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Live with Umineko instead of Night Reign. Summer Games Fest something or other soon. I guess we’ll stream that too. Alright, link is out. The link is out. It’s an outlink. Joe should do angle because it annoys me. What’s angle? Did you just get up? You sound frazzled. 40 minutes ago? I mean, this is the first time I’ve spoken aloud today, so I guess that’ll do it. This is angle? Huh. Boy, I got here early. Me too. Just got my first-ever paycheck, Josh. I spent all of it for bits. Absolutely not. Absolutely not. Here’s what you should do. First-ever paycheck. Take some amount, doesn’t matter how much it is, anywhere between 1-10%. Any more than that is probably not productive, but any less than that is not going to be a good enough gesture. And just put it in another account and just don’t touch it, and just do that for every paycheck for the rest of your life. I know this is a little bit of advice that some people say, And you’re like, yeah, whatever. It actually really is a good habit to have. Just put a little bit away every single paycheck. You will never regret it. I do at least 20% personally. I invest them in ETFs. I mean, it’s the chatter’s first paycheck if they’re being genuine. So I wouldn’t go up to 20%. But yeah. But if they want to, they can. Sure. Did you see the Witcher 4 Unreal thing? I saw it posted somewhere. I didn’t watch it. It’s like some tech demo thing, right? What they’re going to have. Like when Witcher 3 showed off their wolf for physics, whatever. Where’s the Witcher 4 video? No one ever asks, how is the Witcher 4 video? Alright, let’s do our dolls. We’re starting off with a new doll today. It’s called Angle. Or Angle. Okay, what do I have to do? I have to guess the circle. What the angle is. So if it was like two straight lines, it would be a 90 degree angle, right? So this is more than 90, but it’s less than 180, so it’s like 167. Warm? It’s less than that? Warm? Would it stay hot if I was close to it? Let’s go 156. It’s still lower than that. Alright, 148? It’s still lower than that. We have one more guess. Well, shit. I don’t know. I’m not good at this. 143. Hot. It was 137. Oh, I was really off. Holy shit. All right. 137? That’s really 137? Didn’t even get to boil it? I know, right? Streamers washed. Alright, well, we’re never doing that one again. Alright, Gamedol. Here we go. The turbocharged sequel to the brain-twisting world-famous creature puzzle game. It’s Pac-Man? Everything looks like Pac-Man to me, but I don’t think it’s a world-famous puzzle game. I mean, it’s all I got, so I’m still going Pac-Man. Pac-Pac-Man World? No? It’s The Witness. I don’t know what this is. It’s Professor Moriarty. No, it’s Professor Layton. Whoa. This is an old game. Okay, I don’t know what this is. I’ve never heard of this one before. Something Something 2. Gamedol Game 2. The Incredible Machine 2. Okay. Never heard of it. Alright. This is one of my book covers. This is Destiny 2. Nope. It’s Runescape. It is Runescape. It is Runescape. It’s Runescape for sure. Yeah. With an axe and a shield? Is it Halo? Is it Halo ODST? No. What the fuck is this? It’s Helldivers. It’s Helldivers. It is Helldivers. It’s Helldivers 2. It’s not Helldivers 2. Okay, I can see the whole image and I still don’t know what it is. Does anyone know what this is? It’s Endless Legend. It’s Endless Space. Okay. Is this game good? Oh, wow. What? What are we doing, Bandle? I just want you to know that I got Sunday’s Bandle in one. I also got… Did I get Mondays in one as well? I think I got the last two in one. So I’m due for a really bad crash out here that I’m not going to get it. Anyway, let’s see. Can we hear it? Yep, this is certainly an electric guitar. Okay, it’s Jimi Hendrix, I don’t know which one though. Alright, drum me. Really? We will rock you? Alright, well that was easy. Glor, we shall shake you. We will, we will glorp you. Yeah, there we go. There we go. Baby Joe? The strongest feeling that I was left with after finishing Return of the Obra Dinn was that I hope it’s the birth of a genre. Fucking drunk Joe. Holy shit. It could be the pioneer that inspires other games and copycats. And my hope that… There was a copycat. I watched Mouse play through Duck Detective. And let me tell you, I was getting some big return from the Obra Dinn. Ah, for fuck’s sake, Time Gusser. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Alright, do we think that it is like a year or two after it? It was made in 1932 or do we think it’s like 1934? Like it could be a couple years after it, right? Like just because like that’s what license plate is doesn’t mean that’s what year it is, right? For sure, right? Lockheed and Martin or whatever? Okay, I don’t know what this photograph is. Is that who I think it is? Okay, where’s California? California’s over here. Where in California do we think we are? Man, Las Vegas is more inland than I thought it would be. I knew it was inland because I played New Vegas, but I didn’t know it was that far inland. Okay. Los Angeles, what do we think? Should we just go somewhere over here? Let’s go here. Alright. This is my guess. I mean, just because it says California on it doesn’t mean we’re in California. This car could be traveling. Like, we could even be in Australia. Here we go. Whoa. It was just straight up on the license plate. All right. Anyone spend, like… The Bermuda Triangle was somehow always involved. No? It’s one of life’s great mysteries. I mean she just crashed. Is it a closed room mystery? In time, sure. Are you saying it was magic? Maybe it was magic. Maybe it was magic. Okay. So we’re outside McDonald’s. Ronald McDonald. There’s a pigeon. Alright, pigeons are only in the northern hemisphere, quite famously, so that narrows it down. We’ve cut out half of the planet. Okay, I’m thinking Greece for some reason, but I don’t think so. Maybe it’s just the colors. Saku. Saku gasp. I can’t believe it’s not Umineko. Camera. Okay, what are we thinking? There’s actually a camera. Everyone’s clapping. There’s a watch. People are wearing watches. But it’s old people. Well, older people, not old people. Amsterdam? Are we in Amsterdam? For some reason, I do not think we’re in Amsterdam. Oh, McCafe. McCafe has only been around after 2000. So, like, we’re probably around here, I’m guessing. I don’t know. I don’t know where we are. The flag, Joe? What flag? I don’t even see a flag. And even if I could see the flag, it wouldn’t matter. I wouldn’t know where this is. I’m gonna guess Amsterdam because this lady has an Amsterdam bag. Who gives a shit? I’m guessing Amsterdam. It’s not Amsterdam, is it? It’s not Amsterdam. To the right? What do you mean to the right? To the right where? Oh. Oh, there’s a flag. Oh, okay. Alright, yeah. This is the flag of Amsterdam? It’s the Amsterdam flag. Hooray! It’s the Amsterdam. I was right. It’s the Amsterdam. Everyone’s saying Estonia. Like, I’m just gonna know what that is. Where is Estonia? Are we really far away? Let’s pretend I don’t know where Estonia is and people have to help me find it. It’s next to Finland. It’s over here. You know what? Close enough. Hooray, y’all chat was right. Okay, a wedding couple on a horse-drawn wagon in Tallinn, Estonia. You’re one- you’re one year- Oh, pretty good on the fucking time there. Alright, that’s good. That’s good. That’s really, really good. Man. Man. Why was this time guesser ruin or time travel in this picture with an Amsterdam bag if it wasn’t in Amsterdam? That’s crazy. That’s crazy. Place General de Gaulle. Alright, so we’re definitely in Germany. Okay, when is this? World War I France somewhere? Whoa! Yo, another time traveler? What the fuck is this guy doing? Okay, is Gaulle a place in France? For some reason my mind is telling me yes, but is it just a term instead? Is it jail? Place General de Gaulle? What’s Gal? I feel like I know this term, but I can’t remember it. Whoa, we have a bunch of red signs on the map today, that’s new. Is this a new clue for Time Gusser? Holy shit. British Education Everyone. Why is everyone so mean? Gal is like French, isn’t it? Isn’t it French? Am I wrong? Is it not in France? Okay, I’m going, I’m going, I’m going El Paris. And I don’t know, I’m feeling, it might be, what are these helmets? This feels like, I don’t know when this is. I don’t know when this is. I’m going, I’m going 1915. I’m going 1915. I’m going 1915. There’s a flag, there is a flag. This looks like the Canadian flag to me. This looks like the Canadian flag to me. I don’t know, it just doesn’t feel like World War II. I’m not getting World War II vibes, except for the helmets. I’m just not getting big World War II vibes, alright? You gotta look up who General Degas is, my man. No, I don’t. I don’t have to do that. I can live the rest of my life not knowing that. It’s fine. It’s fine. Here we go. Here we go. I have never been more wrong. It was World War II vibes. Damn. Damn. Zero. Zero on the time. Zero on the time. What was in France? Why was everyone being so mean? Okay. Tyler’s boots heighten something and be sure of the… Okay, it’s trams, so we are in Los Angeles. No, not Los Angeles. What was it? We’re in San Francisco? We’re in San Francisco. This is making me think London for some reason right now. Where are we? Sports? University porn. Huh. Grand Central Cinema. Donnelly’s Bacon. Bacon. Dalky? This is a cool photograph, I like this photograph. Brown signs, brown posters, brown phone. Wireless, Cap and Peterson Limited, nice bridge. Oh, there’s a flag. What flag is that? I don’t know what flag that is. Does anyone know a flag that is? There’s another flag here. What flag is that? Something… More flags? What is this? Are those numbers? 8, 2… Okay, you know what? For some reason, I think it’s Bizarro. It’s Bizarro UK. And it’s definitely not America. So it has to be the wildcard. It has to be. It has to be Australia or New Zealand. It has to be. It has to be. It has to be one of those two. So where is it? I don’t know where it is. And when is it? I don’t know. It’s Christchurch. It’s not America? I’m guessing Australia. I’m guessing Australia. I don’t know where in America- When it’s in America, usually it’s really obvious that it is in America. If I’m wrong, it’s just gonna be funnier now. Wait, hold on. Is that- Dublin bacon? Donnelly’s Dublin bacon. Oh, shit. Well, I don’t think we’re in Dublin. I don’t think we’re in Dublin. That’s for sure. Would Australia be importing Dublin bacon? I think they would be. I think they would be. Is there a Dublin somewhere in Australia? Is there a Dublin in… Christchurch! I gotta be real with you, for some reason I thought Christchurch was up here now. Is there a Dublin somewhere here? I’m not seeing it. New Caledonia. I didn’t know there was an old Caledonia. Is there a Dublin? Darwin? Man, West Australia must be fucking terrifying, huh? Okay, I’m not seeing Dublin anywhere. Dundon? Oh, hold on. Maybe we’re just reading it wrong? No, it’s definitely Dublin. Man, this time guesser is taking a while, huh? I’m going Sydney, and I’m going Sydney 19… 19… 27. Here we go. Fucking hell. Really? Really? Really? Wow. Wow. I thought it was an advertisement for Dublin, something that they were importing, or like a brand or something. I didn’t think this would be Dublin. Really? Damn. I should go to Dublin, yeah. I should go to Dublin. Sorry, Ireland’s the only part of the UK I haven’t been to. No, I don’t know. A view of O’Connell Bridge and Monument in Dublin during the late 20s. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm. All right, so we’re in Canada. I mean, I want to say it, but I also don’t want to say it in case I’m wrong. It’s got to be though, right? Like, there wouldn’t be this much pomp and ceremony around, like, just basic demolition. So it’s got to be that, right? It’s got to be, holy shit, the pin. It’s got to be, like, the World Trade Center. Yeah. Can’t believe, is it like the year after though? Or is it the same year? I was asleep when this happened. Oh God, what year was it? I was, how old was I when 9-11 happened? I was 16? So 2001, 2002? 2001, right? I think it was 2001. How are you this old? I’m just sorry. What the fuck? Never forget. I’m not American. It’s not my burden. I don’t need to give a fuck about that. Alright, I think this looks recently after it happened. Well, would they have shut it down and they wouldn’t have things around? The next building is damaged right next to it still. Visibly damaged. It doesn’t look like winter. Are we getting some September, October vibes here? Probably. I think it’s 2001. I think it’s 2001. Okay. And where in New York is it? I don’t know. I was never… When I went to New York, it was after this happened. Yeah, it was after this happened. I’ve never been to New York City before 9-11. I don’t know where it is. I’m just going to go Empire State Building and just hope it’s somewhere close. Okay, here we go. Here we go. Spot on. All right, cool, cool. Debris covering the roof on top of the World Financial Center following the September 11th attacks on the World Trade Center, 2001. All right. Hey, 36,000 after like swing and a miss in two of those? That’s pretty good. That’s pretty good. I’ll take 36,000. Man, fucking Dublin. God damn it. My ingrained not Irish prejudice really held me back from fucking TimeGuster today. I can’t believe it. I can’t believe it. Crazy. Crazy. Alright, we’re on to Scrandall. We’re on to Scrandall. Okay. Burnt ass sausage roll versus pies, chips, peas, and gravy with a pint. Easiest ride of my life. Yep. Easiest right. Hold on. Chat. Can we choose it? Yes, we can. All right. Sausage, bread, and gherkin versus chicken, tikka, and chops. With a samosa. Holy shit. It’s a samosa buff. It’s a samosa buff. All right. What are we going to do? What do we think? I think that this is anyone’s scran. Left is pretty cheap for what you’re getting. Whereas right, I feel like some of the scrandle pundits are going to be like, hmm. I don’t know. It’s getting a little expensive. Left, you’re getting a big sausage, some bread, a gherkin with some condiments. Hmm. Hmm. Left doesn’t look cooked enough for me. What do you mean? That’s like cooked to perfection and it’s not burnt at all except for one edge. I know the huge chunks of just raw ass onion are kind of ruining right for me a little bit. I’m not gonna lie. Samosas go hard though. Samosas are pretty good. This watery fucking sauce in the right. I don’t know. I don’t know. It’s a little expensive. I’m thinking left. Alright, brisket, peppercorn burger, 16 hour slow smoked, 13.50 versus burritos. Okay, I think it’s right. I think it’s right. I think it’s right. That air quote 16 hour slow smoked meat looks awfully dry to me. And also it’s expensive. I think burritos are going to have more universal appeal. I think it’s right. If they were the same price, I would go left. But because they’re not the same price, like left is double the price as right. So it has to be double as good. I think burritos are going to take it. Yeah. Close though. Close. Close. Okay. Fries? Suspicious fries? With bacon, pepperoni, cheddar, and mozzarella? Eugh. Versus cheeseburger. I mean, it’s left, but… I feel like not a high left. It’s anyone’s Scrant. I don’t get it. How does the percentage number work in Scrandall? How come it doesn’t amount to 100%? Okay, so here’s how Scrandall works. I haven’t had to explain this in a while. Here’s how Scrandall works. So thank you for reminding me. Each picture that we’re seeing has been put on Twitter by itself. Like, just alone. And then people are asked, is this Scrand or not? And then they vote yes or no. Okay? But it’s alone. And then the game is that they take the percentage points from those voting and they pit it against each other with different pitchers they mix and match. So it’s not that they have to add it to 100. There hasn’t been an audience that decided which one is better. It’s like you’re trying to guess which one would have the highest votes on it when it’s viewed by itself. It’s got to be left. Yeah. 65 for that goopy fucking mess? What? Easy left. We don’t even have to deliberate. We’re on the left. Alright, we’re so back. We’re so back. Alright. Oh shit, it’s anyone’s grand. It’s fucking over. It’s fucking over. Honey chili chicken and chips versus chicken and chips with buffalo fries. It’s fucking over. It’s fucking over. Okay. Oh, hold on. Right is 27 pounds. It’s left. Yeah. Still 75. People are not looking at the price when they’re voting on that. That’s crazy expensive. Beef skewer. Guest starring beef with a beer. Jalapeno fried chicken with an IM reusable cup. 11 pounds. 11 pounds. Okay. Huh. Okay, am I wrong in thinking that right looks nasty as fuck? I think this is a place that probably does have good food, but this is a bad portion or it’s just been sitting out for god knows how long. This looks like, this looks dry, this looks like fake food. Right, it’s not very appetizing. It’s not, is it? I thought it was, but the longer I look at it, the more I’m seeing like everything just looks like it’s congealed and dried with all the sauce and the cheese down here. Like I don’t know what the fuck is going on with the gherkins up here. They look like they’re made of rubber. I think this would be a very good meal. Like look at the dried pieces of the fucking breading here too. I think this would be a good meal if it was fresh. I feel like this is just a bad batch of whatever they sell. I’m going Uh oh. Steak sandwich. But it’s actually a pigeon. With chips, onion rings, and a drink. What kind of drink is it? Versus Chorapon. Yaki Chorapon. Chorizo sandwich with added toppings. Again, isn’t chorizo like the aliens from Metroid Prime or whatever? 27 pounds for the thing on the left? Are you crazy? That doesn’t even look like it’s worth 10 pounds. Oh, it’s Arsenal. Yeah, that makes sense. It’s gotta be right. Yeah. It’s gotta be right. It’s gotta be right. Okay. Short rib poutine. Oh my god. Yo, that’s actually Kurds. Oh, it’s Canada. Okay. Lebanese chicken flatbread. All right. Here’s the problem. People that aren’t from Canada have this weird, fuck you Canada, you don’t get to have a tasty food, and they just hate poutine on principle even though they never had it. Americans are really fond of doing this for some reason. Fuck you, you don’t get to have that Canada. So a lot of people might be like, you know, to hell with poutine. Left looks really good to me. Left looks really good to me. Right also looks pretty good. Oh, now the sludgy slime food suddenly is good. What sludgy slime food did I say was bad earlier? It’s Pride Month, pick right? What the fuck does right have to do with pride? Isn’t this just soggy fries? How are you seeing these fries as soggy? Because they’re Lebanese, and for fuck’s sake. They are doused in wet meat? With gravy! What do you mean? You never had gravy fries? Never mind fucking, like, poutine. It’s gotta be right. I’m sorry, Canada. I would pick left, I would eat left, but it’s gotta be right. Yeah, it is right. Yeah. That’s sad. Now I know how Geoff Keighley feels when Death Stranding 1 didn’t win Game of the Year in 2021. Streetwise burger, beef patty, cheese, pulled pork, onion rings. That looks fucking gross. The Wrap-A-Mac, beef patties, fries, gherkins, and burger sauce on flatbread, $6.50. I mean, that doesn’t look that great to me either. Okay, do the people who vote on Scrandall, are they usually drunk when they do it? Because if they’re drunk, left is passing, it’s like, okay, yeah, they’d be like, uh, you’re a burger, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right, all right 93%? Fuck off. No, okay, they do scramble drunk. They do scramble drunk. There’s no way that was a 94% fucking burger. No way. They do it drunk. Delusional streamer. Mouse that burger looked dry as fuck. There’s no way. That was gross. That was the highest rated burger we’ve ever seen? That’s crazy. Actually threw up after seeing the state of that burger. I don’t care about being wrong about that one. I don’t care about being wrong about that one. I feel like Joe doesn’t understand what drunk people are generally like. With my family. Growing up with my family. You’re gonna come in and backseat my drunk knowledge with my family and my upbringing. Really. Really? I feel like maybe you have never been around someone who is truly drunk and you just know fucking people who are tipsy all the time. You haven’t seen drunk until you’re like, like full force slapping your dad across the face to see if he can wake up from where he’s passed out on the couch and you are 20 slaps in and he still hasn’t woken up, alright? You don’t know drunk. You don’t know, all right? Been there, brother? Exactly, exactly. Trauma dump stream? Yeah. I feel like a lot of Americans don’t even get drunk like the British get drunk. How are you realistically finishing Metal Gear, Exposition 33, Balls Gate 3, Numi Nekka while still meaning to play Death Stranding 2? We don’t have to get all of those done before Death Stranding 2, chatter. Definitely, Expedition 33 is scheduled after Death Stranding 2, so that’s a big one. I’ll have to play it already. Umineko is a weekly feature that’s still going to be going while we’re playing Death Stranding 2, so that’s fine. I don’t know if we’re going to be finishing Baldur’s Gate 3 in time, to be honest with you, so it might be a little late. I should have done extra streams on the weekend, but I just really wanted some time off. Metal Gear, we can interrupt the Metal Gear game or do it in between Metal Gear Solid titles in order to do Death Stranding 2. Oh, wow, it’s starting. Oh, hold on. Well done, Chatter. Well done. I don’t get alcohol and getting drunk. It tastes weird. It makes me feel crazy. Yeah. Yeah. Jerry is playing Revolution in chat. If you don’t play Pentiment soon, can you comment? Well, Jerry is the one that understood Shakespeare when he was a teenager in high school, so can’t he just go to his mind palace and just like morb the entirety of my feedback and, you know, simulate the stream in his head? And we don’t have to stream it for Jerry. Jerry can just make that happen himself, right? Like, it’s a waste of time. I don’t know when we’re doing Pentiment. If you don’t like alcohol, you probably just haven’t found the alcohol that’s right for you. I was the same way for a long time. So when I was a teenager, I just used to drink straight vodka because getting drunk was the point. And I was very much the same like that. Like the only reason to get to drink alcohol is to get kind of tipsy, kind of drunk. And then later on in life, I found some stuff that I was okay with. And when I mean later on in life, I mean like when I was in my 30s. I really like whiskey and Coke or Jack and Coke. I really like that. When Mouse is here, we drank some cider. Cider was pretty good. I really like hard lemonade. I like sweet alcohol drinks. I don’t really like beer, although there probably is a beer that I might like. I don’t really like beer. I don’t really like ale, that sort of thing. You can probably find a drink that you like. Let me just tell you as like someone who is in their, you know, almost 40, you know, going to be 40 in a couple months and like is ostensibly an adult. You don’t have to drink if you don’t have to. Like you just don’t have to do it. I personally was trying to find a drink that I could have if I was ever in like company that was drinking. I didn’t want to be the odd one out that was just like, you know, I’ll have a drink just to have one. Not to get drunk though. Just be like, yeah, okay. I don’t want to be sitting around being like the only one that’s like drinking like a Coke or whatever or like, but water’s probably fine. But like, that’s probably my hangups and my issues, like self-esteem problems. Like you don’t have to do that. You don’t have to drink. You absolutely do not have to. And if you don’t like who you are when you’re drinking, then just don’t do it. However, it seems to be like I’m the odd one out and you’re probably the odd one out too, Chadder. Most people seem to enjoy getting inebriated to some extent. Getting like drunk drunk is probably destructive and no one should really ever do it. Like if you’re getting drunk to the point that you black out and you don’t remember things like what would happen to me when I was a teenager then that’s probably destructive and it’s not a good idea and my family used to get that drunk as well. But you just probably want to just have like a drink or two just to make everything kind of like you know a little bit more fun. That’s it. But if you don’t like doing that, then don’t do it. Do you like the Laner now? She’s alright. I like what she represents in the story, I just don’t like her character design. A drink or two of whatjo, beer or moonshine? I don’t know, like, is it usually, aren’t you, like, alcohol servings kind of standardized or normalized? If you have, like, a serving of beer. No, I guess not. I don’t know enough about this. If you have, like, a whole ass beer. Is that a comparable amount of alcohol to taking a shot or something? Is the same amount of alcohol content in a whole… I guess it depends on the beer. Yeah, this is going to be all over the place. But in general, usually one serving of alcohol, unless you’re taking something that’s really, really high, is not going to get you drunk. What do you think Delano represents? Bullshit. Delano represents probably the good version of Erika, whereas Erika is the one that’s going into the story and doesn’t really give a fuck about any of the characters, any of the story, just wants to solve the mystery and just win. Delano represents the good side of that that still does want to solve the mystery, but cares more about the details and knows that it’s not just all about winning. But she also has brought an absolute shit ton of bullshit to the story. Let’s not fight. Anyway, we’re supposed to do the AP test today but I don’t have it set up so I think we’re just gonna read today. I don’t know if we’re going to do the AP test another stream or we’re just gonna skip it. Maybe I should skim through the questions and see if I would be comfortable doing that on stream. It would also be a lot of typing on stream and I don’t really like typing on screen. My keyboard is also on the fritz at the moment so it would be kind of frustrating on two levels but we’ll see. There’s a test that someone made, I don’t know who made it or the community made, for Umineko that you go through all the questions from Questions Arc and you write up an answer to the prompts and it’s to get you thinking about the story and the mystery and everything. And I thought it might be a fun time for us to go through that on stream so we can review stuff that we know. But I don’t know, it might be a waste of time. Skip Melgear cutscenes to cut the time playing in half. Even more than that, Mayo. Even more than that. Sounds fun. Sounds fun. What gains that from? Okay, we have no music. We have no music. Hold on. Do any of these past scenes have music? Does this one have music? There we go. Mouse is too quiet. Mouse is not here today, unfortunately. Mouse has a real job. It is to me as well, but too many people disagree for it to be objective, unfortunately. Oh, when is the Summer Games Fest? Are we doing that this week? Is it Thursday? It’s Friday. Oh, oh, 6 p.m. your time. All right. Should we play Ballows Gate 3 and then just then just stop and then do the game fest thing? Or should we have a Blotro special? Should we just do Blotro until then? Oh, I played some Night Reign, like, legit, and I don’t like it, but I feel like I could have liked it. I’m happy that other people are enjoying it. I think that… So, like, I got into, like, almost a fight in Discord about it. Just a couple messages and I was getting a little testy because there was a couple people in there that were pissing me off. Because like the From Defense Force was building this narrative that the game is meant to be… Co-op only. And anyone who’s playing solo is playing the game wrong, and it’s never meant to be played solo. And there’s a nuance to that opinion there. So I agree that the game is designed to be played co-op. And it is better played co-op, probably. I haven’t played co-op, but it’s probably better co-op. However, it was not only meant to be played co-op and it wasn’t marketed as a co-op thing. That’s the distinction. So defending it being like anyone who goes into this thinking that a solo experience is going to be a good time is just an idiot. That’s the part I don’t like. That’s just demonstrably not true. Right? I don’t know. So it can be true that it’s better as co-op and it’s better balanced around it and it’s not balanced for solo. But it’s like, yeah, I don’t think, I think that’s where the line’s going to be. Like absolutely 100% you can say that it’s better and designed for multiplayer. But it wasn’t only for that, unless they’re just really bad at designing shit. Anyway, I’ve played solo. I’ve gotten to the first Nightlord once. I’ve done, I don’t know, like… 10 or 11 expeditions, I think. I’ve tried to do different characters and see what they all are. My favorite is The Wilder. I played The Wilder the most. I’ve also played The Duchess a little bit. The Duchess is really fun. I… I have only seen one new enemy type that I have not seen in another game before, and that was the first Nightlord. Every other enemy and every other boss has just been a remix from different games, which is kind of disappointing. I think the idea of the game is really cool, but the Ring of Fire around the map condenses way too fast. You know what? This is not going to be it. There’s a lot of problems in this game, IMO. I hate to have this opinion, but I feel like it’s a really cool idea, but the execution just fucking sucks. I don’t know, man. I feel like there could have been a way better game here with some better decisions. The items you get are boring. The bonuses aren’t impactful enough. Even something like the talismans. You find the fucking glowing bugs and you pick up a talisman. If it’s not for the character, a lot of times it’s not applicable for you and the bonus is kind of weak. It just feels… Getting power in the game just kind of sucks apart from just getting levels. I don’t know. It also feels like the timer is so tightly tuned that if you like if I went up to a boss right and like I was doing this when I got when I fought um the difference between fighting a tree sentinel As a roaming world boss and fighting one of the tree avatars, the urd tree avatars, right? Well, as a melee guy, when the urd tree avatar does his ground pound thing into summoning a bunch of projectiles that follow you around, that is a lot of downtime where I cannot safely attack the boss and I just have to wait. Compared to the tree sentinel, which I can have almost 100% uptime hitting it all the time, right? Because the timer is so strict on it, even though this should be the same fight, why would I ever fight the Avatar? It’s setting me back for the same amount of reward compared to the Tree Sentinel. Does that make sense? Am I being coherent right now? Maybe I need to have the game in front of me