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一方私たちは公共というもののニュアンスに慣れていません何が公共の空間を特別なものにするのでしょうか? 実はこのテーマは私たちのスタジオがこの10年間取り組んでいることでいくつかのケーススタディを行ってきました私たちは多くの労力を使い廃墟となり誰も見向きもしなくなったこの工業施設を脱工業的で活気にあふれ過去と未来をつなぐ空間へと再生していますまた時代にそぐわなくなった場所を現在に結びつける活動にも力を入れていますリンカーンセンターでの例は普段はオペラチケットに300ドルも出せない一般市民にもその場が開かれるようにしました私たちは公共の空間で何かを食べたり飲んだり考え事をしたり生活したり長い時間を過ごしていますそのことからわかることは真に有用な公共空間を作るためには建築や都市計画風景やメディアデザインその他もろもろの区別を取り払う必要があるということですこれらの区別を越えなくてはいけません現在私たちはワシントンD.C.で次のプロジェクトに取り組んでいますハーシュホーン博物館ですそれはアメリカで最も知られている公共広場ナショナル・モールに隣接していますナショナル・モールはアメリカ民主主義のシンボルです素敵なことにこのシンボルはものや画像人工物ではなく空間なのです両脇の建物によって形作られるただの空間です市民が意見を述べ力を示せる場所ですここはアメリカ史におけるいくつもの歴史的瞬間の舞台となりそれらが永遠に刻み込まれています例えばワシントン大行進やマーティン・ルーサー・キングの素晴らしいスピーチがありましたベトナム戦争への抗議デモやエイズ流行の問題を訴えるデモ女性の性と生殖の権利を訴えたデモはつい最近のものですナショナル・モールはこの国で市民が意見を唱える上で最も偉大な場所なのですナショナル・モールは言論の自由そのものですたとえ明確に言いたいことが分からなくてもです市民感情のはけ口となる場所なのかもしれません市民のエネルギーがあふれるモールとそれを囲む博物館の間には大きな壁があると私たちは考えていますこれらの博物館は多くの場合受動的なのです展示をする側の博物館と情報の受け手としての観客の間には受動的な関係があります私たちは恐竜を見たり昆虫や機関車のコレクションなどを見ることができますしかしそこに参加しているわけではなくただ話を聴くだけです 2009年にリチャード・コシャレックがハーシュホーン美術館のディレクターに就いたとき彼は美術館が合衆国で最もユニークな場所すなわち― 連邦政府権力のお膝元にあることをうまく利用したいと考えました芸術と政治は常に本質的かつ無条件で密接に結びついているものですがワシントンではワシントン固有の特別な関係性がありうると考えています芸術は究極的な意味において国家的・世界的な事柄に関する対話に入っていくことができるのでしょうか? 博物館は文化交流における外交の役割を担えるのでしょうか? ワシントン D.C.には180 以上の大使館 500以上のシンクタンクがありますこの知的で国際的なエネルギーを取り込み博物館を通して活かす方法が何かしらあるはずですそれには専門知識を持ったブレーンが必要ですそこで私たちがハーシュホーン美術館の手助けをすることになりリチャードのチームとこのミッションに取り組んでいますそれは彼の活力の源泉となっています現代美術の展示を超えてハーシュホーンは公のフォーラム芸術や文化政治や政策に関する議論が行われる場所になろうとしていますそれは世界経済フォーラムのような国際的な影響力を持つでしょう TEDカンファレンスのような学際的な場にそして街角のような気軽さを持つ場になるでしょうこの新しい構想を実現するにはハーシュホーン美術館は現代的で柔軟性のある建物に生まれ変わる必要がありますこれがハーシュホーン美術館です直径70メートルのコンクリート製ドーナツです 70年代初頭ゴードン・バンシャフトが設計しました武骨で物静か閉塞的かつ尊大これはデザインの挑戦です建築家から憎まれながらも愛される建物で良いところの一つは建物が地面から持ち上げられており空っぽで何もない中心部分を持っていることですその外観は企業や連邦政府のスタイルによくあっているようです中心部分を囲むリング状の建物が実際のギャラリーとなっています展示会をするのはとても難しいですハーシュホーンがオープンしたときニューヨーク・タイムズの評論家エイダ・ルイーズ・ハックステーブルは「モダンなネオ刑務所」「不完全なコレクションのための不完全な記念碑と不完全なモール」と表現しました 40年が経ち新しい進歩的プロジェクトにおいてこの建物はどのように拡張されるのでしょうか? 一体どこに広げれば良いでしょう? ナショナル・モールの中に増築するスペースはありません中庭に新しい建物を作ることもできませんすでに風景と彫刻美術によっていっぱいです中心の空間はどうでしょうか? しかしどのようにすればこの中央の空間を取り出し外から見えるようにできるでしょうか? どうすれば象徴的なものになるでしょうか? どのような言葉を用いればよいでしょうか? ハーシュホーンはモールの中でも記念碑的な施設の中に位置していますそれらのほとんどは新古典主義です重く不透明で石やコンクリートで作られています問題はそこに居場所を見つけたとしてモールの材料は何になるのかです周りを囲む建物とは異なる材料になるでしょうそれは全く異なるものになるでしょうそれは空気のようなものでしょう私たちはそれは光のようなものだとも想像していますそれははかなく形のないものでしょうそしてそれは自由なものでしょうこれは大きなアイディアです巨大なエアバッグですエアバッグは入れ物のかたちを反映しつつも建物のてっぺんやら端やらから溢れ出してきます詩的に言うのであればナショナル・モールに満ちる― 民主主義の空気を吸いこんで内部に取り込んだ建物だといえるでしょう改修前と改修後ですメディアには「泡」と称されましたラウンジです泡の内部は基本的にひとつづきの空間で様々な方向に溢れ出しています膜となる部分は半透明ですシリコンコーディングのグラスファイバーを使っています年に2回 1ヶ月ずつ膨らむ予定ですこれが内側からの眺めです我々がどのようにして連邦政府の承認を得ることができたのか不思議に思うかもしれませんこのプロジェクトは二つの機関によって承認される必要があったのですがその一つはナショナル・モールの尊厳と神聖さを守るための機関ですこの形を見せるたびに顔を赤らめてしまいますがみなさまの解釈にお任せしますひとつ言えることはそれは偶像破壊と崇拝の組み合わせですさらに創造的な解釈も使いました 1910年の建築法によるとワシントンD. C.での建物の高さは尖塔やドーム、ミナレットを除いて約40メートル(130 フィート) 以下に制限されています逆に言うと教会や国家の建造物であれば法適用が免除されるわけです私たちの泡は 45メートル(153フィート)あります横には神殿を表示しています中には3万4千立方メートルの圧縮空気が入っています私たちは泡が聖堂として扱われるように交渉しました泡は堂々たるモール内の建物に並んで泡は堂々たるモール内の建物に並んで非常に堂々としていますねハーシュホーンはランドマークとなる建物ではありませんが歴史的な事柄にとてもとても気をつかう必要がありますこのため私たちは建物の表面に触れることができず痕跡を残すことは許されませんでしたこのため泡は端からケーブルによって引っ張られ固定されますボンデージ技術のケーススタディですこれは実際に非常に重要なところです泡は常に風を受けているからです上部には鉄製のリングがついていますがモールの中からこれを見ることはできませんまた光の加減についても制約がありました泡は半透明のため内部から輝きますしかし国会議事堂やその他の施設よりも輝いてはいけないのです泡があまり明るくないのはこのためなのです泡は年2回だけ出現します泡は配送トラックから降ろされます立ちあげられますそして低圧縮空気によって膨らみますそしてケーブルによって固定されますそして底に重しとして水が入れられますモールを管理する役人たちに設置期間を尋ねられたのはとても奇妙な瞬間でした最初の設置には1週間ほどかかりますと言いました彼らはそのことがとても気に入りましたそのあとは簡単でしたですので政府やその他の機関を説得するのに実際には言うほどのハードルはなかったのです一方で技術的には難しいハードルがありましたこれは縦糸と横糸ですこれは点群ですここに強い圧力がかかります泡はこれまでに例のない建築物です重力による圧力がかからない一方全方向への圧力がかかりますそろそろプレゼンの締めに入っていきますここが活動が行われるスペースです議論のための柔軟な内装このような感じです内側では光や再構成を利用したパフォーマンスや映画や展示などいろいろなことに使えます最初のプログラムとして外交問題評議会と共同で企画されている文化対話と外交に関するプログラムが計画されています形式と内容がここでは一緒になっています泡は反建築物です参加型民主主義の理想が厳格さよりはしなやかさによって表現されます芸術と政治が博物館の壁の外の曖昧な空間を満たしていますがしかし博物館の中央部分ではその空気がモールの民主主義の空気とブレンドされるのです泡が最初にふくらむのはうまくいけば 2013年の終わり頃になるでしょうありがとうございました	But we're less attuned to the nuances of the public. What translates generic public space into qualitative space? I mean, this is something that our studio has been working on for the past decade. And we're doing this through some case studies. A large chunk of our work has been put into transforming this neglected industrial ruin into a viable post-industrial space that looks forward and backward at the same time. And another huge chunk of our work has gone into making relevant a site that's grown out of sync with its time. We've been working on democratizing Lincoln Center for a public that doesn't usually have $300 to spend on an opera ticket. So we've been eating, drinking, thinking, living public space for quite a long time. And it's taught us really one thing, and that is to truly make good public space, between architecture, urbanism, landscape, media design and so on. It really goes beyond distinction. Now we're moving onto Washington, D.C. and we're working on another transformation, and that is for the existing Hirshhorn Museum that's sited on the most revered public space in America, the National Mall. The Mall is a symbol of American democracy. And what's fantastic is that this symbol is not a thing, it's not an image, it's not an artifact, actually it's a space, and it's kind of just defined by a line of buildings on either side. It's a space where citizens can voice their discontent and show their power. It's a place where pivotal moments in American history have taken place. And they're inscribed in there forever -- like the march on Washington for jobs and freedom and the great speech that Martin Luther King gave there. The Vietnam protests, the commemoration of all that died in the pandemic of AIDS, the march for women's reproductive rights, right up until almost the present. The Mall is the greatest civic stage in this country for dissent. And it's synonymous with free speech, even if you're not sure what it is that you have to say. It may just be a place for civic commiseration. There is a huge disconnect, we believe, between the communicative and discursive space of the Mall and the museums that line it to either side. And that is that those museums are usually passive, they have passive relationships between the museum as the presenter and the audience, as the receiver of information. And so you can see dinosaurs and insects and collections of locomotives and all of that, but you're really not involved; you're being talked to. When Richard Koshalek took over as director of the Hirshhorn of the fact that this museum was sited at the most unique place: at the seat of power in the U.S. And while art and politics are inherently and implicitly together always and all the time, there could be some very special relationship that could be forged here in its uniqueness. The question is, is it possible ultimately for art to insert itself into the dialogue of national and world affairs? And could the museum be an agent of cultural diplomacy? There are over 180 embassies in Washington D.C. There are over 500 think tanks. of harnessing all of that intellectual and global energy into, and somehow through, the museum. There should be some kind of brain trust. So the Hirshhorn, as we began to think about it, and as we evolved the mission, with Richard and his team -- it's really his life blood. But beyond exhibiting contemporary art, the Hirshhorn will become a public forum, for issues around arts, culture, politics and policy. It would have the global reach of the World Economic Forum. It would have the interdisciplinarity of the TED Conference. It would have the informality of the town square. And for this new initiative, the Hirshhorn would have to expand or appropriate a site for a contemporary, deployable structure. This is it. This is the Hirshhorn -- so a 230-foot-diameter concrete doughnut designed in the early '70s by Gordon Bunshaft. It's hulking, it's silent, it's cloistered, it's arrogant, it's a design challenge. Architects love to hate it. One redeeming feature is it's lifted up off the ground and it's got this void, and it's got an empty core kind of in the spirit and that facade very much corporate and federal style. And around that space, the ring is actually galleries. Very, very difficult to mount shows in there. When the Hirshhorn opened, Ada Louise Huxstable, the New York Times critic, had some choice words: "Neo-penitentiary modern." "A maimed monument and a maimed Mall for a maimed collection." Almost four decades later, how will this building expand for a new progressive program? Where would it go? It can't go in the Mall. There is no space there. It can't go in the courtyard. It's already taken up by landscape and by sculptures. Well there's always the hole. But how could it take the space of that hole and not be buried in it invisibly? How could it become iconic? And what language would it take? The Hirshhorn sits among the Mall's monumental institutions. Most are neoclassical, heavy and opaque, made of stone or concrete. And the question is, if one inhabits that space, what is the material of the Mall? It has to be different from the buildings there. It has to be something entirely different. It has to be air. In our imagination, it has to be light. It has to be ephemeral. It has to be formless. And it has to be free. So this is the big idea. It's a giant airbag. The expansion takes the shape of its container and it oozes out wherever it can -- the top and sides. But more poetically, we like to think of the structure as inhaling the democratic air of the Mall, bringing it into itself. The before and the after. It was dubbed "the bubble" by the press. That was the lounge. It's basically one big volume of air that just oozes out in every direction. The membrane is translucent. It's made of silcon-coated glass fiber. And it's inflated twice a year for one month at a time. This is the view from the inside. how in the world did we get this approved by the federal government. It had to be approved by actually two agencies. And one is there to preserve the dignity and sanctity of the Mall. I blush whenever I show this. It is yours to interpret. But one thing I can say is that it's a combination of iconoclasm and adoration. There was also some creative interpretation involved. The Congressional Buildings Act of 1910 limits the height of buildings in D.C. to 130 feet, except for spires, towers, domes and minarets. This pretty much exempts monuments of the church and state. And the bubble is 153 ft. That's the Pantheon next to it. It's about 1.2 million cubic feet of compressed air. And so we argued it on the merits of being a dome. So there it is, very stately, among all the stately buildings in the Mall. And while this Hirshhorn is not landmarked, it's very, very historically sensitive. And so we couldn't really touch its surfaces. We couldn't leave any traces behind. So we strained it from the edges, and we held it by cables. It's a study of some bondage techniques, which are actually very important because it's hit by wind all the time. There's one permanent steel ring at the top, but it can't be seen from any vantage point on the Mall. There are also some restrictions about how much it could be lit. It glows from within, it's translucent. But it can't be more lit than the Capitol or some of the monuments. So it's down the hierarchy on lighting. So it comes to the site twice a year. It's taken off the delivery truck. It's hoisted. And then it's inflated with this low-pressure air. And then it's restrained with the cables. And then it's ballasted with water at the very bottom. This is a very strange moment where we were asked by the bureaucracy at the Mall how much time would it take to install. And we said, well the first erection would take one week. And they really connected with that idea. And then it was really easy all the way through. with the government and all the authorities. But some of the toughest hurdles have been the technical ones. This is the warp and weft. This is a point cloud. There are extreme pressures. This is a very, very unusual building in that there's no gravity load, but there's load in every direction. And I'm just going to zip through these slides. And this is the space in action. So flexible interior for discussions, just like this, but in the round -- luminous and reconfigurable. Could be used for anything, for performances, films, for installations. And the very first program will be one of cultural dialogue and diplomacy organized in partnership with the Council on Foreign Relations. Form and content are together here. The bubble is an anti-monument. The ideals of participatory democracy are represented through suppleness rather than rigidity. Art and politics occupy an ambiguous site outside the museum walls, but inside of the museum's core, blending its air with the democratic air of the Mall. And the bubble will inflate hopefully for the first time at the end of 2013. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
理解しようと努めていました私の最新のドキュメンタリ『タリバンの子供たち』の一部を皆さんには見てもらおうと思いますタリバンは今では自身の学校を運営してます彼らは貧しい家族を狙い子供を送るよう説得をします代わりに、彼らは食べ物や住居を無償で提供し時には家族側に給付金を出すこともあります我々はタリバン製作の宣伝映像を入手しています青年たちが自爆行為とスパイを殺すことの正統性について説かれています私はスワット出身でこの様な宗教学校で学習をしていた、ある子供と接触しましたハズラットアリはスワットの貧しい農民の家族出身です彼は1年前タリバンに加入し当時13歳でした地元のタリバンはどうやって皆を加入させているの? ハズラットアリ:まず僕たちをモスクに呼んで説教をするんだそれから宗教学校に連れて行ってコーランの内容について教えるんだシャーミーン:彼によるとその後子供たちは何カ月も軍事訓練を受けるそうですアリ:僕たちにマシンガン、カラシニコフ、ロケットランチャー手榴弾、爆弾の使い方を教えるけど不信仰者だけに使えと教えられたそれから自爆テロをするよう教えるんだシャーミーン:自爆テロをしたい? アリ:神様が力をかしてくれるならねシャーミーン:私が研究をしてきた限りタリバンの子供たちを加入させる方法と調教する方法は完璧に出来ているという印象ですそしてそれは5つの過程から成っているようですステップ1 田舎に暮らす大きく、貧しい家族を獲物として狙います彼らは子供たちに衣食住を提供することを約束し子供たちを親の下から引き離しますすると彼らは何百マイルも離れた所にあるタリバンの教えの下運営されている過酷な学校へ子供たちを送りますステップ2 子供たちにイスラム教で最も神聖な書物とされるコーランを教えますこれは子供たちが話すことも理解することも出来ないアラビア語で書かれています子供たちは先生の教えに頼らざるを得ませんしかし私個人的な見解では先生は歪曲したメッセージを都合に合わせて発信しているようです子供たちは当たり前のように学校側が購読してない新聞を読むことラジオを聞くこと、本を読むことはすべて禁じられていますこの規則を犯す子供が見つかれば厳しく懲戒されますつまり、タリバンは子供たちに外部からのいかなる情報も届かない環境を構築しているのですステップ3 タリバンは子供たちに今日暮らしている世界を憎むよう指導しますそこで彼らは子供達を虐待するのですこの目で見てきました彼らは子供たちに1日2回乾いたパンと水を与えます子供たちを遊ばせることはめったにありません彼らが子供達に言うこと、起きている間の8時間はただずっとコーランさえ読んでいればいいということです事実上子供たちは捕虜となっています子供たちはそこを離れることはできませんつまり家には帰れません彼らの家族には、その貧しさ故子供たちを取り返す術はありませんステップ4 タリバンの先輩つまり兵士たちが新入り達に殉教の素晴しさについて話を始めます彼らの話す内容と言えばどの様に死に、いつ死ぬべきか蜂蜜と牛乳の湖の中で称えられることや、楽園で 72人の処女が迎えてくれること加えてそこには無限の食物がありこの殉教という名誉ある行動が地元の人々の間でどの様に英雄物語として語り継がれていくかなどが挙げられますつまり洗脳活動は既に始まっているということですステップ5 私の意見ではタリバンは宣伝活動において最も効果的な手段を有していると思います彼らの使う映像の中にはイラク、アフガニスタン、パキスタンで死にゆく男性、女性子供たちの映像が挿入されていますこの映像は基本的に西洋の国々は民間人の死など気にかけていない為中東部に暮らし政府を支持し西洋の為に働いている人々は格好の餌食だと説いていますそのためパキスタン内の一般市民はここ二年間だけで6000人以上も殺されており格好の餌食であるという説明がつきますこうなると子供たちは自爆テロに躊躇を感じなくなります彼らはこれがイスラムを称える為唯一効果をあげる方法であると教えられているので戦うことにためらいはありません皆さんにもう1つ別の抜粋を見ていただきますこの少年はザイノラという名前で自爆し6人を殺害しましたこの少年はサディックです彼は22の人命を奪いました彼の名前はムスートゥ 28名が殺されましたタリバンは自爆テロ学校を運営しています民間人に対して残虐な行いが出来る青年達を準備するためです自爆テロをやりたい? 少年:ぜひでももしお父さんから許可が降りたらね年下とか同年代の自爆テロを見るとその素晴しい行いにかなり触発されるねシャーミーン:自爆テロを行うとどんな恩恵を受けられるの? 少年:審判の日に、神様が僕にこう訊くんだ「なぜあのようなことをした?」僕はこう答える「神よ!あなた様の為を思ってです!」「不信仰者たちと戦うため私は命を捧げました」すると神様は僕の意図を読み取りそれがイスラム教に反する悪根絶のものなら僕は楽園に行けるんだ歌:♫審判の日♫ ♫神は我を召喚し♫ ♫我が肉体を再び紡がれる♫ ♫そして神は我に問う、「なぜそう様な行いをしたか?」♫ シャーミーン:この問題を残して終わりにしますもし皆さんがこの様な環境で育ち選択を迫られたとしたらこの世界に生きるのか死後の栄光、どちらを選ぶでしょう? タリバンの新兵採用担当が私に言いました「この戦争では生贄の羊がいつでも必要なんだよ」ご清聴ありがとうございました	The Taliban now run their own schools. They target poor families and convince the parents to send their children. In return, they provide free food and shelter and sometimes pay the families a monthly stipend. We've obtained a propaganda video made by the Taliban. Young boys are taught justifications for suicide attacks and the execution of spies. I made contact with a child from Swat who studied in a madrassa like this. Hazrat Ali is from a poor farming family in Swat. He joined the Taliban a year ago when he was 13. How do the Taliban in your area get people to join them? Hazrat Ali: They first call us to the mosque and preach to us. Then they take us to a madrassa and teach us things from the Koran. Sharmeen Obaid Chinoy: He tells me that children are then given months of military training. HA: They teach us to use machine guns, Kalashnikov, rocket launchers, grenades, bombs. They ask us to use them only against the infidels. Then they teach us to do a suicide attack. SOC: Would you like to carry out a suicide attack? HA: If God gives me strength. SOC: I, in my research, have seen that the Taliban have perfected the way in which they recruit and train children, and I think it's a five-step process. Step one is that the Taliban prey on families that are large, that are poor, that live in rural areas. They separate the parents from the children by promising to provide food, clothing, shelter to these children. Then they ship them off, hundreds of miles away that run along the Taliban agenda. Step two: They teach the children the Koran, which is Islam's holiest book, in Arabic, a language these children do not understand and cannot speak. They rely very heavily on teachers, who I have personally seen distort the message to these children as and when it suits their purpose to. These children are explicitly forbidden from reading newspapers, listening to radio, reading any books that the teachers do not prescribe them. If any child is found violating these rules, he is severely reprimanded. Effectively, the Taliban create of any other source of information for these children. Step three: The Taliban want these children to hate the world that they currently live in. So they beat these children -- I have seen it; they feed them twice a day dried bread and water; they rarely allow them to play games; they tell them that, for eight hours at a time, all they have to do is read the Koran. The children are virtual prisoners; they cannot leave, they cannot go home. Their parents are so poor, they have no resources to get them back. Step four: The older members of the Taliban, the fighters, start talking to the younger boys about the glories of martyrdom. They talk to them about how when they die, they will be received up with lakes of honey and milk, how there will be 72 virgins waiting for them in paradise, how there will be unlimited food, and how this glory is going to propel them to become heroes in their neighborhoods. Effectively, this is the brainwashing process that has begun. Step five: I believe the Taliban have one of the most effective means of propaganda. Their videos that they use are intercut with photographs of men and women and children dying in Iraq and Afghanistan and in Pakistan. And the basic message is that the Western powers do not care about civilian deaths, so those people who live in areas and support governments that work with Western powers are fair game. That's why Pakistani civilians, over 6,000 of whom have been killed in the last two years alone, are fair game. Now these children are primed to become suicide bombers. They're ready to go out and fight because they've been told that this is effectively their only way to glorify Islam. I want you to watch another excerpt from the film. This boy is called Zenola. He blew himself up, killing six. This boy is called Sadik. He killed 22. This boy is called Messoud. He killed 28. The Taliban are running suicide schools, preparing a generation of boys for atrocities against civilians. Do you want to carry out a suicide attack? Boy: I would love to. But only if I get permission from my dad. When I look at suicide bombers younger than me, or my age, I get so inspired by their terrific attacks. SOC: What blessing would you get from carrying out a suicide attack? Boy: On the day of judgment, God will ask me, "Why did you do that?" I will answer, "My Lord! Only to make you happy! I have laid down my life fighting the infidels." Then God will look at my intention. If my intention was to eradicate evil for Islam, then I will be rewarded with paradise. Singer: ♫ On the day of judgment ♫ ♫ My God will call me ♫ ♫ My body will be put back together ♫ ♫ And God will ask me why I did this ♫ SOC: I leave you all with this thought: If you grew up in these circumstances, faced with these choices, would you choose to live in this world or in the glorious afterlife? As one Taliban recruiter told me, "There will always be sacrificial lambs in this war." Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
イズミはしゃべれません。あのクソヤローから受けた傷そのものはイチコねーちゃんとクロキリにーちゃんのおかげで治ったけど声は出なくなってました。クロキリのにーちゃんの話では心のもんだいって言ってました。いつかペンと紙じゃなくてちゃんと話したいなぁ...。と、それでここは病院です。今日はクロキリにーちゃんに頼まれてイチコねーちゃんがびょーきを治しに来ました。イズミはイチコねーちゃんの護衛です。「ここは...」「経過観察含めて本当に治ったかどうかはきちんとした医者に診てもらってください。」「はい...。」イチコねーちゃんが助けたおねーさんはイチコねーちゃんの手をにぎってホホを赤らめてます。何で? 『それはアレだ。傍目には助からないはずの命を助けてくれた奇跡を起こした人だからな。しかもイチコの見た目って胸は小さいけど上の下ぐらいだから頑張れば自分でも手が届くかな?って思...ってこれは男の場合だな。とにかく今まではリョウに隠れてたけど、イチコ単体なら男女問わず惚れる奴ぐらいは出てきてもおかしくねえんだよ。』あっ、見てたんだクロキリにーちゃん。「それでは私は失礼します。行こう、イズミ。」「(分かった)」注:筆談ですイチコねーちゃんが出ていくのに合わせてイズミも出ていきます。とりあえず、あのおねーさんがイチコねーちゃんに変な事をしようとしたらイズミが止めます。ふふふふふ...くっくっくっくっく...アーハッハッハ! 同時刻。『白霧と黒沼の森』の魔王部屋。俺は見事笑いを上げていた。え?何でかって?そりゃあ見事にイチコが堕ちたからですよw口でどう言い繕うが、心の中でどう誤魔化そうが、イチコが勢いだけではなく自らの意志で『霧人』を生み出したという事実に変わりはないのだよ! と言うわけでさらに堕ち度を進行させるためにスーパー囁きタイムと行きましょうか。「イチコお疲れ様。」『っつ!クロキリですか...。何の用ですか?』「何って労いの言葉を掛けに来てやっただけだよ。」イチコは眉を寄せている。「別に誇っていいと思うぞ。お前が≪主は我を道に力を行使す≫を使ったおかげで彼女は助かった。今の技術ではどうやっても助からない死病に罹っていたにも関わらずだ。まあその結果として彼女は人間を辞めることになったがな...。」『でもそれはクロキリが...。』「そう。俺も共犯ではある。でもさ、考えてみろよ。確かに俺が≪魔性創生≫が使わなかったり、彼女が眷属化を拒否したら治せなかったのは事実ではあるけれど、最終的な決断権はお前にあったんだぜ...。だってお前が≪主は我を道に力を行使す≫を使わなければ俺は彼女を眷属化出来なかったわけなんだからな。」イチコの声は震えている。うん。興奮してきた。「違わんよ。これは事実だ。そしてお前は選んだんだ。“誰かの命を救うためにその誰かを化け物にする。”という選択をな...。」「さて、お前の敬愛するリョウお嬢様は今のイチコと俺の関係を知ったらどう思うだろうな?俺から伝えてやろうか?」勿論、冗談である。自然バレの方が面白いじゃない。「分かっている。冗談さ。だからこれからも頑張れよ?」『...。分かった...。分かったから...。』さて、虐めるだけ虐めたし。霧を晴らしてやるか。「ははっ、イザとなったら『鬼の砦』の時の様に俺がお前を守ってやるよ。それにさ...、」『?』「俺はお前がどんな選択をしても肯定してやるぞ?」『あ...う...。』おお、揺れてる揺れてる。いやー、たまにはやっぱり魔王らしいことをしないといけないね。すっごく楽しいわ。「じゃあ切るぞ。イチコお疲れさま。」数週間後「全くの出鱈目...とは言えないですわね。」国中で『霧人』になればどれほどの大病でも救いようのない致命傷でも救われる。という噂が最近まことしやかに語られるようになりましたわ。クロキリにその噂の出元や事実確認を聞いてもはぐらかされますけど。それなら自力で調べるだけです。で、噂では二人の少女が現れ、人々を霧人にすると言われています。だから、この二人を調べれば噂の真偽を確かめられるでしょう。と、あれはイチコ?どうして病院に?それにあそこの患者さんは...まさか! そして私は見ました。イチコの手によってあの忌々しい魔法陣が現れるのを、先程まで死に瀕していたはずの人間が明らかに健康そうな顔をして霧を纏うようになるのを、そして、イチコが新たな眷属の誕生を微笑みながら喜ぶその様子を。	I can’t speak. Thanks to Ichiko nee-chan and Kurokiri nii-chan, my wounds inflicted by that doucheb*g have healed, but I have lost my voice. Kurokiri nii-chan told me that this is a matter of my heart. Someday I want to talk to him properly, not with a pen and paper... And so, here we were at the hospital today with Ichiko arriving to heal a patient at the request of Kurokiri. I was Ichiko’s bodyguard. “This is...” “Please have a proper doctor examine her to see if she’s really cured, including follow-up.” “Yes...” The lady Ichiko had saved was grasping Ichiko’s hand, her cheeks reddening. Why? [That’s the thing. It is because she is the one who performed a miracle, saving a life that should have been unsalvageable in the eyes of the bystanders. And since Ichiko looks like she has small breasts, but they’re just below the top, maybe I can reach them myself if I try hard enough... but that’s a matter for men, right? At any rate, Ichiko has been overshadowed by Ryo so far, but it wouldn’t be out of the question if one or two guys or girls fell in love with Ichiko when she is on her own.] Oh, you were watching, Kurokiri nii-chan. “Well then, please excuse me. Let’s go, Izumi.” “(I understand.)” As Ichiko left, I followed suit. For now, if that lady attempts to do something strange to Ichiko nee-chan, I will stop her. Hahaha... kukukuku... ahahahaha! At the same time. In the Demon King’s room of “White Mist and Black Swamp Forest”, I was breaking out into a peal of brilliant three-stage laughter [i] . Eh? What’s the reason? Well, that would be due to the fact that Ichiko has fallen so spectacularly. Regardless of what she said with her mouth or how she deceived herself in her mind, the unchangeable reality remains that Ichiko created “Kirijin” not only by the momentum but also by her own will! Therefore, to further progress the level of her fall, shall I proceed to the super whispering time? “Good work, Ichiko.” [! So it’s you, Kurokiri... What do you want?] “I just came to express my appreciation for your hard work.” Ichiko arched an eyebrow. ”You should be proud of yourself. It was thanks to your utilization of ≪The Lord Will Exercise His Power in My Path≫ that she was saved. She was afflicted with a fatal disease that no amount of medical technology could heal. Well, consequently she had to cease to be a human being though...” [But that’s because Kurokiri you...] “Yes. I was an accomplice too. But, consider this. Although it is true that if I had not used the ≪Monster Create≫ or if she had refused to become a kin, I would have been unable to heal her. In the end, the ultimate decision rested on your hands, you know... I mean, if you had not invoked ≪The Lord Will Exercise His Power in My Path≫, I would not have succeeded in making her my kin.” Ichiko’s voice was wavering. “I am not wrong. This is the truth. And you have made your choice. The choice to ‘turn someone into a monster to save their life’...” “Now, what would your esteemed Lady Ryo be thinking if she were to find out about the relationship Ichiko and I have now? Shall I tell her?” Of course, he was kidding for it would be more fascinating if she found out on her own. “I know. I’m joking. So keep up the good work, okay?” [...I know... I understand so...] Well, now that I’ve tormented you thoroughly, let’s clear away the mist. “Haha, if it comes to it, I’ll protect you just like I did in ‘Ogre’s Fortress’. Besides...” [?] “I’m in the affirmative about whatever choice you make.” [Ah... ugh...] Oh, you are trembling. After all, I do have to behave myself in the manner of a Demon King from time to time. This is so pleasurable. “Then, I’m disconnecting. Thanks for your efforts, Ichiko.” Several weeks later. “I can’t say it’s entirely far-fetched...” Recently, there has been a rumor circulating in the country that if you become a “Kirijin,” you can be spared from any severe illness or fatal injury that was beyond saving. When I asked Kurokiri about the source of the rumor and whether it is true or not, he brushed it off. Then it was only a matter of conducting my own investigation. So, according to the rumor, two girls were said to show up and turned people into Kirijin; there was a girl who called herself the “Mist King’s Representative” and a girl who was her bodyguard. By investigating these two, the veracity of the rumor will be ascertained. And is that Ichiko? Why is she in the hospital? And that patient over there... no way! It was then that I caught sight of it. I witnessed the appearance of that abominable magic circle by Ichiko’s hand. A human being who should have been on the edge of death a few moments ago became cloaked in a mist with an evidently healthy look on their countenance. And the scene of Ichiko smiling and rejoicing at the birth of a new kin was all observed by me.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 6, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 6 }
