moon tree (closed)

Servant: Esteemed guests of the Portrair family, I have brought you your supper for tonight.

No sooner had the servant uttered those words than they began to bring in giant plates of food into the room.

In an instant, a large selection of food was arranged in front of us.

Nac: The sight of all these dishes is making me dizzy... Lucas: They all look absolutely delectable. Servant: For tonight's supper, we have prepared for you some traditional Portrair cuisine. Servant: Firstly, we have soupeh jo, a soup made from chicken and barley. Servant: Next, we have gheimeh stew, consisting of mutton meat, tomato, and beans simmered in spices such as saffron and cumin... Servant: And finally, we have naan, which is a staple in the diet of the Southern Land. Servant: Tonight, you have two different types of naan to chose from: lavash, a thinner bread, and barbari, a thicker flatbread.

>There's a whole lot more food apart from this, too... >They all look so amazing...

Servant: To continue, there is also... Nac: Y-You don't need to explain any further. Nac: But, may we really partake in this generous amount of food? Servant: Lord Shakir has instructed us to provide you all with the utmost hospitality. Servant: Should you find yourself in need of something, we are at your service. Servant: Now then, please enjoy your meal.

With that said, the servant then quietly left the room.

Nac: Never in my wildest dreams did I think we would be treated to such a feast. Lucas: Just being able to eat this cuisine makes crossing the desert worth it. Lucas: Master, please do start eating ahead of us.

>Why don't we all eat together?

Nac: No, Master, it wouldn't be right for us butlers to eat together with you...

>But then the food's gonna get all cold! >But I want all of us to enjoy the food...

Nac: Yes, I understand, but... Lucas: Thank you, Master. That's very kind of you. Well, then, please don't mind we do. Nac: L-Lucas?! Lucas: The Master is so kindly inviting us to join them. Don't you think it would rude for us to decline? Nac: Y-You make a good point, but... Lucas: I heard that you it's customary to sit down on the floor as you eat here in the Southern Land. Lucas: Here, Master. Have a seat.

>Thank you >Alright, guess I'll sit here

Lucas: You, too, Nac. Come now... Nac: Ah, please, wait a moment, Lucas--! Lucas: Hehehe. Getting to sit at a dinner table along with the Master is such a novel feeling. Nac: I can't quiet get used to it...

>Relax a bit, Nac >No need to be so tense...

Nac: I doubt there is a butler who wouldn't tense up at the thought of sitting beside their Master... Lucas: Well then, Master, let's start eating. Lucas: Before that ravenous little Muu comes back...

(footsteps)

Muu: Wahh! Muu: I thought I smelled something delicious coming from this room! Seems like my nose didn't fail me!

>Muu?! >We've been found!

Lucas: Ah, speak of the devil... Muu: Why are you the two sitting around the table with the Master? Lucas: The Master said they wanted to have dinner together. Lucas: Our Master is so kind, aren't they? Lucas: Where's Lamli, by the way? Lamli: Here I am~! Did you call for me, Sir Lucas? Lucas: Oh good, you made it back safely. Lucas: But, what's that you've got in your arms, Lamli? Nac: It looks like a bottle...Could it be a bottle of wine? Lamli: Mm-hmm! I found it while I was exploring the palace! Lamli: There were so many wines that I thought you'd enjoy, Sir Lucas, so I got one for us! Nac: Lamli, don't tell me you stole this bottle of wine! Lamli: "Stealing" is such an ugly word! C'mon, I didn't steal anything. Lamli: I'll have you know I made sure to check with a servant before I took it. Muu: But, Lamli, in the beginning you took it without asking at all... Muu: You "checked" with a servant after you caught, didn't you? Lamli: I mean, I got their approval in the end, so we don't need to sweat all the small details! Lucas: Lamli, haven't I warned you not to act on impulse? Lamli: Y-Yes, you have, and I'm aware... Lamli: But it was a wine I knew you were going to love, so I just had to bring it to you! Nac: Goodness...Lamli's loyalty to Lucas is truly remarkable. Nac: However, Lamli... Lamli: Ugh, what is it now? Still got something you wanna complain about? Nac: Tell me, what exactly do you plan to do with this sheer amount wine you've brought over? Lamli: Isn't it obvious? Lamli: We're gonna have a feast tonight!

* * *

-A few hours later-

After listening to Lord Shakir's explanation of our mission, we spent the rest of our night at the palace.

Nac: Phew...Finally, some peace and quiet. Lamli: Hey, hey, Sir Lucas! Do you wanna go exploring around the palace together a bit later? Lucas: Later? Hmm, I'm not sure... Muu: Exploring?! Oh, I want to go! Let me go with you, Lamli! Lamli: Oohh, Muu, I love that energy! Alright, you can come too! Nac: No, Lamli, you should stay. We should go over the details of our commission one more time--

(running footsteps)

Lamli: Master, Sir Lucas! I'm off~ See you later! Muu: Ahh! Lamli, don't pull my arm all of a sudden!

(dashes off)

Nac: Ah! L-lamli, Muu!

......

>Going, going, gone... >Lamli likes to do things his own way, huh

Nac: Oh, that Lamli...He's way too free-spirited. Lucas: Ahaha, I don't see the problem, though? Lucas: We third floor butlers all act of our free will and initiative. Lucas: "Freedom" would the motto for our floor, don't you think? Nac: Yes, you'd be correct... Nac: In theory, I don't disagree. Nac: I am just always worried that Lamli is going to cause trouble again... Lucas: You're really considerate, you know that, Nac? Lucas: It's not often you see someone who thinks of others as earnestly as you do. Nac: Hmm...I do wish Lamli would work harder to become a proper butler... Lucas: Haha! How many more decades will that take, I wonder? Nac: Hah...It's about as unimaginable as finding an oasis in the middle of the desert. Lucas: Master, I'm sorry to disturb you while you're resting from the lengthy trip... Lucas: But, I'd like to take a moment to look back at our commission a little.

>Sure, take it away >Sounds like a good idea

Nac: Our commission is to guard the festival from Angels... Nac: And guard it throughout the entire festival period. Lucas: It's not much different from our usual Angel Hunting. Nac: Correct. However, I heard something interesting from Lord Shakir earlier.

>Something interesting? >Something Lord Shakir said?

Nac: It seems that Angels don't attack the Southern Land very much. Lucas: It was my first time hearing that, too. Lucas: Maybe Angels aren't fond of the heat either? Nac: Frankly, Angels don't strike me as the type to be sensitive to those kinds of things... Lucas: You're not wrong there... Lucas: But, as a fact, Angels don't come often to the Southern Land. Lucas: How curious. Nac: Ah, that reminds me! Lord Shakir also mentioned the following. Nac: "Believe in God, and no Angels will come your way." Lucas: Believe in God, huh... Lucas: I actually did quite a bit of research on the Portrair family. Lucas: Their religion, Malakhism, states that... Lucas: "Our God resides in Heaven, above the clouds." Lucas: "He protects always the people of the land." Lucas: "However, should man stray from His will..." Lucas: "He rages, and sends Angels to exact His retribution." Lucas: These are the beliefs of Malakhism, it seems. Nac: Interesting. Lucas: By the way, this festival we're guarding... Lucas: It's apparently a festival to demonstrate the people's devotion to their deity. Lucas: On the day of the festival, the people dance and sing from dawn to dusk... Lucas: And end the festival by presenting an offering to their deity, and then offering a prayer. Lucas: In this festival, by presenting their devotion to God, Angels will not come attack them. Lucas: Their belief in that is steadfast. Nac: I see...Fascinating. Nac: So, in other words, this festival is very important for the Portrair family. Nac: In the event that an Angel appears, we eradicate them... Nac: And ensure that the festival finishes without incident. Nac: Those are the conditions of our commission.

