge a bit.
The employees give up trying to get in and scatter throughout the office.
(It was…..locked?)
(That means—)
Kate: Y-You tricked me!
Jude: Like ya got room to talk.
Jude: That’s yer punishment fer leavin’ me outta the loop, ’n plottin’ to pull one over on me with Ellis.
Kate: You’re holding a grudge over something like?! You’re awful…!
Jude: Don’t wanna hear that from a girl who gets turned on by that awful guy….ain’t that right?
Kate: Ah….
Something hot sinks into my wet place.
Just as I was about to moan, Jude covered my mouth with his hand.
Jude: It ain’t proper sayin’ hello after such a long time with a moan….Haha, yer an ill-mannered princess.
Kate: Mmmph—
Keeping my mouth covered, he relentlessly attacked me.
I knew this deep inside, but maybe I’d devoted my life to a terrible man.
And then….
I was once more the Fairytale Keeper, typing up a report for the Queen, detailing the events that transpired up to this point.
— “These are the sins of Jude Jazza, that I’ve witnessed as a Fairytale Keeper.”
Victor: …..Yes, thank you, Kate. It’s very well written.
Victor: Particularly, this special note. I can easily imagine what all you and Jude have been through this month.
I included all of the facts in the report.
However, I felt that this alone would not be enough to convey the whole message.
Hence, I came up with this as a last resort, since neither sin, evil, nor truth are as clear-cut as black and white.
While watching Victor review the report, a memory came back to me.
Kate: Victor, you once said that you don't know of anyone who has escaped a tragic end.
Victor: Yes, I remember.
Kate: The tragic ends of cursed ones may be an inevitable fate. But….
Kate: I've recently come to believe that a tragic end isn't necessarily an unhappy one.
Victor: A tragic end isn't necessarily an unhappy one...?
Kate: Yes. It looks like I’m going to hell together with Jude……
I picture his cruel smile in my mind.
Kate: So, I’m very happy now.
Victor: ………..
Victor: PFFT, AHAHA! I see you’ve found your own freedom in this darkness.
Victor smiled, looking the happiest I’d ever seen him.
Victor: Oh my, it’s getting late. That’s right, I heard you have some business to tend to with Jude tonight?
Kate: Oh no! If I’m late, I’ll be bullied!
Victor: Be bullied?!
Victor: Kate, if you ever get sick of Jude bullying you, tell me right away!
Kate: Hehe, thanks Victor! Well, I’m off!
[Transitions to Neutral POV]
Victor narrowed his eyes as he watched her walk away.
Victor: …..We are cursed with curses, and you’ve grown accustomed to curses.
Victor: Curse each other to your heart’s content, until the end of your days, my darlings.
Lit. “my beloved children” is what Victor says, but I like "my darlings" better.
[Transitions to Vogel Chambers]
—There was another staring out the window, watching Kate run through the garden to Jude.
Nica: And so, the princess awakens from her hundred year slumber, and races towards the fairy.
Nica: And then she placed a curse on him. —But was it a curse or love for him?
Nica: That’s something only the princess and the thirteenth fairy knew.
Nica twisted his lips and lowered his focus to the palm of his hand.
Nica: The curse that clings to my body— Is it a blessing or misfortune?
Nica’s question will likely be translated differently. “Blessing or misfortune” aren’t incorrect, but it could be rendered as, “happiness or unhappiness,” or other ways. Still, this sounded smoother to me, so I chose to translate it this way.
Nica: I will become the happiest man alive. .…..Without fail.
[Transitions to the Lab]
Ellis, Jude, and the researchers who are employed by Jude were gathered at the laboratory.
In front of them are scattered parts of a rocket still under development.
Researcher: There’s still work to be done on balancing the air pressure control and oxygen supply.
Jude: I know. I’ll keep investin’, so you just keep researchin’.
When Jude tapped the researcher on the shoulder, the researcher timidly pushed up his round glasses.
Researcher: Uh, I've always wanted to ask you, President....Why the moon?
Jude: Whaddya mean?
Researcher: Well, even if we could reach the moon, it would be difficult for humans to live there.
Researcher: And we don't know if there are any resources on the moon that could be turned into profits.
Researcher: So, I’m curios as to why you would invest so much in a project riddled with so much uncertainty.
Researcher: Oh, well….I mean, as a researcher I am grateful for it.
Jude looked down at the blueprints spread out on the desk and a small smile appeared on his face.
Jude: I wonder, dunno myself anymore.
Jude: But…….
Jude: There’s a couple o’ people who’ll be whinin’ about me not keepin’ promises ‘n defaultin’ on contracts……
Ellis: …………
The researcher gently smiled, realizing that this study wasn’t his alone.
Researcher: It may seem like an absurd dream right now, but this research will definitely become the foundation for the technology to reach the moon.
Researcher: Maybe in the distant future, mankind will set foot on the moon!
Jude: Hah? Whaddaya mean “distant future”? I ain’t givin’ up on this, ya idiot.
Jude: I’ll do whatever it takes, even increase the staff, to research ‘n produce results.
Researcher: Y-Yes, sir! Understood.
Ellis: If you ever feel something is unreasonable, please feel free to speak with me.
Jude: You— Yer always right quick t’make yerself more likable, not that I care.
Jude: Well, I’m off.
Ellis: Oh, where are you going?
Jude: —To put a curse on a Princess.
[Transitions to Jude’s office - Kate’s POV]
Tonight, I changed into a dress to judge a certain crime with Jude.
The crime committed was unauthorized use of Raven Ltd’s distribution channels by a business who sells illicit drugs.
They plan to pin the blame on Raven Ltd, once it comes to the attention of the police.
We’ll be going undercover at a party these people will attend, I as a noblewoman and Jude as my escort. And the moment we collect enough evidence - we’ll condemn them.
Jude: So, the layout o' the mansion—
Kate: Hmm….I have it memorized.
While sitting on the CEO’s desk, reviewing the mission, my body is steeped in caresses.
Ever since we became lovers, Jude has been touching me on a whim like this.
I feel that we often indulge in intimate moments like this, especially before we head off on a particularly dangerous mission.
Each time, he teases me up to a certain point and after the mission is finished, he’ll make love to me with all his strength.
It’s so intense it’s like he’s saying, “Ya did well fer not dyin’,” or “Here’s your reward”—
Kate: And we have the complete profile of the likely main suspect.
Jude: Hmm, yer real motivated.
Kate: Of course I am.
Kate: I can finally stand shoulder to shoulder with you, and see things as you do.
Ever since then, Jude’s never pushed me away.
When I told him how incredibly happy that made me, he called me a bonafide masochistic pervert.
Jude: Do good ‘n I’ll live up to yer expectations ‘n bully ya all ya want.
Kate: Oh, I’m going to give it my all, so please reward me a lot.
Jude: You’ve gotten right good at beggin’. ……Fine, I promise.
Kate: Mmn.
Just as I sense his sadistic smile approaching, his hot tongue shoves itself into my mouth.
As my body shivered from the forceful kiss, I suddenly noticed a bright light pouring in from outside the window.
The thin clouds cleared, revealing a flawless full moon.
Kate: Oh….look, Jude….It’s a full moon.
Jude looks up at the moon behind him.
Jude: Moon’s so large it’s creepy.
At that moment, I suddenly wanted to ask….
Kate: Jude, do you like the moon?
Kate: I happen to like the moon.
Jude: ‘Cause it lights the way up at night, innit? Was such a simple reason, I remembered it.
Delighted that he remembers why, I can’t help but smile softly.
Kate: That’s right. And now, I have another reason to like it.