ナショナル・ジオグラフィックの写真家として自然を撮り続けてきましたしかし五年前個人的な旅に出て生命の物語を映像にしようと思いましたこんなに大変な取り組みは初めてで何度も投げ出したくなりましたこんなに大変な取り組みは初めてで何度も投げ出したくなりましたしかし素晴らしい発見もありました今日はその一つを皆さんにお見せしたいと思いますしかし素晴らしい発見もありました今日はその一つを皆さんにお見せしたいと思いますオーストラリアの僻地にある入り江を訪ねました 30億年前の地球を見たかったのですオーストラリアの僻地にある入り江を訪ねました 30億年前の地球を見たかったのです空がまだ青くなかった地球の姿をそこにはストロマトライトがあります光合成を行う最初の生物ですそこにはストロマトライトがあります光合成を行う最初の生物ですストロマトライトが現存する唯一の場所ですまるでタイムカプセルへ引き込まれるような旅でした時間を遡って生まれ変わったような体験をしましたストロマトライトが放出した酸素を今日我々が吸っています物語の主人公はストロマトライトですこの物語は現代にも訴えかけると思いますあなたと私自然と科学の物語ですそれでは皆さんを時を越えた生命の旅路にしばしお連れします長い時間を掛けて物質が球体に凝縮しました凝固した地表を炎が形作りました炎は消え大地が現れますしかしここは見知らぬ惑星です月が近く何もかもが違っていました内からの熱で間欠泉が噴出しました海の誕生です極地の水は凍りつき地球の果てができました水は命の源ですしかし凍った水は眠っています水がなくなれば地球は火星と化しますしかしこの惑星は別でした内部は火の玉ですそのエネルギーが水に触れた時生命が誕生しました生命は大地の亀裂に沿って目覚めました泥と鉱物が生命の基盤です細菌ができました増殖を始め密度が高まります見知らぬ空の下生命が形取られましたストロマトライトが酸素を放出しました大気が変わりました息吹は酸化鉄の化石となって今に至ります隕石が物質を運んできました膜もおそらくその一つです生命には自らを包み込む膜が必要です膜を得て生命の複製と変異が始まりますこれはケイソウケイ素の骨格を持った単細胞のプランクトンです未来の回路基板です浅い海は早くから生命を育みましたケイソウはそんな海でより複雑な組織に変形しました光と酸素が増すと共に成長を繰り返しました生命は強くなり身を守るようになりました動くことを覚え視覚を得ました最初に眼を持ったのは三葉虫です視覚が発達したカブトガニは最初に海から上がった生物の一つでしたカブトガニは今も同じ営みを続けます敵は随分昔に潰えましたサソリは獲物を追って海を出ましたナメクジはカタツムリになりました魚は両生類を試行錯誤しカエルは砂漠に適応しました菌類が藻類と手を結んで地衣類の共同生活体ができました地衣類は岩に張り付き岩を蝕みます不毛の地が姿を変えました陸生植物が生まれました葉はありません直立することを覚え植物は大きさと形を発達させましたシダの基本形も後に続きました種子の原型となる胞子を生んだのです湿地には生命が溢れました陸地では生命がさらに発展します顎が次に歯ができましたオサガメやムカシトカゲの姿はその時代の名残です生命は時間をかけて水から離れました今でも水は生命を招き寄せます生命は内陸に乗り出す強さを得ました目覚めた竜たちは今日も我々と共に生きていますジュラシック・パークは今もマダガスカルの一部やブラジルの奥地で息づいていますソテツが今も頑固に生きています森が生まれ翼のある生物を養いました始祖鳥はさも昨日死んだような痕跡を残しました鳥が空を飛びますあたかも過去の残像のように鳥は新たな移動手段を得ました大陸にフラミンゴが溢れ鳥の渡りが始まりました鳥は花が咲く植物を目撃しましたスイレンは最も太古の花です植物は多様化し大きな樹木になりましたオーストラリアではユリがススキノキに姿を変えハワイではヒナギクがギンケンソウになりましたアフリカのゴンドワナ大地がプロテアを育てました太古の大陸が分裂すると生命は一層豊かになりました熱帯雨林が生まれ新たな共生関係を築いたのです菌類は増殖しました蘭が現れ生殖器は虫を誘惑しました地球上で最大の花も採用した作戦でした共進化は虫と鳥と植物とを永久に結びつけました飛べない鳥は非力ですキウィや南極近辺にのみ生息するタカのようにゆっくりとした絶滅も一瞬に訪れる絶滅もあります小惑星が衝突し世界は炎に包まれましたしかしそれを目撃した暗闇の生存者がいました空が晴れ新たな世界が生まれました哺乳類に適した世界です小さなトガリネズミからテンレックが生まれ闇に順応しましたコウモリが登場しましたそしてジャコウネコ新たな捕食者ハイエナますます速度を上げていきます草原は可能性をもたらしました群れの安全を守る感覚は鋭くなりました大型化も一つの方法ですが大きさは代償を伴います哺乳類の一部は水に戻りましたセイウチは脂肪の層を身に付けアシカは流線型を取りましたクジラ目は境界のない世界へ移りました哺乳類の形は様々ですオーストラリアでカンガルーが跳ねていますアジアで馬が駆けブラジルでオオカミが長い脚を進化させます霊長類がジャングルから現れます最初はメガネザルで程なくキツネザルに進化しました力を得たサルたちは開けた土地に乗り出しました再び森が枯れサルは直立した生活を始めました我々は何者なのでしょうか? 猛々しいチンパンジーの兄弟? 優しいボノボの姉妹? 我々は皆サルでありそれ以上です我々は生命の力で誕生しました手には血管はまるで地球を流れる水流です我々の脳この素晴らしい脳はまるで湿地の潮汐のようです生命こそ力です新たな成分です生命は地球を変えてきました皮膚のように地球を覆っています生命がない冬のグリーンランドはまるで火星と同じですしかし再び氷が溶ければ違いは歴然とします液体の水は子宮となるのです葉緑素で緑に染まる細胞の子宮ですこの驚くべき分子葉緑素が違いを作り出しました力の源です今日動物界全体が植物や藻類が蓄積してきた酸素で生きています大気は絶え間なく循環し植物や藻類の息を我々は吸い我々の息を彼らが地球は生きています地球を包み込む膜も作り出しました我々は大気と呼びますこれが我々の旅の象徴です皆さんも次の旅を想い描けるでしょう (拍手) ありがとうございました	As a photographer for National Geographic, I've portrayed it for many. But five years ago, I went on a personal journey. I wanted to visualize the story of life. It's the hardest thing I've ever attempted, and there have been plenty of times when I felt like backing out. But there were also revelations. And one of those I'd like to share with you today. I went down to a remote lagoon in Australia, hoping to see the Earth the way it was three billion years ago, back before the sky turned blue. There's stromatolites down there -- the first living things to capture photosynthesis -- and it's the only place they still occur today. Going down there was like entering a time capsule, and I came out with a different sense of myself in time. The oxygen exhaled by those stromatolites is what we all breathe today. Stromatolites are the heroes in my story. I hope it's a story that has some resonance for our time. It's a story about you and me, nature and science. And with that said, I'd like to invite you for a short, brief journey of life through time. Our journey starts in space, where matter condenses into spheres over time ... solidifying into surface, molded by fire. The fire gave way, Earth emerged -- but this was an alien planet. The moon was closer; things were different. Heat from within made geysers erupt -- that is how the oceans were born. Water froze around the poles and shaped the edges of the Earth. Water is the key to life, but in frozen form, it is a latent force. And when it vanishes, Earth becomes Mars. But this planet is different -- it's roiling inside. And where that energy touches water, something new emerges: life. It arises around cracks in the Earth. Mud and minerals become substrate; there are bacteria. Learn to multiply, thickening in places ... Growing living structures under an alien sky ... Stromatolites were the first to exhale oxygen. And they changed the atmosphere. A breath that's fossilized now as iron. Meteorites delivered chemistry, and perhaps membranes, too. Life needs a membrane to contain itself so it can replicate and mutate. These are diatoms, single-celled phytoplankton with skeletons of silicon ... circuit boards of the future. Shallow seas nurtured life early on, and that's where it morphed into more complex forms. It grew as light and oxygen increased. Life hardened and became defensive. It learned to move and began to see. The first eyes grew on trilobites. Vision was refined in horseshoe crabs, among the first to leave the sea. They still do what they've done for ages, their enemies long gone. Scorpions follow prey out of the sea. Slugs became snails. Fish tried amphibian life. Frogs adapted to deserts. Lichens arose as a co-op. Fungi married algae ... clinging to rock, and eating it too ... transforming barren land. True land plants arose, leafless at first. Once they learn how to stay upright, they grew in size and shape. The fundamental forms of ferns followed, to bear spores that foreshadowed seeds. Life flourished in swamps. On land, life turned a corner. Jaws formed first; teeth came later. Leatherbacks and tuataras are echoes from that era. It took time for life to break away from water, and it still beckons all the time. Life turned hard so it could venture inland. And the dragons that arose are still among us today. Jurassic Park still shimmers in part of Madagascar, and the center of Brazil, where plants called "cycads" remain rock hard. Forests arose and nurtured things with wings. One early form left an imprint, like it died only yesterday. And others fly today like echoes of the past. In birds, life gained new mobility. Flamingos covered continents. Migrations got underway. Birds witnessed the emergence of flowering plants. Water lilies were among the first. Plants began to diversify and grew, turning into trees. In Australia, a lily turned into a grass tree, and in Hawaii, a daisy became a silver sword. In Africa, Gondwana molded Proteas. But when that ancient continent broke up, life got lusher. Tropical rainforests arose, sparking new layers of interdependence. Fungi multiplied. Orchids emerged, genitalia shaped to lure insects ... a trick shared by the largest flower on Earth. Co-evolution entwined insects and birds and plants forever. When birds can't fly, they become vulnerable. Kiwis are, and so are these hawks trapped near Antarctica. Extinction can come slowly, but sometimes it arrives fast. An asteroid hits, and the world went down in flames. But there were witnesses, survivors in the dark. When the skies cleared, a new world was born. A world fit for mammals. From tiny shrews [came] tenrecs, accustomed to the dark. New forms became bats. Civets. New predators, hyenas, getting faster and faster still. Grasslands created opportunities. Herd safety came with sharpened senses. Growing big was another answer, but size always comes at a price. Some mammals turned back to water. Walruses adapted with layers of fat. Sea lions got sleek. And cetaceans moved into a world without bounds. There are many ways to be a mammal. A 'roo hops in Oz; a horse runs in Asia; and a wolf evolves stilt legs in Brazil. Primates emerge from jungles, as tarsiers first, becoming lemurs not much later. Learning became reinforced. Bands of apes ventured into the open. And forests dried out once more. Going upright became a lifestyle. So who are we? Brothers of masculine chimps, sisters of feminine bonobos? We are all of them, and more. We're molded by the same life force. The blood veins in our hands echoed a course of water traces on the Earth. And our brains -- our celebrated brains -- reflect a drainage of a tidal marsh. Life is a force in its own right. It is a new element. And it has altered the Earth. It covers Earth like a skin. And where it doesn't, as in Greenland in winter, Mars is still not very far. But that likelihood fades as long as ice melts again. And where water is liquid, it becomes a womb for cells green with chlorophyll -- and that molecular marvel is what's made a difference -- it powers everything. The whole animal world today lives on a stockpile of bacterial oxygen that is cycled constantly through plants and algae, and their waste is our breath, and vice versa. This Earth is alive, and it's made its own membrane. We call it "atmosphere." This is the icon of our journey. And you all here today can imagine and will shape where we go next. Thank you. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
というわけで今日はギルドの事務室でみんなとご飯です、レンです。今日は流石にフードを下ろしたけど、やっぱりリリーさんとサレナさんがガン見で、ちょっと困る。ギルマスはそんなに気にしてないみたい? あとは周囲の他のギルド職員だけど、そこまで気にしてたらご飯どころじゃなくなるので、なるべく気にしないように意識を切り替えよう。さてさて! 今日のお昼は私のおごり! と言うか私が作った奴! と言うわけで早速メニューの紹介~ まず、スープ。エビのスープです。エビの頭と殻を懇々と煮込んで灰汁取りして作った濃厚な奴最後に味は調えた。これだけでイチコロだと思うけど、まだあるよ。エビチリ。これは作るのにちょっと苦労した。衣つける為の片栗粉は既に作ったのがあったけど、豆板醤がなくて......作るにも材料足りなくて結局【創造魔法】で豆板醤作りました。ラー油は以前北東の川上の森で唐辛子見つけたので、暇なときに作ってたから何とか。ケチャップや酢も作ったのがあるし、長葱や他の材料も揃ってたのでそれで一応作ってみたけど、個人的にはちょっと物足りないかなあ。要、微調整。主食には『炊いた』ご飯。この世界の米のレシピって基本的に煮るか炒めるかで個人的には物足りなかったので、土鍋を作って炊いてみた。出来は上々。箸が進むよ、やったね! でも、私が取り出して並べた料理を見て、みんな何も言わない。動かない。「えっと、召し上がれ?」「その、これ、なんですか?」「海老を使った料理ですね」「海老って、あの、じゃりじゃりして生臭い?」おおう、それは背ワタの処理してないって事? あれ? もしかしてこの世界の海老料理ってそのレベル? 「あー、それは下拵えをちゃんとやってなかったんでしょうね」「下拵えですか?」んー、海鮮類はレシピが少ないっぽいから、下拵えもやり方がわからない感じ? 他の料理にはちゃんとやってあるし南の村で出た料理はちゃんとしてたから、そういうのは内陸部だと仕方ないのかもしれない。「えーと、とにかくそういうのは大丈夫です。食べてみてください」「......わかりました、では」恐る恐るフォークを伸ばすリリーさん。残は固唾を呑んで見守っている。年下に毒見させるとか、貴方達は鬼か。エビチリをひとつ口に運び、咀嚼する。もぐもぐ......一度、ぴたりと止まったかと思えば、肩が震えだした。そして、飲み込むと「......なんですか、これは!」大声を出したかと思えば、その後は猛然と食べはじめた。「こんな! こんな料理! はじめてで! もう!」そんなリリーさんの様子を見て固まってた二人も、ハッと正気に戻ると料理を食べ始めた。「......なんだ、こりゃ。こんな美味いもの初めて食ったぞ」「王都の一流レストランでもここまでのものは......」「それに、このスープだ。恐ろしく濃厚で......これが海老の味なのか? 前に食った時はあの食感と生臭さが気になってよくわからなかったが」「でもこの濃厚な旨みがこのお米と良く合います。このスープだけでもいくらでもお米がお代わりできそう」「だが、こっちの海老の料理か? これがヤバイ。手が止まらん」「この辛さが後を引いて、もう......ちょっとリリー! 貴方一人で食べ過ぎよ!」ははははは。お代わりはまだあるよ、たくさんお食べ? 結はお代わりしまくって打ち上げられたトドのようになってしまった。まさか用意していたお米が全てなくなるとは......ちょっと食べ過ぎじゃないですかね? 「もう無理ですー......」「もう食べられません」「食いすぎた......動けん」でもまだ私のターン終わってないんだよね。「じゃあ、これは食べられませんね」「「「!?」」」取り出しましたるは、フルーツゼリー。中に果実も入ってる。いや、色々考えたんだよ。メープルシロップのお陰で砂糖は手に入ったけど、牛乳はない、卵もない。バターがちょっとあるだけ。この世界、大豆はあるし南の村で豆腐も食べたから豆乳は作れたんだけど、でもそれだけだと焼き菓子なんかはつなぎがないから食感が悪いし......と南の村で試行錯誤してた時に天草が打ち上げられてるのを発見したんだよね。あとはそれを採って来てもらって加工してー、と。「なんだこれは......」「......透き通ってて綺麗......宝石みたい」「それに、とてもいい香りがします」今回は作ったのは葡萄のゼリー。赤ワインも少し混ぜたので凄くいい香りがする。ちょっと大人向けっぽいかんじ? 絞った果汁と砂糖で味も調えてあるけど、甘さは控えめにしておいた。結構色々がんばってみた。え? 時期的に葡萄はおかしい? いやいや、これ採ったの去年の秋だから。森に引きこもってた時に自生してるのを見つけたので、そのときに採って保存してたのね。野生種のはずなのに品種改良したもののように甘くて粒も大きくて、やっぱりこの世界の植生おかしいってしみじみ思いました、ええ。「でも皆さんお腹一杯みたいですから、食べるのは無理ですよね......」「いえいえ、食べますよ! 寧ろ食べさせてください!」「私も食べます! 甘いものは別ですから!」「俺も食うぞ! さっきのやつはとんでもなく美味かった! これだってどんな味がするのか想像がつかん!」「えっと、では、召し上がれ?」でもこれも初めて見るものだからか、三人ともおっかなびっくりスプーンを差し込んで口に運んでる。そして咀嚼、嚥下。「ふわあ......」「美味しい......」「甘いが、くどくないな。程よい甘さで葡萄の風味とのバランスが凄くいい。そして口の中に香りが広がって......これは、やばい......」リリーさんは無言で食べてるし、サレナさんは恍惚としてる。ギルマスは何かグルメレポーターみたいにぶつぶつ解説しながら食べ続けてる。うん、私の完全勝利だね。何に対してかは分からないけど。	Hello, it’s Ren. And so I’m currently having lunch with everyone in an office inside the guild. Obviously, I wasn’t wearing my hood, and as expected Lily and Salena were staring quite intensely at me, I was a bit troubled. But the guild master looked like he didn’t care that much? There were some other guild staff around us, but I wouldn’t be able to continue with the meal if I kept worrying about it, so I stopped paying attention to it. Now then! Today’s lunch is my treat! Or rather I actually made it! Anyway, let’s just quickly introduce the menu already~ First up, the soup. It was shrimp soup. I created a rich broth through cooking the shrimp head and shells. Afterward, I also adjusted the taste. But this isn’t the only thing I prepared, I have more. Shrimp Chili. This was a bit hard to make. I made potato starch for the coating, but I didn’t have any broad bean chili paste.......since I didn’t have enough ingredients to make it, I ended up having to make the broad bean chili paste using Creation Magic. But since I found chili oil in the northeastern forest near the river, I somehow managed to complete it during my spare time. I also made ketchup and vinegar, and then finished preparing the scallions and other ingredients, but in my own opinion it was still a bit crude. I still needed to fine-tune the flavor. The main dish was steamed rice. In this world, the cooking method for rice was basically just to boil it or fry it, which was quite lacking to me. As such, I made a clay pot and steamed the rice. The result was quite amazing. I added the chopsticks, and done! But when I finished taking the dishes out, everyone only stared silently. No one moved. “Um, help yourselves?” “That...this..what is this?” “It’s a dish using shrimp.” “Shrimp, you mean that gritty and smelly thing?” Ahh, did they perhaps not remove the digestive tract of the shrimp? Hm? Was this world’s shrimp cuisine only at that level? “Ah, it’s only like that if you don’t properly prepare it.” “Prepare?” Hmm, there weren’t a lot of recipes for seafood, so perhaps they don’t know how to prepare it? The other types of dishes were fine and the dishes from the village in the south were all fine, so I guess this was just a problem limited to the inland areas. “Um, basically I’m saying it’s alright. Please try eating it.” “......I see, in that case.” Lily reached out with her fork. The other two are watching her with bated breath. So they’re using someone younger than them as a poison-tester, how devious. .......But just as I thought she was finished, she froze and her shoulders started trembling. Then she swallowed. “......What is this!” After Lily shouted that, she began eating ferociously. “This! This dish! It’s the first time I’ve ever! Sheesh!” The other two became stunned after seeing her reaction, but then the two returned to themselves and also began eating. “......What is this? This is the first time I’ve eaten something so delicious.” “Even the first-class restaurants in the royal capital don’t come close.......” “And this soup. It’s incredibly rich......so this is the taste of shrimp? When I ate it before, it had a grainy and bad smell to it so I didn’t really like it.” “But this rich flavor goes well with the rice. I can eat a lot of rice with just this soup alone.” “So this is a shrimp dish? This is dangerous. I can’t stop my hands.” “This spicy aftertaste, it’s just......wait Lily! You’re eating too much of it!” Hahahaha. There’s still plenty more, so eat up? In the end, the three of them stuffed themselves until their stomachs were bulging. Looks like they finished all the rice I prepared......perhaps they’re eating a bit too much? “I can’t go on anymore......” “I also can’t eat anymore.” “I’ve eaten too much......can’t move.” But I wasn’t finished yet. “Then I guess you won’t be able to eat this.” “““!?””” I took out some fruit jelly. There were pieces of fruit inside. I thought over it quite a bit. I managed to get sugar from the maple syrup, but I didn’t have any milk or eggs. Though I do have some butter. In this world, there were soybeans so things like tofu existed in the village in the south. They could also produce soymilk, but that was about it, the quality of the soymilk wasn’t suited for baking sweets and would produce something quite horrible......I found this out after some experimenting at the village, but during that time I had managed to find some Gelidiaceae that washed up onshore. And so I collected and processed it. “What is this.......” “......It’s transparent and pretty......like a jewel.” “And it has a nice scent too.” I made grape jelly this time. I also mixed in a bit of red wine which was why it had a nice scent. So I guess it would be more oriented towards adults? The flavor was adjusted using fruit juice and sugar, but the sweetness was kept at a moderate level. I experimented quite a lot with it. Eh? Weren’t grapes supposed to be out of season? Not at all, since I picked them last fall. When I was living in the forest, I found them growing, so I collected and stored them. Although it should’ve been a wild species, the grapes were sweet and big as if they were domesticated. As expected, the vegetation in this world was rather strange. “But since everyone appears to be full, I guess it’s impossible to eat.......” “No, no, I’ll eat it! Please let me eat it!” “I would also like to eat it! Since sweets are an entirely different matter!” “I want to eat it too! The dish we just ate was ridiculously delicious! I just can’t imagine what this will taste like!” “Um, in that case, help yourselves?” But since this was the first time they’ve seen something like this, all three of them brought the spoon to their mouths rather gingerly. They began chewing and then swallowed. “Fwah.......” “Delicious.......” “It’s sweet, but not too sweet. And the balance between the sweetness and grape flavor is absolutely superb. And the fragrance that spreads throughout my mouth......this is quite astounding......” Lily ate wordlessly, while Salena was in complete bliss. The guild master ate while commentating like some gourmet food critic. Yep, it’s my complete victory. Although that was just my own opinion.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
......アリシアに救われたとしても、それをリズの言葉によってかき消されている可能性もある。アリシアはきっと心が広くて優しいからアランを嫌うことなどないって言ったわけではないだろう。アリシアがここにいなくても簡単に想像できる。彼女が嬉々たる様子が目に浮かぶ。兄弟に嫌われて、殺されそうになった時ほど彼女は良い顔をするだろう。「お兄様にこんな憎悪を向けられるなんて私ったら成長したわね!」とか思ってるんだろうな。最初は何を言っているのか分からなかったけど、僕はもう彼女のことが大体分かってきた。相当なマゾなのかと思ったけど、そうではない。ただ彼女の思う悪女になろうと必死だ。ん? そう思ったら、僕達はとんでもなく余計なことをしているような気が......。洗脳を解くなんて、アリシアにとっては今までの努力が水の泡になるのだ。しかも、僕は共犯だ。逃れようがない。アルバートだけじゃなくて、アランまでアリシア側になったらまずいんじゃ。いや、でももう遅いよね。「アリシアは......」アランの声が震えているのが分かる。「どれだけ避けても家にいれば嫌でも彼女が日々絶え間なく努力しているのが分かった......。小屋間いる時も侍女たちが本を持っていく姿を目撃してたからな。あと、あの小屋から時々感じたとんでもない魔力。......認めたくなかった。リズと対立しているアリシアが努力家なんて」ヘンリは黙ってアランの話を聞いている。アランは全てを吐き出すように話を続けた。「毎朝誰よりも早く起きて剣の素振りをしている姿や図書室で夜遅くまで勉強している姿を信じたくなかったんだ。最低な兄なのは分かってる。......けど、そんな彼女を見てますます自分が恥ずかしくなってリズに依存してしまったのかもしれない」「分からなくもない。俺もアリシアを見ていると自分が情けなくなるよ」ヘンリはアランに少し同情する。僕もその点に関しては理解出来る。アリシアといると、自分のちっぽけさが身に染みる。「たまたまアリと家の廊下ですれ違った時に聞かれたんだ」「何を?」「ラヴァール国が突然の寒冷化により穀物が全て全滅した日があって、その日何があったのか、と。でたらめだと思って相手にしなかったんだ。まさかアリシアがラヴァール国について調べてるとは思わなかったし、その日がリズの誕生日ってこともあって、嫌味だと勘違いしたけど......」どうしてアリシアはよりによってアランに聞いたんだ。いや、でも分からないことがあれば兄に聞くのは普通のことか。引っかかる内容だけど、異常気象はそこまで珍しくない。アリシアもそこまでその問題について気に掛けなかったのだろう。けど、今の内容を聞く限り面白いことが沢山詰まってそうだ。僕は彼らの会話に集中する。	...Liz’s words would have drowned out any help Alicia could have given him. I was certain that Alicia didn’t mean to say that she would never dislike Alan because she was open-minded and kind. Even if Alicia was not here, it would be easy to imagine what her reaction would be. I could see her feeling happy about being targeted. The more her brothers hate her to the point of almost killing her, the more smug she would become. I’m sure she would be thinking, “I’m all grown up! To think that so much such hatred is directed to me by my brother!”. I had no idea what she was talking about at first, but I am starting to understand how she thinks. I thought she was a m̲a̲s̲o̲c̲h̲i̲s̲t̲, but she was not. She was just trying to be the Villainess she imagined herself to be. Hmm? I think we’re doing something very unnecessary.... To Alicia, breaking the brainwashing would be the same as losing all the efforts she had made so far. Moreover, I was an accomplice. There was no way to escape. It would be bad if not only Albert, but also Alan, took Alicia’s side. No, but it was already too late. “Alicia...” I could hear Alan’s voice trembling. “No matter how much I avoided her, I knew that she was making constant efforts every day, even if I didn’t want her to be at home... Even after she’d been in the hut for two years, I’d see the attendants take her books away. Also, the ridiculous magical power I felt from that hut at times... I didn’t want to admit that Alicia, who was at odds with Liz, was a hard worker.” Henry listened silently as Alan continued his story, as if to let it all out. “I didn’t want to believe in her when she woke up before everyone else every morning to practice her sword, or when she stayed up late studying in the library. I know I am a lousy brother. But maybe seeing her like that made me feel more ashamed of myself and more dependent on Liz.” “I understand. I also feel ashamed of myself when I look at Alicia.” Henry felt a little sympathy for Alan. I could understand that, especially since I was around Alicia all the time. It made me feel like I was nothing compared to her. “One day, I happened to pass Ali in the hallway when she said something to me.” “What?” “She said that there would be a day when the Ravaal Kingdom would experience a sudden drop in temperature, and all the crops would be wiped out. She asked me what would happen if that really happened. I thought it was nonsense, so I didn’t take it seriously. I didn’t think Alicia was researching the Ravaal country, and since it was Liz’s birthday, I thought she was being sarcastic, but...” Why did Alicia ask Alan, of all people? No, but it would be normal to ask your brother if you don’t understand something. It was a tricky subject, but extreme weather was not that uncommon. Alicia probably didn’t pay that much attention to the issue. But from what I could tell, they had discussed a lot of interesting topics. I concentrated on their conversation.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
「ほいさー」春である。と言うわけで俺は換金用の毛皮を背負い、熊の毛皮で蔓の部分の身体と【共鳴魔法】に使う各種触媒を隠してリーンの森から遠くに見えていた街に向かう。街に向かう目的は勿論筆記用具の入手である! 木簡はともかく血液インクはもう嫌なんだよ!なんか最近は漏れ出てる魔力の量が多くなってきてるし! ああそれか『陰落ち』初め各種情報収集も目的の一部ね。夏、秋、冬と季節にし分リーンの森で過ごしたけど外の情報についてはほぼ一切入って来なかったし、流石にこのままだと色々と拙いと思うし。なお、換金用の毛皮についてはこうとだけ言っておく。「冬眠中の生物は動かないから締めやすいよね」と。まあそう言う事です。「ヒュロロロォォ」と言うわけで余計ないざこざを起こしたり、人目に付いたりしないようにするために出来る限り高空を飛ぶことで、雪が融けて新芽が萌えだしている森の上を通り、春の農作業を始めている俺が産まれた村の上を通過する。「にしても村はいつもよりちょっと騒がしかったな」俺は村の上空から離れた所で周囲の風景を楽しむためにスピードを落とす。で、ちょっと考えるのは先程通った村についてだ。実を言えばこの冬の間に何度か情報収集のために俺は村を訪れていたのだが、その時に比べて今日の村は若干嫌な方向に騒がしかった気がする。端的に言えば殺気立っていたと言ってもいいかもしれない。うーん。騒がしくなる要因は色々考えつくけど......まあ、俺の気にする所じゃないか。「それよりも気にするべきはこの解放感だよなぁ......うーん。素晴らしい風景だ」俺は空中で横回転して周囲の風景を一望する。リーンの森は当然の様に一面の樹海だったが、森の外は平原を基本として実に多彩な地形に溢れていた。具体的に言えば頂上から噴煙を上げている山とか、きちんと水平線が見える海とか、平原を突っ切る街道、それに何かしらの作物を育てていると思しき畑なんかが平原以外にも見えてる。ちなみに現在俺が飛んでいる高度は高く見積もってもせいぜい100m程であるため、視力を強化すれば普通に地上の様子は見えている。地上からは点にしか見えないだろうが。「ん?うーん?んー............」で、地上の様子を観察しながら俺はゆっくりと遠くに見えている街に向かっているのだが、一つ感じたことがあるために一度地上に降りる。「やっぱりと言うか何と言うか......」地上に降り立った俺は適当な草を引っこ抜いて魔力を子細に観察する。そして上空で感じていたことを確かめ、頭の中に浮かんでいる考えが間違っていない事を確認する。「魔力を殆ど持ってない?」俺が感じていたこと。それはこの街道に生えている植物、転がっている石、それからこちらを遠巻きに観察している動物たちが殆ど魔力を持っていないという事である。いや、正確に言えば魔力はきちんと持っている。だが、その量がリーンの森にいるものと比べて相対的に少なく、目を凝らさなければどういう魔力を持っているかが正確に分からないのだ。「ちょっと試すか。【オーバーバースト】」俺は手に持っている草に適当な魔力を込める。すると草は俺が知る限りではリーンの森で手に入る触媒で最も簡単に【オーバーバースト】が発動してしまうアンレギラットの前歯と同程度の量の魔力で光りだし、俺の手から離れた所でポンと言う音と爆竹程度の衝撃だけ立てて弾け飛ぶ。うーん。俺の今までの研究成果からして緑色の魔力を持つ植物を【オーバーバースト】させるなら反対色である赤系の魔力が一番効率よく爆発させられて、緑色の魔力なら中々爆発しないはずなんだけどなぁ......なのにこれだけ爆発しやすいって事は魔力の許容量が著しく低いって事か。「とりあえず上に戻るか。ヒュロロロォォ」俺は確認を終えた所で空を飛んで元の高さに戻る。で、戻ったところで考えたのだが、よくよく考えたら今の話はリーンの森を基準点に考えた場合の話である。だが、リーンの森はリーン様......つまりは神様が眠る森だ。となればその影響を色々と受けている可能性は高い。そしてこの考えが正しい場合、さっきの草が持っている魔力量がこの世界における普通で、リーンの森の方が異常だと言う考え方も出来る。と言うか、魔力が溢れている水とか土壌とか、勿論血もだがとにかく魔力が多いものは美味しく感じるのは今までの生活経験から分かっていることだし。そう言う色んな意味で美味しい物を食えばそれだけ強くなってもおかしくは無いよな。「あー、これは街に入る前に気づけて良かった事実かもな」本当にあの程度の魔力量が普通だった場合、俺の魔力を全力で開放していたらそれだけで周囲に対して大変な威圧感を与えることになっていたかもしれない。なにせミズキ曰く魔力というのは普通の生物には圧力とか違和感とかそう言った物で感じ取るらしいし。「とりあえずカモフラージュは念入りにしておくか」俺は体外に漏れ出る魔力量を極端に抑え込んで、周囲の生物たちよりもちょっと多い量まで漏れ出る量を減らす。これで傍目にはちょっと強いぐらいの生物にしか見えないだろう。と、同時に薄皮一枚下からは抑え込んだ分だけ余る事になった魔力があるので、その魔力を利用して全身の防御力を強化する。これで見た目の魔力量から油断して襲い掛かってきた敵が不意打ちをしてもその攻撃は薄皮一枚裂いたところで止まる仕組みだ。ついでに言えば薄皮一枚は本当に薄皮一枚なので、毒を流し込もうと思っても無理である。毒が全身に行き渡るためには血流の様に何かしらの流れが必要だからな。え?俺の身体に血は流れていない?確かに血は流れていないが、水分を行き渡らせるための葉脈とかは流れてるんだよ。だからきちんと毒は効きます。動物向けの毒なんかはほぼ無効化しますが。「さて、カモフラージュもしたところで周囲の風景も一通り見終わったし急ぐ......」で、準備が整った俺は高速飛行によって街に急行しようと思ったのだが...... 「はぁはぁ......誰か、誰かあぁ!!」地上にて簡素な防具に身を包んだ少女が蜂の群れに追われていた。さて、どうしますかね......?	“Bye!” It was spring now. With the animals’ fur being carried on Pumpkin’s back as an exchange for money, and the bear’s fur concealing his body of vines and various catalysts used for [Resonance Spell], he set out towards the town that could be glimpsed in the distance from Lean Forest. Of course, the purpose of heading to the town was to obtain writing materials! He was sick of writing with blood ink, let alone mokkan! The amount of magic power leaking out has been escalating these days! Part of his objective was to gather information on the “Kage-Ochi” and other various topics as well. After spending three seasons (summer, autumn, and winter) in Lean Forest, Pumpkin has received basically no information about the outside world, and if things continued in this way, it would be a poor choice for many reasons. He will simply respond, “Hibernating animals do not move so it is easy to tighten them up,” if someone inquires about the fur to be traded for money. “Hyulololoo.” By flying as high as possible to refrain from stirring unnecessary trouble or attracting attention, Pumpkin passed over the forest where the snow had melted and new shoots were sprouting, and over the village where he was born, where spring farmwork was just beginning. “Even so, the village seemed a bit rowdier than usual.” Once he was out of the sky over the village, Pumpkin slowed down to admire the scenery. His thoughts drifted back to the village he had just passed. He had actually made numerous trips to the village last winter to gather information, but in contrast to prior trips, the village appeared to be somewhat noisier today in an unfavorable way. To put it simply, the village seemed to be in a deadly frame of mind. Yeah, I can think of a lot of primary factors that would raise a ruckus... Well, it’s not my place to worry about. “What I should be more interested in is this liberating experience... Mmm. What a breathtaking landscape.” Turning sideways in mid-air, he surveyed the surrounding scenery. Lean Forest, which was a sea of trees as it should be, was surrounded by a diverse range of plains-based topography. Concretely speaking, there were mountains with plumes of smoke rising from their summits, the ocean with a clear horizon, roads plunging through the plains, and fields where people seemed to be growing some kind of crops. Pumpkin, incidentally, was presently flying at an altitude of little more than meters, so with his enhanced eyesight, he could plainly spot what was going on on the ground. Though from the ground, it will look like a dot. “Ngh? Hmm? This is...” While observing the ground, he was slowly making his way towards the city that was visible in the distance. Yet, after feeling something, he descended to the ground at one point. “How should I say this...” After landing on the ground, Pumpkin pulled out the appropriate grass and observed the magic in detail. He then verified what he had felt in the air and was positive that the thoughts floating around in his head were correct. “There is almost no magic?” That was what he had felt. The plants growing on the roads, the stones scattered about, and the animals observing at a distance, all seemed to have little or no magic power. No, to be exact, they did possess magic power. But compared to those in Lean Forest, the amount was relatively small, and unless he looked closely, he could not discern exactly what kind of magic they possessed. “I should test it out. [Overburst].” With the proper amount of magic power, he poured it into the grass in his hand. The grass then glowed with the same amount of magic power as the front teeth of the Anregirat, which, as far as he knew, was the easiest catalyst available in Lean Forest to activate [Overburst], and it burst apart with a bang and a firecracker-sized impact when separated from his hand. Yeah. According to my research results, if I were to use [Overburst] on a plant with green color magic power, the opposite of red color magic power would be the most efficient way to make it explode, and green color magic power shouldn’t explode so easily. The fact that it’s so susceptible to explode means that the magic power tolerance of the grass here is extremely low. “Anyway, I should get moving back up there. Hyulololoo!” After finishing checking, Pumpkin flew back to the original altitude. And when he returned to the top, he thought about it and realized that he was talking about Lean Forest as a reference point. However, Lean Forest is the forest where the God sleeps, in other words... Lean-sama. If this is the case, there is a high possibility that the forest has been affected by the God’s influence in various ways. If he was right in his assumptions, the amount of magic power that the grass earlier had was normal in this world, and Lean Forest was out of the norm. Or rather, it was known from his experience to date that water, soil, and of course blood, which were overflowing with magic power, tasted delectable when they had a lot of magic power. In that sense, it would not be shocking if the more delicious food he ate, the stronger he would become. “Ah, this might be a fortunate fact for me to have realized before entering the town.” If that amount of magic power was really normal, it would have been very intimidating to the people around him if he had released all of his magic power. According to Mizuki, magic power was something that living things would sense as pressure or discomfort. “In the meantime, I’m going to have to be extra vigilant with my camouflage. With his body’s magic power extremely suppressed, he reduced the amount of magic leaking out of his body to an amount slightly greater than that of the creatures around him. From a casual observer, it would appear as if he were a slightly stronger living being. At the same time, there was a surplus of magic power under his thin layer of skin, which he used to strengthen the defenses of his entire body. With this, even if an adversary caught off guard by the amount of magic power Pumpkin appeared to have and attacked him unexpectedly, the attack would end at the point where the thin skin was ripped open. Furthermore, since a thin layer of skin was truly only a thin layer of skin, it was impossible to inject poison into his body. For the poison to spread throughout his body, there must be some kind of current, like blood circulation. Huh? No blood is flowing in my body? It is true that there is no blood circulation in my body, but there are veins in my body that allow water to flow through. That’s why poisons work properly. Poisons for animals are almost completely nullified, though. “So now that I’m camouflaged and have had a quick look at the surrounding scenery, I’m in a hurry...” When he was ready, he was going to rush to the city by fast flight but... “Hah hah... someone, someoneeeee!!” On the ground, a girl in simple protective gear was being chased by a swarm of bees. Well, what do I do now...?	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
