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[Yuan's scribbled something in his journal. It's a tally on how often certain people from Aselia have arrived in Luceti, to his knowledge. He was hoping to find a pattern, but there doesn't seem to be one.]

[Voice]

[And just as Yuan finishes locking up the filter, something distracts him, causing him to activate the recording function without realizing it. It's a soft but rapid tapping sound.]

Oh, Selene. [Footsteps, and a window opening.] It's snowing again, hm? ... Come in, then.

[The window is shut again and the journal catches a glimpse of Yuan walking past, holding something small, grey and fluffy in his hand. He's on the other side of the room now, but his voice can still be heard if you listen closely.] I doubt the cold will let up any time soon. It'd be best if you continue to sleep here until winter ends. ... No, I won't mind at all.

[He returns a moment later to find that the journal is recording him and shuts it with an annoyed grunt.]

[Action]

[Four years. Four years of being stuck in Luceti. He remembers being astounded for his first anniversary, but four years is something he never expected to happen. Compared to the long life he's already lived, four years might seem like nothing- just a small fraction. Yet Luceti's always been so hectic, so full of painful and awkward experiences that those four years seem like an eternity in itself.

Martel is in Luceti. Yuan still hasn't spoken to her since she left the house to meet with Mithos. Not properly, anyway. He knows she's all right, because she sent him the occasional message on the journal system, but nothing concrete. He never got around to telling her anything about Cruxis, the Church of Martel, the Desians, the Renegades... All the mistakes they've made after her death. ... He couldn't even tell her that she'd died. But how much had Mithos told her by now? How far would he have twisted the truth? He must've told her who's responsible for his death penalty. There is no excuse for this, Yuan knows that, but he still feels the need to explain himself to Martel.

It's leaving him very restless and the fact that Lloyd is still staying in the house isn't exactly helping that. Despite the cold, he's been venturing out into the forest every day to train- 'Train' being a very generous word for it, because most of the time is being spent just sitting and thinking in peace.

Feel free to catch him either by house 8 or in the forest itself.]

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I'm just... yeah I got... you see there's a light-

[...-er. He hangs his head, mutters "I'm not good at lying" and then looks up again]

Practicing.

[Yuan caught that mutter loud and clear, but he won't comment on it.]

Some form of magic?

Some...thing...like...that?

[FUUUUUUH. This guy probably doesn't know Satan though. Not a lot of people seem to know the real deal. But now he's going to try to shove his tail back up his pants]

[Yuan has no clue what it's like to have a tail, but watching this kid trying to shove it down his pants? Does not seem comfortable.]

Why do you feel the need to hide that tail?

What tail?!

[Yeah, own it. fake it! He can do it!]

Your tail.

[This kid's right about one thing: he's not good at lying.]

There's... not [AVERT EYES. Shove further] a tail?

[Yuan sighs and takes a few steps closer, before sinking down to join Rin in sitting on the ground.]

You're in a village with residents from dozens of different worlds. Some of them less humanoid than others. The animals talk and everyone has wings. Now, I will ask you again. Why do you feel the need to hide that tail?

...Look, ossan, I know all that, okay? [Fine, then he'll sit properly too. He was sort of half-standing after being caught, but] It's just something I've been doin' at home [Until like the second before he left... well no he sort of had in out in Kyoto sometimes, but]

["Ossan"...? What does that even... Oh, forget it.]

Tails aren't common there, I take it?

[In a way, Yuan knows he's being a bit hypocritical. He doesn't want people in Luceti to see his true wings either, if he can avoid it. But stuffing a tail down your pants seems like too much of a hassle.]

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Not on humans, anyway.

[Apparently demons all have them. Or something]

I see. ... What about the blue flames?

That's just... a thing.

What's convenient about Luceti is that these... things hardly draw any attention to you. There are so many residents with abilities like that, that no ordinary human would dare to question it.

[This is coming from a half-elf lightning mage, who is also secretly a 4000+ year old 'angel'. He likes to think he knows what he's talking about, here.]

[He sighs, looking at the ashes of the candles.] Yeah, I know, but people ask still, right? 'Sides, these flames are sorta dangerous.

You will be able to control them with practice, I take it?

That's what we've been hoping.

Next time, I'd suggest using the teleporter to find a private spot at the beach. If the flames truly are that dangerous, practicing in a forest can become troublesome.

The beach is wide open though.

Attempting to light a few candles is less conspicuous than accidentally burning down a portion of these woods. I believe there is still a bit of a 'guardian' living here, who doesn't take kindly to anyone who harms the trees needlessly.

It's not like I'm burning nothi--- wait you mean... was there a wolf or something?

A wolf, yes. Her name is Moro, I believe.

Not run into her yet... I think.

From what I've seen of her messages on the journals, she doesn't strike me as the sort who meets with the villagers very often.

...Well, yeah. [ ... .. ] So what, I'm in danger or something?

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