Reika-sama – 223

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There is a Japanese superstition of hiding your thumbs when seeing a hearse, especially amongst children, supposedly to protect your parents from an early grave. The reason is because the thumb in Japanese is literally called ‘parent finger’.

The Phantom of the Opera is a novel about a deformed builder guy, who is really good at singing. He tutors a Swedish songstress named Christine, who he goes crazy over, and whose childhood friend and love interest is a handsome vicomte named Raoul. Stuff happens, love triangle.


Our first destination was London.

At first we all went to the usual sightseeing locations together. The Big Ben,

the Tower of London,

Trafalgar Square,

Buckingham Palace,

Westminster Abbey, among other places.

For most of us they were all places we’d visited countless times in the past but it was a different experience when you were here with all o f your friends.

At the Buckingham Palace, my group and I had quite a bit of fun taking photos of the Changing of the Guard.

Mister horse, you ran past too quickly~!

They looked just like those toys soldiers. As I faintly wondered just how capable they actually were, I smiled to myself about just how foreign this place felt!

London Tower was scary and I ended up hiding my thumbs without thinking. It was Satomi-kun’s fault for telling me those stories when I was in Japan…

Eh!? They were taking photos here!?

Was I going to be okay…?

I couldn’t hide my thumbs if I was making a peace sign…

“Next up, you’ll be able to see the London Bridge and the Tower Bridge from your window,” said the tour guide as we rode the bus.

The London Bridge… Somehow just hearing that name was enough to play the nursery rhyme in my head.

“Kisshouin-san, are you feeling okay?,” Satomi-kun asked in concern. “You’re swaying.”

Oh gosh. Apparently I was rocking back and forth to the song in my head.

“Say, Satomi-kun? When you hear the words ‘London Bridge’ does it not bring that Mother Goose song to mind? You know the one, London Bridge is falling d──”

“Ah, the one about child sacrifices?”

Child sacrifices──

…SAAAATOOOOMIIIII!

Why would you bring up something so scary just as we’re crossing it!?

I’m a coward, okay!? Stop it already!

Look! I’m hiding my thumbs again thanks to you!

Before this I had been thinking of buying a copy of Old Mother Goose’s Rhymes as a souvenir. I didn’t think I would now…

These were supposed to be nursery rhymes for children so why were the contents so brutal?

Taking an axe and giving her mother and father forty and forty-one whacks…

How on earth did the children of Great Britain fall asleep to these?

Thanks to Satomi-kun scaring the crap out of me, while my roommate Kikuno-chan was in the bath I took the chance to purify the room with salt.

Sorry about the floor, Kikuno-chan.

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The main event for my group during our free day was going to be a musical.

Since that was happenig at night though, before that we were going to do a little shopping and then have some afternoon tea.

We weren’t lacking in things to buy.

Maybe I’d get those rocking horse ballerinas this time around.

Not that I was going to wear them outside, if I did buy them. Walking around in heels like that was too scary for me, so I’d just try them on at home.

Hmm, to buy or not to buy…

Aaah, but more importantly I wanted aromatic candles and essential oils too!

And of course some English tea for a souvenir.

Some pretty books in English too.

I could get Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass for Mao-chan.

Maybe Peter Pan for Yuuri-kun.

Yukino-kun had wanted Old Mother Goose’s Rhymes as well, but was it really okay to get him a book filled with songs about murderers and psychopaths…?

Oniisama liked English brands, so I wanted to find him something too.

Oh, cute cufflinks locked-on!

Maybe I’d buy some ties too!

Haah, shopping is bliss.

When there were too many bags to carry we popped down to the hotel before heading out for more shopping.

After that was what everyone had to try while visiting Britain: afternoon tea.

We passed by a few places that brought out their desserts on plates, but what I really wanted to try was eating from one of those 3-tiered silver stands!

It was like being a princess! I wasn’t going to compromise on those 3-tiered stands!

Appearances were important.

“This scone is quite good.”

“It really is. It goes perfectly with the jam and clotted cream.”

“Truly.”

Great Britain had a reputation for disgusting cuisine, but the food we had seemed crazy good. Maybe it was the atmosphere.

Atmosphere was really, really important, after all.

Scones weren’t exactly a big thing in Japan, but I think after today they’d be a big thing with Reika.

