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Speaki's Story
I thought Speaki mimicked Ner because she found her pretty, but Speaki says that's not the reason. Ner won't be happy if she hears that.
6 scenes, 321 lines
1. Speaki's Mimicry Is Challenging
47 linesSpeaki's Mimicry Is Challenging
Phantom Marsh
Hmm, hmm. Lalala.
Oh, Speaki. Hello.
Good day, Master!
You're looking pretty as ever today!
Ah, you noticed! What do you think? Pretty, huh?
Speaki twirls and spins where she stands. Cute... but what does she mean by, "What do you think?" H-Has something changed?!
Feeling a sense of anxiety, I desperately look for something different from her usual self.
Uh... You have a new accessory today?
Exactly!
Speaki applauds the fact that I've gotten the answer right. That was rough...
By the way, Speaki. What's your favorite thing to imitate?
Ner!
No thought involved with that, eh? Is that why you're always imitating Ner? Because she is pretty?
Nope. Pretty things can always imitate pretty things!
Umm... I have no idea what she's saying.
Look closely at Speaki.
Hmm...
Huh? What's wrong, Master?
Looking closely, her priestess robes seem somewhat flashier than the ones Ner wears.
How pretty. Did you do a nice arrangement of Ner's priestess robes?
A... arrengy?
No, arrange.
Ohrange?
...Never mind. My bad.
Hmm... I don't get you sometimes, Master.
Whenever I hear that coming from you guys, I feel a wave of shame come over me...
Speaki comforts me, while I drown in a sudden wave of shame.
It's alright, it's okay. It happens.
A sudden wave of depression comes crashing into me too...
Speaki hums and flutters about as if in a good mood. I suppose that reminds me of Ner a bit...
Speaki, if you're not imitating Ner because she's pretty, then why do you do it?
Hmm? You're a dum-dum, Master.
Speaki puts her hands on her hips, sighs, and resolutely says...
Listen here, Master.
Yggdrasil's priestess robes are pretty, but I steal identities in an even prettier way!
That's my method of stealing!
What in the world...
My head starts to hurt from hearing Speaki speak, so I massage my temples.
I am pretty and I wear pretty clothes. That makes me even prettier.
However, it's impossible to match my beauty with just any beauty!
So that's why I wear prettier clothes! Do you get it now?
Hmm... Roughly...?
It seems she's imitating Ner but thinks she's prettier.
Ner thinks that Speaki imitates her because she is pretty...
If she learns the truth, I don't think it'll be pretty... I'll have to take this to the grave.
2. Speaki Loves Pumpkins
51 linesSpeaki Loves Pumpkins
Phantom Marsh
While taking a leisurely stroll through Phantom Village, I came across a somewhat strange sprite.
Huh? Is that a sprite? Er?
I rub my eyes and glance again, but it's clear my eyes aren't playing tricks on me. I am staring at a rather peculiar sprite.
Huh... I thought I was in Phantom Village... The sign also reads, "Phantom Village"...
Wait, are they a sprite who has become a phantom? No, if that were the case, they would have gone to the Weekend Farm, not here...
Oh, hi, Master!
Aha. They're a phantom who has become a sprite, it seems...
Huh?
The phantom-turned-sprite talks to me, head tilted.
I am currently a spriiite!
You're a spriiite this time? Which spriiite are you imitating?
Huh? I am a spriiite named Speaki! Dum-dum...
I'm pretty sure I heard something insulting at the end there...
...Hey.
That sprite-mimicking phantom... I suddenly feel the urge to give her a noogie out of spite...
Ahem, hem. Still, I am an adult.
Sorry? Arrengy?
...Why you little...
The sprite-mimicking phantom starts to zip around the area excitedly.
Sigh... Whatever makes you happy, I guess. My patience seems to grow daily ever since I arrived in this world.
Miss Sprite! O, fairest one of them all? What dost thou like? Aside from teasing me.
Eh? Umm... Since I am a sprite, I like sweet stuff!
All of a sudden, a flash of inspiration.