>We've been assigned a pretty important task, huh... >I'm starting to get worried...

Lucas: Hehe. You have no need to feel uneasy, Master. Lucas: We will protect you, whatever the circumstances.

>Thank you. I really appreciate that.

(knocking on the door)

Lucas: Oh? It looks like someone's at the door. Nac: And just who could it be...?

(door opens)

Servant: Please excuse me for intruding. Servant: Esteemed guests of the Portrair family, I have brought you your supper for tonight.

* * *

-Neo City, Dalaja-

-Some time afterwards-

We changed into the clothing that Lord Shakir had prepared for us, and were able to enter the city.

Muu: Master, look! What do you think of my outfit?

>It looks great on you >You look so cute, Muu!

Lucas: You look lovely as well, Master. Nac: Our Master looks amazing in just about everything they don! Nac: Any jewel loses it lustre in your presence, Master.

>Thank you, Nac >I'm going to get all shy if you keep praising me like that...

Nac: However, these traditional garments are certainly...revealing... Nac: I feel a bit self-conscious because they make my scars stand out... Lucas: Nac, there's no need to feel embarrassed. Lucas: You look great in these clothes. Lucas: Wouldn't you say so, Master?

>The clothes look great on you! >You look so dashing, Nac

Nac: Master...Thank you! Nac: Hearing you say that makes me feel bit more confident. Lamli: Hey, Master! What about me? What do you think of my outfit?

>The head accessory is really beautiful >It's very flashy and splendid

Lamli: Yay! I got the Master to praise me! Lucas: Come now, Lamli. There's no need to raise your voice like that. Shakir: Let's be off, now. Shakir: We'll discuss the details of the commission at my palace. Lucas: Understood. Lucas: Come, Master. Let's go.

>O-okay >A palace, huh...Just the thought has me feeling anxious...

-Guest room, Portrair Family Palace-

Shakir: Come in. Lamli: Wow, take a look at this room...!

The room was positively lush and lavishly decorated.

Every inch of the room was furnished with expensive looking ornaments.

Shakir: You may use this room to your liking during your stay. Shakir: Sleeping rooms have been prepared for each of you. Spend your time here as your wish. Lucas: Can we really use such a wonderful room as this? Shakir: You are all my guests. Shakir: This level of hospitality is only normal. Lamli: Mmm, you know, I kinda expected you to be more callous and cold... Lamli: You're actually a pretty nice guy, surprisingly. Nac: Lamli. Is that any way to talk to the head of noble family? Lamli: Like I care if he's some bigwig noble or not. I only serve our Master, after all. Lamli: But forget that, check out this view!! Lamli: Hey, Master! Come, take a look! Lamli: You can get a full view of the city from the window! Lamli: You can even see the all the way up to the desert horizon! Lamli: Man, the view must be amazing at night!

>It is very beautiful... >Lamli, Lord Shakir is still here...

Nac: O Lord Shakir, a thousand pardons. Please forgive Lamli's rudeness. Shakir: Don't worry. Shakir: I was already aware that the Devil Butlers were a bunch of eccentrics. Nac: Eccentrics, you say? Nac: W-Well...I suppose you could call Lamli eccentric... Nac: But, the majority of the butlers are very earnest and sensible people. Nac: I would even so far as to say that I am their representative! Nac: We will see to this commission with utmost professionalism and honesty. Nac: You may rest easy. This will be no sweat off our backs! Nac: ...Although, we are in a desert, so I'm sure we'll be sweating plenty! Ahaha...! Shakir: Hmph...You certainly seem like an odd one to me. Nac: M-me?! Odd?! Nac: I-I see... Nac: Haha, ahahaha! Nac: Lord Shakir, I did not take you as someone who enjoys jokes. Nac: But I should have expected no less of the lord of the Portrair family to have a sense of humour! Shakir: Hmm? I wasn't joking around. Nac: O-Oh, well, uh... Lucas: Hehehe...Nac. Lucas: Leave this to me. Nac: Lucas...Please, do something... Lucas: Lord Shakir. I'm terribly sorry for earlier. Lucas: We appreciate you kindly preparing this splendid room for us. Lucas: It is our first time visiting Dalaja. Lucas: I must say I am taken aback by its beauty. It is more breathtaking than any of the descriptions I've heard make it out to be. Lucas: It's hard to believe that a city like this was built in the middle of the desert. Lucas: Only the Portrair family, rulers of the Southern Land, could have accomplished such a feat. Shakir: This is pretty normal for us. Lucas: Oh, no. This is by no means normal. Lucas: Ah, speaking of which... Lucas: May I ask a question, Your Lordship? Shakir: Speak. Lucas: In the past, when I was researching about the Portrair family... Lucas: I read that it is specified by law that all buildings must be black-and-white. Lucas: But, now that I'm here, it seems that that is not the case. Was the information I came across mistaken? Shakir: No, it wasn't mistaken. Our rules do dictate that buildings must be uniformly black and white. Shakir: However, as for the colourful decorations you saw today... Shakir: They're special decorations only available during the festival period. Lucas: I see, how interesting. Lucas: The festival will take place in three days... Lucas: Shortly put, the city is specially bedazzled in preparation for the celebration. Shakir: Yes, that is correct. Shakir: Is that all you wish to ask? Shakir: It's time I discuss our main order of business. Shakir: Devil Butlers, allow me to talk to you about your commission this time.

* * *

You can access the alarm function by tapping the hand-bell icon on your home screen. It is the last icon on the pull-out menu.

Once you open it up, tap the + button on the top right (or on the center if you have no previously set alarms) to set up a new alarm.

Here is the settings menu.

Alarm Sound: This is the sound that plays when the alarm rings. Tapping on the box on the right (red rectangle above) allows you change the butler and the sound type. For now, each butler has three alarm sounds: 目覚まし (Wake up), 目覚まし2 (Wake up 2), and 汎用 (Generic).

Alarm name: You can set an alarm name that will appear on the on-screen notification once the alarm rings. The name you set must be 10 characters or less.

Snooze time: You can set a snooze time, in minutes.

Be aware that, at the moment, you cannot delete an alarm; you can only edit its details or disable it.

Once your alarm goes off at its designated time, you will see this screen.

Pressing "STOP" will turn the alarm off, but also note that it will also automatically start the Akuneko app.

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Enjoy wonderful mornings and productive periods with your butler!

???: Stop right there!! ???: The area beyond this point is territory of the Portrair family…Outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission. Lamli: Ahh! W-what the?!

>W-who are you...?! >Some scary person just came out of nowhere!

Nac: I assume they are a guard of some sort. Lucas: Oh, dear. Please accept our apologies. Lucas: We are a group of butlers from the Grosvenor family. Lucas: We have been requested by the head of the Portrair family, Lord Shakir, to come to this city. Guard: Requested by Lord Shakir, you say...? Guard: Ah, that's right, I do recall hearing about this before. Lucas: Then, I suppose you don't mind if we pass through? Lucas: A lot happened to us in the middle of our journey, and we had to walk through the desert to get here. Lucas: Please, at the very least let my Master enter and get some rest... Guard: No. I can't let you people in. Lamli: Huh? What's that supposed to mean? Lamli: Do you think you can talk like that to my Master?

>Calm down, Lamli! >I'm fine, really

Nac: Lamli, don't provoke him. The situation will just get worse if you do. Lamli: Hmph... Nac: We have come here at the behest of Lord Shakir. Nac: We are not suspicious individuals, so would you please be so kind as to let us enter? Guard: No means no. Letting you people in would be a violation of the rules. Nac: A violation of the rules? Guard: Only those who wear the traditional garments of the Portrair may set foot into the city... Guard: That is the law. Nac: Traditional wear, you say...I don't believe we have anything like that on us. Lucas: I've never heard of such a rule before. Lucas: Could you make a special exception this time and allow us inside? Guard: No. Violation of the rules is a grave sin. Guard: For these are the rules created by our God... Guard: They must never be broken. Lamli: Tch, what the heck's up with this stubborn old fart? Muu: I knew they attached great importance to their rules, but I didn't think it would be to this extent.

