Lest the Moon Blushes 月も赤らむほどに Part 2

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Before answering, Shishi took an object from a bag at her feet. "I would like to learn one more transformation. It's something that would make Ume happy."

“What is it? Oh, a book. Let me see it.”

"I found it in a bookstore. It’s from the Edo period,” Shishi explained. “Look.”

Maiyoi held the book up to the moonlight and ran her fingers across the cover. "It's faded. Wait, I have it! It's an etiquette guide. Whatever do you have in mind? Does Ume like strict mistresses or is it librarians?”

Shishi laughed. “Neither of those. I might like a strict mistress, but Ume wouldn’t. Let me do this. I want to surprise you both, you now and Ume Christmas morning. Is it okay if I learn to do possession tomorrow?”

“Oh, ho, ho. Do you think you can learn that in one night? But we can start tomorrow. I would be a fine #excuse of a teacher if I wouldn't help my student make her lover happy. Let's begin. Face the Big Dipper.” Maiyoi wrapped her arms around Shishi and slowly spun her to face the constellation. “But beware, lest you make me too jealous, though. Listen,”

          Lest the moon
          Glimpses pool ruffles
          Envies the wind

Shishi laughed and kissed Maiyoi’s cheek and replied,

          Ruffled pool
          A moon worshiper
          Yet wind embraces

"Such cruelty!" Maiyoi cried, laughing. "I should snatch the wind with my teeth, lest it steal the pool from me."

“Fear not. The moon will always be in my sky, even if the wind embraces me.”

"Now watch, Sensei," said Shishi, placing the book on her head.

"Pray and visualize what you want to become," Maiyoi instructed.

The change was slower this time, but when Shishi turned to face her teacher again, her face had changed to that of a young European woman, and her clothes…

“An Edo maid. So that’s Ume’s weakness,” Maiyoi cried, clapping.

“Maids and idols. She can be quite the otaku.”

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Lest the Moon Blushes 月も赤らむほどに Part 1

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"Let's see what you remember," Maiyoi told Shishi.

Maiyoi was in her part-human form, complete with cute, fluffy ears and three tails. She wore her signature purple kimono adorned with stars and comets.

They were outside Maiyoi’s new shrine. When the kitsune saw it for the first time, her initial reaction was, “Just wait until Ota-san hears about this! In time, he’ll understand.”

Between that and being reunited with Shishi—as her student, no less—she was still beaming.

She removed a fox skull from her kimono and held it out to Shishi.

Shishi refused it with a smile. "You'll be so proud. Just watch." She closed her eyes, concentrated, and her form began melting. As she shrank, her hair first turned a mild ginger and then a rich golden amber. It ran down her back and arms, replacing the warm clothes she was wearing. Her face became pointed, and sharp teeth replaced her normal ones. Before long, a fox stood in the moonlight where a human had stood.

Maiyoi clapped, capering around the transformed girl.

          Bondage shy
          Russet leaves fly
          Wilderness
          A moonlit sky
          My kit and I

Having shown what she could do, the fox began morphing again. This time, she became a human with fluffy ears to match her friends' and a single bushy tail.

Maiyoi grabbed her hands and, still dancing, sang:

          Sister dear
          The moon quite pale
          Sakara tints hales

Not to be outdone, Shishi finished the katauta:

          Sensei love
          Swallow proud
          Now, to you, bows

Maiyoi switched back to prose, still gushing. "The moon should blush at my student's skill. To think the swallow mastered that so quickly! Should we move on to possession or something easier, like making kitsune gold?"

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Saint Lilly Lillum of Charity

2. By the Grace of the Goddess (2/2)

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Lilly hurried forward, her footsteps firmer, to meet the man standing next to the table.

"Welcome, Lilly," said the man to whom she had given her dinner. The age had fallen away from him, and he was plump and healthy. But when he lifted his face, it was that of the Goddess. "You gave the last of your money to my children, forgave my rudeness, and shared the last of your food with my friend."

At this, a mouse's head popped up out of a teapot on the table.

"You carry a guilt that is not yours," the Goddess continued, in a woman's voice. "Lay it down for the night. Enjoy."

For a heartbeat, Lilly could only stare. Warmth pressed gently against her chest.

“I… I don’t deserve this,” she whispered.

The Goddess smiled with the same softness Lilly had tried so hard to show others. “No one earns mercy, child. It is given.”