Sprites like sweet stuff.
That's riiiight. Since you are a sprite, you must like sweet stuff, right?
That's correeect. I am Speaki the Sprite, so I love sweet stuff.
ONLY sweet stuff... Right?
I... g-guess?
Speaki replies hesitantly.
Ha... Haha. I see.
Sprites dislike things that are not sweet.
Then, you must dislike things that are not sweet, right?
I... g-guess?
Because Speaki the sprite is 100% sprite, right?
I... g-guess?
By sweet, you must mean like cotton candy sweet, right?
I g-guess... so...?
Alright. This is my chance. I put on the saddest voice that I can make.
Oh, what a shame... It seems that it's true what they say... Sprites dislike pumpkins.
S-Sorry?
Speaki the perfect Sprite must also dislike pumpkins!
Ah... Ye...no...
Oooooh, what a shame! I absolutely LOVE pumpkins.
Flustered, Speaki speaks through gritted teeth, perhaps to maintain her act as a sprite.
Um... Er... I am a s-sprite. Yeah. The likes of pumpkins do not in...terest me.
Oooooh, how sad. I must go for some of those pumpkins that are not sweet at all, then.
It's an absolute shame that Speaki the Sprite cannot come with me.
As soon as I turn around and pretend to head home, Speaki quickly runs to the pumpkin patch.
Heh. You still have a long way to go, you little punk. Heh... This time, it's my victory.
3. Erpin's Grand Plan
60 linesErpin's Grand Plan
Phantom Marsh
C'mon, Speaki, please! I'm begging you!
No can do!
Argh, whyyyy?!
I hear loud voices coming from somewhere.
It's another noisy day in Phantom Village...
Yes, so it seems. But... is that not Her Majesty's voice?
Whoa, Ner... if looks could kill...
Ner, with that fierce look on her face, immediately rushes us forward in the direction of the voices.
Huh, it really is Erpin! What are you doing here?
Ah, Master? Urgh... and Ner... Hello.
What are you two doing? And what's with all the noise?
Well, you see... Erpin keeps begging me to do something for her that's outside of my comfort zone.
That's what this is about...?
I shoot Erpin a look of disdain. Asking Speaki to imitate herself... Come on...
Why are you asking her to do that? Isn't it generally disliked by everyone...?
Oof, Ner's eyes have begun to narrow into slits. That expression means...
Let's quickly change the subject.
Yeah, why are you asking her to do that when everyone else seems to dislike it being done to them?
She's been pestering me since this mooorning.
Argh, why am I the only one you won't do?!
Because it's troublesome!
Now I can't back down! Do it for me!
Let go!
Ah, do iiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!
Erpin grabs Speaki by the legs and refuses to let go.
Let's alleviate Speaki's curiosity.
Okay, let's hear it. Why are you asking her to imitate you? I'd like to know.
Since I'm the only one she refuses to do, my pride is strangely wounded.
That doesn't seem right...
That expression on your face... You're hiding something...
I'm telling you, it's my pride! I told you the truth, now do it for me!
Ner's expression slowly hardens. Erpin has not noticed yet and I'm starting to break out in a cold sweat...
Argh, why won't you do it?!
To imitate you, I need to get a mountain of cake and eat it all.
What about it?
That's what's difficult.
You just need to eat baked goods and cake... What's so hard about that?
You can do anything if you put your heart into it. Just once! Pleeeeease?
But if I become you, then you cease to be queen, riiight?
Speaki looks at Erpin suspiciously.
Could it be... that you don't want to be queen anymore? You just want to spend your days looking after pumpkins?
At this, Ner's eyes become even narrower and give a sense of bloodthirst.
That's what YOU want to do. I just want to spend my days eating baked g—... Whoops.
Behind Erpin, the scene of a demon rising from the depths plays out.
N-Ner... You're scary...
I'm scared of Ner, too...
Speaki and I hold each other tightly, trembling at the sight about to unfold before us.
Your Majesty...?
Ugh... Argh. I hate all of you!