Kate: Each time I look up at the moon, I’ll remember the promise we made.
— Take me to the moon.
Jude: Whadda weird way t’live, repeatedly recallin’ a promise that might not come true.
Kate: It’s fine, weird’s just fine!
Jude: ……I don’t like it.
Jude: Look up ‘n it’s there.
Jude: It’s so stupidly bright, I can’t forget it even if I wanna.
Jude's response is no different from the last time I heard it, but his expression softened a little, and I can't help but feel joyful.
It was as if Jude was saying that he would never forget his promise to me.
Kate: Don't forget that until you die, even in the bottom of hell.
Jude: …..Can’t forget even if I wanted to, I hate how good my memory is.
I couldn’t restrain my smile and Jude frowned in a sulky mood.
(….Oh, you’re beautiful. So, so beautiful.)
Jude looks so dazzling in the moonlight that it captivates me.
He is ruthless, merciless, arrogant, intolerant, and a bastard- and the person I love the most.
When I think of you, I feel like I can fly to the moon, and I will never find a love like that again.
Kate: Jude. I like you…… I love you.
Touching Jude's cheek, I convey all of my feelings that are springing up within me.
Kate: What about you, Jude?
Jude: …..Y’know I don’t like that, s’yer askin’ on purpose, aint’cha?
Kate: Hmmm, is that what you think?
Jude: Yer sucha cheeky girl. Kate….
Kate: Ah…..
Jude's fingers tangled into my long hair.
The eyes in front of me were glowing like they had absorbed the moonlight.
Jude: Y’remember the curse I put on ya, yeah?
Kate: …..Mmn….Hmm….
His lips draw close, stealing my breath, and then pull away.
Jude: What, ya forgot? How cruel…..
Kate: No I….Mmph….
Although I was at the mercy of his kiss, I gradually regain my clarity and when I leaned in closer to beg for more, Jude teased me by stopping his lips just before they touched.
Jude: Then I’ll tell ya again.
Jude: I ain’t ever gonna make ya unhappy, ‘n I ain’t ever gonna let ya leave.
Jude: That’s the price you’ll pay fer cursin’ me.
These exquisite words of love are a curse that burns my heart to the point of madness.
(I will never make you unhappy either.)
(And I won’t let you leave me.)
After my hundred year slumber, I chased after the fairy, and placed a curse on him.
Kate: …..That’s all I want.
Kate: So, let’s curse each other all the way to the depths of hell.
Jude: I'll show ya heaven till we’re both rottin’ in hell.
Only the moon watched us as we cursed each other.
—As if waiting for the day when we would reach the moon.
HIS SIDE STORY: "The woman I want to curse"
Tonight, Kate is wearing a dress to judge a certain crime—
The ones guilty are a business that used Raven's distribution channels without authorization, sold illegal drugs, attracted the attention of the police, and now is trying to pin the blame all on us.
(Kate’ll go undercover at the party they’re attendin’ as a noble lady, ‘n I’ll be her escort.)
And once we’ve obtained evidence, they’ll be condemned.
Jude: So, the layout of the mansion—
Kate: Hmm….I have it memorized.
I sit Kate on the desk of my office and review her duties while teasing her skin.
Although it wasn’t specifically arranged, I’d often touch Kate before setting off for dangerous missions.
Each time, I’d tease her up to a certain point, and once the mission was complete, I’d make love to her with all my strength.
Kate: And we have the complete profile of the likely main suspect.
Jude: Hmm, yer real motivated.
Kate: Of course I am.
Kate: I can finally stand shoulder to shoulder with you, and see things as you do.
Kate smiled with a faint color on her cheeks.
In these ordinary moments, I feel a strong emotion stirring in my heart.
(I’ll never let ya die.)
Therefore, I tease Kate’s skin halfway like this.
Jude: Do well, ‘n I’ll live up to her expectations ‘n bully ya all ya want
Kate: Oh, I’m going to give it my all, so please reward me a lot.
Jude: You’ve gotten right good at beggin’. ……Fine, I promise.
Kate: Mmn.
(So that I can touch ya like this again, as promised.)
(I’ll never breathe a word about that to Kate though.)
I shove my hot tongue into Kate and kiss her forcefully.
As Kate’s breathing became ragged, her eyes were suddenly drawn to the outside of the window.….
Kate: Oh….look, Jude….It’s a full moon.
When I looked up, the thin clouds had cleared, revealing a flawless full moon.
I couldn't help but squint my eyes at the brilliant light that was spilling out.
Jude: Moon’s so large it’s creepy.
As I was looking up at the moon, Kate suddenly mumbled.
Kate: Jude, do you like the moon?
Kate: I happen to like the moon.
(That….)
[Flashback]
Kate: Jude, do you like the moon?
Jude: Dunno.
Kate: Well, I like the moon. It lights up the way at night.
[Flashback Ends]
The words we exchanged while looking up at the moon when we first met return to me vividly.
Jude: ‘Cause it lights the way up at night, right? Was such a simple reason, I remembered it.
Kate: That’s right. And now, I have another reason to like it.
Kate’s eyes take on a soft, loving look.
Kate: Each time I look up at the moon, I’ll remember the promise we made.
Take me to the moon.
The second Kate told me that, it was seared into my mind.
Every time I look up at the moon, I am reminded of the promise we made.
Jude: Whadda weird way t’live, repeatedly recallin’ a promise that might not come true.
Kate: It’s fine, weird’s just fine!
Jude: ……I don’t like it.
Jude: Look up ‘n it’s there.
Jude: It’s so stupidly bright, I can’t forget it even if I wanna.
Although the reply was exactly the same as before, the meaning had completely changed.
That seems to have been conveyed Kate…….
Kate: Don't forget that until you die, even in the bottom of hell.
Jude: …..Can’t forget even if I wanted to, I hate how good my memory is.
Kate giggled, so I deliberately frowned in displeasure.
The moon shining in through the window illuminates Kate as she smiles, softly outlining her figure.
(…..Ah, how beautiful.)
(It’s like Kate’s the moon in the sky.)
Some may say that the transient, waning moon and Kate are different.
But for me, Kate is the moon that I have been reaching out and yearning for.
As I was thinking things that were unlike me, Kate’s fingers touch my face….
Kate: Jude. I like you…… I love you.
Kate: What about you, Jude?
Jude: …..Y’know I don’t like that, s’yer askin’ on purpose, aint’cha?
Kate: Hmmm, is that what you think?
(…..Geez.)
Jude: Yer sucha cheeky girl. Kate….
Kate: Ah…..
I tangled Kate’s long hair with my fingertips.
Kate’s eyes glowed as if they had absorbed moonlight.
Jude: Y’remember the curse I put on ya, yeah?
Kate: …..Mmn….Hmm….
My lips draw close, steal her breath and then pull away.
Jude: What, ya forgot? How cruel…..
Kate: No I….Hmn….
Jude: Then I’ll tell ya again.
(….Kate.)
Jude: I ain’t ever gonna make ya unhappy, ‘n I ain’t ever gonna let ya leave.
Jude: That’s the price you’ll pay fer cursin’ me.
(That’s the price of being loved by me.)
(Kate, I think I’m more in love with ya than you are with me.)
(I can’t find a woman like her anywhere, so I’ll curse her fer the rest of my life.)
The princess awoke from her hundred year slumber, chased after the fairy and placed a curse upon him.
An exquisite curse.
Kate: …..That’s all I want.
Kate: So, let’s curse each other all the way to the depths of hell.
Jude: I'll show ya heaven till we’re both rottin’ in hell.
Only the moon watched us as we cursed each other.