Maybe I could look for a place that did nice scones once I got back home.

Nobody had to know that I actually preferred the biscuits (scones) from a certain American chicken fast food restaurant.

They never gave enough maple syrup though.

…But wow was this jam and cream combination proving itself a formidible adversary to a maiden’s stomach.

I wasn’t the sort to run and hide from an enemy though.

Damned scone, prepare yourself!

“This is so fun~” sighed Ru’ne-chan. “NY and LA are nice too, but Europe is just…”

“I know, right~?”

“Europe is my favourite as well.”

I could understand why they all agreed.

I mean, Europe had castles and ancient cityscapes, fantasy and cute cakes, wasn’t it just a girl’s dream come true?

Serika-chan suddenly sighed.

“But it would be even better if Kaburagi-sama or Enjou-sama were here…”

Right. What was missing from this fairytale atmosphere was a Prince Charming.

Apparently those two fit the bill for her.

Their looks were the only thing going for them, so I supposed they qualified in that department at least.

“Afternoon tea with Kaburagi-sama and Enjou-sama…!”

“Goodness, if it were me I’d be too nervous to eat!”

“Me too! I wouldn’t have eaten more than a bite of the sandwiches from before.”

“Right? Don’t you think so too, Reika-sama?” one of the girls asked me as I was busy duking it out with the scones.

“Eh? Ah, well, I suppose?” I offered.

I suppose if there was a boy I liked nearby, I wouldn’t want to look like a glutton either.

“But you must spend time with them all the time in the salon, don’t you?” Kikuno-chan asked.

“That’s true. Having tea with them must be everyday for Reika-sama. I’m so envious. What are they like in the salon?”

“Tell us, Reika-sama~!”

Hmmmmmm. I mean, they just drank tea and ate food like normal people, I guess.

Not that I could say that without disappointing the girls.

Being the considerate friend that I was, I decided to help out with their fantasies a little.

“They do not do anything special,” I began. “I suppose they just spend time together like we are now. Kaburagi-sama sometimes plays the piano if he feels like it, so we occasionally have the privilege of enjoying that with our tea.”

“Myy!”

Their dreaminess meters filled up at once.

“What about Enjou-sama?”

“Hmm. He often smiles as he quietly drinks his tea. Most of the time he spends his time chatting with Kaburagi-sama. As you all know, the two of them are very close. When Kaburagi-sama plays the piano, Enjou-sama stands by him to enjoy the music. I have even seen them leaning against each other’s backs while reading.”

“How wonderful…!”

“A world with only the two of them…”

“It’s beautiful…”

Well, that last bit actually happened during primary school, but it’s not a lie since I never specified when.

My group stared into space together, no doubt daydreaming about it.

While they were distracted, I got back to my scones.

Don’t rush, Reika.

There’s still the cake monster waiting for you at the top of the tower.

“I wonder what the two of them are doing now…”

“I heard that they were going to watch a soccer game…”

Oh? So that’s what they were doing.

“We can relax then, since it’s just boys that went to that.”

“Yeah. There are lots of girls who are planning to worm up to them during the trip after all.”

“So shameless!”

“It’s especially bad when one of the outsiders try it!”

“I know.”

“I wonder where they’re going when we get to Paris. Touring Paris with them would be like a dream come true.”

“It would, wouldn’t it?”

…In Paris and Rome, Kaburagi was planning on touring dessert stores with Wakaba-chan though~

You better keep the tag-alongs away, Kaburagi!

After we finished up the cake at the top-tier of the platter, we began talking about where to go next.

“We’ve already done our shopping, so what should we do now? We could just rest here.”

“Hmmm.”

Everyone was a bit tired from our earlier shopping but since we were already here I wanted to have some fun.

“Say, since we still have time until the musical, what if we went to the British Museum?”

It was Ayame-chan that suggested this.

The British Museum?

Come to think of it, it was what she was looking forward to the most the whole trip.

I wonder if we’d get to see a cat mummy.

“Good idea. Shall we go?” I asked.

It was a shame to be parting with something as dreamy as afternoon tea, but we had to get going now.

When we got off the taxi we had called, I saw some other Zui’ran students here and there.

Since we didn’t have anything we wanted to see in particular, we all sort of just walked about as we chatted.