Erpin quickly makes a strategic retreat. Only then does Ner's expression finally soften, and she pats Speaki on the head.
Did I do well, Ner?
Of course. You did wonderfully.
Ner, with the expression of a lioness who has just eaten and is fully content, pulls out a bulging sack of cinnamon candy and gives it to Speaki.
Ner... So scary...
4. A Midsummer Night's Dream
55 linesA Midsummer Night's Dream
Phantom Marsh
You look excited as always...
Huh?
Speaki, have you ever been angry?
After a brief moment of thinking, Speaki twirls around and replies.
Hmm, I think I rarely get angry. Although I have seen others get angry many times.
Huh? Really? Then what do you do when you get angry?
Then I just steal the identity of someone happy!
With a wink, Speaki begins another strange dance.
...I see. Ugh, you're distracting me! Stop dancing!
Ah!
As Speaki ignores my words and continues to dance, she suddenly shouts with a serious look on her face.
Please don't startle me like that...
Now that you mention it... I did once, yes.
What do you mean...?
If I ever got amnesia, it'd be all because of you troublemakers...
Hmmm? Why are you blaming us for your lack of wisdom?
That's because you always play me like a fiddle...!
Hmmm? What fiddle? I don't see any fiddle around here.
It's a figurative expression!
I got confused because you kept saying what you want...
Hmmm? Why are you blaming me for not being able to follow the conversation?
If I ever end up at the Weekend Farm, it'll be for anger, not amnesia...
Hmmm? Are you going to the Weekend Farm, Master?
No, I'm not!
Then why did you scare me like that?!
...I never did that.
Anyway, the reason I was angry was...
Won't you listen to me...?
It was one hot summer night...
Ignoring what I said, Speaki begins to poignantly recall her past. Why, you little...
Are you listening to me? Hello?
A bunch of werebeasts sneaked into the pumpkin farm.
*Sigh* Whatever, do as you please.
Just like before, they dared to come and steal my pumpkins!
What were they called? Pumpkin Rebels...?
Resistance, you fool... Wait, I guess they're technically Pumpkin Rebels, since that's what they were trying to steal...?
Speaki doesn't know about all that!
And now you're answering...
Speaki decided to steal the identity of the pumpkins. And then...!
And then...?
Speaki, who was just talking in a low voice, suddenly shouts in my ear.
TRICK OR TREAT!
Argh! You scared me!
Surprised by Speaki's perfect disguise, the werebeasts ran away!
Well... I mean... Anyone would be surprised if a phantom suddenly popped up in a pumpkin farm in the middle of the night...
I was really angry that day, but I quickly calmed down after kicking them out!
Sure, whatever... Just keep saying what you want to say. You never change, do you...?
Thanks for the compliment!
That wasn't a compliment!
5. Where Are the Pumpkins Going
49 linesWhere Are the Pumpkins Going
Phantom Marsh
Pumpkin candies sure are delicious...
I like cinnamon candies better, though.
What?!
I'm so surprised that I almost drop the candy I'm eating.
Close your mouth, Master. The candy might fall.
No way!
What do you mean?
Bewildered, I stop eating the candy and tell her seriously.
Speaki, you like pumpkins, don't you?
Yup, I like pumpkins. I like them so much!
And yet you like cinnamon candies better?
Speaki loves cinnamon candies! They're the best!
But you said you like pumpkins?
Yup. I really like pumpkins!
Then what about pumpkin candies?!
Umm, Speaki doesn't like pumpkin candies!
Why?!
Why...? Because cinnamon is the best flavor for candy, of course.
Then why are you even growing those pumpkins?!
Aren't you growing them to eat?!
No? I grow them because I like to look at them.
Then what in the world do you do with all those pumpkins?!
Why grow them if you won't eat them?!
Huh? Pumpkins aren't for eating, they're for looking at.
Speaki tilts her head.
I like pumpkins, but what does that have to do with eating them?
Aren't you growing them because you like to eat them?!
Why should I eat them? Simply looking at them brings me joy.
You mean they are ornamental?!