—As if waiting for the day when we would reach the moon.
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Chapter 1
My boyfriend, Harrison Gray, is a cursed, lying fox.
Because he can see through lies, any secret or surprise gets found out right away.
Even so, every year on his birthday, I want try to surprise him somehow.
I thought about it for a whole month, and finally, it hit me.
If he’s going to find out anyway, I just won’t hide it.
Kate: Happy birthday, Harry! Here, your present!
Harrison: …Again?
I called out to Harry from behind as he was walking down the hallway and held out the present I’d been carrying.
He gave a small sigh, smiling awkwardly, clearly a little embarrassed.
Harrison: I’ve told you a hundred times, my birthday’s not until later. You know that, right?
Kate: Of course I do. There’s no way I’d forget my boyfriend’s birthday.
Harrison: This is the third present I’ve gotten from you, you know…
Seeing me beaming at him, Harry let out a sigh as if to say “good grief,” but… he looked kind of happy.
After getting the idea of not hiding it, I’d been giving him presents non-stop for about a week now.
It started with small sweets, then the book he’d been wanting, and even new clothes…
Every time we met, I handed him another gift.
And every time, Harry would look puzzled, but still thank me all the same.
Harrison: Thanks… So, what exactly are you plotting this year?
His mint-colored eyes locked onto mine, trying to read my true intentions.
But this year, I don’t have a single thing to hide.
Kate: I just thought I’d keep giving you presents until I’m satisfied.
Harrison: Huh?
He looked at me in surprise, clearly caught off guard.
I gently tapped the ribbon on the present and smiled.
Kate: I just thought… I’d try putting my feelings for you into something tangible.
When I walk through town, I always catch sight of things he might like.
I stop in front of clothes that would suit him.
There’s so much I want to talk to him about—he’s become a part of my everyday life in so many little ways.
So I came up with a plan to show him how much he means to me: keep showering him with presents until his actual birthday.
Harry let out a soft laugh, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and gently patted my head.
Harrison: I have no idea how you ended up with that plan, but… you seem to be enjoying yourself, so I’ll let it slide.
(I’m sure he already knows how I feel, even without all this.)
Even so, every time I hand him a gift, he smiles with that slightly embarrassed look I love.
I wanted to see more of that face so I even asked Crown for help.
Kate: Today’s present is from Liam!
Three days before his birthday, I visited Harry’s room and handed him a gift Liam had entrusted to me.
He sat on the bed, staring intently at the board game he’d just unwrapped.
Harrison: ‘Happy birthday! You said this looked fun the other day, so I got it for you. Try playing it together!’
He read the message card from Liam out loud, a soft smile forming on his face.
Harrison: Well, he did say we should play… might as well give it a try.
Kate: Okay!
The board game Liam bought was simple: roll the dice, move your piece, and race to the goal.
There were also cards you could use to interfere with your opponent.
So while it was mostly luck-based, it had just enough strategy to get competitive.
But...
(I lost again…!)
No matter how many times we played, Harry’s clever use of interference cards kept me losing every single match.
Kate: How did I lose to someone who kept rolling ones...?
Harrison: Even with worse luck than you, I used the sabotage cards way better.
He smirked triumphantly, waving one of the interference cards between his fingers.
Kate: Actually… I was with Liam when he bought the game. We talked about it.
Kate: We thought maybe with this game, we could finally beat you.
Harrison: Hmm...
He suddenly set the cards aside, reached out, and gently lifted my chin to make me look up at him.
Harrison: I heard you and Liam went out together. I get that you wanted it to be a surprise.
Harrison: But I don’t like being the only one left out…
Kate: Mm—
He bit my lip softly, teasingly, and smirked.
Harrison: Punishment.
With a chuckle, he pulled me down with him onto the bed.
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: ̗̀⁍ CW: Awkwardly translated smut.
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Jude: The only reason I’m confrontin’ ya gits so civil-like, is ‘cause of that girl.
Jude: But if I leave ya sods be, ya might do somethin’ bad to Kate one day.
Jude: So, I won’t be able t’sleep at night, ‘less I expose ‘n torture each one of ya face to face.
Ex-Pricy Counsellor: You're very obsessed with her, and there's no guarantee that she's even alive now.
Jude: She ain’t dead.
Jude: She made me a promise.
(Oh….)
[Flashback]
Kate: Jude…..I promise you.
Kate: I will never die before you.
[Flashback Ends]
Jude: She knows what’ll happen if she breaks her contract.
Jude: And also…..
His amethyst eyes contort cruelly.
Jude: I won’t let ya kill her—
Kate: ….Mm!
My heart drummed and as I covered my mouth with my hand.
Jude: She ain’t a woman fer lil’ shites like ya to lay yer hands on. I’ll kick yer arses, idiots….!
Jude became enraged, grabbing and kicking each of the men one by one.
Jude: Die, trash!
The area immediately turned into chaos as blood splattered everywhere and the men's faces twist in pain, with only Jude smiling in the midst of this cycle of revenge and resentment.
(….I see now, I was mistaken.)
I thought he was planning to give up everything and jump into another unending cycle of revenge.
(….But, I was wrong.)
(Jude was just trying to protect me.)
Jude: Lookit ya scamperin’ away, ya haven’t had ‘nough fun yet, have ya?
He remains ruthless, merciless, arrogant, intolerant, and not to mention - a bastard.
(But still….)
Watching Jude as he carries the moonlight on his back and smiles sadistically, I can’t help but smile.
(Ohhh... I love you so much.)
My mind and body - everything about me is screaming.
(So, I won’t give up living with you.)
Ex-Privy Counsellor: You’re the one who’s going to die….you supernatural monster!
Jude: …….Tch.
A gun was pointed at Jude—
BANG!!
Jude: …….!
His amethyst eyes look backward and caught sight of me shooting the man who was aiming at Jude in the shoulder.
Jude: …….It’s you.
Kate: It’s been a while, Jude….I’m back now.
I’m curious as to how long we stared at each other, and then Jude’s lips curved as if he had caught on to everything.
Jude: ……Heh.
Jude: Is that right?
Jude: Ellis. Just how far will he go teasin’ people—
Kate: Ellis was simply helping me out with my plan.
Kate: …..You know, we’ve had a conversation like this before.
(But it’s different from back then.)
There isn’t a shred of hesitation in my heart anymore.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: O-Oy! Just who the hell are you messing with!
Jude & Kate: Y’shuddup! • Please shut up!
Ex-Privy Counsellor: What did you say?!
Kate: Jude, there's something I want to talk to you about.
Kate: So, let’s wrap this up quickly.
Turning his attention to the remaining former Privy Council members, Jude twisted his lips in amusement.
Jude: Tch, keep chit-chattin’ like that ‘n ya might die.
Kate: The same goes for you, Jude.
He and I stood back to back like we had planned it out, and the sounds of the brawl that had begun were gradually drowned in silence.…
Next thing I knew, all the former Privy Counsellors were unconscious on the ground.
Jude and I split up the work, and by the time we tied the men up and put them into the warehouse, we were both out of breath.
Kate: Haa, haaa….Hehe, thanks for your hard work.
Jude: ……….Ha.
We lay on the ground together and look up at the night sky.
Jude: Those letters sent to Raven Ltd.
Kate: I wrote them, because I needed to make you believe I was staying somewhere far away.
Kate: Otherwise, you would’ve just pushed me away again.
Jude: ……So why’d ya go so far to come back?
Kate: To be your back you up as you faced-off with the privy council all alone, and…..to remind you that I didn’t receive any compensation for fulfilling the terms of the contract.
