Chapter 160 W'at The 'eck

 

Chapter 160 W'at The 'eck

 

Even in this world, weird tones and dialects are indeed exists.

However, this isn’t Japan, even his words weren’t in Japanese, it’s the language of this world.

However, why? What is this dejavu like feeling?

Me, Kagami, and Milco thought of the same thing.

“W’ateeeveeeeeeer!” (Jackpot)

The man let out wild fighting instinct in it’s entirety, a flame that can even boil the pits of hell.

He’s a show-off, seems having bad head, however, his figure that lay bare everything, it feels nostalgic somehow.

“Kuuh, I knew it, Jackpot’s fights are refreshing!”

“But still, he’s too strong that it’s a pain for the bet.”

“Enough already, is there no one that can put a black mark on him?”

As the voices of the gamblers of the casino spread through the underground arena, the fighter who punched out his fist ・Jackpot was turning his back and was about to leave.

However, a voice hurriedly tried to stop his retreating back.

“What are you doing, big brother!”

Having jumped over to the to the railing of the audience seat, it was Yuzuriha.

“Hnn? Ooh, ain’t it Yuzuriha! W’at ‘re ya doin’ in t’is kinda place!”  (Jackpot)

Whether or not he really already saw Yuzuriha, Jackpot suddenly turned into a good onii-chan and waved his hand with a buzz and smiled.

However, Yuzuriha made a [twitching] sound at that optimistic appearance of him.

“Bastard..... you even took my salary, just how long are you going to play senile, do you want to get killed!” (Yuzuriha)

“Hn? Ooh~, ah~, sorry sorry, forg’ve me, Yuzuriha! Onii-chan  isn’t forgettin’ ‘bout you or anyt’ing alright!” (Jackpot)

“You already forgot! You must have gambled a lot and forgot what you planned firstly! I’ll kill, I’ll kill you! Trash brother!”  (Yuzuriha)

“Ahh, dang, that’s ‘ight! Candy-chan. I’ll giv’ candy-chan! I’ll buy the candy-chan ya love to licky licky a mo’ntain. So, ple’se forg’ve me!” (Jackpot)

“I’ll take candy-chan! But I’ll still kill you!” (Yuzuriha)

As they ignore the casino’s customer around them, the two siblings quarreling kept going on. As expected, the customers started to be noisy.

However, as we three still late to give our response.

“Fighter Jackpot. The next fight is about to start, please begin to.....”

“Yea, ma bad ma bad. I’ll head out rightaway.” (Jackpot.)

The quarrel that no one knows when would end, the arena observer urged them out with the reason of the next fight about to begin, Jackpot quickly ran outside with cackling laughter.

“Big Brother!” (Yuzuriha)

“Well ‘hen, Yuzuriha. Onii-chan got s’me formalities to do ‘fter this! Ya sh’uld go play fer now, I’ll treat ya lot’s o’ food later!” (Jackpot)

He’s so free and uncontrolled, not sparing a glance at other’s trouble.

Seemingly without any ill intent, Jackpot ran inside the entrance for fighters.

“That, trash brother trash brother trash brother!” (Yuzuriha)

“Haha...... It appears he didn’t even realize about myself-zou. As always, that part of him where he care not of others around him is very similar to his father-zou.” (Kaizer)

And then, Yuzuriha stomped on the ground irritated.

However, we were thinking.

Rather than similar to his father, isn’t he already like that in the first place instead? And.

“Despite it’s not even Japanese, how the heck he can do Kansai dialect?”

That’s the only words I managed to wring out.

“Who knows, I also don’t know something like that aight. But, it’s like..... like this~, there’s this kind of nostalgic feeling.” (Kagami)

So Kagami also felt like that? It’s not only me it seems.

It’s a nostalgic way of talking somehow.

And not only that, what about that behavior?

“Kagami, you made this place right? What’s up with it?” (Velt)

“Nah, I also don’t friggin’ know. Maybe, he’s a new face that’s just recently came here? He seems to be Yuzuriha’s brother after all.” (Kagami)

“Yeah, it’s certain that he’s Yuzuriha’s big brother. The problem is, that big brother’s true identity.” (Velt)

Could it be? Towards the shock that don’t need to be said, we still unable to regain our calm.