The fact that Speaki looks at me as if she doesn't understand makes me even more confused.
Then where are the pumpkins going...? where must they go...
I told you they were for looking at, didn't I?
But... what about the ones that shrivel or go rotten as you grow them...?
Ah, that's true... I guess. But they usually grow well because Speaki takes good care of them!
If you won't eat them, then what happens to all the ripe pumpkins...?
Even Ashur's bakery won't be able to take all of them...
And it's not like the werebeasts would steal many of them, either...
Uh oh, she looked angry for a moment when I mentioned the werebeasts.
You worry about all sorts of trivial stuff, don't you?
Well, they say curiosity sends people to the Weekend Farm...
Do you wanna go to the Weekend Farm, Master?
No, I don't!
Hmm... So that's what you were curious about.
The pumpkins all go to the Weekend Farm on their own once they're fully grown! They don't need curiosity to send them!
Weekend Farm this... Weekend Farm that... What a convenient excuse...
Still, I don't see any shriveled or rotten pumpkins here. Maybe they really go to the Weekend Farm...
Could it be that the Weekend Farm is an actual place...?
6. Good Night, Speaki
59 linesGood Night, Speaki
Phantom Marsh
Huh? What brings you here, Espi?
I'm here to ask Speaki for a dream... are you busy right now?
Oh, no. It's fine!
Then can I ask for a dream?
Hmm... Which one would be fun? Let me think for a moment.
Wait. I wanna ask about something.
I raise my hand and ask while the two phantoms are lost in their own world.
Huh? What is it?
Do phantoms dream?
I'm asking this seriously... Do phantoms dream?
Hmm... to answer seriously, no, we don't.
Then how can you ask Speaki for a dream?
Ah, about that...
Tilting her head, Espi smiles brightly and answers.
You know Speaki steals the identities of others, right?
Yeah. I know that.
Sometimes, when Speaki gets too immersed in a role, she can fall asleep.
Do phantoms sleep?
Dreaming means sleeping. Do phantoms sleep?
Huh? We phantoms don't sleep.
But... didn't you just ask Speaki to show her dream?
Hmm... We usually don't sleep, yes. But... we're talking about Speaki here.
Speaki?
Yeah. You know how when Speaki gets too immersed in a role, she almost becomes identical to that role, right?
Uh-huh.
In other words, if she is too immersed in a role of another race that sleeps... she can sleep, right?
Huh...? Oh?
I see...
I've decided!
Ohh, finally!
Speaki seems to have decided to be a werebeast, as she begins to act out their distinctive behavior.
*Yawn* Werebeasts need to sleep, so I need to sleep, too... So sleepy...
Espi approaches the sleeping Speaki and begins to watch her dream.
Ohh...? Oho?
Espi giggles and frowns. Now I'm also curious what the dream is about...
What's so fun about it? Tell me a bit.
Huh? Ah, wait a moment. Let me tell you after waking up Speaki first.
Hey, Speaki. Wake up. I finished watching it.
Zzz... Zzzz...
Huh? She's not waking up.
Umm... Speaki? Wake up.
Espi slaps Speaki's cheek, but she still shows no sign of waking up.
Hey, be gentle... Wait, she's still not waking up? Did something go wrong?
Hmm... I don't think she's going to wake up.
Isn't that dangerous?!
No... She's just in hibernation, so I think it's fine.
Hibernation...? Hibernation-?!
Yup. She stole the identity of a bear this time. She's now dreaming about hibernating.
Hmm... I don't wanna wake her up when she's sleeping so peacefully. Oh well, I'm sure she'll wake up eventually. Let's go, Master.
I wonder if it's okay to just leave her like this, but since I have nothing else to do, I follow Espi.
A few days later, I ask Espi how Speaki is doing.
Other phantoms asked the same. She's still asleep.
Still? Is she gonna be okay?
Surprised by the answer, I ask another question. But Espi simply grumbles how other phantoms asked the same question and leaves.
Will Speaki ever wake up...? Maybe she will, after enough time for a winter to pass...