“Hmm? Hey, isn’t that…?”

I looked in the direction that Kikuno-chan pointed, only to find Wakaba-chan, Fellow Stalking Horse, and a number of other boys and girls.

So they were here too.

Her bag was strapped to her chest so there was nothing to stop Wakaba-chan from excitedly taking photographs or taking notes.

Sometimes Fellow Stalking Horse would point at an exhibit and say something to Wakaba-chan, which she nodded at in return.

They seemed to really get along.

“Takamichi-san seems awfully friendly with Mizusaki-kun, doesn’t she…” Serika-chan commented.

“They are in the Student Council together, after all…”

The girls were just staring now.

Oi, stop that, guys!

I hurriedly moved them along before Wakaba-chan noticed.

“Ah, Kisshouin-san,” said a surprised voice.

I turned to find Class Rep, Iwamuro-kun, Miharu-chan and Nonose-san in front of the Rosetta Stone.

“My! You all came here as well?” I asked.

So these four were spending their free day together, huh?

Kuh-! So envious…!

“Mhm. The British Museum never gets old.”

The four of them nodded together.

Wow, they really got along.

Mn, the happiness of a disciple was the happiness of their master.

And I was happy but… it was a little vexing.

Wakaba-chan was with a mixed-sex group as well.

Now that I was looking, I could spot other mixed-sex groups from Zui’ran here and there.

It was nothing surprising. We were a co-ed school after all.

So why was it just me that was in a girls’ school!?

After talking to them I found out that the quartet were going to watch the Phantom of the Opera as well.

Ohh~?

Not a surprising choice for a blushing maiden like Class Rep.

“Also, the four of us were thinking about going on a boat tour of the Seine once we get to Paris. Right, guys?”

“Mhm.”

“Yes.”

“Oh…?”

Two couples going on a boat tour down the Seine… Well wasn’t that just romantic.

I was so damned jealous.

…Fine then. Whatever.

I’d already been on one with Oniisama, so there!

And one day I’d definitely find a boyfriend and do the same!

After some parting greetings I watched the four of them leave.

“The Seine. How nice…”

The girls happened to overhear me and thought I was interested in the river itself.

“In that case let’s go on a boat tour too!” they suggested.

Mm. Thanks, girls…

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There was still some time until the musical began so we decided to eat dinner first.

But we had eaten quite a bit during afternoon tea, so we weren’t exactly starving either.

Oh, I know!

“Say, how would you all feel about trying fish and chips?”

Fish and chips were like the national fast food here in Britain.

I knew of it, but I hadn’t had the chance to try it before. After all, every time I’d been here I was with family, so eating something so plebeian was out of the question.

It was something I’d wanted to try for the longest time~

Would the girls go for it?

“Fish and chips…?” came the bewildered response.

“Yes. I have seen it mentioned in quite a few books, so I have always wanted to try it,” came my excuse.

“Ah, so that’s why. I’ve seen it mentioned too, but I’ve never tried it before.”

“Me neither.”

“I might be a little curious…”

“Since we are in the right country for it,” I said, “why not try some?”

“Okay!”

“Agreed!”

Yay! Fast food in London!

Since we obviously had no experience, none of us were sure where to find some, which was why we decided to try looking it up.

In the books I’d read, fish and chips were something that came wrapped in newspaper that you could eat in a park and such.

In the place that we chose, though, apparently it would come to us on a plate.

Fish and potato chips were big favourites of mine, so I was curiously looking forward to it.

But when the food came…

Fish!

Chips!

It was literally just some fish, and some chips.

“…”

…It kind of made me wonder if they couldn’t have prettied this up a bit, or at least made them bite-sized perhaps. It looked a bit low effort. Also there was a lot of it…

B-But perhaps it would taste good! It was so famous after all!

I took a bite.

…It tasted as average as it looked.

Considering that this was their national food I guess the rumours about British food were spot-on…

Long live Japanese commoner food.

Um, sorry, girls.

Bellies filled with grease, we returned to our hotels to change.

Geh, my stomach was bulging a little because of the food…

I reminded myself to stretch before going to bed tonight.

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We arrived to a crowd of Zui’ran students.

It was a popular story after all.