in order to show the example. Because of the animations, even some of the times I was getting mad at some time at one point, Even about getting a parry off and getting a critical hit on the riposte. Because that animation time is longer than a normal attack by a couple seconds. And the time is so tight that I’m like, why am I even doing it? It’s such a weird thing that the timer’s so tight that it’s fucking me in the head about what kind of attack should I choose just because of the animation length. It’s so odd. But yeah, I don’t know. I like the idea of the game. I really do. Like to me, if this was a solo experience, I would love Night Reign if you dropped in a randomized island that was different every single time. Like the structure of the island was different. I don’t know if that’s possible with this technology, but let’s just say we’re just spitting about hypotheticals. A randomized island with randomized locations and randomized weapons and bosses and all that shit, right? And you can explore and take your time and go around wherever you want. And there’s like a little bit of a level curve around the island. And you build up your build and you build up your character and you have some choices to make along the way. And you can take your time and you can explore and you have randomized dungeons and all this other shit. And then you go and you fight the bosses then you loop around again. And I would really enjoy that. But like runs would take like an hour or two instead of like, I don’t know, is it 15 minutes? I don’t know. What really cooked my noodle about it, I don’t know if I said this on stream before, like on my fourth run or whatever, I got to day two for the first time. So I got to day two and I killed the bell guardian at the end of day one. I got to day two and right next to me spawned a dragon And a wolf. The magical wolf thing from Rea Lucaria, right? So I go over and I fight the dragon. I kill the dragon. And as I’m about to loot the dragon, the wolf aggroed me. So I killed the wolf. I was really proud of myself actually because I was rusty. I didn’t die killing those two back to back. I killed the dragon. I killed the wolf, right? And this was right beginning of day two. And as I was looting the thing that dropped from the wolf, Like, I got the DONG and the fire was already condensing. Like, I didn’t have time to even, like, get my bearings after fucking fighting two bosses that spawned right next to where I was when day two started. Because, like, the fire was already fucking, like, um, like, uh, like, restricting the play area. Also, as a solo player, I got to… Spoilers for fucking the first expedition of Night Rain, okay? This is early game spoilers, but if you care about it, then maybe you should tab out for a second. I got to day two and fought… What’s his face? Martin, what the fuck is his name? He was the boss for day two. I’ve seen two bosses for day two. Morgoth, thank you. The first time I got to day two, it was Morgoth, and I was like, okay. And he has some new moves. I’m like, okay, that’s cool. And then the second time I got to day two, it was a tree sentinel that spawned with two other mini tree sentinels. And I don’t know what’s wrong with the camera in Night Rain, but as you’re running around, it’s very hard to move the camera to look behind you compared to the other games. And as a solo player, I literally, and I do mean literally for once, literally could not keep all three enemies on the screen at the same time throughout that fight. So, I don’t know, what am I supposed to do? And then the first time I got to the Night Lord, um, well, the only time, I got the Night Lord down, on my first attempt, I got it down to, I think, around 30%. I don’t know, Mouse was watching me. I think it was about 30%. Um… It was after the patch though, so I had some advantage there. I got the Nightlord down to like 30%, and there’s a phase that the first Nightlord has where it splits into three, and it was the exact same time. I could not keep them on the screen. So it’s like, I don’t know what I’m supposed to fucking do as a solo player. It’s just broken. I don’t know if just blindly dodge and just hope for the fucking best, I guess. I don’t know what the game is expecting me. It’s also bad that because it’s a new fight, you get into the traditional souls experience of getting to the boss and practicing again. It’s a long time to get back to fight that night lord again to get a second attempt. You know what I mean? It’s like, yay, okay, cool. All the lessons I learned last time, now I have to spend so much time getting back there again just to have another attempt. Yeah, I don’t know. Anyway, that’s my Night Reign opinions at the moment. I do think there’s a really cool idea there. I’m really happy that FromSoft is experimenting and trying new things. I don’t think that this should have been a standalone 40, 50 USD, however much it costs, experiment. I think it should have just been a cheap $10 DLC that was combined with Elden Ring. I feel like they’re kind of greedy and they’re trying to have a cash grab after the success of Elden Ring, which, you know, whatever. I’m not really too happy about that, but I don’t really talk about money and pricing things on stream all that much. So I feel like that’s kind of scummy, especially considering that there’s not that much new content in the game. Even some of the areas seem like they were ripped and repurposed right from Elden Ring. There’s that swamp area, right, where the dragon is. Looks very similar to the swamp area that’s right at the start of Elden Ring. So yeah, I don’t know. Anyway, those are my… First impressions of Night Reign. And now we will continue on. Sorry for the interlude. I know people care so much. Hello Rodney. Thank you very much for the resub. I don’t know why I said hello Rodney. It’s here to resub. Thank you very much. It’s been a long road getting from Persona 3 to here. Umineko Episode 6. It’s been a long time. Six months. But… What are we doing? Well, my time to read the rest of Umineko is finally near. I don’t know where I’m going with this. Mouse is a weeb. She can’t deny it. It’s true. It’s true. We’re learning more about that every stream. Thank you, Rodney. Thank you, TimboDx for the resub too. Finally caught up on Umineko VODs. Also, Silksong is real hype. Is it? Was there news? The game files got uploaded to Steam. Mmm. Mmm. Thank you, YuriLover337 for the bits. I think I’m gonna sneeze. What does Minthara say when she lights up a scented candle? Fresh odors? Thank you, Yuri Lover. Topical for Pride Month. I think Deltarune is coming out tomorrow. The whole thing is not coming out though, right? I think it’s just a bunch, like two chapters. There’s more after that, at least from what I’ve been told. But maybe it’s done. I’m not sure. Thank you Crab Fungus for the sub 2. Hey Toe, thanks for the fun streams. Will you play the Umineko fighting game after answers? I haven’t seen much, but apparently Battler has a move where he gropes the opponent. That makes sense? That makes sense? I don’t really like fighting games, so I don’t think I’m going to play that. But it might be fun to look at some clips of it and see what it looks like. I think that Erika… I don’t think anyone in this story, except maybe Kinzo, I don’t think anyone in this story is completely wrong all the time and completely in the dark or completely irredeemable. But you are clearly meant to be able to see Erika as… Erika is a villain. Like, clearly she’s a villain. But I don’t know. It depends on how you’re viewing the whole entire thing. I wonder what the hate interpretation of this would be. It’s like, yeah, without love it can’t be seen, but what about hate? Just hating everyone involved. Because I guarantee there are some readers, and I think maybe I could have been one of these. I said this on stream chat. If I was literally Battler, literally going through this, after episode two, I… No, after episode three with Beatrix, I would never trust another thing that happened ever again and I would just be locked in, I’m just gonna win. I would have become Erika Joker after episode three if it was personally me in that situation, right? And I think that’s the interpretation of like hate, seeing it with hate instead of love, right? And I think that after what you go through in episode 3, I don’t really think that’s completely illegitimate, right? Like, there’s still a part of me, it’s a small part at this point, that is expecting what’s happening right now to just be Beatrix 2.0. And it’s just once again like, oh yeah, we’re just trying to build sympathy and get you to believe in magic and everything like that, right? So, like, yeah, I don’t know. I think that’s the hate interpretation. By the way, I’m 44 endings into 100 line and just finished the first route that was actually engaging and worth my time, so look forward to that. Oh, man. Oh, man. Thank you, Chile Chief, for the resub. With you being a writer and all, that maybe you could add spellcheck game to the daily games at the beginning of stream. It might also make reading Umineko easier for you. Oh, he’s been polluting? Every single one has ended with, that was ass. Damn. I follow Naugust on Blue Sky. I don’t see those because I don’t check my Blue Sky. Thank you, Ouroboros, 188 for the reset. I can’t believe Fromsoft made the biggest blunder ever when making Dark Souls 2. Demon of Song, swap the D and the S, and that’s… And that’s a truly hard-hitting name. Holy shit. Was looking for Night Rain to remedy this apparent issue to no avail. This truly shows how Miyazaki’s vision is flawed. Congrats on killing chat, Ouroboros. Well done. Thank you Paus for the bits. You like Type Moon? Their early work was a little too high concept for my taste, but when Tsukuhime came out in 2000, I think they really came into their own, commercially and artistically. The whole VN has a clear crisp gallery of CGs and a new scene of consummate professionalism that really gives the novel a big boost. He’s been compared to Ryukishi 07, but I think Nasu has a far less bitter cynical sense of humor. I get- I understand this reference. I understand this reference. I have not seen that movie. In 04, Nasu released Fate Stay Night, their most accomplished VN. I think their undisputed masterpiece is Heaven’s Feel, a route so emotional most people probably don’t read into its themes. But they should, because it’s not just about the pleasures of a purple-haired girl calling you senp- It’s also a personal critique about the nature of heroism itself. Hey, chat. And then here comes the sledgehammer. Thank you very much, Post. Thank you, Bushwalker525 for the resub. Did you hear that Resay was shot dead in Atlanta? What the fuck are you talking about? Thank you, Juli Gordo for the bits. Don’t have a message? Just think you deserve a break from the Fate Stay Night Lobby? Have you considered reading One Piece? Fuck. It’s just Laura Bailey, okay? I’m sorry. I’m sorry. It’s just the Laura Bailey buff, alright? It’s got nothing to do with Rese. Nothing to do… Nothing to do with it. Nothing to do with it. Thank you Kai Shinra for the resub. Night Rain, yay or nay? I would say that if you are just going to do solo, unless you just live and breathe those games, I don’t think it’s going to be a good time. I don’t know. I’m still not checking out of it completely, but I’m close. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do with my time with Night Rain. But if you have a group of friends and you have money to burn, then go for it. I’m pretty sure it’s a fun time. But then again, it depends on the friends. Almost anything is good with friends. Get friends. I don’t like playing Souls-like games with other people. I just don’t like doing it. I do like co-op games, but I don’t like playing that kind of game with other people. Not my jam, baby. Not my jam. Thank you, Falzor25 for the resub. How are we in June already? Yep. Every day is great at your June 8th. It’s June 8th month. Should we do 999 again? Just do it again? Thank you Nightmarish for the bits. Hey Joe, can we get a Queer Ass for Pride Month? Hold on. Queer Ass? It’s been so long. It’s been so long. Thank you very much. Thank you, Softwarm7 for the resub. Much love. I hope you have fun with episode six. It’s decent so far. I don’t think it’s going to be my favorite, but it is decent so far. It’s definitely better than episode five. Thank you, Mijic, or is it Magic? Is it Mijic? For the resub. Buttfangs, eh? What are those? What are we talking about? What? Thank you RRDino for the bits. Can’t catch the stream today, so I can’t wait to watch the VOD where Joseph Anderson has reasonable reactions to mysterious story elements that will likely be explained reasonably or unreasonably 60 hours later. Have a battlerific day. Aw, thank you. Off to write my witch fanfiction where I fantasize about cheese. That sounds like a good time. Enjoy. Make sure it’s not Swiss or else we’ll complain about the plot holes. Thank you Cinehill for the resub with Umipeak. Thank you very much. Thank you Lord5Iseth for the resub too. I have to watch the VOD later. Just wanted to ask what the schedule will be for Umi Necho streams Tuesday and Saturday like before. Yeah, that’s what we’re doing at the moment. Yeah. We have done a couple extra ones here and there, but Tuesday and Saturday will be Umineko until we’re done. According to the Witch of Screams, I think we’ll be done in July for Umineko. We’re getting through AnswersArk a lot faster than we did QuestionsArk. And thank you, IronRath, for your sub. Hey Joe, been catching up on the last three VODs the past week and I’m glad you’ve been enjoying episode 6. I remember when I was reading it I was falling asleep from all the subtle foreshadowing I wasn’t picking up on. Cheers. Yeah, Mouse was telling me that episode 6 has, like it lands differently depending on where you are in the story. And I can definitely see that, yeah. Mouse has a difficult time talking to me about Umineko because she doesn’t want to spoil but she still wants to talk about it. I really want to see all the different things that you see when you know the full story. I’m not explaining that very well. I think it’s a very different experience when you go through again. Sorry, I missed it earlier. When you saw me echo, I already did. You have to go find it on YouTube. You need to be more confident in your jokes. You get hit by unnecessary minus twos. You can do better. Have faith in yourself. No, sometimes the bad landing is the point. It’s on purpose. It’s like episode five. It’s bad on purpose. All right, here we go. We get to start. An hour and 15 minutes in. All right, here we go. Here we go. I think there’s no music right now. But I still have to fix the bug. Alright, here we go. We’re reading. We’re reading. Whoa. Cause Battler said you’re not allowed to do that anymore. Even with hearing power boosted by the detective’s authority, it would probably be impossible to make out anything. This room was the farthest down the hall, a long way away from the cousin room. And last time, my room was right next to theirs. I see. So he’s placed my room farther away this time. Such a modification to the initial arrangement is well covered by the authority given to the game master. It would seem to be quite a reasonable first move. Well, it’s better for me that way too. Like I’d want to hear those brats’ squeaky voices as they play cards. This whole time, Erika had been facing the desk and working on something. She was preparing some of those packing tape seals from before. She had asked Kumasawa for the stickiest tape in the place. She drew a complicated signature that could not be counterfeited across it with a permanent marker, then began making notches across it. This way, if she ever wanted to prove that some opening had remained closed, she could stick this tape over it, creating a powerful seal equal in strength to the Red Truth. These menacing seals had cornered Natsui so thoroughly in the previous game. Great. Is something wrong? He got me. That battler doesn’t let anything get by him, does he? Erika grimaces showed the piece of packing tape she had torn off to Delanor. This won’t be any good. Yep. It’s barely sticky at all. This won’t reach even close to the red truth. Even packing tape can be of low quality and it sometimes gets weaker with age. The tape Kurosawa had found was a bit too weak even for normal use. It wasn’t nearly sticky enough to be used as a detective seal. It is possible to tear it off cleanly. This cannot count as proof of a seal. I guess Battler isn’t as totally incompetent as I thought. He probably tampered with all the packing tape on the island using the authority of the game master. Letting Erika get her hands on packing tape gave her a fatal weapon to use against witches. The previous game had proven this fact. And so Battler had removed that weapon from the entire mansion. Most likely, all possible substitutes for packing tape have also been tampered with. Probably. Well, it isn’t really so bad. At least this way, I won’t have to look like a fool crawling all over the outer wall in the cold rain. Erika tossed the packing tape aside carelessly and flopped spread eagled onto the bed. Woah, time to unplug my controller. Anyway, waiting calmly for the crime and smoking a pipe is also part of the detective’s role. I doubt you’ll have any role until the first twilight begins. So why not vanish off somewhere and take a break? I imagine that just the side of my face is tiresome for you. I do not smoke. I am just a kid. Oh really? I wish I could. Well, only if it really is as refreshing as smokers claim. It seems that you are not in high spirits. Does it look that way? Erika answered lazily, still looking up at the ceiling. That in itself was half an answer. The silence between the two was filled by the sound of the wind and rain. It was so quiet that the sound of the ticking clock rang out clearly. Lady Erika, may I ask a question? Depends on what it is. The answer is probably no, though. Well, we’re just killing time anyway. What is it? Maybe Erika was bored too. Or perhaps the sound of the rain was making her sentimental. She agreed to listen to Delianar, which was very unlike her. Why? Why do you hate magic? Ah, you mean that thing downstairs with Maria? It was merely a foolish trick to deceive children. Everyone knew that. Was it really necessary to go so far to destroy that illusion? I cannot understand. Erika didn’t need the liner to tell her that it had been a childish fight. Well, I am a self-proclaimed intellectual redditor. I can’t stand having magic confuse the truth. So you feel pleasure from exposing that? I sense a different emotion. Different emotion? What’s that? To me, it feels less like pleasure and more like a different negative emotion. Huh, you really are a murder doll, aren’t you? Even your eyes are like not holes. Not holes? Is that like the holes on a button? Like on a teddy bear or something? Oh, like a mark on a tree on a plank of wood? Things in wood? Okay. My apologies, please forgive me. Fucking hell, I thought chat wasn’t going to go there, but they are. Erika rolled over grumpily, turning her back to Delanor. So Delanor couldn’t see her expression. Even so, for some reason she could guess that this completely unobserved expression was one of pain. Interpreting this to mean that Erika wanted her to go away, Delanor gave a bow and made to leave. Then Erika suddenly spoke. The words seemed so utterly out of place that Delana doubted her ears. So she had to ask Erika to say it again. What did you say? They’re taking the hobbits to Aizen. I love you. It really did seem utterly out of place. Delana wanted to see what Erika really meant. But the latter still had her back turned and her face was out of sight. Thank you very much. I was going out with someone else a while back but we’ve completely broken up. The others might say things out of envy but please ignore them. I’m going to devote my whole life to you so I want you to do the same for me. Let’s find happiness together. Glana avoided asking what she was talking about and stood there in silence. For a while, Erika kept on dully and emotionlessly, repeating sloppy phrases that might have popped up in some shoujo manga. Then, unexpectedly, she once again followed up with a complete non sequitur. Oh, a family guy? A new wallet. Hmm? Of course, she had no idea what Erika was saying. However, with her back still to Delanor, Erika kept on saying disconnected words. A strange cat keychain. A type of cologne that didn’t suit him. A music tape that’s not his style, which he said he borrowed from a senior at the theater. His senior was asking, so he had to go. He suddenly got a new part-time job. He said he was talking with a friend on the phone who just wouldn’t hang up. Made too much curry. Went to theater practice more often. The way he folds paper towels. Thanks, I’ve already eaten. He knew more about cosmetics. Sorry, I was sleeping. The toilet seat was left down. He spent the night over at his stage friend’s place. My acting friends had a party here earlier. Someone must have left it behind. The drain and sink were cleaned out. Receipts and point cards from places he never goes. The money souls are evidence that you went out on Sunday when it was raining. That matches the strange symbol on the calendar. None of your theater friends have hair this long. That’s a leading question. How do you know the plot of a movie you haven’t seen yet? Evidence, evidence, circumstantial evidence, observation, surveillance, tracking, tailing, information gathering, wiretapping, asking around, questioning. I found tons of evidence that I loved you. I found tons of evidence that you loved me, but I can’t find any evidence that you haven’t been cheating on me. Ah, fucking hell. I’m enjoying this. Give it a rest. If you love me, then trust me. If you can’t do that, then you don’t love me anymore. How could I love someone like that? I’ll treasure you for all my life and I want to do well in theater just as much. You said that you like seeing me act, right? So why are you telling me to stop acting now? Why do I have to choose between you and acting? What’s wrong with you? I’m seriously worn out, okay? Come on, if all we do is fight when we see each other, maybe we both need some time to cool off, okay? I need to concentrate for my next performance anyway. This girl working with Senpai suddenly said she wouldn’t be able to perform. I need to rewrite the script by tomorrow. I don’t have time for this. And anyway, if you really find it that hard to trust me, we’re through. Stay away. Just go home, bitch. I don’t love you anymore. I’m sorry I said it like that. Don’t cry, dammit. It’s disgusting. Just die. Stop shouting, dammit. You’re annoying the neighborhood. Just get the hell away from me and never come back. Without love, it cannot be seen? That’s backwards. Because of love, you end up seeing things that don’t even exist. Wow, it’s actually going there? Is it gonna develop on it? How love can make you end up in a bad situation? It’s nothing more than an illusion, one that no one but you can see, and one that even you can never touch. Without love, humans would never need to sift through truth and lies. Because we can see things like that, we doubt, we suffer, we cry out loud. Right now, I’m happy. Though it may be temporary, I’ve become the Witch of Truth. As I am now, I no longer need to worry about being tormented by non-red words. Why’d you need the packing tape then? Hmm. What about you? How would you have countered my endgame? How would I? That useless man couldn’t have played the part of my opponent in that game. I was wondering how you would have countered it. What are we talking about? Zlano was suddenly thrust into the position of Erika’s opponent in the witch’s game she had once challenged that man to. Delana shared in the fragments of Erika’s past and was made to grasp the full situation. The borders reproduced in full inside their heads. The situation was one-sided. Erika’s side had constructed a blue truth based on countless bits of circumstantial evidence that had turned all those into pieces. Oh, I was going to say comma splice, but it’s another comma and was already cornering the opponent. For some time, Delanor thought in silence and announced her by-the-book response. First move. I demand that you provide evidence that I have been cheating. Oh, okay, we’re doing that. All right, I see. Counter with the blue truth. I present 84 points of circumstantial and physical evidence. Counter with the blue truth. I present six points of circumstantial and physical evidence that I still love you. Good. Blue and blue cancel each other out, but the number of pieces used to construct each is overwhelmingly unbalanced. When both opponents meet with the blue truth, the decision is almost always based on which side has more pieces of evidence regardless of the actual circumstances. This is especially true in the human world. So, by the standard rules Erika would win. First point to me. Your next move? I will attempt to switch offense and defense. I ask that you, Lady Erika, provide proof that you are not cheating. Perpetual check. That’s a forbidden move, since it results in an endless repetition of the same question going both ways. Then I frankly declare that, despite a lack of proof, I still love Lady Erika, even now. That’s not red truth, so it’s invalid. Even if it was red, that’d be a stalemate. After all, I’d have no move to counter with. Hmm. Zyana remained silent for a while. Then she quietly responded to Erika’s moves until they reached checkmate. A stalemate is a forbidden move in the game of witches since it means the ruin of the game. However, in chess, it also represents a draw. Because of this, it’s a splendid final move that a weaker player can pull off if they’re unable to win outright. In this situation, Erika clearly had the advantage. So it was natural that the Llanar would seek a stalemate to obtain a tie. Chat, in chess, is it ELO in chess as well? Or ranking or whatever? I can’t, I don’t remember. They didn’t call it ELO when I was playing chess competitively. I think it was just ranking. If someone who has, I can’t remember how much it goes with the scale, it’s like 1,000 to 2,000 or something like that. No, you could be below 1,000. If a player that has 800 ELO plays against a player that has 1,600 ELO and it’s a draw, does the 16 ELO player lose points to the 800 player or is the draw just neutral when it comes to it? Yeah, they do. Okay. They lose a ton. Okay. So a draw can definitely be like a worthwhile thing to go for a lower ELO player. Okay. So it was natural that the lander would seek a stalemate to obtain a tie. However, that would only be the case in chess. In the game where witches fight over the truth, it’s a forbidden move. So it was already checkmate from the very beginning. The lander had no way to turn the game around. However, regardless of what the real truth between the pair of them had been, this game would be. Any other moves? Oh, witch hunting archbishop, protector of the truth? No, I resign. See, there you go. Yeah, never mind without love, even within love, she’s still like this. But also shows that not completely, because she would understand even with a couple points of evidence, she’d be like, that’s it. But she stayed in it and collected 84 pieces of evidence because she just didn’t like the answer. I like the sequence. This was interesting. Erica had succeeded in crushing her opponent with the truth she espoused that her former boyfriend no longer loved her and was cheating on her. Her opponent had no way to argue back. After all, humans are not allowed to. A splendid game, a splendid finish from a superior position. Regardless of the truth of her opponent, Erika could win. A splendid victory. Delanor could only respond with silence. And with that, Erika spoke no more. She was probably done talking and wanted Delanor to leave. Delanor understood this, but even so, before leaving, she wanted to tell Erika one thing. A splendid game, Lady Erika. It’s only natural that the detective wins. Even before you became Lady Burncastle’s piece, you truly were a splendid wielder of the blue truth. However, Lady Erika, humans are only allowed to use the blue truth. And the only thing that can counter blue truth is red truth. And humans are not allowed to use the red truth, except for… In that case, how should your opponent have shown his truth? Who knows. Maybe you should have used that gold truth or whatever, which is supposed to be stronger than the red truth at times. You certainly were the victor in that game. However, allow me to say this as a protector of the truth. What? I imagine it’s something unpleasant, so say it and go away. Yes. This game is your victory. However, you still have not denied the six points of blue truth evidence I used to claim that I still love you. Even you are human. You cannot use red truth to deny those points. Later on, I used the detective’s authority to have all 84 points transformed into Red Truth. By the power of my master, I am human yet superior to humans, a detective and a witch. I am the witch of truth, Frodo Erika. Any other questions? Harding remarks? I have none. In that case, please excuse me. Delanor bowed and disappeared. After that, all that remained was a single witch of truth laughing off a bitter past with an equally bitter smile. Judging by the bedside clock, it was almost exactly midnight. Okay, guess I should get a little sleep. The curtain has finally opened on the second day, October 5th. I wonder if this round’s murders are happening somewhere right now. About now, sorry. I hope our victims leave us some interesting dying messages this time. He he he he he he he he. Hi Joe, been enjoying stream highlights for a while. First time catching a stream. I was just watching the AI Somnium streams to get me through this bad case of a flu. Aw, good luck with that. This is not a good first stream to be on because we’re really deep into this hella long story and there’s going to be a lot of spoilers and stuff like that. So thank you for stopping by, but if you have any interest in what’s on screen right now, I would encourage you to leave. Streamer tells first time chatter to leave. Yeah, sorry. Like it’s gonna, it’s gonna spoil it. Thank you. I can port for the reset as well. No, they use DKP. What? Thank you very much. I can port. Luke council. DKP. Dragon kill points. People still use DKP. For chess. Oh, for chess. They use DKP instead of ELO. All right. Thank you. Sorry. I forgot the question I asked. Ava, why didn’t you discuss this with your mother? This is about the partner who’s supposed to support you throughout the rest of your life. Oh man, you’re really mad at Jessica. Holy fuck. Oh, it’s Jorah! That’s right. She’s the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. And that’s why you need to choose very carefully, right? How can you be so rash? Ava and George could have… Okay, so did you win? Or is… Wasn’t there a trial or something? Ava and George could be seen beneath the eaves of the guesthouse. Is it? This looks