「俺が店長になってから、今日で10日目か」早朝のアイヲンモール異世界店。建物の外に出た俺は、ぐっと体を伸ばす。「異世界に来てからは11日目。こうやってアイヲンモールで生活してると、異世界感はあんまりないけどなあ」目の前の駐車場はむきだしの土でまわりは森だけど、まあ立地によってはそんなアイヲンモールもあるかもしれない。早朝の巡回から戻ってきたスケルトン隊長とスケルトン部隊に声をかける。隊長の肩の上にはふよふよと黒いモヤが浮いていて、今日はゴーストに外を巡回したようだ。「じゃなくて! 異世界に馴染みすぎだろ俺! モンスター出てるし、『お疲れさまでーす』って相手は骨と霊だし! そもそも疲れるのか?ってそういう問題でもなくて!」「ナオヤさん? 朝からどうかしましたか? 私の配下たちが何か?」「......ウサギ。おいしそう」「あいかわらずナオヤは元気だな! はっ! ま、まま、まさか朝から元気を抑えきれずに! 『クロエがなだめてくれ』などと寝ぼけたフリして私を押し倒して朝から! くっ、殺せ!」「俺は元気なのか寝ぼけてるのか設定はっきりしろエルフ。とりあえずクロエは朝から元気だな」リッチでアンデッドのアンナさん、ドラゴンで人化モードのバルベラ、エルフで聖騎士のクロエ。 ......うん、異世界感しかありませんでした。「よし、じゃあ開店準備をはじめるか。今日は朝から看板があるから、昨日よりもお客さまが増えるだろう。そのつもりでいるように」「き、昨日よりも......? では今日もお客さまが100人以上も来てしまうのかっ! 連日のお祭りではないかナオヤ!」「ふふ、楽しみですねクロエさん。......そうだ、ナオヤさん」「どうしましたアンナさん?ってバルベラ? その、引きずってるのは何かな?」「......ん」「えーっと、俺にくれるってこと? コレを?」前に持ってくるけど、大半は後ろに転がったままだ。「丸太? じゃないな。......コレひょっとして、肉か?」「......目玉」「ああ、目玉商品! そうか、俺が昨日『目玉が欲しい』って言ったからバルベラが狩ってきてくれたのか! それで、コレはなんの肉だ? 丸太みたいなデカさなんだけど......」小さな手でバルベラが掴んでるのは肉の端、皮の部分だ。「中央にある白いのは骨か?ってことはコレは何かの尻尾? ずいぶんデカい生き物だな。まるでドラゴンになった時のバルベラぐらい............え?」ほんのり赤い皮には、ウロコを剥がされたあとのような模様が見える。片手で皮を掴んで、ぐいっと俺に肉を近づけてくるバルベラ。「あの、バルベラ? この肉ってまさか」「......料理。食べたい」アンナさんを見る。いつものように微笑んでる。「ナオヤさん、美味しいと有名で、貴重な肉ですよ?」「そうですね俺の想像通りなら貴重な肉でしょうねアンナさん。へえ、おいしいんだ。この世界のこの肉はおいしいタイプなんだ」クロエを見る。キラキラした目で俺を見つめてくる。「きっと焼くだけではないのだろう!? どんな肉料理にするんだナオヤ! 味見は私に任せてくれ! エルフの! この私に!」「だから肉料理に興奮するなエルフ。扱ったことない食材だからどうするか考えてから、ってそれでいいのか俺」バルベラを見る。なんだかちょっと涙目な気がするけど、口からはヨダレが垂れてる。「え、ええー? いいのか? ほんとにそれでいいのかバルベラ? カニバリズムどころじゃない狂気を感じるんだけど。猟奇的な幼女?」異世界の価値観が理解できなすぎてほんと異文化コミュニケーション研修がまったく役に立ってないんですけど。だってこの、丸太みたいに太くてデカい尻尾は—— だろ? というかドラゴン形態の「......正解」「いや『正解』じゃないだろバルベラ! 尻尾を斬り落として大丈夫なのか!? 治るのか!?」「ナオヤさん、心配はいりません。ドラゴンは幻想種です。その体は実体があって実体がなく、肉であって肉ではないのです」「肉であって肉ではない。哲学かな? アンナさん、それで治るんですか? 大丈夫なんだなバルベラ?」「ええ、魔力が満ちればドラゴンの体は再生します。ね、バルベラちゃん?」「......すぐ生える」「トカゲの尻尾かよ!ってドラゴンってそういえばトカゲっぽかったなじゃあおかしくないのかいや待て待て待て」「ではナオヤさん、私たちは開店準備を進めてますね」「そうだなアンナ、ナオヤには肉料理の試作に集中してもらわないとな! よし、行くぞバルベラ!」混乱する俺を置いて、三人の従業員は開店準備に向かっていった。「マジか。コレどうしよう。あー、うん、本人がいいならいいけども。いいのか?」手伝ってくれるつもりなのか、アイヲンモールからエプロン付きスケルトンたちが出てきた。「ナオヤにも見せるべきだったな! この精霊剣エペデュポワの斬れ味と、一撃で断ち切った聖騎士の! この私の剣の腕を!」「......ちょっと痛い」「大丈夫ですかバルベラちゃん? いま『治癒』の魔法をかけますね」アンナさんの手がぼんやり光って、バルベラのお尻に添えられた。「はい? いや『治癒』ってアンナさんリッチなんじゃ。アンデッドなのに回復魔法の使い手って。自分にダメージ入るわけでもないみたいだし」離れていく三人をぼーっと見送る。俺のツッコミは届かない。エプロン付きスケルトンたちはがかりで尻尾を「よし。考えるな、感じるんだ俺。とりあえず料理でもして落ち着こう。使うのはドラゴンの肉で従業員の持ち込み、持ち込みっていうか従業員の体の一部だった肉だけどね! 異世界怖い!」俺が店長になってから10日目のアイヲンモール異世界店。	“Since I became the store manager, today marks the th day, huh?” Early morning at the Aion Mall in another world. As I stepped outside the building, I stretched my body. “It’s been days since I came to this other world. Living in the Aion Mall like this, it doesn’t feel all that different from my old world.” I looked back at the familiar Aion Mall. The parking lot in front of me was bare soil surrounded by woods. Well, I suppose there might be Aion Malls like this depending on the location. After all, they’ve been actively expanding overseas lately. I never thought they would venture into other worlds, though. “Ah, good morning. Welcome back from your early patrol,” I greeted the Skeleton Captain and the Skeleton Squad who had just returned. A faint black mist floated over the Skeleton Captain’s shoulder, and it seemed that even the Ghost had joined them on their patrol outside today. The Skeleton Squad was carrying a single-horned rabbit between the two of them. They must have caught it during their early patrol. In a world where monsters existed, it was really reassuring to have them securing our safety. “Actually, forget that! Am I getting too used to this other world? There are monsters around, and the ones I’m greeting with ‘good morning’ are skeletons and spirits! And on top of that, am I supposed to get tired here? Well, that’s not even the issue!” “Naoya-san? Is something wrong this morning? Did something happen to my subordinates?” “...Rabbit. Looks delicious.” “As energetic as ever, Naoya! Ha! C-could it be that you couldn’t contain your energy and were hoping for me to comfort you, and then you’d use that as an excuse to push me down in the morning?! You, kuh- kill me!” “Can you at least decide whether I’m energetic or half-asleep, this clunky Elf? For now, Chloe seems to be energetic from the morning.” The three employees who approached me were Anna, the Lich and Undead; Barbara, the Dragon in human form, and Chloe, the Elf Holy Knight. The skeletons and ghosts were also working for me, so you could say they were employees too. ...Yeah, this really doesn’t feel like another world at all. “Alright, let’s start preparing to open the store. We have a sign today, so we’ll probably have more customers than yesterday. Let’s be ready for that.” “W-What do you mean, more than yesterday...? Does that mean we’ll have over customers again today?! It’s like an ongoing festival, Naoya!” “Fufu~, I’m looking forward to it, Chloe-san. By the way, Naoya-san...” “What’s the matter, Anna-san? Wait, Barbara? What is it that you’re dragging along?” “...Hmhh.” “Um, are you giving that to me? This thing?” Behind the three who were lined up, Barbara dragged something forward with a scrabbling sound. She tried to bring it to the front, but most of it remained at the back. It was because it was huge. “A log? No, that’s not it... Could this possibly be meat?” “...Eye-catching.” “Ah, a special product! I see, because I said yesterday that I wanted something special, Barbara went out hunting and got this for me! So, what kind of meat is this? It’s as big as a log, but...” Barbara was holding a piece of meat by a small hand, a part covered in skin. It seemed like I was looking at a cross-section, with densely packed red meat visible. The size and the fact that I could see the cross-section made it comparable to a chopped log. “The white part in the center is a bone, right? So, is this some kind of tail? It must be from a massive creature. It’s almost as big as Barbara when she transforms into a drag-on... eh?” It was a tail of the size and thickness of a thick log. The slightly red skin had patterns resembling peeled scales. I glanced at Barbara. She held the skin with one hand and brought the meat closer to me. Her other hand was on her butt. “Um, Barbara? Could this meat possibly be...” “...Cook. Want, eat.” I looked at Anna. She was smiling as usual. “Naoya-san, it’s famous for being delicious and a rare piece of meat, you know?” “Yes, if it’s what I’m imagining, then it must be a precious meat, Anna-san. Ah, I see, it’s delicious. This world’s meat must be a tasty type.” I looked at Chloe. She was gazing at me with sparkling eyes. “I’m sure it’s not just for grilling!? What kind of meat dish are you going to make, Naoya?! Leave the tasting to me! The Elf Holy Knight! Me!” “Elf, don’t get so excited about meat dishes. Since it’s an ingredient I’ve never dealt with before, I need to think about how to cook it first. Is that alright with you?” I looked at Barbera. She seemed to have a somewhat teary-eyed expression, but drool was dripping from her mouth. “Huh, really? Are you sure, Barbera? You’re giving off a sense of madness that goes beyond cannibalism. A bizarre little girl?” I was repulsed, the three of them were excited. I just can’t understand the values of this other world, and the cross-cultural communication training is not helping at all. After all, this tail, thick and huge like a log, is... “This-is-a-dra-gon-tail, right? Or rather, it’s-the-tail-of-Bar-be-ra-in-dra-gon-form, right?” “...Correct.” “Just don’t straight answer ‘Correct’ there, Barbera! Can you just chop off a dragon’s tail like that? Will it heal?” “Naoya-san, you don’t need to worry. Dragons are mythical beings. Their bodies exist and don’t exist, they are flesh and not flesh.” “Flesh and not flesh. Is this philosophy? Anna-san, will it heal like that? Are you sure, Barbera?” “Yes, if magic power is abundant, a dragon’s body will regenerate. Right, Barbera-chan?” “...Grow back soon.” “It’s like a lizard’s tail! Wait, come to think of it, dragons do look a bit lizard-like. So, it’s not strange, right? No, wait, wait, wait!” “Then, Naoya-san, we’ll proceed with the preparations for the store opening.” “That’s right, Anna. Naoya should focus on developing the meat dishes! Alright, let’s go, Barbera!” Leaving me in confusion, the three employees headed towards the preparations for the store opening. They didn’t even need instructions, they acted on their own. Well, not really. “Seriously? What do I do with this? Ah, well, if she’s okay with it, then it’s fine, I guess. Is it really okay?” As if intending to help, Skeletons with aprons came out from Aion Mall hall. Yeah, I can’t handle this on my own, and I doubt I can cut this meat even with a meat cleaver. “I should have shown this to Naoya! The sharpness of this spirit sword, ‘Épée du Pouvoir,’ and the skill of the Holy Knight who cut with a single blow! The prowess of my sword!” “... A bit painful.” “Are you alright, Barbera-chan? I’ll cast the ‘Heal’ spell for you.” The three of them heading towards the preparations were chatting cheerfully. Anna’s hand faintly glowed as she touched Barbera’s butt. “Huh? ‘Heal’? Wait, isn’t Anna a Lich? An undead using healing magic? It seems like she doesn’t even take damage herself.” I absentmindedly watched them walk away. My retorts couldn’t reach them. The Skeletons with aprons carried the tail away with the help of four of them. “Alright, don’t think, just feel, Naoya. Let’s just cook something and calm down. I’ll use the dragon’s meat, which is technically part of an employee’s body, for the dish! This other world is scary!” My lament echoed in front of the Iowan Mall in another world on the 0th day since I became the store manager. Today, it seems like it’ll be another day full of otherworldly experiences.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 2, "inserted_lines_src": 26, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
ミトロフは背後を見る余裕もないままに声をあげ、刺突剣を抜いた。眼前に掲げ、腰を落とす。自分よりも重い存在が、驚異的な速さで突っ込んでくる。ぶつかれば命はないだろう。その事実を分かっていながらも、ミトロフの思考は冷静だった。昇華によって得た精神力の向上は、ミトロフにどんな時でも冷静さを与えてくれる。しかし冷静さとは現実を認める能力だ。自分に都合よく変化させるものではない。刺突剣を構えてはみても、手に持つ細剣であの巨体を止められるわけがない。跳ね飛ばされるだけだ。ミトロフの精神が耐えられるギリギリまで猪を引きつけてから、横に跳んだ。分厚く、生ぬるい風の壁が通り過ぎたようだった。直後。ガツン、と腹の底まで震わすような硬い音が響く。贅肉の身体を揺らしながら必死に起き上がったミトロフが振り返ると、黄土猪は壁に牙をめり込ませていた。壁が削れ、広がっているのは、こうして黄土猪が何千、何万回と牙を打ち込んできたせいなのだ。黄土猪が動きを止めている今が攻撃の機会である。しかしミトロフからは遠い。巨体であることは猪と同じでも、ミトロフ足ほど速くは走れない。だがこと動物に関しては、ミトロフよりも遥かに優れた存在がいた。頭を振りながら身体を反転させた黄土猪の顔を、ミトロフが認めたとき、その額に矢が突き立った。「魔物であろうと猪ならば慣れた相手じゃわい」弓矢をつがえたグラシエが鋭い目で黄土猪をとらえている。猪は額の矢に苦しむようにもがき、壁を牙で削り、身体を打ちつける。とても近づける様子ではない。遠くに避けていたカヌレが小走りで二人に寄ってくる。「これは......どうしましょう......?」「とどめを刺すにも、近づきようがないな」ううむ、とグラシエが唸った。「並の猪であればあれで仕留められるのじゃが......さすが魔物、ということか。皮か肉か骨が頑丈なのかのう。この弓の張りでは通用せぬのかもしれぬな」狩人として頼り愛用してきた弓を、グラシエは複雑な気持ちで見つめた。これまで何の不満も、また不安もなく、すっかり手に馴染んだ弓である。しかし野山の獲物を狩るのには良くとも、魑魅魍魎の棲む迷宮にあっては、これでは心許ないということが明らかになりつつあった。黄土猪は頭を壁に擦りつけることで矢を無理矢理に抜き去ると、怒りを呼気にしながら3人を見据えた。ガッ、ガッ、と地面を前脚で削り、いざと体重を掛けたその膝に、矢が刺さった。黄土猪は崩れ落ちるように地に伏せた。そこに再び、グラシエが矢を引き絞る。いつもよりも強く引いたことで、弓が軋み鳴いた。放たれた矢は黄土猪の額を打ち抜き、今度こそ、その息の根を止めた。「お見事」とミトロフは感嘆し、細剣を鞘に納める。弓とはとかく扱いの難しい武器である。狙った場所に当てるには長年の修練が必要となる。軍にあっても、習熟した弓兵は他のどの兵よりも価値があるものだ。これだけ離れた猪の額を撃ち抜くというのは、見識の薄いミトロフからしても相当な腕前に違いないと分かる。しかしミトロフが見やれば、グラシエはわずかに唇を尖らせて不満そうな顔をしている。「あれは眼孔を狙ったのじゃ。引きを強くするのにも慣れねばいかんのう」「......それでも、大変な腕前だと思いますが」おずおずと言うカヌレはすっかり感心したという様子である。「森では、猪よりも素早い小動物を狙うことが多いでな。あれだけ的が大きければ気が楽じゃよ」「はあ。そういうもの、ですか」カヌレは何とも不思議なことだ、というように頷きつつ、黄土猪に近づいていく。「黄土猪は牙が重用されておるな。毛皮や脚の腱、肉も骨も、余すところのない恵みの動物じゃ。とはいえ、迷宮でこれを解体するのも、持ち帰るのも大仕事になろう」森での狩りであれば喜びを携えて仲間を呼ぶなりするものである。だがここは迷宮であり、黄土猪はあくまで探索をする上での障害のひとつという扱いでしかない。 3人は相談しながらも、やはり回収するべきものを厳選することにした。二本の牙と背の肉である。牙はもちろん、背の肉もまたギルドで買取られている部位である。ギルドでの食堂だけでなく、街にも普及しており、魔物を忌避しがちな市民にも受け入れられている食材だ。「......果物の甘いところだけを齧って捨てるような気分じゃのう。罪悪感がある」「狩人の習慣というやつか」「うむ。仕留めた以上は余すところなく活用したいものじゃが......ええい、森での意識を迷宮に持ち込んではいかんな。先に進もうぞ」グラシエが先頭に立って斥候を。カヌレが真ん中を歩き、ミトロフが最後尾で背後を警戒する。	Without even looking back, Mitrof raised his voice and pulled out his thrusting sword. He raised it in front of him and lowered his waist. A heavier presence than himself was coming at an astonishing speed. If they collided, he would surely die. Despite being aware of this fact, Mitrof’s thinking remained calm. The improvement in his mental strength through sublimation provided him with calmness at all times. However, calmness is the ability to recognize reality. It’s not something to change to your advantage. Even though he held his thrusting sword, he knew that he couldn’t stop that huge body with the small sword in his hand. He would only bounce back. Mitrof led the boar until his mind could barely handle it and then jumped sideways. It seemed as if a thick, warm wall of air had passed by. Immediately after. A loud, hard sound shook him to the bottom of his stomach. Mitrof, struggling to get up with his body shaking from the excess fat, looked back and saw the ochre boar’s tusk embedded in the wall. The wall was being scraped and expanded from the thousands and tens of thousands of times that the ochre boar had struck its tusk into it. Now is the opportunity to attack while the ochre boar has stopped moving. However, it is far away from Mitrof. Although Mitrof’s body is as large as a boar’s, he cannot run as fast as a four-legged boar. However, when it comes to animals, there is a far superior entity than Mitrof. When Mitrof recognized the ochre boar’s face, shaking its head and reversing its body, an arrow pierced its forehead. “Even if it’s a monster, if it’s a boar, I’m used to dealing with them.” Grace, who had attached a second arrow to her bow, took aim at the ochre boar with sharp eyes. The boar writhed in agony from the arrow in its forehead, scraping the wall with its tusks and banging its body. It was clear that getting closer to it was not an option. Canule, who had been keeping her distance, jogged over to the pair. “This is... What do we do...?” “We can’t get close enough to finish it off.” “Hmm,” Grace groaned. “If it were a regular boar, we could take care of it, but perhaps it’s because it’s a monster—I wonder if its skin, meat, or bones are too sturdy for my bow to handle.” Grace looked at her bow with mixed feelings, as she had relied on and used it as a hunter. She had no complaints or worries about this bow, as it had become completely familiar to her. However, it was becoming evident that it was not trustworthy in the labyrinth, where all sorts of demons and monsters dwelled, even though it was good for hunting animals in the wilderness. The ochre boar forcefully pulled out the arrow by rubbing its head against the wall and looked at the three of them with anger. With a scrape on the ground with its front hooves, it put weight on its knees, and an arrow pierced through them. The ochre boar fell to the ground, prostrated. Grace pulled the arrow again. The bow squeaked as she pulled harder than usual. The arrow hit the ochre boar’s forehead and finally stopped its breath. “Well done.” Mitrof exclaimed, sheathing his rapier. The bow is a difficult weapon to handle. It takes years of practice to hit the target accurately. Even in the army, skilled bowmen are more valuable than any other soldier. Even Mitrof, who had little understanding, could see that hitting a wild boar from such a distance was quite an impressive feat. However, Grace barely concealed her dissatisfaction as she watched. “I aimed for the eye socket—I have to get used to a tighter draw.” “...Still, I think it’s an incredible skill.” Canule, speaking timidly, seemed completely impressed. “In the forest, we often hunt small animals that are faster than wild boars—with such a large target, it makes things easier.” “I see—that’s how it is.” With a look of wonder on her face, Canule nodded and walked closer to the ochre boar. “The tusks of the ochre boar are highly prized—its fur, tendons, meat, and bones are all valuable resources. However, dismantling and carrying it back in the labyrinth will be a big task.” If it were a forest hunt, they would call their comrades with joy. However, this is a labyrinth, and the ochre boar is nothing more than an obstacle to be overcome in their exploration. The three of them discussed it and decided to carefully select the items to recover. They chose the two tusks and the flesh from its back. Of course, the tusks were valuable, but the back flesh was also a valuable part that the guild purchased. It was not only used in the guild’s cafeteria but also had spread around the town and was accepted by citizens who were hesitant to eat monster meat. “...It feels like biting only the sweet part of a fruit and throwing away the rest—I feel guilty.” “That’s called a hunter’s habit.” “Yes, we should make use of everything we’ve caught, but let’s not bring our forest consciousness into the labyrinth—let’s move forward.” Grace took the lead as the scout. Canule walked in the middle, carrying the ochre boar’s two tusks, making it difficult to respond to sudden attacks. Therefore, Mitrof walked at the back, keeping an eye out for any potential threats.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
夢のような時間です夢見る事について話します私にとって夢は叶えるものです去年ワンマンショーを開きました 1時間半に渡り観客に伝えることができました私がいかに創作に身を捧げ完璧を求め不可能を可能にしてきたかその後 TEDに挑戦されました「これ 18分に縮められない?」 18分ですよ明らかに無理ですでもやりました 1つの手としては早口で話して― 詰め込んだ内容の理解については神まかせにする? いやいやまず創作の神様に敬意を表しましょうどうか一緒に一分間の沈黙を捧げて下さいいんちきで 20秒ですが― TEDですから仕方ない 6歳の頃手品に夢中になりましたクリスマスに手品セットと大昔のカード手品の本をもらい他愛ない仕掛けよりただのカード操作に惹かれました中でも一番難しいのはこれですいけない事ですがカードの場所をお見せしますここですこの手品は 7つの動きから成り説明は7ページに渡るものでした 1、2、3、 4、5、6、7、しかもカードは当時の私の手より大きかった 2か月後 6歳にして 7つの動きをマスターし有名な手品師の前でやってみせました 6歳児ですよ彼は言った「ひどいもんだ 2秒もかかってるしカードが見えてしまっているプロなら 1秒とかけずに完璧にやりとげなければ」 2年後にはこうですずるはなし裏側にあります完璧です [情熱] 情熱を以てあらゆることに取り組みます手品の勉強中何度も言われました「ジャグリングをやれば― 器用になり手の動きをコントロールできる」ジャグラーの素早く滑らかな動きには長年感心していましたというわけで 14歳のジャグラーが誕生若いジャグラーと友達になりクラブを3つ売ってもらいました米国ではなじみのない「クラブ」説明するとボウリングのピン型の美しい物体で作るのは― とても難しい正確に削る必要がある売ってもらった時― その友達は人目を気にしていた私は気にしませんでしたがね新しいクラブで練習しました分からなかったのは速さはあっても滑らかさがなかった事いつも手から逃げていくんですいつも引き戻そうとし続けていました世界一のジャグラーフランシス・ブランが― ある日それを見て顔をしかめ― 「クラブを見せて」と言う堂々とお見せしましたよ彼は言った「君はだまされた不良品だ全然調整がなってないこれじゃうまくできないさ」 [不屈] 不屈の精神で私はあきらめませんでしたたくさんの芸を見ましたいや見たのではなく聞いたのです空中を歩く驚くべき人々つまり綱渡り芸人です子供の頃よく綱で遊んだり木登りをしてましたそういうわけで 16歳で綱渡り芸人になりましたまず木を2本見つけます普通の木ではなく特徴のある木です長いロープを用意しぐるぐるぐるぐる目一杯巻きつけるロープは平行になりますペンチやハンガーでそれをまとめロープの道のできあがりです世界一幅広い綱渡り用の綱です世界一幅が広い靴が必要でした巨大で不格好なスキー靴にしましたふらふらとロープに上るんです数日で向こうに渡れるようになりロープを一本切りました次の日も一本数日後ロープは一本になっていましたおわかりでしょうが― スキー靴はスリッパに替える必要がありましたやってみたい方の為に言いますがこの方法はおすすめしません [直感] 直感が私の人生には不可欠でしたその間 5つの学校を退学になりました先生ではなく― 自分自身を教師に新しい芸の修業をし道でジャグラーをしていたからです綱渡りではすぐにプロの技を修得しましたが満足できませんでしたそこで自分の技を編み出し磨き始めましたでも働き口はなし黙って綱を張り無許可で演技をしましたノートルダムやシドニー・ハーバーブリッジワールド・トレード・センターでね自信がつきました「向こう側に渡れる」という自信です最初の一歩に必要な物ですそうは言っても― ワールド・トレード・センターでは怖じ気づきましたけどね突如として空気の密度が変わりマンハッタンは縮んで― 物音はスコールに混じりその激しさももう分からない棒を手にへりに近づく踏み出して左足を綱の上にのせる建物の側面についた右足に体重がかかりました左足にちょっぴり体重をかけようか? 右足の負荷が減ってすんなり綱にのせられるこちら側には私が積み重ねてきた人生反対側には雲に満ちた宇宙未知の世界で “無”も同然足下にあるのは55 mの綱ノースタワーに続いています真っ直ぐな綱でたわんだり揺れたり震えたり回ったりする冷たく 3トンの力で張られていて今にも弾け― 私を飲み込む心の中でうなり声がします「逃げたい」という狂おしい声でももう手遅れです準備は整っている右足がしっかりと綱の上に乗った [信念] 頭の中で「疑い」は「信念」に置き換えています「何故できた?」そう訊かれますが「できるかどうか」「記録破りの高さに挑戦する」そうではないワールド・トレード・センターももっと低い所も技のレベルとしては同じように見なしています全く違う種類の芸でもね例えばジャグリングいつでもチョークで道に円を描き台詞のないこっけいなキャラクターになる 45年間続けてます空の上にいる時と同じぐらい幸せですまあここは― 道端ではないので芸なんてやりませんよ見たくないでしょ? 見たい? そんな事ないでしょ? (拍手) (拍手) どうもありがとう道端で演技する時はいつもアドリブを入れます [即興] すると実力がつく未知の領域に入る事ですからね「不可能」は常に未知の領域にあるだからアドリブをしていると不可能が可能になる気がする何度も「不可能」を― 可能にしてきました例えば― イスラエル昔イスラエル祭のオープニングに招かれ綱渡りをしましたエルサレムの― アラブ地区とユダヤ地区の間を渡ったんです綱の真ん中で足を止めて手品師のように平和の象徴である鳩を空に放すいい考えだと思いました今だから言えますが苦労して鳩を見つけホテルで練習しました取り出して空中に放すと毎回壁をかすめ― ベッドに戻ってしまう部屋が狭いせいだと思いました本番の日は― 広い所だから大丈夫さて本番の日です 8万人が通りに詰めかけましたコレック市長が励ましてくれましたが緊張しているようです綱の上だけでなく地上も緊迫していました何故なら- そこに集まった人達は敵同士だったのですから順調に綱渡りを始めました中央で足を止め鳩を取り出します喜び手を叩く人々堂々たる手つきで私は- 平和の象徴を青空にはばたかせるでも鳩は飛ばずに- 私の頭の上に着地しました怒号がしたので私は鳩を引っつかんでもう一度空に放ったところが- 飛び方を知らないらしくドスン!と今度はバランス棒に着地確かに笑えますがね反射的にさっとしゃがみました観衆は怒り狂うでしょう「こいつ鳩に- こんな事させてそれでもプロか」 (笑) お辞儀をし挨拶の仕草で- バランス棒を叩き鳩を追い払いましたご想像通りこの飛べない鳩は- またじたばたしたあげく綱の上に着地観衆はみんな大騒ぎですでも続きがあるそこは50ヤード地点疲れ果て歩みはのろかったその時- 何処かで見物人が- 足取りに合わせ手を叩いたするとたちまち観衆全体が手を叩き始めました喜びの拍手でなくそれは励ましの拍手でした一瞬人々が隔たりを忘れたのです彼らは一つになり私の成功を願いました少し味わって下さい素晴らしいシンフォニーを私はここあの椅子が終点です私が歩いたら手を叩いて下さい (手拍子) 市長とは友人になりました鳩を頭に乗せた私の写真を机に飾っているとか何も知らずにね切り盛りするのが大変なその街で難題にぶつかっても諦めずその写真を見て言う「フィリップにできたら私だって」そうやって力を得て仕事に戻っていくのです [鼓舞] 自分を力づければ他人も力づけられるその事は忘れない皆さんも忘れないで家に帰っても覚えていてあなたの腕に羽を付けて飛び立って下さいそして世界を違う角度から眺めるのです山が見えたとしても山は動かせる事を忘れないでありがとうありがとうありがとう	It was dreaming time. Now my story has a lot to do with dreaming, although I'm known to make my dreams come true. Last year, I created a one-man show. For an hour and a half I shared with the audience a lifetime of creativity, how I pursue perfection, how I cheat the impossible. And then TED challenged me: "Philippe, can you shrink this lifetime to 18 minutes?" Eighteen minutes, clearly impossible. But here I am. One solution was to rehearse a machine gun delivery in which every syllable, every second will have its importance and hope to God the audience will be able to follow me. No, no, no. No, the best way for me to start is to pay my respects to the gods of creativity. So please join me for a minute of silence. Okay, I cheated, it was a mere 20 seconds. But hey, we're on TED time. When I was six years old, I fell in love with magic. For Christmas I got a magic box and a very old book on card manipulation. Somehow I was more interested in pure manipulation than in all the silly little tricks in the box. So I looked in the book for the most difficult move, and it was this. Now I'm not supposed to share that with you, but I have to show you the card is hidden in the back of the hand. Now that manipulation was broken down into seven moves described over seven pages. One, two, three, four, five, six and seven. And let me show you something else. The cards were bigger than my hands. Two months later, six years old, I'm able to do one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. And I go to see a famous magician and proudly ask him, "Well what do you think?" Six years old. The magician looked at me and said, "This is a disaster. You cannot do that in two seconds and have a minuscule part of the card showing. For the move to be professional, it has to be less than one second and it has to be perfect." Two years later, one -- zoop. And I'm not cheating. It's in the back. It's perfect. Passion is the motto of all my actions. As I'm studying magic, juggling is mentioned repeatedly as a great way to acquire dexterity and coordination. Now I had long admired how fast and fluidly jugglers make objects fly. So that's it. I'm 14; I'm becoming a juggler. I befriend a young juggler in a juggling troupe, and he agrees to sell me three clubs. But in America you have to explain. What are clubs? Nothing to do with golf. They are those beautiful oblong objects, but quite difficult to make. They have to be precisely lathed. Oh, when I was buying the clubs, somehow the young juggler was hiding from the others. Well I didn't think much of it at the time. Anyway, here I was progressing with my new clubs. But I could not understand. I was pretty fast, but I was not fluid at all. The clubs were escaping me at each throw. And I was trying constantly to bring them back to me. Until one day I practiced in front of Francis Brunn, the world's greatest juggler. And he was frowning. And he finally asked, "Can I see those?" So I proudly showed him my clubs. He said, "Philippe, you have been had. They are impossible to juggle." Tenacity is how I kept at it against all odds. So I went to the circus to see more magicians, more jugglers, and I saw -- oh no, no, no, I didn't see. It was more interesting; I heard. I heard about those amazing men and women who walk on thin air -- the high-wire walkers. Now I have been playing with ropes and climbing all my childhood, so that's it. I'm 16; I'm becoming a wire walker. I found two trees -- but not any kind of trees, trees with character -- and then a very long rope. And I put the rope around and around and around and around and around till I had no more rope. Now I have all of those ropes parallel like this. I get a pair of pliers and some coat hangers, and I gather them together in some kind of ropey path. So I just created the widest tightrope in the world. What did I need? I needed the widest shoes in the world. So I found some enormous, ridiculous, giant ski boots and then wobbly, wobbly I get on the ropes. Well within a