That was when we first met…..
[Flashback]
Kate: By the time I finish being the fairytale keeper, I will find something to like about you.
Jude: Hah?
Kate: I can’t find anything at the moment….but I don’t think it’s bad to be liked without gaining anything from it.
Jude: ………..
Kate: I promise you.
Jude: ….How stupid. Are ya insane?
Jude: If ya find anythin’ to like ‘bout me, I’ll listen to any one thing ya say.
[Flashback Ends]
After a little tit for tat, I had made that promise to him.
Kate: Jude, I've discovered exactly what I like about you.
Kate: So, please listen to everything I have to say.
Jude: ……I gotta bad feelin’ about this.
Kate: Yeah, when you hear it, you may just pop a blood vessel.
The moon shines pale blue directly above us.
Jude had said before that love was a curse.
We’re heartbroken when it’s lost, hateful when it’s stolen, and resentful when we are betrayed by it.
Even so, once it's been poured out, you can't resist it - it's the root of all evil.
That's what love means to Jude.
Therefore, showering him with my love is both selfish and egoistical on my part.
(My love and affection isn’t kind to Jude.)
(Nevertheless….)
I want him to always shout at the moon no matter how cruel this world is; no matter how festered and worn out he is in this world.
Despite all of that…..I want you to live.
So, what I'm about to say aren't kind words of love.
Rather, these words are a curse to bind you to this world.
Even if this act is unkind, even if it’s distorted, and even if it’s evil—
(—I curse you.)
Kate: Jude.
Jude: What is it?
Kate: Please be sure to fulfill the request I’m about to make.
I look at Jude lying next to me.
Kate: Take me to the moon.
Jude: ………..
He seemed taken back for a moment, but then laughed dryly.
Jude: Haha…..
Jude: D’ya understand what yer sayin’?
Kate: Yes, I do. I understand, and that’s why I threw away everything before telling you this.
Jude: …..Hah?
Kate: While you thought I was enjoying a holiday, I was actually busy doing all sorts of things.
Kate: I moved out of the flat I used to live in, and submitted my letter of resignation to my work.
Kate: And after all that, I completed this formality.
I showed Jude the “Fairytale Keeper Letter of Extension,” that I’d kept carefully in my garter belt.
It’s a document indicating that I will continue as a Fairytale Keeper, with consent from all of the Crown members, less Jude.
Jude: Those guys……
Kate: I’ll never leave your side again.
Jude: Yer such a stubborn woman it’s flat out shockin’.
Kate: By the way, I’ve already reported everything that would happen tonight to Victor.
Jude: ………..
(Yeah, there's no way he wouldn't be angry after all that.)
Bracing myself, I waited following angry shouts and words, but…..
Jude: …..Pfft.
Contrary to my own expectations, a soft smile dropped instead—
Jude: ……Geez.
Jude: I’m the one who underestimated yer willingness to call it quits, so it’s my fault fer gettin’ duped.
Jude: Hey, Kate.
Jude’s gaze is tinged with gentleness.
Jude: Yer really……hopeless, ya know that?
Kate: ……Mm.
Just seeing myself reflected in his eyes made my heart feel full.
With emotions bubbling up inside me, I touched Jude's hand that was stretched out on the ground.
He stares at out interlocked hands, not attempting to shake free.
Kate: Jude, let me tell you this again.
Kate: I love your kindness in trying to keep me from death, and your incomprehensible love in trying to protect me from a distance is so endearing.
Kate: But….I’m not content with just that.
Jude: ………
Kate: I want to live my life with you, and look up at the moon together like this.
I hold onto Jude's hand tightly so it doesn’t separate from mine, but I won’t be able to hold his hand like this forever.
Which is why I’ll use my gaze and my words, to convey everything in my heart.
Kate: I want to curse you….until I die.
Jude: ………..
Jude: Nah.
Kate: ……
Jude: Whaddya mean till ya die. That ain’t funny.
Jude: Can’t ya at least say somethin’ like, “to the bottom o’ hell”?
Kate: That’s…..
As my eyes widen with surprise, Jude reached out and pulled my head towards him.
His gorgeous amethyst eyes were staring at me, our noses almost touching.
Jude: Then it’s a deal, Kate. Let’s curse each other to the bottom o’ hell.
No personal pronouns are used, so I opted to translate it as “let’s curse each other.”
I’m speechless. Not a single word will come out.
Jude smiles as my eyes grew wider.
Jude: But remember one thin’, Princess....My 'promises' don’t come cheap.
Jude: If ya break yer promise, I’ll show ya a hell that’ll make ya think ya were better off dead.
That's what I was told when we first met.
So, I will say the same thing I did that day.
Kate: I don't think it's so bad to be loved without gaining anything from it.
In chapter one, Kate uses “suku”, but here she is now using “Ai.” Hence, the change from “liked” to “loved.”
Jude: Pff, you said it yourself.
Jude: Then I’ll let me love ya.
Again, no personal pronouns are use, so this may also be rendered as “I’ll let ya love me.”
Jude suddenly kisses me on the lips.
(……Mm?!)
Jude: What kinda face is that. It’s messy, pathetic ‘n cute.
Jude: Makes me wanna hold ya.
(Huh….? Just now….)
The words that shook my eardrums contained an unfamiliar sweetness….
Kate: Jude, what did you just say?
Jude: ….C’mon, follow me.
The smile on his face said, “I’ll only say it once.”
Once in a Blue Moon
Alone in the silence of the president's office, only the sound of our two heartbeats echoed—
Forced to sit on the desk, I received such intense kisses that I could hardly breathe.
Kate: …Mm…Mmnh….Jude, here….?
The thin ribbon behind my neck was untied, and Jude lifts an eyebrow when I push back his chest.
Jude: What, yer not happy? Well, if that's the case, why don't we go back to the castle...?
Kate: Ah….
He smiled suggestively and pulled my corset down all in one go.
The corset tightened around my lower chest, jutting my bare breasts out invitingly to Jude, making me look even more indecent.
Just as I gasped in shame, a finger flicked the tip of my breast, causing the bud to harden from the sweet stimulation.
Kate: Oh.….here’s fine.….
Jude: Ya said it the wrong way. Ya should’ve said, “I like it here.”
Jude: Gettin’ off on bein’ teased in places like this…...Look at ya, bein’ so lustful.
His fingers squish my nipples, and twists them up into lascivious shapes.
Kate: ……Wait…..Jude.
A sweet tingling sensation runs down my spine and my body trembles uncontrollably.
(Before I fall body and soul to Jude….)
Kate: Jude, what do you think of me?
Earlier, Jude and I made a promise to love each other all the way to the depths of hell.
However, I haven’t heard him say, "I like you" or "I love you," yet.
Kate: I want to hear it in your own words, Jude. Then I.…..
Jude: Are ya sayin’ then ya can fall to hell in peace?
Jude pinches the tip of my breast so hard it hurts.
Kate: Haa…..Ohhh.
A dirty moan echoes throughout the room.
Jude: Words like “I like ya” or “I love ya,” can be rattled off s’easily.
Jude: Are ya the kinda woman who places value in somethin’ like that, princess?
Jude: If so, I can say as many superficial things as ya want? Ya know I’m skilled at lip-service.
His provocative stare makes my heart pound.
He’s an awful man who throws a testing look at me even at a time like this.
(But I already know….that if I hesitate, I can stay next to this man.)
Kate: I don’t need anything superficial. Just give me your heart, Jude.
Jude: Haha…..
When I pressed my lips against his and our tongues entangled, Jude narrowed his sadistic eyes and a gleam of pleasure shone from their depths.