like the mansion to me. George had revealed his engagement with Shannon. Ava’s anger had exploded almost instantly. This had been no more than George had expected, so he had responded with an ice-cold calm. Did you sleep clear? She told you she was pregnant to force you into marriage, didn’t she? How rude. I’m a strong believer in preserving chastity before marriage. Then why an engagement? I asked her. She accepted. What more could be needed? No, it’s all wrong. Marriage isn’t as easy as it seems in manga or whatever you’re thinking of. What about her parents? Relationships between the two families. Are you some straight alley cat or are you Ushuromiya George? How can you be so rash now when you might even be selected as grandfather’s successor? Alright, once again. Too late for that, bro. It’s way too late for that, bro. You do not understand… Now listen here. Do you realize how hard your father has worked to get here? That’s not something you can duplicate just by imitating him. Do you understand how often he was saved by luck and coincidence before now? And he got through it because he had a wonderful life partner by his side, you. Sayo is the kind of person who will support me and make me be reborn as an even stronger man. You’ve praised me for becoming the adult I am, but that could never have happened without her. What? Are you listening? George? Just let your mother handle this for now. Cool your head and think very carefully. Shen isn’t the only person interested in you, right? Ayumi-san? Ayumi-san from that marriage meeting really took a liking to you. First I’ve heard of it. I thought you knew. Her parents were also very impressed by you. If you really dreamed to build your own castle like your father, Ayumi-san is the one who would really be able to help you, right? Do you intend to betray her feelings? There’s nothing to betray. There was never any special relationship between Ayumi-san and me. We just had a marriage meeting and her parents got all fired up afterwards. We made us go out together several times when we never even looked at each other. Ayumi-san is a well-bred, modest woman, isn’t she? She just couldn’t look at you because you’re a man and it would be embarrassing and ill-mannered. If you can’t feel anything from her unless she looks at your eyes, then just tell her that. I’m sure she’ll look at you in the future. You want me to marry Ayumi-san because it will benefit you. You aren’t pushing that engagement for the sake of anyone but yourself. George, how can you say that? Have I ever failed to think about what’s best for you? I haven’t, have I? What is a parent’s job? It’s to look after the long-term welfare of their children, right? We’ve been looking down upon your entire future from a great height. What a line. And from our vantage point, we can see that you’re letting your momentary youthful emotions lead you down the wrong path. That’s why I’m saying this, even though I know you’ll hate me for it. Hmm… Sometimes during Ava’s rage, tears had started to drip from her eyes. As though those tears had caused him to hesitate, George turned his back and sagged his shoulders. Even George is a child of man, after all. Featherine? Though he understands that marriage requires nothing more than the love of two people, he can’t get over his desire for his parents’ acceptance. And so, he is trapped between the tears of the mother who has always helped him and the fiancée he chose. Fucking hell, Joe. Or is he? Or is he? Okay, I think that’s about enough. Huh? All my life, you’ve done a great job raising me, and I’m grateful for that. When I have children and become a parent, I’ll become a parent like you. I’ll be the kind of parent most worthy of respect in the entire world, one who can truly fight for his children’s sake. George. For what? I think. It’s about time you learned to let go of your son, mother. Gio. Gio. From now on, let’s stop talking as mother and son. I am George. You are Ava. Let’s forget that you are my parent and let our true intentions ring clear. The reason you want to choose the person I marry is for financial reasons, public appearances, and so that you can look good in that continuing quarrel between you and your siblings. You have no other reason. Man, this scene is definitely unreliable. You’d do well just to give up in a minute now. I’m about to share my point of view with you. I suggest you do the same. After all, you will lose. No traces of love or respect for his mother remain in George’s eyes. There was only a frigid glare as he gazed ruthlessly down at the witch who was trying to bind his future. George, why are you looking at your mother like that? Because I’m not looking at my mother. All I see is a wall, a trial, that’s standing in the way of the future I’m trying to grasp. You’re only human. I know that you have dreams and ambitions and that you’re still chasing after those. And I think that’s a wonderful thing. We also know how hard it is for a person to chase their dreams without giving up. So I’ll need to inherit your wonderful strength. I’ve learned a lot from my parents, my friends, and Sayo, and I’ve grown. And the last thing I’ve learned, acquired and perfected, is the real Ushimiya George! Now I’ll overcome the final barrier. You! What? Ava had disappeared. The pouring rain landed evenly across the ground everywhere. No, it was blocked very slightly in one place. However, there was no one there. Standing on the ground isn’t the only way to block path in the rain. Then, could it be? Sure, it’s good for people to let their true feelings show every once in a while. I’ll speak my mind too, so why don’t you just lay it all out as well? In the rain-filled sky, with a moon that shouldn’t have been visible behind her, was the golden witch of the future who had finally obtained everything of the Ushramiya family. Even the drastic change in his mother’s appearance didn’t faze George. On the contrary, he seemed to be moved by her boldness, because his mother had honestly and truly displayed her true nature. This way, I can confidently show her my true self. Here we go, mother. Here we go, Ava. This is my first step towards escaping from your shackles. First step! With that first step, he felt something odd beneath his feet. He knew that this sticky sensation, different from that of mud, represented his mother’s arrogance trying to prevent him from making that first step. I used to read to you all the time when you were little, didn’t I? Do you remember your favorite story, Journey to the West? That takes me back. That’s probably the first fantasy I really loved. Sun Wukong, the monkey king, wanted to become a god and was tested by Buddha. If you can jump free from the palm of my hand, I will acknowledge your wish. Then Sun Wukong managed to reach what he thought was the end of the world and found five pillars standing there, only to discover that they were Buddha’s fingers and that he still hadn’t left Buddha’s hand. I mean, you’re at the edge then, aren’t you? Just keep going. And you likened this to my first step, me declaring my intention to break free from you? Your resistance, your conflict, your anguish and self-restraint and everything else. All of it is a road I once traveled down. This first step of yours is so trivial that when compared to my life it would just get gobbled up. How long are you going to look away? If only you’d just look. At your feet! George’s feet on the pitch black earth soaked by the pounding rain was what appeared to be a slightly red sash that glowed ominously and blocked George’s first step. It was deep, vicious, and it held George’s foot in place. The music from Eva’s perspective as she gazed down from the sky. It looked like a vast red spiderweb that radiated out with George at the center. That’s right. This is me. This is me being tied down by countless studies and raised for the sake of your ambitions. No, that’s not it. Let me put it so you can understand. I’ll show you. And then you’ll realize the truth. Hahaha. The vast red spiderweb on the ground scooped up George as easily as scooping scum out of a pot. Then it lifted him into the air like a deer caught in a net and swung him about. Laughing insanely, Ava was as innocent and cruel as a grade schooler happily swinging about a bag filled with her gym clothes. Giggle, giggle. Come on, try to remember, okay? What happened on Tuesdays? Uh, Umineko. Gah. Gah. I remember. That was piano lessons. I still cringe whenever I hear I stepped on the cat. Violin is hard Ava, what the fuck? Then do you remember what you did on Wednesdays? Oh man, Thursdays was murder lessons? That was the day for supplemental lessons. You were just terrible at subjects of memorization, weren’t you? You could apply your knowledge, but were horrible at learning by rote, a classic he can do it if he tries kid. That one stung. Those are the most annoying words a kid can hear at a parent-teacher conference. You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make a drink. That’s a British aphorism, isn’t it? Aphorism is a really good word. Making you get and stay motivated was the hardest thing to do. George was bound hand and foot by the bright red spiderweb reduced to the witch’s plaything. She innocently swung him around and smashed him about, all with an insane laugh, again and again. Do you remember what you did on Fridays? Of course. As far as after-school lessons go, that one was pretty unique. A school you go to with your parents can be trying in more ways than one. Don’t buy your child a fishing rod, go fishing with him. You certainly like British education theory, don’t you mother? British education. Oxymoron. That school was hard on his parents too. But for you, it was the most effective one. The monthly fee was high, and it was a pain to have to spend Friday nights there every week. But it did more for you than anything else. That’s when I realized, kids don’t grow unless the parents watch over them. If children are sprouts, then parents are the sun. No plants will bud, and no flowers will bloom without the sun. Man, it was a really good parent. Still bound howden foot, George was thrown, slammed, and smashed. He could do nothing. He was still like Sun Wukong, unable to leave the palm of his mother’s hand. However, since he wouldn’t surrender, he could still show resistance at any time. And what about Saturdays, huh? That’s when the tutor came. He came to our house, which made it much easier, right? It was a pain having to invite some other person into my own private room every week. I hated the smell of sweat left behind when he left, so much that I can still remember it. Good line. He was a wonderful teacher who drilled a scholarly attitude into you. His monthly fees were on par with a lawyer’s consultation fee, and it was well worth it. Then, on the Sundays and Mondays that followed, I didn’t have any extra school and could finally rest and play some Minecraft. How ironic. Have those extra classes from Tuesday until Saturday held me down all this time? I really am, just like Sun Wukong. Cackle cackle. Yeah, if you’re arrogant enough to think that you can escape from the palm of my hand, you’ll be crushed by Buddhist five mountains. Sun Wukong, who wanted to become a god, was crushed by the five mountains of fire, water, wood, metal, and earth, and sealed away. These are the five elements of the days of the week, Tuesday through Saturday, are named after in Japanese. Are they? Only now did George, who had always admired Sun Wukong, recognize this greatest of ironies. Just like Sun Wukong, you need to reflect upon and be punished for your arrogance. If you can show that you’re willing to reform yourself, I’ll release you. That’s not being released. It’s brainwashing. This is a bathtub. There’s no need to think about anything. Why not just leave everything to Mama? I’ll decide everything for you. That’s the best kind of life for you. I found the most intellectual woman in the world willing to devote herself to you entirely. I’ll arrange for all your successes and even prepare the roads leading to them. Erika? And eventually you will be chosen for the highest honor in the Ushimiya family and positioned as successor to the headship. Only then will you begin your true life. Don’t make me laugh. You still haven’t even been born yet. This isn’t my web that you’re caught in. You’re still inside my caring, nurturing womb. Man, a lot of Dom texts today. George was slammed against the ground over and over. It was a heartless atrocity, unlike anything one would expect a blood-related son to receive. However, in Ava’s eyes, perhaps even this was a sign of love for her precious son. The human-shaped lump of flesh wrapped in the red bag was slammed over and over, then thrown high into the air, where it was caught in a massive spiderweb in the sky, still covered with fresh blood. While he hung there as though crucified, George didn’t even twitch. Where’s the dog? Even if he’d had some power to resist raining in him, the red web pinning him there would have held even that in check. The rain, which had been falling nonstop since the beginning, quietly tormented and pitied George. Be sealed by the five mountains and cool your head. I’m not telling you to stop because I think Shannon Chan’s a bad kid, okay? She’s a great girl, the one who gave you a chance you needed to grow up. However, an ill-considered engagement is a different matter entirely. The issue has nothing to do with some failing on her part. Understand that. Blame the problem, not the pier. Right? That’s another British saying. Is it? I really did raise you to be a smart kid. No, I am raising you. You’re still inside me, right? You need to be nurtured a little longer. Okay, that’s enough punishment, so apologize to your mother. What do you think, everyone? The spiderweb released George reluctantly. Then it threw him to the ground beneath the cloudy sky. Chat encountering symbolism for the first time. Thank you Tantofaz186 for the resub. My girlfriend broke up with me and then asked me to come back. Anyways, umineko. All right, kind of topical for today’s topics on Amineko. Thank you very much, Santa Fez, 186. Good luck with that. George about to do a Final Fantasy in VII Rebirth. Fucking hell. Thank you, mother. It was all George could do to get up on his hands and knees. Get up on his hands and knees. Though he wiped the mud away and stood his ground, he still couldn’t raise his head. Everything you’ve done so far, you’ve done for me, haven’t you? Thank you. Thanks for everything. Meanwhile, this topic in a Persona game or any other anime game of that caliber. Oh no, Social Link Senpai, I just, my mother just wants me to go to school and doesn’t give me any free time. What should I do? Three options. Hmm, I don’t care, this burger’s tasty. Why don’t you try talking to her? Just rebel anyway. Oh, okay, all right, okay, next Social Link. The end. That’s it. That’s as far as it goes. Meanwhile, here. This is good. I like this. That’s right. You must hate me now, but one day you’ll thank me. I’m sure you’ll understand how much I loved you. Being bound by all those extra classes from Tuesday until Saturday, that’s a sign of how hard you worked to raise me to be an excellent man. That’s another British phrase. To cover a trial in blessings is the greatest education of all. Thank you. In return, I’ll give you a British saying. Fuck off, Gov! What’s that? What does that mean? It means fuck you. Maybe this one is clearer. To spend too much time in studies is sloth. Sloth. Francis… Francis Bacon. Sorry. Sorry, sorry. The man drenched in mud and blood. Straightened his crooked glasses and slowly stood up. Though he was covered in filth, his appearance had a divine quality to it. Something that could only appear on a self-controlled man, not one who had merely been dozing in his mother’s amniotic fluid. I cannot count the number of things I’ve learned from Sayo. She taught me courage and chivalry, how to be ambitious and witty and humorous and just a little stylish. Could we have seen that? It’s ironic. Almost all of the things you say are so wonderful about me. Didn’t come from you at all. George, are you? Are you still? Time to get back in Mother’s womb. I’ll nurture you in a sea of warmth once more. Francis Bacon. As Ava howled, a bright red spiderweb appeared to George’s feet once more and tried to scoop him up into the air again. However, at that instant, a powerful magic circle could be seen in the area surrounding George for just a moment. Man, if only Hideyoshi could be here, this fight just wouldn’t be happening right now. Faster than he could be scooped up by the spiderweb, George jumps, and with a sharp kick of the heel and a magnificent forward flip, he cut the shackles of that spiderweb apart. What? That smooth movement proved that he had possessed the power to escape from those shackles all along. He had willingly allowed himself to be bound by that web. Everything I owe you for what you’ve done, my god. I’ve paid back now with pain. Thanks to that, I think I’ll finally be able to leave the nest for good. You really do need these every now and then. Fights between parents and kids. Yeah. Depends on the parents. Not to get all too real for me right now, this is a problem with the boomer generation is that they don’t know how to accept the kids rebelling. And a lot of times, like it just becomes this toxic repetition until like the kids are just like, okay, I’m done with you then. And they just cut the parents out of their lives. I wonder if that’s going to repeat as well. George, why must you disobey me so completely and with a little girl like that? Just to be clear, not all boomers. It’s just enough boomers that it’s actually like a noticeable phenomenon. Like you’ll talk to a lot of millennials and like quite a surprising amount of them are like, yeah, I’m no contact with my parents. It’s like, what the fuck? Why? And it’s probably for that exact reason. Maybe it’s about time. Time for what? It’s about time. Time to start fighting back. Whoa. Mortal stampede. The curtain of spiderwebs that Ava shot out in defense were all too slow. George, we threw them in one instant and the next. He was right before her eyes. Oh my god, the kick is back. Ava jumped out of the way of a kick that would have knocked her feet out from under her, then blocked the second half of George’s double roundhouse with a high kick of her own. I guess there’s one thing I can thank you for teaching me. Oh, and what day of the week was that? It’s the martial arts training we focus on during long breaks from school. I’m glad George, to hear you’re grateful for at least one thing. Your mother is happy. Ava’s swift feet flashed like lightning. Low, low, low, mid-level attack. As George’s head fell forward, she caught it in both hands as though she was about to smash it against the ground. It was then met with Ava’s knee as it rose like a vault of lightning from the earth. You should have learned Mu-Tai. How do you say this? Mu-Tai? Mu-A-Thai. Mu-A-Thai? My thighs? It would have been more fun to have learned it with you. You’re right. I never had more fun than when I was learning martial arts with you. Then right now is when we get to have the most fun. Isn’t it fun, George? Isn’t it? Is it fun to play with your son like this? Mother? Yes it is. You’re my precious son and I love you lots and lots inside my womb. I even love it when you kick in there. Understood. This kick’s coming from the outside of your belly. Alright, Ryukishi, you’re going a little far with it now. I was on board until right then. Okay, come on. Oh man. Okay. You’re getting on in years, mother. Maybe it’s about time you held back on wearing childish clothes like that. George? Okay, too far. Bro, her chin still covered in vomit. Ava lifted up at George in twisted anguish. She could see how pathetic her face was by her reflection in his glasses. Both you and I need to leave our childhood days behind. So long, mother. Meanwhile, across the estate, Battler goes up to Rudolph. Hey, old man. Hey, old bastard. I got some news. What is it, Battler? Me and Sao just got engaged. Just want you to know. Okay, up top. Up top. You hitting that already? Not yet, but soon, maybe. You know how I am about Mary. Yeah, all right. High five. All right. There we go. Done. All right. See you. Breakfast tomorrow. That fierce lightning and rain may time freeze. Just to be clear though, that dynamic also has its own problems. That’s not like… Just better in every way than what’s going on here with George and the reverse birth. There were no convulsions. Her life had been ended without leaving her and even an instant to writhe about in pain. I know you’re somewhere over there, Gap. As he straightened his glasses, George spoke to the rose thicket behind him. Then a pitch black hole opened in the air there and Gap jumped out. Impressive. Even considering that it was before her ascension, I can’t believe you managed to defeat Eva Beatrice. I thought you’d be there. Thanks for not interfering. I’m glad we were able to keep between mother and son. How? How? How do you know? How do you know? You’re a knower? How are you a knower? Okay. But of course, I wasn’t here. You summoned me just now. It doesn’t matter either way. I have something to ask you. Is there any reason I should listen? Will you refuse to listen? With his back still facing her, George reset his glasses. The threat in his voice held the solemn presence of a king who could control demons. That presence made a gap gulp, and she licked her lips before bowing respectfully to his back. I like hot guys, but I like monarchs even more. Yeah, we know. Your wish is my command, oh Demon King. I want you to lay her body to rest in a place fitting for a woman who admired the head of the Ushimiya family and who lived her life with the misguided dreams of that position. So, in Kinzo’s study? No. The VIP room will do fine. That never-opened VIP room on the second floor of the mansion. Ah, that room. As you wish your majesty. Were battlers fucking interstellering right now? Gap approached Ava’s corpse and lightly tapped the ground with her right heel. When she did, a large hole opened up, swallowed both Gap and the corpse, and closed. After a while, a small hole opened in the air, and the staff Ava always carried, marked with the one-winged eagle that symbolized the Ushimiya family’s leader, is spat out into a puddle. Because the corpse would no longer have any use for it, George slowly approached that staff and stepped down hard on the tip. When he did, the staff spun violently into the air, and after passing by the blue moon that honored the demon king, he caught it. It flew into Georgia’s outstretched hand. Georgia Triss? No. The instant he grasped it, another fierce lightning bolt landed nearby, and by the time the flash disappeared, the staff he held had become a spray of gold butterflies and vanished. It was as though George had crushed the staff out of existence. And now I’ve finished my part. I’ll let someone else have a turn. I can’t believe you attacked your own mother. It’s the person who loves you first in this world, and the last one you have to separate yourself from. That’s what it means to leave your home. This is the courage I need to show to take Sayo as my wife. George-sama! Koro-chan! Brave Ushimiya George, an excellent start! Even though it was just within the game, even though it was just a piece, I didn’t like having to kill my mother. However, that was the trial you sent me, so I saw through it. I thought we were gonna have a game show and be like, who knows the partner the most and answer some questions and like, oh, if someone was like, you know, if Saya was having a bad day and, you know, she was stuck in bed, like what breakfast meal would you make her? Okay, that’s what you would make. No, I didn’t think we were gonna do anime fucking kill your parents. All right, whatever. Anyway, the butt fangs are here. I’m going to go on break. Be right back. Before I go, thank you to Kami Mummy. There’s this one character that’s basically a Danganronpa fan. I’ve been referring to them as my weeb, as I like to presume you coined us your fans. That term. To another memorable Umineko-filled month, Joe, our most eligible battler. Been sitting on that one for a few months. I like that actually. Thank you very much to the Toro3tron. Thank you, thank you. We’re gonna be playing 100 line for like two years. Once a week for two years. Fucking hell. It’s gonna be like a factorial fucking run. I swear to God. Thank you, Kantiash for the resub as well. George, roundhouse kicking. His abusive mother is such an inspiration. Can’t believe he’s not single or whatever. Happy pride, everyone. Happy pride, everyone. What do you think, everyone? Do you think Ava’s abusive? I don’t think Ava’s abusive. I think she’s overbearing. I wouldn’t say abusive. I don’t know. I don’t know if I would go that far. I actually really like that scene. I think that we’re seeing more of George there. I still do think… That a big flaw of the story is going to be it’s obviously trying to get you to sympathize with George and show that he’s not that bad and that some stuff has been done to him like everyone else in this story. I just wish that his relationship with Sayo was a bit more developed and that they had messed with the ages a little bit so it didn’t feel gross. The other thing that I was talking to with Mouse about, was it yesterday or the day before, that I don’t see a lot of people talking about in chat, is that like, Shannon is kind of his employee. I feel like I would be way more on board with this and being like, okay, I understand, I’d be more willing to follow it. If more of that was like… I feel like there’s an important message there on both sides as a parent and as a child. It’s interesting. I feel like it’s handling it with quite a lot of maturity that a lot of stories that we see on stream usually don’t. And that’s what’s missing a lot of time. If people wonder why I can be so fucking arrogant and dismissive of some stories sometimes, it’s because of this. It’s like this sort of thing is missing for most of the stories that we do. And it’s just kind of playing with mature topics with kid gloves. And it’s not just anime games. It’s almost all the games that we play that have a story that with characters, especially set in the modern day, they’re trying to like have their cake and eat it too. They want to keep it light and airy and a lot of fun, but also they want to be like, hey, look, we’re still a mature story. Look at the themes that we’re dealing with, but they’re not dealing with them. They’re just paying lip service to it and then just move on really quick. Like most of the time, like when families clash like this, it’s usually… Fucking bloody, man. It’s usually really awkward, fucking harrowing. It doesn’t usually go well. And if you’re sitting there and it’s like, it went well with me, count your blessings that you had a good family. I’m serious, I’m serious. Call your parents today and be like, you know what? You were pretty good. Thank you very much, mom and dad. Like, if you know, you know. Holy fuck. I’m going to guess that most people don’t know, though. Yeah. I’m enjoying this. This is good. Anyway, be back. Five, ten minutes. All right, chat. I’m back from outer space. This is not what I wanted to see. All right. I wonder what parallels we can draw between the upbringings of all the kids. So it seems like George has had Overbearing, very controlled life, but also from someone who genuinely cares about him and wants what’s best for him, but also wants what’s best for the family as a whole and legacy and all this other stuff. I do think that Ava really does love George. It’s not purely from a place of like, you must do the family proud. I feel like she really does care about him a lot. And a lot of the things that she went through and gave him really is a gift. She’s focusing on the money and you owe me. But that’s also how George is viewing the mother, not necessarily what Ava thinks, although she must think that sometimes. Parents can get kind of bad like that sometimes when they’re confronted, even if they don’t mean it. They’ll look at the sacrifices they made and they’ll say those things to you. But it’s like a knee-jerk reaction to being challenged sometimes. I feel like Kraus and Natsui don’t give a fuck about Jessica whatsoever. She’s just there. It was like something they did out of obligation. Natsui definitely cares more about the Ushurimiya head and the headship of the Ushurimiya family and being the head of the Ushurimiya family and being the headship and the ship ship ship and the headship with the head on it. Definitely more than her daughter. We’ve barely seen these two interact with their kid, actually. It’s just usually just like, just go off to school. They’re trying to give her a good education and everything, but they’re not putting any pressure on her. But I feel like she would respond better to that pressure, like a little bit more. So they’re similar in that they care about legacy and everything, but they don’t have enough of an interest in their child to really go into it. But I don’t know, like, has Krause ever even spoken to Jessica? He must have at some point. Like in some… And they ever had like a one-on-one? Technically Jessica has more of a fun life. More fun in life. She’s a singer. Yeah, that’s what I mean. Like George being forced into all the musical things. Whereas Jessica seeks them out on her own. And he’s even hiding from her parents the fact that she has hobbies and interests. And she’s actually kind of good at it. Is what I mean. It’s like… Like, she would respond more to pressure. Like, these need to balance it out, right? Like, whatever Ava has turned up too high could go over to these two and it would be better for both of them. But I really just think that these two don’t give a fuck about Jessica whatsoever. Whereas, Rudolph and Kyrie, I think, do care about Battler, but they’re hands off even more so than Kressen and Tsui. They’re just like, Battler, just do it. It’s like what I went through when I was a teenager, when I became fucking 13, my parents were like, just do whatever we want, we don’t give a fuck anymore. That could be its own kind of destruction. Whereas, Maria is abandoned a lot earlier in life, and is just gone. I feel like Rudolph doesn’t give a fuck about Battler. I don’t know. I don’t think so. I think he does. These two have parents that stay together and have a functional, supportive relationship, right? These two don’t. This is not his mother, or it might be, but like his mother, it was like Rudolph is not with Battler’s mother that raised him. So, and also Rose’s father, sorry, Rose’s father, Maria’s father just dipped. So these two are the like the broken parent too, and these two are the linked united parent too. And I see the mistakes here and some parallels here, but I also see some down here as well. I don’t know, I’d probably like to think about this and write it out and really dig into it. Didn’t we all try a ton to get in touch with that? I think so, yeah, I can’t remember. Oh no, they’re also like, education is important