few days I'm able to do one crossing. So I cut one rope off. And the next day one rope off. And a few days later, I was practicing on a single tightrope. Now you can imagine at that time I had to switch the ridiculous boots for some slippers. So that is how -- in case there are people here in the audience who would like to try -- this is how not to learn wire walking. Intuition is a tool essential in my life. In the meantime, I am being thrown out of five different schools because instead of listening to the teachers, I am my own teacher, progressing in my new art and becoming a street juggler. On the high wire, within months, I'm able to master all the tricks they do in the circus, except I am not satisfied. I was starting to invent my own moves and bring them to perfection. But nobody wanted to hire me. So I started putting a wire up in secret and performing without permission. Notre Dame, the Sydney Harbor Bridge, the World Trade Center. And I developed a certitude, a faith that convinced me that I will get safely to the other side. If not, I will never do that first step. Well nonetheless, on the top of the World Trade Center my first step was terrifying. All of a sudden the density of the air is no longer the same. Manhattan no longer spreads its infinity. The murmur of the city dissolves into a squall whose chilling power I no longer feel. I lift the balancing pole. I approach the edge. I step over the beam. I put my left foot on the cable, the weight of my body raised on my right leg anchored to the flank of the building. Shall I ever so slightly shift my weight to the left? My right leg will be unburdened, my right foot will freely meet the wire. On one side, a mass of a mountain, a life I know. On the other, the universe of the clouds, so full of unknown we think it's empty. At my feet, the path to the north tower -- 60 yards of wire rope. It's a straight line, which sags, which sways, which vibrates, which rolls on itself, which is ice, which is three tons tight, ready to explode, ready to swallow me. An inner howl assails me, the wild longing to flee. But it is too late. The wire is ready. Decisively my other foot sets itself onto the cable. Faith is what replaces doubt in my dictionary. So after the walk people ask me, "How can you top that?" I was not interested in collecting the gigantic, in breaking records. In fact, I put my World Trade Center crossing at the same artistic level as some of my smaller walks -- or some completely different type of performance. Let's see, such as my street juggling, for example. So each time I draw my circle of chalk on the pavement and enter as the improvising comic silent character I created 45 years ago, I am as happy as when I am in the clouds. But this here, this is not the street. So I cannot street juggle here, you understand. So you don't want me to street juggle here, right? You know that, right? You don't want me to juggle, right? Thank you. Thank you. Each time I street juggle I use improvisation. Now improvisation is empowering because it welcomes the unknown. And since what's impossible is always unknown, it allows me to believe I can cheat the impossible. Now I have done the impossible not once, but many times. So what should I share? Oh, I know. Israel. Some years ago I was invited to open the Israel Festival by a high-wire walk. And I chose to put my wire between the Arab quarters and the Jewish quarter of Jerusalem over the Ben Hinnom Valley. if in the middle of the wire I stopped and, like a magician, I produce a dove and send her in the sky as a living symbol of peace. Well now I must say, it was a little bit hard to find a dove in Israel, but I got one. And in my hotel room, each time I practiced making it appear and throwing her in the air, she would graze the wall and end up on the bed. So I said, now it's okay. The room is too small. I mean, a bird needs space to fly. It will go perfectly on the day of the walk. Now comes the day of the walk. Eighty thousand people spread over the entire valley. The mayor of Jerusalem, Teddy Kollek, comes to wish me the best. But he seemed nervous. There was tension in my wire, but I also could feel tension on the ground. Because all those people were made up of people who, for the most part, considered each other enemies. So I start the walk. Everything is fine. I stop in the middle. I make the dove appear. People applaud in delight. And then in the most magnificent gesture, I send the bird of peace into the azure. But the bird, instead of flying away, goes flop, flop, flop and lands on my head. And people scream. So I grab the dove, and for the second time I send her in the air. But the dove, who obviously didn't go to flying school, goes flop, flop, flop and ends up at the end of my balancing pole. You laugh, you laugh. But hey. I sit down immediately. It's a reflex of wire walkers. Now in the meantime, the audience, they go crazy. They must think this guy with this dove, he must have spent years working with him. What a genius, what a professional. So I take a bow. I salute with my hand. to dislodge the bird. Now the dove, who, now you know, obviously cannot fly, does for the third time a little flop, flop, flop and ends up on the wire behind me. And the entire valley goes crazy. Now but hold on, I'm not finished. So now I'm like 50 yards from my arrival and I'm exhausted, so my steps are slow. And something happened. Somebody somewhere, a group of people, starts clapping in rhythm with my steps. And within seconds the entire valley is applauding in unison with each of my steps. But not an applause of delight like before, an applause encouragement. For a moment, the entire crowd had forgotten their differences. They had become one, pushing me to triumph. I want you just for a second to experience this amazing human symphony. So let's say I am here and the chair is my arrival. So I walk, you clap, everybody in unison. So after the walk, Teddy and I become friends. in the middle of the wire with a dove on my head. He didn't know the true story. And whenever he's daunted by an impossible situation to solve in this hard-to-manage city, instead of giving up, he looks at the picture and he says, "If Philippe can do that, I can do this," and he goes back to work. Inspiration. By inspiring ourselves we inspire others. I will never forget this music, and I hope now neither will you. Please take this music with you home, and start gluing feathers to your arms and take off and fly, and look at the world from a different perspective. And when you see mountains, remember mountains can be moved. Thank you. Thank you. 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「んぅ......んぅ?」若干、艶めかしさを感じさせる声を漏らしながら雫は薄く目を開けた。意識はまどろみの中にあり、焦点の合わない瞳がボーと虚空を見つめる。その先には木目のある天井があった。更に半覚醒状態の意識が背中と後頭部に柔らかな感触を伝える。そんな寝起きの無防備な顔を晒してぽへ~としている雫に耳慣れた声がかかった。「あ、雫ちゃん、起きた? ぐっすりだったね。もうお昼だよ」雫が声の方へ視線をふらふらと向けると、そこには確かに親友の姿がある。すっかり身支度を整えており、窓際の椅子に腰掛けたまま雫に優しい微笑みを向けていた。深い水底から浮上していくように意識がはっきりしてきた雫は、上体を起こして女の子座りをしつつ丸めた手で目元をコシコシとこする。そして、意識がなくなる直前の出来事を思い出して首を傾げた。「あら? 私、どうして部屋に......確か私、森の奥で......っていうか、ここ香織の部屋?」フェアベルゲンではハジメ達はそれぞれ個室が用意されている。そのため、見覚えのない部屋で香織がいることからすれば、ここは香織の部屋である。そう察して雫は疑問を口にした。香織はそんな雫のコテンと首を傾げる可愛らしい姿に少し悶えつつ、今朝方の出来事を思い出して苦笑いを浮かべた。「うん、私の部屋だよ。朝、早い時間にね、ハジメくんが雫ちゃんを連れて来たの。徹夜で鍛錬してたんだってね? もう、ダメだよ、大迷宮から帰って来たばかりなんだから、ちゃんと休まないと」「え、えーと、そうね。ごめんなさい。そ、それで、彼が私を連れて来てくれたの? 全然、覚えてないのだけど」「雫ちゃん、ぐっすりだったからね。すっごく疲れてたんだよ」雫は、メッ! と叱るように指を立てる香織を尻目に、どこか落ち着きなくそわそわと身を捩らせる。普段、ポニーテールにしている長い黒髪が下ろされているせいかクールさより大人しさを感じさせ、女の子座りと相まって中々のギャップ力を発していた。見れば服も脱がされておりシャという姿。こんな姿をクラスの男子共や、雫をお姉さまと呼び慕う女子達が目撃でもしようものなら、きっと、「破壊力は抜群だ!」と鼻血で虚空にアーチを作りながら実にいい笑顔で血の海に沈むことだろう。若干、香織まで頬を染めていることにも気がつかず、雫は頬を少し染めながら上目遣いでおずおずと香織に尋ねた。「えっと、彼、どうやって私を?」寝こけてもしらないぞと言っておきながら、実際には自分を部屋まで運んで来てくれたらしいハジメに心拍数が上がるのを感じつつ、「まさか、お姫様抱っこかしらん!」と雫は身悶えしそうになる。だが、現実は非情だった。香織の頬が引き攣るくらいには。「ど、どうって、普通に運んできたよ?」「......香織、普通って?」「ふ、普通は普通だよ。うん、ある意味、ちょっと芸術的だっただけだよ」「待ちなさい、香織。寝た人を運ぶことのどこに芸術性が関わるのよっ」妙に言い淀む香織に嫌な予感をさせながら雫が問い詰める。しばらく目を泳がせていた香織だが、やがて苦笑いしながら現実を突きつけた。「そのね、何て言うか、端的に言うと......十字架に磔にされて宙を漂いながら運ばれてきた、よ?」「は、磔?」詳しく聞けば、どうやらハジメは重力石の扱いに関する鍛錬のため、以前のように物を上に乗せて運ぶのではなく、引き寄せて磔にしつつ部屋まで落とさずに帰るというルールのもと、雫を香織の部屋まで運んできたらしい。眠っている人間を起こさないほどソフトに負担なく引き寄せるバランス調整は中々に難しく、いい訓練になったのだ。なお、雫の部屋でなかったのは、単にどの部屋なのかわからなかったからだ。「ど、どうして十字架なの?」「球体とかだと調整を間違えたとき、雫ちゃんの体が逆くの字に折れ曲がっちゃうかもしれないから......十字架なら、ね?」「いや、ね? って言われても......」雫の頬がピクピクと痙攣する。額には青筋が薄らと浮かび始め、胸の奥の熱はとっくに冷え切っていた。香織は苦笑いを深める。ちなみに、早朝の巡回兵に雫の磔状態が目撃されており、地球の教会にかかる十字架に磔にされたキリスト像の如く、どこか神秘性を感じさせるその姿に雫ファンが増えたりしたのだが......言わぬが花というものだろう。雫があんまりな扱いに対して静かに怒りを燃やしていると、突如、階下からドタンッバタンッと騒がしい音が響いてきた。更には「うりゃぁあああ!」という聞き覚えのある声や、「いやぁあああ!」という女性の声まで響いてくる。「な、何だか騒がしいわね? 何かあったのかしら?」「あ~、あれはシアとアルテナさんだね。朝から何度も喧嘩? っぽい何かをしてるんだよ」「喧嘩っぽい何か?」「う~ん、何て説明したらいいのか迷うんだけど......見たほうが早いし、行ってみよう」わけが分からず首を傾げる雫を促して階下に降りつつ、香織が朝の出来事を掻い摘んで説明する。森人族の長老の孫娘――紛う事なきお姫様にハジメから戯れに教わったプロレス技をかけてしまったシア。従来なら兎人族の少女が亜人族の中でも賢人として地位の高い森人族の姫に暴力を振るうなど考えられないことだ。直ぐに「処刑だっ!」となってもおかしくない。しかし、今や兎人族はその名の前に一言つく種族だ。すなわち、〝首狩り〟兎人族と。技を解かれ「おとといきやがれですぅ!!」と吐き捨てるシアに、生まれて初めてそんな粗雑で乱暴で遠慮容赦ない扱いを受けたアルテナは崩れ落ちたまま放心してしまった。シアはそんなアルテナの様子を見て、これで箱入りお姫様もハジメに近づかないだろうと思ったのだが...... 「オラオラオラオラッ! 止めて欲しかったら、ハジメさんに色目を使わないと誓いやがれですぅ!!」「やぁあああああ!! 恥ずかしいのぉおおおお!!」どうやらアルテナはめげなかったらしく、引き続きハジメに纏わり付いてはシアにプロレス技を掛けられていた。現在、逆さになったアルテナはシアの肩に乗せられ、その見事な脚線を思いっきり左右に広げるプロレス技――キン肉バスターを掛けられている。逆さまのまま持ち上げられて股間を晒すアルテナ。清純そうな容貌に反して下着は意外にもアダルトだった。ちなみに、この食堂にはハジメ達の他、食堂の従業員とアルテナ付きと思しき侍女が複数名いる。ハジメ達以外は皆オロオロしていた。「こ、これいいの? あの娘、一応、お姫様なんじゃ......」「一応もなにも正真正銘お姫様だよ。でも、ほら、アルテナさんの表情......」「......あ、あれ? 何だか、楽しそう?」雫が寝泊りしていた部屋から階下の食堂のような場所に降りて来て最初に目に入った余りの光景に表情を引き攣らせながら香織に問う。香織は、その質問に対してアルテナの顔を指さすことで答えとした。見れば、確かに顔は真っ赤に染まり、目の端には光るものが溜まりに溜まっているのだが、アルテナの表情からはどこか楽しげな雰囲気を感じ取れてしまうのだ。お姫様が有り得ない辱めを受ければあっさり相手の要求に頷きそうなものだが......未だに従おうとしないのが満更でもないという内心を示している、ような気がしないでもない。「チッ、強情なっ。ならこれでどうですっ!!」「こ、今度は何を......や、やめてぇ~~、はしたない格好をさせないでぇ~~」ハジメにこれ以上近づかないという言葉を言おうとしないアルテナに痺れを切らしたシアは、キン肉バスターの投げは行わず地面に降ろすと、今度はうつ伏せにしたアルテナに足を絡めて寝転がりながら、仰け反らせるように彼女の体を持ち上げた。俗に言うロメロスペシャルである。体勢的にシアからはアルテナの表情が見えないので、シア自身はアルテナを懲らしめていると信じているようだが、既にその場の誰もが「この娘、喜んでるよね? 絶対、痛めつけられて喜んじゃってるよね?」と困惑と引き気味の表情で距離をとっていた。「なるほど、これが〝喧嘩っぽい何か〟ってわけね......」「うん。......ティオが仲間を見つけたって顔してるけど......違うと思いたいね」納得顔の雫の隣で、香織が可哀想なものを見る眼差しになっている。事実、稀代の変態であるティオが、かつて見たことがないほど慈愛に満ちた眼差しをアルテナに送っており、それはまるで師匠が弟子の成長を見守るような、同胞の喜びに共感しているような、そんな表情だった。向かいの席に座っているハジメとユエが物凄く嫌そうな表情になっている。と、いい加減、そんな光景に嫌気が差したのか、ギリギリとアルテナの関節にダメージを与えるシアに向かってハジメが口を開いた。「シア、その辺にしとけよ」「いえ、ハジメさん。私は止めませんよっ!! ただでさえライバルが続々と増えていますのに、この上、森人族のお姫様なんて断固拒否ですっ!! しかも何だかこの人、私を妙に意識してますしっ!! 先手必勝ですぅ!!」逆エビ固めに移行したシアは、どうやらライバルの芽をここで摘むつもりらしい。再び恥ずかしい場所を曝け出しながら、やはりどこか嬉しげで切なげな悲鳴を上げるアルテナ。その姿に深窓の姫という面影は皆無だった。侍女や従業員達が、半ばエクトプラズムを吐きながら現実逃避している。昼食に出された野菜たっぷりのスープに浸した固めのパンを口に入れながら、アルテナのまさかの痴態とイラっとくるほど分かったような表情を浮かべるティオに視線を向けたハジメは、仕方ないというように溜息を吐くとおもむろに席を立った。そして、食堂中の視線を集めながら「うらぁーー!!」とアルテナの足を抱えるシアに近づきグイッとその腕を引っ張る。思いがけず引き寄せられたシアは、そのままポスッとハジメの腕の中に収まった。キョトンとした表情で「ふぇ?」と間の抜けた声を出すシアと「あっ!」と声を上げる香織(と雫)。ハジメはそれらの一切を無視して、腕の中で目を白黒させているシアのウサミミにそっと言葉を落とした。「シア、ユエはお前のライバルなのか?」「え? ユエさん? いえ、ライバルだなんて、ユエさんは特別ですよ......あの」戸惑うシアを殊更強く抱きしめながら、ハジメは言い聞かせるようにシアに語りかけた。「なら、既に、お前にライバルなんて存在しない。少なくとも、俺はシアを他の女と同列に語るつもりはない。アルテナとシアを天秤にかけるなんて有り得ない。シアを優先するし、特別扱いする」「ハ、ハジメさん......」不意に囁かれた〝特別〟という言葉に、シアは一瞬で真っ赤に染まりきった。「あぅあぅ」と言葉にならない声を発しながら、あのモントフォルタを眺めた夜以降少し変わったハジメの態度から何となく感じていたものが言葉にされたことで確信に繋がる。すなわち、ユエが〝特別〟であり他の誰も同列には成り得ないことは不変であるだろうが、それでも、ハジメにとって自分が、そんなユエに限りなく近い存在になっているということを、だ。それを、特別なシチュエーションでもなく、まさか真昼の食堂でさらりと告げられるとは思わなかった。完全に不意打ちである。赤面したまま固まったシアに困ったような表情をしながら、同じく硬直しているユエ以外のメンバーを尻目に、ハジメはシアの再起動を試みた。「それとな、シア。アルテナに関しては、俺じゃなくて、むしろお前にちょっかいを掛けているんだと思うぞ?」「ほぇ? な、なんです? え? 私?」突然発生した桃色空間に頬を赤らめながら両手で顔を覆い、しかし、その指の隙間からしっかりと覗き見るというテンプレなことをしていたアルテナはの視線にビクッと体を震わせると恥ずかしげにそわそわし始めた。「えっと、私にちょっかいって......やっぱりハジメさんのことで気に食わないってことじゃ」「ち、違いますわ! シアさんのことを悪くなんて思っていません! ただ、わたくしはシアさんに遠慮なくああいうことをして頂きたいだけですわっ!!」「え......」シアがドン引きする。ハジメにすがり付くように後退った。〝ああいうこと〟とは紛れもなくプロレス技のことだ。恥ずかしい関節技を掛けられたいなんて......と、シアは思わず身近な変態に視線を向ける。アルテナの言葉に「ほぅ」と感心したような表情を浮かべていたティオだが、シアの視線に気が付くと実にいい笑顔でこれ以上ないくらい力強いサムズアップを決めてくれた。言外に伝わる新たな変態の存在。まさか目覚めさせてしまったのかと、シアは戦慄の表情を浮かべながらアルテナに視線を向けてポツリと呟いた。「へ、変態......」「ち、違いますわっ!! シアさんは誤解しています! わたくしは、ただシアさんと仲良くしたいだけです!」「わ、私と、ですか?」戦々恐々とした表情で尋ね返すシアに、アルテナはもじもじとしながら心情を吐露した。それによると、どうやらこういうことらしい。アルテナはフェアベルゲンのお姫様である。亜人族の中でも地位の高い森人族の長老の孫娘であり、同族の間でも高貴な存在と見られている。故に、小さい時から相応の扱いを受けてきた。結果は言わずもがなだ。教育によく応えたアルテナは、聡明で心優しい少女に育ち多くの同族達から慕われたが、同時にどこまでも特別扱いだった。同年代の少年少女と同じ時間を過ごしても、常に優先され敬われる。遠慮のない対等な関係というものは皆無だった。アルテナの周囲は心優しい人々で溢れている。故に、寂しいと感じたことはない。だが、憧れはあった。それこそ言いたいことを遠慮なしに言い合えるような〝友達〟、もっと言えば〝親友〟のような存在に。だが、妙に意地になってシアに張り合った結果、アルテナは衝撃を受けることになる。それは物理的な関節への衝撃であり、それを元にした精神的衝撃だった。同い年の兎人族の少女はアルテナに対して全く容赦がなかった。全力で感情をあらわにし、それを言葉と物理でぶつけてきた。本当に衝撃的で、思わず放心し、直後、胸の内に嬉しさがこみ上げた。そして、思ったのだ。同年代、同族のこの少女との気が置けない関係――親友というものになれたら、どれだけ素晴らしいだろうと。「その、お恥ずかしながら、わたくし、友人というものをどうやって作ったらいいのかわからなくて......シアさんは、ハジメさんに近づくと構って下さるから、つい......」「いや、構って貰えるって犬じゃないんですから。普通に言ってくれれば......」「い、犬......わたくしを犬扱い......」「え......そこに反応するんですか?」犬扱いされて妙に嬉しげに頬を染めるアルテナに、シアが「やっぱり......」という表情になる。それに慌てて居住まいを正したアルテナは、もじもじしながら立ち上がるとシアにそっと手を差し出した。「そ、それでは、その、お友達になって欲しいと言えば、応えて下さいますか?」「......なんだか、告白でもされているみたいでむず痒いですが......友達になりたいと言われて断る理由はないです」シアは、「お騒がせなお姫様だなぁ」と呆れたような表情をしながらアルテナの手を取り握手をかわした。それに嬉しそうに微笑むアルテナ。意外な展開ではあったが何だかいい感じに話が纏まって、皆、ほっこりした表情になる。「?」しかし、手を離そうとしたシアは、「おや?」という感じで首を傾げる。何故か、繋いだ手をアルテナが離そうとしないのだ。「あの、アルテナさん? そろそろ手を......」「わたくしのことは、どうかアルテナと呼び捨てに。わたくしもシアと呼びますわ。し、親友なら普通ですわよね?」友達になっで親友に格上げされていた。「あれ? 何だかやっぱり、この娘ヤバクないですか?」とシアが冷や汗を掻き始めた時、その予感を的中させるようにアルテナが頬を染めながらシアに言った。「そ、それで、シア。今度はどんな技を掛けて下さいますの?」「はい?」「とっても恥ずかしくて、痺れるように絶妙な痛さで、シアの温もりが伝わってきて......わたくし、シアの親友ですから、もっと色々な技を掛けて下さっていいのですよ? もっと、わたくし〝で〟遊んで下さっていいのですよ?」その瞬間、シアは、アルテナの手を振りほどいてズザザザザーと壁際まで後退った。その顔にはダラダラと冷や汗が流れている。「な、何が親友ですかっ! やっぱり唯の変態じゃないですかっ!!」「そんな! わたくしはただ、明日には旅立ってしまうシアと少しでも同じ時間を過ごしたいだけですっ!」〟遊んで欲しいになるんですかっ! そこは〝と〟でしょうっ!!」キョトンとするアルテナに、「ヤバイ、この娘、ガチですぅ」とウサミミを逆立てるシア。そんなシアに、ハジメが物凄くにこやかな表情を向けて口を開いた。「流石、俺のシア。苦労を分かち合ってくれるなんて感激だな」「前半のセリフは嬉しいですけどぉ、後半は嫌ですぅ」変態にロックオンされる苦労を一緒に味わえという割と酷い言い草に、シアは遂に涙目となった。どうやらハジメは助ける気が皆無らしい。壁にピタリと張り付きながら距離をとるシアにアルテナが迫る。その笑顔は「さぁ、先程の続きを!」と物語っていた。力で押さえつければ逆に喜ぶことは容易に想像できる。なので、シアは食堂の窓をバンッと音を立てて勢いよく開けると、そこから脱兎の如く逃げ出した。ほとぼりが冷めるまで行方をくらますつもりらしい。「ああっ! シア、どこへ行くのですか! お待ちになってぇ!」そんなシアの行動に、アルテナは自分を捨てた恋人に追い縋る女の如く、嫌に高い身体能力を発揮しながら窓から飛び出しシアを追走した。意外に速い足でシタタタタタッと駆けていく。後ろを振り向いたシアは、そんなアルテナを見て「ひぃ!?」と声を上げると規格外の身体能力を以てフェアベルゲンの町中を爆走し始めた。あっという間に見えなくなる二人。残された食堂の面子は、ハジメを筆頭に一部を除いてもう何が何やらといった感じで放心している。そんな中、ゆらりと歩を進める少女の姿が...... 「......ハジメくん......さっきのはどういうことかな? かな?」どうやら、ハジメの方も問題発生のようだった。	“Nu....Nu?” Shizuku’s eyes opened softly while she leaked out a cute noise. Waking up from her nap, her pupils couldn’t seem to focus quite right. A moment, later, she realized that she was looking at the wood grain of a ceiling over her head. In her half-wakeful state, she also recognized a soft feeling on the back of her head. As she wore such a defenseless face, a familiar voice came from her side. “Shizuku-chan, are you waking up? It’s already noon time.” Shizuku unintentionally turned towards the source of the voice. It was indeed her best friend next to her. Kaori was watching Shizuku with a gentle smile, sitting in a chair next to the outdoor window. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, shaking off sleep like she was rising to the surface from a deep pool of water. She started to recall where she was before she lost consciousness and tilted her head to the side. “Oh? I was outside in the woods... I mean... how did I get here, this is Kaori’s room?” This was one of the private rooms prepared for Hajime’s group in Fair Bergen. Although she didn’t know Kaori’s room on sight, since Kaori was here, she assumed it was. Remembering the event this morning, Kaori wore a bitter smile with just a hint of pain in her heart while examining Shizuku, who wore a puzzled look. “Yes, it is my room. This morning, Hajime brought Shizuku-chan. You were staying up all night? That’s not good. You just came back from a Great Labyrinth. You should be taking it easy.” “I understand, I’m sorry. So he brought me here? I don’t remember at all.” “Shizuku-chan was very tired.” Kaori raises an accusing finger at Shizuku as a form of scolding, causing Shizuku to fidget restlessly. Her docility made her look even more cool and adult-like with her long black hair no longer in a ponytail, displaying the gap power between the two of them. Her unclothed figure in a one piece shirt also contributed to the appearance. No wonder all the girls in the class wanted to call her older sister. Witnessing her figure would cause someone to declare that ‘her destructive power is amazing!’ With a single smile, she could create a blood bath from nosebleeds alone. Even Kaori was blushing a little. Shizuku looked up at her with a blush of her own and asked Kaori nervously. “Oh... how did he?” Shizuku seemed to struggle with the fact that she had succumbed to sleep, her heart rate going up at the thought of Hajime holding her. Was it perhaps a princess carry? However, reality was cruel, so Kaori’s cheeks were cramped. “How would you be carried normally? “...Kaori, normally?” “Normally, yes, plain. Only a little artistic.” “Wait, Kaori... what do you mean by artistic?” Shizuku continued to ask even as Kaori hesitated to say anything disagreeable. Kaori’s eyes seemed to swim for a while, before she forced a smile back onto her face. “You were sleeping, how do you say?... crucified to a cross... while being drifted through the sky?” “Eh, crucified? After hearing it in detail, it seemed the Hajime had used the opportunity to bring Shizuku back to her room as a form of training, practicing with gravity stones to bring her back without waking her. It could be said that getting the balance right in order to prevent her from being jarred awake would be a burden worthy of being trained. In addition, she ended up in Kaori’s room because Hajime had no clue where hers was. “Even so... why a cross?” “It spreads the body out like a sphere, so that mistakes won’t jar the body as much, so it’s easier to make adjustments, so you sleep.” “Even if you say that... isn’t that a sort of unpleasant sleep...” Shizuku’s cheeks twitch convulsively. A vein floats over her forehead, the heat in her chest turning ice cold. Kaori deepens her wry smile. By the way, the state of Shizuku’s crucifixion was witness by a group of passing soldiers. Like the image of Christ on the cross hanging in churches on the earth, it had an effect on people. The number of Shizuku fans increased exponentially due to the mystique of that image, but that was better left unsaid right now. As Shizuku burned in silent anger, there was a sound from down below. It appeared to be the voice of someone familiar. It was the voice of a woman. Kaori glances out the window. “It’s somewhat noisy? What’s going on?” ”...there’s an encounter... Shia and Arutena (Translation Note: Yeah, I didn’t remember her either. She was an elf saved by Hajime after being enslaved by the Hoelscher Empire). A fight this early in the morning. Something ought to be done.” “What kind of fight?” “Well, I’m not sure how to explain it, something quarrel-like? It’s early, let’s go see!” Without understanding, Kaori sums up and explains the event while urging Shizuku to follow her downstairs. Shia seemed to be using professional wrestling techniques on the granddaughter of Alfrerick. She was practically a princess! An estranged girl from the rejected rabbit group was using violence on the daughter of one of the strongest forces in Fair Bergen. In a normal situation, this would be an immediate reason for execution. However, the rabbit family had changed their luck of recent. In other words, they were now known as the “head-hunting” rabbit family. Solving the situation with her skill, Shia spit out vicious words about Arutena daring to keep approaching Hajime, and so she met Arutena crudely and with violence, causing her to crumble. Shia was aware of Arutena’s behavior. Though no one would have expected the treasured princess to approach Hajime in the first place, but still... “Oraoraoraoraora! If you want me to stop, don’t make eyes at my Hajime!” “Ah, ah, ah! This is shameful!” Apparently, Arutena did not seem too discouraged from continuing to follow Hajime, even at the hands of Shia’s wrestling techniques. Arutena was tossed upside down and put on Shia’s shoulder. Professional wrestling technique – kinniku buster! Expanding her splendid legline to the max, Shia lifted Arutena inversely, exposing her groin area. Her undergarments were made bare, defiling her purity and innocence unexpectedly. By the way, Hajime was still in the dining room. There were also several employees of the dining area and two skiki maids with Arutena. Everyone was flustered except for Hajime. “Ko... is this okay? That’s the princess... being treated this way.” “Is she really the princess? Would she wear such an expression?” “...Ah... that... Somehow, she seems happy?” Shizuku asked the question after heading down from the room she had stayed overnight, while Kaori’s expression twitched at the sight in front of her. Kaori made it a response by pointing to Arutena’s face. Her face was certainly dyed red, but the edges of her eyes seemed to be shining with excitement. Arutena’s expression almost seemed to give out a happy atmosphere. Though the other party was giving her extreme humiliation... it still seemed like she was following her heart and it was not all together bad. “You’re going to be obstinate, how about this!” “Ko...this time, such disgrace.” Shia had run out of pity as Arutena refused to say she’d stop approaching Hajime. Even before the kinniku buster throw had brought her to the ground, as Arutena fell, Shia kicked out her foot, rolling and bringing her body up. It was the so-called Romero Special. Because Shia’s position, she wasn’t able to see the expression on Arutena’s face. Therefore, she believed that Arutena was sufficiently punished. Everyone in the place was already mind boggled that Arutena wore a pleased expression. “This daughter... she’s already been beaten up but is still pleased?” This put a perplexed expression on everyone’s face. “I see, something quarrel-like indeed.” “Yes... you’d like to think even... Tio found a like-minded friend, but this seems a little different.” Shizuku wore a face of agreement, while Kaori saw something pitiable. In fact, Tio, an oddity in and of herself, seemed to be watching Arutena with affection, like a master watching over the growth of her pupil. Her look seemed to hold sympathy and joy over finding a compatriot. Hajime and Yue sat down in a seat opposite of hers, while holding looks of disgust. Tired of this scene, Hajime opened his mouth toward Shia and offered words that damaged Arutena to the very limit. “Shia, stop wasting your time on nothing.” “Say, Hajime, I won’t stop. I’m just reducing the number of rivals. The princess decided to refuse. She also seemed a little too conscious of her wants. I took the initiative to strike first!” Shia shifted into a reverse boston crab, apparently intending to nip this rival in the bud. While putting her into another shameful place, Arutena lets out a painful, but somewhat glad, scream. The appearance of a princess was completely lost. The maids and employees tried to escape reality, their souls hanging out of their mouths, ready to escape. Hajime turned his eyes on Tio with a flat expression, and then he dipped some bread into his vegetable soup and put it into his mouth before standing up with a reluctant sigh. While collecting the glances of everyone in the dining room, he moved over to Shia and pulled her arm and Arutena’s foot, separating the two. The drawn Shia immediately settles into Hajime’s arms. Kaori and Shizuku meet the scene with blank expressions while letting out a stupid “oh!” noise. Hajime disregarded them. And quietly whispered something into Shia’s rabbit ears, causing her eyes to widen in bewilderment. “Shia, Is Yue your rival?” “What?” Yue? That’s not right. Yue is special...that.” While embracing the puzzled Shia especially strongly, Hajime tried to persuade Shia. “There already is no rival to you. At least, I don’t intend to talk to other women at the same level I talk to Shia. It’s impossible to compare Arutena and Shia together. I give you my priority, my special treatment.” “Ha... Hajime...” To the word “special” that Hajime unexpectedly whispered, Shia dyed red momentarily. It wasn’t exactly what Hajime said, but the conviction behind the words that showed Hajime’s change in attitude since some nights ago. In other words, Yue was “special” from everyone else. No one could be in the same line as her, but there isn’t only one special person for Hajime, not only Yue can be special. To be told this, with no special situation, in the middle of a dining room at noon was a complete surprise. While wearing an embarrassed expression, Shia’s blush deepened. Everyone else except Yue had stiffened with similar leers as Hajime comforted Shia. “That, Shia. With regard to Arutena, Do you think that applies to you?” “What? Eh? I?” Arutena had covered her face with both hands, embarrassed by the pink space she suddenly found herself right next to. However, she’s peeking out from an opening in her fingers, her eyes trembling restlessly with just a hint of shame. “After all, I clawing... after all, it’s Hajime.” “Chi, it’s different! I don’t think of Shia badly. But I want to talk to Shia without reserve!!!” “Oh...” Shia pulls away from Arutena, then goes back to clinging to Hajime. Such a thing is a professional wrestling skill, obviously. Shia realized she had turned Arutena abnormal unintentionally as she applied a shameful joint technique. Tio was giving Arutena a look of admiration. Shia noticed, it was indeed a smile of approval. A new abnormal had been awakened. Shia turned her gaze to Arutena, while floating a disturbed expression. “Another transformation...” “This is different! Shia misunderstands! I really just want to get along well with Shia!” “You do? What? Me?” Shia was asking nervously as Arutena vented her emotions. According to Arutena, apparently, this. Arutena is a princess in Fair Bergen. Since she’s the granddaughter of Alfrerick, a high level person in the community, she is treated as a noble existence between the families. Therefore, she’s always been handled carefully by others. The result goes without saying. Brought up as a gentle girl with a kind heart, she received a good education and was loved by many, however, she was always given special treatment. She was given first priority, practically worshiped by boys and girls of the same age. There was nothing on equal terms with anyone. Surrounded by people who’d always treat her gently, she began to feel lonely. She began to feel admiration. She always wanted a close friend, someone who could exchange opinions without restraint. However, it was the obstinacy and result of the rivalry with Shia, that impacted Arutena the most. It was an impact to her body as well as an impact to her mind. A girl the same age as her treated Arutena mercilessly. It exposed those feelings with ever hit, physical and by word. After the shock, she absent mindedly and unintentionally felt joy. And, so she thought, someone from the same age group, it might be possible... to become best friends with someone who can put the nature of her family aside. It seemed wonderful. “Because, I’m ashamed to say, that when I got near Hajime, Shia would pay attention to me.” “Well, you can’t get attention like you’re a dog...” “There it is... handled as a dog...me” “Oh... you react with just that?” To Arutena, there is blush on her cheeks from a strange gladness for being treated like a dog. Shia wears an “After all...” expression. Arutena sits up, panicking a bit, stretching her hand out to Shia quietly while standing up nervously. “So, then, if you say so, will you be my friend? Can you answer me?” “...Somehow, this confession makes me itch... if you just want to be friends, I can’t think of a reason to refuse.” Shia was disgusted a bit while thinking “it’s still a princess”. She took Arutena’s hand for a handshake, and Arutena wore an amazed expression. Arutena’s look turned to a smile, pleased at the unexpected development. Meanwhile, everyone else wore stiff and uncomfortable expressions. “?” When Shia tries to separate her hand, “Huh?”, she inclines her neck. Why won’t Arutena let go of her hand? “Uh, Arutena-san? My hand...” “Oh, please drop the honorifics, just call me Arutena! And I’ll call you Shia! Since we are best friends, this is normal!” (Translation note: I’m really bad about catching honorifics, so just assume most people are using –san -sama ect...” They went from becoming friends to best friends in five seconds. Really? This is the daughter of a large figure in Fair Bergen, after all. Shia began to have a cold sweat, while Arutena blushed at telling Shia as much. “So, Shia, what technique will you use this time?” “Eh?” “It is very shameful, and strange pain even becomes numb... however Shia’s warmth is transmitted. Because I’m Shia’s best friend, you can use your various techniques on me. We can play more!” At that moment, Shia shook off Arutena’s hand with a zuzazaza- and retreated back to a wall, cold sweat flowing down her face. “Na... What best friends? Isn’t this just a pervert, you really did change!” “Such a thing! I only want to spend as much time as I can with Shia before she leaves tomorrow!” “Then, what comes with “wanting to play”!” To this dangerous Arutena, Shia’s rabbit ears were bristling. Hajime held a smiling expression, and Shia had her mouth gaped. “Indeed, this is my Shia, who shares the hardship of others.” “The first half of your words are wonderful, but I other half sound unpleasant!” To a comparatively cruel excuse of experiencing hardship of a locked-on abnormality (Arutena), Shia became watery eyed. Apparently, Hajime doesn’t intend to help at all. Arutena approached Shia who is pressed up against the wall. She’s wore a smile that said “Let’s continue with what we started a while ago.” Being the opposite of pleased and suppressed by this power, Shia turned and opened a window with a “ban” sound, leaping from the room with a jump and running away like an escaping rabbit. She apparently planned to escape from public until things cooled down. “Ah? Shia! Where did you go? Wait for me!” To Shia’s actions, Arutena acted like a woman whose lover just deserted her, leaping through the window while executing a physical strength on par with what Shia did. She started running off with a “shitatatata” sound on her feet. Shia turned back and saw Arutena. Giving a shout, “Hiii!?”, she bolted off toward the downtown of Fair Bergen. The two disappeared from sight with surprising swiftness. Everyone was left staring at the scene, Hajime at the head, with feelings that could only be described as stupefied. Meanwhile, the form of a girl advanced on Hajime. “....Hajime... A while ago, what did you mean by what you said to Shia?” Kaori demanded. Problems just always seemed to outbreak around Hajime.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 4, "inserted_lines_src": 3, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