Kate: Kyaah…..!
The next moment, my body was pinned to the desk.
Jude: Yer not knowin’ when to quit, ’n yer brazenness ain’t so bad.
Jude: …..Now since ya heard it yerself, be sure to get that through yer skull.
Soft lips press against the entrance of my ear.
Jude: Kate, yer my woman. So….
Jude: I’ll never make ya unhappy, ‘n I’ll never let ya leave.
Jude: …..That’s the price to pay fer ya puttin’ a curse on me.
A deep voice pours out as if branding my mind with words of affection so violent they left me breathless.
Still, to me they were more exquisite than any expression of love.
Jude: …….Say somethin’.
(The words I have been longing for from Jude…...)
I could only look up at him, like the moon floating at the highest point in the sky.
His voice vibrated within my ears, sending ripples of pleasure not only through my body, but also deep in my heart.
Kate: Jude, please don’t let me go. Just being with you makes any hellish place feel like heaven to me.
This is the payback for Jude bestowing a curse on me.
Jude: Haha... Yer happiness is so cheap.
Kate: It's not cheap at all. Rather, it's like I finally got my hands on the most brilliant jewel in the world.
Jude: Sucha idiot. Even that analogy of yers is lousy.
Kate: Hehe, I thought you’d say that.
Jude: Really?
Our smiling gazes intertwine and kiss each other at the same time.
After that, I gave my naked body up to Jude, like I was offering everything up to him—
Kate: Mnmmh…Ohh….!
Jude's heat thrusts into the deepest part of me and while his hips rock wildly, he bites down on the peak of my breast.
Kate: —Oh.
Jude: So, feelin’ pain’s what gets ya off, does it?
Jude: Oh my, how shameless of ya to get this wet.
His teasing voice caused a wave of pleasure to rise from deep inside my stomach.
Why does it feel so good to be pinched or bitten so hard there?
(While still inside of me, he’s played with my nipples until they tingled, and I’ve lost reason countless times.…...)
All I can do is tremble as the sensation of heat invades my insides.….
Kate: Ahh, haa…no, Jude….
My bare skin is littered with with a myriad of bite marks on the neck, collarbone, and upper chest.
It’s a pitiful sight, but I wanted more of Jude’s marks.
Jude: Ya like it when I torment ya, dont’cha?
Jude: Lookit yer erotic face ‘n arched back, yer a bonafide masochist.
With my hands pinned to the desk, unable to move, Jude aimed for my sensitive spots.
He bit hard into the base of my perked breast, letting a warped heat sink in.
Kate: AHHNN!
It hurts, but it feels so good.
My body having experienced pleasure for the first time, was no longer able to control itself.
My eyes watered from bliss, and my quivering back arched as I clenched down him.
Jude: I’m soaked. My clothes just got all wet.
Kate: I-I’m sorry….Mmhn, oh Jude, stop….it’s too deep……Ahn!
Jude: If I don’t stop it up, it’ll gush out ‘n I won’t be able t’do anythin’. So be grateful that I’m pluggin’ it up fer ya.
Despite that, it’s like my sense of pleasure has been destroyed, and I shamelessly keep flooding out.
Jude: It’d feel amazin’ if I poured mine inside ya, ‘n mixed it all together wouldn’t it?
Kate: ……Haa.
Jude's hands trailed down to my belly, making me feel a tingling sensation deep inside.
His fingers that were lathered with nectar pinched hard on the sensitive spot at my entrance.
Kate: AHN!
Honey spills from the crack between our joined bodies…..
Jude swirled his hips slowly while teasing the tip of my slit with soaked fingers.
Kate: Jude, it feels so good….being tortured….in so many places at once.
Jude: Beg me more, Kate.
Jude: Want me…..more.
Jude’s breathing became ragged as he covered my lips, and his heat grew larger, prying open my insides even deeper.
Listening to him breathing into my ear, I fell into his heat—
[Main Story Master List] [Mad Love Chapter 25 + His Side Story]
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Kate: Ellis, I’ve got a favor to ask.
Kate: Would you lie with me?
Ellis: ………
Ellis’ eyes briefly widen in shock, but gradually they begin to brim with curiosity.
Ellis: Sure, what kind of lie?
Kate: The kind of lie that’ll shock Jude.
[Transitions to Kate’s lodging room]
Leaving Ellis behind to wait, I returned to my room at the inn and began packing my luggage.
I plan to explain to the innkeeper and her husband who helped me, that Ellis is my ”butler who has come to collect me.”
(I thought it would take longer to clean up since I've been here for so long.)
But the only luggage I had was the suitcase and the pocket watch Jude left behind.
(That’s all.)
I sort of laughed as I stared at my luggage sitting there alone in the room.
I thought that I had lived a not-so-short life, and had acquired many important things.
But…..maybe the things that are truly important to me don’t even fit into this one suitcase.
My gaze swiftly shifts out the window.
The surface of the sea glistened and reflected the moonlight diffusely.
If there’s a turning point in my fate—
This is clearly it.
(Let’s move forward guided by the moon.)
I’m positive that tonight’s moon will lead me to my destiny.
Kate: ……Let’s do it.
With only my suitcase and my pocket watch, I turned my back on the beautiful, glistening scenery.
[Transitions to Raven Ltd. - Neutral POV]
Some days later, Ellis parted from Kate and returned to Raven Ltd.
Ellis: I’m back, Jude.
Jude: Yer late as hell. Leave ya be ‘n yer loafin’ around.
Jude: ……So?
Ellis: ………So?
Jude: …..Tch.
When Jude raised an eyebrow, Ellis clapped his hands.
Ellis: Ohh, you mean Kate.
Ellis: I kept an eye on her, and she’s still staying in that town.
Ellis: But it looks like she’s bored because there’s nothing to do there, so she’s going on a trip with the innkeeper for a while.
Jude: …..Just her ‘n the innkeeper?
Ellis: It only seems like it’s just those two, but there’s really three of them.
Ellis: The guard you told me to hire is also with Kate, to protect her without her knowing about it.
Ellis: He’ll send routine letters to update you about her well-being.
Ellis: Of course, the letters will be sent to Raven Ltd.
Ellis: —So, here you go.
After reiterating the terms Jude had stipulated, Ellis handed over a letter.
Ellis: The first one’s arrived.
Jude: That was very fast.
Ellis: He’s a very good guard.
When Jude opens the letter, he finds a cheerful message inside which is completely different from what the unpolished handwriting suggests.….
Kate is currently traveling by train to a town thirty minutes north from that seaside town. Today she ate three ice creams, and then did some sightseeing around the town.
There’s no sign of suspicious people around. That concludes the report.
Jude: What, three ice creams. I don’t need that kinda intel.
Ellis: I’m glad she’s having fun.
Jude: Don’t give a lick if she’s havin’ fun or not.
Jude: I only hired him to t’keep her safe.
Ellis: Hmm, I see.
Jude gruffly puts the letter back into the envelope and tosses it onto the desk.
Ellis: Hey, Jude.
Jude: What is it?
Ellis: Are you going to keep on protecting Kate?
Ellis: For a lifetime separated from her, not even meeting her?
Jude: Gotta problem with that?
Ellis: Not really. If that’s what you’ve decided to do, then go for it.
Ellis walked towards the exit wearing his usual smile, but then abruptly stopped in front of the door and turned around—
Ellis: Jude. How happy are you right now?
Jude's amethyst eyes broadened for a moment.
Jude: I dunno, idiot.
From that point on, every few days, Jude would receive a letter from the bodyguard Ellis had hired—
Jude: ……So, how’s the princess doing this time?