in chat, but a lot of people think that it’s, I don’t want to say this because I don’t want to come across as dismissive because it really is important. Education is really important, chat. Schooling is really important, but it’s not the most important thing like a lot of people tell you when you’re in the middle of it. There’s a lot of value and a lot of benefit when it comes to like I feel like the text is saying this too, like George had the most education, the most support like that, and he turned out in some ways like the worst of all three of them, right? He’s annoying, he’s really highly strong, he has a lot of issues, a lot of hangups, whereas Battler presumably had the least amount of education and the least amount of pressure put on that. And in terms of like social stuff, Like he’s not like greatly well adjusted, but he’s like, he’s an awkward teenager, but he’s, he’s charming. He’s charismatic. He has a lot going for him that schooling can’t really teach you in those ways. That’s like freedom and being able to make mistakes will teach you. Whereas Jessica is somewhere in the middle. The worst thing he’d be is annoying. Yeah. And having a lot of, a lot of school can make you annoying, but. I don’t want to dismiss it. What Ava just described about George’s schedule and everything, that is a gift, man. Having that as a child, especially if you’re the kind of child that responds well to that pressure and that amount of structure, having your child grow up to having to play an instrument, speaking another language, having a tutor, that is a gift you can give your child. Holy shit. It just doesn’t feel like it was done in the right way. Where is Maria in this? I don’t know. Maria has just been completely abandoned. Maria, I would guess, would actually grow up to be more like Battler than the other two. Like Maria is raising herself and she seems to be quite competent. She knows how to self-teach and learn on her own. But I feel like Maria is just a good kid. Like Rosa just got lucky. Maria is ostracized in school. Yeah, she’s been abandoned too early, I guess. In order to like have the, well, Batler wasn’t really abandoned, kind of abandoned by his dad for a while, but also like chose it as well. I don’t know how, I don’t know what his relationship was like with his mother. I’m guessing the mother is more hands-off, but still cares. Whereas Rose is so hands-off that it’s become destructive. The fact that these gifts are used as a way to guilt George in giving up marriage to someone he loves is what makes it fucked up. Oh yeah, for sure, yeah. That whole thing was fucked up. But it’s also quite realistic. This is how… Or not realistic. It feels true. It feels authentic. But not realistic. Saying realistic is the wrong word. Because it’s like saying that’s how everyone responds. It’s not. This kind of parent would respond that way. There’s a lot to think of here with the kids. Yeah. Jessica’s been kind of a nothing for the whole story to me. And these two have been like the most nothing of the groups down here too. Even though she’s gotten quite a lot of time. I’m interested to see what Jessica’s trial is going to be like now and if we’re going to see more development with her parents. Why do you think Maria is a good kid? She can look after herself. She is presumably going to school by herself or at least coming home by herself some days because Rose is just fucking gone sometimes. She’s going to bed on time. She’s keeping the apartment clean. She’s staying safe for the most part. I don’t know, man. How old is Maria? Eight or nine? Like at that age, like being able to like be that functional and self-sustaining is remarkable. Remarkable. I have a nine-year-old and I don’t think Finn could be as functional as Maria. And that’s, I’m happy about that because like, fuck that, like Finn hasn’t had to do that. You know what I mean? Like Finn hasn’t had to like go through what Maria’s had. And he doesn’t need to look after himself on that level. She wants to speak Hebrew. I don’t know. Then we get into like fantasy bullshit. Like I don’t even understand how she can… She just becomes another person sometimes. That might be the supernatural side. I don’t want to put that on her or praise her for that. I don’t know what that is. Anyway, let’s continue. Sorry, we got distracted there. Oh, thank you to Depressed Luigi for the resub. The mother-son vor analogy is integral to the writing, says Ryukishi. It’s true. Happy to celebrate three years watching your streams with many more months to come. Francis Bacon. Thank you, depressed Luigi. He stared at the two demons. The demons looked at each other, then showed their surprise with their now familiar exaggerated gestures. George shows not to go along with this theatrical conversation. He just quietly looked down upon the game board, found the piece representing his mother, which was right next to his, and tipped it over. Symbolism. That was the trial that Zapar and Furfer had set for him. So that the love of the pair will stand true, offer up the life of one person by your own hands. It was similar to that trial during Beato’s games, where they were given three options as part of a test to select the next family head. However, a pair of lovers will never abandon each other’s lives. So they were automatically left with the option of sacrificing the life of another instead. In fact, it was merciful that they only had to choose the life of one person other than themselves instead of all. And besides, it only meant taking those lives as pieces on the board. So they’re talking about the scenes where George had to fight Gap and Jessica had to fight Renove, right? For the versions of themselves to whom the game board was the only world, this was a tragic parasite. Parasite? Parasite. The killing of a parent or other near relative. Okay. What’s, is patricide just father? Patricide and matricide or a parasite. Okay. But to those who stood around the game board in this, which is smoking room, it was nothing more than a movement of the pieces representing George’s will to overcome his parents. However, the fact remained that the demons had ordered them to take these lives, even if it was just within one of the endless fragment worlds. George appeared to have distanced himself from the events on the demon’s game board. But Jessica still seemed to resist the idea of stealing another person’s life, even if it was only their life as a piece on the game board. Didn’t read that very well. Have you been scared stiff? No. The Beatrice that Batlessan desires would not be shaken by the likes of this. Well then, who will undergo the next trial? Please choose the next victim, it doesn’t matter who. Please name the next challenger. Any of you may go. You go. If no one speaks up, that means I win, doesn’t it? Wait, are Shannon and Canon going to have to do one of these? Or is it just George and Jessica? Yes, that’s right. If so, congratulations, Ushimiya George. The key that leads to successful love between you and the one you cherish. No, that’s wrong. We will now proudly grant… Hold it right there. As the demons delightedly named George as the victor, they were interrupted by the next challenger. Jessica-san! I’m up next. Okay, I’ll do it. I’ll show you that I’m serious about Ken and Kun. Are you? Can you show me that too? In case you ever leave those two or other characters on screen during break again, remember to press escape so the text box disappears so I can enjoy those two to the fullest or other characters, I guess. Sure. A thousand pardons, my weeb, I’m sorry. As usual, this year’s family conference was getting bogged down. Everyone had decided to cool their heads for a moment, and a short break had been agreed upon. The four siblings could say whatever they wanted, but Natsui and Kirie, for example, were outsiders and found it difficult to speak freely in this sort of atmosphere. What about Hideyoshi? A conference where you aren’t allowed to say what you want can be tiring even as you just sit there quietly. Even Kirie couldn’t help letting out a deep sigh. Hmm. This was the second floor hallway of the mansion. Rudolph had wanted to be alone during the break, so she had felt like doing the same, and had drifted up the stairs to reach this place. Kiri’s expression was less tightly controlled than when her husband was around. She wore a tired look that she didn’t often show. Done. Done. She suddenly sensed another person, turned around to look behind her, and saw Jessica standing at the other end of the hallway with a knife. Oh, it’s you, Jessica-chan. Didn’t you go to the guest house? Well, I sort of decided to head back to my room to get a book. I see. And you’re on your way back to the guest house now? Yes, that’s right. Interesting. I can’t stand this rain. Is the wind really strong? It’s weak right now, relatively speaking. Wouldn’t she be drenched? Oh, umbrella? Nah, you’d still be drenched in a typhoon. As Kiri looked out the window, Jessica watched her back, looking agitated. What? It’s just kill anyone? It’s not like a fight against struggle or whatever? You’re just gonna kill- and George still chose his mom? What will you do Jessica? Your roulette has chosen Kyrie, but you may reject that choice and spin the roulette again if you wish. It doesn’t matter whose life is sacrificed for this trial. Jessica wasn’t like George. George had willingly chosen Ava to be a sacrifice to signify his separation from his old life so that he could step into a new life married to Shannon. However, Jessica hadn’t thought of any particular target, so she had left it up to the roulette of fate. That was no exaggeration. She’d walked around at random, imposing a rule on herself that the first person she met would be chosen as her sacrifice. And so, the roulette of fate had brought her to Kyrie. Of course, there was nothing forcing her to keep that rule. I killed you. Why, just kill George and you win, yeah. However, Jessica didn’t want to break a rule she had once made. Even though she was participating in a demon’s game, she still wanted to cling to this one last virtue. What if she ran into canon? Uh oh. Right now she could attack that unprotected back. But Jessica still wasn’t able to fully resolve herself. What is it? Do you have something to say to me? Noticing the strange distance Jessica was standing at, Kiri turned around. That unprotected back was already gone. Jessica realized that her hesitation had made her lose her own first chance. Aw man, Sekiro. She had taken on this demon’s game to prove her love for Kanan. However, would it really be okay to sell her soul to demons for the sake of love? She had energetically consented to this demon’s game, not wanting to let George, who had already taken an open-minded view of the situation, get any more of a lead on her, but her heart still wasn’t ready. Maybe I shouldn’t be asking you this, Aunt Kyrie. What is it? It’s rare for you to ask me questions, Jessica Shannon. I hope I’m capable of answering them for you. Actually, I have someone I like. Oh, really? That’s wonderful, Giggle. Then is it love you want to talk about? Yeah, pretty much. Very well. I’ll help out if I can. Thank you very much. Actually, um… Is it still one-sided? No, I guess you could say that it’s just become mutual. But well, there’s this trial for us to be joined together. A trial? Now what could that be? There’s the two of us and another pair of lovers, and we have to fight each other. You mean a love triangle? Or is it a square? Man, what are you kids into these days? Sounds complicated. And? Only the pair who wins can be together. It’s something complicated like that. In other words, Tsumari. That sounds awful. A love where neither side can succeed unless they use the others as stepping stones. Yeah! If we’re rejoined, then they’ll all fall apart! Stepping stone, Hajime, and the same other way around. I think I see where you’re going with this. Something like this, right? How far is a person allowed to take advantage of others to find happiness, right? Yes, Kyrie was very smart. She already guessed the question that Jessica had wanted to ask most. If you don’t fight, it automatically becomes their victory and you’ll lose. However, if you fight and win, it means they’ll fall apart. It’s nasty either. Oh, what a great person to choose to have this conversation with. I’m mad. However, the answer is obvious. Yes, Kyrie giggled. If she wasn’t willing to stick to her love until the end, then that would show the limits of their relationship. If that were the case, she should just let the other pair of lovers win. However, this was a love she couldn’t abandon. She couldn’t abandon her chances at victory either. So, she had no options other than to fight. Oh, thank you, VaultBoy127 for the resub. And thank you to Dr.Alburn for the resub too. How many bacon would a Francis Bacon of a Francis Bacon could Francis Bacon? I said it right. I did it. I did it. Five. It’s five bacon. Thank you, Dr.Alburn. And thank you again, VaultBoy127. Nightmarish is the new top clipper at 36 views. What’s going on? Clipped leaderboard? In the end, Jessica’s hesitation was caused by guilt over forcing the others to split apart as a result of her inevitable decision. George didn’t feel any guilt. I guess. I really am. Just looking for an excuse. Yes. That’s what you’re doing. Still, that doesn’t make it any easier to step over someone else for the sake of your own love. In that case, will you give up on your lover? That’s… I can tell you one thing for certain. Doing that will be even more painful. You’ll be forced to crawl through hell for the rest of your life. Hardness had entered Kyrie’s gaze. I was just sick, so I don’t remember much about that time. Oh yeah, this is your mom! However, I found mom’s notebook among her belongings after she died. Was it a diary? It was more a collection of her thoughts. It was much vaguer than a diary would have been. I found it and read it right away after she passed away. But I needed to wait until I had grown for several years before I could understand it. I see. So, did it speak for Kirie’s worries about her marriage? It was practically a book of curses. It cleared up several questions I’d vaguely felt back when I was six. When I was six, it seemed as though my parents were very close and had no problems. And though I thought it odd that Oni-chan lived separately, even though he was in our family, I accepted it as the way things were. Did you not know about Izumu? I think Oni-chan talked to me about her when no one was around, but it wasn’t something a kid who wasn’t even in elementary school could understand. After all, I never even saw a picture of her. Mom had sent all the pictures with Izumu-san in them to Oni-chan, leaving none behind in the house. To Angie and to Battler, who only rarely came home, Kyrie’s smile never faltered. If she hadn’t written her thoughts in that notebook, Angie would probably never have known them. Since his school days, Rudolph had been particularly popular with girls, a typical playboy. He bowled over the top, yet still just a little bit gentle towards women. He probably kept that formula for being popular with women inside his head. In their attempts to win Rudolph’s favor, several women tried various seductive tricks. What? Rudolf probably enjoyed that part the most. Since the beginning, love had been a game to Rudolf. He never thought of it as a trial and error process to find a single life partner. He would intentionally spark jealousy between women, lap up their compliments, and revel in the harem. Holy fuck! He may be my father, but he was an awful man. At the same time, dad must have looked down on those toadying girls. Mom, who was very aware of her self-worth and extremely intelligent, must have stood out. Though even that might be due to Kyrie’s more skillful methods of catching Rudolph’s gaze. Yeah, maybe. Mom was smart in a lot of ways. Like the other Ushimiya siblings, Rudolph had strong ambitions and lofty goals. Under the mottos of, if you can pull it off, you’re golden, and as long as no one finds out, he would alternate between setting up businesses that were borderline swindles or illegal, then running away. I’ve heard that in his college years, he was already making use of that talent, thinking of shameless projects and cleverly making money through the panic selling of party tickets, so much so that he could brag about carrying a wallet full of 110,000 yen notes all the time. Many women fell for his charisma in being the man responsible for these radical projects, as well as his thick wallet and generosity. It would be a lie to say that Kyrie wasn’t one of them. However, what made Kyrie very different from the other women was that she could support Rudolph as a business partner. Rudolph would make a large-scale party successful, unable to hide his laughter at this massive easy profit. The women would surround him. Among them, only Kyrie was calm and composed. She could point out several ways that income and expenditure could be improved upon, and could even lay out a proposal for the next project. So, Rudolf slowly began to accept her as a partner. Just like some people say men don’t belong in the kitchen, there’s also a sense that women should stay out of financial affairs. It’s normal for men to foot the bill for women. And the details of how those 10,000 yen notes were scrounged up are vulgar, so they don’t ask, don’t know, don’t care. So you’re saying that Kyrie viewed money from a man’s perspective. Rudolf noticed a true treasure in this part of Kyrie. He knew exactly how much hard work it took to get just one of those 10,000 yen notes. So somewhere inside him, he had looked down upon those extravagant women who never even considered the efforts he had undertaken. Of all of them, only Kyrie had possessed the same sharp financial intuition as Rudolph. Every time he thought of a new plan, he would talk to Kyrie about it, work out the kinks, and make it succeed. In this way, Kyrie steadily worked her way up until she was the number one of Rudolph’s large group of followers. But Mom was still a woman. I doubt she enjoyed seeing Dad pampered by all those other girls. So she would rather have been his only one instead of his number one. Alright Kyrie, just like, I don’t think… Jessica needed to hear all this. It’s like her first love. Calm down. Give her the baby first steps advice. Not just like the whole thing. While smoking a cigarette. While like just staring out the window. Being like I’ve seen some shit. You have no idea. Fucking like tears in the rain. What are we doing? Did you ever talk with her? Of course. I knew her well. Ever since the very beginning, before Rudolph-san even knew her name. I’m sure she was quite intelligent herself. And cunning. I tried to use my intelligence to stick out, but she did it in the exactly opposite way. By being stupid? Giggle? I mean she was good at triggering his protective instinct. Out of all the girls who came to flatter and flirt with him, only she stood out with every action she made unlike the flashy girls Rudolf-san had tired of. Kirie still acknowledges the mistakes she made in letting Azumu and Rudolf get too close. Kirie thought that taking the role of Rudolf’s business partner meant she would have him all to herself. Almost added an honorific there. That might have been due to her pride. And it might have been her arrogance as she tried to eliminate the relationships between all the other girls and Rudolph. Perhaps she sometimes tried too hard as a business partner, putting too much pressure on him regardless of the fact that it was justified. Bit by bit Rudolph had started to need a woman who could stay quiet and soothe him without making him think about anything complicated. That woman was Izumu. I am ruthless and intellectual, rational and economical. I have tons of red at gold. In a plank of… in a plank of… Carnides situation? Carnides? How do you say that? Carniets? I don’t know how to say that situation. I will push the other person off without hesitation. I thought that was the kind of partner suitable for him. However, though their ruthlessness had made her reliable on the business side of things, it might have disturbed Rudolf deeply outside of business. At some point, though Rudolf still acknowledged Kyrie’s skill, he began to yearn for a quiet, warm acceptance as Umu had satisfied all of those conditions. She would never talk about anything complicated. Even if he did, she would just shake her head and say she didn’t know. However, she would care more for him physically than anyone else, quietly putting a blanket on him and staying by his side until morning. Yes, I did get the position of his business partner, but before I knew it, Rudolph-san had grown a need for a mental partner, someone who could feel his heart. Though I foolishly claimed to be the intellectual one, I never noticed. And then, Uncle Rudolph married Aunt Esumu? Yes, that’s right. She stole him away by sleeping with him. He had slept with a lot of women. By that point, he wasn’t the kind of guy to let his emotions be captured by a woman just because he slept with her. After all, sleeping with women was just a game to him. That’s why I used something other than my body to attract his attention. What pride? As a woman? Before long, they were both pregnant. Asumu-san told dad about it right away, but mom did the opposite. So she was afraid that the pregnancy would threaten her position as his business partner. Apparently mom didn’t eat much at the time, so her period was often irregular. Because of that, it took a really long time before she realized she was pregnant. When did she notice? It was after Azuma-san suddenly moved into Dad’s family register. Mom learned about her pregnancy after that and plotted several times to split Azuma-san and Dad apart, but… Even though Azuma-san always acted like such an airhead, once she had gotten her hands on Rudolph-san she didn’t let go. Why should I care? Please stay out of our way, she’d say. And this coming from that little girl who would curl up into a ball every time she got on a bus. At that point I realized she had been the truly cunning one. Yes, even her fury of vehicles was another lie to catch Ril-san’s sympathy. But for Battler it’s real. My apologies. I must be boring you. Oh no. At the very least, I wanted him to acknowledge the child I would give birth to. It seems as though Rudolph-san was prepared to do that. He made sure there was a hospital waiting for me, and even though Azuma-san was close to giving birth herself, he gallantly came to see me, even though she was already his wife. What an awful man, really. Yeah, Rudolph kinda sucks. After that is a tale I can’t bear even to tell. Both Azuma and I had the same delivery date. Oh, I mean, it seems like Azumu and Kyrie suck too. Everyone sucks here. Rudolph sucks a little bit more though. If I could make my child excel far more than Izumu-san’s. If I could make it fully acknowledged by Rudolph-san, I would be rewarded. That’s what I believed. However, that child was a stillbirth. Yeah. Azuma-san gave birth to Oni-chan, but mom didn’t give birth to anyone. Even mom’s final hope of being left the spot as dad’s second wife was destroyed. Oh, was it a stillbirth? I thought the child died shortly after it. Was it a stillbirth? Okay, I forgot about that. Alright, so there was no baby switching then, huh? Oh shit! Kiri had fallen from being his partner to being his second wife. And then, unable to give birth to the bond of a child, she tumbled down to being merely his mistress. I can’t imagine how much she must have hated Azumu and that kid, Battler. And despite that, Mom was able to act in a very friendly way toward Oni-chan. It was definitely a shock for me to think that my gentle mother had held such negative emotions for Oni-chan and had managed to hide them. She must have despised Battler. Probably. If Izuma-san had had a stillbirth and mom had given birth to Oni-chan, history might have changed in some way. Had that been the case, it seems she would have wanted to set up some scenario in which she’d make dad divorce Izuma-san and marry her instead. Was that also written in that book where she kept her thoughts? Yeah. After all, that was just a random thought, a delusion. Mom’s resentment as she chewed on the corner of her tear-stained bedsheets. There’s just one thing I regret. You mean, the pregnancy? No, no. It’s my arrogance I regret. Rudol-san is mine now, so I’m completely safe. I’ll never lose to that Izumu kid. When she was busy screaming her head off on buses and planes… They say love needs to be nurtured, right? Yeah. That’s not wrong. The two of you need to water it, care for it, and nurture it. And in the end, it will finally bear the fruit called love. Did you know? Love doesn’t end when it bears fruit. If you don’t harvest it as well, the romance you started with will never amount to anything. Harvest it? You need to think about that yourself, Jessica-chan. If you make it bear fruit without harvesting it, it can sometimes grow rotten, and bugs will often gather around it. In fact, sometimes thieves will come by and pluck it off the branch- Kyrie, what the fuck are you talking about?! ! She’s like 18! Young kids like you, Jessica-chan, think that love ends with nurturing. That is naive. If you don’t harvest it, you will never be rewarded for your love. Harvest love! At a glance, it may seem to be a matter just between the pair of lovers, but that isn’t true. Putting off the harvest because you assume you can do it at any time just gives thieves a chance. What if that fruit you’ve worked so hard to nurture gets pulled off the branch the next morning? You’ll regret that you didn’t choose to harvest it the previous day instead of complaining. That regret really hurts. It’ll make you crawl through hell. I’m lucky. My hell ended after 18 years, so I’ll never misjudge myself again. That person is mine. I won’t let him get away. I won’t let him get out of my sight. I’m grateful to my master for giving me that chance. What the fuck are you talking about? Right now, I would do anything to keep Rudolph-san by my side, and I will show no mercy against his enemies. If he wished it, I might not even hesitate at murder. And because I finally resolved myself to doing that on the 18th year, that certain willpower brought about a miracle for me. Did you kill Osumu? You know, miracles only appear for those who can bring them to completion themselves. Asumu’s death had not been a murder of any sort. Oh, okay. However, Kiri had constantly cursed her and hoped for her death. And finally, on the 18th year, she had built up the determination to kill her with her own hands. And she actually had gotten herself a blade to do the deed with. That was when the miracle had occurred. Azuma was just walking along a cliff that day and then suddenly Natsui, wanting to relive the glory days, jumped from a bush screaming and just pushed her as hard as she could. And Natsui passing away was a miracle. Wrong. That wasn’t even close to a miracle. Huh? After all, if she hadn’t died, I would have killed her. In other words, sumari. She was fated to die no matter what. The miracle is that even though she did die, I didn’t have to get my hands dirty. That’s all. Until now, Kyrie had never shown Jessica, no, she had never even shown Rudolph that glint in the deepest depths of her eyes. It told plainly and clearly that romance and love are not the sweet and fluffy candies that young girls imagined them to be. Jessica was overwhelmed by that pressure and stunned silent, and she had to acknowledge it. This was the power of will that could make love be realized. Man, Kyrie is just more and more best girl the more we interact with her. With the force of this willpower, Kyrie had supported Rudolph as a wife, and it was the same as George’s. He had already developed and proven that he had the willpower to oppose all obstacles to love between different classes. Right now, Jessica could clearly understand. This was the magnitude of George’s determination, which had allowed him to coldly carry out his part of the trial. Then what about her? Did she really have the resolve to make her love with Candid bear fruit? And then to harvest that fruit? Whatever the fuck that means? Giggle, I’m sorry. You probably just wanted a little advice and I’ve scared you. Jessica, you could have come up to Kyrie and asked about anything and she would have launched into this diatribe. Holy shit. Oh, second Twilight. I don’t know what your love has been like, Jessica-chan, but if you have a rival and neither is willing to back down, you can’t let yourself become complacent. If you do, you’ll end up like me. For the sake of love, a woman should be prepared to kill at least once in her life. Fucking hell, I can tell you that all women in the world who call themselves mothers have been through that. After all… Women who don’t do that are chewed to bits by the others and forced to crawl through the hell of envy and regret for the rest of their lives. My hell lasted 18 years. I was lucky to be pardoned after just 18 years. That hell is still filled with women who will never get out until they die, unless they execute themselves in their regret. Holy fuck. How should I put it? I have nothing to say. Yeah, I know. Giggle. I was trying to cheer you on, but here I’ve gotten scared you too much. I’m truly sorry. Love can be much more easygoing than that, okay? Love really is like playing with fire. Anyone can play easily and lightheartedly, but when you mess up and get burned, that scar stays with you your whole life. Giggle, giggle, giggle. Regrets from love never fade. And Kyrie, what should I have for dinner? Dinner, eh, well, you better make your choice soon. Many young girls think that dinner of love is finished after cooking. But if you don’t eat it, then the delicious calf steak of romance, go to Smiles in the Distance, will be stolen from you. Regrets from love never fade. That was all that Kyrie had been trying to communicate. Was it? It wasn’t like Kyrie had started telling stories from her past, stories you would normally expect her to avoid instead of giving a brief answer. However, Kyrie might have thought Jessica deserved to hear. Jessica had timidly brought up the subject of love. Perhaps Kyrie had opened up and told everything because she had seen the fires of Jessica’s determination in her eyes. Okay, I need to head back soon. Let’s keep what we’ve talked about a secret, okay? Secret. When the mysterious smile on her face, Kiri turned around, and then Jessica stabbed her in the back. It’s a secret. I wonder if I scared her too much. Still, it’s a hundred times better to learn of that hell from a warning. I mean, after that speech, I feel like Kyrie would be like, you know, I respect that you just stabbed me in the back because of your reasons. Once you’ve fallen into it, sorry too late. Good luck, Jessica-chan. Sounds complicated, but don’t lose. It’s not every day I get to act as a mentor. What is it, Jessica-chan? A Windstorm grace carries his head. It had been a hair’s breadth away. If Carrie hadn’t twisted her body slightly, that fist