>So we can't get in unless we change into traditional clothes? >We have to find a way to get our hands on some of those clothes...

Lucas: This is a sticky situation. Lucas: If only Flure were here, he might have been able to prepare some clothes for us... Nac: Ah...This is an unexpected turn of events. Nac: How do we find traditional clothes... ???: So you're finally here, Devil Butlers...

>This voice, it's...

(footsteps)

Shakir: You've arrived much later than expected. Nac: Y-you're...! Lucas: Lord Shakir, head of the Portrair clan...

* * *

-Southern Land, Desert of Stars-

-The next day-

Lamli: Hah...hah... Lamli: Hey, Nac...Have we made reached the city, yet? Nac: According to my calculations, we should be there any moment now... Lamli: Any moment now? I don't see a single building around, though... Lamli: Are you sure this is the right direction? Nac: I cannot say for certain, but my estimates say that this should be the correct way... Lamli: Really, now... Muu: Excuse me, Lucas? Lucas: Hmm? What's the matter, little Muu? Lucas: Ah, I'm sorry, am I not carrying you properly? Muu: N-No, not at all! It's really comfortable here in your arms, Lucas! Muu: But, that's not what I wanted to say. I wanted to ask about the city that we're heading towards, ruled by the Portrair family... Muu: What kind of city is it? Lucas: The Desert Metropolis, Dalaja. It's the largest city under the Portrair family. Lucas: I heard that all the buildings in the city are all either black or white♪

>That's not a cityscape you see pretty often... >A black-and-white city, that's pretty original...

Lucas: The people of the Southern Land, ruled by the Portrair family... Lucas: They believe in their own unique religion called Malakhism, and live their lives according to its strict rules. Lucas: The buildings being black and white... Lucas: Is apparently also one of the rules of Malakhism...

>Such strict rules...it sounds kind of stifling

Lucas: It's true that it might feel a bit restrictive compared to the Central Land. Lucas: However, Master, there is one thing I would like to you keep in mind. Lucas: You mustn't negate the teachings of Malakhism around the Portrairs. Muu: Why is that, Lucas? Lucas: It's a very sensitive topic. Lucas: Negating their faith is synonymous with negating their existence. Lucas: If we do anything like that...I can't predict how they'll react to us. Lucas: Who knows? Our lives could even be at stake. Muu: R-Really?!

>Our lives could be in danger?! >I should be careful, too...

Muu: It's best not to say anything strange, then... Lucas: Well, saying "our lives are at stake" might have been a bit of an exagerration♪ Muu: Well, anyway..So, the people of the Southern Land believe in Malakhism... Muu: And they live while adhering to the strict rules of their faith. Muu: Master! We've learned a bit more about this world!

>Indeed we have!

Lamli: Oh! Master, Sir Lucas! I can see Dalaja in the distance! Lucas: Really, Lamli? Nac: Hmph, I see my calculations were correct, after all. Lucas: Hah...We can finally get out of this desert... Lucas: Hmm...So that's Dalaja, huh. It's my first time ever seeing it in person. Nac: Hmm? How peculiar...

>What's up, Nac? >Peculiar? What is?

Nac: The buildings that Lucas mentioned just a moment ago... Nac: He said that all the buildings in Dalaja are uniformly black and white... Nac: But, in reality, I see they are as colourful as the facets of a precious gemstone.

-Some time after that-

We finally made it to our destination: Dalaja.

Lamli: W-We're finally here... Nac: Nonetheless...I noticed this when looking at it from afar, but it truly is quite a large city. Lucas: Now then, Master. Let's make our way into the city.

>Got it >I'm feeling nervous...

(footsteps)

We were about to pass through the hefty front gates when were suddenly stopped.

???: Stop right there!! ???: The land beyond this point is territory of the Portrair family...Outsiders are not allowed to enter without permission.

* * *

-Southern Land, Desert of Stars-

-Some days later-

We were walking through the desert.

(step, step)

Nac: Hah...hah...hah...It's scorching... Nac: I feel like roast chicken being cooked inside an oven... Lamli: Yeah, we really don't need to hear that metaphor right now... Lamli: It'll just make us feel hotter... Lamli: Also, Nac, you sure have been pretty chatty! Lamli: Could you please quiet down a little?! Nac: I-I beg your pardon? I am always quiet! Nac: The loudmouthed one is normally you, Lamli, is it not? Lucas: Come, you two. You'll both collapse if you waste your energy bickering like this. Lucas: Master, are you doing alright?

>Y-Yeah... >More or less...

Lucas: Don't strain yourself. Be sure you're staying hydrated.

>(How did we end up like this...)

Nac: Lamli... Lamli: Ugh, what is it? Don't talk to me, you're so annoying... Nac: Hmph! It's all your fault we've ended up like this! Nac: It was you who undid the rope that was linking the camels together! Nac: The camels all ran away! Lamli: U-Uh...uhm... Lamli: B-But, I apologised for all that already, didn't I? Nac: A mere apology won't get us out of this situation! Lamli: I just wanted the camels to roam free for a bit while we rested! Lamli: Don't you feel for bad for them, being tied down the whole time? Was I wrong for thinking that? Nac: Did it not occur to you that they might run away if you undid their ropes? Lamli: Uh, well, about that... Lamli: I said I didn't know that camels could run that fast... Nac: Lamli, you don't have an ounce of precaution in your body, do you? Lamli: Huh? You don't need to go that far, do you? Muu: Lamli, Nac, stop fighting already, please! Lucas: Hmm, the heat and exhaustion is making them feel irritated... Nac: I am perfectly cool-headed, Lucas. Lamli: I'm the one keeping a cool head here, Sir Lucas! Lucas: W-Well... Lucas: Ah, I-I know♪ Lucas: The sun is about to set, so why don't we set up our tent now?

-Some moments later-

Lucas: The air's gotten a bit chilly, Master. Lucas: Please, use this blanket.

>Thank you for preparing this for me

Lucas: You're very welcome, Master. Anything to make sure you're feeling well. Nac: Hah...Nonetheless, we got lucky with the season. Nac: Depending on the season, the temperature of deserts at night can get as low as zero degrees. Nac: We should be thankful that the temperature at this time of year doesn't get to be very cold.

>If the season had been different, we might have been freezing...

Nac: Master, please accept my humblest apologies. Nac: I will be sure to discipline Lamli when we get back to the mansion...

>I feel kind of bad for Lamli >He meant no harm when he did what he did...

Nac: Master, you truly are a kind-hearted person. Nac: My heart was parched by this desert journey... Nac: But it has been hydrated again by your benevolence...! Nac: Master, you are indeed like a blessed oasis in the middle of the arid desert...!

>An oasis?! >Come again...?

Lamli: Nac...has the fatigue made you all loopy? Nac: Hmm? Did you say something just now, Lamli...? Lamli: I didn't say anything~ Nac: Hehe, Nac is behaving as he always does. I do like this about him. Nac: Thank you, Lucas.

-A few minutes later-

Nac: Alright! This should be enough. Lucas: Oh? Nac, you've started a fire. Nac: That I have! Let's have dinner now, shall we? Nac: I, Nac, have prepared only the best of recipes for you to enjoy, Master.

>You're going to cook, Nac? >Thank you!

Lamli: I hate to admit it, but Nac's cooking is actually pretty good. Nac: Hehe...Well, while it certainly holds no candle to Lono's cooking.... Nac: As long as you follow the right measurements and timing, any dish will turn out decently well. Nac: Now then, with that out of the way, let's get to cooking, posthaste... Nac: Oh, but before that...! Wait just a moment, Master.

