( Rook Hunt ) ( Lab Uniform SR ) My Hunter's Blood is Ablaze 2

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Part 1

[ Location - Alchemy Lab ]

Rook: Oh? He should be taking this elective as well, and yet... I don't see him anywhere.

Vil: Rook, what do you keep looking around for? That's very much unlike you.

Rook: Oh, it's just that I can't find Roi du Leon anywhere. I thought I'd at least see him when he showed up to class, but...

Vil: Well, it's Leona, so I'm certain he's skipping. I've never once seen him actually do his alchemy experiments the way he should.

Rook: I see... What a shame. I truly wanted to compare how he holds a flask and beaker versus how he holds a fork and knife.

Vil: I have no clue what you're going on about, but... I see you're sticking your nose into the business of people from other dorms, as usual.

Rook: It sounds terrible when you phrase it that way. I'd prefer if you called it me doing fieldwork.

Vil: It doesn't matter what you call it; it doesn't change the fact that your have terrible taste.

Rook: Oh, my! Could you perhaps be jealous, Roi du Poison? You are the fairest of anyone here in the academy; you have nothing to worry about.

Vil: Quit joking; it's not funny in the least.

Rook: You're as harsh as ever. I simply don't tire of gazing at Roi du Leon all day, no matter what he's doing— especially when he's outside while the weather is wonderful. It makes me think of my homeland, the vast Savannah.

... Hm?

Vil: What's wrong? Is there something out the window?

Rook: Speak of the devil— it's Roi du Leon. He's dozing off at the edge of the sports field, beneath the shade of a tree.

Vil: My, you're right. He's too far away for me to see, but distance isn't a problem for you, is it?

Rook: Oui. My eyesight has been excellent since I was young, so I'm quite proud of it.



[CG]

Rook: Fufu. Ahh, he truly is the very image of a lion sprawled out on the Savannah.

Vil: Just what is there to enjoy looking at? That man has no positive qualities besides his face. Please knock it off and return to our experiment at once.

Rook: The king who rules the Savannah, Roi du Leon. Though he appears defenseless, his ears stand upright; proof he doesn't fail to remain cautious of his surroundings. However, his current position puts him at a disadvantage. Should he need to escape from a hunter on his tail, it'll only delay his initial reaction.

Ahh, how I regret that I don't have my bow and arrow on hand.

[/CG]

Leona: ...

Rook: Oh? It seems as if he noticed me. The senses of a feral animal are, as expected, quite sharp.

Rook: ... Ah, it's made him leave. Fufu, I'll leave it be, then.

Vil: You say that, and yet your hands still aren't moving. We are in the middle of an experiment, Rook.

Rook: Yes, I'll focus on the lesson. Even a lion sleeping away the afternoon was able to notice me, after all.

Vil: (Sighs)... You're our vice dorm leader, so I'll give you some advice; Leona is smart, but that man is nothing but a deadbeat... He's simply a burden and headache. Please take care not to get too deeply involved with him.

Rook: Is that an order as dorm leader to your vice dorm leader?

Vil: I don't mind if you take it that way; I'd prefer to avoid any disputes with other dorms. I don't remember appointing a fool who harasses herds of wild animals just to satisfy his trite curiosity as my vice dorm leader.

Rook: Why, of course— I would never do anything to disappoint you. But no matter what I do, he sets my hunter's blood ablaze the instant I see him.

It cries, "He's always so calm and collected... I want so badly to drive into a corner as my prey— I want to see him bear his fangs at me. I wonder when that day will come?"... like so.

Vil: (Sighs)... So what you're telling me is that even people like you, who always look so calm, are actually brutal and ferocious in nature?

If that's how you feel, then why don't you join the Magift club? He's the club leader, so I'm sure you'd get to hunt him as much as you want.

Rook: That's an extraordinarily attractive idea, however... If I were to join the Magift club, I wouldn't be able to assist you with the film studies club you run, so my hands are tied.

Vil: Oh, my. That's quite a decent thing to say all of a sudden.

Rook: They're my genuine feelings. I've told you why I joined the science club, haven't I? Whether you desire smoke or fabric dyes, I'm here so I can fulfill your every wish in your pursuit of creating beauty perfect to the eye.

For me, there's nothing more important than showering love and support unto all beautiful things.

Vil: It's true that there's no one more fair than I in this academy. Being the vice dorm leader means you have the front row seat to your raison d'être, hm?

So do take care not to do anything that would cause you to lose that position. If you cause pointless problems, I won't waste any time replacing you.

Rook: I'll take care with my conduct so that you won't dismiss me. I'm much fonder of this vice dorm leader position than I am anything else.

Because it is from here that I can view you, the fairest in all the school, from the best vantage point!

Vil: Oh, is that so. Then cease running your mouth and actually work on this experiment. I absolutely will not tolerate the vice dorm head of Pomefiore's grades dropping.

Rook: Oui!