“Milco, what do you think?” (Velt)

I looked at Milco who’s supposed to feel the most about that Jackpot.

However, even Milco seems unable to make a judgement, his eyes seems unsettled.

Still, it must be said.

“The positive proof.....is  bad, Ryuuma, Mister Kagami. What me is thinking right now, maybe it’s the same as you are all.... no, maybe me should say it’s a completely same person?” (Kishin)

Well, I bet so.

It’s a feeling that only us three able to understand.

That Jackpot guy, could he be? Before anyone knows, we three already thought like that.

And then....

“Oh, President Mackey! I heard you got arrested, why are you here?”

“It’s the President! The President!”

“Whooah, this is a surprise. The President has revived!”

“Yeah~, this is joyful occasion. Eversince General Tyler replaced President, The thrill gone away.”

“Please bring out more interesting attractions!”

Right after they noticed Kagami, the visitors raised their voices.

He’s popular for once after all.

And in the midst of that,

“President Mackey! Is President Mackey here!”

Along with an excited voice, a crowd of people in black outfit came gathering around us.

Seeing his figure, the man standing at the front grinned at Kagami and brought out his hand.

“Ooh~, ain’t it Ciel. It’s been friggin’ a while. What’s you’ve been up to?” (Kagami)

Heck, Ciel? So it’s Ciel!

“Yes. There’s been many things happened after Shirom got destroyed. Two years ago, the auction got demolished, the slave supply division got abolished and I ended up losing my position, then I reluctantly got into Underground Casino...... and right now I became the person in charge of the hall here.” (Ciel)

“Heeh~, is that so. Yeah~ ‘rry sorry. Since I got arrested the management are being done by other guys after all, so I got no idea~.” (Kagami)

“It’s fine, but still, as long as we have President Mackey! Huh..... have you got released, President?” (Ciel)

Ciel. If I’m not mistaken, we met this guy before we got to Shirom. It was the time when Musashi’s junior was about to be delivered to this guy by a slave merchant.

In the end, we got separated when Isamu attacked Shirom and lost contact thereafter, so he’s alive.

“And, President. Who are these personages?” (Ciel)

“Aah, they’re my friends.” (Kagami)

There’s no particular reaction even when he sees me. Well, he also got done in by that thing two years ago, it can’t be helped that his memories got erased.

“Hihahaha, still, after the organization got transformed, I thought slaves and bounties won’t get much use but, ain’t this place still wild and fired up as always.” (Kagami)

“Yes, it is so. In fact, because big wars became scarce, many nations and various races reduced their armies and experienced distress, the soldiers who lost their jobs dream of making rich quick and then came to the arena after all.” (Ciel)

“I see~. And, even that kind of monster’s coming here right now eh?” (Kagami)

“It is. He’s a real windfall. He suddenly came and said [ain’t there stron’ un’s here?], he kicked away the lined up veteran warriors, and jammed himself into top spot in one go, a monster.” (Ciel)

When Kagami pointed with his chin to the entrance for fighters, Ciel nodded somewhat excited.

He might be having some reasonably shady conversation but well, he’s already like that in the first place, if I got charmed by this mad festival right now even my mind gonna go mad.

But, I don’t care about that right now.

“Hey, I wanna meet that Jackpot guy, so what should I do?” (Velt)

“Eh? You want to meet Jackpot? If so, I can lead you to the waiting room....” (Ciel)

If that guy is really what I think he is, then I need to confirm it.

“Yeah, money can be taken later, I also got so interested I just can’t help it. Murata-kun you must be thinking so too, right?” (Kagami)

“Of course” (Kishin)

“What is it? You trashes, you know something about my big brother?” (Yuzuriha)

“I too am also been a while since meeting with Prince Jackpot but, what connection do Velt-kun and all of you have with him?” (Kaizer)

Connection huh. Well, rather than having one, it’s more accurate to say that I’m ascertaining if it’s actually exist or not.