.....

(footsteps)

Nac: Thank you for waiting. Lamli: Did you really need to change into chef's clothes? Nac: Getting the mood right is also important to these kinds of things, Lamli. Nac: Now then, to start things off... Nac: First, cut the eggplant, onion, and red peppers that we bought in town during our journey into easy-to-eat sizes...

(chop, chop)

Nac: Alright! They're looking beautiful. Nac: Put the chopped vegetables into a pot... Nac: Oh my! I almost forgot the garlic. Nac: Finely chop a clove of garlic, and put it in the pot with the other vegetables. Nac: Lamli, crush this tomato and put it in the pot when you finish. Lamli: Okay~

>Lamli, you're being pretty obedient

Nac: Haha, that's because this is your dinner, Master. I'm certain he wants you to enjoy a scrumptious meal as well. Nac: It's times like these that Lamli becomes easy to handle. Nac: Now then....Let's add salt, pepper, sugar, vinegar, and olive oil to season. Nac: And finally...we add some bite-sized chicken thighs, that we also bought while we were in town, into the pot. Muu: Chicken! I-It looks so good! Nac: Hehe. I'll also prepare some plain, boiled chicken thighs for you too, Muu. Muu: Thank you very much! Nac: While we wait for the stew to cook, let's cut this baguette into thin slices... Nac: Mix together some finely-chopped olive and some olive oil... Nac: And spread it over the baguette slices. Season with a bit of salt and pepper, and then bake them until they're crispy.

-Afterwards-

Nac: And, voilà.

Nac: Here you are, Master. For dinner, we have caponata and garlic bread. Nac: Please, eat it while it's still hot.

>It...it looks so good... >Thank you for the food

-Some time after that-

The caponata and garlic bread that Nac made were delectable.

After the butlers ate their fill, we enjoyed a relaxing moment together.

Lamli: Hey, Master! Master! Lamli: Let's look at the stars here together! Lamli: The stars in the night sky are super pretty!

>The stars...?

Lamli: Just come with me!

>W-Wait a second...! >Okay, I get it, just wait a bit...!

Lucas: Lamli, don't go too far, alright? Lamli: Yes, sir~!

Afterwards, Lamli took me to a rocky area located a bit of ways away from where the tent was set up.

Lamli: Lay out a blanket for us to sit on... Lamli: Okay! Master, please lie down here!

I lied down on the carpet, as instructed by Lamli.

Lamli lied down next to me straight away. He was looking up at the sky with a boyish twinkle in his eyes.

Lamli: Master, what do you think of the sky? Pretty, isn't it?

>It's so pretty... >I've never seen a starry sky like this...

Lamli: The stars in the desert really are on a whole different level... Lamli: Hehe, that's probably because there isn't anyone living around here. Lamli: This region is famous because there are no lights from the city to block the view of the sky, and you can easily see the beautiful starry sky at night! Lamli: This whole region is actually known as the Desert of Stars!

>That's interesting >You really like stars, Lamli

Lamli: I do! I love stargazing! Lamli: When I look up at the stars, I feel so at ease... Lamli: That's because in my childhood, I always spent the night looking up at the stars! Lamli: Oh, right! Lamli: Let me teach you this game I used to play a lot in the past, Master! Lamli: It's a game where you connect stars and make your own unique constellation. Lamli: Do you wanna play together?

>Sure >Let's do it

Lamli: Aw, yeah! Lamli: Okay, Master. When you find a constellation, tell me! Lamli: Hmm... Lamli: Found one!

>T-That was fast... >You found one already?

Lamli: Look, take a look over there! There's Froggy Minor!

>...Froggy Minor? >Uh, where?

Lamli: C'mon, look! Over there! The star shining brightest is the froggy's eye...

>I-I can't see it...

Lamli: Then, maybe you can tell if I do this...

With that said, Lamli suddenly got very close to me.

He got so close that his shoulder was touching mine.

Lamli: Master, hope you don't mind if I take your hand for a bit.

Lamli took my hand, and pointed to the stars in the sky.

Lamli: This star is the froggy's eye, and then the outline looks like this...

Lamli gleefully explained to me the constellation he found, his eyes almost shining.

He was so engrossed in his explanation that he unconsciously kept getting nearer and nearer to me.

>(H-He's so close...)

Lamli: Hehe... Lamli: Master, your face is all red, you know?

>What?! >I-I guess I'm a bit nervous...

Lamli: Master...you probably think that... Lamli: I'm some little kid who gets too excited easily and just plays around all the time, don't you? Lamli: But, there are times when I get serious, too, you know.

>Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? >Lamli?

Lamli: Master... Nac: Lamli. You are way too close to the Master.

>N-Nac...!

Nac: Get away from them this instant. Lamli: Hmph. Why are you here? Nac: It's almost time for the Master to go to bed. Nac: We have to wake up early tomorrow, after all. Lamli: Aww. And here I was enjoying my time with the Master... Lamli: Geez, Nac, can't you take a hint? Nac: Lamli, did you forget you're still working right now? Remember your duties as a butler... Lamli: Yeah, yeah. I got it, I got it... Lamli: Fine, I'll do it! Nac: Ugh, Lamli, you are unbelievable... Lamli: Alrighty then, Master. Lamli: Let's stargaze together another time, okay!

>Yes >Let's!

* * *

-Devil's Palace, your room-

-One evening-

(knock knock)

Muu: Master, I think there's someone at the door!

>Come in >Who could it be...

(door opens)

Lamli: Pardon me~! Lamli: Good evening, Master!

>It's late, did something happen? >Is there something you need to attend to?

Lamli: Sir Lucas asked me to call for you, Master! Lamli: Do you mind coming with me for a bit?

>Okay, I understand >What could Lucas need me for...

-Devil's Palace, dining room-

Lamli: Sir Lucas, Sir Lucas! I've brought the Master over~! Lucas: Thank you, Lamli. Lucas: Good evening, Master. Nac: Hello, and good evening, Master. You are looking sublime today as well, I see. Muu: It's Lucas and Nac! The third floor butlers are all assembled here today, huh. Lucas: Master, I'm terribly sorry for calling you all of a sudden. Lucas: It so happens that a new commission addressed to you has arrived today...

>A new commission for me? >Yet another commission...?

Lucas: That's right. Lucas: Our destination for this commission is the Portrair House. Muu: Uh, what's the Portrair House...? Nac: The Portrair family are the nobility that rule over the Southern Land. Muu: Oh, yeah, that's right! I remember now! Muu: Wow, so the commission this time is from the Portrair family!

>What are the details of the commission?

Nac: Two weeks from now, an annual festival is going to take place in a major city of the Southern Land. Nac: We have been asked to guard said festival.

>To guard the festival? What do you mean?

Nac: To put it in simple terms, we have to protect the members of the Portair family from Angels throughout the festival. Lamli: So basically, we'll be doing our usual Angel Hunting. Nac: Precisely. Nac: Apparently, the festival is an event of sacred significance for the Portrair family. Nac: They can't afford to have Angels interrupt it. Muu: A festival treasured by the Portair family... Muu: I'm curious what kind of festival it is, Master!

>Maybe it's some grand celebration >I am a bit interested...

Muu: There'll likely be some delicious food for us to eat there, right? Muu: Hehe! I'm so excited now!

Lamli: Man, Buu, you really like to eat, don't you? Lucas: So, with that said, we third floor butlers, Muu, and the Master will be heading out to complete this commission. Lucas: The plan is to leave tomorrow morning. Lucas: The Portrair House is located quite a ways away, the trip will likely be a long one. Nac: I should also mention that there will be desert areas on our journey.

>Huh...? >D-Desert....?!