ミュリエルは見ていて飽きないほど賑やかだが、彼女の好きにさせておくとに話が前に進まない。そこでアイリスは、とりあえず彼女を拘束して、事態の改善を図ることにした。「じゃ、イクリプス。タイミングを合わせるのよ。せーの......」「えーい!」と、姉妹で連携し、プニガミの上で恍惚としているミュリエルへ、毛布をバホッとかけてやった。すると――。「わぁぁっ、なんじゃ! 急に真っ暗になってしまったのじゃ!」ミュリエルは毛布の下で、ジタバタもがいている。その隙にアイリスとイクリプスは毛布をくるくる巻いて、中のミュリエルを動けなくし、更に魔力で紐を作って縛り上げた。そしてベッドの上に放り投げる。「ぷにに」ミュリエルから解放されたプニガミは嬉しそうだ。「おお!? お主ら、何のつもりじゃ!」布団の端から首だけをピョンと出したミュリエルは、自分が縛られていることを知り、イモムシみたいにのたうち回った。「あなたのほうから押しかけてきたくせに、なかなか本題に入ってくれないから、とりあえず縛ってみたの」「なるほど......って、押しかけてきたのはそっちじゃー! 妾は昔からここにいたのじゃー」ミュリエルは叫びながら、ますます激しく動く。しかし、そんなに激しく動いているのに毛布が破れたりする気配はなかった。アイリスやイクリプスなら、毛布など簡単に引き裂いてしまうのだが。この土地の守護神を名乗る者にしては、非力すぎる。「そこら辺の話を詳しく聞かせてよ。あなたが人間じゃないってのは分かるけど、守護神だって言われてもねぇ......」「アイリスお姉ちゃんが怖がってないってことは、人間じゃないもんねー」「イ、イクリプス、そんな恥ずかしいこと言わないで!」「えへへー。アイリスお姉ちゃん可愛い」「ぷにぷに」プニガミは、妹にからかわれるなんて情けない、と呆れた声を出す。「詳しく聞かせてやるのじゃ! 妾が生まれたの年ほど前のこと。つまり、この土地が開拓され始めた頃のことじゃ――」ミュリエルは真面目な口調で語り始めた。この土地はかつて、荒野というほどではなかったが、雨が少なく、農作業に向かない場所だったという。そしてミュリエルは、そんなシルバーライト男爵領に住む人々の、祈りによって〝発生〟した存在であるらしい。ミュリエルは人々の祈りに答え、雨を降らせ、嵐を回避し、土を肥沃にした。「ところが、ある日突然、妾は神の力を失ってしまったのじゃ......おかげでまた農作物が採れなくなり、人がいなくなってしまったのじゃ......妾も実体化できなくなり、やがて意識すら保てなくなったのじゃ......およよ」語りながらミュリエルは、しくしく泣き始めた。そんな守護神様の頭を「いい子いい子」とイクリプスが撫でた。いい子なのはイクリプスだ。「ははあ......それで探知魔術を使うまで、私たちはあなたのことが分からなかったのね」「そうじゃ。しかし! お主らがこの教会に住み着いて、膨大な魔力を垂れ流すようになったおかげで意識を取り戻し、ほんのわずかだが力も湧いてきたのじゃ」「へぇ......じゃあやっぱり地震を起こしていたのはミュリエルなの?」「地震? 何のことじゃ。妾は渾身の力を振り絞って、このベッドを揺らしていただけじゃ。地震を起こすほどの力はない! しかし、地震と勘違いするほどビビっておったのじゃな? ふふふ、どうじゃ、怖かったじゃろう。あと一歩でお主らを追い出すことができたかもしれぬのに......惜しいのぅ。捕まってしまったのじゃ」アイリスとイクリプスはそろって地震だと思っていたが、たんにベッドが揺れているだけだったのだ。丘の下の連中が知らなくて当然だ。「どうしてベッドを揺らしたりしたのー? いじわるしないでよー」イクリプスはそう呟きながら、ミュリエルのほっぺを指先でツンツンする。「い、いじわるではないのじゃ! この教会は妾のもので、この土地の守護神は妾なのじゃ。なのに意識を取り戻してみれば......このアイリスが守護神として崇められているし、祭壇を撤去して代わりにベッドを置いているし......うぅ......酷いのじゃぁ......」「ははあ、なるほど。つまり私たちを追い出して、もう一度、守護神として祭られたいのね」「当たり前じゃ! 妾は信仰されないと、実体化することもできないのじゃー」「でも私の魔力で実体化してるわよ?」「お? おお! 確かに! お主、凄いな!」「どういたしまして。というわけで、別に私たちを追い出さなくてもいいんじゃない?」「むぅ......しかし、やはり守護神は妾じゃぞ。いくら凄くても......アイリス、お主、魔族ではないか!」「そうなんだけど......皆が勝手に崇めてくるから......」「うらやましいのじゃぁ。妾も崇められたいのじゃぁ」ミュリエルは哀れな声を出しながら、ベッドの上をゴロゴロ転がった。「アイリスお姉ちゃん。何とかしてあげようよー。かわいそうだよー」「そうねぇ......でも皆に崇めてもらうのは私じゃ無理だから、シェリルに相談したほうが......」と、アイリスが考えていると、丁度、領主のシェリルが教会にやってきた。「おっはようございまーす! 朝ですよ起きてくださーい......って、私が起こす前にアイリス様が目覚めている!? 今ってお昼過ぎでしたっけ!?」アイリスの顔を見たシェリルは慌てふためき、外に出て空を見上げる。「ああ、うん。ちゃんと朝よ。ちょっと事情があって朝から起きてるの」「はあ、そうなんですか......それにしても朝から起きてるというのに、結構、しゃきっとしてますね......」「シェリル。私は眠いから寝坊してるんじゃないの。寝たいから寝坊しているのよ。だから朝起きても大丈夫なのよ」「人間である私ごときでは計り知れない価値観です......」シェリルは少し引きつった顔で呟いた。きっと「この怠け者め」と言いたいのを必死に我慢しているのだろう。アイリスとしても自分が怠け者だという自覚はあるので、シェリルがそう思うのも仕方がないと割り切っている。だが、誰に何と思われようと、ニートをやめるつもりはないのだ。「ところで。ベッドの上でぐるぐる巻きにされているそのお方はどちら様ですか?」シェリルがベッドの上に目をやると、話題にされたミュリエルは嬉しそうにうねうね動く。「おお、お主、確か今の領主じゃったな。シルバーライト男爵家が続いていて嬉しいのじゃ。さあ、お主の先祖と同じく、妾を崇めるのじゃ!」「え......何ですか、この人。会っていきなり崇めろって......」シェリルは青ざめた顔になり、後ずさった。無理もない。ミュリエルの言動は、事情を知らなければ変人そのものだ。いや、事情を知っていているアイリスからも変人にしか見えないのだから、シェリルとしては今すぐ逃げ出したい気持ちだろう。「あのねー。ミュリエルはねー。むかしむかし、ここの守護神だったんだってー」「むかしむかしの守護神? どういうことなんです?」「おお、よくぞ聞いてくれたのじゃ。事の発端は三百年前――」と、ミュリエルはさっきの説明をもう一度繰り返した。それを聞き終えたシェリルは、床に座りこみ、ミュリエルに向かってペコペコし始めた。「ご先祖様の代からシルバーライト男爵領を見守ってくださった守護神様とはつゆ知らず......とんでもないご無礼をしてしまいました。どうかお許しください」「うむ。シェリルはなかなか信心深いのぅ。最初から怒っていないから顔を上げるのじゃ。ついでに、妾をぐるぐる巻きにしている毛布を取ってくれると嬉しいのじゃ」「かしこまりました。えい、えい......取れません!」「ああ、その毛布、私の魔力で結んであるから、シェリルじゃ無理よ」「アイリス様、はやくほどいてください! ミュリエル様は、言うなればアイリス様の先輩ですよ!」「先輩かどうかは知らないけど......まあ、もう縛っておく理由もないし、いいわよ」アイリスが魔力の紐をほどくと、ミュリエルはスポーンと毛布巻きから脱出した。そしてなぜかプニガミの上に座り込む。「ぷにに?」「プニガミの上が気に入ったのじゃ。居心地がいいのじゃー」居心地がいいと褒められたプニガミはまんざらではないらしく、「それならしばらく座ってていいよ」なんて言い出す。「それでシェリル。ミュリエルは村の皆に崇めて欲しいみたいなんだけど、何とかしてあげて」「なるほど。では私から皆さんに紹介しておきましょう! 守護神様が多いとそれだけ御利益があるはず! アイリス様にイクリプスちゃんに加え、ミュリエル様まで加わってくだされば無敵!」「なんて大雑把な理屈......まあ、神様なんてそんなものかもしれないけど」「私も守護神だったのー?」イクリプスは不思議そうに呟いて首を傾げた。「そうですよー。アイリス様の妹なのですから当然です。そもそもイクリプスちゃんの可愛さは神クラス。守護神に決まっています!」「そうなんだー。じゃあ守護神になってあげるからチョコちょうだーい」「はーい」シェリルはスカートのポケットからチョコレートを取り出し、イクリプスに渡した。「わーい」もぐもぐ。イクリプスの可愛い顔は、ますます可愛い笑顔になっていく。「ちょっと待つのじゃ。守護神が三人いるのは、まぁよしとしよう。しかし、その中で誰が一番偉いかを決めておくべきじゃ!」「えー、そんなのどうでもいいわよー」「もぐもぐ。私は妹だからアイリスお姉ちゃんのほうが偉いよー。チョコおいしー」「ならばアイリス。妾と勝負じゃ!」ミュリエルはアイリスをビシッと指差してきた。面倒だなぁと思いつつ、しかしここでアイリスの強いところを見せておかないと、プニガミを返してもらえないかもしれない。アイリスは安眠のため、勝負を受けることにした。	It was hard to get bored with watching Muriel when she behaved like that, but, at this rate, the conversation won’t proceed. So Iris decided to restrain her and get to solving the problem. 「Eclipse. Let’s match our timing. One, two.....」「Ei!」 The sisters cooperated as they put a blanket around the ecstatic Muriel. Immediately after–. 「Waaaa, what is this?! Everything suddenly went dark! 」 Muriel struggled beneath the blanket. Utilizing this, they wrapped the blanket around her, tied it up with a string made of magical power, and threw the roll on the bed. Punigami rejoiced at being liberated from Muriel. 「Oh!? What are you planning to do!?」 Muriel, who stuck out her feet and head from the sides, recognized that she was bound and wiggled like a caterpillar. 「Even though you brought this up, you didn’t get to the main part after all this time, so I tried binding you for the time being」「I understand........wait, it was you who brought this up! This Mistress has been here since a long time ago」 Muriel struggled intensely as she screamed. But even faced with such violent struggles, the string didn’t show any signs of breaking. Iris and Eclipse could easily throw this blanket off, though. For someone calling herself the Guardian Deity, she was far too weak. 「Tell me about that in more detail. I understand that you aren’t a human, but for you to be the Guardian Deity.......」「If Big Sister Iris isn’t afraid of you then you definitely aren’t human」「E-Eclipse, you don’t need to mention the embarrassing parts!」「Eeeh. Big Sister Iris is so cute」「Punipuni」 Being teased by your little sister, how miserable, Punigami said in frustration. 「You are going to hear everything in detail! This Mistress was born about three hundred years ago. In other words, when this land was only in the early stages of its development –」 Spoke Muriel in a serious tone. In the past, this land, while it wasn’t a wilderness, had a shortage of rains and the soil was unsuitable for cultivation. And Muriel was a being “manifested” from the prayers of the resident of the Silverlight Barony. Muriel responded to the prayers as she created rains, diverted storms, and made the soil fertile. 「However, on a certain day, out of nowhere, This Mistress lost her divine powers..........because of that, this land wasn’t able to provide for the people and they left........eventually, This Mistress couldn’t maintain her corporeal form and, with time, even her consciousness dimmed.......oyoyo」 Muriel burst into tears as she told her story. 「Good girl, good girl」Eclipse patted such a Guardian Deity. Eclipse was one such good girl. 「Hahah.....that’s why we couldn’t find you with our detection magic」「That’s right. However! Because you settled in this church and let out gigantic amounts of magical power, This Mistress managed to regain her consciousness and restore a fraction of her power」「Hee.......so you were the cause behind all those earthquakes? 」「Earthquakes? What are you talking about? This Mistress squeezed out all of her power to just shake this bed. This Mistress didn’t have the power to cause an earthquake! However, were you scared so much to mistake it for an earthquake? Fufufu, how was it, were you scared? Perhaps, you were a few earthquakes away from leaving this place..........how regrettable. You caught This Mistress」 Iris and Eclipse both thought it was an earthquake, but it was only their bed shaking. Those living below the hill had no way to know. 「Why did you shake the bed? Don’t be a bully」 Eclipse poked at Muriel’s cheeks as she muttered so. 「I-It’s not bullying! This church belongs to This Mistress, the Guardian Deity is This Mistress. But when I regained my consciousness.......Iris is worshipped as the Guardian Deity, the altar was replaced with a bed......uu........it’s horrible..........」「Hahah, I see. In other words, you want to drive us out to become the Guardian Deity once again」「Of course! This Mistress won’t be able to manifest herself unless someone worships her! 」「You materialized through my magical power, though?」「Oh? Oh! Indeed! Y-You’re amazing! 」「You’re welcome. So there is no more need to drive us out, right? 」「Muu......However, This Mistress in the true Guardian Deity. No matter how outstanding.......aren’t you a demon, Iris?!」「That might be true......but everyone just worships me on their own......」「How enviable. This Mistress wants to be worshipped too」 Muriel let out a miserable voice as she rolled all over the bed. 「Big Sister Iris. Let’s do something. She’s too pitiful」「Let’s see.......we can’t really make people worship her by ourselves, perhaps it’s better to consult with Sheryl.....」 Just as Iris thought that, the Lord, Sheryl, coincidentally came to the church. 「Good morning! It’s morning, please wake up.......wait, Iris-sama is awake even before I came to wake her up?!」[] Seeing Iris’ face, Sheryl faltered, went outside, and looked at the sky. 「Ah, yes. Properly in the morning. There is a little something that required me to wake up in the morning」「Haa, is that so........that being said, even though you are awake in the morning, you aren’t even drowsy.......」「Sheryl. I’m not oversleeping because I’m tired. I’m sleeping because I want to. That’s why waking up in the morning is not a big deal」「A puny human like myself can’t possibly fathom your sense of values........」 Sheryl muttered with a slightly dull expression. She was definitely restraining herself from saying「this sloth」out loud. Iris herself was aware of being a sloth, so she decided not to think too deeply about it. However, no matter who and what thought as such, she had no intentions to quit being a NEET. 「By the way. Who could that person that keeps rolling on the bed be? 」 When Sheryl looked on top of the bed, Muriel, hearing herself becoming the topic of the conversation, wiggled in joy. 「You are the current lord, right? It’s great that the Silverlight bloodline still continues. Now then, worship This Mistress like you ancestor did! 」「Eh.......what’s wrong with this person? Immediately asking to worship when we’ve just met.......」 Sheryl retreated with a pale face. It wasn’t hard to understand. Muriel’s speech and manners were that of a weirdo unless you were aware of the circumstances. No, even Iris, who knew the circumstances, couldn’t see her as anything but a weirdo, as for Sheryl, she probably wanted to run away right this moment. 「Did you know? Long long time ago, Muriel was the Guardian Deity of this land」「The Guardian Deity of a long long time ago? What do you mean? 」「Oh, so you’ve listened. Three hundred years ago –」 And Muriel repeated her story once again. Having heard this, Sheryl sat on the floor and bowed towards Muriel. 「For me to not recognize the Guardian Deity, who watch over this land from my ancestor’s generation......I was incredibly rude. Please forgive my conduct」「Umu. You are quite devoted. Since This Mistress wasn’t angry in the first place, you can raise your head. While at it, This Mistress will appreciate if you remove this blanket」「Understood. Ei, Ei.......I can’t get it off! 」「Ah, this blanket is bound by my magical power, it’s impossible for Sheryl」「Iris-sama, please unbind her! Muriel-sama could be said to be Iris-sama’s senior! 」「I don’t know about any seniors......but I guess I have no reason to keep her restrained anymore」 When Iris undid the magical string, Muriel rolled out of the blanket as it unwinded. And for some reason, she sat on top of Punigami. 「Punini?」「This Mistress likes it here. It’s quite comfortable」「Puni」 Punigami wasn’t against being praised, so 「then you can sit for a while」he said. 「Anyway, Sheryl. Muriel wants to be worshipped by everyone in the village, do something」「I see. Then let’s introduce her to everyone! The more Guardian Deities there are the better it should be! Iris-sama, together with Eclipse-chan and Muriel-sama are invincible! 」「Sounds sketchy.........but, perhaps, there might be some sense to it」「Am I a Guardian Deity too?」 Eclipse tilted her head in wonder. 「That’s right. Since you are Iris-sama’s little sister, it’s a matter of course. In the first place, Eclipse-chan’s cuteness is god-class. You being a Guardian Deity is decided! 」「So that’s how it is. Then I’ll be a Guardian Deity so give me chocolate」「Yes」 Sheryl took out chocolate from a pocket on her skirt and handed it over to Eclipse. 「Waai」 Munch munch. Eclipse’s adorable face was graced with an even more adorable smile. 「Wait a minute. Having three Guardian Deities is still passable. However, there is a need to decide for is the greatest! 」「Eh, who cares about that」「Munch munch. Since I’m the little sister, Big Sister Iris is superior. Chocolate is tasty」「In that case, Iris. It’s a showdown! 」 Muriel pointed at Iris with her finger. What a bother, she thought, before deciding to display her strong side, or there was a chance she won’t return Punigami. For the sake of good night’s sleep, Iris decided to accept the duel.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 3, "inserted_lines_trg": 3 }
機能的にも重要なものです硬い頭蓋骨は脳という一番重要な臓器を守っています顔にはあらゆる感覚が集中しています特別な感覚― 視覚聴覚嗅覚味覚そして言葉を発する口がありますこの骨には小さな穴があり光が漏れているのがわかりますねこれは副鼻腔という空洞でここで空気の温度と湿度を調整しますしかしこの空洞がないとどうなるでしょうか頭はすごく重くなり首を真っ直ぐ支えられないし見回すこともできませんこの女性は徐々に死に近づいています頭蓋骨の中に良性腫瘍があって口と鼻を完全に閉塞してしまっており呼吸も食事もできません顔を構成し形取る骨に備わっている筋肉は表情を伝える役割を果たします表情は世界共通の感情表現方法であり社交的な信号でもあります次に筋肉を覆っているのが皮膚です皮膚は複雑な三次元構造でできておりあちこちに線が入っていますまぶたみたいに薄いところもあれば頬のような厚いところもあり色も様々です顔には感覚器も備わっていますキスは普通どこにしますか? 唇でしょうか耳かもしれませんねキスをしたいと思うのが顔なんです毛のことも忘れてはいけません左側の画像を見てください私の息子です眉毛がありますね眉毛がなかったら違和感を感じますよね全然違いますよねもし鼻の真ん中から毛が生えていたら違和感は増すでしょう醜形恐怖症とはこれの極端な形態で他人の目線と同じように自分を見れなくなる症状です私達は左右反対の自分しか見ることはできないしそれも人生のほんの一部を捉えただけの画像や映像の中でだけなんですこれはショッキングな事実ですよね醜形恐怖症とはこの事実をねじ曲げたもので容姿端麗な人達が自分をひどく醜いと思い込んで理想の顔立ちに近づくために常に整形手術を求めてしまうんです必要なのは手術ではなく精神科医の助けです親切にも彼は画像を提供してくれました彼は醜形恐怖症ではないですがここに写る彼は醜形恐怖症患者と同じ顔立ちをしていますつまり彼もいたって普通なんです見た目に対する態度が変われば年齢もまた問題となります子供たちは自分で判断を下します周りの大人達を見て判断の仕方を学ぶんです例としてレベッカを紹介します彼女には頭蓋骨を脱出した良性の血管種があり鼻は閉塞していますご覧の通り腫瘍が視界に被り視界が一部遮られていますこの腫瘍に傷が付けば大量出血の危険もあります私達の研究結果では両親や親しい人達はレベッカのような患者に多大な愛を注ぎます彼らはこの顔に慣れてしまったので自分は特別だと思っています事実両親が病変の摘出をするか否かで言い争うこともあります時に悲嘆にくれることもあります愛するわが子の病状の悪化によりわが子と分からなくなる程容姿が激変するからですしかし他人は時にとてもひどいことを言うものです「よくこの子を外に連れて行けるね皆が怖がるじゃないかすることはないの? なんで取らないんだ?」他の子供達は好奇心から近づいては腫瘍を突きます悪気はないんですしかしこんなことをされれば自分は変なんだと思います手術後は全てが落ち着きました大人たちはより自然に接し何のためらいもなく他の子と遊んでいます十代だったらどうでしょう十代の頃を思い出して下さい大げさにしかもそれはしばしば度を超えた方法で見た目を変えていましたアイデンティティーの模索に必死になり友人に認められたいと強く思うものです十代にとって見た目は世の中に自分を発信する重要な手段なんですたった一つのにきびのせいで数日間しょんぼり過ごすこともあるでしょう毎日鏡の前でどれくらい過ごしましたか? 澄ました顔をしてみたりまじめぶったりショーン・コネリーの真似をした私みたいに眉毛を挙げてみたりこうして時間を浪費するんですスーの写真をお見せすることにしました彼女の下顎と下唇は前へ大きく突き出していますね皆さん下顎を前へ押し出してみて下さいそのまま横を向いて下さい下顎を突き出し隣へ見せて下さい憂鬱そうに見えますよねスーはよくそう言われていましたが全然憂鬱ではなかったんですでもよく聞かれたそうです「どうしてそんなに悲しいの?」人々はいつも彼女の気持ちを取り違えていました彼女は先生や同級生に見くびられいじめも受けましただから整形手術を決めたんです整形手術後に彼女は言いました「今の顔は私の性格を映してるわみんな私が活発で明るいことを分かってくれてるの」十代で整形すればこんな違いを獲得できますこの変化は本物でしょうか? それとも患者自身の想像の産物に過ぎないのでしょうか? さて私達はこうした整形手術を受けた子供達の写真を使って行動を研究しましたこの写真をごちゃまぜにして手術前後の組を分からなくしましたこの研究から術後の患者はより魅力的だとみなされることが分かりました驚くことではありません他にも正直さ知的さ親しみやすさ凶暴さについて質問をしてみました「乱暴そう」など通常よりもネガティブな印象を与えたのは共通して手術前の写真でした手術後のものはより利口友好的正直乱暴そうではないという回答が得られましたもちろん知性や性格を手術することはできません人は歳をとると必ずしも整形手術には頼らなくなります診察室にいる彼らは不運な運命に耐えてきたんです彼らは癌やトラウマを体験してきたのかもしれませんこちらはヘンリーです悪性腫瘍を取り除いて 2週間後の写真ですその腫瘍は顔の左側にあり頬骨上顎眼窩に広がっていました一見手術は完了したようですがこの後15年間で 14の手術を受けました腫瘍は彼の顔をむしばみ何度も再建箇所を破壊しました私はヘンリーから多くを学びました彼は術後も弁護士として仕事を続けていることやクリケットも楽しんでいると話してくれました彼は人生を謳歌していましたこれもやりがいのある仕事と温かな家族社会への所属があったおかげでしょう彼は冷静そして無頓着を貫きました彼が克服したとは言いません克服をしなかったんです克服の問題ではなく彼は無視したんです彼は人生で被った醜い傷を無視して無関心を続けたんですこれは誰にでもできますヘンリアピも実証していますこの男性は悪性腫瘍を抱え 20代の時手術を受けるためにナイジェリアからイギリスに来ました私の中では一番長い手術でした脳外科医と23時間もの手術を行いました顔の右側の骨を全摘出しました目も鼻も頭蓋骨そして皮膚もです背中の皮膚で顔面を再建しました精神科看護師として彼は働き続けました結婚してジェレマイアという息子もいます彼はこう言っていました「これは息子が描いた私です私が思う通りの成功した人物を描いてくれました」彼の顔の傷が全く問題にならなかったのは家族のサポートに加えてやりがいのある仕事があったからですさて顔の整形についてお見せしてましたがこれと同時に良くも悪くも人々のアイデンティティまでも変えてしまっているんでしょうか? 例えば整形手術には 2つのタイプがありますこんな風に分類できます 1つは整形手術を決めた患者スーみたいな人達です彼らは顔の手術を受ければ人生が変ったと感じるでしょうなぜなら他人からよりいい人だという印象を受けるからです彼らは違いを感じません彼らは新しい顔が自分の性格を表しているという未体験の感覚を覚えていくんです実際ここが美容整形手術と彼らのした手術の違いなのではないでしょうかこうおっしゃる方もいるかもしれません「これも美容整形手術の一種だ」整形手術をするとしばしば幸福度は下がります何か違うものに変りたいと思っているからですしかしスーは違いました彼女はただ性格とマッチする顔になりたかったのですしかしこれとは違う人もいます顔の手術を選ばなかった人です銃で自らの顔を打ち抜きました気分が悪くなる方もいるでしょうから白紙のスライドにします顔を気にして打ち抜いたんですもう一度言いますがもし彼らを愛する家族がいたら充実した仕事環境があれば平凡だけど充実した人生を送れるんです彼らのアイデンティティーは変りません容姿と容姿への固執は西洋だけに限った現象でしょうか? ムゼッタ一家はそれは違うと教えてくれますロンドン東部に住むバングラデッシュ人の女の子です右顔には巨大な悪性腫瘍があり失明もしましたし急速に成長を続ける腫瘍に彼女の命も危ぶまれていました腫瘍を取り除いた後両親は彼女にこの美しい緑色のベルベットのドレスを着せ髪にはピンクのリボンをつけ世界中にこの絵を見せたかったんです保守的なイスラムの一家で母親はブルカというベールを纏っていたのにですつまりこれは西欧だけの現象ではないんです人の印象は常に顔で決まりますこれはロンブローソが犯罪者顔を定義した時から続いています犯罪者かどうかは写真を見るだけでわかるものだと彼は言いました容姿のいい人は常に友好的だと思われます O.J を見てみましょうかっこいいですね一緒にいたいと思うし友好的にも見えますでも妻への暴行で有罪判決を受けていました実はいい人ではないんです美しさは善良と同じではありませんしもちろん美しさは幸福とも違います今までは静止している顔とその判断の話をしてきましたが実は動いている顔に判断を下すのはもっと簡単なんですねイギリス法制度では陪審員は証人を自身の目で見たがりますそれは瞬きや口ごもりといった虚偽のサインを見つけられるからですですから証人を自身の目で直接見たいんです人はコンマ一秒の間に人の顔を見て判断を下すとトドロフは言っていますこの画像に違和感はありますか? そうですよねあなたの担当医弁護士財務顧問がこんな風に顔を隠してたらどうですか? とても居心地が悪いでしょうねしかし人の顔や動きから判断を上手にできているでしょうか? 真実は5分ルールにありますトドロフが言ったように一瞬ではだめです 5分間誰かと過ごせば容貌の向こう側が見えてきます最初は惹かれた人でも退屈で興味を失うかもしれないし逆に最初は特に魅力を感じずすぐに惹かれなかった人の性格を知りその魅力に気づくこともあるでしょうここまで見た目についてたくさん話してきましたここで皆さんに私達が行っている手術と今後の展開をご紹介しますこれはアンの写真です右の顎関節と頭蓋底を摘出しましたこれが手術後の写真ですが再建手術は成功しましたしかしそれだけではありませんアンが望んだのはカヤックや山登りをすることでした彼女の望みを叶えられました次のはゾッとする画像ですから手をあげて注意しておきますこれはナイジェリアの銀行支店長のアディです銀行強盗に顔を銃で打たれてしまいましたそのため下顎唇あご上顎の関節に歯も失いました彼は私達に目標を提示しました「以前の私のようにこうなりたいんです」現代の技術ではコンピューターを使ってモデルを作ります骨なしの顎関節のモデルを作って金属製のプレートを沿わせました正確な場所を知るためにプレートを顎の位置に置きましたそして背中の骨と組織を移植しましたそれを支えているプレートに埋め込まれたインプラントが見えますねこの1回の手術で口はこのようになり顔はこうなりました彼は人生を取り戻しましたそれは良いことなんですが顎の皮膚は以前とは違って見えますこの皮膚は背中のもので厚く色も濃いうえキメも粗く丸みはありませんこれは私達の及ばなかった点ですですから顔面移植が必要です顔面移植はやけをど負った患者の植皮に使われるでしょう骨格構造は作れますが顔の皮膚移植には改善の余地があります顔面移植という選択肢は大きな価値を持ちますしかし術後はずっと免疫抑制剤を飲み続けなければいけませんということは感染症だけでなく悪性腫瘍のリスクも上がるのです顔は心臓肝臓肺と違って生命を維持するものではありません人生の質を向上させるための移植なのです結果的に 10~15年後に悪性腫瘍ができたらこう言うかもしれません「あの時従来の再建手術を受けていたら... 私は悪性腫瘍で死ぬんでしょ?」まだわかりません彼らが認識とアイデンティティーに対してどう思っているかもわかりません初めてこの手術をしたバーナードとシルビィはこの研究をしています顔面移植のドナーは見つからないでしょう愛する人が死に行く時に顔の提供をこころよく思う遺族はそう多くないでしょうつまり顔面移植には問題がついて回りますさて朗報はというと再生医療という明るい未来がすぐそこまで来ていることです想像してみてください生物分解性テンプレートを作成して然るべき場所に取り付けて少し細胞を振りかけるんです患者自身の腰骨の幹細胞や遺伝子組替タンパク質をかけて様子を見ます 4ヶ月経てば成長して顔になるんですジュリア・チャイルドのレシピみたいですねそれでもまだ問題はありますそれは口腔癌です口腔癌は顔面の損傷が最も激しく完治はまだ不可能です口腔癌患者の再建手術はまだ不完全なんですイギリスでは若者の間で顔面損傷が数多く見られます傷跡を消すことは未だにできません更なる研究が必要ですですから彼らの未来のためにも外科医に研究の必要性を知らせることが重要になりますそこで私達は慈善団体を設立し募金を通じて臨床研究の支援活動を行っています現行の最善の治療法を決定し将来のより良い治療を決定するんです「順調順調このままでOK」などと現状に満足している訳ではないんです本当にありがとうございました	Let's not forget it's a functional entity. We have strong skull bones that protect the most important organ in our body: the brain. It's where our senses are located, our special senses -- our vision, our speech, our hearing, our smell, our taste. And this bone is peppered, as you can see, with the light shining through the skull with cavities, the sinuses, which warm and moisten the air we breathe. But also imagine if they were filled with solid bone -- our head would be dead weight, we wouldn't be able to hold it erect, we wouldn't be able to look at the world around us. This woman is slowly dying because the benign tumors in her facial bones have completely obliterated her mouth and her nose so she can't breathe and eat. Attached to the facial bones that define our face's structure are the muscles that deliver our facial expression, our universal language of expression, our social-signaling system. And overlying this is the skin drape, which is a hugely complex three-dimensional structure -- taking right-angled bends here and there, having thin areas like the eyelids, thick areas like the cheek, different colors. And then we have the sensual factor of the face. Where do we like to kiss people? On the lips. Nibble the ears maybe. It's the face where we're attracted to with that. But let's not forget the hair. You're looking at the image on your left-hand side -- that's my son with his eyebrows present. Look how odd he looks with the eyebrows missing. There's a definite difference. And imagine if he had hair sprouting from the middle of his nose, he'd look even odder still. Dysmorphophobia is an extreme version of the fact that we don't see ourselves as others see us. It's a shocking truth that we only see mirror images of ourselves, and we only see ourselves in freeze-frame photographic images that capture a mere fraction of the time that we live. Dysmorphophobia is a perversion of this where people who may be very good looking regard themselves as hideously ugly and are constantly seeking surgery to correct their facial appearance. They don't need this. They need psychiatric help. Max has kindly donated his photograph to me. He doesn't have dysmorphophobia, but I'm using his photograph to illustrate the fact that he looks exactly like a dysmorphophobic. In other words, he looks entirely normal. when our attitude toward our appearance changes. So children judge themselves, learn to judge themselves, by the behavior of adults around them. Here's a classic example: Rebecca has a benign blood vessel tumor that's growing out through her skull, has obliterated her nose, and she's having difficulty seeing. As you can see, it's blocking her vision. She's also in danger, when she damages this, of bleeding profusely. Our research has shown that the parents and close loved ones of these children adore them. They've grown used to their face; they think they're special. Actually, sometimes the parents argue about whether these children should have the lesion removed. And occasionally they suffer intense grief reactions because the child they've grown to love has changed so dramatically and they don't recognize them. But other adults say incredibly painful things. They say, "How dare you take this child out of the house and terrify other people. Shouldn't you be doing something about this? Why haven't you had it removed?" And other children in curiosity come up and poke the lesion, because -- a natural curiosity. And that obviously alerts the child to their unusual nature. After surgery, everything normalizes. The adults behave more naturally, and the children play more readily with other children. just think back to your teenage years -- we're going through a dramatic and often disproportionate change in our facial appearance. We're trying to struggle to find our identity. We crave the approval of our peers. So our facial appearance is vital to us as we're trying to project ourselves to the world. Just remember that single acne spot that crippled you for several days. How long did you spend looking in the mirror every day, practicing your sardonic look, practicing your serious look, trying to look like Sean Connery, as I did, trying to raise one eyebrow? It's a crippling time. I've chosen to show this profile view of Sue because what it shows is her lower jaw jutting forward and her lower lip jutting forward. I'd like you all in the audience now to push your lower jaw forward. Turn to the person next to you, push your lower jaws forward. Turn to the person next to you and look at them -- they look miserable. That's exactly what people used to say to Sue. She wasn't miserable at all. But people used to say to her, "Why are you so miserable?" People were making misjudgments all the time on her mood. Teachers and peers were underestimating her; she was teased at school. So she chose to have facial surgery. After the facial surgery, she said, "My face now reflects my personality. People know now that I'm enthusiastic, that I'm a happy person." And that's the change that can be achieved for teenagers. Is this change, though, a real change, or is it a figment of the imagination of the patient themselves? Well we studied teenagers' attitudes to photographs of patients having this corrective facial surgery. And what we found was -- we jumbled up the photographs so they couldn't recognize the before and after -- what we found was that the patients were regarded as being more attractive after the surgery. Well that's not surprising, but we also asked them to judge them on honesty, intelligence, friendliness, violence. They were all perceived as being less than normal in all those characteristics -- more violent, etc. -- before the surgery. After the surgery, they were perceived as being more intelligent, more