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—TEAM OF FLASHY MEN AND THE TROUBLED FOX.
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[BLUE ROOM]
Darius: Welcome to the blue room. Here you’ll be taking a quiz about the arts!
The ones who drew a blue card were Victor, Liam, Nica, and Harrison.
Nica: So we got the Queen’s Aide, a popular stage actor...
Nica: A handsome man from Germany— ah, that’s me, right? And then the lying fox with a good face.
Nica: I feel like if we turned this whole thing into a show with spectators, we’d strike gold, but alas, we’re left working for free~
Liam: Well, now that you say it, how about we try to make it something like a show?
Liam: To our guests gathered here, we will now begin our “death show”—
Liam: And though there may be some heartstopping moments, be sure to enjoy yourself and be careful not to lose your life...or something like that. (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
Nica: Whoaaa, that’s a stage actor for you. (O_O)
Nica: But still, I guess we can’t afford to show the Queen’s Aide failing in public, so turning it into a show would be a big no-no then.
Harrison: Really? Because despite the way this old geezer looks, he’s got a sharp eye if nothing else. He might pass everything with flying colors.
Victor: Liam, Liam, did you hear that just now!? Harrison, he...he just praised me!!! (O_O)
Nica: God, shut up.
Harrison: Sorry, but this is all the norm. Best get used to it.
Nica: Wow, must be pretty rough being under a superior who’s that over-the-top.
Darius: Are we ready now? Then here’s the first question. I’m going to play some recordings of violin performances—
Darius: So choose whether the performer was William Rex based on your judgment.
Harrison: Wha—? (O_O)
Nica: Sorry for that, our leader here is a fanboy of sorts for your king.
Harrison: Must be pretty rough being under a superior who’s that over-the-top.
Liam: When did you even record these...was it non-consensual?
Darius: Well then, here’s the first piece. When it ends, raise either the “O” or “X” board at the same time, capiche? ( ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ )
For a short period, an elegant performance filled the room—
Harrison: It was a good performance, but it didn’t really sound like Will.
Liam: It’s well-mannered, but doesn’t really leave anything on the heart...so probably not Will?
Nica: Isn’t this a famous violinist from Germany? That old politician’s super crazy over him.
Victor: Heh, heh, heh. To ask me about Will’s performances was a fool’s play, I say.
Victor: This performance is most definitely not Will’s! Why, you may ask? That’s because—
Victor: Will’s performances are more elegant, filled to the brim with a mischievous heart, that wraps around the listener and gives a gentle push on their back—
Darius: Yes, good for you, you’re right across the board. Here’s the next one!
Once again, for a short period, an elegant performance filled the room—
Victor: Got it! “O”!
Liam: “O” for me too!
Nica: Well, would you look at us go, unanimous once again.
Harrison: ...You just looked at Victor and put out whatever he put out, didn’t you. (ᓀ ᓀ)
Nica: Hey, if you’re gonna say that, you’re not off the table either, you know?
Darius: Mm, I feel like there was some unfair play going on here, but eh, whatever. You with the black hair.
Victor: Hm? You mean me?
Darius: Your reason for “O”?
Victor: This was a performance William did two weeks prior at a party he was invited to by the mayor of London.
Victor: It’s “An unaccompanied sonata and partita for violin.” I was the one who chose that piece anyhow, so I knew right off the bat!
Darius: You’re right, but you lose a point for bragging about that.
[SCREEN FLASHES WHITE]
Victor: Urgh...!? (°ロ°) !
Liam: Something came flying and stabbed Victor! Σ(°ロ°)
Harrison: From the trajectory, it looks like it flew out from the wall...is that a needle? ∑(O_O;)
Victor: I feel like my fingertips are going a bit numb here...
Darius: Because it’s an anaesthesia that cuts off a part of your sensations. If you get more answers wrong, more will come flying, so best be careful.
Darius: Next is a quiz on paintings. (o^▽^o)
Nica: So that’s how we’re playing.
Harrison: Well, I guess it’s fine as long as we don’t die.
Victor: Could I get at least a little bit of concern here?
Darius: Out of these, which one was painted by the German emperor’s personal imperial painter? Take a guess.
Harrison: Somehow I feel like one of these looks awfully familiar...
Liam: Isn’t that one with that pig-like monster with horns sticking out Alfons’?
Nica: And the other one looks like a kid’s drawing. Which means the one with the typical pretty scenery is the right one?
Victor: No, let’s wait a moment. Wouldn’t it be strange if the answer was truly that straightforward?
Liam: ! Good point...Victor might be right.
Liam: Are we missing something important here...? (︶︿︶)
Harrison: You’re half-acting at this point, Liam.
Liam: Ah, found me out? It’s because my role for the next play is a detective.
Victor: I must say I’m quite offended you thought I wouldn’t notice such blatant manipulation.