Muu: What's a "desert"...? Nac: A desert is an area covered with sand, as far as the eye can see. Muu: Wow! There are places like that? Muu: I've never seen a desert before, so I'm looking forward to it! Nac: Muu, deserts are harsh, unforgiving environments. Nac: I have heard that, in the day, the ground's surface temperature can even reach up to 40 degrees... Muu: W-What?! Lamli: And you're already so short as it is, Buu... Lamli: Try to walk across the desert and the heat just might drive you insane! Muu: Don't say that with a smile on your face, Lamli!

>Is it really that severe of a place? >It's starting to sound kind of scary...

Lucas: Come now, Lamli. Don't make the Master feel any more anxious than necessary. Lucas: By the way, we'll be using camels to travel, so there won't be any trekking through the desert for us. Lucas: We'll also be sure to bring plenty of water, food, and a tent for the trip. Lucas: You have no need to worry, Master. Muu: Hmm...I don't know, I still feel a bit uneasy... Nac: You are a worrywart, Muu... Nac: But fear not. I will calculate every possible situation and make thorough preparations for all of them. Nac: So long as we don't encounter any disaster in the desert, our lives are not in peril. Muu: I see, then....Well, if you say so, Nac... Lucas: Well then, we leave tomorrow morning. Lucas: Master, I hope you can cooperate with us to that end.

>I'll be sure to get ready >(How will our trip turn out, I wonder...)

* * *

-That night-

It was likely because of all the excitement from the party with the butlers earlier that evening...

But, I couldn't fall asleep, so I went with Muu to the kitchen to grab some water to drink.

Muu: Are you feeling alright, Master?

>I'm not sure, I can't seem to relax...

Muu: Well, that makes sense, we did have a lot of fun today!

>You're right, we did

Muu: And yet, the butlers still managed to prepare such a big surprise despite their busy schedules.

>I really appreciate it >I want to return the favour somehow

Muu: Ah, this, this is...

>What's up, Muu?

Muu: Sniff, sniff! Muu: I smell something good!

>You're right... >Where is it coming from?

Muu: It's this!

Muu then picked up a paper bag that was on the floor.

Muu: These are the left overs from when Lono was baking the sweets earlier!

>I see... >No wonder it smelled so nice

Muu: With this much left over, we still have enough to make lots of other sweets.

>Maybe I'll make some as a way to say thank you...

Muu: That's a great idea! Muu: I'm sure the butlers will love it!

>I hope so...

Muu: Mmm....but.... Muu: I wonder if we have enough ingredients to make for thirteen people...

Just like Muu said, the amount of ingredients inside the bag didn't seem like it would be enough to make thirteen portions.

Muu: Is there any else we can use around here...? Muu: Oh yes, there's some here, Master! There's some sugar candies used for decoration on the floor!

>Huh, would you look at that >But why are they on the floor?

Muu: There's some over there, too! And on the floor there, as well! Muu: Mmm...there's even some by the corridor.

>Did someone ransack the kitchen or something? >This many is a bit strange

Muu: Lono never wastes any food, so I don't think it was him who did this... Muu: Hmm? There's a crumpled up note on the floor, too.

>What does it say?

"Lamli! Remember, no snacking!! -From Lono"

Muu: Hmm, I understand now...So, the culprit is...

>Lamli

Muu: Master, I know this will be tedious but... Muu: If we want to make sweets for all thirteen butlers, we need to pick up all these ingredients that Lamli left lying around.

>Y-Yeah, looks like it...

Muu: I'll lend you a hand, of course! I can't wait to see the butlers faces when they see your baked sweets, Master!

>I'll do my best!

* * *

-Devil's Palace, your room-

......

>Ugh...is it evening already? >Guess I should get up now...

Muu: (yawns) Before I realised it, I ended up falling asleep, too... Muu: Hmm? Master, look. There's a letter left here for you!

>Let me read it >What's all this about...

"I did not want to wake you, for you looked so comfortable as you slept, so I will leave this letter here.

"The butlers have left the mansion to make preparations for the nobles' party...

We will return as soon as we are finished, so please do not worry.

"Also...when you have the time, please do stop by the kitchen."

Muu: The kitchen? Let's hurry up and make our way there, Master!

>Yeah, let's go!

-Devil's Palace, kitchen-

.....

Muu: There's no-one here.

>You're right, not a soul...

Muu: Hmm, doesn't seem like there's anything here, either... Muu: Oh, I get it now! This is a scavenger hunt! Muu: I bet you there's some delectable cake hidden here somewhere!

>R-Really now...?

???: Ready, set, and...! Lono: Master! Happy Valentine's!

>Aahhh! >You scared me!

As Lono yelled out his surprise greeting, he and Bastien both emerged from where they were hiding.

They were both holding a large cake.

Lono: Hey, c'mon Bastien, you say something too! Bastien: Hmph. Tell me why I need to take orders from you? Bastien: Also, you're going to scare the Master if you raise your voice all of a sudden like that. Lono: I told you, this is a surprise! That's the whole point! Bastien: I don't want to startle the Master... Bastien: If anything, I want them to feel calm and relaxed. Lono: Ugh, forget it! There's no use trying to get it through that thick head of yours.

>No fighting, you two... >What's all this about?

Lono: Ah, sorry, Master! Lono: We just wanted to, uh, surprise ya! Bastien: I was against it, Master. Lono: Grrr, Bastien, you little... Lono: Anyways, Master! Let's head over to the living room! Lono: There's still tons more surprises waiting for ya!

-Devil's Palace, living room-

I almost couldn't recognise the living room once I step foot into it.

The wallpaper and decorations were changed to ones for Valentine's.

Lamli: Ah, the Master's here!

All the butlers were gathered in the living room.

Boschi: So, what do you think? Pretty, ain't it? Fennesz: We all decorated the room together, in hopes you would like it. Ammon: Yup! We put way more energy into it than the set up for the party with all the nobles! Haures: That's...true, if I'm being honest. Haures: Preparing for the party is our job... Haures: But we did this because we genuinely wanted to see you happy, Master. Lucas: There's lots of drinks here♪ Lucas: The ones here are better than the ones we brought over to the function. Nac: Of course, there are non-alcoholic options available too. Don't hesitate to request for some.

>I appreciate it

Lato: This occasion calls for some music. Flure: Mister Miyaji, whenever you're ready! Miyaji: Alright.

The beautiful timbre of the piano began to fill the room afterwards.

Berrien: Hehe...things have certainly livened up quite a bit here.

>Are you sure you guys shouldn't be working? >What about the party with all the nobles?

Berrien: We have a bit of free time right now, so you don't have to worry, Master. Berrien: Actually, we had plans to surprise you on Valentine's day for some time now...

>Oh, did you now...

Berrien: The cake and drinks, and even the decorations... Berrien: We butlers happily prepared it all for you.

>Thank you, everyone...

Berrien: Everyone was so excited to work on it. We did it all for you, after all. Muu: Cake, drinks, and even music! It almost feels like a fancy party! Lucas: Well now, Master, shall we dance♪

>Pardon? > T-That was sudden

Lamli: Aww! Must be nice to get to dance with the Master... Lato: Master, please also do honor me with a dance. Lucas: Wait your turn, now♪ Lucas: Now then, this is a simple waltz, Master. Lucas: Let's enjoy the night together.

Afterwards, I had a lovely, fun time with the butlers.

The butlers looked like they were enjoying themselves, too.

Then, once the time for the nobles' party began to draw near...

The party at the Devil's Palace drew to a close.

* * *

Berrien: The basement floor butlers are in charge of the entertainment at the function.

>Entertainment?

Berrien: Yes. Things such as musical performances, dances, and the like. Muu: That sounds intriguing! Let's go pay them a visit!

>Sure!

