[Image][Image] --------------------------------------------------------------------------- RECCA NO HONOU [FLAME OF RECCA] By Anzai Nobuyuki Volume 3 Chapter 6: Katashiro Reiran III (The True Form) Translated by Kamiya Shuusai [ Chapter Index | Previous Chapter | Next Chapter ] --------------------------------------------------------------------------- (primela’s sword is heading straight for fuuko.) fuuko : [I can’t move......] (the sword slashes her arm.) fuuko : ahhhhhhhh! Volume 3 Chapter 6 : Katashiro Reiran III (The True Form) recca : fuu...... domon : fuuko! fuuko : ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! reiran (smile) : oops! I’m sorry! primela is too small, she’s not too good with sword! even though I want you do die peacefully, but...... sometime I just can’t help it! fuuko : you fucking doll! I’ll remember this! reiran : even though this is the first time we’ve met, let me take a shot at your personality! you are a masculine type in a woman. has attacking tendencies, and very careless, blood type...... probably type B! no wonder you didn’t see the strings, if you have a girl’s carefulness you wouldn’t be stuck like this right now! observation is also a skill needed in battle-- this is my good bye present! fuuko (primela stabs) : ahhhhhh! domon : stop it! reiran : don’t worry...... no matter how bad she’s hurt...... she’ll still stand...... because she’s my doll! fuuko (breathing heavy) : wh...... why? [in close combat, I never saw her move...... but I hurt her a few times, but why...... is she not bleeding? did she dodge all my attacks? impossible! there must be another reason! (turn around, primela blink) huh?] domon : hey! you want a fight then I’ll fight you! fuuko’s already exhausted! recca : if you make another scar on her, then there’s on way she’s gonna get married! fuuko : who said that I’m exhausted! [recca...... I’ll chop you to pieces......] recca : fuuko!! fuuko : katashiro, you did make a good observation. my personality is not anything like a normal girl! I don’t have any interest in things like romance, music, or fashion, the things that normal girls like! all I’m interested in is beat these two up! but no matter how rough a girl is, she can’t stand to leave wounds on her beautiful skin! you should be honored, just for you-I’m doing this! (fuuko turns her fuujin to herself.) reiran : fuujin!!? are you crazy? your hand can’t move, how are you going to attack me? fuuko : my arm can’t move, but my fingers can! like this! (the wind gathers, fuuko shoots it at herself. she’s hurt badly, but the strings are gone.) reiran : she used fuujin to attack herself...... to cut my strings? domon : idiot! recca : what the hell are you doing! (fuuko jumps up in the air, reiran surprised.) fuuko : as for my personality you forgot something...... I hate to lose! (her wind attacks reiran, the katakugutsu crystal falls off.) domon : great! the situation’s reversed! recca : but that was too soft! fuuko, hit her with another one! fuuko : there’s no need! the fight is over! recca : over? fuuko : that’s right! this katashiro reiran-- (reiran looks lifeless) is only a doll! domon (shock) : wha...... recca (shock) : what? fuuko : she’s another doll controlled by katakugutsu! the real one-- (turn around) it’s you! (she catches primela who’s still frozen with the sword) domon (vein pops) : ......... that little kid...... is the real one? recca (moves his hand) : how come...... [ah! I can move!] fuuko : this is her idea of battle to substitute for her lack of strength! let the doll pretend to be her, and she pretends to be the doll, doesn’t have to worry about being attacked, and she can do some damage unexpectedly, I almost fell for it! ganko (crying) : how did you find out? my acting was perfect! fuuko : because everyone has to blink their eyes, but dolls don’t need to blink. I listened to your advice, and observed carefully! now it’s my turn to determine your personality...... I’m guessing that you are a noisy, cunning little kid! domon & recca (ganko on the floor) : little liar! damn kid! fuuko (slap them in the face) : shut up! (ganko walks over to reiran. she looks sad. she hugs the doll.) ganko (crying) : mama...... recca : mama? domon : that doll is her mom? fuuko : would you like to tell me...... why is a little kid like you doing this? ganko : ............ my mother...... she died a year ago...... (funeral, a picture of a woman, looks like reiran. ganko crying.) relative : [poor woman! so young when she...... and she left such a little kid.] kids (bullies) : hey! I heard you mom died! cry baby, now you’re just a little bastard! side text (ganko with her teddy bear) : I hate everybody! I hate "friends"! all I need are my dolls! then one day...... (standing by the show window) I finally found mama! people : [that kid comes every day to stare at that doll! so weird......] kurei : ["do you want to see the doll move?"] side text : he is-- kurei-sama. ganko (holding katakugutsu) : he gave me this katakugutsu, and told me to put it on the doll...... (the doll came alive with the contact of katakugutsu, ganko was very happy and ran to her.) side text : mama! kurei : [not everyone can use katakugutsu. because you’re memory for your mother was so strong, it chose you as the master! how about it? I’ll give it to you-- but you must become my assistant...... if you refuse then give it back to me......] ganko : so...... that’s why i...... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it...... [ah......] (fuuko hugs her) fuuko : you must’ve been very lonely, but from now on—you’ll have me as your friend! ganko : but I hurt you, don’t you hate me? [so warm! feels like mama] (crying in happiness) [mama and friend, now I can have both?] domon : a girl’s still a girl! because that kid really treasures the doll, so fuuko didn’t destroy it! a guy would never do that! recca : using a little kid who couldn’t even tell right from wrong as a pawn...... [use their weaknesses... use the people as a doll...... KUREI!! I won’t forgive you!] end of volume 3 chapter 6 translator's note : recca really isn’t in a position to forgive or not to forgive kurei... he should worry about whether he would get killed first... --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [ Email | Lynx | Updates | Sign My Guestbook | View My Guestbook ] Search the Net [1]