She looked down for just a second, and when she looked up, the Goddess was gone.

The table still waited; the orphanage children looked at her from their seats. They hadn't been there before, but Lilly felt no surprise. The mouse was already nibbling a chestnut.

She sat down, feeling warmth spread through her. A child handed her a plate full of food. Music rose again among the tinsel-bright branches, gentle and bright as starlight through frosted glass.

On that lonely winter road, Lilly allowed herself:

       a meal taken without guilt,
       a night spent without penance,
       a moment of peace granted by the Goddess herself.

Tomorrow, she would continue her wandering.

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Saint Lilly Lillum of Charity

2. By the Grace of the Goddess (1/2)

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Alone again, she faced the dark, cold road ahead. The wind picked up, so she hurried along as fast as the rutted road would allow. Trees pressed in on either side, blocking the dim moonlight. It was the kind of night when ghosts and phantoms emerged.

At first, she didn’t notice the sound carried on the wind: bamboo pipes, bells, and stringed instruments. It was a sweet, spectral sound, as haunting as it was alluring.

As she rounded a bend in the road, the darkness receded. Ahead, the path was illuminated by trees adorned with gold and silver tinsel, red berry garlands, and candles. There were so many tapers that they lit the road with a glorious brilliance. The music surged giving #office to the Goddess, reaching a climax. Then it subsided to a soft, melodic refrain.

In the middle of the clearing stood a table laden with fine fare: roasted pheasant, greens sautéed with chestnuts and almonds, holly-garlanded pudding, and a steaming bowl of wassail. Pickled wild vegetables, teapots, and all manner of side dishes were arranged around these.

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S is for Snow

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“It snowed, Milady. It snowed!” Erie was practically bouncing.

Then, her smile vanished. “Sorry. It’s just that for a moment it reminded me of my youth.”

“You’re still young. Why so serious?” Esther replied.

“Lady D’Arcy said a maid should always show decorum.”

“I think I can forgive an occasional lapse as long as it's just around me. Would you like to go out in the snow? I would love to see you in that red coat I gave you.”

“May I, Milady? Lady D’Arcy said I would track snow into the house.”

“I'm sure you wouldn’t do that. I think I shall go out for a constitutional. It’s the perfect day to purchase a Christmas garland for the door. You should accompany me, and if you happen to make a snowman, I should not object in the least.”

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High Tea at The Royal Academy

•─⋅☾Author Notes☽⋅─•

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I wrote this just as the translation of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year” volume two started appearing in J-Novel Club pre-pubs. To the best of my ability, this story doesn’t break the canon of “Ascension of a Bookworm” and volume one of “Hannelore’s Fifth Year.” Volume two will most likely render this AU, though. However, I like the idea of Rozemyne and Hannelore eventually living together. They both need a good friend.

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High Tea at The Royal Academy

•─⋅☾6. Tea Cake Crumbs☽⋅─•

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•─⋅☾Meanwhile in Dunkelfelger☽⋅─•

“Oh, my,” said Sieglinde, Hannelore’s mother. It would have taken a more observant man than Aub Werdekraf to notice the slight pallor that crept into his wife’s cheeks. But it was there, a sure sign that something highly unusual and alarming had happened. Fortunately, no servants were in the private dining room where the two were having dinner to observe her alarm.

“Is that Hannelore’s letter?” he asked as she handed it to him. He blinked as he read it, glanced up at his wife, and then continued reading.

Putting it down, he said, “How could Ferdinand have let this happen? A magical shumil?”

“Not just any shumil, it's a minor artifact. Only Ferdinand and Rozemyne could have made this one.”

“But what could it mean?” Wedekraf’s voice was muffled by the hands he had placed over his face.

His wife gave it some thought. She was the steadying hand that kept the Dunkelfelger ruling family in line. “Ah, I think I see.—Have you noticed that Rozemyne is inordinately fond of Hannelore?”

“One could hardly miss it. Do you think that’s all it is—an extravagant gift?”

“Do be sensible. Given Ferdinand’s involvement, it must mean something—something that can’t be spoken of directly.”

“But what?”

“What if Rozemyne is in love with Hannalore? If Ferdinand were to take Hana as a second wife, she would have an unassailable place where she could be with Rozemyne.”

