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Slap at First Sight
???: You! Are you Eduen?
Euden: Yes, that's me. Why do you ask?
???: And you are accompanied by two women...
Elisanne: Er, and what does that have to do with anything?
Cleo: ...?
???: Then it seems the rumors were true...
???: You beast! This calls for the Loving Hand!
Euden: Sorry, did you just say the Loving Ha—
???: Take this!
Euden: Gya! ...Huh?
Euden: That...didn't hurt at all. Which is strange, because it SOUNDED like it should have done some serious damage.
???: The Loving Hand is not meant to hurt!
Cleo: Interesting...
Euden: Look, can we maybe talk about why a strange lady just walked up and slapped me in the face?
Estelle: My name is Estelle. I am a preacher.
Estelle: As an advocate for the teachings of the Church, I can't allow your wretched behavior to go unpunished!
Euden: The heck did I do?
Estelle: There is no shortage of rumors with you at their core...
Estelle: One of which claims that you surround yourself with young women in that castle of yours and engage in all manner of... of...of indecencies!
Euden: WHAT?!
Estelle: And now I see you with my own eyes, flanked on either side by women fair!
Cleo: What exactly are you implying?
Elisanne: I-indeed! Wh-whatever you think our... r-relationship is, you are quite mistaken!
Euden: She's right. This is all just one big misunderstanding...
Estelle: Is that so? Hmm. Then it seems I allowed myself to be fooled by hearsay.
Estelle: I apologize for acting rashly before I fully understood the situation.
Euden: Well, it didn't really hurt, so I guess... Anyway, I'm just glad we got it cleared up.
Euden: There's nothing special between Cleo or Elisanne and myself. We're just friends.
Cleo & Elisanne: ...?!
Cleo: Hmph. Is that so?
Elisanne: Nothing...special...? I...I see...
Euden: Did the temperature just drop...?
Elisanne: Whatever do you mean? This is how people act when there is nothing special between them.
Cleo: Indeed. We are nothing more than friends, after all.
Euden: I am so confused right now...
Estelle: Now I understand... You are a villain!
Euden: Oh, come on!
Estelle: It would be remiss of me to let you out of my sight even for a moment.
Estelle: So I will stay here and make certain you do not do anything untoward!
Euden: I have no idea what's happening here...
Euden: But I feel like I just got myself into some major trouble.
A Preacher's Responsibility
Euden: Hyaaah! Hah!
Estelle: ......
Euden: *pant* *pant* Phew...
Estelle: Do you train that hard every day?
Euden: It's the only way I'll get stronger.
Estelle: ...It seems I owe you an apology.
Euden: What for?
Estelle: The more I watch you, the more I come to see you for who you really are.
Estelle: You are an honest, hardworking, and beloved man.
Estelle: I'm sorry I ever doubted your integrity.
Euden: Ah. That.
Euden: Well, don't worry about it. It's not like your doubting me did any lasting harm.
Euden: But the whole reason you came here was to watch over me, right?
Estelle: True.
Euden: If you don't need to do so anymore, does that mean you're going to leave?
Estelle: I...
Child A: Hey, there's our teacher! Reverend Esteeeelle!
Estelle: Children!
Child B: Whatcha doin', Reverend? ...Oooo! Are you on a daaaate?!
Estelle: Silence! I will hear no more of this foolishness!
Child A: Ha ha ha! You're in trouuuble!
Child B: Run awaaay!
Euden: What was that about you being their teacher?
Estelle: Wherever there is a shortage of teachers, preachers must step in to help the children with their studies.
Euden: A teacher, eh? Hmm...
Estelle: Do you have a problem with that?!
Euden: Not at all. I think it suits you.
Estelle: W-well... Anyway, back to what we were discussing...
Euden: You mean about you leaving?
Child A: What? You're leaving, Reverend?!
Child B: Noooo! You can't leeeave!
Estelle: Calm down, children. I'm not going anywhere.
Child A: Really?
Estelle: Yes. Really.
Child B: Yaaaaay!
Euden: Are you sure you want to stay, Estelle?
Estelle: Leaving now would be tantamount to abandoning these children.
Estelle: A preacher cannot be so irresponsible.
Euden: Well, that's good.
Estelle: What?
Euden: The children aren't the only ones who would be sad if you left, you know? I would be, too.
Estelle: Y...you...?
Child A: Revereeeeend! Your face is soooo red!
Child B: Estelle and Eduen, sittin' in a tree! K-I-S—
Estelle: STOP THAT THIS INSTANT!
Estelle: You really are a villain, Eduen!
Estelle: This calls for the Loving Hand!
Euden: What?! Why?!
Estelle: Take THIS!
Pranked
???: Gaaaaah!
Euden: What was that scream?! ...Huh?
Euden: What's this bug cage doing here?
Estelle: Eduen?!
Euden: Estelle? What's wrong?
Estelle: Don't give me that! Was it you?! Were you the one that threw bugs into my room?
Euden: Why would I do something like that?
Estelle: Hngggh...
Euden: What are you staring at...? Oh! The cage?