Plus, tomorrow we’d be going to Paris where the real Palais Garnier would be. It was a must-see then!

It wasn’t long before the musical began, and it was wonderful.

The venue wasn’t that big, but the stage was close so it was crazy immersive.

I was completely enraptured.

And when the falling chandelier scene happened I couldn’t help but scream, even though I knew it was coming.

Eh? No! Christine!

Don’t cry, Phantom!

Phantom, you’re the Chief of Paris’ Forever Alone Village, aren’t you!

Since you’re a fellow village chief, let me give you a hearty round of applause.

When the musical finished, even when we left the venue I still felt like I was in a dream.

Everybody else seemed to be under the same effect.

Going to a performance was the right choice! Aah, I felt like breaking into song now!

On the way back to the hotel I spotted Class Rep in tears about it, and Miharu-chan stroking his back.

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I spent the whole day moving around, so I was beaat~

The moment we got back to the hotel I stepped on the golf ball I brought for rolling over my acupoints.

Haah! So good!

At this point I’d probably be comfortable walking around with it strapped to my foot. Slowly though.

Roll roll roll~

Haah~ The Phantom of the Opera was great. Sad ending, though.

Today I was sharing a room with Serika-chan.

While she was in the bath I channeled Christine and sang quietly.

At some point I started getting into it and began dancing randomly as well.

I sang a little louder.

While I was happily singing and posing at some point my eyes made contact with Serika-chan’s, who had at some point come out of the bathroom.

We froze.

──She saw meeeeee!

But then Serika-chan silently closed her eyes before suddenly walking towards me and gently taking my hand.

“Christine!”

Phantom!

Clad in her bathtowel cloak, Phantom Serika beckoned songstress Reika into the darkness.

Let us dance! Laaa laaa~ Lalalalala~!

And that was how the two of us, hand in hand, sang together as we made our way into the bowels of the Palais Garnier.


https://www.viviennewestwood.com/en/rocking-horse-ballerina-red-9004W420006.html

https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/food-and-drink/queen-scones-jam-cream-what-goes-first-debate-cream-tea-outrage-a8260686.html


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108 thoughts on “Reika-sama – 223”

    1. 1. Biscuits (American) and Scones are incommensurable.
      2. Assuming the reference is to KFC, any fish and chip restaurants in the areas where the chapter is set are going to be better. Bojangles, maybe.
      3. I am disappointed she didn’t try some Marmite (which, to be fair, would not go well with scones).
      4. The British national cuisine is Curry.

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  1. Pffft.
    Serika, you sure have it hard…
    Its awkward to come out of the shower to hear Reika singing (is she off tune, i wonder) so Serika probably sang to alleviate the situation hahaha

    Bakaburagi will probably wanna meet Reika to discuss more (more like using Reika as a diary) about how he spent his day with Reika.

    Cue all the misunderstandings.. pfft…

    I wonder if she’ll actually get to spend time with Enjou.. I wanna see them interecting even though Reika doesn’t like him! EnjouxReika forever!!!! Hehehehe

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  2. Don’t apology, we are all grateful that you are translating this novel for us. Take a break from translating if you need it, we’ll miss you and Reika but don’t let translating become a chore that tire you my friend.

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  3. >> I couldn’t hide my thumbs if I was making a peace sign…

    An ojou-sama making a peace sign is a bit…

    >> I took the chance to purify the room with salt.
    >> Sorry about the floor, Kikuno-chan.

    :uwa:

    they’d be a big thing with Reika? I think you made a typo here

    >> As you all know, the two of them are very close. When Kaburagi-sama plays the piano, Enjou-sama stands by him to enjoy the music. I have even seen them leaning against each other’s backs while reading

    Hahahaha.

    >> So why was it just me that was in a girls’ school!?

    Reika T_T

    >>But then Serika-chan silently closed her eyes before suddenly walking towards me and gently taking my hand.
    >> “Christine!”
    >> Phantom!
    >> Clad in her bathtowel robe, Phantom Serika beckoned songstress Reika into the darkness.

    Need fan art of this

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  4. >> Scones weren’t exactly a big thing in Japan, but I think after today they’d be a big thing with Reika.

    “Reika” there should probably another word.

    >> “In that case let’s go on a boat your too!” they suggested.