-Basement floor butlers' room-

Miyaji: Alright, shall we take it from the top again? Lato: Yes, sir. Flure: Yes, Mister Miyaji.

(door opens)

Flure: Oh, it's the Master! Berrien: Please forgive us for barging in during your practice, Miyaji. Miyaji: It's no problem at all. Muu: Your outfits look amazing!

>Indeed, they look great on you

Lato: Thank you, Master. It is an honor to hear that from you. Flure: Hah...and who do you think put those clothes on you? Lato: It noticed it took more time than usual today, Flure. Flure: Hmph, that's easy for you to say. Lato: The decorations on these outfits are delicate and complex. Putting them on a task in and of itself. Berrien: What will you all be doing for the entertainment for the party? Miyaji: Ah, yes. Flure and Lato will dance, while I will be playing the piano accompaniment. Muu: Wow, not just dance, but piano, too! The basement floor butlers are really talented! Lato: Oh, dancing is simple. All you need to do is listen to the music, and then just let your emotions lead. Flure: I do wish you would think a bit of your partner, who you're flinging around the whole time... Muu: What kind of dance are you two going to do? Flure: We'll be doing a ballet-inspired dance. Muu: Ooh, I think it's amazing you can do ballet. Flure: I'm sure your jaw will drop to the floor once you see me dance ballet, haha! Flure: Don't think it's like any other ballet around. Lato: That is true. When Flure dances ballet, it's nothing short of breathtaking. Miyaji: Well then, since the Master has come to pay us a visit... Miyaji: Shall we have them watch us rehearse? Flure: W-What? Are you s-sure? Lato: Oh, dear. Why are you getting all embarrassed, Flure? Lato: You're going to have to dance in front of all the nobles, remember? Lato: Could it be...you're feeling anxious again? Flure: N-No, that's not it! Flure: Curiously enough, I don't actually get that nervous when I dance ballet in front of others... Flure: But, for some reason, around the Master, I just... Lato: Oh, what's this? You're redder than a beet, Flure. Miyaji: Are you feeling alright?

>Don't push yourself

Flure: Uh, I... Flure: I-I'll do it! I'll dance! I want the Master to see my dance! Lato: Hehe...I love that expression in your eyes, Flure.

After that, Lato and Flure began to dance, accompanied by Miyaji on the piano.

Flure's gentle moves were the perfect fit for Lato's more free-form performance.

What was most surprising was the litheness and grace of Flure's body.

The line of his legs, long and almost infinite, was sublime.

I was completely captivated by the beauty of their dance.

-Some time later-

Muu: Amazing...! That was so beautiful! Flure: Hah...hah...

>That was wonderful >Thank you for showing it to me

Lato: Thank you for your kind words, Master. Miyaji: Whenever I glanced up at you two, you two were in perfect sync. Miyaji: There's nothing to worry about, I see. Berrien: That's right. I'm positive the nobles are going to enjoy your performance.

>I agree >There's no doubt there

Flure: I'm so happy to hear you compliment my dancing, Master... Flure: It was my first time dancing ballet seriously in front of you...I was really nervous at first, but... Flure: I'm glad to see you enjoyed it!

>I should be thanking you for allowing me see it

Miyaji: Now then, it's a bit early, but why don't we start making our way to the venue? Miyaji: There's a lot we have to prepare for there, as well. Lato: You're right, Mister Miyaji. Flure: Understood! Berrien: Master, shall we make our way back to your room for the time being?

>Alright

-Devil's Palace, your room-

Berrien: Master, I'm afraid I must leave to go help Lono with some things. Berrien: Please feel free to relax here in your room. Berrien: If you need anything, do not hesitate to call for me.

>Okay...

Berrien: Well then, please excuse me.

(door closes)

Exhausted, I lied down on my bed and went to slept after Berrien left.

* * *

-Third floor butlers' room-

Lucas: Haha, I knew it was a great idea to pair a fruity red wine with milk chocolate♪ Lamli: Sir Lucas! Please have a taste of this brandy, as well! Lucas: Thank you, Lamli♪ Lucas: I do want the aristocrats to enjoy some wine that goes well their chocolates. Lucas: To achieve that, I need to be sure to properly taste test all the wine. Nac: B-But, Lucas...Don't you think you're tasting a tad too much? Nac: You will drink yourself until you collapse at this rate. Lucas: Nothing to worry about, Nac♪ Lucas: Even though I don't look like it, I am a doctor, you know? Lucas: I know my body and its limits very well. Nac: But, you're already unsteady on your feet... Muu: Blegh! I can smell alcohol in the air. Berrien: My, my, Lucas. Are you alright? Lamli: Oh, Master, you're here! Lucas: How about trying out some of these drinks, Master? Lamli: Wine tasting with the Master? Sounds like fun! Nac: Lamli! A butler asking their Master to help them in their duties... Nac: How utterly ill-mannered of you! Lamli: Uuuugh, there it is...Nerdy goody-two-shoes Nac... Nac: Lamli...you had best guard that dirty mouth of yours. Lucas: Come now, you two, stop it. Fighting in front of the Master is disrespectful, you know? Nac: Ah, my sincerest apologies... Lamli: My bad... Lucas: Master, I'm so terribly sorry you had to see that.

>I don't mind... >Don't worry about it

Berrien: Lucas, have you had a lot to drink already? Berrien: You appear to have been sampling the wines for some time now... Lucas: Hmm...I didn't mean to, I was just having so much fun... Lucas: Maybe a bit too much, I think... Berrien: Lucas... Lucas: I'm sorry, Berrien...Bad Lucas, bad Lucas... Lucas: Ah, yes! Nac, if could you bring that out... Nac: Oh, you're right! I will bring it now! Nac: Master, please have some of this.

Nac then placed a glass on top of the table.

Nac: This is a cocktail we've prepared to go well with chocolate. Nac: It has been concocted according to my flawless calculations... Nac: I'm certain you will have no qualms about its tastes. Nac: Of course, we also have a non-alcoholic option. Which would you prefer?

>The alcoholic one >The non-alcoholic one

Nac: Understood. Coming right up. Nac: Here it is. I hope you enjoy it, Master.

The cocktail had a fruity taste, with just the right amount of acidity.

It was a flavour that would likely pair well with chocolate.

>It's really good >I think it'll go well with some chocolate

Nac: Hehehe, naturally. Nac: Master, you have the taste buds of a finely-trained sommelier! Lucas: I'm glad to hear it! Looks like our mission was a success♪

>Mission? >What do you mean?

Lucas: While we were sampling the wine, we were talking about making a drink that you would enjoy, Master.

>Aw, that's so kind you!

Lamli: Hmph! Muu: Oh? Lamli, you don't look like you're in a very good mood... Lamli: After all the work I put into the drink I made... Lucas: Lamli, we discussed this already, didn't we? Lamli: B-But! I wanted to make something the Master was gonna like, too... Nac: Come now, Lamli, you're not a child. Not everything can go your way. Lamli: Ugh, you are so annoying...

>What happened?

Lucas: A lot happened, you see...In any case, we decided to shelve Lamli's idea in the end...

>What was your idea, Lamli? >I want to hear it

Lamli: You're curious, aren't you? Master, I knew you'd be understanding! Nac: N-No, Master! You mustn't! Lamli: Alright then, just wait here a bit! I'll get the drink ready in a jiffy!

(dashes off)

Lucas: Lamli! Wait a second! Lucas: Ah, he's gone...

>Did I say something I shouldn't have?

Nac: No, not at all. You did nothing wrong, Master. Nac: Lamli's the one who is in the wrong.

-Some time later-

Nac: Oh, dear! This is...! Lamli: Voila! My "cocktail à la frog"! Berrien: What a...striking appearance... Muu: The frog inside is still alive and swimming... Lamli: Don't you think the froggy's green skin looks great with the blue of the drink?