Alone in the president’s office, Jude cuts open the letter.
Kate, is currently traveling to a town 30 minutes further north by train. Today, she was stuffing her cheeks with a steak bigger than her face, and looked extremely happy.
There’s so sign of suspicious people around. That concludes the report.
Jude: ……….Pff-aha, such a foodie. Ya really are a carefree princess.
Jude: “Looked extremely happy”, huh. That’s good.
The words he muttered triggered the memory of the question that Ellis asked him.
“Jude. How happy are you right now?”
[Flashback - Switches from Neutral to Jude POV]
There was no word more distant from me than "happiness."
They say that we all have happy memories that we can recall.
But when I combed through my memories - I couldn’t find anything like that.
I may have certainly felt a glimpse of happiness during that time I spent with my sister.
However….
Jude’s sister: Hey, bwudda. Pwomise, when ya get wich, take me to da moon.
Emotions stronger than happiness had been dominating my heart for a long time.
Frustration, sorrow, resentment, hatred and — and an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.
[Flashback Ends]
It was the same after my sister died.
Hating and being hated. Killing and nearly being killed.
Happiness…..was as far away as the moon is suspended in the sky.
I thought I would die like this, never knowing the taste of happiness.
And yet—
[Flashback]
Kate: Don't take it for granted that people will laugh at what’s precious to you.
Jude: …..Don’t start lecturin’ me all o’ sudden like some ol’ man.
Kate: I’m still just barely a lady, right?
Jude: Pff- Yer hopeless.
[Flashback Ends]
Jude: ……Hah.
Kate’s words and annoying smile shine in the pitch black depths of hell.
Jude: Ah….Shite, what now?
I try to shake it off, but the memories keep flooding me….
[Flashback]
Kate: Jude.
Jude: What?
Kate: We don’t know what will happen to us in the future. I don’t know where we’re headed, or how we’ll end up.
Kate: I don’t know anything, but I can say this for certain….
Kate: ….I’ll always be by your side.
[Flashback Ends]
Kate’s so dazzling that you can’t help but squint your eyes.
A woman named Kate.
Who is like the moon floating in the sky.
The little time I had spent with Kate, if I could put it into words—
“Jude. How happy are you right now?”
Jude: Happy this, happy that, it’s so annoyin’.
Jude: …..From now on, my happiest moment won’t come till I die.
[Swtiches to Neutral POV]
He threw his gaze out the window.
It was a fiery twilight, and you couldn’t even see the outline of the moon.
Jude: Tch.
Jude lit a cigarette and took a drag of it to shake everything off.
Jude: But….
Jude: …..I can’t let nothin’ get in the way of her happiness……
Through the white smoke that clouds his eyes, only Kate’s figure can be clearly seen.…..
Jude exhales a few of times and stamps the cigarette into the ashtray.
The time to confront the former Privy Council tomorrow was fast approaching—
[Transitions to the Port - Kate POV]
When I arrived at the port, the scent of the sea seemed even more intense.
During the day, the constant voices of workers and the distant sounds of ferries can be heard, but it’s completely silent in the middle of the night.
Within the silence, only the voices of men reverberated.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: Good evening, Jude Jazza.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: We never thought you’d respond to our demands.
Jude: Well, I gotta ardent love letter sayin’ I’ll get blasted to bits if I don’t respond, so I’m respondin’.
Jude: Such an honor to see yer filthy faces.
There are several men standing in front of Jude—
Meanwhile, I hid in the shadows of the cargo and watched as they glared at each other in a tense atmosphere.
(So, these men are all ex-privy counsellors….)
Their eyes were lifeless.
It’s said they used to serve Her Majesty, but given their current slovenly appearance, it makes it hard to believe.
[Flashback]
Kate: Ellis, I’ve got a favor to ask.
Kate: Would you lie with me?
[Flashback Ends]
Back then, I suggested a single lie to Ellis.
It was to send fake letters to Jude and give him the impression that I am living somewhere far away.
Back then, I needed time to get everything squared away, and to make my way here without Jude’s notice.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: We’ve heard about the incident.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: Jazza, you bastard. If you would have just went along with our plan, then there would’ve been no need for the privy council to threaten you.
The “you” being used can be either a polite version of ‘you,’ or derogatory. Given the context, I’ve opted to translate it as “you bastard”.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: With the us receiving more power, we might have been able to serve the Queen!
Jude: Maybe?
Jude: Yer busy gettin’ yer hopes up based on empty theories ‘n feelin’ double-crossed.
Jude: You guys were always outsiders, werent’cha. And yet yer squawkin’ yer gonna kill me just to vent yer frustrations?
Jude: Yer so small-minded— Well, it can’t be helped, yeah?
Ex-Privy Counsellor: What?!
(He doesn’t show mercy to anyone….)
It's been a while since I last heard Jude's insults, and they're still as brutal as ever.
Jude: That Queenie’s judgements ain’t entirely off, is it. I’ve learned somethin’.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: B-Be quiet!
Enraged by Jude's insults, the former privy counsellor pulls out a knife.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: I’ll start with you, and then I’ll kill everyone at Crown, one by one!
Ex-Privy Counsellor: Aha-Ahaha! If the future is bleak anyway, then might as well drag as many of you as possible to hell with us!
Jude: Whatever, lemme just ask ya one thing.
Jude: You lot know ‘boutta girl named Kate, dont’cha?
(…….Me?)
Surprised at the sudden mention of my name, I watched events unfold intently…..
Ex-Privy Counsellor: Kate? Oh, the woman who escaped with you.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: We searched high and low, hoping to use her as blackmail, but we couldn’t find her anywhere in the country.
Ex-Privy Counsellor: I thought it would be fun slaughtering her in front of you, don’t you think so?
Jude: Really?
Jude: The only reason I’m confrontin’ ya gits so civil-like, is ‘cause of that girl.
Jude: If I leave ya sods be, ya might do somethin’ bad to Kate one day.
Jude: I won’t be able t’sleep at night, ‘less I expose ‘n torture each one of ya face to face.
A Letter left on the Desk of the President’s Office
Ellis,
First, this ain’t some disturbin’ last will ‘n testament, it’s justa buncha poppycock.
I’m goin’ to destroy all them privy counsellors now. Ain’t got the slightest intention o’ bein’ done in by some incompetent monkeys screechin’ ’bout their power bein’ lost.
My life’s a shitty one, but I don't wanna throw it away...not anymore.
But just in case, I’m leavin’ this to ya.If somethin’ happens to me, watch over Kate in my place.
Ya don’t hafta to do anythin’ grand, so long as she lives a normal life, that’s all that matters t’me.
𝒥𝓊𝒹ℯ 𝒥𝒶𝓏𝓏𝒶
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After Jude put me to sleep, I woke up in this coastal town.
All that was left behind was a trunk and the pocket watch that Jude had given me.
Jude has pushed me away yet again, but this time it was to drive me out of the darkness for good.
But I will never allow you to get away with it—
(—That’s what I thought but)
Both the Privy Council and the Army know what I look like, so I can’t make any rash moves.
(Could I slip out of this town quietly?)
(…..That won’t work, if I’m caught then it could be fatal to Crown.)
I mull it over and then shake my head as I reconsider it.
Several ideas to get out of this situation occurred to me…..but then I’d get stumped, so it was all pointless.
Kate: ARGH! I can’t do anything…!
In the back of my mind, I can just picture Jude laughing my average, worthless incompetence.
(Jude knew this would happen, that’s why he left me behind here.)
"There ain’t nothin’ a princess can do, just wait ‘ere like a good girl till the heat dies down.”