would probably be buried in her face by now. A bitter smile rose to Jessica’s face when she saw that her first strike had failed to land a kill. Just so you know, I didn’t strike you unawares out of cowardice. I hope to end it with a single painless strike before you realize what was happening. Didn’t I tell you that I lived through the hell of jealousy? I’ve been nearly burned a couple times already. I know how it feels just before a surprise attack. You mean you could sense it? That plus the lie you told in the beginning. A lie? Come now. If you had come from the guest house to get a book from your room, you wouldn’t have come through this hallway in that direction. Of the seven reasons you might have had for lying, which chessboard theory led me to? This was the worst case scenario. Telling a hasty lie to Kirie would only put her on her guard. If Jessica hadn’t told that lie, prison strip, her surprise attack would have succeeded. Not bad. I should have expected it from you and Kirie. Why? We were planning to kill you from the beginning. It didn’t matter who it was. How horrible. It’s what you said that gave me the boost I needed. Thanks a lot. What? Carrie dodged a punch, placed her hand against that fist and slammed it against the wall. What? So she grabbed the fist and slammed it against the wall? Okay. Normally Jessica would have put her hand on the wall and rolled around clutching in pain. However, Jessica’s fist had left what looked like a meter wide crater in the wall. Instead of wearing a look of anguish, Jessica clipped her tongue in irritation at having missed. Incredible. I see that you are your father’s daughter. Have you taken up boxing too? The moon crater in the wall. Impossible. Jessica is barehanded. She isn’t holding any sort of weapon at all. Did you just reload your fist? Please don’t resist, Kyrie. Just one strike to the head. I won’t let you feel a thing. Kyrie tried to look confident, but she couldn’t hide her confusion at this unreal destructive force. If that punch had hit, her head would probably split open like Jessica had said, killing her without any pain. Here I go. Where are you? Is this a dream? Am I still sleeping? I don’t understand. This Jessica looked like the normal Jessica, but something was different. It wasn’t human and common sense didn’t apply to it. This had to be some kind of nightmare. Carrie slowly stood up. Then she looked at Jessica, noticed the several meters between them, and realized just how far that blast of wind had sent her flying. Feel free to hate me. However, just like you, I cannot back down. I can’t let my love end half-baked either. For canon! Wait, this is about canon? Alright, Jessica, let’s talk about this. Hold on a second. You’re in too deep. What are you talking about? Hey, what are you saying? What on earth is going on? Someone tell me! Just let the chessboard. The scene on Jessica seemed to bend like a heat wave. It seemed to be enshrouding her fists, and it seemed as though something like a red magic circle had appeared beneath her feet. It looked just like a western demon standing amidst the flames of hell. Flame upgrade. Mass upgrade. Armor-piercing upgrade. Nihi? Each time Jessica muttered, her fists were surrounded by a pulsating sinister red light, and bunny ears sprouted higher and higher from her head. Those fists which were actually smoking surely represented the iron hammers of hell wielded by demons. Goodbye. This is just a nightmare. Kiri dashed away with lightning speed. Yes, right now, that was her best option. Fortunately, she was smart enough to realize that pinching her cheek wasn’t the best way to wake up from this nightmare. Run away. When Jessica muttered once more, a blood-red magical barrier cut across the corridor. Harry slammed into a heart and realized that her path was escaping and cut off. Gah! Make this stop! I don’t understand! This is a nightmare! It’s a nightmare! Let me wake up! Quickly! Yes, this is a nightmare. If you want, I’ll wake you up right now. Just one strike. Don’t move. Wielding her flames, Jessica slowly stepped forward towards her. Falcon! Each time her foot lifted off the floor, a scorching steam hung around her footprint. This was a true nightmare. Kirei clutched her head in her hands, shaking it over and over again. It’s a nightmare, right? This is a nightmare, isn’t it? Please tell me it is. Yeah, it’s a nightmare. It is, right? It’s a nightmare, right? I acknowledge it. This is a nightmare. I do too. Whoa, be curious. I acknowledge that this thing is a nightmare. This is so… I’ll wake you up. Just one strike. Whoa! He pulled himself out of her, spun around, then became Leviathan and landed. The hole left behind in Jessica’s head spewed blood. Leviathan of Envy, right here! If we’re already inside a nightmare, why not have a friend from my nightmare show up? My friend from the Hell of Envy. Thanks for showing up just in the nick of time. It’s too early to thank me. She’s not down yet. Oh my god. I thought we were gonna have a well-paced fucking magical battle for a second. My bad. Ga ga. Even though she had taken a deep gouge to the top of her head, Jessica just stood there convulsing and wide-eyed and didn’t fall over. The blood stopped pouring out of her forehead, and her blank doll-like eyes returned. Then she slowly pressed her own hand against the wound in her forehead. There was a sizzle, as though she had pressed a hot iron against it. It was easy to tell that she was doing this to seal up the wound. Yep. If Carrie didn’t escape now, there would never be another chance. Can I defeat her? No such luck. She’s immortal thanks to a contract with one of the great demons. Because of love, that’s why she’s immortal. Yes, love is magnificent. Those with our blessings cannot be killed. Can we break that red magic wall? Ah, I’m so jealous! For cannon! Armor upgrade. All attribute defense. Counter attacking armor upgrade. In response to these words, this time her entire body pulsated with a red light. She had upgraded herself with a defensive power that prevent Leviathan’s attacks from working again. What’s she talking about? Self augmentation. It’s a kind of enchantment. Right now she has enough defensive power to stop me from piercing her. And she even has the ability to reflect that damage back upon the attacker. She’s no longer human. She’s a monster. She can use the red truth. Oh, so that’s all? Then not much has changed. How can you say that? Just like in the very beginning, we still have no chance of winning. That hurt. It won’t work again. Just slowly lifted the hand and covering her forehead, and there was no longer any hole there. The hall was cut off by barriers on both sides, and even the windows were sealed. There was no way out. Is the door to this room sealed? No, it’s just locked. But it’s just a normal room. It does have a window, but that’s already been sealed. In other words, Sumari, it’s a closed room and a coffin for us. A coffin is just what I need. Unlock it. I’m jealous. Why are you the only one who can unlock it? Leviathan’s stake flew about at high speeds, ramming itself into the keyhole into that room. The tip of the stake had become a key. As soon as it was unlocked, the door flew open. Both of them fell into the room and quickly locked it. This was probably Krause’s study. Its soothing furnishing has brought about a sense of nobility that Krause would probably like, and the moon poster on the far wall was a nice touch. Even if you lock the door, she can just smash through it with one punch. You just put the lid on your own coffin. However, if she wants to land a kilnion blow on us inside this coffin, she’ll have to take the lid off first. Just break the window? With dim eyes, Jessica tilted her head upon hearing Kyrie’s words. What are you talking about? How will such a small room be able to protect you and Kyrie? This room may be a closed room. It may leave us with no method of escape. However, even you can’t break into this room. That’s what a closed room is. You know what? When you’re right, you’re right. What are you talking about? How does this tiny room with this tiny door make you think you can escape me? Jessica wearily looked between her own burning fists and the door with a confused expression on her face. Then slowly she sent that pulsating red light into her fists. Finally, the power to break a door. I’ll smash this door to bits. If you think you can, give it a try. Kyrie, after sealing the door and calmly saying these words, Kyrie placed a single index finger on the door. Is she going to open it when she tries to punch it and then she’s going to fall through and she’s going to run through the hallway? Jessica slowly raised her fire with demon’s fists. So long, Kyrie. Huh? Brog limitation. Whoa! Oh! Jessica’s fist slammed into the door in slow motion. It was like the decisive scene in the movie was being acted out. However, this was no act. Jessica’s fists really were slowing down as though they were being sucked in, like a spoon sinks through a jar of honey. That punch was no longer a punch. It was no more than a knock. I envy you. Envy. I crawled through the hell of envy for 18 years because of my arrogance and naivety and love. So I envy you. You’re going to remember my warning. Succeed in love and walk a beautiful life, right? I envy you. You’ll get to live through the most beautiful time in a woman’s life for a full 18 years longer than I did. I envy you so much. Jessica tried to slam her fist against the door over and over again. However, as soon as her fist approached it, it’s speed plummeted. She can barely knock, much less smash the door. Alright, use your feet instead. Speed upgrade. Instantaneous force upgrade. Speed of sound upgrade. It’s useless, girl. Smash it. With full speed upgrades, Jessica’s fist moved at the speed of sound. 1,225 kilometers per hour. However, how long had Jessica been in envy to gain that speed? She had started to envy George and Shannon’s relationship about two years ago. On today’s episode of Weeb Math, two times 365 equals 730 days. 730 times 24 equals 17,520 hours. However, she wasn’t envious all the time. It only happened when Shannon started going on about George. Shannon shipped on about three days of the week. Divided seven fucking times three. It wasn’t as though she would go on about George all day long. Her fond words for him would only leave a mark on Jessica for about an hour, right? So it was only 1 24th of each day. 17,520 divided by 7 times 3 divided by 24 equals 312, removing the fractional part. The number of hours that Kyria had been jealous was 157,680. In other words, Samari, this wasn’t even 0.2% of the time Kyria had been jealous. Even 1225 kilometers per hour, the speed of sound becomes just 2.45 kilometers per hour in the 1 by 500th world. Understand? We’re lacking in both love and jealousy. He or she increased the speed of her fist. In Kyrie’s world, Jessica couldn’t make it any faster than a walking child. So… The strongest woman is the one that has endured the most trauma. What did Ryukishi mean by this? Jessica ground her teeth, her fists still pressed against the door. If someone could have seen this from both sides of the door, it would have looked as though Kiriya was holding it shut with a single finger. Way to go, Kyrie. See, this room is a closed room. Leap days have already caused enough trouble around here. Oh my god. See, this room is a closed room. At most, Jessica-chan can knock on the door, but she can’t lay a finger on us inside. Ah, Beatrice’s definition of a closed room. What the heck is that? At this rate, this closed room will be troublesome indeed. It is impossible for a human to carry out a closed room murder. Only magic can do that. My weep, she’s trying to open the door. Until you truly understand magic, you will not be able to crush it. Jessica Chan can’t corner me any further. As time passes, relatives will eventually realize I haven’t returned and will start searching the mansion. Then you will be observed. Both witches and magic disappear when they’re observed. The nightmares. It’s already over, girl. Damn it. Oh, can’t believe that Jessica is suddenly getting eliminated. Oh, please give it your all. Do it for your beloved canon. Come, Jessica, believe in love and show us a miracle. I revised that. There isn’t even any need to wait for time to pass. After all, there’s an internal phone line right here. Of course, the line hasn’t been cut. I’ll just pick up this receiver. She said narrating what she was doing to own the weave outside. This is my checkmate. Instruction complete. Closed room murder. My my. I do believe that’s valid. Permeation upgrade? Attack transmission. Indirect attack power upgrade. Kill her through the phone, huh? Jessica didn’t even swing her fist. She just kept it pressed against the door. However, Jessica’s murder extended within the closed room. Through the crack in the door, through the keyhole burst the flames of hell. Jessica couldn’t see what was happening inside the room. However, even here on the other side of the door, she could tell that the flames of hell had swallowed the entire room. Kirae’s smoldering death throes could be heard from across the door. Jessica clearly heard as Kirae danced a dance of death amidst a hellfire, fell to her knees, and slumped over to the floor. Slowly, Jessica tore her burning fist away from the door. Too many doors in one passage there. If you love the hell of envy so much, then burn. Burn in the flames of envy for all time. There are probably some things that can be learned from envy. However, it’s nothing to be praised, and going through it is no one’s duty. It seems you’re too proud after all, Aunt Kyrie. Damn. Holy shit. Holy shit. By the way, you should filter out clips from the activity feed because of that new feature is annoying. Is it showing up in chat too or is it just showing up for me on my end? Is it showing up on the mod view for everyone? All the mods can see the same activity? I chose for mods. Okay, I can get rid of it then. I didn’t know mods could see the activity feed like I can. I generally can’t tell if Ryukushi improved at writing action between the two arcs or if I’m the one who changed. I mean, they definitely paced a little better. I’m not sure. I feel like they’ve gotten less anime bullshit as they’ve gone along. And the ones that recently were anime bullshit were entertaining. They were funny. The goat loser flag one. A splendid closed room murder. I’ll let you take care of this mess. I’d hate for her corpse to be burnt to a crisp when it’s finally found. You think you could clean it up? As you wish, milady. Renove transformed into a gold butterfly and entered Krause’s study through the keyhole. Then he had to cross his arms and think about how he should even start cleaning up Kira’s unrecognizable corpse in this room that had ended up as a burning hell. Is that good enough demons? Yes, well done, Jessica. Your love is the real deal. However, George killed his mother and you just killed your aunt, so George wins. George welcomed Jessica with a crisp applause. Viato timidly tried to join him, but Jessica yelled at her and she stopped. It’s just something that happened on the game board. There’s no need to look so sad about it. I know that logically, but still, how am I supposed to just accept it emotionally? M’lady. Kanon-kun. I love you. I can’t give up. That’s why I’ve shown you how I feel. I didn’t do something wrong, did I? I’m not wrong, am I? M’lady. As Jessica started to sob, Cannon held her quietly. And he realized that he would have to carry on the determination she had shown him. You didn’t make any mistakes, and it also isn’t a mistake to keep your human heart and be sad. I just happen to be a bit more of a stoic when it comes to that sort of thing. Not everyone can match up to George Simon’s level, but in any event, you have completed your trial, m’lady. Well done, I admire the strength of your determination. Hmm, I see. Both George and Jessica have splendidly succeeded just the same. Very impressive, Jessica. That closed room murder just now was wonderful enough to fascinate even a witch like myself. Jessica used magic to kill Kyrie who would hold up inside a closed room. In that instant, Jessica had constructed a closed room murder, had it acknowledged by the demons, and raised it to the level of magic. Your two trials have been completed. So then, who will take the next challenge? Will it be Beatrice-sama? No, no, no, it might be Shannon. Oh, they do have to do them. No, this has to be Cannon’s time to shine. Come, speak up. Who is next? Who will take the next trial? What witch would hesitate at committing murder on the game board? Even shyness can kill love. Alright, who will carry out the next murder of love? Oh, Rouge of Love. The three who remained looked at each other. If none of the others raised their hands in the next few seconds, they would raise their own hand. All three thought this at the same time, and all three raised their hand. So, they all raised their hands at the same time. The ones they left had already shown their determination. They had to carry on. Carry on, we’ll carry on. The fate of those who do not fight All three raised their hand. The cup of black tea that she had brought from the dining hall had gone cold. A pleasant silence. No oo-oos at all. Now that no one was in sight, Rose’s heart finally awoke. She was always treated like a kid in the conferences with her three siblings. She had no influence at all. But, possibly because of that, she was apparently considered to be a neutral party. The siblings would often ask for her agreement, sometimes even treating her like a referee or a judge. I have to make use of that. In turn, the discussion in the direction I want. I have to find almost 100 million yen by March. That was supposed to be my great commitment, a burden I bore to help support that man’s business. What? Now I’m not sure anymore. If I could pay off my debt, will he call me again? Oh. Oh no. It’s the sad, pathetic music when someone’s being sad and pathetic. Don’t make me laugh. Even if you do contact me after all this time, I’ll be the one to refuse. But still, you’re Maria’s father. Please come and see her. If only just once. Love is quite a difficult thing to stick to, isn’t it? Huh? Who? Just when did he get there? Cannon could be seen standing there. Even considering that she had been in deep thought. To think that she had no sim at all. Okay. I hope that this chapter is all Cannon, Shannon, and Beatrice’s murders. And not like Cannon gets a whole length one. The same that we just saw with Jessica and George. And then Shannon does too. And then Beatrice does as well. Let’s see. Let’s see. Let’s see how it goes. Even considering that she had been deep in thought, to think that she hadn’t noticed him at all. You startled me. Sorry, I guess I was thinking so hard that I didn’t notice you. Do you need something? No. The reason you are currently in pain is because of love, Rosa-sama. Am I wrong? That’s sudden. I’m not sure what you’re talking about. Marina-sama’s father wanted you to be the cosigner on a loan, and you accepted, Rosa-sama. What a troublesome kid. You were listening to Kraus Nisan from the hallway, weren’t you? True. Earlier this day, in this very room, Kraus had seen through the fact that Rosa was bearing a massive debt because she’d become a co-signer on a loan. However, Jan said that her partner had been Maria’s father. Why did Cannon know so much? Rosa様… You are a very wise person, Roza-sama. You wouldn’t have become a cosigner without thinking carefully about the consequences. I hadn’t yet moved to his family register, but I thought of the man I would soon marry as my partner. If he couldn’t borrow the money without my name, I figured that helping him out was my responsibility as his future wife. And did that future ever come? D20 pass? No, it hadn’t. So afterwards, Rosa was always alone, and Maria never had a father. However, time moved on. Nothing changed except that Maria, who should have been a symbol of their union, just kept growing like a living hourglass measuring the length of the hell Rosa had crawled through. Because of that, Maria’s growth hurt. It’s ironic. I tried to forget that man several times. But you know, forgetting him doesn’t get rid of that debt. It was only natural. That’s why she had to forget her love and do all she could to pay that money back. But you know, I also think of it this way. If I can manage to pay everything off, it’ll mean that I’ve passed the trial of love that he gave me. I’ll have to pay off my debt anyway, so how can I abandon my reward, the love I’ll gain as a result before it’s over? Is it really so wrong to put off thinking about that until after I paid my debts? It may be in a trick of words that only those who have suffered through love could understand. Even Rosa was vaguely aware of the possibility that she’d been deceived. However, if she was able to succeed in paying back the loan, he might acknowledge her usefulness as a wife. When that happened, she might be able to regain that love. And if she abandoned that love, this debt, this trial that he had given her, would become completely meaningless. Yes, for her, the debt itself appeared to be a trial of love. Actually, the very fact that she tried to view it that way might have been the blindness of love. Proof that she was still bound by her regrets and obsessed with the past. That pain still continued within her. at the very least again another another example of bad love it would remain until she paid back that massive loan and even then it would take quite some time before she’d be able to pay to be able to lay her feelings from him for him to rest i’m not reading very well today i’m sorry I don’t know if I would go so far as to say that what Rosa needs is hate to see the truth here with whatever this guy’s doing to her or did to her. But it’s definitely love is blinding her. I like going to hate. I like going to hate. Could this be that hell Kirie-sama spoke of? I see. I’m not sure what you’re talking about. But there’s no doubt that my world has been hell through and through. And how can that be put to an end? Who knows? If anyone did, no one would ever be crushed by the disease of love. Oh yeah, Kyrie is the same way too, actually. Fuck, I just was too caught up in what she was saying to consciously realize it. Yeah. Azumu as well. Love for Rudolph. And now love for George and Shannon and Jessica and Shannon. Sorry, and Cannon. They’re all the same. Is making them kill people now for love. Love is bad? That disease is a serious one. It sometimes eats into a person for their entire life, spreading to and hurting the people closest to them. That disease was torturing her now as much as it ever had. Well, since you bring up Kyrie-san, her story is like a wish or a dream to me. Though she had her man stolen from her, she persevered for 18 years. She never fell to despair and instead continued to support Rudolph keeping her head down and waiting for a miracle. Miria is still 9 years old. I’ve only waited as long as the first half of Kyrie is 18 years. If I gave up after just this, she would laugh at me. True. Do you think a miracle will occur within 9 years? If I doubt that, it’s all over. In a sense, I’m a ghost. Pick another man. I’m already dead. I’m just living on without noticing. A ghost waiting for eternity for a person who will never come. Alright, that one was a hard roll. That’s right. That day, when I naively said that I wanted to support his dream, I was probably already dead. I guess that really was a regretful day in the end. I have dreams. I want to go overseas. I’ll fly out of this tiny country, make it big and come back to you. That takes me back. At that time, I thought of lovers as a pair of people willing to acknowledge each other’s radical dreams. That’s why he would always happily cheer me up by talking about how I’d become a successful designer, traveling to Paris to release a new line and getting jostled by the press. When I think about it, I really had my head in the clouds during that strange time. We both lifted the other up as though we were drifting about in the air. So, when he said that he wanted to get out of Japan, I applauded him and promised to support him. Acknowledging each other’s great dreams with nothing but words is a classic sort of pillow talk between lovers. However, when it comes to actually carrying them out, you need to be more serious in calculating. For a long time I felt proud of letting him go on that day. No, I still do. But you still regret it. That’s right. So we’re all getting our own long scenes. Okay. All right. Okay. At least, you know, Rose’s stuff is interesting. If I had sobbed and told him to stop on that day, I might not have fallen into hell. Sending him off with a smile was my victory? Of course not. It’s as though I lost by default by refusing to fight when the time came. I only glorified that loss. No, Kiri’s stuff was interesting too. It’s just the magical battle that’s going to happen after this is not interesting to me. I would have really liked the last scene a lot more if that at the end, Jessica just hit her in the back of the head when she’s going down the stairs and that would have been, I didn’t need everything that happened after that. Sorry. Like, I’m not even talking about in terms of, like, I just glazed over because it was more magical bullshit. I mean, like, the pacing of the scene, I felt like that was a good place to end it. Like, it was a good conclusion to that. It would have been just done. Like, you know, yeah. I don’t know. Sorry. But the stuff that they’re saying is good. I only glorified that loss, saw him off with a smile as he went to take on the world overseas, and became intoxicated with the illusion that I was some brave woman waiting patiently for her man’s return with her daughter. Even though I didn’t get a single call from him, and mail sent to the address he’d given me came back forwarding address unknown. Hmm. This is hell. In this hell, I’ll regret not fighting when I should have until the day I die. I’ve even dragged my daughter into it. I wish someone would just kill me. I want to be told that I’ve already been killed, that I’m a ghost. We are getting a lot of answers in episode 6 though. I guess episode 6 is where answers arc truly begins. We’re getting a lot of details about the characters and their history and stuff that they’ve been like holding to their chests this whole time. In love if you do not fight you have to crawl through hell. Yes love is a fight. Will you win and gain or lose and die? But please have no fear of death. After all it’s a peaceful sleep. What’s truly terrifying is the hell where you find the unsleeping ghosts of those who couldn’t win yet couldn’t die. That hell has no end. The battle of love is cruelest for those who never even fought, but weren’t able to die either- SHUT THE FUCK UP GEORGE SO IN LOVE YOU GOTTA MAKE IT OR BREAK IT. Dying in battle like that is liberating. They say the most torturous toxin for humans is made from love grown stale. The suffering it brings exceeds the tortures of the most twisted hells. She used this knowledge to try and embolden her double and little sister, encouraging her to take on any trial no matter how fierce. I understand. After all, when my desire to have Battler-san accept me one day wells up in my chest, I can feel the seed that resides there. It is up to me to kill that seed or make it bud. However, if I let it rot here in my chest, that poison will surely torment me forever. And that is the most fearsome torture in the world. Even for us thousand year old witches. I don’t know, you ever been waterboarded? See, what happens to those who make light of love, this hell of roses, is what happens to those who do not possess the courage to make the seed of love bud and instead allow it to rot. One cannot end that pain by their own hands. Have you, Jo, one time I put my head too far back in the shower? So yeah, kinda a little bit. It was pretty scary. Huh? Just now, was that a red light? Pardon me. Huh? What? Oh! Are we skipping over it? Just now, I thought I saw something strange. I wonder if I’m tired. It’s probably just my imagination. Rosa picked up her cup of cold tea. When she did, she saw a small red rose petal float to the surface. A rose. Oh man. So it was canon that attacked Katsuki in the elevator. Oh shit. I’ve heard that in your youth. You would love to lie on that sofa. Hmm. Hmm. Oh, it’s gonna be ruined with all the blood! No! Sofas are expensive! That’s $30,000! This had been one of the happiest things she had done during the happiest days of her life. Sleep well, Rosasama. Your hell has ended. Cannon took a blanket out of the cupboard and gently covered Rosa with it. To anyone who would have looked just as though Rosa was sleeping peacefully. Those demons had not exaggerated when calling this trial a battle of love. It was at least accurate on this cruel but unassailable fact. I kind of wanted to see Rosa slapping cannon around in Spartan Raid. No, you don’t understand. This is why it had to be that way because you can’t let Rosa fight. She’s too powerful. She would have channeled Rosa Umineko and put a shotgun underneath cannons in a second. So it had to be an ambush. I should have seen this coming. It can’t be a fight. It was least accurate on this cruel but understandable fact. Those who had their love shattered meet with death. Now, my part is complete. Did you see that, demons? Witness me! Wait, what? Damn. You dare to kill my mama? Maria Umineko? You dare to kill my momma! That’s for me to do! One of the two great witches of the Mirage Sorcier, Maria. Though she was just an apprentice, the power sleeping within her had impressed even Beatrice at the height of her strength. Her bag was full of, like, fucking one million fucking mini shotguns that just looked tiny in her head but had the power of one hundredth of the super shotgun from Doom. Enough to kill Cannon. If enough hit him. Like fucking Mary Poppins for shotgun in Maria’s eyes. Though Rosa may have been the Black Witch. She was also the vessel of the mother she couldn’t help but love. Her anger at having it stolen from her was near madness. You dare to… Mama, Mama, Mama! Aaaaaah! Alright, we almost got through this. Oh well, Maria’s attack was too emotional. Because of this, she didn’t notice that Cannon had vanished with several heartbeats and she released her barrage at what had become an empty space. Is she a Gundam? In the meantime, Cannon jumped from wall to wall like a spider around to Maria’s back. I don’t want to kill past my quota, but I will. But I’ll clean up the messes I’ve made! Uryuu! How is he here? What are you? Diplomatic Immunity! I won’t let you target Maria or me! Damn! Oh no, the treaty! The red curved blade extended from Cannon’s hand vanished in an instant. He tried hard to make it reappear, but when he attempted to use it on Maria or Sakotaro again, it vanished once more. Because of Sakotaro’s power, he was unable to make either of them the target of his attacks. There you are. How long have you been there? Uryuu. I won’t let anyone bully