Unnamed Memory – Chapter 10.2 A Small Chest of Sentimentality
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul They landed and stood in the middle of darkness.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul They landed and stood in the middle of darkness.
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “Devote yourself to your studies, boy.” Gramps said once again as he ‘smiled’ and faded away. At the same time, I proceeded to pull Pochis cheeks to their new record horizontal length. Although I hadn’t been able to get an answer out of him, the implications pointed toward my results being satisfactory. Rather than occupy myself with worry, I ought to be daring and charge onward. When I…
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul [„Asley… Asley, boy… „]
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul The boundary between peaceful and not-so-peaceful days was a subjective thing.
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “Huh… so that’s why your clothes are all messed up.” “Yeah, Fuyu healed my body up really good, but most of my equipment got busted, so… How about you come shopping with me sometime tomorrow?” “Sure, why not?” “Fuyu’s coming as well, of course! Could you please let her, Sir Gaston?” “…Well, if it’s just for one day… then I suppose I can.” “You mean it, Sir Gaston?!”…
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul Countless earth walls emerged in the vicinity, encroaching on Betty as if to confine her range of movement.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul When he became aware, he was standing in front of an unfamiliar building.
Translator: Barnnn Editor: Anna Proofreader: Xemul “Ha ha… whew. So what do I have to do next, Sir Gaston?”