The Aub took his hands away from his face, revealing brows scrunched in concentration. “That does sound like the kind of devious plan Ferdinand would come up with, but Rozemyne? I thought she had eyes #solely for Ferdinand.”

His wife was smiling now as she tapped her finger on the table. “It’s the #perfect solution to our Hannelore problem. She gets a good marriage with people who will ensure her comfort, and we strengthen our relationship with Alexandria and Rozemyne.”

•─⋅☾And in Alexandria☽⋅─•

Ferdinand emerged from the laboratory and approached his reading wife. “Do you know where the Shumil tool went? I had some ideas about how to cut down on the mana cost.”

The book slowly lowered, and Rozemyne looked up at him. “I sent it with Lady Sorrona to give to Hannelore.”

Ferdinand’s eyebrows twitched. “You did what!?”

Rozemyne set aside her book. “Oh dear, am I going to get another lecture?” Her tone was resigned.

[FINIS]

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Saint Lilly Lillum of Charity

Chapter 1. Even a Mouse

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Description: This is a twist on a classic fairy tale that some may find too saccharine.

The road leading down from the orphanage was rocky and rutted. In the dim evening light, Lily kept stumbling. She could have stayed with them, but that would have put a strain on their already overcrowded building. There was no way she could inconvenience them like that.

A sigh escaped her. She had planned to stay at an inn and warm herself at the #fireside, but the orphans' needs had been too great, so she gave the manager all her money. She would find a barn somewhere down in the valley to sleep in. No one would refuse a nun a place to rest, especially not tonight.

A voice called to her: "Alms. Alms for a poor blind man."

In the gathering gloom, she saw an emaciated figure with bandages wrapped around his eyes.

Another sigh threatened to escape her. "I don't have any money, but here’s the food I have."

Lilly handed him a small bundle containing a hunk of hard rye bread and a sliver of cheese. The orphanage manager had given it to her as she left. Lilly had hesitated at the offer. The orphans surely needed the food more than her, but merit was gained through giving, and she wouldn't be inconsiderate enough to deny the woman that.

The man felt the gift with his fingers and spat. "No doubt you want thanks, kind woman." He spat again and turned away, and tottered into the trees, grumbling.

The nun watched him go, saying nothing. Instead, she quietly blessed him and turned, starting back down the road.

It was cold, so she pulled her cloak tight and put her hands in her pockets.

"Goddess be praised!" she muttered. In a pocket, she found a crust of bread that had escaped prior detection.

"Squeak."

The sound caused her to look up. Beside the road was a #mouse, its paws raised as if begging.

This time, she let a sigh escape and threw the crust to the creature, which ran off with it.

[Continued in Chapter 2 By the Grace of the Goddess]

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High Tea at The Royal Academy ロイヤル・アカデミーでのハイティー

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[2/2 Continued from the previous post]

Taking a breath, Sorrona began. “Ferdinand told me to be brief, since you must be busy, so I’ll be direct. Rozemyne requests that you accept me onto the Library Committee. I have already received Mestionora’s blessing, and I fervently hope to serve her and become a librarian someday.”

Hannelore hadn’t planned on reviving the Library Committee. The library had plenty of staff, and she had no interest in the work. As the highest-ranking Dunkelfelger at the school, she had enough to do.

Looking into her junior’s pleading eyes made saying no hard. She sighed to herself. It wouldn’t do to decide until she had consulted with Cordula, her head maid, and her mother. “I’ll need to check.”

The girl nodded, seeming satisfied. She beckoned to her maid, who stepped forward with a chest richly decorated with carved shumil. Cordula stepped forward, opened the chest, nodded, and handed it to Hannelore. Inside was a fluffy shumil plushie dressed in blue librarian robes. Its forepaws were outstretched.

Sorrona explained, “If you feed it mana while petting it, you can give it a book to read to you. Ferdinand and Rozemyne worked very hard on it.”

Hannelore’s eyes grew wide. Her mind screamed, “Too much! Why!

She caught Cordula’s eye, who nodded imperceptibly and made a sign indicating their time was up.

Hannelore grabbed the lifeline. “I see it’s time for me to leave. I have another pressing appointment. May Dregarnuhr bind our threads again soon. Until then, may Schutzaria keep you company.”

As soon as Sorrona said goodbye, Hannelore fled.

“And may Verdraeos be with me, for I surely need his help.” Her whimper went unheard by anyone except the god himself.

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