Euden: Look, it was just sitting here. I don't know where it came from, I swear.
Estelle: ......
Euden: I know it sounds like I'm making up excuses, but it... I... Um...
Euden: A-are you gonna...?
Estelle: ...No. Now that I think about it, you really have no reason to act in such a manner.
Euden: Oh, good. Um...sorry?
Estelle: Why? It isn't as if you have anything to apologize for. ...Riiight?
Euden: True, but I...just felt like I should say it.
Estelle: *sigh* You are a strange one. Sometimes your kindness gets the better of you.
Euden: Is that so? Um, ha ha...
???: Over heeere!
Euden: Huh? I think someone's calling me.
Euden: Wh-what the—?!
Euden: Why is there a laundry bucket here? Tsk! The floor's all wet. I better hurry and mop this up...
Euden: Ah, Estelle! Be careful!
Estelle: Huh? Aaaaaahhh!
Estelle: Owww... For Ilia's sake, why is the floor covered in suds?!
Euden: Sorry! But it wasn't me! Or... Well, I guess it was, actually.
Euden: Hmmm...
Estelle: I know that you are not the kind of person to do this as some sort of prank...
Estelle: But still, I would appreciate a bit more consideration! People could slip and hurt themselves, you know.
Euden: Uh...yeah. Sorry...
Euden: Thanks for helping me organize this room, Estelle.
Estelle: You are most welcome. I must say, though, it's rather odd for royalty to engage in tasks like this.
Euden: Whether a person is royalty or not doesn't matter much around here. Now then, it should be riiight baaack...
Estelle: This room is certainly...＂cozy.＂ And dusty. And full of all sorts of strange things.
Euden: Gah! What happened to the lights?!
Estelle: Gaaah! Oh, Goddess!
Euden: Estelle! Estelle, are you okay?! Aahhh!
Estelle: What the—! Gaaaah!
Euden: Owww... S-sorry, Estelle... Something caught my leg...
Estelle: I-it's fine... But could...could you just move, maybe?
Euden: Ah—right!
Euden: Phew... That was terrible...
Estelle: I should be the one saying that!
Euden: Ah! Sorry...
Estelle: Honestly, will your tomfoolery never end?!
Euden: I-I'm sorry! But I don't mean to—
Estelle: Not you. ...You might as well come out! I know you're there!
Euden: Huh?
Child: Heh, guess you found me...
Euden: What?! When did this kid get in here?!
Estelle: You realize you've been the target of all those pranks, right? Well, you're looking at the culprit.
Child: Hey! You just ratted me out!
Estelle: Of course, I would never allow you to get away with such behavior! You've earned yourself a Loving Hand!
Estelle: There!
Child: Ha ha! That doesn't even hurt!
Estelle: Then as FURTHER punishment, you are going to clean the church from tip to toe!
Child: Whaaat?! Ugh... Fiiine...
Estelle: For Ilia's sake, I hope this will teach him a lesson.
Euden: Hey, Estelle? Could you do that to me, too?
Estelle: What? But those pranks weren't your fault...
Euden: Still, I made you upset, didn't I?
Euden: I think I'd feel like I made it up to you that way.
Estelle: Well... If you insist...
Estelle: ...There.
Euden: Thanks. Now I feel less guilty.
Estelle: Well, that's good. ...Although very strange.
Estelle: The Loving Hand is supposed to make people reflect on their actions, and yet you feel absolved...
Euden: Heh. Well, this is a special case.
Euden: It's only your Loving Hand that could make me feel like that.
Estelle: Oh... Well... Thank you...
Estelle: (Only...mine...?)
The Loving Hand's Power
Estelle: Ilia teaches that love tolerates all things, is compassionate, never grows envious...
Villager A: ......
Villager B: ......
Estelle: ...endures all things, believes in all things, hopes for all things...
Village Chief: Thank you so much, Estelle.
Village Chief: Everyone in the village rejoiced in receiving the word of Ilia.
Estelle: Not at all. I am a preacher; it is the least that I could do.
Village Chief: We look forward to your next sermon.
Estelle: I'm glad to hear that. I am still studying, but I hope my passion will make up for my inexperience.
Estelle: Phew...
Euden: That was great, Estelle.
Estelle: Eduen?! Were you listening?!
Euden: I sure was. The villagers were hanging on your every word!
Estelle: Still, you must think I'm not really cut out for this kind of work...
Euden: Not at all. Though it is a side of you I'm not really used to seeing.
Estelle: That's nice, but I have a long way to go until I reach the level I want to be at.
Euden: What level is that?
Estelle: Well, the reason I wanted to become a preacher was because that's what my grandmother did.
Estelle: When I was little, I was always getting into trouble.
Euden: Really? Heh. I never would've guessed, but I can kind of see it...
Estelle: My grandmother was the kindest woman I'd ever met.
Estelle: She hardly ever scolded me for being such a mischief-maker.
Estelle: ...Until the day I pulled a truly awful prank.
Euden: What happened?
Estelle: I hurt someone.
Euden: Oh. What did your grandmother do?