>T-This is, uh...

Lucas: Lamli...I, uh, don't think that, uh... Nac: Lamli! Surely you don't believe that the Master would drink such a concoction? Nac: Take this away, at once! Lamli: Oh? You're just thinking, "Oh no, what am I going to do if the Master tries it and says it tastes better than mine?", aren't you? Lamli: That's why you're trying to get in my way! Nac: That isn't what I was thinking about, at all.

>I'm already kinda full >I think I might have drunk a bit too much just now

Lamli: H-Huh? Oh, is that so... Lamli: Aw...And here I thought I could have you enjoy some of it...

>You can make it for me again next year >I'm looking forward to trying it out next year!

Lamli: R-Really? Lamli: Alrighty! Hearing you say that makes me wanna work even harder next year! Lamli: I'll make you an even better cocktail à la frog! Lamli: For now, I'm gonna go let this little guy go!

(dashes off)

Nac: Phew...looks like we managed to settle things, more or less... Lucas: Thank you, Master. Lucas: We've managed to deal with the situation without hurting Lamli's feelings.

>It was all just chance >I wonder...

Nac: Well done, Master! Your handling of Lamli was most impressive.

>That wasn't really my intention...

Nac: Lamli is very fond of both you and Lucas... Nac: Because of that, he gets worked up easily, however it doesn't always get him anywhere... Lucas: He means well, Master, so I do hope you can pardon him.

>Of course

-a few minutes later-

I left the third floor butlers' room, and walked out into the corridor.

???: Lato! I said stop it already! Muu: What was that? I think that was Flure's voice, this time. Berrien: Hehe...Ah, the mansion is very lively today, I see.

* * *

Berrien: It seems the second floor butlers are making working on setting up for the event venue. Berrien: Would you like to go take a look, Master?

>Yeah! >Let's go!

-Devil's Palace, garden-

In the garden was a half-built rose archway.

The archway was large enough that an adult could easily walk through, and was decorated with heaps of rose flowers.

Haures was currently on a ladder, putting on some rose decorations on the arch. It appears that he was putting on the final touches to it.

Fennesz: Haures! More to the right! Haures: Y-You mean here? Ammon: Nah, a bit more up, don'tcha think? Boschi: No, you need to bring it down more. Boschi: The arch won't look good if it's not symmetrical. Boschi: Haures...you have no eye for art, as always. Haures: Hah...so, which one is it? Haures: I can't tell how the archway is turning out from where I am. Muu: Wow! What a beautiful arch! Berrien: I see the decorations are going to be magnificent this year, too. Ammon: Master! And Berrien! You're here!

>The archway looks beautiful! >The archway looks very impressive!

Boschi: You've got a keen eye, Master. I see you're able to appreciate these kinds of aesthetics.

>It's nice and flashy >The arch is very striking

Boschi: I came up with the idea of a rose archway. Boschi: It's no surprise my taste in these kinds of things is well honed. Ammon: The roses used for decorations are ones that I grew, though. Haures: Fennesz and I built the arch. Fennesz: Something this big needs to be designed properly, otherwise it'll collapse. Berrien: I see...So the archway is the fruit of all your combined efforts, then. Haures: ...Putting it nicely, yes. Ammon: Boschi came up with the idea, but after that, all he did was sleep, y'see. Boschi: Huh? But, the idea is the most important, ain't it? Fennesz: Ah, uhm...Well, you're not wrong, per se... Haures: Why don't you try lending a hand a bit more, Boschi? Boschi: What's that now? Listen, I've said it before and I'll say it again. Anything that's related to artistic sense and taste is my job. Boschi: All the physical labour? That's your job, Haures. Haures: Boschi...there you go making excuses again... Haures: Also, I have good taste, too, you know? Ammon: Mmm...I don't mean to take Boschi's side or anything, but... Ammon: I don't think I agree with ya there, Haures... Haures: Ammon, you're always quick to take Boschi's side... Haures: It's because you always cover for him that he never reflects on his actions. Fennesz: Erm...Sorry, Haures, but your taste in aesthetics can be a bit...dubious, sometimes... Haures: F-Fennesz? You think so, too...? Boschi: Hey, did you forget the decorations set up last year? Ammon: Oh yeah, the aristocrats wouldn't stop complaining about the design for the area that Haures was in charge of. Fennesz: Hmm...Choosing heart-patterned wallpaper for the venue was a bit of a shock... Haures: B-But, that's what Valentine's is all about, isn't it? Haures: The nobles were hoping to meet some new people... Haures: I just wanted to support that... Boschi: Ah, Haures...You have no understanding of something called subtlety. Berrien: Now, now, everyone. You're in the presence of the Master. Haures: My apologies, Master...

>No worries >It's alright

Ammon: Oh yeah! Master, try passing through the archway! Fennesz: That's a great idea! Ammon: We just finished it putting the final touches on it... Ammon: And it'd be great if you could be the first person to go through it!

>You don't mind it being me?

Fennesz: Not at all, Master. Haures: If anything, we'd be thrilled if you could do that for us.

>But... >Really, now...

Boschi: What're you getting all shy for?

>Got it

Following the butlers' demands, I passed through the arch.

As I passed through, I could smell the aroma of roses wafting through the air.

Ammon: So, what'dya think?

>The smell of roses was lovely >It was so beautiful

Fennesz: We're so happy to hear you liked it. Haures: Alright, then! Now that we got the Master's seal of approval... Haures: Let's take it to the event venue. Boschi: (yawns) Well, I'll let you guys handle the rest, then. Haures: You're coming with us, too, Boschi. Boschi: Hmph. What a pain. Haures: Master, we're off to bring the archway over to the event venue. Ammon: Please excuse us, Master. Fennesz: We'll be taking our leave now. Boschi: See ya. Berrien: Hehe...looks like the arrangements for the event venue are going well, more or less. ???: L-Lucas! That's enough, now...! Muu: That voice, it's Nac's. Berrien: I do believe the third floor butlers are in charge of the wine and drinks that will be served at the party... Muu: Let's go take a look, Master!

>Let's go!

* * *

Berrien: What's this? You made some sweets too, Bastien? Lono: Y-You...just when did you manage to do that? Bastien: I got hungry as we were making the chocolate bread for Valentine's. Bastien: I baked some cocoa bread for myself, using less sugar. Bastien: There are no issues with the flavor. I've already taste tested ten of them. Lono: Huh?! Ten?! Don't you think that's too many? Lono: Also, you mentioned it briefly, but don't think I didn't notice. What's this about making sweets just for yourself? Bastien: You said I could snack on the food if I helped you out. We had a deal. Bastien: You have no right to complain. Lono: Grr...Still, that's too much, don't you think...? Berrien: Now, now, Lono. There's still loads of ingredients left... Berrien: And, if you make Bastien work for what he snacked on, then it all works out in the end, does it not? Lono: Berrien...Well, I guess you're right... Bastien: Master, please try some of the cocoa bread, before it gets cold.

>Thanks >I'll have a bit

Bastien: What do you think? Is it good?

>The taste is great! >It has a more mature taste

Bastien: Really now? I knew you were going to like it. Lono: Hmph! Well, I'm sure the chocolate fudge cake I made tastes way better! Bastien: Don't decide that for yourself. The Master is the one who decides which one tastes better. Bastien: Also, I think you should really do something about that overconfidence of yours... Lono: What did you say, you...! Lono: Fine then, let's ask the Master and have them settle this! Lono: Give us your honest answer, Master! Which one is better, the sweets that I made, or the ones Bastien made?

>Erm...uh... >(I, I can't choose...)

Lono: You'll choose my cake over this punk's, right? Bastien: Honestly, I don't care whose taste better... Bastien: But the thought of losing to Lono gets on my nerves. Bastien: Master...you'll choose me, right? Lono: Master! Bastien: Master...