friendly, more honest, less violent -- and yet we hadn't operated on their intellect or their character. When people get older, they don't necessarily choose to follow this kind of surgery. Their presence in the consultation suite is a result of the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. What happens to them is that they may have suffered cancer or trauma. So this is a photograph of Henry, two weeks after he had a malignant cancer removed from the left side of his face -- his cheekbone, his upper jaw, his eye-socket. He looks pretty good at this stage. But over the course of the next 15 years he had 14 more operations, as the disease ravaged his face and destroyed my reconstruction regularly. I learned a huge amount from Henry. Henry taught me that you can carry on working. He worked as an advocate. He continued to play cricket. He enjoyed life to the full, and this was probably because he had a successful, fulfilling job and a caring family and was able to participate socially. He maintained a calm insouciance. I don't say he overcame this; he didn't overcome it. This was something more than that. He ignored it. He ignored the disfigurement that was happening in his life and carried on oblivious to it. And that's what these people can do. Henriapi illustrates this phenomenon as well. This is a man in his 20s whose first visit out of Nigeria was with this malignant cancer that he came to the United Kingdom to have operated on. It was my longest operation. It took 23 hours. I did it with my neurosurgeon. We removed all the bones at the right side of his face -- his eye, his nose, the skull bones, the facial skin -- and reconstructed him with tissue from the back. He continued to work as a psychiatric nurse. He got married. He had a son called Jeremiah. And again, he said, "This painting of me with my son Jeremiah shows me as the successful man that I feel that I am." His facial disfigurement did not affect him because he had the support of a family; he had a successful, fulfilling job. So we've seen that we can change people's faces. But when we change people's faces, are we changing their identity -- for better or for worse? For instance, there are two different types of facial surgery. We can categorize it like that. We can say there are patients who choose to have facial surgery -- like Sue. When they have facial surgery, they feel their lives have changed because other people perceive them as better people. They don't feel different. They feel that they've actually gained what they never had, that their face now reflects their personality. And actually that's probably the difference between cosmetic surgery and this kind of surgery. Because you might say, "Well, this type of surgery might be regarded as cosmetic." If you do cosmetic surgery, patients are often less happy. They're trying to achieve difference in their lives. Sue wasn't trying to achieve difference in her life. She was just trying to achieve the face that matched her personality. But then we have other people who don't choose to have facial surgery. They're people who have their face shot off. I'll move it off, and we'll have a blank slide for those who are squeamish amongst you. They have it forced upon them. And again, as I told you, if they have a caring family and good work life, then they can lead normal and fulfilled lives. Their identity doesn't change. Is this business about appearance and preoccupation with it a Western phenomenon? Muzetta's family give the lie to this. This is a little Bangladeshi girl from the east end of London who's got a huge malignant tumor on the right side of her face, which has already made her blind and which is rapidly growing and is going to kill her shortly. After she had surgery to remove the tumor, her parents dressed her in this beautiful green velvet dress, a pink ribbon in her hair, and they wanted the painting to be shown around the world, despite the fact that they were orthodox Muslims and the mother wore a full burqa. So it's not simply a Western phenomenon. We make judgments on people's faces all the time. It's been going on since we can think of Lombroso and the way he would define criminal faces. He said you could see criminal faces, judging them just on the photographs that were showed. Good-looking people are always judged as being more friendly. We look at O.J. -- he's a good-looking guy. We'd like to spend time with him. He looks friendly. Now we know that he's a convicted wife-batterer, and actually he's not the good guy. And beauty doesn't equate to goodness, and certainly doesn't equate to contentment. So we've talked about the static face and judging the static face, but actually, we're more comfortable with judging the moving face. We think we can judge people on their expressions. U.K. jurors in the U.K. justice system like to see a live witness to see whether they can pick up the telltale signs of mendacity -- the blink, the hesitation. And so they want to see live witnesses. Todorov tells us that, in a tenth of a second, we can make a judgment on somebody's face. Are we uncomfortable with this image? Yes, we are. Would we be happy if our doctor's face, our lawyer's face, our financial adviser's face was covered? We'd be pretty uncomfortable. But are we good at making the judgments on facial appearance and movement? The truth is that there's a five-minute rule, not the tenth-of-a-second rule like Todorov, but a five-minute rule. If you spend five minutes with somebody, you start looking beyond their facial appearance, and the people who you're initially attracted to may seem boring and you lose interest in them, and the people who you didn't immediately seek out, because you didn't find them particularly attractive, become attractive people because of their personality. So we've talked a lot about facial appearance. I now want to share a little bit of the surgery that we do -- where we're at and where we're going. This is an image of Ann who's had her right jaw removed and the base of her skull removed. And you can see in the images afterward, we've managed to reconstruct her successfully. But that's not good enough. This is what Ann wants. She wants to be out kayaking, she wants to be out climbing mountains. And that's what she achieved, and that's what we have to get to. This is a horrific image, so I'm putting my hand up now. a Nigerian bank manager who had his face shot off in an armed robbery. And he lost his lower jaw, his lip, his chin and his upper jaw and teeth. This is the bar that he set for us. "I want to look like this. This is how I looked before." So with modern technology, we used computers to make models. We made a model of the jaw without bone in it. We then bent a plate up to it. We put it in place so we knew it was an accurate position. We then put bone and tissue from the back. Here you can see the plate holding it, and you can see the implants being put in -- so that in one operation we achieve this and this. So the patient's life is restored. That's the good news. However, his chin skin doesn't look the same as it did before. It's skin from his back. It's thicker, it's darker, it's coarser, it doesn't have the contours. And that's where we're failing, and that's where we need the face transplant. The face transplant has a role probably in burns patients to replace the skin. We can replace the underlying skeletal structure, but we're still not good at replacing the facial skin. So it's very valuable to have that tool in our armamentarium. But the patients are going to have to take drugs that suppress their immune system for the rest of their lives. What does that mean? They have an increased risk of infection, an increased risk of malignancy. This is not a life-saving transplant -- like a heart, or liver, or lung transplant -- it is a quality-of-life transplant, and as a result, are the patients going to say, if they get a malignant cancer 10 or 15 years on, "I wish I'd had conventional reconstructive techniques rather than this because I'm now dying of a malignant cancer"? We don't know yet. We also don't know what they feel about recognition and identity. Bernard Devauchelle and Sylvie Testelin, who did the first operation, are studying that. Donors are going to be short on the ground, because how many people want to have their loved one's face removed at the point of death? So there are going to be problems with face transplantation. So the better news is the future's almost here -- and the future is tissue engineering. Just imagine, I can make a biologically-degradable template. I can put it in place where it's meant to be. I can sprinkle a few cells, stem cells from the patient's own hip, a little bit of genetically engineered protein, and lo and behold, leave it for four months and the face is grown. This is a bit like a Julia Child recipe. But we've still got problems. We've got mouth cancer to solve. We're still not curing enough patients -- it's the most disfiguring cancer. We're still not reconstructing them well enough. In the U.K. we have an epidemic of facial injuries among young people. We still can't get rid of scars. We need to do research. And the best news of all is that surgeons know that we need to do research. And we've set up charities that will help us fund the clinical research to determine the best treatment practice now and better treatment into the future, so we don't just sit on our laurels and say, "Okay, we're doing okay. Let's leave it as it is." Thank you very much indeed.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
「終らねぇ~終わらねえよぉ~」さて、クルイカからクヌキハッピィ、マウンピール村を経由してサンサーラエッグ村に帰って来た俺だが、ウリコに付き添ってだいぶ長い間村を空けていた為に村長である俺のやるべき事がだいぶ溜まっていた。と言うわけでミズキになじられつつ俺は書類作業を進めていく。なお、何故これだけ多くの書類が溜まっているかと言えば、近頃はリーンの森にある上質な素材を求めて村の外から大量の冒険者や商人がやってくるからであり、最近は交渉専門の子が居るので大抵の場合はその子に任せてはいるが、それでも俺でなければ判断できない様な話が存在するために書類が溜まってしまうのである。尤も本当に緊急の案件なら通信魔法を使うので、今溜まっているのは緊急の案件では無い事になるのだが。「で、わざわざクルイカなんて言う遠い場所にまで行った意味はあったの?」「それは十分にあったぞ。色々と情報は手に入ったし、今後の方針も決められたからな」と言うわけで俺はクルイカで会ったイズミの事も含めて、手に入れた情報について話しても問題ないものに関してはミズキに包み隠さず話しておく。「とんだ迷惑ものの神様も居た者ね。自分で作った物ぐらいきちんと自分で管理して欲しいわ」「その気持ちは......まあ分からないでもないが。今更そこを嘆いてもしょうがないだろ、もし会えたら文句ぐらいは言ってやりたいけどな」「本当にそうね」ミズキは憮然とした表情でそう言うが、正直に言って『陰落ち』を起こすような兵器を作れるような神様と言うか化け物に対して迂闊に文句を言ったら一撃で消し飛ばされそうな気もするので、実際にどう対応するかは出会ってから考えるとしよう。そもそも会えるとも限らないわけだし。「それで事情は分かったけどこれからどうするの?そのイズミって子曰く時間はあまり残ってないかもしれないんでしょ?」「それなぁ......とりあえず俺がやるべき事だな」「三つ?」「ああ」疑問符を浮かべているミズキに対して俺は自身が今後やるべき事を大まかにだが伝えていく。「まず一つは日常を円滑に過ごすための村長業」「要は今やっていることよね」「そうだな。けれど重要だろう?」「そうね。日常も満足に過ごせない様な奴に万が一の事態をどうにか出来るとは思えないわ」「ま、そう言う事だ」実際日常生活をまともに送れないってことは力を蓄える余裕も無いって事になるからなぁ。そう考えると平穏な日常ってのは何事においても大切だ。ついでに言えば火事場の馬鹿力とは多少違うかもしれないが、そう言った平穏な日常と言うものを知っているからこそ、その日常を守らんがために力を発揮できると言う面もある。目は『陰落ち』に関する調査だな」「イズミって子がやってくれるんじゃないの?」「自分で調べても損は無いだろ?一応、イズミとは『陰落ち』に関して協定のような物を結ぶことも出来ているが、俺はそれが絶対だと思うような甘い頭はしていないし、俺が背負っているものを考えたら誰かを盲信する事なんてできねえよ」ついでに言えばイズミの能力が高いのはマジクが攫われた件や、世界の外側からやって来た事からも分かっているが、それでもイズミは個人であり、マドサ学院全体の力を利用するにしてもそれは所詮一つの組織でしかなく、調べられる限界と言うものが絶対に存在している。それにだ。三年前に調べて分かっている事だが、ブラックミスティウムを回収した建物の様な古い建物がリーンの森の中には幾つも点在していることが分かっている。なのでそう言った建物を調べれば『陰落ち』に関する資料が出てくる可能性は十分に存在していると言える。本音を言えばリーン様に直接話を聞ければ早いんだけどな。ただ、この件に関しては話をするだけでもヤバいのかリーン様からの連絡は無い。つくづく俺からリーン様に呼びかける手段が無いと言うのが悔やまれる。だからと言ってウリコに交信してもらうのは論外だが。リーン様以外とも繋がりそうになるという事で凄く危ないらしいし、兄として妹にそんな事をさせる訳にはいかない。「それで三つ目は?」「俺自身を含めた戦力全般の強化だな。実際、イズミから話を聞いた感じだと戦う事になったら相当の能力が必要になるようだからな。これは必須事項だ」なお、戦力の強化とは言ったが具体的にはまず俺自身の魔力保有量を増やす事。続けて新しい共鳴魔法の開発に既存の共鳴魔法の強化。それにイズミ曰く俺の名前は偽名に近いものだそうなので、本来......と言うか前世の名前を知る事。加えて言うなら現在の共鳴魔法は一般的に使われている魔法と違って杖を始めとした各種補助用の道具を用いていないが、以前の破壊神の腕との戦いの時にリーン様から受け賜った杖がそうであったように共鳴魔法を強化する道具が有るのは確かなので、そう言った道具を作る事によって能力をブーストすると言うのは十分に有りな選択肢だろう。「なるほどね。ちなみにその道具とやらの当てはあるの?」「現状だとブラックミスティウムを核とした杖を作ろうかなとは思っているが......」ここで俺は思わず続きについて言い淀む。なぜなら...... 「ああ、そう言えば結局三年前から今に至るまで釣り合う素材が見つかってないんだっけ」ミズキの言う様にブラックミスティウムに吊り合うような素材を手に入れることが出来ていないからである。はぁ......本当にこの素材は難儀すぎる。	“It’s not over~It’s not over~” After being absent from the community for so long, Pumpkin, the village chief, had a lot to deal with when he returned from Kruika to Samsara Egg Village through Kunukihappy and Maunpir Village. He, therefore, proceeded with the paperwork while Mizuki was berating him. Speaking of why so many documents have piled up, many adventurers and merchants from outside the village recently flocked to Lean Forest in search of premium resources. Since a child specializing in negotiations was available these days, Pumpkin let that child handle most of the work, but even so, there were still some matters that only he could resolve, which led to the collection of many documents. However, when the matter was truly urgent, communication magic would be used, so what was piling up now was not an emergency. “So, was it worth it to go all the way to a place as far away as Kruika?” “There was plenty of it. I acquired various information and was able to decide on a future course of action.” Mizuki was then informed about the information he had obtained, including that of Izumi, whom he had met in Kruika. “What a devil of a nuisance that God is. They should take proper care of the things they made themselves.” “That sentiment... well, it’s hard not to understand. There’s no sense in lamenting that part now, though if I ever met that God, I would complain about it at least a little bit.” “Indeed.” With a dismayed expression on her face, Mizuki said as much, but in all honesty, if they complained to a God or a monster that could create a weapon that can inflict “Kage-Ochi,” they may be slain in one strike. Pumpkin will consequently weigh his options for responding to the situation after meeting them. It is not guaranteed that I will meet them in the first place. “So now that you know what’s going on, what happens next? According to this Izumi girl, there may not be much time left, right?” “Well... there are three things I have to do for now.” “Three?” “Yeah.” To Mizuki’s questioning eyes, Pumpkin explained roughly what his next steps would be. “One of the first things is to make sure that the day-to-day operations of the village flow seamlessly.” “That’s what you’re doing now, isn’t it?” “That’s right. But that is essential, right?” “Of course. If even a day-to-day situation can’t be handled, how can a contingency plan be managed?” “Well, that’s the point.” In fact, not being able to lead a normal life would mean that there would be no time to accumulate strength. A tranquil daily routine was essential for everything in light of this. The knowledge of such a tranquil everyday existence also gave him the power to use his strength in order to protect that daily life, even if it could differ somewhat from a fight or flight response. “The second is the investigation of the ‘Kage-Ochi’.” “Isn’t that something this Izumi girl can do for you?” “What’s the harm in doing the investigation myself? My agreement with Izumi is something like a pact, but I am not so soft-headed as to think that it is an unbreakable agreement, nor can I place blind faith in anyone else, given what I am carrying on my shoulders.” Izumi’s extraordinary skills have also been demonstrated by the incident of Majik’s kidnapping and the fact that she is from the Outer World. Izumi herself, though, was only a sole individual. Even if she utilized the full might of the Madosa Institute, there would still just be one organization, and the scope of what could be looked into would undoubtedly be limited. Furthermore, it has been known for three years that Lean Forest was home to several ancient structures dispersed across it, some of which were similar to the one where the Black Mystium was found. Investigating such buildings would thus have a good chance of turning up materials connected to the “Kage-Ochi” phenomenon. If he could communicate with Lean personally, things would go more swiftly, to be frank. Lean has not been in touch with him, though, as though it would be hazardous to discuss this. Indeed, Pumpkin felt frustrated that there was no way for him to contact Lean. But despite that, he knew it was inappropriate to request Uriko contact Lean. He was informed that it would be extremely risky for Uriko to contact anybody other than Lean, and as the elder brother, he couldn’t permit this behavior on the part of his younger sister. “So what’s the third thing?” “The third thing is to reinforce my overall strength. In fact, from what I have heard from Izumi, when it comes to combat, substantial capabilities will be needed. This is a must.” Although Pumpkin said reinforcement of his strength, specifically, the first step was to increase his own magic power. Following that will be the development of new resonance spells and the upgrading of existing resonance spells. Besides, according to Izumi, my name is close to a pseudonym, so it’s originally... or rather, to know the name of my former life. On top of that, the present resonance spells were distinct from the regularly utilized spells in that they did not rely on canes or other supporting objects. There were undoubtedly instruments that might enhance resonance spells, as was the case with the cane that Lean gave to Pumpkin during the combat against the arm of the God of Destruction, thus developing such a tool to enhance one’s skills would be a viable option. “I see. By the way, do you have any idea what those tools are?” “Currently, I am thinking of creating a staff with Black Mystium as its core but...” At this point, Pumpkin involuntarily hesitated to say anything about the continuation of the story. After all... “Oh, that reminds me, you haven’t found the right material to balance it out since three years ago, right?” As Mizuki said, it was because they had not been able to obtain the material that would be able to balance with the Black Mystium. Sigh... this material really is too difficult to find.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 2, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
......この声ってフィン様!? 私は声が聞こえた方向を反射的に振り向いた。天使のような顔をしたフィン様と色気が半端ないカーティス様が私たちの方に近付いてくる。どうしてこなの。こんな朝早い時間にこの場所に来るなら、ヘンリお兄様とアランお兄様だと思うじゃない。「何故お前らがここにいるんだ?」アルバートお兄様が私の思っていたことを代弁してくれた。この状況を不思議に思うのは私だけじゃないわよね。カーティス様が眉間に皺を寄せながら、嫌そうに口を開いた。「馬鹿ヘンリに朝から呼び出されたんだよ」「僕はカーティスに言われて来たんだ。面倒だな~って思ったけど、面白そうだからいっかなって」フィン様の腹の内が未だに掴めない。きっと、彼厄介な人物かもしれない。私の味方なのかどうかもハッキリ分からない。ただ、今まで特に私に危害を加えてきたこともなかった。リズさんにべったりだったっていう記憶も特にない。どちらかというと、彼の今までの言動は私サイドだったような気がする。「......カーティス様とフィン様って仲良いわよね」「確かに昔からここのセットはよく見る」「まぁ、僕らはリズの魔法にかかっていない組だからね~。立場がずっと中立なんだよ」フィン様がニコニコしながらそう言った。本当に眩しい笑顔。......全国のショタコンがフィン様を推す理由が分かる。「あ、でもカーティスは結構アリシアのこと好きだよね!」明るい笑みを浮かべたままフィン様はそう付け足した。カーティス様はどこか恥ずかしそうに「おい!」とフィンを睨む。確かにカーティス様はいつも私を助けてくれていたような気がする。何か事が大きくなる前に、彼が間に入ってくれていたし......。「けど、まさか国外追放されるとは思ってなかったよ。......それに、帰って来るとも思ってなかった」フィン様は興味深そうに私をじっと見つめる。貴族の令嬢が国外追放されるなんて考えられないものね。確かに誘拐された時に人は殺しちゃっているけど、あれは正当防衛だから罪に問われないはずだし。「アリちゃんにまた会えて嬉しいよ」流石プレイボーイ。発する言葉がやっぱりチャラい。「またその目! ちゃんと本音だよ」「それで、ヘンリはカーティスに何の用だったんだ?」「それが教えてくれないんだよ。家に来たら言う、とだけ言われてさ~~。本当に人使いの荒い奴め!」アルバートお兄様の言葉にカーティスは「まあね」と短く答える。 ......ヘンリお兄様、カーティス様を家に呼んで一体何を考えているのかしら。「フィンも一緒ってことは、そんなに内緒話でもなさそうだしな」「......私絡みではなさそうだし。一体何の話があるのかしら」「ん~~、アリシア絡みじゃないとは断定できないよ」フィン様は明るい声でそう言った。	...This voice was Finn-sama! I reflexively turned my head in the direction where I heard the voice. Finn-sama, who looked like an angel, and Curtis-sama, who had a very sexy face, were approaching us. Why were these two coming over? If they were coming to this place this early in the morning, I would have thought that it would be related to either Big Brother Henry or Big Brother Alan. “Why are you guys here?” Big Brother Albert asked what I was thinking. Well, I wasn’t the only one who wondered about this situation. Curtis-sama answered uncomfortably, wrinkling his brow. “I’ve been called over this morning by the idiot, Henry.” “I came at Curtis’s insistence. I thought it would be a hassle, but it sounded like fun, so I thought it was okay.” I still couldn’t figure out what was going on in Finn-sama’s mind. He might be the most troublesome person I’ve ever met. I didn’t even know if he was on my side or not. I did not remember him ever harming me or being close to Liz-san. I felt that his words and actions up to now were more on my side, though. “...Curtis-sama and Finn-sama get along well with each other, don’t they?” “I’ve certainly been seeing this set of two around here for a long while.” “Well, we’re the group that’s not under Liz’s spell! Our positions have always been neutral.” Finn-sama said smiling. A truly dazzling smile. ...I could see why shotacons all over the country were pushing for Finn-sama. “Oh, but Curtis likes Alicia quite a bit!” Finn-sama added with a bright smile. Curtis-sama looked somewhat embarrassed saying “Oi!” to Finn and glared at him. It sure seemed like Curtis-sama was always there to help me out. He was always there for me before things got too big.... “But I never thought that you would be exiled. ...And I also didn’t expect for you to suddenly come back.” Finn-sama stared at me with interest. It was unthinkable that the daughter of one of the five most important noble families would be exiled from the country. Sure, I killed someone when I was kidnapped, but that was self-defense, and that would unlikely be enough for me to be accused of a crime. “It’s nice to see you again, Ali.” What a playboy. His words had always been so flirtatious. “That way of speaking again! Can’t you fix that way of speaking?” “So, what did Henry want with Curtis?” “That’s what he won’t tell us. He just said he’d tell me when he came to your house~. What a jerk!” To Big Brother Albert’s words, Curtis replied with a short, “Well, I guess so”. ...Big Brother Henry, what in the world were you thinking suddenly inviting Curtis-sama over? “Well, if Finn’s with us, it doesn’t seem like it’s a private thing, does it?” “...And it doesn’t sound like it’s about me. I wonder what on earth he wants to talk about.” “Hmm~~ I can’t say for sure, but it’s probably related to Alicia.” Finn-sama said in a cheerful voice.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 2, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
勿論、貧困村には行けないし、お父様と会うリスクは高くなったが集中して考えたい事があった。学園に行かない事をヘンリお兄様に言うとすぐに承諾してくれた。「アリシアに甘いよね、ヘンリって」「ヘンリお兄様だけよ」ジルの考えを聞きたいのよね......。「狼が学園に現れたのはいつ頃だったかしら」「ヘンリからの情報によると一年前ぐらいらしいよ」一年前......。どうしてもっと大事にならないのかしら。野生の狼が魔法学園に現れるなんて考えられないわ。国王様の耳には入っているのかしら。「ずっと考えているけど、全く答えが出ないね。......明日だよね? 魔法が使えるようになるのって」私はそう言って静かに頷いた。明日で魔法が戻ってくる。そしたら私の魔法レベルを証明する事が出来るわ。ああ、やる事が多すぎて頭が混乱してくるわ。「不思議なのが、町ではなく魔法学園に狼が現れた事だよね」ジルは真面目な口調でそう言った。「誰かがそうしたのかも」「野生の狼なのに?」「そう見せかけただけとか」私がそう言うと、ジルは顎を触りながら眉間に皺を寄せて遠くを見つめた。もし、誰かの仕業で狼を魔法学園に入れたとなると大問題だわ。私は小さな机の引き出しから地図を取り出した。誰にも気付かれずに魔法学園に狼を放り込めるとすれば......この学園の森? 「狼はこの国にはいない......だとしたら、外国から来たのかもしれない」 ......外国。......狼。ああ、なんだかもう少しで何か重要な事が思い出せそうな気がするわ。リズさんが震えながら魔法学園の生徒を狼から守った......。私とジルの声が見事に重なった。「ラヴァール国に狼がいるって何かの本で読んだことがある」 ......それは知らなかったわ。私はただ乙女ゲームのイベントを思い出したのよね。リズさんの好感度を上げる為にそのイベントがあったはずだわ。確か、私は助けないを選択した気がするわ。......助けたい気持ちもあったけど、死にたくないのよね。それに自分を嫌っていた人達を命を懸けてまで助けようと思わないわ。私はそこまでお人好しじゃない。私が命を懸けてまで守りたいって思っているものは少ないわ......。「アリシア? 聞いてる?」私はジルに顔を覗き込まれてハッとした。「何を?」ジルは少し面倒くさそうな表情をして口を開いた。「だから、まだその狼がいて会えるんだったら、ラヴァール国から来たかどうか分かるよ」「......ラヴァール国の狼は尻尾が大きくて赤毛が多いのよね」「それと、首元に細い鉄の首輪がされているんだ」 ......それは知らなかったわ。というか、乙女ゲームの狼が出るイベントでもただリズさんの好感度が上がるってだけで、どこから来たかは分からなかったわ。普通に考えると、学園にいきなり狼が現れるなんておかしな話なのに......。今思えば、結構適当に作られていたわね。「その首輪には飼い主の名前が彫られているんだよ」	Of course, during that time, I decided to refrain from visiting the impoverished village as well, and since the risk of running into my father was increasing day-by-day and upon every outing, I figured it was best to stay inside as much as possible. This worked out well though, since I had some things that I wanted to think about anyway. I told Henry-Oniisama that I wasn’t planning to attend school for a while and he agreed immediately with my decision. “Wow, he sure spoils you... Henry, I mean.” “Yeah, but Henry-Oniisama is the only one who acts that way with me.” “That’s true,” Gilles admits with a small smile. “When did the wolf appear in the academy I wonder....” I say, thinking aloud. “Do you know?” “I heard from Henry that it happened around a year ago.” One year ago..... How was this not a bigger deal? It’s almost unbelievable that a rabid wolf would be able to make it onto the grounds of the magic academy. And yet, nobody’s questioning it!? Is the king even aware that something like this happened? “I just can’t get it out of my head. It doesn’t make sense no matter how much I try to rationalize it....” Gilles mutters. And then looking up at me suddenly, “It was tomorrow, right? The day you can start using magic again?” “Yeah,” I say, giving a small nod. Tomorrow my magic should come back. Which means I’ll also be able to verify my magic level tomorrow. Though, before requesting an audience with the king, I really need to see Uncle Will first.... Ugh, I have too many things to do. My head’s a complete mess. “It’s really strange. If it was in the town, that would be one thing, but how did a wolf find its way into the magic academy?” Gilles ponders seriously. “Someone likely brought it in on purpose.” “A rabid wolf?” “Maybe they just made it look rabid...?” I suggest, though it comes off as more of a question than a statement. Gilles considers this, bringing his hand up to support his chin. As he thinks, a wrinkle forms between his brows and his eyes grow unfocused, like he’s looking at something far off in the distance. If someone did, in fact, bring the wolf onto the academy grounds on purpose, this could be a huge issue. I go over to a small desk in the corner of the room and pull out a map from the drawer. To toss a wolf into the academy without anyone noticing... could they have used the forest as cover? And how did they even acquire a wolf in the first place? “Wolves are not native to this kingdom..... which means it that it likely came from a foreign country,” Gilles murmurs to himself even as he’s moving towards my desk and pulling out another, more extensive map than the one I had grabbed. .....A foreign country. What else is there? Think..... Liz-san protected students at the academy from a wolf..... Oh! ” “The Ravaal Kingdom!” ” Gilles and I cry simultaneously. “I read a book once that mentioned there are wolves in the Ravaal Kingdom,” Gilles tells me while tapping his pointer finger on the map in the location of Ravaal. .....Ah, that makes sense. I didn’t even think of that. The only reason Ravaal came to mind for me was because I suddenly remembered a certain event from the otome game. It was an important event during the game as it was a chance for the heroine to raise her favorability levels. Though, if I recall correctly, I feel like I chose not to save anyone when I had been playing..... A part of me had wanted to to protect them, of course, but I didn’t want to die. And the people that I was going to try to save all hated me. I definitely didn’t want to risk my life in order to save the likes of them. I’m not nearly that good of a person. Honestly, there isn’t much in this world that I’d be willing to endanger my life for.... “Alicia? Are you listening?” Gilles asks sticking his face right in front of mine. I flinch, taken aback. “...What did you say?” Looking a bit annoyed, Gilles repeats himself. “I said, if that wolf is still around and we can see it, then we’ll be able to figure out whether it’s from the Ravaal Kingdom or not.” “.....Oh, right. Since most wolves native to Ravaal tend to have big, red, bushy tails.” “Well yeah, that. And wolves from Ravaal have thin, iron collars put around their necks,” Gilles says, his voice a fraction lower than usual. .....I didn’t know that. Though, why would I? During the game, the wolf’s appearance only served to provide the player with a chance to earn some favorability points. There was no need to include such minute details like that, the reason the wolf appeared, or where it came from since it had no bearing on your goal of obtaining love. As with any otome game I played, there was no reason to wonder if there was any meaning or significance behind an event like this. Raising favorability was the only thing that mattered. Though, thinking logically now, it’s obviously odd that a wolf would appear within the academy..... I didn’t notice it while I was playing, but the creators were pretty sloppy when putting this game together. “And the owner’s name should be engraved on that collar,” Gilles continues carefully, looking me straight in the eye.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 9, "inserted_lines_trg": 2 }