Estelle: She disciplined me—for the first time in my life.
Euden: Let me guess: the Loving Hand?
Estelle: Yes. I remember it as if it were yesterday...
Estelle: It hurt so much.
Euden: Er, but I thought the point of the Loving Hand was that it DOESN'T hurt.
Estelle: The pain I felt was not physical.
Estelle: It was an ache deep in my chest.
Estelle: The very same anguish that I had inflicted on my grandmother.
Euden: So the Loving Hand conveys the pain in a person's heart?
Estelle: Exactly! The Loving Hand is not supposed to hurt; rather, it is supposed to make someone understand the emotional pain that YOU feel.
Euden: That's kind of incredible.
Estelle: Isn't it?!
Euden: Seeing you talk about your grandmother with such love makes me understand how wonderful she was.
Estelle: Oh! N-now I'm embarrassed...
Euden: There's nothing to be embarrassed about.
Estelle: No, it's just... I have a bad habit of letting my emotions get the better of me.
Estelle: I rely on the Loving Hand far too much.
Euden: But that's not a bad thing, is it?
Estelle: It is unacceptable behavior for a preacher to engage in, Loving Hand or no.
Estelle: I ought to be kind and compassionate, not let my temper get the better of me!
Euden: Well, that may be the right thing to do as a preacher...
Euden: But I like you just the way you are. I know you're trying the best you can.
Estelle: Wh-what are you saying?!
Estelle: Take THIS!
Estelle: Augh! I'm so sorry! See, I just do it without thinking!
Euden: Ha ha! That's okay. It's just who you are.
Euden: And everyone loves you for who you are.
Estelle: Y-you... You really are a villain!
Care to Do the Honors?
Estelle: *sigh* What do I do...
Euden: Is something wrong, Estelle? You look upset.
Estelle: Oh, Eduen... Well, it's the children...
Euden: The ones you're teaching, you mean?
Estelle: Yes. Day in and day out, they keep pulling pranks—and they're getting worse.
Euden: Kids don't really know where to draw the line, do they?
Estelle: Those children ought to know better!
Estelle: Between my constant warnings and the Loving Hand, you'd think they'd have learned by now.
Estelle: Maybe I'm just not able to get anything across to them after all.
Euden: Estelle, I—
Estelle: Huh?!
Euden: What was that sound?! Let's go see...
Child A: Oh no, oh no! What should we dooo?
Child B: What CAN we do? It's EVERYWHERE!
Child C: All the ingredients and dishes are all messed up!
Child D: We're gonna get in trouble again...
Estelle: What are you doing?!
Children: Eeep!
Child A: It's not what it looks like, Reverend! R-right, everyone?
Child C: R-right! Yeah! We were just... Ummm...
Estelle: I have had it up to here with you! You've gone too far this time!
Estelle: You...
Estelle: Let go of my arm, Eduen!
Euden: At least listen to what they have to say, Estelle.
Euden: You're a preacher, right? That means, first and foremost, you talk.
Estelle: I...
Estelle: I'm sorry!
Euden: Wait, Estelle!
Estelle: ......
Euden: So this is where you went... I was really worried when you ran off like that.
Estelle: Leave me alone.
Euden: Okay, if that's what you want.
Estelle: ...You were right.
Euden: Hmm?
Estelle: I'm a preacher. I should have resorted to words before anything else.
Estelle: I'm...I'm a failure!
Estelle: There was no way I was ever going to be as good of a preacher as my grandmother!
Euden: I don't think that's true.
Euden: But if you don't believe me, why not ask them?
Estelle: Who?
Child A: Reverend...?
Estelle: Children...
Child D: Um...here.
Estelle: Is this...cake?
Child B: Yeah. Everyone helped bake it. We hope you like it...
Estelle: You made this...for me?
Child A: Daddy always says that presents help people feel better, so...
Child B: We just wanted you to feel better.
Estelle: Oh...
Child C: We tried really hard, but we kinda messed up baking it.
Child D: Sorry it didn't turn out that w-well... *sniffle* Waaaahhh!
Child A, B, and C: We're sorryyyyy! Waaaaah!
Estelle: Oh, my dear children...
Euden: See? They know you're doing your best.
Euden: You're getting through to them more than you think.
Euden: Maybe you're not exactly like your grandmother, but I still think you make a fine preacher.
Estelle: Th...thank you.
Child B: *sniffle* S-sorry, Reverend.
Estelle: Don't be. It's I who should apologize to all of you.
Estelle: I am so sorry I never realized how hard you all were trying.
Child D: Y-you aren't gonna...?
Estelle: Of course not! I am the one at fault.
Child A: So, if it's your fault, does that mean...
Estelle: What? Oh. I suppose so.
Estelle: Would you mind, Eduen?
Euden: Wh-why me?
Estelle: You were so worried about us, it seems only fitting.
Estelle: Please.
Euden: All right. But promise us something. Me and the kids.
Euden: Promise you'll never give up trying to be the best preacher—and teacher—that you can be.
Estelle: Of course!
Euden: Good. Right then, here goes...
Euden: ...There.