Maria, except for everyone at school. Damn it. Maria finally noticed where Cannon was and she slowly turned around. Cannon made his sword materialize yet again. Okay, wouldn’t diplomatic immunity go both ways? Maria can’t kill him then, but no matter how often he tried, it kept fading out like a flashlight with a bad battery. I won’t let you get away now. I won’t forgive you for the sin of stealing my mama away. I’ll kill you. Just like mama killed all of them, I’ll kill you without mercy. You remember episode 2? Azmira howled. The entire parlor was surrounded by a cube of red. Magic barriers. Hey, this is my favorite episode. My favorite episode, and I don’t fucking… I don’t fucking know. Don’t know what? What did I say? I said so much! What do I know? It was a closed room symbolizing a barrier that Cannon could never escape. Damn it. Not here. Cannon cursed his bad luck. Even though he had fulfilled his goal in the demon’s trial, if he was killed here, he’d be dragged off the game board. Diplomatic community shit. Oh, okay. Maria, don’t overdo it. Yeah, I won’t overdo it. I’ll be a little more gentle than mama was. A lonely deep sea fish. Who is it? It’s jelly! Pardon me, Maria-sama. In accordance with the contract with Zapara-sama and Furfur-sama. I come for your life. Wait, hold on. Isn’t Cannon invincible right now as per Zapur and Furfur? Oh, oh, maybe he’s not anymore because he killed his target. Shannon, don’t get in my way. It’s pointless, Shannon. I won’t let anyone target Maria. Yes. I don’t intend to target her in any way. I will simply protect myself. A cylindrical red magical bear surrounded Chan as she stood in the center of the parlor. She made its brightness and thickness grow, and its radius suddenly expanded, filling up the room. Blah, my oh, said Shannon. It wasn’t targeting Maria. This power is being wielded to protect Shannon’s body. And then Shannon stood forward and started to unlock the hinges in her fucking shoulder joints and started roaming around her fucking arms in the fucking wide circle motions as she moved forward and said, I’m not going to hit you, but if you get in the way, it’s your own fault. Here we go. Fucking the sofa exploded. Fucking Rose’s head went across the room. So Sakutaru’s power didn’t make it disappear. I just want you to know that it actually did the motions with my hands there as I was saying that because I couldn’t stop myself. Nei-san. Would you let your feelings for milady collapse in a situation like this? Canon your feelings get a hold of yourself. Uh, guh-guh. Uryuuu! Ironic. What’s Rosa doing? No good. Can’t escape. Cackle cackle. Hee hee hee hee. I see. This is a closed room. Hee hee hee hee. Then Rosa stood up. She was already in the barrier. Put a gun next to fucking Shannon’s head and said dodge. This might be just perfect for that wannabe detective who’s trying to die Beato’s magic. Knowing look at the camera. Checkmate Maria-sama. Is that acceptable? Yeah, that’s fine. Crush me. Then here it comes. The entire room was filled with the red light of the shield, and the output and pressure were raised to their limits. Then, crushed between the shield and their own closed room barrier, Maria and Sakataro lost their form, scattered into a golden splash, and disappeared. Thank you. I couldn’t afford to disappear here. If you lost in a place like this, you wouldn’t be able to let it go. Yeah. I wouldn’t give up if I lost in a place like this. Zepar-sama. Furfur-sama. We have both finished our trials. Is that satisfactory? Oh, this was a two for one. Oh. Fuck you, Ryukishi. Yeah, truly splendid. No complaints for either of you. Then shall we finish with Beatrice’s turn? Oh, where did she go? To the victim she’s chosen, of course. Then let’s go there as well. Oh, great. She’s back. Um, all right. So it’s 20 minutes until we’re supposed to take second break. Are we going to, is this scene 20 minutes long or half an hour long? If it’s longer than half an hour, we should take an early break and then just continue reading until we’re done. How’s your love life go to probably like 30 minutes. Okay. Let’s, let’s do, let’s just, let’s just read it and we’ll take a break slightly later then. Okay. Netsui could be seen in her personal room. Crouse had told her to go to bed, but she couldn’t afford to lie around sleeping on an important day like this. However, she realized that she was the type to get excited easily, and that this sometimes held her husband back. So, though she didn’t like it one bit, there was no way around it. Then she found a card under her pillow that said summer on it, and another one under the bed that said winter. Huh, what’s that all about? It was probably close to the time for the break to end, and the family conference would begin once again in the dining hall. Her husband would have to protect the Ushimiya family honor from those greedy siblings all by himself. If she grew emotional by his side, she would just tie him down, though she knew that quietly waiting here was the best way she could support him that didn’t make the waiting any easier. Natsui pulled a small treasure box out of a drawer. This was her secret box. Inside was everything from valuable items to mere rubbish. However, they were all precious, memorable treasures in Natsui’s eyes. She pulled a small pouch out of the box. I found three new grey hairs this weekend, chat. Three new gray hairs, all in my beard. Dad, Mom, I’ve always been so ignorant and unable to support my husband. Of course, her face in the mirror did not answer. However, Natsui continued. I wait here alone because I love my husband. However, I think love means being close to one another. Though I understand logically that staying here is the best way I can help him, I still feel wretched for doing it. It’s tough, isn’t it, waiting for the sake of love? With a plop, a tear fell onto the mirror. Old dear memories of her life at her parents’ house rose up inside her. Now was the time for her to follow her parents’ example. When her father came home late, her mother would always sit up straight, waiting for him, prepared for him to arrive at any moment. She would always wait for him, kneeling in the entrance hall. What? And no matter how late he came home, she would always wake up all the children and line them up to greet him. That, at the time, I only thought of her as being exceptionally strict. But at this age, I finally understand how strong she was, persevering in her love for her beloved husband even after being left in charge of the house while he was out. Because of your love for your husband. This is beyond trad wife, what the fuck? You couldn’t bear to be maids to care for an unfamiliar child. Oh, she’s still on that, huh? God, let it go. The sudden voice made Natsui jump up and look about the room. Oh. It was a deco- Okay, when she did, there was a western lady wrapped in an extravagant dress. Who are you? Who are you? Though you murdered a baby you didn’t know on that day 19 years ago, I will not hold that sin against you. Okay, so that is real. Huh. It’s gotta be, Sayo. It’s gotta be. It’s gotta be. Oh, that sucks. What are you talking about? Beato had chosen Natsui as her sacrifice. She was Battler’s enemy. Beato didn’t know much about the details of Battler’s birth. However, she knew about the fragment from the previous game, and knew there was a chance that Battler was the baby Natsui had pushed off a cliff 19 years ago. Oh! Battler used this blue wedge to protect Natsui from certain false charges, but if he took it as a confession by Battler himself, then from Beato… Huh? Huh? Does that fit? Do you know? How would that work? They were both stillborn? No, I don’t think so. If you took it as a confession by Battler himself, then from Beato’s position that Sue was an enemy, you would probably force Battler to live a painful life. Gah… Natsui’s heels lifted up and a faint purple shape appeared around her neck. Harder, Natsui frantically scratched at her neck, trying to stop whatever was strangling her, but there was nothing there. So, to an outsider, it looked as though Natsui was standing on her toes in anguish, scratching at her own neck. Both pairs of lovers have shown their determination. Yeah, yeah. As Natsui twisted in agony, something she had been grasping fell from her grip. Since it had fallen by her feet, Beato dropped her gaze to see what it was. Oh, the mirror! It was Natsui’s spirit mirror. When she peered into it, there was a sound like a burst of electricity. Wait, hold on. This shouldn’t work on you, though, because… Are you becoming more of the witch? That’s why it works? That sound released Natsui from the invisible hands and made Beato topple backwards like a doll. Cough, cough, cough. Coughing, Natsui tried to comprehend what was going on around her. Vyata rolled over and dizzy as though she had just bumped her head. She slowly tried to stand up. Her eyes were bewildered as though she didn’t even really understand what had happened. What? What is this? That is surprising. You can touch spiderwebs without trouble, but you can’t handle the spirit mirror? Even I don’t have a clue what’s happening. What in the world? She had thought that only Beato, the elder, possessed non-human weak points, such as getting burned by spiderwebs in wards and having her power sealed by spirit mirrors. However, for some reason, this spirit mirror alone could apparently affect Beato as well. Even Beato couldn’t understand what about the spirit mirror had had such an overpowering effect on her. Natsui was different. She instantly realized that the reason for the hesitation of this unearthly being, this witch of the portrait, must be the power of the mirror. So she smashed it because she’s dumb, so she rapidly crawled across the floor and picked it up. Then she stuck it out so that Beato could see it. Beato still didn’t know what was happening. So, still sitting down, she looked straight at it. And this time, both of them understood the situation completely. Yatsu realized that the mirror was working some hateful power against her. And Asui realized that the spirit mirror had the power to repel witches. Why is the mirror… It’s because you’re an evil witch. This miraculous spirit mirror repels all creatures of evil. How come you can look at it then? Don’t point it at me. I do not know who you are. All I know is that you tried to kill me, and I know that you are a creature of evil, fearful of this spirit mirror. Be gone, evil one! Beata didn’t understand what was happening herself, and I couldn’t see anymore. She didn’t know why she had to fear the spirit mirror. However, when she tried to look at the bright light led off by the spirit mirror, it pierced her eyes. Though she didn’t understand why she must be afraid, she did understand that she must be afraid. By now, Beato realized that the spirit mirror was both terrifying and harmful. As it came closer to her, she felt an increasingly strong and painful burning sensation over her whole body, as if someone was approaching her with a hot iron. She couldn’t even open her eyes because of the mirror’s bright, painful glint. Go, return to the world from whence you came, evil one. I, Ushurumiya Natsui, do not fear evil in the least. It’s no use. Why? Why is this musty mirror so? If I lose here, I’ll be the only one to fail this trial. Just like George-san and Shannon-san, Jessica-san and Cannon-san, I also want Batless-san to acknowledge me and treasure me and all my sons. And even though I finally managed to be honest with myself, in a place like this, I alone will be… Okay, hold on. This is a part of the story that Battler wrote. But Battler didn’t know that Beato had even revived before he wrote the story. So is Beato interrupting the story and making a diversion happen in the story that Battler wrote? Or was even Battler’s confusion when Genji said she woke up three days ago, was that also a part of Battler’s story? And it seems like these are the murders that are going to happen in Twilight, so it seems like Battler had to have written this. How does that work? Are you giving up? Only you? Believe! A miracle of love will surely occur! I love Battler-san. Do you? I want him to notice me, and I want him to acknowledge and accept my feelings. And so, cannot lose here. Be gone, evil one. There’s no place for you here. And then Beatrice just closed her eyes. And then just flung magic around her determination to come too late. If she’d had it from the start, she would probably have managed to finish Natsui off right then without any fear. She summoned an even larger mirror and put it in front of her because she had wavered. It had taken time to kill Natsui and things had ended up like this. But now I am resolved. I want to love Battler-san. I want him to love me. And so I cannot lose here. After all, I was born for Battler-san’s sake. Yes, that is. We wanted to hear. Yes, that is. What we wanted to hear. There we go. Dream and discharger, ah? Someone’s banging a fucking wooden spoon in the pot again. Lucifer of Pride, right here. You dare mock me by choosing a single old mirror to be my first target in so long? Ah. Lucifer-san. Karo-sanpai. The future-sama. You must complete your trial. She’s getting away. Someone, help me. Someone. Now that the spirit mirror, her last ray of hope had been smashed, and the number of strange demons had increased, Natsui could do nothing but run for it. However, if she had made a scene and people gathered, the anti-magic toxin would burn Beato. Now was her last chance. Thank you, Musa Frasan. Prepare yourself, Ushimiya Natsui. Gah! Gah! Once again, Beato choked thin air. This time, she wouldn’t let her escape. She had to end Natsui’s pain right away before it got too drawn out. But her power wasn’t enough. Though Natsui scratched at her neck, she also struggled to escape from the room that had no keyhole. Her shaking hands stretched out to the lock on the door. A closed room is one of the concepts that allows a witch to be a witch. Unlocking the door strengthened the anti-magic toxin a little. Since Beato is at her limit even within a closed room, if Natsui undid that lock, Beato’s power would weaken immediately and Natsui would surely escape into the hallway. Their strengths were matched. However, Natsui’s began to surpass Beato slightly. The power of the living to live is fundamentally stronger than the power of magic. Of course, Beato was mustering all her might. However, Natsui was just a bit stronger. That’s enough. Lucifer, do it. As you wish. Battler-san… Did you really have to scare me like that as soon as the first twilight? My apologies. Sorry, I didn’t listen to your instructions. Instructions? Well, I didn’t stay in my room. Byato hung her head apologetically. When he saw this, Battler scratched his head uncomfortably. In that case, I should apologize too. I should have chosen my words more carefully. No, you did nothing wrong, father. I mean, Battler-san. I mean, Battler. B-dog. It’s okay. Call me whatever you like. Huh? Battler had always looked at the new Beatrice sternly. However, that was gone from his expression now. True, the old you may have called me just Battler. At first, I might have tried to force you to speak to me that way. But that would be pointless. You are Beato, but you’re still you. You can call me whatever you want. Battler-san. Sure, that works great. Can’t say being called father is really my thing. Yes. Earlier, she’d hesitated just to say Battler’s name at all. If Battler had told her to say his name without honorific, she couldn’t have done so right now. Even if she had, that might have hurt Battler even more. However, now that she was allowed to call Battler by his name, we just had to look into her eyes to see how happy this made her. Battler, you wrote it! Yes, that is correct, Lord Battler! If you can succeed in winning through our trial, we will bless the pair of you and bestow a miracle of magic upon you. It seems these guys have been giving their power to Beato’s golden butterfly brooch. Brooch. Brooch brooch. That means its effectiveness is guaranteed. We’ve been stuck with each other for a long time now. Is his voice deep or anything? He sounds more grown up to me. Is it just the cloak giving off more mature vibes? Nothing wrong with playing this sort of game every now and then. Battler-san. Oh, did you hear that fur fur? Looks like Battler is joining in as well. We’re just so happy that Natsui is dead. That’s no surprise. After all, we’ve known since the beginning. Welcome to our trial, Lord Battler. So who will your sacrifice be? I’ve already done my part. Go and check if you want. Natsui’s bubbled in blood. Very well, Lord Battler. Come, Furfur. Let’s go check. Yes, let’s. I would be so mad if I was George, Jessica, Shannon, Cannon right now. And because of this game, I could be all four at once. This is bullshit. This means that all six lovers have succeeded in their trials, right? What should we do next? The resolve of all six is the real deal. Let us test them further in the next trial. The two noisy demons disappeared. They had apparently left to go check on the sacrifice Battler had killed. Hold on one second. One second. Alright. So. Deed. Deed. Deed. Deed. Deet. How many is that? 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. Alright, there needs to be one more. And then just one line at the end of this on a black screen. And also, go to die. Oh, all women this time. You’re right. Huh. Uh-oh. They apparently left to go check on the sacrifice Battler had killed and also so that Battler and Beato who could finally look each other in the eye and talk could have some time alone. Hmm. No? Impressive? Did I forget one? Oh, you’re right. I hadn’t realized. Amakusa clapped his hands as though he’d been outsmarted. Even though he figured it out before me, he played the fool. That’s simply because the number of lovers just happened to be six. The fact that it matched the number of the first Twilight was half coincidence, half design. Battler killed someone? Oh, I thought, I thought, didn’t Battler show up and make the state kill Natsui? I thought Natsui was Battler’s death kill and they did it both together. Oh, my bad. Sorry, I misunderstood. Okay, that makes sense. I think that’s also Battlers. It’s a bit more interesting that way. It feels more like fate. They did it together. Humans have the bad habit of taking two meaningless phenomena and trying to link them together. Trying to make things seem like fate is a trick of books. I guess you aren’t a fan of Destiny and Miracles, lady. I’m not. It’s like UFOs. Everyone knows about them, but no one has seen them. That’s a cool metaphor. So, normally I try to skip over all the love and illusions and call them necessary, useless scenes for the mystery. Okay, Erika. But Okanogi-san disagreed with that way of thinking. He thought that by looking at things without love that way, the truth can never be reached. Ah, you mean President Okanogi’s catchphrase? Without love it cannot be seen? I don’t know though. I can’t think of a possible reason. For the goats. And some of the goat attacks. And also the two tower scene. I can’t think of… Or even like the loser flag on the goat. They just seem like entertainment to me sometimes. Or at the very least, if there is a point to it, it’s not a point that needed to be dragged out that long. At the very least. I don’t know. Summary! Those are the themes and keywords of this tale. It’s like Ryukishi like desperately saying, no, there was a point to it, trust me, no, no, no, there was, it was totally necessary, oh, and there are many who claim that all words not written in red ink are not worth reading. It is an honor, child of man, that you have read the black letters as well. So true. Stories are written because the writer has something they want to communicate, and some writers feel like it’s unrefined to lay everything out too directly. We’re tutorializing subtext now too? All of this about how you’ll never reach the truth without love has shown up many times in the works before this one. This new work makes that even more striking. Okay, sorry, hold on. Is it true that episode 5 wasn’t received well in Japan? Because if it wasn’t, then this… Oh, man. Holy shit. He’s so fucking mad. He’s seething. Seething. Oh, my God. No, you were wrong to dislike it. Here’s why. Holy fuck. Holy fuck. It means that this is one thing the writer wants to tell the most. The thing that they want us to think about the most. Episode 6-8 were much worse received, it turns out. I meant to tell you. I can see why. This is condescending as fuck. Holy shit. When you think about it, there have been many scenes about love ever since Beato first appeared. Even the first time she appeared before Shannon, she spoke clearly about how love was a single element of the world. And the golden butterfly brooch she had given was also an item for love. She had said that she enjoyed sowing seeds of love and watching complications arise, and when Shannon stopped lowering her power, the reason for her argument was also love. After her interactions with Battler started up in full, scenes about love were toned down for a while, but the without love it cannot be seen definition of magic has been mentioned repeatedly. Then, in the tale right before this one, when Beato became like a doll, several scenes made it seem almost as though Battler and Beato had accepted each other as rivals or possibly something more. In the end, Battler had regained some memory and his impression of Beato had undergone a complete change. And then, in this game, from the beginning until now the word love has been repeated over and over again. The tale you wrote keeps talking about love. However, that’s not Maria Oni-chan’s viewpoint or Beatrice’s viewpoint. It’s Hachijo Toyo’s viewpoint. Correct. That is what I wanted to tell. And it is my own sort of answer. Oh, Persona 3? Answer? That all of the crimes 12 years ago were a trial of love started by strange demons? Ridiculous. I didn’t come here to read a romance novel you wrote. What I want to know about is the truth you claim to have reached. What is happening here when we’re not talking to Feathering? How is this still going? What is this? Foolish child of man, after reading all of this, do you still not understand? I can write whatever I want. With an obviously condescending gaze, yep, Hachijo shrugged. It was clear that she was trying to provoke Angie. She was probably hinting that Angie should just go home as she was annoyed. If you’re going to read my noble work and not even attempt to see whether you understand it, then get out. Normally Angie would have already thrown a fit and left. However, she couldn’t do that. Though she didn’t like someone else toying with her family’s fates in a story, she was growing increasingly certain of something else she had read through it. Just as Hachijo’s followers said, this tale really does have the same presence, the same scent as the tales written by Beatrice. The author was certainly different. However, because it reached to the real truth, it had the same scent. Angie was beginning to acknowledge this. Hachijo Toya was the one who had reached Beatrice’s two, truth. An endless witch like Beatrice who could add to the endlessly stretching parallel worlds of the cat box. If one has reached Beatrice’s truth, they can create a new tale, whoever they are. With this new manuscript, I’m sure someone besides myself will appear and reach the truth. Those people will be qualified to create new tales of their own. So there will be more and more endless witches. Yes. And these many endless witches will add to Beatrice’s cat box tale. The more they add to it, the more people will reach the truth. When that happens, the very first endless witch, Beatrice, will finally be rewarded for writing such long letters, packing them in bottles, and throwing them into the sea. You might have yelled at me angrily and risen from your seat. However, you did not. Why? I hate to admit it, but I’m starting to think that your tale has some kind of truth or hint within it. Nah, I already have my own ideas. However, that’s no more than looking with a single eye. Unless I accept a different viewpoint from my own and look at things from more than one angle, I’ll never be able to see the truth in three dimensions. That’s my interpretation of without love it cannot be seen. So I should definitely just read this piece of fanfiction from someone who wasn’t at the island, was never there, knows nothing about it, and just made up a version of events that could have happened. Because you know what? Maybe there is some truth in there. Very well, childhood man. Perhaps as the final survivor of the Ushimiya family, it was fated that you would find the truth and become an endless witch. I exist only as a guidepost to awaken you as a true successor. Angie Beatrice hates fanfic. I do hate fanfiction. I do. Sometimes I don’t understand what she’s saying. However, she knows something. And maybe she actually has reached the truth that she claims. In other words, sumari! I didn’t learn the truth even after reading the two message bottles Beatrice left behind. And now I’m reading tale after tale filled with hints. So, these hints are challenges provoking me to think. Indeed. Perfect. I’ll find this truth you say you’ve reached. It’s a good thing I came here. That it is. I invited you here because you haven’t found it yet, child of man. But the truth I see and the truth you see overlap. Just as you see things with a single eye, so do I. Aye, aye. Now that I’ve found you, I can finally see the truth with both eyes. Smack. No. So the first twilight has finally happened. Everything so far has made me so sleepy. You have some sleep in your eye. Huh? Where? Mind your own business? Humph. As you wish. Let’s begin. First off, the first twilight. Break time. How many more chapters are we doing? One or two? Oh, we get the soothing sound of rain for the break. Hooray. Oh shit. Oh sh, oh sh. Next chapter is an hour. Okay, we can do one more chapter then. I think we can do it. Unless I’m told that it’s a bad idea. I’m game to do one more hour. Before we go on break, thank you to Kever Klerung for the bits. Ryukishi Nuto wouldn’t like episode five, so he wrote episode six this way. Just like Sun Wukong in Buddhist Palm, R07 is at it again. So true, so true. It’s easy to predict that people are going to dislike your writing when it’s bad on purpose. Yep. Anyway, we’ll be back in about five minutes. Enjoy your break. Biggest dweeb, August? What? What’s going on? Mod fight? Oh, I love a mod fight. Mod fight, mod fight. Alright, I think we’re gonna do one more chapter, and then we are you done? Here we go. Erica was dozing off on her bed, so when a knock sounded on the door… Shit, I fucked it up. It took some time before she noticed. Did it fuck up the sound again? A murderous reason? Did everyone see the new Knives Out trailer by the way? That’s right. I have one thing to say before you begin this game. Oh, the detective proclamation thing. Do as you wish. No, I mean the opposite. I say we raise the stakes. Raise the stakes? What do the stakes have to do with this? Haven’t they done enough? What’s this? Now that sounds interesting. What do you mean? It’s simple. Battler got a shot off at us in the last game, so if Erika does the same in this game, we’re only even. Wasn’t the last game a tie? We failed to win a game that should have been a shoe-in, right? Is that how you spell shoe-in? I thought it was shoe like you put on your feet shoe. Is it really shoe-in like that? If that isn’t a loss, I don’t know what is. Right, Erika? Yes, my master. If I hadn’t failed submissively, we would have won that game easily. Oh, I get it. So this time, you’ll intentionally fight at a disadvantage by not making a detective proclamation and win despite that. You’re scheming to not only wipe out your loss in a previous game, but to totally flip the score upside down, right? You intend to participate in the game Battler-san poured his heart and soul into with a foolish handicap like that? That is not only presumptuous, it’s quite rude. You’ve got a point there. It sounds more like an excuse just in case they lose. True, you could also look at it that way. If they win, it’s a great victory, but if they lose, Erika’s side has a nice little excuse. Isn’t that a bit unsporting? Don’t worry, this bet is balanced on both sides. If this game is won by a human without the detective proclamation, it will be impossible for Battler and the others to pick up the pieces of the illusion of the witch. But on the other hand, if Erika loses, that detective trash will be sent into the depths of oblivion along with the worst possible fragment. See? That’s balanced, isn’t it? An ultimate victory with a mere human, not a superman detective, destroying the illusion of the witch. She’s putting her own destruction on the line to make that bet. I’ve gotten bored with these sluggish repeating games that you and the former Beato made. So we’re raising the stakes and settling it all at once. While that is true, if Atala makes it through this game, it’ll mean that Battler has one Beato’s game and the game will end. In a sense, it’s a showdown you can’t escape, right? Oh my god, Dalmec just got so owned. Dalmec doesn’t deserve that. Holy fuck. I see your position. Are you okay with that, Erika? Yes, of course. In order to regain my master’s trust in me, which was lost by my previous defeat, I will risk even my own destruction. Is that of your own will? Mm-hmm. What’s wrong, Erika? Answer him, okay? Obviously, this is my own will. I certainly will not lose, even without the detective proclamation. I will defeat you no matter what. What does that mean? Battler-Sama. Battler-San. Sure, that’s fine. If that’s what you want, I’ll accept that challenge. Thank you very much. I’ll make sure you regret it. After all, when Battler played for the human side, he never had anything as convenient as the detective’s authority. All he was allowed to do was use the blue truth and demand that Beato repeat things he said. Exactly. In a way, the last game was unfair. We failed to win despite that, which is why it was no different from a loss. Do what you want. If you feel like making a detective proclamation, do it whenever you like. I understand that you’re holding it in reserve at the moment. As if I’d used such a thing against an opponent like you. Hmm. Five hours later. Then you get started you two. Oh, she’s upset. Okay, does that mean there’s no objective viewpoint of anything that happens now? But she’s still the detective in some capacity. Oh yeah. So she’s just like Battler and she’s just like how she was in the last episode and how Battler was in episodes one through four. But she just can’t use her detective power to be like, yo, sit down and let me talk. That’s the only difference. Okay. That sort of thing. Alright. Of course not. Why would they? Are you sure they didn’t go to the mansion? We called the servant room and dining hall of the mansion, but no one picked up. Please stay here, you two. I’m going to go check the mansion. Can Erica be killed now? No. Yeah, those same rules are still going to apply. The detective can’t be the criminal. The detective can’t be killed. The detective’s viewpoint is still objective. Does she have a demand to see the crime scenes? She probably doesn’t have that. That’s the detective proclamation, right? She probably can’t demand to see the crime scenes. She can still try, but she doesn’t get to just have that. She also doesn’t have to get the… People don’t have to listen to her. Wait a second, Erika-san. She’s a strange kid. After speaking her mind and not listening to anything else, Erika dashed down the stairs and rushed outside. The first trial usually starts in the morning, but it looks like we’ve got an early fight this time. No crime has occurred in the guesthouse. So that means the stage of the tragedy is in the mansion. Though she had an umbrella up, Erika got drenched as she sprinted. She brashly licked the raindrops that ripped down her face. Erika was at her most energetic. According to her memory from the previous game, the entrance hall to the mansion will be locked after the start of the family conference. Man, I really don’t like that she has this advantage. This is bullshit to me, but okay. However, the lock was undone this time. Had someone unlocked it, or had the lock not been set, or had it not been possible to set the lock? Well, no point in thinking about it now. After all, that might be just a whim of the Game Masters. As soon as she entered the entrance hall, the door to the parlor opened violently. Out of it flew Gota’s large body. Ah, good evening, Gota-san. Is something in the matter? My car snake! My car snake! Police! Ambulance! That expression really is wonderfully pathetic. It’s perfect for the first one to discover the crime. Please calm down. How could the police or an ambulance get to an isolated island inside a typhoon? I’m sure the phones are out anyway, so please calm yourself. Yells from Cross and Rudolph’s group could be heard from the parlor. Also, inside the Velvet Room, Battler just went, Fuck! Forgot to disconnect the phones! Shit! No! What do I do? Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Genji! Bring me an eraser! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck it! Where’s the whiteout? Fuck! Their shaken appearance perfectly signified the coming of the first Twilight. Well then, give me the victims, the scene, and the reconstruction of the situation. Okay, so she is the detective. Okay, so definitely, definitely, she’s allowed to do things and demand things, but she’s just not allowed to make everyone sit down and listen. Okay, all right, that’s the limit. All right, I feel like, I think that’s what it means. Those who left to take a break didn’t come back, so the adults went to the parlor. She’s not the detective? Then what do you mean? How could she do this then? She’s just doing what Battler did in the previous games? But Battler was the detective in those scenes. He just couldn’t have the same authority that she had. Was he truly? Yeah, of course he was. Yeah. Obviously. Yeah. Battler wasn’t allowed to use Red? Yeah, that’s fine. That’s not what we’re talking about. Those who left to take the break didn’t come back, so the adults went to the parlor. When they did, the door was sealed from the inside and they couldn’t open it. You’ll see later, but the hat stand in the parlor had been used to bar the double doors from the inside. So you’re trying to say that the door was blocked from the inside and the windows were also locked from the inside. That’s it. When they went around and looked into the parlor through the window, they saw Rosa lying on the sofa in a natural position with blood pouring from her forehead. They then smashed the glass, entered the parlor, and discovered that Maria was also there, lying by the wall and covered in blood. Okay, so this is like… Episode 3, the six rooms that all had keys daisy-chained in a row. I think that’s it. Got it. Yes, that would make them yell. And the other crime scenes? The entrance was unlocked when you came into the mansion because they went through it to check the parlor from the outside. It had been locked before they went through it, so there was a chance that the others who had gone missing were lying elsewhere within the mansion. And the adults are now searching the entire building. Can we have all that in red, please? So do the places the victims died match that long crazy delusion you showed earlier? They match. Oh, you can see that. Okay, so you did write it. Okay, Rosa and Maria were in the parlor. Beyond that, Natsui was in her own room and Kyrie was in Krause’s study. Eva was in the Rose Garden. No, wait, she was moved to the VIP room, wasn’t she? Yes. Eva’s corpse was found in the VIP room. That makes five victims. Ah, that’s one short for the first Twilight. Who’s the sixth person and where? Krasama, the chain on this room is also set. Cut it. The culprit might be hiding in there. Goda, do it. Everyone’s got guns. Rudolph and Krauss have brought Winchesters from Kinzo’s prize collection. The eldest Goda who is carrying the wire cutters to cut the chain. The victims had been found one after another at several locations inside the mansion. The men who had lost their wives searched through the mansion in a rage, looking for the culprit. This was a guest room. It had previously been a room where the relatives would stay, but it hadn’t been used much since the construction of the guesthouse. This forgotten room had been sealed from the inside by the chain. As soon as the chain was cut, Rudolf pushed Goda aside and flew into the room. Is anyone there? Get out here! There’s someone on the bed! Let’s get some light, Iniki! When Krauss pushed a switch on the wall, the guest room lit up, and the figure lying on the bed came into view. What? Aw, that’s a cool twist. So Battler thinks he’s one of the girls? Nice. The girls and the gays and for Battler. Could you do that please? Battler, Battler, Tim. Is that the meme? Did I say it right? How sad. I can’t believe it. This room is also a closed room. What again? Yes, my study, where Kirie-san was, Natsui’s room, the VIP room with Eva, the parlor with Rosa and her daughter. And now Battler-kun is in this guest room. They’re all closed rooms, aren’t they? I don’t understand. It couldn’t be suicide, could it? That’s impossible. How could this be suicide? Oh, there’s a surprise. To think that you yourself would be the sixth person. It’s more interesting to kill yourself off every now and then. And all of the crime scenes are closed rooms. It’s a murder that couldn’t have been performed without magic. Humph, doesn’t seem to be that the point of this game? In other words, Sumari, it must be a murder that could have been performed without magic. After all, if it really could be done with only magic, this wouldn’t be a game. That’s an interesting thought. Yes, that is the sort of game we’ve been playing. This game is fair. The goal is to explain without magic the strange crimes that are claimed to be caused with magic. If that couldn’t be done, it wouldn’t be a game. In other words, Sumari, as Erika had said, there must be murders that could have been performed without magic. To turn it around, the witch side had a certain responsibility. They had to make a crime that could be reproduced with tricks and not magic. Unless the human side could see through to those tricks, the witch side could use all kinds of magic and illusions. It’s just making a really, really complicated sleight of hand version of the candy in the cup. In other words, Sumari, in order to carry out a closed room murder with magic, it was necessary to create a crime that would be possible by human hands. Now I understand. I see. When I ordered the Seven Sisters to kill my classmates back at St. Lucia’s, they couldn’t do what I told them. And I understand the meaning of Mammon’s words. Magic can only do what you can accomplish by your own hands. Is that it? Fucking magic sucks. At that time, if I possessed the determination to kill my classmates… No, that’s not it. At that time, if I’d been capable of killing my classmates, capable of pulling it off, then the Seven Sisters of Purgatory would probably have pulled it off for me. I could only accomplish what I could do myself. No, that’s not it either. They could take what I had accomplished and turn it into magic. I wonder if rereading it, you still feel the same tension and dread in episode one, now that you know that all the murders are just fake bullshit. Huh. I wonder. However, because there had been a great number of witnesses in that classroom, it would probably have been impossible. It would have been burned by that anti-magic toxin Maria Oni-chan and the others always talk about. However, if I had called those classmates out somewhere without witnesses, and if I had succeeded in murder, at that point the seven sessions of purgatory would be capable of carrying out a magical murder. Even with magic, witches cannot do things they cannot accomplish by themselves. They can only adorn things they’re capable of doing with magic. Interesting, and that is because those who accomplish something without using magic later claim that magic was used and call themselves witches. This Erika person has understood that since the beginning. That’s why she will never surrender to witches. She is confident that it must be explainable with tricks. The old battler was toyed with so frequently because he did not possess that conviction. Once you see through that rule the witch loses any chance at victory, that’s why they have to make their opponent surrender before they see the truth of that rule. The longer the match is drawn out, and the more hints are given, the greater the witch’s overwhelming disadvantage becomes. Once again, this reasoning keeps spinning around in circles. Why did Beato let this game get drawn out until she lost? Many victims have been found, and the mansion was still wrapped in chaos. Hideyoshi’s group seemed to have gone to the guesthouse, worrying about the safety of the kids there. Krauss and Rudolph’s group was in the hall, talking about what should be done next. During a short gap in this chaos, Erika dashed all about the mansion. She was checking the crime scenes. Normally, with the detective’s authority, Erika had the right to openly investigate the crime scenes to her heart’s content. However, this time, she hadn’t yet made use of that authority. She was a guest and an outsider, so there was little to no chance that she would be allowed to investigate. You know, because she did so much of that last time. So she was forced to quickly check all of the crime scenes now, while she could still run about as she pleased. In the servant room, there had been a clear folder containing a sketch of the mansion’s interior. As if she had borrowed that, she knew the locations of all the rooms. Erika skillfully made her ways through the mansion, dashing into each crime scene in turn. The twangs haven’t come back. The twang notification is just broken forever, I guess. Lady Erika, I believe you know, but allow me to warn you just in case. Yes, what is it? It is true that you have an incredible photographic memory, Lady Erika. That, combined with the detective proclamation, is what made it possible for you to avoid being deceived by anything. Yeah, I get it. Since no detective proclamation has been made about me, even my photographic memory doesn’t count as foolproof evidence. Of course, I understand that. Still, that doesn’t mean I can afford to miss viewing the crime scenes directly. After all, in the last game, my pride in that regard led me to a truly miserable failure. For example, by this argument, no matter how well you examine a person’s corpse, you could not even guarantee that they were not faking their death with absolute certainty. Most probably, features of the situation must be individually confirmed by telling Battler to repeat them in red. And I’ll need to use the Bluetooth liberally in order to make him. I understand. Let’s start with the basics. The lack of the detective’s authority is no handicap. It simply means that I’m fighting under the same conditions Battler once was. Yes, this fight is retracing the old days when Battler and Beato fought so fiercely. I have nothing as convenient as the detective’s authority. I just have to truly fight the same way the old Battler fought. Thinking of it this way, it may be true that I was given quite a favorable, unfair position last game, just as my master has said. It may be difficult without the detective’s authority, which is also my pride and honor as a detective. But I won’t let that be a handicap. I know what magic is and I’m fully aware of how to fight with the red and blue truths. I know the way to fight in this game many times better than the old battler did. How’d you know that? I quickly visited the VIP room, Krause’s study, and Atsui’s room on the second floor, as well as the parlor and the guest room on the first floor, this time checking with my own eyes as I had failed to do in the last game. And I took my shot put ball out of my backpack and put it in it. First off, all the scenes were made to look like closed rooms. Probably the special note was the fact that the master keys could have had nothing to do with the trick. The closed rooms were all made. Hmm… I understand. Right now, I am a mere human. I can’t even properly confirm the deaths of the corpses. There’s a tips thing? No, the drop is the corpses updating, right? Yeah, okay. Corpse discovered in her own room. Frodo Erica did not perform a sufficiently detailed investigation, so the details of the cause of death are unknown. VIP room, Krause’s study, guest room… Parlor, parlor. Okay, so the R in the rooms that we saw. What’s with the half red? I understand. Right now I am a mere human. I can’t even properly confirm the death of the corpses. Last time I neglected to check the corpses and let a massive bit of magic get by me. I won’t feel like that again. If I did, I wouldn’t be able to face the master that I am so indebted to. Just so unbelievably fucking stupid. We have checked all of the scenes and finished gathering information. Here is our report. Go ahead. First, all of the rooms were closed rooms formed by the window locks and chain locks and the like, so that interference from the outside would be difficult. The only exception is the parlor where Rosa and Maria lay dead. Please, allow me to speak. Let it be known that the door is barred with a handstand. It is thought to be substantially the same as a chain lock, in that it can only be set from the inside. It is probably their goal to construct closed rooms where explanations using master keys are made completely ineffective. The parlor has no chain lock due to its very nature, so it is natural that something else would be used in the chain’s place. In that case, the interesting question becomes why one of the other rooms with chain locks wasn’t chosen to be a closed room. There were several guest rooms other than the one Battler lay dead in with all similar layouts, correct? Yes, that is correct. In that case, even though it should have been more beautiful to throw them in there so that everyone would be inside a chain lock closed room, they did not. That hat stand door bar in the parlor seems very suspicious. I should probably pursue this one demanding red truth. Yeah, I was thinking that too. Also, we have corpses, but are they the same absolute deaths with their neck sliced open like in the last game, which can be confirmed even without the detective’s authority? Of course, she had checked all of the corpses in all of the crime scenes this time. However, without the detective’s authority, she had no guarantee that she would be able to see through any fake deaths with certainty. Sheesh. In Battler’s game, no one dies. I like Yato’s chain of six closed rooms better. However, these closed rooms are even more complete considering that master keys don’t help you at all. There are two general ways of breaking closed rooms that Battler might be after, an illusion of a closed room or an illusion of a crime. It’ll be one of those. I get the first one. That’s when something looks like a closed room but it actually isn’t, right? What do you mean by an illusion of a crime? An illusion that makes it seem as though a crime has occurred. In other words, Sumari, are they really dead? Well, that’s dumb. If the people inside are alive, handling any kind of closed room is like pissing in a toilet. Still, with this closed room, it’s pretty hard to think of any other answer. What about the endless possibilities of manipulating the chain lock from the outside? We don’t know if there are secret doors, ways to kill for medicines, chances of suicide, or even whether these are complete closed rooms in the first place. What the fuck, Lambda Delta? This is Battler’s game? Stay in your fucking lane? Did Battler write this too? Can you say that in red? That’d be a little too rude to Battler, so no. If you do love me, you must see my words as right truth already, right? Then the closed rooms are perfect. In other words, Tsumari, this is an illusion of a crime. It does seem that way. If so, these are all trick closed rooms. Doesn’t this mean that everyone got so pissed at Erika bragging about detectives and stuff that they joined together and set up a fake murder to make fun of her? Oh, is that the right answer? I’m like, a super detective! Unfortunately, this isn’t a fake. The victims really have been killed. Huh? And you don’t mean by midnight on the second day, right? No, a detective proclamation has been made, but she’s very accurate when examining corpses. She’s good enough that I could give her examinations the red truth. Uh… So? Does that mean they were definitely dead when Erika examined their corpses? Yes, that’s right. Totally. But you won’t say it in red for her, right? Giggle. And that poor Erika must want it so bad. Well, she isn’t even a detective this time around. I won’t give her any red. Giggle, giggle. So she’s not the detective. Still, that makes it incredible. This time, Battlers really made a perfect closed room. Okay, I feel like something about this is gonna make me really mad. Okay, if she’s not the detective, how is there even any objective thing to go on? Like, everything could just be make-believe the whole time. Oh yes, I believe you’re right. Will Erika be okay? It looks like an ordinary closed room murder at a glance. But this one is pretty nasty. Won’t this load be a bit too heavy for Erika without her detective’s authority? She’s a self-proclaimed detective. I’m sure she’ll pull through. All of the victims are actually elaborate cakes made by Goda in a style that is from some part of the world that you don’t know where they make dead cakes. So therefore, I can say that the corpses were dead, referring to the style of cake that Goda made. Gather around, everyone. Let us eat the cake. She is a self-looking detective. I’m sure she’ll pull through. If Battler and Beato are defeated by a mere human who isn’t even a detective, they’d fall apart in the most exquisite way, don’t you think? And even if Erika loses, you get to play by throwing her in the worst fragment and knocking her into depths of oblivion. Exactly. No matter how it turns out, it won’t be boring. You’re just setting yourself up to be mad? Why? I’m not setting myself up to be mad. The story is bracing me for bullshit because it’s taking away certain things that I could trust on and rely on to the point now where I’m sitting from what the story has told me in the past 15 minutes. I can’t trust anything it’s saying to me. Right? How is that read wrong? Is it not correct? If there’s no detective in this story and there’s no objective perspective or anything that you can trust on, like right now Erika running around and inspecting these corpses is just as unreliable as all the scenes that we just saw in the love trials. I don’t think I’m setting myself up to be upset. I think I’m following the story with the information it’s giving me, right? It’s just as unreliable as Battler doing it earlier in episodes 1, 2, and 3. No, I don’t think so, because Battler was the detective. And now it’s expressly saying that Erica isn’t the detective. Battler wasn’t the detective. He was, though. He was the detective. Was he? Yeah. Of course he was. Okay, so the argument that… It’s not reasonable to expect that you can trust Erika’s perspective right now because you also can’t trust Battler’s perspective in episodes 1 through 4 is going to make Umineko 10 times worse, chat, not better. Because now I can’t trust anything that happens. Right, but that’s not the argument. Okay, what is the argument then? You know what? VN doesn’t just subjectively lie to you. Thank you, Paust. I’m sure it doesn’t. I’m sure it doesn’t. Trust the writer. The writer has lost my trust after episode five. That is the problem. If the writer wanted me to trust him, he shouldn’t have done the shit he did in episode five. He shouldn’t have broken the rules. I feel like they misspoke and it meant she doesn’t have the defective authority at the moment. Maybe that’s it. Yeah, maybe it’s just a misspeak. But it does directly say here, right? Where was it? Yeah, she isn’t even the detective this time around. I won’t give her any red. Does that imply someone else is the detective? Oh, Detective Jessica? You really are heartless, aren’t you? Well, bringing out this black cat like a towel and licking up every last drop is bliss to me. Beato’s game board didn’t entertain me for quite some time, but we’ve already wrung everything we can from it. It’ll be over with this game. So in the end, we really must let Battler and Erika bet everything in one final face-off. I want to play with you forever in this game. Like we could, we could have like right now, like because if Erika’s not the detective, that means she could also be the killer. So right now, technically Burn Castle didn’t lie because like Erika, Erika was guaranteed to find corpses of everyone in that room because when she went to room to room, she killed them and then she examined them. So there were corpses when she examined them and she knows for sure because she’s the killer and she killed them right before she did the fucking examination. And they were playing that before then, but like she just went around, here I go stabbing again. You know what I mean? Like it’s, it’s fucking like, and now she’s in, and then Battler just made her forget that. And now, and now she’s investigating herself. Fuck you. All your things that you saw weren’t reliable. I wanted to play with you forever in this game. What a shame. Come now. I’ve spent plenty of time with you already. Go find me another interesting game. If you do, I’ll play with you again. Ah, yes. You really don’t let me get bored. That’s okay, Burncastle. Seeing your face twist with anguish is the one forbidden honey I found for myself. Yeah, they can’t be true. As they open the closed rooms, they could go in and then kill them before they show up. Huh. Pursuing that was the role for Battler and Erika. I don’t know why they would do that. Looks like you’ve trampled all over the crime scenes by now. Satisfied? Is your inspection complete? Yes, I’m satisfied. So about our war of red and blue, shall we start right away? Or do it all at the end? I don’t like putting things off. I think the same goes for you. Then let’s get started with the closed rooms of the first Twilight. First, I’d like to check. Do you intend to respond if I ask you to repeat something in red? Depending on what you say, yes. I have no obligation to respond to everything and I won’t reveal my reasons when I refuse. Don’t give her anything, Battler. I’m on the witch’s side now. Don’t give her anything. Magic is real. Thank you, TylerJL26 for the bits. A lot of bits. 1500 bits. Thank you very much. I like these flags. Look at them go. Can we get them in chat? Those are some nice flags. Look at them! Thank you very much, Tyler. Good. Then let’s start simple and confirm the definition of a closed room. The Lanar. Please read it aloud. What is this music? Understood. We demand that the following be repeated. The liner spread out one of those scrolls that some official would always spread out when announcing the king in western fairy tales and read it aloud. First, the rooms with six people in them are all closed rooms. Shouldn’t we start off with is this mystery Nox rule compatible? Or is that just a given? The rooms with six people in them are all closed rooms. Acknowledged. Of course. That’s only until Goda and the others severed the chains and destroyed the closed rooms. Okay. I don’t know from Delano or Cornelia who stood behind her started taking notes. Second, the definition of a closed room implies that it is impossible to construct from the outside. Acknowledged. In other words, Sumari, no trickery done from the outside can construct a closed room. It is not permitted for a chain lock to be reset from the outside by a cleverly used wire, for example. I didn’t need you to tell me that. Delanor, please continue. Shut up, Erika. Third, the definition of a closed room implies that all forms of interference that pass between the inside and outside of the room are prevented. Acknowledged. However, I won’t deny the kinds of interference that you’d expect from a normal room such as knocks, voices, and the extension telephone line. 4. At the time of the deconstruction of the closed rooms, none existed within the rooms except the victims. Natsui, Eva, Kirie, Rosa, Maria, Battler. Acknowledged. Alright, be careful big dog. You are really limiting the options right now. What? In this way, they could confirm whether or not the culprit had been hiding inside a closed room. If the culprit had slipped out of the room after the Discoveries had noticed the murders and then walked away, it would have been possible to construct an illusion of a closed room. Because Battler had acknowledged their statement with the red truth, the possibility that the culprit and the victim had both been inside the closed room at the time of the crime and that the culprit had hidden under the bed and snuck out after the discovery of the crime had been denied. Fifth, no murder was committed after the deconstruction of the closed rooms. Okay, if he acknowledges this, I don’t know how he did it. I refuse. Why? Because the victims really were alive after the closed rooms were destroyed? So Krause and the others who barged in were the culprits and committed the murders then? In other words, Simari, they were post-closed room murders. Is that why you refuse? Not my burden, fuck you! Not at all. The murders will continue to occur, so we cannot say in red that no murders will happen after this. Okay, ask again. No murder was committed on these ones. Sheesh, what twist of logic. No, it’s really straightforward actually, you probably see what we’re getting at. Krause’s group cut the chain and destroyed the closed rooms and then killed the people inside. I just want you to counter this. Lady Erika, it is insufficient to refer to Krause’s group and an unspecified number of people. You should first determine which humans entered the room after the closed room was deconstructed. Allow me to speak. Accepting the victims, those who entered the closed rooms were Krauss, Rudolf, Hideyoshi, and Gota. Allow me to speak. This is based on spoken testimony. Know that there is no proof that others did not enter. I know that already. Let’s have you repeat that. After the deconstruction of the closed rooms, then ex… Then excluding me… Only Kraus, Rudolf, Hideyoshi, and Gota entered the rooms. I mean, someone else might come in after them, right? So it’s the same thing? Sure. Acknowledged. However, this only applies to the current point in time. Okay, there you go. It is possible that some later development in the game will cause more people to enter. Repeat it. Kraus, Rudolf, Hideyoshi, and Gota are not culprits. I refuse. Don’t give him that! Don’t give her that! Hmm, sure. I’ll knowledge it, but I’ll make the language more strict. Krauss, Rudolf, Hideyoshi, and Goda were not involved in the murders of Natsui, Eva, Kyrie, Rosa, Maria, and Battler. And that means it was also impossible for any of the other humans who didn’t even enter the closed room to have been involved with murder, doesn’t it? Who knows? Think about it yourself. If you think you can build up some blue truth for how a closed room murder can be committed without entering the room, then I’ll respond with the right truth. However, I only need to destroy one of the blue truths you’ll be presenting from here on out. In other words, Sumari, even if you do manage to use the blue truth and explain this way with some long distance closed room murder trick X, I don’t necessarily have to counter that with the red truth. These are the rules of the Witch’s game. Angie had confirmed these details with Beato in the fourth game. The witch side lays out riddle after riddle that it claims are impossible to carry out except by magic. The human side must use the blue truth to argue that they are explainable with tricks. And if they fail to make a counter-argument with the blue truth for even one of the riddles, that riddle will be considered to have been done by magic. And it will be impossible to deny the existence of a witch. In other words, Sumari, the witch side only needs to protect any one of its riddles. However, the human side has to fully explain all riddles with the blue truth. And even if the human side manages to explain all the riddles with the blue truth, if any one of those is successfully countered by the red truth, the witch will win. Okay, good review of the rules, actually. I like that they’re doing that. That was why, like the strategy the old Beato had adopted at the end, it was sufficient for the witch side to put off their red text counter arguments until the very last moment, and then make a single strike at their opponent’s most fragile spot, but not that fragile. In any event, you’ve refused to repeat that last one, right? Don’t get the wrong idea. I don’t give out red for free. I mean, you did like five times there, bro. From the witch side’s perspective, repeating statements made by the human side is just a supplement to make sure they haven’t misunderstood the question. Therefore, they had no obligation to respond to extremely broad demands. Not bad. Looks like you can handle being a player on the witch side pretty well too. Your experience is no match for mine. Delanor. Let us continue. Next, the victims did not die by any method other than homicide. Acknowledged. Of course, there were no suicides or accidental deaths. Seventh, the victims. That’s enough Delanor. Are you sure? There are still items. Yes, that will do fine. I confirmed the status of the crime scene. From here on, it’s time for me to argue back with the blue truth. Sure, fine. Let me hear your masterful theories. Though Battler and Erika were enemies, it looked to Beato as though they were having a little fun doing this. She was probably slightly jealous of Erika. You have to thought back on the books she had read in Feathering’s library in which the old Hurran battler had