11歳ですコネチカットに住んでいます正直なところどうしてここにいるのかわかりませんというのもバイオリンが TED とどう繋がるのかわからないからです iPodとか携帯電話とかパソコンならテクノロジーだと思いますけどバイオリンはそうは見えませんそれで少し調べてきましたわかったことをご説明しますちゃんと覚えていたらの話ですけどバイオリンは木製の箱と 4本の弦からなり弦を弾く振動で音波を生成する音はブリッジと呼ばれる部分を通って木製の箱に伝わりそこで増幅されるえっと... ちょっと待って... 思い出した指板の異なる位置に指を置いて弦の長さを変えると音の波長が変わるああ言えた! まあ一種のテクノロジーだとは思いますけど 16世紀のテクノロジーですでも面白いのは今日のオーディオや波伝達のシステムも基本的には同じ原理で音を作り出しているということですそれってすごいですよね? デザイン...私はこのデザインが好きです小さい頃お母さんに聞かれましたバイオリンとピアノのどっちがいいの? あの大きな怪物みたいなのを見て思いました一日中あんなベンチに縛り付けられるのはごめんだわこっちは小さくて軽くて立っていても座っていても歩きながらだって弾けるそれに何よりいいのは練習したくないときには隠しておけるってこと! バイオリンはとても美しいです女性の体に似ているという人もいます好きにしろ嫌いにしろ 400年間ずっとこの形だったんですすぐ時代遅れになる近頃のものとは大違いですねでもバイオリンはとても個性的でみんなすごく似て見えても同じ音を出すバイオリンは 2つとありませんたとえ同じメーカーの同じモデルであってもですエンターテインメント...エンターテインメントは大好きですでも楽器自体が楽しいわけではありません初めてバイオリンを手にして弾いてみようとしたときひどい音がして他の子たちのような音が出ませんでした何かひっかくような嫌な音で全然楽しくなんかありませんでも弟はこれがすごく気に入ったようでしたエイッエイッエイッ何年か経って偉大なバイオリニストヤッシャハイフェッツの面白い話を聞きましたコンサートの後ご婦人がやってきて絶賛したそうです「ハイフェッツさん今夜のあなたのバイオリンは素晴らしい音がしましたわ」とてもクールなハイフェッツ氏はバイオリンを手にとって言ったそうです「変ですね私には何も聞こえませんが?」やっと私も演奏家として理解しました私たち人類には素晴らしい精神と芸術的な心と技があり 16世紀のテクノロジーと伝統的なデザインを素敵なエンターテインメントへと変えることができるのです私がここにいる理由がようやくわかりました最初はここで演奏するだけと思っていたのですが以外に楽しくていろんなことを学べました私には難しすぎるのもいくつかありましたけど多次元なんとかみたいな私は学校で2次元がちゃんとできれば十分満足ですでも一番印象的だったのは本当に― すべての子供を代表して言いたいです大人の人たちみんなに感謝します私たちのことを気にかけてくださり未来の世界をより良くしてくださっていることにどうもありがとうございます	I'm 11 years old and from Connecticut. Well, I'm not really sure why I'm here. I mean, what does this have to do with technology, entertainment and design? Well, I count my iPod, cellphone and computer as technology, but this has nothing to do with that. So I did a little research on it. Well, this is what I found. Of course, I hope I can memorize it. The violin is made of a wood box and four metal strings. By pulling a string, it vibrates and produces a sound wave, which passes through a piece of wood called a bridge, and goes down to the wood box and gets amplified, but ... let me think. Placing your finger at different places on the fingerboard changes the string length, and that changes the frequency of the sound wave. Oh, my gosh! OK, this is sort of technology, but I can call it a 16th-century technology. But actually, the most fascinating thing that I found was that even the audio system or wave transmission nowadays are still based on the same principle of producing and projecting sound. Isn't that cool? Design -- I love its design. I remember when I was little, my mom asked me, "Would you like to play the violin or the piano?" I looked at that giant monster and said to myself -- "I am not going to lock myself on that bench the whole day!" This is small and lightweight. I can play from standing, sitting or walking. And, you know what? The best of all is that if I don't want to practice, I can hide it. The violin is very beautiful. Some people relate it as the shape of a lady. But whether you like it or not, it's been so for more than 400 years, unlike modern stuff [that] easily looks dated. But I think it's very personal and unique that, although each violin looks pretty similar, no two violins sound the same -- even from the same maker or based on the same model. Entertainment -- I love the entertainment. But actually, the instrument itself isn't very entertaining. I mean, when I first got my violin and tried to play around on it, it was actually really bad, because it didn't sound the way I'd heard from other kids -- it was so horrible and so scratchy. So, it wasn't entertaining at all. But besides, my brother found this very funny: Yuk! Yuk! Yuk! A few years later, I heard a joke about the greatest violinist, Jascha Heifetz. After Mr. Heifetz's concert, a lady came over and complimented him: "Oh, Mr. Heifetz, your violin sounded so great tonight!" And Mr. Heifetz was a very cool person, so he picked up his violin and said, "Funny -- I don't hear anything." Now I realize that as the musician, we human beings, with our great mind, artistic heart and skill, can change this 16th-century technology and a legendary design to a wonderful entertainment. Now I know why I'm here. At first, I thought I was just going to be here to perform, but unexpectedly, I learned and enjoyed much more. But ... although some of the talks were quite up there for me. Like the multi-dimension stuff. if I could actually get my two dimensions correct in school. But actually, the most impressive thing to me is that -- well, actually, I would also like to say this for all children is to say thank you to all adults, for actually caring for us a lot, and to make our future world much better. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
地球上の生命圏の9割は海であり今夜の演題である命はそこから始まりました活気があって美しい場所ですしかし乱獲や無責任な漁法や農地で使う化学肥料のような汚染物質を垂れ流すことで急速に海を変化させています最近は気候変動も問題ですシュナイダー氏が詳細を明かしてくれるでしょう海に手を加え続けることでクラゲやバクテリアのような低エネルギー生物が支配する海が作られると予想するリポートが増えています私達はこんな海に向かっているかもしれませんクラゲはうっとりするほど美しく金曜日には水族館で優美なクラゲがたくさん見られるでしょうでもクラゲに刺されると大変でクラゲの寿司や刺身はお腹の足しにはなりませんクラゲ100gは4カロリーなんですウエスト周りには良いかも知れませんが腹持ちはおそらく良くないでしょうそしてクラゲだらけの海は他の海洋生物にも都合が良くありませんでもクラゲを食べるなら別ですこれはカツオノカンムリというクラゲに不意打ちを食わせる捕食動物ですその捕食動物とは主にクラゲを食べる― 巨大マンボウのモラモラです世界一重たい硬骨魚としてギネスブックに載っていますクラゲを主食として約2300kgまで成長します宇宙につながる素敵な出会いがあるんですモラモラの英名はサンフィッシュで大好物は月クラゲです太陽と月がこうやって一緒になるなんて素敵片方が食べられてしまってもねこれはよく見かけられる姿で名前の由来はここにあります日光浴好きなのでもっともですねただ海面に横たわるようにして病気か怠け者と思われがちですが日光浴は典型的な習性です別名モラモラはハワイ語のように聞こえますが由来は石臼を意味するラテン語です丸くてパツンと切られたような風変わりな形でまるで成長期に尾を忘れたかのよう私がマンボウに興味を持ち始めたのもこのとっぴな形のためでしたサメは流線形でなめらかですねマグロは魚雷のようで目的が明確ですいかにも回遊と力を見せる体つきですそしてマンボウを見るわけですこれは何というか...上品なほど...神秘的でマグロほど手のうちを見せませんそれでどんな生き物かと魅せられました生物の世界は進化論に沿わないときちんとした説明はつきませんマンボウも例外ではありません 6500万年前恐竜が絶滅した後間もなくして現れましたクジラにまだ足があった時代です反抗的なフグの仲間から来ていますキップリングの話のようですねもちろん進化は行きあたりばったりですが約5500万年前反抗的なフグの仲間がいてこんな珊瑚礁なんて嫌だから外洋に出るんだと言いました何世代にも渡ってあれこれあった後にフグをマンボウに変えたのです大自然に充分な時間を与えるとこんなものが生まれますマンボウの見た目は生きた化石のようで中途半端に略された感じですが実のところマンボウは大自然に順応して進化した魚の第一位をカレイ目の魚類と張り合っていますマンボウは何から何まで変化しました 5億年前からいる― 魚類の中で 5千年前に現れたマンボウはかなり近代的な仲間です面白いことに成長する過程で祖先の面影が現れますマンボウの卵は小さくて地球上の脊椎動物で一番卵が多いことでもギネスブックに載っています 1.2mの雌マンボウ一匹が3億個の卵を産みます卵巣に3億個の卵ですそして彼らは3m以上まで成長します 3mのマンボウが持つ卵を想像してみてください小さな卵から先祖の面影が残るヤマアラシのようなトゲがある段階を経てこのような青年期に成長します青年期には群れをなし成魚になると巨大な一匹狼となります右上にいるのはダイバーです脊椎動物の中で成長する比率が一番大きいことでもギネスブックにも載っています小さな卵から孵り幼生を経て成魚になるまで体重は6億倍も増加します 6億倍です小さな赤ちゃんを産んだと想像して授乳するとしましょうその赤ちゃんがタイタニック6隻分まで増量するのと同じですどうやって育てればいいのでしょうね自然界でマンボウがどれだけ早く成長するのか知りませんがモンテレーベイ水族館はマンボウの飼育研究を初めて行った場所の一つで 14か月で360kg増量したマンボウがいましたアメリカはそうでなきゃ!と思いました (拍手) 一匹狼は今日の海では特に良いことです群れをなすのは魚にとって救いでありましたが今では自殺行為ですしかし不幸にもマンボウは群れをなさなくても混獲されてしまいます世界をクラゲだらけにしないためにはマンボウのようなクラゲ捕食者の生活を解明しなくてはいけません不幸にも彼らはカリフォルニアの混獲を大きく占め流し網漁の26%までになりますそして地中海のメカジキ漁では 9割を占めていますですから彼らがいかに生きているのか解明しなくてはいけません研究するにも生息する場所も限られていますマンボウは外洋生物です囲いはなく陸には上がりませんどうやって調べましょうかどういう手を使ったら外洋生物の秘密に近づけるでしょう最近登場したばかりの素晴らしい技術があって海洋生物を観察するには大いに役立ちますこの写真で見えるように小さな発信機をつけますこの札は水温水深明るさを時間と共に記録しそこから場所を特定できるのです 2年分のデータを記録でき指定した時間に札が外れて水面に浮上し旅行記データが衛星経由で私達のコンピュータに直接届きますそして完全なデータ一式が得られます魚に札をつけたら我達はオフィスで待つわけです好都合なことにこんな風に札をつけてもマンボウは気づきません実はこれはマンボウに寄生する生物ですマンボウは大量の寄生生物がいることで有名で寄生虫に寄生虫がいるほどでダンがそんな詩を書いていた気がします彼らには寄生虫が40種類もいるので一つ増えても害はないだろうと判断しました彼らは海洋学装置を運ぶには非常に良い体をしています迷惑がってるようでもありません私達の研究は太平洋に着目しカリフォルニア沿岸と台湾や日本で札付けをしてマンボウが海流水温外洋をどのように生活の中で活用しているのか突きとめようとしていますモンテレーでも観測したいですモンテレーは世界でもマンボウがたくさん見られる珍しい場所の一つですこの時季ではなく10月頃ですここで観察したいのですこれはモンテレーの航空写真ですが残念なことにここのマンボウはこんな状態マンボウを悪い意味で好む生き物がいるからですカリフォルニアトドはマンボウが湾に入って来るなりヒレをちぎってフリスビーのようにもて遊びあっちこっちへと投げるのです大袈裟に言っているのではなく必ずしも食べる訳ではないので意地悪です地元住民は酷い行為だと思っています毎日毎日こんな事が起こるのを見るのはたまりませんマンボウはやって来てズタズタにやられるのですから私達はサンディエゴまで南下しましたそこにはトドはあまりいませんそこにいるマンボウは観測機だと簡単に見つけられ浮かんでいる海藻の下でのんびりするのを好みます海藻の下に行くのはマンボウには保養だからです海藻の下に行くとすぐに掃除魚がやって来ます彼らがやってくるとマンボウはこんな面白い格好をして言うんです “ねぇねぇマッサージお願い” (笑) ヒレを開いて白目をむくと魚がやってきてお掃除します沢山の寄生虫が食べ放題のバイキングですまた南下すると水も温かく気持ちが良くてマンボウも人懐こいのです近づいて行くと “なでてちょうだい” なんて言う魚はいないでしょうとても大人しいのでマンボウに近づけますそばまで行ってなでてあげると喜びます太平洋のこちら側でもあちら側でも観測をしました台湾と日本ですそこでは沿岸の定置網で捕まえると混獲として海に返されず食用にされます私達は観測の後にマンボウの9品コース料理を出されました私たちが観測したものではありません腎臓に睾丸背骨ヒレの筋肉までマンボウ全体が食べられていると思いますこの観測で一番辛いのは札をつけた後何か月も待たなくてはいけないことですマンボウが無事でありますようにと祈るだけです札が情報を記録している間生き抜けるようにと願うわけです札は一つ3500ドルで衛星タイムは500ドルなので札が無事でありますようにと思うわけです待っている時間が一番大変です最新のデータをお見せしますこれはTEDが初公開となる未公開のデータです私達がこのデータを見て思うのはこの生き物は赤道を越えるのかどうか? 彼らは太平洋の端から端まで行くのか? 彼らはどちらかと言うと引きこもりがちですそれほど回遊しませんここで示したように東京から後を追ってみたところ一か月後黒潮に乗って沖合いで食糧探しを始め 4ヶ月後には三陸はるか沖合に移動しましたそこが行動圏ですもし漁が盛んだったらマンボウの生息数は増えないのでこれは重要なんですですからこれは非常に重要なデータですがもう一つ重要なのは彼らは怠け者ではないということですとても働き者ですこれはマンボウの一日を示したものです彼らは潜ったり上がったり上下運動を一日に最大40回も繰り返します青線のように日の出からダイブを始めます陽ざしが強くなると少しずつ潜って行き 600mの深さまで潜ります水温は1°Cでとても冷たいので海面で日光浴をするんです上がってきて太陽熱を得なくちゃいけませんそして再び上下運動を繰り返します深海音波散乱層という食べ物がたくさんいる層まで潜って行きますただの日光浴をする怠け者ではなく海面から温度も違う海中深くまで踊りを繰り返す実に働き者の魚ですこの札を使って同様のパターンがメカジキマンタマグロにも見られます三次元のパフォーマンスですこれは「海洋生物のセンサス」と呼ばれるもっと大きな計画の一部です世界中で行われている調査ではマンボウも対象に含まれますさて旅で一番楽しい事は地元の人に出会い素敵な所を教えてもらうことです「海洋生物のセンサス」によってあらゆる場所の情報を集め生命圏の9割を探査できるのです生物学者になってこんなに感動したことはありません最後のポイントは私が一番楽しんでいることですマンボウに関する質問がたくさん寄せられるのでホームページを作りました質問に答えたりスポンサーにお礼が言えると思ったからですするとこの生き物に関する様々な話や遺伝子分析のサンプルを得る手助けをしたいという書き込みがあるんです一番嬉しいのは誰もが海に対する愛と興味を持っている事ですカトリック尼僧ユダヤ教のラビイスラム教徒キリスト教徒から報告をもらい誰もがマンボウの命に対する愛で結びついていますシェークスピアが上手いことを言っています “自然との繋がりが世界を親密にする” ただの大きな魚かも知れませんが役に立っています世界の繋がりを助ける将来性のある魚だと思います	90 percent of the living space on the planet is in the open ocean, and it's where life -- the title of our seminar tonight -- it's where life began. And it's a lively and a lovely place, not only with our overfishing, our irresponsible fishing, our adding of pollutants like fertilizer from our cropland, but also, most recently, with climate change, and Steve Schneider, I'm sure, will be going into greater detail on this. Now, as we continue to tinker with the oceans, more and more reports are predicting that the kinds of seas that we're creating will be conducive to low-energy type of animals, like jellyfish and bacteria. And this might be the kind of seas we're headed for. Now jellyfish are strangely hypnotic and beautiful, and you'll see lots of gorgeous ones at the aquarium on Friday, but they sting like hell, and jellyfish sushi and sashimi is just not going to fill you up. About 100 grams of jellyfish equals four calories. So it may be good for the waistline, but it probably won't keep you satiated for very long. And a sea that's just filled and teeming with jellyfish isn't very good for all the other creatures that live in the oceans, that is, unless you eat jellyfish. And this is this voracious predator launching a sneak attack on this poor little unsuspecting jellyfish there, a by-the-wind sailor. And that predator is the giant ocean sunfish, the Mola mola, whose primary prey are jellyfish. This animal is in "The Guinness World Book of Records" for being the world's heaviest bony fish. It reaches up to almost 5,000 pounds -- on a diet of jellyfish, primarily. And I think it's kind of a nice little cosmological convergence here that the Mola mola -- its common name is sunfish -- that its favorite food is the moon jelly. So it's kind of nice, the sun and the moon getting together this way, even if one is eating the other. Now this is typically how you see sunfish, this is where they get their common name. They like to sunbathe, can't blame them. They just lay out on the surface of the sea and most people think they're sick or lazy, but that's a typical behavior, they lie out and bask on the surface. Their other name, Mola mola, is -- it sounds Hawaiian, but it's actually Latin for millstone, and that's attributable to their roundish, very bizarre, cut-off shape. It's as if, as they were growing, they just forgot the tail part. And that's actually what drew me to the Mola in the first place, was this terribly bizarre shape. You know, you look at sharks, and they're streamlined, and they're sleek, and you look at tuna, and they're like torpedoes -- they just give away their agenda. They're about migration and strength, and then you look at the sunfish. And this is just so elegantly mysterious, it's just -- it really kind of holds its cards a lot tighter than say, a tuna. So I was just intrigued with what -- you know, what is this animal's story? Well, as with anything in biology, nothing really makes sense except in the light of evolution. The Mola's no exception. They appeared shortly after the dinosaurs disappeared, 65 million years ago, at a time when whales still had legs, and they come from a rebellious little puffer fish faction -- oblige me a little Kipling-esque storytelling here. Of course evolution is somewhat random, and you know, about 55 million years ago there was this rebellious little puffer fish faction that said, oh, the heck with the coral reefs -- we're going to head to the high seas. And lots of generations, lots of tweaking and torquing, and we turn our puffer into the Mola. You know, if you give Mother Nature enough time, that is what she will produce. They look -- maybe they look kind of prehistoric and unfinished, abridged perhaps, but in fact, in fact they are the -- they vie for the top position of the most evolutionarily-derived fish in the sea, right up there with flat fish. They're -- every single thing about that fish has been changed. And in terms of fishes -- fishes appeared 500 million years ago, and they're pretty modern, just 50 million years ago, so -- so interestingly, they give away their ancestry as they develop. They start as little eggs, and they're in "The Guinness World Book of Records" again for having the most number of eggs of any vertebrate on the planet. A single four-foot female had 300 million eggs, can carry 300 million eggs in her ovaries -- imagine -- and they get to be over 10 feet long. Imagine what a 10 foot one has. And from that little egg, they pass through this spiky little porcupine fish stage, reminiscent of their ancestry, and develop -- this is their little adolescent stage. They school as adolescents, and become behemoth loners as adults. That's a little diver up there in the corner. They're in "The Guinness World Book of Records" again for being the vertebrate growth champion of the world. From their little hatching size of their egg, into their little larval stage till they reach adulthood, they put on 600 million times an increase in weight. 600 million. Now imagine if you gave birth to a little baby, and you had to feed this thing. That would mean that your child, you would expect it to gain the weight of six Titanics. Now I don't know how you'd feed a child like that but -- we don't know how fast the Molas grow in the wild, but captive growth studies at the Monterey Bay Aquarium -- one of the first places to have them in captivity -- they had one that gained 800 lbs in 14 months. I said, now, that's a true American. So being a loner is a great thing, especially in today's seas, because schooling used to be salvation for fishes, but it's suicide for fishes now. But unfortunately Molas, even though they don't school, they still get caught in nets as by-catch. If we're going to save the world from total jellyfish domination, then we've got to figure out what the jellyfish predators -- how they live their lives, like the Mola. And unfortunately, they make up a large portion of the California by-catch -- up to 26 percent of the drift net. And in the Mediterranean, in the swordfish net fisheries, they make up up to 90 percent. So we've got to figure out how they're living their lives. And how do you do that? How do you do that with an animal -- very few places in the world. This is an open ocean creature. It knows no boundaries -- it doesn't go to land. How do you get insight? How do you seduce an open ocean creature like that to spill its secrets? Well, there's some great new technology that has just recently become available, and it's just a boon for getting insight into open ocean animals. And it's pictured right here, that little tag up there. That little tag can record temperature, depth and light intensity, which is correlated with time, and from that we can get locations. And it can record this data for up to two years, and keep it in that tag, release at a pre-programmed time, float to the surface, upload all that data, that whole travelogue, to satellite, which relays it directly to our computers, and we've got that whole dataset. And we didn't even have -- we just had to tag the animal and then we went home and you know, sat at our desks. So the great thing about the Mola is that when we put the tag on them -- if you look up here -- that's streaming off, that's right where we put the tag. And it just so happens that's a parasite hanging off the Mola. Molas are infamous for carrying tons of parasites. They're just parasite hotels; even their parasites have parasites. I think Donne wrote a poem about that. But they have 40 genera of parasites, and so we figured just one more parasite won't be too much of a problem. And they happen to be a very good vehicle for carrying oceanographic equipment. They don't seem to mind, so far. So what are we trying to find out? We're focusing on the Pacific. We're tagging on the California coast, and we're tagging over in Taiwan and Japan. And we're interested in how these animals are using the currents, using temperature, using the open ocean, to live their lives. We'd love to tag in Monterey. Monterey is one of the few places in the world where Molas come in large numbers. Not this time of year -- it's more around October. And we'd love to tag here -- this is an aerial shot of Monterey -- but unfortunately, the Molas here end up looking like this because another one of our locals really likes Molas but in the wrong way. The California sea lion takes the Molas as soon as they come into the bay, rips off their fins, fashions them into the ultimate Frisbee, Mola style, and then tosses them back and forth. And I'm not exaggerating, it is just -- and sometimes they don't eat them, it's just spiteful. And you know, the locals think it's terrible behavior, it's just horrible watching this happen, day after day. The poor little Molas coming in, getting ripped to shreds, so we head down south, to San Diego. Not so many California sea lions down there. And the Molas there, you can find them with a spotter plane very easily, and they like to hang out under floating rafts of kelp. And under those kelps -- this is why the Molas come there because it's spa time for the Molas there. As soon as they get under those rafts of kelp, the exfoliating cleaner fish come. And they come and give the Molas -- you can see they strike this funny little position that says, "I'm not threatening, but I need a massage." And they'll put their fins out and their eyes go in the back of their head, and the fish come up and they just clean, clean, clean -- because the Molas, you know, there's just a smorgasbord of parasites. And it's also a great place to go down south because the water's warmer, and the Molas are kind of friendly down there. I mean what other kind of fish, if you approach it right, will say, "Okay, scratch me right there." You truly can swim up to a Mola -- they're very gentle -- and if you approach them right, you can give them a scratch and they enjoy it. So we've also tagged one part of the Pacific; we've gone over to another part of the Pacific, and we've tagged in Taiwan, and we tagged in Japan. And over in these places, the Molas are caught in set nets that line these countries. And they're not thrown back as by-catch, they're eaten. We were served a nine-course meal of Mola after we tagged. Well, not the one we tagged! And everything from the kidney, to the testes, to the back bone, to the fin muscle to -- I think that ís pretty much the whole fish -- is eaten. So the hardest part of tagging, now, is after you put that tag on, you have to wait, months. And you're just wondering, oh, I hope the fish is safe, during the course that the tag is recording. The tags cost 3500 dollars each, and then satellite time is another 500 dollars, so you're like, oh, I hope the tag is okay. And so the waiting is really the hardest part. I'm going to show you our latest dataset. And it hasn't been published, so it's totally privy information just for TED. And in showing you this, you know, when we're looking at this data, we're thinking, oh do these animals, do they cross the equator? Do they go from one side of the Pacific to the other? And we found that they kind of are homebodies. They're not big migrators. This is their track: we deployed the tag off of Tokyo, and the Mola in one month kind of got into the Kuroshio Current off of Japan and foraged there. And after four months, went up, you know, off of the north part of Japan. And that's kind of their home range. Now that's important, though, because if there's a lot of fishing pressure, that population doesn't get replenished. So that's a very important piece of data. But also what's important is that they're not slacker, lazy fish. They're super industrious. And this is a day in the life of a Mola, and if we -- they're up and down, and up and down, and up and down, and up and up and down, up to 40 times a day. As the sun comes up, you see in the blue, they start their dive. Down -- and as the sun gets brighter they go a little deeper, little deeper. They plumb the depths down to 600 meters, in temperatures to one degree centigrade, and this is why you see them on the surface -- it's so cold down there. They've got to come up, warm, get that solar power, and then plunge back into the depths, and go up and down and up and down. And they're hitting a layer down there; it's called the deep scattering layer -- which a whole variety of food's in that layer. So rather than just being some sunbathing slacker, they're really very industrious fish that dance this wild dance between the surface and the bottom and through temperature. We see the same pattern -- now with these tags we're seeing a similar pattern for swordfishes, manta rays, tunas, a real three-dimensional play. This is part of a much larger program called the Census of Marine Life, where they're going to be tagging all over the world and the Mola's going to enter into that. And what's exciting -- you all travel, and you know the best thing about traveling is to be able to find the locals, and to find the great places by getting the local knowledge. Well now with the Census of Marine Life, we'll be able to sidle up to all the locals and explore 90 percent of our living space, with local knowledge. It's never -- it's really never been a more exciting, or a vital time, to be a biologist. Which brings me to my last point, and what I think is kind of the most fun. I set up a website because I was getting so many questions about Molas and sunfish. And so I just figured I'd have the questions answered, and I'd be able to thank my funders, like National Geographic and Lindbergh. all sorts of stories about these animals and wanting to help me get samples for genetic analysis. And what I found most exciting is that everyone had a shared -- a shared love and an interest in the oceans. I was getting reports from Catholic nuns, Jewish Rabbis, Muslims, Christians -- everybody writing in, united by their love of life. And to me that -- I don't think I could say it any better than the immortal Bard himself: "One touch of nature makes the whole world kin." And sure, it may be just one big old silly fish, but it's helping. If it's helping to unite the world, I think it's definitely the fish of the future.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