    “boat your too”

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  5. “And one day I’d definitely find a boyfriend and do the same!”

    That’s definitely a flag, but what kind?
    Normal Flag -> Forever Alone Chief (forever)
    Reverse Flag -> yuReika (tried to be clever, tried)
    Super Reverse Flag -> Reika’s Lily Garden
    Red Herring Flag -> One Day . . . pffft
    Food Flag -> Food

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    1. “Nobody had to know that I actually preferred the biscuits (scones) from a certain American chicken fast food restaurant.

      They never gave enough maple syrup though”

      Also, why has no one told me about this? I can’t recall anywhere with maple syrup biscuits . . .

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        1. KFC’s are near-extinct where I live. And we’re talking the midwest U, S of A. Just as well, I can’t imagine the maple syrup being anything other than some shitty corn syrup substitute. Just revolting. I can’t stand most fast food. I really don’t get Reika’s fascination with shitty food.

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          1. It has a comfortably simple flavour, and the right balance of salt, sugar, and fat.

            I like fast food. The taste kind of varies from region to region though, especially when they start using local ingredients.

            An even greater source of variance is the work ethic of the branch you go to. Some KFC places around here consistently do chicken that is somehow both dry and soggy, and yet others are really quite decent (if unhealthy).

            Also while I was in Japan I kind of got addicted to the shougayaki burgers. It was basically the flavour of shougayaki, somehow made into a gel-ish sauce, and then a patty, onions, and buns. Simple, but in the same way hot potato chips with salt are.

            I don’t understand how you don’t understand the appeal. It feeds on like, simple evolutionary preferences for salt, sugar, and fat.

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            1. Let’s say I wouldn’t eat at a McDonald’s, since there are decent middle-grade place now that do fries and patties way better.

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          2. I know what you mean. I keep wanting to bring in my own, real Maple Syrup, to IHOP (IHOP really does make the best pancakes. It’s just a shame they give you garbage to cover it in.)

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  6. “…was it really okay to get him a book filled with songs about murderers and psychopaths…?” Well, if half the fan theories about Yukino are to be believed then…

    -.-…Reika, eating shouldn’t require endurance. This is why you still struggle with your midriff… -_-|||

    It looks like Reika’s spin on the truth is getting out of hand. Hopefully, it won’t come back to bite her XDD

    Interesting that Reika finds a kindred spirit in a murderous, crazed, obsessive, stalker. Not sure what to read into that ^^; At least they had a fun time XDD

    Thanks so much for the update! Hope your work doesn’t wear you out too much ^-^;

    I’d like to have an authentic English teatime too~ Mmm, scones… But what’s with this debacle over jam/cream? Brits are so weird v(°∇^*)⌒☆

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    1. “It was like being a princess! I wasn’t going to compromise on those 3-tiered stands!”

      Reika . . . you’re as bougie as they come. I’m pretty sure the British Royal family are less 1% than you are at this point.

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  7. Thanks and no apologies needed, you’re well being is more important.

    Man Reika was way too adorable in this chapter all the thumbs bits was hella cute.

    “I couldn’t hide my thumbs if I was making a peace sign…” chef’s kiss

    Every scones bit made me lol.

    They should’ve done a bit more googling to get a great fast food fish n chips shop, presentation will never be ojou-sama levels, but you can still get pretty good fast food fish n chips, but for me afternoon tea will always top fish n chips.

    I like how much more comfortable she is around her friends.

    Serika-chan is a great friend.

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  8. What people don’t tend to know about the Queen’s Guard is that they’re literal soldiers that pulled ceremonial duty. Like people who actually get deployed in the army who just happened to get rotated to this other thing for a time.

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      1. I don’t know what you’re getting at. They’re actual guards. They *will* shove you away or assault you if you aren’t where you’re supposed to be. Actual military. Career soldiers. That doesn’t mean brainwashed, just disciplined and serious about their work.

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  9. I live in England and if you go to the right places, food is actually quite amazing. The rumours are exaggerated to the max and is actually quite dumb- like think rationally. How can an entire country have shitty food? Like we are quite a multicultural country too…. ANYWAYS! The ending was fab how cute they role played and did a little sing and dance lol

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  10. A wonderful trip.!!
    It made me feel really happy, with Serika-chan and Reika-sama doing such things :) I wonder what Serika-chan is thinking at that moment.
    Now I’m actually craving for a different POV of someone in this trip, hehe.!