fought. That must have been fun as well. Did it update the corpses now that they’ve been confirmed that they were dead? No. Okay. During a short break in the family conference, a horrible, brutal mass murder had occurred. Is this the end of the chapter or are we still going? Still going? Okay. During a short break in the family conference, a horrible, brutal mass murder had occurred. The six people killed, excluding Battler, had all been women. The remaining men went mad with rage at this cowardice, then broke down sobbing at the sadness of losing their wives over and over again. Why were they all women? How cowardly can a person be? What’s wrong with us? Here we are, under the same roof, and we’re just smoking away, not noticing that members of our own family are getting killed, dammit! But who, and how? They were not unguarded. The chain was set for all of them. Who gives a damn about that? I don’t care how they were killed, I just want to know who did it. Hey, Genji-san, Goto-san, were the doors and windows to the mansion all locked during the family conference? Yes, there can be no doubt. In accordance with Madame’s instructions, everything is always locked at the time of the night patrol. Tonight was a special case, so everything was locked up right after seeing the children off to the guesthouse. How is that possible? I mean, Battler and Maria-chan were inside the mansion, right? They shouldn’t have been able to get in, right? If everything really was locked up properly, that couldn’t have happened. Doesn’t that prove that the building wasn’t completely locked up? Well, well… He was arguing that Goda’s failure to lock up properly might have allowed a stranger to sneak in. At the very least, none of them had known that Battler and Maria had visited the mansion. If those two had come and found everything locked tight, they wouldn’t have been able to get inside. If they had rung the doorbell, Goda would probably have heard them from the servant room, but Goda said that nothing of the sort had happened. How they had entered the locked mansion was a complete mystery. This is merely an idea, but for example, what if a madam or someone happened to be near the entrance, noticed Battler-sama and Maria-sama knocking on the door or ringing the bell and let them in? That couldn’t have happened. You were in the servant room then, right, Goto-san? Isn’t there a chime in the servant room that goes off when the front door opens? There’s no way you would have missed anyone. Yes, but you see, at the time, Godo was serving drinks as you requested, so he was not in the servant room. Why was there only one servant in the mansion on such an important day? Why was someone as important as Genji-san on duty in the guesthouse? Does that make any sense? Why was the servant room left empty? My wife formed those shifts. She probably hoped that Goto would be kind enough to serve some fashionable drinks throughout the family conference as well. But Krausni-san, this is the family conference, right? These manly men all holding their guns while they’re crying. This is a family conference, right? The most important day of the year, right? We always go to San left as the only person on shift in the mansion. If there had been just one more person, everything would be different, wouldn’t it? Right, right? Is this the saddest we’ve seen them? They really fell apart without their lives. Yeah, they’ve been in real drag since their wife’s died. Thank you, sleepy Griffin, for the bits. Hi, Joe. In your Shadow of the Urtree video, you mentioned you think a good way to improve the lack of exploration rewards in DLC would be incremental permanent stat buffs. Have you ever seen played a game that pulls off this idea well? The closest I can think are Monster Hunter Riese spirit birds you can find during a hunt to get permanent increases to HP, STAM, and ATK for that hunt. It worked well but got a bit repetitive when doing many hunts in one session, thoughts? Having it be temporary like that I don’t think is a good idea, but I don’t know. I didn’t play that game quite a bit. I’m not sure. Sekiro does it kind of? I don’t know. It’s not the best idea, but it was just something to show that they could have had more room for exploration rewards, but… I just think that that’s just a cursed premise with Shadow of the Earth Tree. I feel like it should have had its own progression line and you just play it as like its own standalone thing and you have to make a new character and go in. I don’t know. I don’t know. This is a band-aid really. I think I saved it in the video, don’t I? The best game that has increases in power as Exploration Rewards has been probably the original Deus Ex. It’s really, really, really good for that. Anyway, thank you CMC10 for the reset. Hito, earlier when discussing Night Reign, you mentioned you don’t like to talk much about pricing. Is there any particular reason for that? It’s going to differ for a lot of different people. For me, buying games is not the same as it used to be. So I know that I find it hard to judge because I do it for work. It’s pretty rare that I buy a game for myself nowadays. It has happened, but even then I can kind of justify it as like, oh, I might use this for a video or it’s like broadening my gaming knowledge so I can make a reference in a video at some point in the future. So yeah, I don’t know. Some people also don’t like it. I get feedback often. I wish you wouldn’t talk about prices and money and shit like that. I’m fully aware of how everyone feels. However, please calm down. Either Gotasan wasn’t thorough when locking up, or someone let Battler-san and Maria-san in after they came back from the guesthouse and then forgot to lock up afterwards. However, that doesn’t necessarily have to do with how the culprit snuck in. After all, the mansion is massive. We might have come in much earlier and hid until late at night for all we know. I can understand you might want to suspect certain people, but please calm down. Our guest is right. The culprit is the one we should hate, not the servant who just happened to be on duty. At any rate, let’s calm down. It feels as terrible as the rest of you. However, we must take this initiative now and regain our composure. Niki. Everyone feels just as sad and devastated. And none of us will ever forgive the one who did this. Without reason, we must regain our composure. He’s right, I still have George. Krasni-san still has Jessica-chan. And Rudolph-kun, you still have Angie-chan waiting for you to return, right? It’s still too soon to start pointing fingers. The culprit is still on this island, and we can’t be sure that this tragic crime is over. We need to stay calm and prevent any further tragedies. Erika’s words softly consoled them and gently admonished them. If a servant had said the same thing, Rudolph would probably have jumped on him. However, since it had come from the lips of the guests and neutral party, it seemed to reach their ears. Let’s stay cool. We have three grown men with us, and guns as well. Judging by the pattern of the murders, the chances of the culprit having a gun are low. In other words, Tsumari, as long as we keep our heads, the culprit no longer has any way to touch us. She’s right. We can’t let the culprit do as they please any longer on our island. Where’s everyone else? Let’s find the culprit. We’re in the middle of a typhoon. They can’t escape from the island and there’s only so many places they can take shelter from the rain in. This island is larger than you’d think. Unfortunately, it would be difficult to search the island with this many people. Did you just say that to the people who spent their childhood on this island? After all, if you found the culprit, you might shoot them to death on the spot as you are now. If the frightened culprit has run into the deep forest, you won’t find them easily. Yeah, right. We should just wait for the typhoon to pass. Have the boat call the police for us and let them thoroughly search the island. The police are incredible. They’ll bring hundreds of people and pick through it with a fine-tooth comb. Will they? That forest may be deep, but they’ll definitely smoke the culprit out. The most important thing now is to make sure no more of our beloved family members are taken from us. Rudolph, if something happens to you, what will happen to Enjucheng back home? Give me a battler. Damn it. Damn it. Useless. Useless. I never had a chance to tell you the truth. Kurasa-san, I’m sure that everyone in the custom room is extremely agitated right now. If you show them that you’ve regained your composure, I’m sure that will help them relax a lot. Would you mind heading up there? Good point. We have to talk with everyone about what we’re going to do next. Please go up with him, Genji-san and Goda-san. I’m sure that Shannon-san, Kenden-san, and Fumasama-san are all very agitated. Yes, I’m sure everyone is quite agitated. Are you certain? Is there anything else you can help with? Huh. Okay. That’s why I want you to go with Kraussan. I want you there to help him if something happens. I’d like for the rest of us to check and see that everything is locked up here. We’ll head up soon, so please go on ahead. Understood. If you need anything, please call us. Why the fuck did they listen to the little random kid, Detective Authority? She doesn’t have the Detective Authority this time, so they’re just listening to her because she’s just being charismatic and leadership skills, I guess, I don’t know. Genji bowed and Krauss nodded. Krauss also nodded to Erika, then headed up to the second floor with Genji and Goda. In times of confusion, when only men are around, it’s easy for a composed member of the opposite sex to take the initiative. There we go. Even without the detective’s authority, she was able to control them quite naturally. Erica had wanted to get rid of the servants for the time being. Okay, in that case, let’s get to checking the locks. Our problem is going to be the big window in the lounge. It looks like it doesn’t even have shutters. If they smash this, we won’t be able to stop them from coming in. Don’t worry, the sound of the glass smashing will be more than enough warning. We’ll turn them to Swiss cheese. Quiet please. I didn’t have you stay down here to check the doors and windows. Please listen calmly to what I’m about to say. When Erika lowered her voice, Rudolf and Hideyoshi realized that she wanted to talk about something secret, so they brought their ears closer as they soon regained their composure. Listen up. This crime happened during a short break in the family conference. In that tiny span of time, six people were killed without anyone noticing. I can’t imagine a crime improvised on the spot going so smoothly. This crime was committed by someone who knew the layout of this mansion well inside and out. Well, if they didn’t know the inside well, but short while ago they had attacked Goda, suspecting the servants of making a blunder. However, they’d only thought that he’d forgotten to lock up and were attacking him for letting the mysterious culprit sneak in. They hadn’t considered that one of the servants they knew so well might have taken those lives with their own hands. No, they hadn’t wanted to think that. People can’t easily suspect someone they know well of being a culprit. Time of the crime, the mansion was locked from the inside, and only those involved with the family conference existed there. So Aniki killed Kirie and the others? Or am I supposed to suspect Hideyoshi Nisan? It’s impossible, unthinkable! I never even considered suspecting Krause Nisan or Rudolf-kun. Yes, of course I believe that. I wouldn’t dream that any of you would kill your own wives. Erika had already received red truth proof from Battler that they were not the murderers, so there was no need to argue that point. Kraus, Rudolf, Hideyoshi, and Gota, none of those four was the killer, and yet Erika said this. However, what about Gota-san? He was in the waiting room the whole time during the family conference in a position from which he could do anything without anyone knowing. Isn’t it a little early to suspect Godasan? Godasan came to bring us drinks in the dining hall during the break. He was with us for quite some time, and at one point he had ketchup all over his hands and had to clean it and looked embarrassed, but you know, he’s fine. He couldn’t have had time to kill six people. However, he might have been able to let the actual killer into the mansion. Precisely, Goda-san probably didn’t kill them himself. However, it’s very possible that they secretly welcomed the actual murderer into the mansion. Rudolph and Hideyoshi, stunned, looked at each other. They were family, family, family. Even a wife of the siblings would be considered family. Though the siblings hated each other, it wasn’t possible that they hated each other’s wives enough to kill them. Eva and Rosa were two of the siblings, but none of the others could have had any reason to kill Natsui, Kiriei Battler, or the young Maria. But to a servant like Gota, perhaps they were all a little more than complete strangers. I suspect the servants on two points. First, the victims are familiar with them, and there were no signs of a fight in any of the crime scenes. I think you know well that there was no disturbance at any of those places. I was thinking that too. Figured Kirei was used enough to fights that she wouldn’t get killed but easily without resisting, that one wouldn’t hesitate to bite your finger off. It does make more sense if the culprit was someone she knew who suddenly attacked when her guard was down. Come to think of it, the same goes for my Eva. She knows a dozen kinds of martial arts. She spends every day practically wishing for some ruffian to attack her. She wouldn’t have been killed off so easily. Then what about Rosa-san in the parlor? Do you think she’d easily be killed by a stranger without resisting while she had only her daughter with her? And this tells us something else that’s important. Something important. You’re not alone. The culprit isn’t just one person, right? You’re right. Both Rosa-san and Maria-chan were in the parlor. If they hadn’t both been killed at the same time, there would have been an uproar. Since the culprit was able to do that, there can’t just be one of them. When it comes to Maria-chan, Rosa was like a quick to anger mama bear. She wouldn’t cower in fear even if someone pointed a gun at her. I see, so it would have to be someone who wouldn’t rouse Rosa’s suspicion until the last second. I mean, could have been sleeping. Now that we see the idea of an unknown outsider sneaking in onto the island is actually less a realistic option. The culprit is someone familiar with this island. And there’s more than one. The culprit is someone familiar, and there’s more than one. Erika’s reasoning pointing clearly at the ones they should suspect and guard themselves against. The children. So, you suspect the servants. Yes. Under the current circumstances, they are the most suspicious. The second reason to suspect them is the closed rooms with the chain locks. Why do the chain locks make them suspicious? What if there was no chain lock on the closed rooms? Then there wouldn’t be closed rooms. With a single master key, anyone could make them. I see. The servants had to seal them with the chains so that they wouldn’t be suspected. Exactly. By setting the chain, they don’t have to worry about being suspected. To turn it around and flip the chessboard, sumari, if the chains weren’t set, they wouldn’t be able to avoid suspicion, since they held the master keys. Therefore, making them suspicious- How did they just teleport out of there afterwards, Erika? So the only ones with something to gain from setting the chains are the servants. I’m not trying to protect them or anything, but if so, how did they actually set the chains? Or maybe the person who did set it up knew that you would deduce that, so by setting the chains and making the servants look guilty, it’s actually a reason why they wouldn’t have done that. Is it possible to set them from the outside? Considering how they’re built, I don’t think it’d be impossible. Have you heard this story? Apparently, some mailmen who deliver to apartment mailboxes are known to carry loops of wire with them. Yeah, I’ve heard of that. Apartment mailboxes often have similar adjoining boxes around them for the nearby room numbers. I hear they’d sometimes accidentally deliver letters to the next room over if they weren’t careful. These mailboxes are almost always locked. If you put the mail into the wrong one, you’d have no way of getting it out. In that situation, they’re supposed to tell the owner of that mailbox about their mistake, have that person unlock the mailbox for them, and retrieve the improperly delivered mail. However, the resident of that apartment would often be out, and going through that process would be a real pain. Because of that, some mailmen would make a little tool out of wire with a loop at the end, and use that to fish the mistakenly placed postcard out through the crack of the mailbox. I’ve heard something similar from a friend of mine at a building management company. It seems they’d sometimes get drunks who locked themselves in the bathroom and fell asleep. So to get them out of there, they’d stick a thin metal tool through the crack in the door and undo the latch. Exactly. All industries have little tools that can easily open things that normally can’t be opened. It wouldn’t be particularly surprising if the servants of a mansion had something of the sort. Good point. Once you’ve figured out the knack of it, you probably could set the chain from the outside by using a wire. Okay, I can’t remember if Battler already said that this is not true, or if it was just that Lambda Delta said they were perfect closed rooms. I can’t remember. If he said he couldn’t do that. I should check later, I guess. I’m sure it’ll come back up. Yeah, we can’t be sure that it’s impossible. True, physically speaking, one couldn’t say for sure that there existed absolutely no way to set and unset chain locks from the outside. Oh, we’re back here again. Chain locks allow for the door to be open to crack. If you stuck something through that crack, you should be able to manage it easily. It was very natural to them to think that. If Battler did confirm that, why is Erika saying that right now to these two? Is she sowing dissent? However, Erika knew better. Though it might be possible in reality, the red tooth had already declared that these closed rooms could not have been constructed from the outside. Okay, there we go. Alright, so why is she saying that to these two then? In other words, to Mari, it was impossible to manipulate the chain lock from the outside. And yet, Erika was guiding their thoughts with the illusion that only the servants could have constructed the closed rooms. With an air of solemnly revealing some crucial points, she steadily steered the situation in the direction she wanted. Every part of her serious face for the last few minutes had been an act. No, to put it in her words, Sumari, it was a detective technique for tricking suspects. I plan to tell Kura-san what I’ve told you. I’m not saying that all the servants are culprits. However, it’s very likely that one of them is a culprit or has been assisting the culprit. We should split them apart and have people with guns keep an eye on them. I started saying it before the line showed up. Fuck. So, Mari. Thank you, Bustino for the reset. Joe, have you ever read Nate the Snake? Quite a poignant short little fable about life and purpose. I’d highly recommend. I have never heard of Fate the Snake. Sorry. Sorry, Nate the Snake. Haven’t read it. Sorry. Do you want to give me a link on Discord and I’ll get to it in 95 business days? What does the Sumari mean? In other words, it said sumari. And this is what they say in Japanese, sumari. And in other words, shows up all the time in this VN. All right, we’re all done. Who are we rating? Who’s life? Jelly’s life? Jelly. Jelly channel. Also, Joe, news that you’re totally going to love. Kadoka said that his hopes for 100 lines with DLC is to add a full-on Danganronpa-style experience and zeroescape-style experience specific routes. Guests will make their own Danganronpa and ZE4s never-ending game. No. Fuck off. Wait, what is this? Like, 100 line is now fucking the launcher for those games from now on? Wow. Wow. All these years later, still holding on to it? Gotta let go. Oh, man. Anyway, see you tomorrow for Bald’s Gate 3. Have a good day. And good night to anyone else who’s stuck around or is watching the VOD. See you later. I’m going to go have some breakfast.
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Version without chat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oLWfE7U-Dn4
The scene with Dlanor and Erika in the bedroom having the cheating debate is deadass my favorite scene in the entire novel.
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It's unfortunate that Joe hasn't realized by now that "unreliable" does not mean "you can't trust it because it could be anything." The love trials have such big hints about the whydunnit, but Joe's not looking into it that deeply beyond the direct stuff. He's seeing the talks as simply character development/dissection and the fights as flair. Considering how much he's already understood, including that Battler's perspective is objection Episodes 1-4, I'm sure he could figure out the whole mystery if he just saw things with love.
I think my favorite hint in the fights has to be how Shannon kills Maria by using a shield. Even though I figured out most of the mystery by that point, I didn't notice that detail until my second read through.
Whay in the world is happening in this game
I'm still kind of confused as to why Joe thinks that game has lost his trust, since it seems like the things he's saying the game tricked him on are things that he immediately saw from the beginning.
Like, he doesn't like that Battler's perspective was unreliable in EP5, but he immediately figured that out even before the murders. Even if his theory is wrong that Kanan and Shannon are the same person, that still made him think Battler's perspective was unreliable, with further evidence mading him more sure of it (Battler seeing Kinzo), and he ended up being correct about it, so I don't understand how the game tricked him.
I think Joe just lacks confidence in his own thoughts. He really shouldn't.
Its so funny how the game will bring up pregnancy or periods and almost without fail there's at least one guy going "UHHHHHHH" in chat. Bro.
Unrelated but why the fuck did Fromsoft make a battle royal style game instead of a dungeon crawler rogue-like
allah please strike down whoever suggested this weeb nonsense
Not feeling episode 6 yet
What did Battler mean by having George be Sun Wukong and then unbirthing himself from EVA?
29:58 a Busch Light perhaps?
I love whatever the subtitles did at 26:42 lol
Its too bad that doing Umineko before higurashi deprives you of understanding the concepts of certainty and miracles in the story.
24:00 tremendo chori papa
I love the fact to so many in the chat were surprised that Erika had backstory and was a real person, a lot of us reading Umineko for the first time just kinda accepted this new character out of nowhere, with this episode confirming that episodes 3 to 6 are still something that was written, it you thought about it hard enough, that had to mean that Erika came from somewhere, and Hachijo didn't just add an OC into a story about a real crime that happened.
The game has been framing Kyrie in a pretty positive way till now, with even her moment Ep3 typically being overlooked by others due to the hype of the fight. But the moment with Jessica shows that she's just as pathetic as the rest of the family. I think the most telling bit isn't the confession of planned murder, but instead how she talks about Asumu. To Kyrie, Asumu is both a vapid dumb bimbo as well as a cunning minx who stole her man away from her. She doesn't blame Rudolf for sleeping around or two-timing them, she blames Asumu for wanting a monogamous relationship with the man she loves. You know, the exact same thing Kyrie wanted.
The Erika scene at the beginning is one of my favs. Such a good look into her character and motivations. One point of interest is that her boyfriend owns his own apartment which possibly means he was college aged when the two were dating. Considering Erika is a little younger than Jessica, this is pretty sad. Erika's paranoia about him cheating was probably due to being younger than him, and thus feeling inadequate and less attractive than the other girls he was interacting with.
I always get confused when I see people conflate Hachijo/Featherine with Ryukishi wholesale. Like yes, she does act as a sort of mouthpiece of the writer/answer knower, but also the narrative explicitly frames her attitude as negative. I mean, Ange specifically calls her out for her distrust in her readers, saying that they do make efforts to understand and think about what's being presented. While Hachijo/Featherine's convos with Ange can represent a discussion between writer and reader, I think they also represent Ryukishi's internal state when writing this tale.
hey the chapters diidn't work since there isn't a 00:00 timestamp
When will Erika solve EVATRICE's closed womb mystery?
I'm starting to think Eva didn't treat Ange poorly because of spite. She raised Age how she raised George, who she loved. Eva is just shit at parenting.
The witches didnt turn erika in to the trolling rat, society did. Hetslop did
The moment that REALLY shows how little Eva cares about George's individuality? Saying piano is a step down from violin. Piano is way better to learn for music production. Pretty much essential, nowadays. Imagine being limited to only two octaves, instead of becoming the whole band yourself. I know plenty of violinists, and they're all COWARDS.
Jokes aside, though, its almost too real how parents like this (in the real world) always want their kids to be a part of the group, never the leader. They assume that a safe, low risk career is what their kids need. Instead of looking at who that person is, respecting, and supporting them.
Beato doesn't like looking in the mirror. Mee too
So episode 5 of Umineko is actually not hated in Japan. In fact, it's probably the best received answer arc. Episodes 7 and 8 are the actual controversial chapters (8 being the most hated) and what led to Japanese players heavily hating Ryukishi and his work. Episode 8 was also pretty controversial in the West when it first came out, but over time it's actually become very loved by the Western fanbase.
The reasons why it's so hated in Japan is actually not related to any of the reasons Joe dislikes episode 5, which is funny. It'll be interesting to revisit this topic when he finishes the vn.
The weird thing about the age gap is that it’s hard to tell whether Ryuk is making a critique of it, is ambivalent about it, or forgot about it?
2:31:30 toe LOVES math
3:32:48 mod murdered by chat
the grand canyon between the conversations going on in chat at 1:46:00 is so astronomical it made me laugh
Spoiler
I have just finished the whole game, and to be honest I kinda agree with the take that the mystery is dead. When I was playing I didn't agree at all and I was even more determined to solve everything before the game answered, but the thing is that the mystery isn't that important in the end. So you spend that much time trying to solve something and it ends up not being all that important, and you feel kinda cheated. You could have guessed the culprit's motives more or less, but the game puts so much emphasis on Battler that you think that there will be a major revelation with him and it straight up doesn't happen. The worst part is that many actually understood what battler did inmediately but discarded the thought because surely it couldn't be so easy. I think he isn't going to like episode 8 and the end of 7 at all lol
Edit: I feel he's also going to feel betrayed with the banquet of goats in episode 8
I think the chat comments on how well adjusted Maria is compared to her cousins shows the problem where the intelligence and overall capability of autistic kids is overestimated. You don't need 200 IQ to learn to read Hebrew at a surface level (even for a child), and even if she is very intelligent, it doesn't mean she's set up for success in life.
Gotta love when chat is super confidently wrong and continues to argue a point for no reason. Seems like it’s becoming a theme of the answers arc lol
I roundhouse kicked my mom when i woke up this morning thanks to this game.
wait what the hell youtube why didnt i see this as soon as possible, i clicked on stream 30 and saw that i haven't watched stream 29 on the side
i even have the subscription with the bell on, and i was literally watching an umineko music meme video in the following days
man that sucks thats why it seemed like there was a big gap in between 28 and 29, it was already out 3 days later apparently
3:42:20 "Kills himself in apology to women" 😂😂
2:55:56 Ambassador Sakutaro of Extraterritorial Rights?
Yeah its over for Rudolf he cant even run away at this point, he dug his grave now he has to lie in it.
Edit: 3:45:16 Tbh When rereading the earlier arcs to try find the killer I can still feel hype and immersion but, its never the same as the first time.
Theories Below
Plus Im like 70% certain I know who the Killer is but is it really that obvious? Basically once you know Beatrice is in love with Battler theres only one possible suspect left.
But like… really? Isnt that too much of a hint? Maybe I'll be wrong and this was all just my cope, plus I dont really see any sus behaviors from her no matter how much I reread 1-4.
30:37 disliking alchohol is actually normal? I am not worse person because of it?
UMIFULL SPOILERS
That Erika scene is phenomenal. One of my favorite scenes in the VN and for me it's the highlight of 6 alongside the Kanon saving Battler scene. My reading of the scene where she describes her partner was not that they were cheating on her, but instead that they've been dabbling in presenting feminine (transgenderism if you will). This reading adds so much to the fact that Erika never figured out Shkanontrice until the very end due to her lack of love. She couldn't deduce the fact that her boyfriend might've been a closeted trans woman, so she couldn't figure out what Sayo's deal was.
A funny story about how I got here was that prior to reading Umineko I was spoiled that there exists a prominent trans woman character in the story, and that I somehow convinced myself that Erika was said trans woman. I genuinely thought Erika was describing her experience transitioning and losing the trust of her boyfriend, but upon further reading and finding out that the fabled trans woman was Sayo, I rescinded this reading and instead went with this one which I ended up loving. Idk how many people come to this vod nowadays, I just wanted to put out my opinion of the scene lol.
what is going on with the captions at 26:26