>U-Uhm...y-you two are getting a little close, there... >L-Let's just calm down a bit...

Berrien: Master, you can leave this to me. Go out into the hallway.

>B-Berrien...

Muu: Come, Master, let's go!

-Devil Palace, corridor-

Muu and I left the kitchen.

Muu: Hah...Lono and Bastien are as competitive as ever, I guess. Berrien: Sorry to make you wait, Master. Muu: Oh, Berrien! How are Lono and Bastien... Berrien: You don't have to worry about them. I just gave them a stern warning, and reminded them not to make the Master uncomfortable. Berrien: I'm sure they've reflected on their actions and have gone back to baking by now.

>Impressive as always, Berrien

???: Hey, Boschi! Hold that up! ???: Huh? Why do I have to...ugh, what a pain. Muu: Hmm? I can hear Haures and the others outside.

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The Devil’s Palace. A large mansion located in the Central Land.

In this mansion live 13 butlers, known as the Devil Butlers.

Their mission is to defeat the Angels, nemeses of humankind.

Although they may as well be called the saviours of humankind, they are, for some reason, abhorred by the public.

Even the nobles that employ them regard them as nothing but “handymen,” and work them like dogs.

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-February 14-

(knock, knock...)

(door creaks open)

Berrien: Pardon me, Master. Muu: Wow, Berrien! You're dressed so well today! Muu: Is there a party going on somewhere? Berrien: Hehe...Valentine's starts today. Berrien: That's why I'm in this formal wear.

>And you have to go out of your way to dress this formally?

Berrien: Yes, that's correct. Berrien: Valentine's is a big event for the nobles. Berrien: The butlers have all been rounded up to help out as part of it. Muu: Doing all sorts of work, as usual. Berrien: Hmm...yes, I suppose so. Berrien: Social events are held everywhere during the Valentine's season. Berrien: The nobles look for partners to socialize with at those events.

>I see... >That does sound a lot like Valentine's

Berrien: That being said, that's just the social parties for the high noble class. Berrien: Those parties are rife with all sorts of cunning tactics and greed, like political relations or marriages. Muu: So, it's not only some romantic event. Berrien: Yes, that's right.... Berrien: However, the parties themselves have a spectacular and lively atmosphere. Berrien: You can find all sorts of chocolate and sweets, like you would expect during Valentine's. Muu: Really?! That sounds delicious! Berrien: Muu, remember, no stealing bites of the food? Muu: Y-Yes, I know! Muu: Actually, now that you mention it, I think I do smell the aroma of chocolate! Berrien: It's our job to make all preparations for the events. This happens every year. Berrien: Right now, Lono's in the kitchen slaving over a hot oven, making some sweets. Muu: Master, let's go have a look!

>Yes, let's! >Sounds exciting

-Devil's Palace, kitchen-

Lono: Ahh! Busy, busy, busy! Lono: Bastien! How's that cake over there coming along? Lono: It's gonna burn to a crisp if you bake it for too long! Bastien: Hmm...I'm not sure... Bastien: I mean, chocolate cakes are dark to begin with, so... Bastien: I can't tell if it's burnt or not... Lono: What? You can tell just by the smell, can't ya? Muu: Sniff, sniff....sniff, sniff... Muu: It smells great! Bastien, you can take it out now! It's baked to perfection! Bastien: Really, Muu? Hmm. Thanks. Berrien: I see you two are hard at work. Lono: Oh, it's the Master and Berrien! Lono: Sorry, my hands are a bit full here...

>Don't worry about it >It's alright!

Muu: Lono, your cooking is as scrumptious as ever! Muu: I didn't know you were so good at baking, too! Lono: They're pretty good, aren't they? That's 'cuz there ain't nothing I can't make! Lono: Oh, that's right!

Lono: Master, do you wanna try some of this chocolate fudge cake? Lono: I made it for Valentine's!

>Are you sure?

Lono: I'm pretty sure it's gonna taste fine, since I made it. But still, I wanted you to try it and tell me what you think about it, Master. Lono: Bastien doesn't like sweet things, so he's of no help there... Bastien: Hmm...that cake looks especially sweet.... Lono: Hah...no one asked for your preferences, Bastien. Lono: Ah, sorry, Master. Lono: I just wanted you to be the first person to try it out.

>S-Sure... >I don't mind, I guess...

Following Lono's demands, I took a bite of the cake.

My mouth was then filled with chocolate and caramel taste, a taste blended to perfection.

The cake was fairly sweet, but the taste was decadent and very delicious.

Lono: H-How is it?

>It's very rich >It's delicious

Lono: R-Really? Thank you, Master! Lono: I was really confident in how it turned out, and I really wanted you to try it! Lono: So I'm really happy to hear you say it's delicious, hehehe! Berrien: Lono, your passion for cooking is truly astounding. Bastien: Master...try out the sweets I made, too.

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Berrien: I wanted you to be happy, Master, so I prepared these black roses for you. I wasn't entirely sure if it was right of me as a butler to try and surprise you... But, I was so happy that I was able to see your face light up in joy. I managed to make another happy memory with you, Master. I don't think I'll ever forget this day.

Lono: I feel kinda embarrassed, it isn't really like to be giving someone flowers like this... But, it looks like you really like them, Master, so I'm glad! I don't really get shy like this around other people, either. It happens naturally around only you, Master... I wonder why... Well, anyways...! Being able to see you smile was the best!

Bastien: To be honest, this was all pretty embarrassing... Although, I'm glad to see that you're happy. I've never really given anybody gifts, you see. I wasn't certain what to give you to. But, I'll continue working hard to make you happy.

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Lucas: I thought these black roses would suit you, Master, and it looks like I was right~ I'm happy being able to see someone important to me smile in joy. Today, I once again realized that I... I want to be by your side from now on, Master. Heh, I just might be surprisingly selfish man.

Lamli: Seeing you happy, Master, made me feel all happy too! You look so wonderful holding up the roses! I burned the image in my mind so I wouldn't forget it! I'm gonna keep making you super happy, Master! Master, I love you!

Nac: Hehe... I feel so pleased to be able to see your smiling face, Master. These black roses are gorgeous, but your smile is even more breathtaking, Master. I hope to continue to be able to serve you like this.

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Miyaji: Me, despite my age, giving you flowers like this... Looking at it objectively, it is a little embarrassing... Well, but still...It's good to give someone important to you flowers. My heart feels light seeing your smile, Master.

Lato: Master, you are a very fascinating person. For me to give someone flowers is a very rare occurrence. I act according to my emotions, but... When I'm around you, Master, I feel like I get particularly emotional... Hmm. Truly fascinating.

Flure: The black roses are really beautiful. I had a feeling you would look really good with them. And I was right. You look beautiful with the roses in your arms. You look really happy, Master, so I'm really pleased!

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Boschi: Well...this might not really be something I might do...but... Here, Master. Have these roses. It was really embarrassing, but... Seeing you smile was, eh, all right.

Ammon: Do ya know what black roses mean in the language of flowers, Master? Please, go look it up. I love roses but... I don't give them to just anybody, you know?

Haures: A butler giving their Master flowers... Such an act is much too presumptuous of someone of my position. But, nonetheless, I still wanted to give you some, Master. Because I wanted to see you smile. I want to continue seeing your smiles.

Fennesz: Master, I thought it would be a bother if someone like me gave you flowers... That's what went through my mind at first. But, it was rude of me to worry like that. There's still so many things I need to improve on, but, when I'm with you, Master... I feel like I've come to like myself a bit more than before. Thank you, Master.

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Event Completion Memory:

Master, thank you for your cooperation and hard work during this commission.

I'll never forget the waltz we danced together.