“And, Kaa-kun. It’s rather late asking about it now but, what kind of guy that Jackpot is?” (Velt)

“Hm? What kind of guy he is, well, among the great numbers of Isamu’s children he be especially a strong one-zou. Princess Yuzuriha is also like that but, he is a mixed blood of the dragon race who is a superior battle race even among the demihumans with the lion race who is a race of proud rulers-zou. Because the two weren’t interested in the war they didn’t have any fame in the world scale, but they are those who hold unusual qualities ever since birth-zou.” (Kaizer)

A mix blood of dragon and lion. That’s something unfair just by existing.

Furthermore, the one who horsebreed him was that Isamu. If we talk about it in terms of horse racing, Grade 1 horse mate with Grade 1 horse.... nah, he’s born from the thoroughbreds of national class Grade 1 horses.

And well, I guess it’s natural for Yuzuriha to be raised into this kind of cheeky brat.

“What? Trash, why are you looking at me?” (Yuzuriha)

However, what I, Kagami, and Milco wanted to know is, isn’t the topic about his birth.

“It’s not about that, I want to know what kind of guy he actually is.” (Velt)

What kind of man the person called Jackpot is? That’s what we wanted to know.

“Hmmm, what to say..... well, I heard from rumors..... he really loves to play. He doesn’t have any interest with killing each other in war for political reason or any great cause, his only purpose in life is in simple fights without any reason and gambling. He said he wanted to live as he pleased, without any fetters, I’ve heard that he be always in quarrel with his parents-zou.” (Kaizer)

Literally translating it, he’s a no brainer that really likes to hang around.

And along with that, he gambled and got himself cornered, does he wanted to feel the momentary sense of accomplishment from overcoming that?

“Hey, Milco. Now that I think about it, that guy...... it’s not like he gambled because he wanted money. It’s just, he enjoyed the felt thrill from winning it.”

“Yes. Be it gambling or fighting, he enjoyed clashing against his enemy and winning. He’s that simple of a guy.” (Kishin)

“Well, thanks to that there’s many times I got to be in a painful times, he’s really a pain in the ass kind of guy. Because he gambled at a horse racing arena in Yakuza’s turf and won a windfall over and over, they targeted his life in retaliation of it, it made me unable to go to school for a while after all.”

“Hahahahaha. Still, that guy won the bet. He proposed the Yakuza to be his opponent in Russian Roulette, and because the result of the match was in his favor, his opponent gave up in anger.” (Milco)

“Rather than humiliating Yakuza, he said something like he was very nervous when pulling the trigger for the Russian Roulette, he was a crazy guy that kept on boasting for something like that.” (Velt)

It exists. That kind of guy. Long long time ago, in a world before this world, it was a topic of the previous life in the previous world.

Having no place in school, the delinquent that the society saw with eyes as if seeing garbage kept on wandering aimlessly in the streets alone.

As we were going while being guided by Ciel, our gait gradually quicken step by step.

“Well then, beyond this is the waiting room.” (Ciel)

It was a place a little bit of walk away from the audience’s seat, we arrived in front of a door with nothing unusual about it.

The moment Ciel reached his hand and opened the door, inside the wide room that looks like a locker room, men with muscular looks were gathering in front of a table, surrounding a single man.

“Ya see, how ‘bout t’is? We play poker, ya all will fight in a ma’ch again’t the card t’at I drawn out. If e’en just one of ya can win again’t me, I’ll g’ve ya all the mo’ey I’ve got from the fight all th’s while. But on o’er hand, if ya all lost, I’ll take all of yer’s. How ‘bout it?”

Only one person clearly brought out a different kind of atmosphere.

He so casually brought out a match disadvantageous for himself, behaving with no agitation and in leisure while being surrounded by enemies all around all alone.

Moreover, against that single man, the expressions of those muscular men were looking frail.

“No, that’s..... impossible.”

“And well, betting our entire wealth....... today’s winning reward was none after all.....”

“Even if it’s just you as our opponent..... it’s just too much.”

 They’re withering down. Not because of hitting or killing each other. But because a dare of having card match. Moreover they’re definitely have advantage in personnel number.

Despite so, there’s no one that up to challenge him, they all casted their heads down.