    — Thanks for the chapter~ ^^.

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  11. The last year school trip began!

    London,Paris ,Rome!

    Glad to see Reika-sama having fun :,) even though its just girl bonding time
    London was fun,huh,except for the food xD a good experience,but,London was the quite stop….The things will get messy staarting in Paris …………..but when will the next chapter be released? ToT

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  12. I’ve been doing a bit of digging around for information on Kazoku families (i.e. trying to find naming styles of the Meiji peerage). I found this post and huh, okay makes a lot of sense of Reika’s social circles.

    ===
    So the point is that titles were important in prewar Japan but holding a title as a peer was only the very pinnacle of a larger group of “commoners” who were anything but – defacto aristocracy, in other words – they shared the same social circles, went to the same schools, ate at the same restaurants, attended the same theaters, married each other, etc.
    ===
    That really sounds like Reika’s Suiran. So I’m assuming Kisshouin, Enjou and Kaburagi all descended from peerages (and possibly further back) and that most their classmates are either new money or descended from distinguished lines who didn’t formally have titles in the Meiji government but still had access to the halls of power.

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      1. Really? That Reddit post up there, if we’re to take it seriously, seems to imply that the Pivoine families are modeled after the Meiji style elite. It neatly explains why the Kaburagis and Kisshouins are so eager to marry their children off to each other.

        The post makes the distinction between a Meiji peer versus being an “aristocrat.” You didn’t have a formal title in the latter case but were still “one of them” and would’ve hung out anyway and married your children off to each other. Some of those having been newly monied elite.

        I assume most of the lesser Suiran families are basically descended from non-peers who still trace their lineage to families that were in the social club and might even have some tenuous blood connection to the Big Three families of the story.

        And it does make it sound like the novel is exaggerating just how Scrooge McDuck Reika’s social world is because shoujo manga setting. It sounds like the real world version at least makes a pretense of looking “middle class.” Rich and powerful, but more in the vein of the Kennedies or something and less in the style of Baroque nobility.

        It kind of neatly shows that while it’d be unusual for Kaburagi to marry somebody like Wakaba, it wouldn’t be entirely unprecedented either, since the bloodlines are more like a loose suggestion and less like an ironclad primogeniture.

        It also makes ream loads of sense out of characters like Ririna or Tsuruhana, as it’s not the least bit scandalous for one of them to marry into the Kaburagis as their descendants wouldn’t see it as marrying down or somehow tarnishing the prestige of their line.

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        1. > seems to imply that the Pivoine families are modeled after the Meiji style elite

          Mmmmmmm. Yeah, honestly not really.

          There’s ‘old industrial magnate’ and ‘old industrial magnate who got started because their family had foundations in nobility before that’.

          Honestly not hard to understand or particularly enlightening imo.

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        2. Like, I mentioned it before but former-Kazoku implies something along the lines of ‘zaibatsu’ more than ‘nobility’ in modern Japan.

          The idea of heriditary nobility and the like only really exist in the Imperial family these days, which is why your focus on “titles” and “nobility” is a bit misplaced.

          The Pivoine are Pivoine because they have a lot of money, and people hang around them because it bodes well for their own businesses down the line.

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  13. Wow, we jumped right in the trip, didn’t we. That was quite a day they had.

    Reika fueling the rumors of ‘good friendship’ between bakaburagi and Enjou so she can keep eating in peace xD Bad Reika, bad!

    Couples all around. Poor Reika..

    Haha, what a great ending. Phantom, Christine! The two were never heard from again..

    Thanks for the chapter :)

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  14. Wasn’t the phantom an escaped mistreated circus freak that murdered someone and the hid in the opera? And wasn’t Christine, French? I read the story in French class during High School, (In French, of course, but an abridged version for like 4th graders in France.)

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  15. I love seeing an update thanks for taking the time to translate.
    I went to work for about 5 weeks without visiting home even tho I was in the same state and wow I now start to value my free time.

    In less than a month it will be anniversary of the series being in hiatus ;_;
    I remember the days when the author posted sometimes up to 3 times per month… someone please freeze me then wake me up when the story continues.

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