Victor: Indeed, there is not even a fraction of doubt in my mind...this drawing that looks like a kid’s is the correct one!
Darius: Oopsie, that’s the wrong one. Bye bye. ヽ(*⌒▽⌒*)
[SCREEN FLASHES WHITE]
Victor: Ugh...! (O_O)
Liam: VICTORRR!!
Darius: By the way, that anaesthetic is used on bears, so you probably won’t be able to get up for a while.
Harrison: Damn, we lost our only hope.
Nica: No worries, he’s not dead.
Darius: So, what will the other three pick? Well, there’s only two choices.
Harrison: Then, I’ll go with the reasonable answer, this one of the pretty scenery.
Nica: Same here.
Liam: This one’s gotta be Al’s masterpiece, after all!
Darius: Wrooong. (⌒‿⌒)
[SCREEN FLASHES WHITE]
Nica: Wh—
[SCREEN FLASHES WHITE]
Harrison: Gh...!
[SCREEN FLASHES WHITE]
Liam: Ouch...
Darius: This one that looks like Alfons’ drawing is actually a counterfeit piece I made the imperial painter make. So this one is the correct one.
Darius: You won’t die from this, so you can rest easy. Good night.
[BLACK → BLUE ROOM]
Liam: ……Is everyone up?
Victor: —Of course.
Harrison: Ow…I hit my head while pretending to collapse.
Nica: I expect nothing less from the lying fox. You’re a master at lying.
Harrison: You have a knack for evading your own superior’s eye too, huh.
Nica: Well, I lie all the time, so why stop now, you know?
Victor: Liam, you put up a fine performance of your face twisting in pain.
Liam: Hehe, thanks, Victor. Thank goodness he didn’t find out I got it wrong on purpose or that the anaesthetic didn’t work!
Victor: Indeed. It’s a good thing Nica got that information through the black market that Darius got his hands on anaesthesia for bears while waiting.
Harrison: Even so, you were even nice enough to hand out the antidote to us…what was on your mind?
Nica: Nothing much? Just that if Darius let me get this kind of information, he’s probably okay with you guys knowing too.
Nica: So I figured it was a “use that to the fullest and make them owe you one” order kind of thing, so yeah, I did what I did.
Liam: Wait, if you reveal that then there’s no point.
Nica: Ah, true, true. Pretend you didn’t hear anything, ‘kay?
Harrison: Or so you say. Or you could have been intending to spill it all out from the start to gain our trust…
Harrison: And for someone who can see through lies, it’s better to act painfully honest…or something like that.
Nica: Ahaha, yeah, you don’t believe me at all. (￣▽￣)
Harrison: Well, there’s no mistaking that you did save us, so you have my thanks for that. (▔∀▔)
Nica: Sure, you’re welcome.
Victor: Now then, now that we’ve deepened our friendships, let’s go find Kate—
Kate: I think I heard something here…Ah, everyone, you came?
Liam: Kate!?
Harrison: Wait, didn’t you get taken by Darius…
Kate: He told me to wait in the room, but I ended up leaving on my own.
Kate: I heard the sound of people falling just now…is everyone alright?
Kate: If any of you are hurt, I’ll treat you, so just say the word, okay?
Victor: Ouch… (︶︹︺)
Kate: ! Victor, are you hurt?
Victor: Yes, I’m fine, just a little hurt. A bit happened…so my shoulder probably got dislocated.
Kate: Whaaat!?
Harrison: Hey, quit lying, you geezer.
Nica: Ow ow ow…now that he mentions it, I think I twisted my wrist when I fell too.
Liam: Huh…I also feel kinda dizzy now…did I hit my head somewhere?
Kate: Nica and Liam too…?
Kate: Could it be…? (turns to Harry)
Harrison: Ahh…well…same here, probably.
Kate: Wow, for all four of you to get hurt, it must’ve been a terrible accident.
Kate: I’ll need gauze and braces for any sprains…? Oh, and water to cool any bruising…
Kate: Wait here a moment! I’ll be back soon!
Nica: Oh man, we’re liars, all of us.
Victor: Everyone hopped on the bandwagon after me…do you guys want to be treated by Kate that badly!?
Harrison: Don’t you dare say that when you were the one who started it.
Victor: Hey, you also lied because you were happy Kate showed concern for you! You gloomy fox, you!
Liam: W-when I thought I’d be the only one left out, I ended up telling a lie too…
Liam: Is Kate going to be mad? Hey, Harry, is she going to hate me now!?
Harrison: Okay, stop right there. You’re overthinking, over-panicking, and too far in a negative spiral.
Nica: Well, I feel tricking Kate might actually be harder than faking it ‘til we made the quiz.
The members of the blue room managed to evade penalties with information and lies.
But, Kate ended up finding out all of them being hurt was a lie as well,
[BLACK]
and they may or may not have faced a punishment worse than an anesthesia by the robin’s hands…
Fin
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