At that situation, the man sulked and made a disappointed expression.

“Gee, how borin’. Jus’ say yer scared. If yer a man ya sh’uld throw ev’rything into fig’t. Ev’n if yer scared ya need to bet yer own fut’re with guts, or it just won’t be inte’estin’.”

It’s not like he wants money. Its just, he loves to win after a match.

And surely, seeing it up close like this, we can’t help but feel unnecesarily nostalgic.

“Pardon our intrusion.”

“Hey, big brother!”

Upon seeing us entering the waiting  room, Jackpot’s face turned startled.

“Ooh, manager-han. And, ain’t it Yuzuriha! Ya, good that ya came ‘ere!” (Jackpot)

“Stop joking around! You won’t escape anymore, stupid brother!” (Yuzuriha)

“Wait wait, ‘ere, it’s lickey licky candy. I’m sorry leavin’ ya alone. I’m givin’ ya candy-chan so please forg’ve me.” (Jackpot)

“This guy this guy this guy this guy!” (Yuzuriha)

The strongest race, in front of his little sister he is hurrying and making a flustered expression.

Well, in any world maybe the strongest one in a family is a woman after all.

Perhaps not knowing Yuzuriha’s existence before, the arena’s fighter seemed quite surprised seeing the expression Jackpot first time showing.

“.............hey.” (Velt)

“Hey, you.” (Kishin)

“Hm? ‘sup, onii-chan guys.” (Jackpot)

As my heart loudly throbbing unbearably, to the Jackpot who’s in front of us, I asked it.

“You....................................................................................................... are you Juromaru?” (Velt)

“Hah? Who’s t’at? Juromaru?” (Jackpot)

Huh?

Me and Milco’s eyes turned into dots in an instant.

Do we mistaken it?

No, it can’t be......

“No, like I said, you, aren’t you Juromaru? Kimura Juromaru?” (Velt)

“Hah? Like I said, what ya mean? Is it som’one’s name? Do I ‘ave that kind of name?” (Jackpot)

Eh..............?

“He, hey! You are Juromaru, aren’t you? Don’t you recognize me? Me is Milco. Murata Milco.” (Kishin)

“It’s me, me, Ryuuma. I’m Asakura Ryuuma.” (Velt)

“Wait, wha? Eh, we get it wrong? He isn’t Kimura-kun?” (Kagami)

Despite us three got rolled up in confusion and hung our heads, Jackpot only shook his head.

“There’s no way this can happen! Then, what’s up with that way of talking! Why it’s Kansai dialect!” (Velt)

“Kansai dialect? What’s t’at, a sort of bento? I dunno myself but, I’ve been like t’is since I was born.” (Jackpot)

TL note: Kansai dialect (関西弁/Kansai ben) so Jackpot here mistaking ben for bento.

There’s no way......

“That’s the truth. My big brother’s way of talking is beyond repair. Both my father and mother tried to fix it but gave up.” (Yuzuriha)

No well, but still, it can’t be happening.

At least he should be able to know Milco and Me.

“No, this kind of atmosphere and way of doing things, he must be Juromaru.” (Milco)

“Yeah, I think so too. But, why? Why, this guy......” (Velt)

What in the world has happened? When I thought that, I realized a certain thing.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!” (Velt)

“Wha, what’s wrong, Ryuuma?” (Milco)

“He, hey! Hey, Milco, Kagami! You guys, when did you guys remember your past lives’ memories?” (Velt)

“Eh? Me was..... when I’m at the coronation, several years later....... uh.....” (Milco)

“I had it at quite the young age ‘ight.” (Kagami)

Anyway, I was at six.

That’s right, it’s scattered apart.

We who already dead and came back to life, the time when we regain back our previous life’s memories was scattered apart.

“Could it be....... Juromaru......he still hasn’t got his previous life’s memory back?”(Velt)

“ “..............................................aah!” “

It might be because we talk something like this at this kind of time but........ those words...........

“Oi, w’at’s up with ya, ya guys onii-chans. Memories? Previous life?........” (Jackpot)

W'at the 'eck!

 

TL note: Previously I translated his name Juromaru’s name as Jugomaru I think.

 

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