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Look! You can see the mountain outside!

My god, it's way too close. Is that what the Kjerags call Karlan? Doesn't matter. It's gorgeous!

S-Say, can you close the window...?

Huh?

Th-The wind's too strong. I-I'm starting to have trouble even speaking.

Come on, exaggerating much? It's not that bad, you can take it...

Really? You seriously don't feel cold at all? Look at you. You barely have pants on—

Hey, watch what you're saying, you hooligan.

The tights I'm wearing are thick enough to keep me warm! Not like that lame getup you're wearing!

Owww... Fine, fine, fine. Whatever you say.

Hmph, now get in here. I'm about to take a selfie!

Huh?

Hey, did you hear something just now?

Ladies and gentlemen! Good day! Good day!

Frightfully sorry for interrupting your leisurely sightseeing! Please head back to your seats for the moment and make way. We—

Alright, cut it out with the fancy talk! We don't have time for that!

Sorry, everyone! Out of the way!

Rosalind! That is no way for a lady to speak!

Eh, eh, Rosalind, not so rough. You're about to tear my sleeve off!

Uh, what kind of Kjerag tradition is this?

Should we run up the train like them, too...?

That can't be a tradition, can it? Sounds so stupid. I'm not doing it.

Whatever, let's take our selfie!

Look at the camera! Three... Two...

...One...

I've never been one for tag.

I can't say I'm a fan either. Perhaps we can sit down for a nice conversation?

You're the guilty ones trying to run.

And you'd better keep running. Don't stop.

Oh, by the way, the segment coming up in five minutes offers the best views. If you want to take pictures, there is a better opportunity coming up.

Enjoy your trip.

......

......

And who were those people?

No clue...

But you might just be right. Maybe Kjerag has some kind of tradition of running laps up and down the train...

Well, when in Londinium, as the saying goes...

......

What's wrong, babe? You've been spacing out for a while.

My picture! My picture!

What about it? The lady just now said we should wait another five minutes for better scenery. Might as well listen to her.

That's not what I'm talking about! Look! I got a picture of that lady's face!

She looks kinda familiar. Like I've seen her before somewhere...

But that's not the point! The important thing is her outfit is just so cool!

I'm going to treasure this picture!

Let me show you all something.

This is the famous Kjerag fondue, made with the finest local cheeses to give it its full-bodied flavor. You won't find this taste anywhere outside Kjerag!

Is it really that amazing?

C'mon! Hurry up!

W-Wait, Rosalind... *cough*!

Pardon me, ladies and gentlemen. The fondue's taste is fine indeed, but I recommend adding some pepper for a richer flavor—!

Wh-Who was that?

Again?!

So is this how train trips go in Kjerag? It's just like my friends told me. Very unique.

Man, this is something else with pepper! I love it!

They're all here. I caught 'em all!

Thanks to all of you, I finally caught every last fowlbeast. I don't even know how to begin to show my appreciation...

Make sure your sacks are tied tight this time, old man.

I'll pretend this never happened... but only just this once. Remember, no pets allowed on our trains!

This can never happen again!

Yes, of course. Of course.

O-Oh, young'un, what's the rush?

M-Ma'am! Please don't run on the train!

Hey! You, with the funny hat! Watch... it!

Oh no! My fowlbeasts! My fowlbeasts got loose again!

What the hell is it with these blind boxes? I'm not pulling the limited one at all!

Just one more... Just one more try...!

Hey, watch it, morons! You'll break my blind boxes...

Ahh! I-It's the limited one!

This is the end of the line.

The last car.

Let's call it quits with this game of chase?

Madam, you've won. The outcome is all but certain.

I hope we can...

You talk too much.

—!

I don't have time.

Don't worry, Trilby Asher. I won't forget that you want to talk.

I'll be back later to have a one-on-one chat with you.

......

Now.

Out, or I'll get you out.

A-Ahem.

H-Hey, lady! I'm over here.

*cough*, *spit*. All this dust all on the ground... So, did you need me for something?

It's not you that I'm looking for.

Huh?

But there's no one else here...

Ouch!

(Don't move!)

Enough of this charade.

Wh-What charade? Y-You've got it all wrong!

(Eh, quiet down, will you? I'm trying to keep you out of sight!)

(D-Don't pull my hair!)

......

You're from Rhodes Island?

Huh? I am... You know about Rhodes Island?

Um, are you one of the friends the Doctor made on Rhodes Island's last trip here?

A friend? No, I'm not.

Enough. I don't have time to chat.

Show yourself before my patience runs out.

(Forget it, young lady. Just let me out!)

Haah...!

I'm touched by the fact that you would go to such lengths to help me, Rosalind, but wasn't that a bit too cruel of you...?

Eek... My hair... my moustache.

Finally.

......!

What? So you two know each other?

A-Ahem.

I wouldn't say we know each other. We've merely met a few times.

Madam Degenbrecher, it's been a while. I must've rather embarrassed myself.

Save the pleasantries.

Craigavon, Leone from the mountain needs to see you, urgently.

Leones...? See me?

Hold on, it's Leones who's looking for me, not you...?

He asked me to come find you. That's all.

Why is he so eager to see me?

Now that you mention it, I seem to have forgotten something... Hmm...

You forgot Lily is still waiting for you.

...Right, Lily!

Who's Lily... No way, you forgot your mistress?

Mistress—?!

No, not a mistress. *cough*—

...Lord Viscount, you may well damage Victoria's image if you conduct yourself in this way.

If the Viscountess and your daughter were to learn about this...

Whoa, what a scumbag.

Hold on! Ahem, dammit, Bloody Asher! It's not what you think!

Lily is—

You haven't wasted too much time.

But you'd best climb the mountain and find Leones as soon as you get off the train. He's waiting for you.

Maybe we should split up here. Mamochka wouldn't like me traveling with you.

No, *cough*, Lily—

—Lily's not human!

You're even going to badmouth her like that?!

No, no, no, no. Pff, even I'm cracking up now. Oh, my chest hurts.

Lily's a burdenbeast.

A burdenbeast.

I see.

...Did I not mention it before?

Trilby Asher, would you stop playing dumb!

Do you expect me to believe your spies have never reported on my actions in Kjerag?

Sorry, but the name of the burdenbeast you nursed back to health is not important enough for me to remember.

...So, he's not a scumbag, and he's not in danger?

I thought it was a life-or-death thing, what with us getting chased and all that.

I... *sigh*! Rosalind, this has to do with my reputation!

How much more time do you want to waste?

Don't just stand there like an idiot.

The train is entering the station.