It’s as if I can hear his voice.
Kate: ……Jude’s an idiot.
My insults only serve to melt into the sea breeze.
Essentially cornered, all I can do is stay in this town…..
And so, time passed as I felt frustrated.
But after a few weeks went by, something strange happened when I went shopping in town one day.
Kate: ……..?
I had the feeling that someone was watching me, but when I turned around there wasn’t anyone on the street.
(Before, I would’ve just brushed it off as my imagination but…)
Since I’ve lived as a fairytale keeper, I’ve acquired the ability to sense when something’s off.
(….Could it be that the Privy Council or Army is pursuing me?)
I doubt they would chase me this far from London, but Jude has the agreement that proves his innocence.
What if on the off chance he was caught, tortured, and made to confess everything…..
I shook my head to deny the unpleasant thoughts swelling in my chest.
(There’s no way Jude would get caught.)
He’s a vindictive, ruthless, merciless, but above all a strong person.
Besides, no matter what kind of torture he was subjected to, he’s not the type of person to cough up information about anyone other than himself.
(I’m worried about Jude, but….)
(I shouldn’t get myself worked up by imagining things that aren’t true.)
Looking ahead, I started back to the inn, trying to shake off the ominous presence behind me.
—That disturbing gaze continued thereafter.
However, as days like that continued….I began to notice that the stare I was receiving was a bit different from ominous.
(It’s not really a stare filled with malicious intent…?)
(It’s more like…)
As I realized the intention behind that gaze, I suddenly came up with a plan and spoke to a group of young men staying at the inn.
Kate: Um, hello. Could I have a moment of your time?
Black-Haired Guy: Oh….you’re the young lady who’s been staying here for a while right?
Brunette-Haired Guy: What is it? Are you in some kind of trouble?
The curious men immediately showed interest in me.
Kate: Actually, I have a request—
[Transitions to Nighttime at the Beach]
That night, I went for a nighttime beach walk.
[Flashback]
Kate: Actually, I have a request—
Kate: I’ll pay you, so will you act as if you’re attacking me publicly at night?
[Flashback Ends]
The men blinked at the extremely strange request, but when I explained that it was just a pretend attack, they readily agreed saying it sounded like fun.
They wanted money to have a good time, and I was troubled by someone’s watchfulness, so our interest’s aligned perfectly.
(All in order to uncover the stalker’s gaze that’s been following me for so long.)
(…….Let’s see, they should be calling out to me right about now.)
Then a few steps later, the young men from the inn approached me from behind just as planned.
Black-Haired Guy: Hey, hey. Are you all alone cute lil' missy?
Brunette-Haired Guy: We’re staying at the inn back there. Wanna come back to our room?
The guys try to put on their best performance according to what we discussed beforehand.
(I’m so sorry to put you through all this….)
While apologizing profusely in my heart, I also tried to act reluctant to go along with them.
Kate: Please stop. If you don’t, I’ll call for someone!
However, the identity of the lurker didn’t appear….So, I signaled the guys with a wink to be a bit more forceful.
Black-Haired Guy: So cold! Why don’t I just take you away—
When one of the men grabbed my wrist—
Black-Haired Guy: UWAAAH?!
A black shadow appeared before him.….and suddenly twisted the man's wrist.
Beneath the moonlight, my eyes locked with the gaze of the one holding the wrist…..
Kate: Ellis!
Ellis: Uh-oh, I got caught.
Ellis: Long time no see, Kate.
I simply blinked at his usual smile.
Ellis: So, do you want me to get rid of these people?
Black-Haired Guy: AHH OWWW!
Hearing the man cry out in anguish, I quickly stop Ellis’.
Kate: No, don’t!
Afterwards, I invited Ellis into my room at the inn, and explained the situation to him.
Ellis: —So that means, those men were hired by you, Kate?
Kate: That’s right, all so I could uncover the identity of my stalker.
Kate: But I never thought it would be you, Ellis.
Ellis: Haha, sorry for scaring you.
In the end, the men that worked with me, deemed me a troublesome woman who just wanted to test my boyfriend’s love.
Afterwards, the good-natured group went out to a pub, saying they were going to drink all night with the money they received from their performance.
Kate: Once again, it’s been a while Ellis.
As we face each other, the night I parted ways with Ellis at the military base comes back to me.
(It’s been a while since I’ve seen him like this.)
When I look at Ellis’ gentle eyes, a feeling of happiness gradually spreads within me.
Kate: I’m really….glad you’re safe.
Ellis: You too, Kate. I’m glad to see you again.
We looked at each other with a smile to ensure the other was okay.
There’s a ton of things that I want to ask Ellis.
(Like why were you following me?)
(But the first thing I want to ask is—)
Kate: Ellis. Do you know how Jude’s doing?
He kindly reacts to my stare as I think about my beloved.
Kate: Ellis after we split up.…..I discovered a contract between the Privy Council and the Army.
Kate: Then I after Jude and I fled from the military base, I gave it to him on a train……
Kate: But then he used his ability on me, and left me behind in this place.
Kate: So, I don’t know anything about Jude after that….
After telling him what had taken place up until now, I looked straight into Ellis’ eyes, and his eyes gently softened.
Ellis: Jude got the contract delivered to Crown safely.
Ellis: His research was proven innocent, all thanks to you.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard that Jude's innocence had been proven.
Kate: It’s…..thanks to everyone.
Kate: Because everyone protected the agreement, Jude was able to get it to where it needed to be.
Ellis: You really do care about Crown.
Ellis: The only reason we are where we are today, is because you crossed a dangerous bridge for us, Kate.
Ellis: But, there’s still a problem….
Ellis: Jude murdering a privy counsellor was holding us back, and the Privy Council tried to use the murder as a means to demand that Crown be disbanded.
(….Mm.)
The night Jude shot the privy counsellor rings back to mind.
[Flashback]
Jude: ….If bastards like ya don’t get shoved t’hell, you’ll just keep doin’ the same thing.
Jude: So I’ll just send ya straight t’hell now.
[Flashback ends]
It was an unforgettable incident that happened right before my eyes, and an indisputable truth that Jude killed that privy counsellor.
Killing him means something slightly different than the judgements they have meted out to wicked people until now.
He murdered someone from an important institution….whose crimes had not yet been exposed.
(So, we can’t pretend it didn’t happen….)
Ellis: But then a few days ago, things took a turn.
Kate: What?
Ellis: That military officer, Gilbert Murphy…..
Ellis: You know him too.
Kate: Yes, of course. He was my temporary guardian, who was shot by that privy counsellor…..
Ellis: Well, he survived.
My eyes widen in astonishment, because I assumed there was no way for him to be alive.
Kate: What…..
Ellis: So, he testified about everything in court.
Kate: In court?
[Transitions to the Courtroom Scene]
Gilbert appeared in court while in a wheelchair, and provided the following testimony:
Senior Officer Gilbert: I was the one who shot and killed the privy counsellor that night at the base.
Judge: Why would a senior military official, commit such a foolish act?
Senior Officer Gilbert: The Privy Council and I had a contractual relationship.
Senior Officer Gilbert: Both parties had a common goal and planned to use the private research to achieve those goals.
Senior Officer Gilbert: However, conflicts arose as things progressed. He got in the way and this that was the result.
Judge: I see….
Judge: So, you’re claiming this was a case of corruption between the Privy Council, and you, a military official?
Senior Officer Gilbert: Yes, we are wholly responsible.
[Courtroom Scene Ends]
(….You mean, Gilbert took the fall for mine and Jude’s crimes?)
His Side Story: "A Woman I'll Never See Again"
After I left Kate asleep in that town, I boarded a train.
(Mornin’ already, huh. S’bright it’s annoyin’.)
As I stare at the morning sun shimmering on the sea, my mind rewinds to last night.
A small festival was taking place in the coastal town where Kate and I disembarked from the train.
Forgetting all about being hunted down, I enjoy the festival at Kate’s urging.
Once she got tired and sat down on a bench, a man who had been sleeping like a log next to her woke up.
Drunk Man: Damn, I was feeling so good that I passed out…..and my wife told me to be home by 8:00 p.m.!
Drunk Man: Does anyone have the time?
Kate: I have a watch.
Kate took out her pocket watch, provided the time, and then the man hurried off after saying his thanks.
Jude: That…
Kate: Oh, a soldier had this in their possession, so I quickly took it back.
Kate: This belongs to you, doesn’t it Jude? I’ll give it back to you.
(Nah, that ain’t what I meant.)
Jude: It’s yers.
Kate: ….What?
Jude: What’s with that dumb look?
Jude: Ya were eyein’ my pocket watch like ya aching fer it before.
Jude: Did it ‘cause if ya nicked one from someone else, it’d be pain.
Kate: I wouldn’t steal anything…..
Kate: But….I’m happy, thank you.
Kate smiled, so much happier than I had imagined, and gently pressed the pocket watch to her ear, as if savoring this moment.
Kate: Jude.
Jude: What?
Kate: We don’t know what will happen to us in the future. I don’t know where we’re headed, or how we’ll end up.
Kate: I don’t know anything, but I can say this for certain….
Kate: ….I’ll always be by your side.
Jude: ……….
My sight, my breath — I was dispossessed of all my senses.
So much happiness poured itself into me, that it felt like I was suffocating. My throat choked like a drowning fish.
As Kate struggles with her words, she’s oblivious to my inability to respond to her.
Kate: There’s no point in trying to leave. I’ve already stolen something, so I’m full-blown bad guy now.
Kate: This pocket watch is proof of my complicity—
Jude: ……….
(Ah…I get it.)
I already knew this long ago.
But now, I’ve become acutely aware of it.
(I’ve wound up fallin’ fer ya too.)
(I….can’t help but findja cute.)
(S’cause of that….)
Kate: …..Jude……?
Jude: ……Ya fool.
I look into Kate’s eyes.
Jude: Bad guys don’t help flower boys who lost their money.
Jude: If some drunk asks fer the time, they don’t politely tell ‘em.
Jude: Further….
I gently pinch Kate’s cheek.
Jude: A bad person wouldn’t smile like this.
Kate: Ju…Jude…
Jude: What complicity. Just how bad are yer tastes.
Jude: …Yer…….
(Kate, you….)
(Can’t go t’hell with me.)
Jude: Too bright fer me…..
In a single breath, I tell her as if casting away all feelings of love and regret.
Jude: Right, ‘nough ‘o this. This time I’m cancelling the contract.
Jude: Don’t want anythin’ t’do with ya anymore. Don’t care what’cha do, just get outta my sight.
I heard Kate gasp.
Kate: Why……this is….you said a unilateral termination of the contract was invalid!
Kate: No, Jude. I’m staying with you—
Jude: ….Kate.
I don’t want to see her crying anymore, and if she keeps clinging to me, I won’t be able to push her away.
My fingers touch her forehead.
For some reason, my reflection in Kate’s eyes looked sad.
Jude: Thought it was stupid, tryin’ to find somethin’ to like ‘bout me, but….
Jude: It wasn’t so bad bein’ liked, regardless o’ gains ‘n losses.
(I was happy ya liked me.)
I poked her forehead.
Jude: —Good night, princess.
Then Kate fell into a very deep sleep.
[Flashback ends]
Jude: ……….
With the train’s back to Kate, it moves further and further away.
What sort of expression will Kate wake up with?
There’s no way to know for sure anymore.
(Be happy without me, Kate...)
(….Be happier than anyone else.)
That’s all I wished for in the dreary morning sun.
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William
"The curse is not my master. I am the master of my curse."
William
"Even if I am destroyed, it will be the destruction I wished for."
William
"There is no reason to fear."
After killing my father in the Houses of Parliament and preparing for his funeral, I was summoned to the palace and heard about my fate from Her Majesty the Queen.
Your curse is the “self-righteous monarch”, and your destiny is to “destroy yourself by your own vehemence.”
I was not surprised. But I would never allow fate to deprive me of being my own master.
That is why I looked straight at her and opened my mouth to speak.
Her Majesty the Queen
"You are truly beautiful. And you, carrying that curse, are even more beautiful than ever."
The Queen spoke in a more casual tone than before, a voice that sounded a little husky.
Her Majesty
"The truth is, I'm cursed too."
William
"Uh..."
As I stare in shock, she chuckles.
Her Majesty
"I sometimes wish there was a place where cursed people could live freely, without worrying about their sins or even their destiny."
Her Majesty
"But I'm a king. I can't escape this mission, or the fate that will eventually come as a cursed person."
Her Majesty
"That's why I continue to wish for all cursed people other than myself to be free."
(The Queen surely longs for freedom.)
But she's determined not to reach for it.
She must have come to this decision after unimaginable pain and conflict.
But I wasn't satisfied.
(It must be a beautiful moment when the Queen's heart is set free.)
I knelt down and looked up at her.
William
"This country belongs to Your Majesty. My life, my desires, they all belong to you."
William
"But if Your Majesty, who reigns on the throne, is restricted, then I am restricted as well."
When I confronted her with my absurd reasoning, she got angry.
Her Majesty the Queen
“........ Ha, ah ha!"
Suddenly, she started laughing loudly.
I was surprised, because the laugh belonged to a man.
The queen stood up and took off her thick veil. My eyes met those of a man, whose eyes shined like jewels.
I was caught off guard by the man’s smile, which was so beautiful that I know he will captivate many people.
William
"So... so Her Majesty the Queen is actually a man?"
The man smiles and answers.
Victor
"There is no woman named Victoria in this world."
Victor
"It's just that a man named Victor, who inherited royal blood, is hiding his true identity and reigning as king."
(...I see, I never expected that.)
Who on earth could have known that Her Majesty the "Queen" doesn't exist, and that this man, the "jewel" Victor, has somehow hidden his true identity and reigned as a false gender?
(I don't know why, but it's quite a bizarre idea.)
After learning a big secret that could shake the country, the first thing I could think was that something genuinely interesting had happened for the first time in a long time.
He folded his arms in contemplation, then he spoke.
Victor
"The truth is, I was thinking about creating a unit under the direct command of Her Majesty the Queen, but it seemed unrealistic and unlikely to come to fruition."
Victor
"But then you showed up and my idea became a reality."
William
"What do you mean?"
The corners of Victor’s mouth turned up.
Victor
"I'm going to create a unit made up entirely of cursed beings, under the direct command of Her Majesty the Queen."
Victor
"I was thinking of creating a place to eliminate evil that can't be punished by law, and give the cursed the freedom to carry out their evil deeds."
Victor
"I think what we want to do is the same, what do you think?"
I had no intention of dragging others into my own self-righteousness.
(I will eradicate the Butterfly of my own will, and give people freedom.)
(I'm not asking for anything in return, because this is my own self-righteousness.)
But what if there were allies there?
Victor
"’Fight evil with evil.’ That's my philosophy."
I smiled, feeling somehow fulfilled, and Victor held out his hand.
Victor
“William Rex. Walk with me on this path of defeating evil with evil."