ミトロフは周囲を警戒しながらも、先頭を歩くグラシエの様子を見ていた。普段と変わらないようでいて、少し違う。通路の分かれ道や、広い通りに出ると、ふと辺りを見回す。それは何かを探しているようにも見える。グラシエの目的が5階層だということを知らなければ、ミトロフも気づかなかったかもしれないほど、些細な動き。だが間違いなく、グラシエはここで探し求めているのだ。故郷の聖樹の病を治すための薬......あるいはそれに必要なものを。何度か他の冒険者たちが戦っている姿を見た。猪を相手に、それぞれのパーティーで戦略が違うようだ。ドワーフの戦士などは大楯を構え、真っ向から猪を受け止めている。休憩のための小部屋に向かう途中でも、黄土猪と出会った。グラシエが弓を射掛け、それは狙い澄ました通りに眼孔を打ち抜き、一矢で仕留めた。と腕を組みながら、ミトロフは言った。安息地である小部屋の中で、3人は腰を下ろしている。「この短時間は、良い戦果じゃぞ? 誰も怪我もしておらぬしな」「だが、それはグラシエに頼り切った戦法だろう。僕は何もしていない」「パーティーである以上、役割分担ということで良いのではないか? ミトロフの不得手をわれが補う、それだけのことじゃろう」「そうか......そういうものか?」と、ミトロフはカヌレに訊ねた。カヌレは携帯コンロで温めていたケトルを手にしたまま、ふと首をかしげた。「わたしがどうと言える立場でもないですが......ええと、そうですね、包丁には種類があります」「うん? うむ」「果物のための包丁では、硬い野菜は切れません。ですが硬い野菜のための包丁では、果物を繊細に切れません。ですから、ええと、調理するものに合わせて道具もまた変えるべきですから、野菜を切れないからと言って悩むものではないかな、と思います」「そうか、僕は果物包丁だったか。たしかに」とミトロフは頷いた。「ああ! いえ! そのような、頼りないとかではなくて!」「いいんだ、分かってるよ。ためになる話だった」たしかにと腑に落ちる話だった。ミトロフの学んだ剣技は貴族としての決闘が主軸となっている。つまり対人剣であり、狩りをするものではない。人とはまったく脆弱なもので、どこを切ろうと刺そうとすぐに行動不能になる。ゆえに素早く動き、軽く切り、刺す。それで良い。しかし黄土猪とまでなれば、軽さは全く通用しない。カボチャに果物包丁で挑むようなものだ。相性が悪い。「しばらくグラシエを頼りにさせてもらうよ」と、ミトロフは頭を下げた。「なんじゃ、今さら。そんなことを気にするな。これまではわれの方がミトロフを頼りにしてきたでな、助け合いじゃ」と、グラシエは笑った。「わたしも、荷運びと料理しかできませんが......」おずおずと差し出されたカップには紅茶が入っている。ふわりと気を鎮める柔らかい花のような香りが漂う。「こんなものまで用意してきたのか」とグラシエが感嘆しながらカップを受け取った。「ギルドの売店で売ってありました。冒険者の方が休息中に好んで飲む茶だそうです」ミトロフも受け取り、匂いを嗅ぐ。貴族に欠かせないのが茶会である。昼は紅茶、夜は酒。それらは楽しむものというより外交手段でもある。幼いころからの教育にも欠かせないために、ミトロフもまた紅茶には詳しい。香りだけで茶葉の銘柄が分かった。貴族家では使用人などが飲むような安物である。しかし味を確かめれば、美味い。「......淹れ方がいいな。甘味もちょうどいい」「ありがとうございます。蜂蜜の小瓶もあったので、買っておきました」「カヌレ、君はもしかして......」と、言いかける。蜂蜜にも種類があり、味わいはすべて違う。苦味があるもの、あっさりとしたもの、溶けにくく甘すぎるもの。どの紅茶に、どの蜂蜜を合わせるのか。そのために抽出の仕方まで変えることもある。それらは貴族としての造詣であり、ときに自慢げに語るべき知識なのだ。この紅茶はミトロフが飲んでも満足するほど出来が良い。それを淹れられるカヌレは、いったい何者なのか、と考えて。「いや、何でもない。美味しい紅茶だ。小腹が空いたんだが、なにか食べるものはあるか?」「はい! 軽食をご用意しますね!」テキパキと動くカヌレは楽しそうだ。表情は分からずとも、身体の動きには感情がしっかりと出ている。迷宮に潜る人間には、それぞれに事情がある。グラシエにも、ミトロフにも、カヌレにも。どんな立場で、なにをしていたとしても、今ここにいるカヌレだけを見て判断すべきだ。ミトロフが貴族の無能坊という肩書きを捨てたように。すべてを失って迷宮に来たが、代わりに自由とアイデンティティを手に入れた。ここではミトロフはただのミトロフであり、自分の行いこそがその人を形作る。単純明快なその構造が心地良いのだ。カヌレはサンドウィッチを作った。ミトロフは大口でかじる。中には塩漬け肉のミンチと、パプリカの酢漬け、オリーブのスライスが入っていた。肉の強い塩気を酢が和らげてくれる。オリーブの香りとパプリカの歯応えが楽しい。ミトロフの胃袋にはあまりに物足りないが、美味い食事はそれだけで心を癒してくれる。これでもうしばらく、迷宮を探索できそうだ。	While being cautious of his surroundings, Mitrof watched Grace, who walked at the front. Her appearance seemed unchanged, yet slightly different. At the intersections and when they came out onto a broad corridor, she looked around as if searching for something. If Mitrof didn’t know that Grace was aiming for the th floor, he might not have noticed these slight movements. However, Grace was undoubtedly searching for something here—a medicine to cure her hometown’s Divine Tree’s disease, or perhaps something necessary for it. Mitrof saw other adventurers fighting a few times. They had different strategies for fighting the boars depending on their party. The dwarf warriors erected large shields and faced the boars head-on. On the way to a small room for a break, they met an ochre boar again. Grace shot an arrow and precisely hit the eye socket, killing it with just one arrow. “The ochre boar is a tough opponent,” said Mitrof, folding his arms. In the small rest area, the three sat down to take a break. “In this short amount of time, we took down two of them—that’s a good result, isn’t it?—And no one got hurt.” “But that was all thanks to Grace’s tactics—I didn’t do anything.” “Well, since this is a party, isn’t it okay to divide our roles?—We’ll make up for Mitrof’s weaknesses. That’s all.” “I see... Is that how it works?” Mitrof asked Canule. Canule tilted her head while holding a kettle that was warming on a portable stove. “I’m not in a position to say anything, but... well, there are different types of knives.” “Yes?” “A knife for cutting fruit won’t cut hard vegetables—but a knife for hard vegetables won’t cut fruit delicately—so, um, you should also change your tools according to what you’re cooking—I don’t think you should worry about not being able to cut vegetables.” “I see, so I was using a fruit knife—that makes sense.” Mitrof nodded. “Ah!—No, it’s not because you’re unreliable or anything!” “It’s okay, I understand—it was an enlightening story.” It certainly was a convincing story. The sword techniques Mitrof learned were mainly focused on dueling as a noble. In other words, it was swordplay against a human opponent and not hunting. Humans are very fragile creatures, and no matter where you cut or stab them, they become unable to move immediately. Therefore, the key was to move quickly, make light cuts, and stab. That was all right. However, going up against an ochre boar was a whole different story. Lightness alone would not work. It was like trying to cut a pumpkin with a fruit knife. The compatibility was not good. “I will rely on Grace for a while.” Mitrof bowed his head. “What? It’s too late for that. Don’t worry about it. Up until now, I’ve been relying on you, Mitrof—it’s about helping each other.” Grace laughed. “I can only carry luggage and cook, though...” The cup that was timidly offered contained tea. It had a soft, floral fragrance that lightly calmed the nerves. “You even prepared something like this.” and Grace took the cup with admiration. “They sell it at the guild store—it’s a tea that adventurers like to drink during their rest periods.” Mitrof also took a cup and sniffed the aroma. Tea parties are essential for the nobility. Black tea during the day and alcohol at night are not only for enjoyment but also a means of diplomacy. Mitrof was also knowledgeable about tea due to his education since childhood. Just from the aroma, Mitrof knew the brand of the tea leaves. It was a cheap one that servants of noble families would drink. However, it tasted delicious. “...This is brewed perfectly, and the sweetness is just right.” “Thank you. I also bought a small bottle of honey.” “Canule, could it be that you’re...” He was about to say something. Noble women enjoy drinking tea with honey when they are having tea parties. However, it’s not simply about adding honey. Honey comes in different varieties, each with different tastes. Some are bitter, some are light, and some are too sweet and difficult to dissolve. deciding which tea to combine with which honey, sometimes even changing the extraction method for this purpose. These are the skills and knowledge that one should be proud of and show off as a noble. Mitrof is satisfied with the quality of the tea. Thinking about the person who brewed it, Canule, and who she could be? “Oh, it’s nothing—the tea is delicious—do you have anything to eat?—I’m a little hungry.” “Yes, I’ll prepare a light snack!” Canule moves briskly and looks happy. Although you can’t see her expression, you can tell from her body movements that she has emotions. Each person who ventures into the labyrinth has their own circumstances. Grace, Mitrof, and Canule all have their own stories. Mitrof thinks that it’s rude to ask if someone doesn’t speak about it themselves. Regardless of their position and actions, Canule, who is present here and now, should be judged on her merit. Just like how Mitrof has abandoned the title of “useless third son of a noble.” Having lost everything and coming to the labyrinth, Mitrof gained freedom and identity in return. Here in the labyrinth, he was just Mitrof, and one’s actions shape who they become. This simple and straightforward structure was comforting. Canule had made a sandwich. Mitrof took a big bite. Inside were minced salted meat, pickled paprika, and sliced olives. The strong saltiness of the meat was softened by the vinegar. The aroma of the olives and the texture of the paprika were enjoyable. Although Mitrof’s stomach was not completely satisfied, a delicious meal like this could heal his soul. With this, he could explore the labyrinth a little longer.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 3, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
「あら、リズ?? おかえりなさい!!」町へ戻り、実家の扉を開けるなり、お母さんはパッと表情を明るくして私の下へと駆け寄ってきた。ふわっと私の大好きな甘いシナモンの香りが漂う。お母さんの顔を見ると安心する。けど、もう全てをさらけ出すことなんて出来ないのよね。彼女に心配を掛けさせてはいけないもの。今、魔法学園も王宮も大変な時期だって事は嫌というほど分かっている。私が呑気に実家に帰っている場合じゃないってことも。それでも、今だけ心を落ち着かせる日が欲しかった。そうしないと、私はダメになってしまう。聖女は暗い部分を見せてはいけないのだもの。ここから一歩出れば私は聖女として生きていかなければいけない。そんなプレッシャーにたまに押しつぶされそうになる。ただのパン屋の娘に戻れることとないけれど、今日だけは「聖女」としての役目から逃げ出したかった。お母さんは私を力強く抱きしめた後、少し首を傾げて私を心配そうに見つめる。「何かあったの?」「ううん、何もないわ! 久しぶりにお母さんの作るパンを食べたくなったの!」何も知らないお母さんに私は満面の笑みで嘘をつく。私はもうすぐ魔法学園を卒業する年。聖女である私は今よりも自由がなくなるはず。その前にお母さんの顔を見たかった。私がただの少女でいられたこの場所に戻りたかった。ここにいる時は普通の女の子に戻れる。聖女という肩書を捨てることが出来る。そんなことを思いながら、私は見慣れた心地よい家の中へと足を進める。「もうすぐパンが焼きあがるとこよ!」彼女は嬉しそうに鼻歌を歌いながら、キッチンの方へと軽やかな足取りで向かう。私が帰ってきたことをこんなに喜んでくれるなんて......。「お父さんもあともう少しで帰って来るはずよ~! ラズベリーパイを作るために材料を買いに行ってくれてるの! きっと、リズが帰って来てるのを知ったらとっても喜ぶと思うわ」キッチンの方から母の大きな声が聞こえてきた。その言葉に思わず笑みがこぼれる。私は愛に包まれてぬくぬくと育ってきたのだと自覚する。この温かい家でずっと過ごせれば良いって幼い頃は思っていたのにね......。いつの間にか全く違う人生を歩んでいた。デュークや皆に出会えたことは私にとって最高に幸せでかけがえのない宝物。それはきっと死ぬまで変わらないわ。けれど、ふと思ってしまう。もし私が何の能力のない女の子だったらって。こんなこと、皆の前では口が裂けても言えないけれど「普通」でいられることが幸せなのよ。凡人は特別に憧れて、天才は何も持たないことに憧れる。だめよ、リズ!! こんな風に落ち込んでいられないわ! ここに帰ってきたのは、自分を元気づけるためなんだから! 「自分の部屋に行ってくるね~!」「あ、今リズの部屋は......!」お母さんが何を言ったのか聞こえなかった。私は駆け足で自分の部屋へと向かった。ガチャッと扉を開けると、そこは私の知らない部屋だった。私の花柄の布団があるベッドや薄ピンク色の机はなく、もはや少女の部屋ではなくなっていた。小さな男の子の遊び部屋。視界に茶髪の小さな可愛らしい男の子が入って来る。 ......弟なんて私にはいないはず。「リズ! ごめんなさい! 説明し忘れていたわ!」お母さんが慌てて私の下へとやって来た。私は状況が理解出来ず固まり、小さな男の子と目が合ったままだ。お母さんは部屋に入っていき、小さな男の子を抱き上げる。彼はギュッと小さなクマのぬいぐるみを抱きしめている。私が小さかった頃は、ウサギのぬいぐるみが好きだったわね。そんなことを考えながら、母の口から出てくる言葉を待っていた。「この子はマックス。お父さんと相談して、養子を迎え入れることにしたの。リズになんの相談もしないで悪かったわ。ただ、忙しい貴女に伝えるタイミングを逃してしまったの」お母さんは申し訳なさそうに、どこか焦りながらそう説明する。そんな表情を向けないでよ。別に私は怒ったりしないのに......。むしろ弟が出来るなんて嬉しいことだわ。「血は繋がっていないけれど、マックスは私達の家族よ」 ......けど、母にそんな幸せそうな表情を向けられると少し複雑な気持ちになってしまう。ここに馴染んでいる彼を見ていると、私の知らない間に私の居場所がなくなっていたように思えてしまう。「赤ちゃんのころに引き取って、マックスは今年になるの。ちゃんとこの子にリズの話もしてるのよ。リズが特別な女の子だと知って、突然魔法学園に入学してから、お母さんもお父さんもとても寂しくて......。リズが私たちにとって大切な娘であることは変わらない。けど、もう二度と戻ってこないのかと思うと耐えられなくて......」お母さんが言いたいことはちゃんと理解出来る。頭では分かっている。何も言葉が出ない私にお母さんは更に付け加える。「マックスを養子にしてから、少し安心したの。このパン屋は町で人気でしょ? だから、彼がいればこれからもこのパン屋さんを続けていけるわ」嬉しそうにマックスを見つめながら話す母に私は少し苛立った。こんな気持ちを持っちゃいけないのに......。聖女である私は、彼を拒むことなんて絶対に出来ない。そんな黒い部分を両親に知られてはいけない。、私はここに戻ってこなかった。連絡もほとんどしていなかった。だからこそ、この状況を受け入れなければいけない。喜びに満ちた笑顔で弟を受け入れなければいけない。「確かに、このパン屋を続けていくには跡取り息子が必要だもの! それに私もこんなに可愛らしい弟が出来てとっても嬉しいわ!」私は明るい声を出す。そっとマックスに近付いて自己紹介をする。「リズよ。貴方のお姉さんよ。よろしくね、マックス」純粋無垢なその瞳に映る私は綺麗に笑えているかしら......。私はマックスの小さな手を優しく握りながら、この家に自分の居場所はなくなってしまったのだと実感した。	“Oh, Liz? Welcome back! “ Back in town, as soon as I opened the door to my parents’ house, my mom’s face lit up, and she rushed down to me. I could smell the sweet cinnamon scent that I love so much. Seeing my mother’s face made me feel at ease. But I couldn’t reveal everything to her anymore, could I? I couldn’t let her worry about me. I knew that both the Magic Academy and the Royal Palace were going through a difficult time. This was no time for me to be carefree and go back to my parents’ house. Even so, I wanted just one day to calm my mind. Otherwise, I would be ruined. A saint was not allowed to show her dark side. Once I stepped out of this place, I would have to live as a saint. Sometimes I felt crushed by this pressure. I would never be just a baker’s daughter again, but just for today, I wanted to escape from my role as a “Saint”. After hugging me tightly, my mother tilted her head and looked at me with worry filled eyes. “Is something wrong?” “No, nothing! I just wanted to eat some of the bread made by you for the first time in a long time! “ I lied with a big smile to my mother, who knew nothing about it. I would soon be graduating from the Magic Academy. As a saint, I would have less freedom than I currently do. I wanted to see my mother’s face before that. I wanted to return to this place where I could be just her little girl once again. In this place, I could go back to being a normal girl. I could give up my title as a saint just for today. With these thoughts in my mind, I walked into the familiar and comfortable house. “The bread will be baking soon! “ She hummed happily as she took light steps toward the kitchen. I couldn’t believe how happy she was that I was home... “Daddy should be home in a few more minutes~! He’s gone to buy the ingredients to make me a raspberry pie! I’m sure he will be delighted when he finds out that Liz has come home.” I heard my mother’s loud voice coming from the kitchen. I couldn’t help but smile at her words. I realized that I had grown up surrounded by love and comfort. When I was a little girl, I thought I could just stay in this warm house forever.... I was so happy to have met Duke and everyone, and that was my greatest happiness and irreplaceable treasure. I would never change that until I die. But then I thought to myself, “If I were a girl with no abilities, what would I do?”. I couldn’t say this in front of everyone, but I was happy to be “normal”. Ordinary people long to be special, while geniuses long to have nothing. Don’t be like this, Liz! I couldn’t stay in this depression! I came back here to cheer myself up! “I’m off to my room~! “ “Oh, Liz’s room right now is...! “ I didn’t hear what my mom said. I ran to my room. When I opened the door with a clunk, I found myself in a room I didn’t know existed. No longer a little girl’s room, no longer a bed with my flower-patterned bedding, no longer a light pink desk. It was a little boy’s playroom. A small, cute little boy with brown hair came into my view. ...A little brother was not there when I was still living here. “Liz!!! Sorry! I forgot to explain! “ Mother rushed over to me. I froze, not understanding the situation, my eyes still locked on the little boy. Mother walked into the room and picked up the little boy in her arms. The boy was hugging his little stuffed bear tightly. When I was little, I used to love stuffed bunnies. Thinking about this, I waited for the words to come out of my Mother’s mouth. “This little boy is Max. I’m sorry I didn’t tell Liz about this because I know that you were probably busy, so I was waiting for a good time to tell you. I also missed the timing because of my busy schedule.” Mother explained apologetically and somewhat impatiently. I wouldn’t be angry about it.... In fact, I was happy to have a little brother. “Max is our family, even though we are not blood related.” ...But when my mother gave me such a happy look, it made me feel a little complicated. Seeing him so familiar with this place made me feel as if I had lost my place without my knowledge. “I took him in when he was a baby, and Max will be three years old this year. I’ve been talking to him about Liz, and about how special you are, and how mom and dad have missed you so much since you suddenly enrolled at the magic academy... Liz will always be a precious daughter to us, and we will always be grateful to have you here. But I can’t stand the thought that she will never come back...” I understood what Mother was trying to say. I knew it in my head. I was at a loss for words, but my Mother added more. “Since I adopted Max, I feel a little safer. I mean, this bakery is pretty popular in town, right? So, with him, I can continue to run this bakery.” I was a little annoyed at my Mother, who looked at Max with happiness as she spoke. I shouldn’t have these feelings.... As a saint, I should never reject him. I should not let my parents know about the dark side of me. For about five years, I did not come back here. I hardly contacted them. That was why I had to accept this situation. I should accept my brother with a smile full of joy. “Surely, we need an heir son to keep this bakery going! And I’m pleased to have such a lovely little brother too! “ I cheerfully exclaimed. I quietly approached Max and introduced myself. “I’m Liz. I’m your big sister. Nice to meet you, Max.” I wondered if I was smiling beautifully in those innocent eyes.... As I held Max’s small hand gently, I realized that I no longer belonged in this house.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
話すのでしょうかなぜここに今日いるかといえば海を守ることは環境問題以上のことだからです私たちの活動にとどまらず漁業の仕事を創り出したり漁業を守ることだからです経済行為の追及にとどまりません海を守ることで世界の食料を得られますどうしてなのか説明しますご存じのようにこの星には10億人以上の飢えた人がいます今世紀の中ごろに世界の人口が90億から100億人に達すると状況はさらに悪くなるでしょう食料資源に加わる圧力は今よりも厳しいものになりますたいへん心配なことです今の食料を考えるとさらに困った事態です人口一人当たりの耕作可能地は先進国でも開発途上国でもすでに減少しつつありますし気候変動も進んでおり降水のパターンが変化してオレンジ色で示した地域ではさらに乾燥し青色の地域では雨が増えます中東や中央ヨーロッパで食料の不足を招く一方洪水が増える地域もあります陸地を使って食糧問題を解決するのは難しくなるでしょうそこで海をできるだけ豊かな状態にしてできるだけ多くの食料を供給できるようにしなければなりません海はこれまでもずっと私たちの食料源でした可能な限り遡ると海から収穫される食料は増えてきていましたただ増え続けていたのは 1980年頃まででそれから減少に転じました石油のピークの話のように魚のピークかもしれません違っているといいのですが後でまた説明しますご覧のように世界の漁獲量は 1980年から 18パーセントほど減少しましたこれは大きな問題です赤いカーブは下がり続けていますしかしこれを復元する方法は分かっています今日はその話をしますこのカーブを上向きに変える方法は分かっているのです漁業はピークは越えていないはずです適切な場所でいくつかの単純な取り組みを行えば漁獲高を取り戻し人々の食料を供給することができますまず魚はどこにいるのかを知る必要があります好都合なことに魚の大半は陸地近くの沿岸域にいます沿岸です沿岸地域ではそれぞれの国の司法権によって支配されていますそこで沿岸地域では漁業を管理することができます沿岸の国の権利は 200海里まで及ぶことが多く排他的経済水域と呼ばれていますこれは良いことでこういう地域の漁業は管理できるのです公海では地図に濃い色で示した部分ですが― 公海では管理をするのは遥かに難しくなります国際的に行わなければならないからです国際条約を作らなければなりません気候変動の合意について知っている人ならどれほど時間がかかり腹立たしく手間のかかる過程かわかるでしょう国レベルで管理できるというのはとても良いことです沿岸域の魚の量は公海と比べてどれ程でしょうかここに示したように沿岸域の魚は公海よりも 7倍多くなっていますつまり沿岸域に集中するのが一番良いのですなぜなら成果が上がるからです沿岸域に集中するだけで漁獲高を大幅に取り戻せますこの取り組みが必要な国はいくつあるのでしょうか沿岸の国は 80か国ほどですそのすべての国で漁業管理を改善しなければならないのでしょうか集中的に行うべき国はいくつか考えてみました都合の良いことに EU 諸国は共通の漁業政策で管理をしています EU での漁業管理がうまく行われその他の 9か国でもうまく管理できたら魚のどれほどがカバーされるでしょうか実は EUと9か国で世界の漁獲高の3分の2ほどになります EU に加えて 24か国まで含めれば 90パーセントに達し世界の漁獲高のほぼ全てになります世界の漁獲高を取り戻すためには特定の国に― 働きかければ良いことのですそういう国では何をすれば良いのでしょうかアメリカや他の場所での取り組みから漁獲高を回復するためには 3つの事をする必要があると分かっています 3つの事をする必要があると分かっています水揚げ量の割り当てあるいは規制をしなければいけません混獲を減らさなければなりません狙っていない別の魚を捕まえて殺すことはとても無駄なのです第3に生息地を守らなければなりません繁殖地や産卵地を守り魚の成育と繁殖がうまく行われて増加できるようにしなければなりませんこれらの3つの事を行えば魚は復活しますなぜわかるかと言えばこれはあちこちで実際に起きていることだからですこのスライドに示すようにノルウェーのニシンの数は 1950年代から激減しました激減してからノルウェーが漁業に制限割り当てを行うとどうなったでしょう水揚げ量は回復しました別の例はこれもノルウェーのホッキョクダラの例です同様に漁獲高は激減したので廃棄に制限を加えました混獲の廃棄は目的としていなかった魚で無駄に廃棄されます廃棄に制限を加えたところ漁獲高は復活しましたノルウェーだけではありません世界中の国々で何度も見られていますこれらの国で積極的な持続可能な漁業の管理政策を掲げることで壊滅的な状態と思われていた漁業は復活をはじめるのですこれは大変有望な結果です世界的な漁業に対してどういう意味を持つでしょうか減少している水産物の水揚げを回復させて毎年1億トンまで増大させることができるということですつまり漁業はまだピークを迎えていませんこれから魚を取り戻すだけでなくさらに多くの水揚げを得て今よりも多くの人の食料にできる― 可能性が残されていますどれほど多いのか今の時点で世界の漁獲高から考えると 4億5千万人を養っていますこれは減少傾向にありますが対策を取らなければますます減っていきます 10ヵ国から25ヵ国で今述べたような漁業管理を行えば今述べたような漁業管理を行えばこの数字を増加させて 7億人を健康な魚で養うことができるようになるでしょうこれは明らかに行うべきことです食糧問題は解決すべきことだからですさらに費用対効果も大きく実は地球上で魚介類が一番費用対効果に優れたタンパク質なのです 1ドルのお金を投じて得られるタンパク質の量に注目すると他のどの動物性タンパクよりも魚の経済効果は大きいのです今やそれ自体が不足している大規模な土地も必要としませんし淡水をたくさん使うということもありません例えば家畜と比べて必要な淡水の量は遥かに少ないのです家畜は飼料を育てるために水が必要なのですまた二酸化炭素生成量もはるかに少なくもちろん漁に出るのに燃料を少し使い二酸化炭素を排出します農業の二酸化炭素排出量に比べてずっとその影響は小さいものですつまり汚染が少ないのですすでに食卓の大きな割合を占めてはいますがさらに割合を増やすことができますそれは良いことです健康面でも良いことなのですガンや心臓疾患や肥満のリスクを低減します私たちの CEO であるアンディ・シャープレスが提唱し始めたコンセプトですが「魚は完ぺきなタンパク源なのだ」と彼はよく言っていますアンディはまたわれわれの海洋保護の活動が発展して陸も含めた保護活動になったということもよく語っています陸上では生物多様性の保存と食糧生産との間には戦いがあります多様な生物の住む森を切り開いて人々の食べるトウモロコシの畑を作るなどそこには常にせめぎあいがありますそこではいつも 2つの重要な課題の間で求められます生物多様性の保護と食糧生産ですでも海にはその戦いはありません海では生物多様性と豊かな収穫とは争わないのです両者は並立します生物多様性を生み出す行動をとると収穫も増えるのですそうしてヒトの食料を提供できるのが大事な点ですしかしキャッチ(課題・獲物)もありますわかりませんでしたか? 違法操業です違法操業はここまで話してきた漁業管理を台無しにします禁止された漁具を用いた漁業も禁止された漁具を用いた漁業も漁業禁止区域での漁業も大きさや種類の制限に違反した漁も違法です違法な漁業は消費者を欺き正直な水産業者を欺くものであり止めさせなければなりません違法操業の魚が市場に入ってくる経路は食品偽装です耳にしたことがあるでしょう違う魚のラベルが貼られているのです最近魚を食べた時何を食べましたかそれは本当にその魚だったでしょうか 1300種類の魚を抜き取り検査したところその3分の1が表示と異なる魚でしたフエダイと表示されていても 9割は別のものでした 59パーセントのマグロは表示が間違っていました 120サンプルの鯛のうち本当の鯛は7品に留まりました本物だったら大当たりということです水産物の流通経路は複雑でトレーサビリティーを導入しなければそのどのステップでも表示偽装の余地がありますトレーサビリティによって水産業界は船から料理皿までの間の魚介を追跡し消費者がその魚介がどこから来たのかを確かめることができるようになりますこれは極めて重要なことです取り組みは一部で始まっていますがまだ不十分です私たちは議会に SAFE シーフード法の制定を働きかけています今日は議会に向けて SAFE シーフード法制定を求めた 450人のシェフからの請願を記者発表することができて大変喜んでいます著名なシェフが何人も名を連ねていますアンソニー・ボーディンやマリオ・バタリバートン・シ―バーをはじめとするシェフたちは食べている物について知る権利が当然だと考えて署名したのです漁業者も賛同しているので法案実現のために必要な支援が得られることでしょうまさに重要な時期に差しかかっていますなぜならこれが表示偽装を止める方法であり違法な漁業を抑制する方法であり漁獲割り当てや生息地保護や混獲の削減などがきちんと機能するために必要だからです持続可能な漁業を運営することは可能です何億人もの人に健康な食事を提供することが可能です土地を利用せず水もほとんど利用せず二酸化炭素排出も少なく経済的な方法です海を保護することで世界の食料を提供できるのだから今始めなければいけませんありがとう	I'm here today because saving the oceans is more than an ecological desire. It's more than a thing we're doing because we want to create jobs for fishermen or preserve fishermen's jobs. It's more than an economic pursuit. Saving the oceans can feed the world. Let me show you how. As you know, there are already more than a billion hungry people on this planet. We're expecting that problem to get worse as world population grows to nine billion or 10 billion by midcentury, and we can expect to have greater pressure on our food resources. And this is a big concern, especially considering where we are now. Now we know that our arable land per capita in both developed and developing countries. We know that we're headed for climate change, which is going to change rainfall patterns, making some areas drier, as you can see in orange, and others wetter, in blue, causing droughts in our breadbaskets, in places like the Midwest and Central Europe, and floods in others. It's going to make it harder for the land to help us solve the hunger problem. And that's why the oceans need to be their most abundant, so that the oceans can provide us as much food as possible. And that's something the oceans have been doing for us for a long time. As far back as we can go, we've seen an increase in the amount of food we've been able to harvest from our oceans. It just seemed like it was continuing to increase, until about 1980, when we started to see a decline. You've heard of peak oil. Maybe this is peak fish. I hope not. I'm going to come back to that. in the amount of fish we've gotten in our world catch since 1980. And this is a big problem. It's continuing. This red line is continuing to go down. But we know how to turn it around, and that's what I'm going to talk about today. We know how to turn that curve back upwards. This doesn't have to be peak fish. If we do a few simple things in targeted places, we can bring our fisheries back and use them to feed people. First we want to know where the fish are, so let's look where the fish are. It turns out the fish, conveniently, are located for the most part in our coastal areas of the countries, in coastal zones, and these are areas that national jurisdictions have control over, and they can manage their fisheries in these coastal areas. Coastal countries tend to have jurisdictions that go out about 200 nautical miles, in areas that are called exclusive economic zones, and this is a good thing that they can control their fisheries in these areas, because the high seas, which are the darker areas on this map, the high seas, it's a lot harder to control things, because it has to be done internationally. You get into international agreements, and if any of you are tracking the climate change agreement, you know this can be a very slow, frustrating, tedious process. And so controlling things nationally is a great thing to be able to do. How many fish are actually in these coastal areas compared to the high seas? Well, you can see here about seven times as many fish in the coastal areas than there are in the high seas, so this is a perfect place for us to be focusing, because we can actually get a lot done. We can restore a lot of our fisheries if we focus in these coastal areas. But how many of these countries do we have to work in? There's something like 80 coastal countries. Do we have to fix fisheries management in all of those countries? So we asked ourselves, how many countries do we need to focus on, keeping in mind that the European Union conveniently manages its fisheries through a common fisheries policy? So if we got good fisheries management in the European Union and, say, nine other countries, how much of our fisheries would we be covering? Turns out, European Union plus nine countries covers about two thirds of the world's fish catch. If we took it up to 24 countries plus the European Union, we would up to 90 percent, almost all of the world's fish catch. So we think we can work in a limited number of places to make the fisheries come back. But what do we have to do in these places? Well, based on our work in the United States and elsewhere, we know that there are three key things we have to do to bring fisheries back, and they are: We need to set quotas or limits on how much we take; we need to reduce bycatch, which is the accidental catching and killing of fish that we're not targeting, and it's very wasteful; and three, we need to protect habitats, the nursery areas, the spawning areas that these fish need to grow and reproduce successfully so that they can rebuild their populations. If we do those three things, we know the fisheries will come back. How do we know? We know because we've seen it happening in a lot of different places. This is a slide that shows the herring population in Norway that was crashing since the 1950s. It was coming down, and when Norway set limits, or quotas, on its fishery, what happens? The fishery comes back. This is another example, also happens to be from Norway, of the Norwegian Arctic cod. Same deal. The fishery is crashing. They set limits on discards. Discards are these fish they weren't targeting and they get thrown overboard wastefully. When they set the discard limit, the fishery came back. And it's not just in Norway. We've seen this happening in countries all around the world, time and time again. When these countries step in and they put in sustainable fisheries management policies, the fisheries, which are always crashing, it seems, are starting to come back. So there's a lot of promise here. What does this mean for the world fish catch? This means that if we take that fishery catch that's on the decline and we could turn it upwards, we could increase it up to 100 million metric tons per year. So we didn't have peak fish yet. We still have an opportunity to not only bring the fish back but to actually get more fish that can feed more people than we currently are now. How many more? Right about now, we can feed about 450 million people a fish meal a day based on the current world fish catch, which, of course, you know is going down, so that number will go down over time if we don't fix it, but if we put fishery management practices like the ones I've described in place we could bring that number up and feed as many as 700 million people a year a healthy fish meal. We should obviously do this just because it's a good thing to deal with the hunger problem, but it's also cost-effective. It turns out fish is the most cost-effective protein on the planet. If you look at how much fish protein you get compared to all of the other animal proteins, obviously, fish is a good business decision. It also doesn't need a lot of land, something that's in short supply, compared to other protein sources. And it doesn't need a lot of fresh water. It uses a lot less fresh water than, for example, cattle, where you have to irrigate a field so that you can grow the food to graze the cattle. It also has a very low carbon footprint. It has a little bit of a carbon footprint because we do have to get out and catch the fish. It takes a little bit of fuel, but as you know, agriculture can have a carbon footprint, and fish has a much smaller one, so it's less polluting. It's already a big part of our diet, but it can be a bigger part of our diet, which is a good thing, because we know that it's healthy for us. It can reduce our risks of cancer, heart disease and obesity. In fact, our CEO Andy Sharpless, who is the originator of this concept, actually, he likes to say fish is the perfect protein. Andy also talks about the fact that our ocean conservation movement really grew out of the land conservation movement, and in land conservation, we have this problem where biodiversity is at war with food production. You have to cut down the biodiverse forest if you want to get the field to grow the corn to feed people with, and so there's a constant push-pull there. There's a constant tough decision that has to be made between two very important things: maintaining biodiversity and feeding people. But in the oceans, we don't have that war. In the oceans, biodiversity is not at war with abundance. In fact, they're aligned. When we do things that produce biodiversity, we actually get more abundance, and that's important so that we can feed people. Now, there's a catch. Didn't anyone get that? Illegal fishing. Illegal fishing undermines the type of sustainable fisheries management I'm talking about. It can be when you catch fish using gears that have been prohibited, when you fish in places where you're not supposed to fish, you catch fish that are the wrong size or the wrong species. Illegal fishing cheats the consumer and it also cheats honest fishermen, and it needs to stop. The way illegal fish get into our market is through seafood fraud. You might have heard about this. It's when fish are labeled as something they're not. Think about the last time you had fish. What were you eating? Are you sure that's what it was? Because we tested 1,300 different fish samples and about a third of them were not what they were labeled to be. Snappers, nine out of 10 snappers were not snapper. Fifty-nine percent of the tuna we tested was mislabeled. And red snapper, we tested 120 samples, and only seven of them were really red snapper, so good luck finding a red snapper. Seafood has a really complex supply chain, and at every step in this supply chain, there's an opportunity for seafood fraud, unless we have traceability. Traceability is a way where the seafood industry can track the seafood from the boat to the plate to make sure that the consumer can then find out where their seafood came from. This is a really important thing. It's being done by some in the industry, but not enough, so we're pushing a law in Congress called the SAFE Seafood Act, and I'm very excited today to announce the release of a chef's petition, where 450 chefs have signed a petition calling on Congress It has a lot of celebrity chefs you may know -- Anthony Bourdain, Mario Batali, Barton Seaver and others — and they've signed it because they believe that people have a right to know about what they're eating. Fishermen like it too, so there's a good chance we can get the kind of support we need to get this bill through, and it comes at a critical time, because this is the way we stop seafood fraud, this is the way we curb illegal fishing, and this is the way we make sure that quotas, habitat protection, and bycatch reductions can do the jobs they can do. We know that we can manage our fisheries sustainably. We know that we can produce healthy meals for hundreds of millions of people that don't use the land, that don't use much water, have a low carbon footprint, and are cost-effective. We know that saving the oceans can feed the world, and we need to start now. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
ジェシカちゃんが気絶した。いくら才能ある魔法生徒といえども、彼女は小さな女の子である。張りつめていたものが、はじけたに違いない。今までに起きたことは精神を摩耗するのに十分すぎるくらいだったから。ジェシカちゃん、今までありがとう。後は俺に任せてゆっくり休んでて。あなたがくれた俺は、ゆっくりとバステンに向き直る。バステンの両腕からは轟々と炎が燃えたぎっている。なんかすごいね。さすが武の将を自負するだけある。「ふっはっははは! どうだ? これぞ我が奥義、「テラファイヤ?」「伝説の火炎呪文だ。我が奥義は上級魔族といえどもそうそう真似できん。まして人間では到底到達できない火力なのだ」「なんか魔族の長よりすごいんじゃない?」「あぁ、ベベにも不可能。ふっ、ティレアよ、運が悪かったな。今宵の俺にしかできない完全無欠の奥義だ」「なるほど、今夜は満月。あなたにとって最も力が溢れる時なのよね」「ほぉ~よく知っているな。そう月が真円を描くとき、俺の魔力は数十倍に膨れ上がる。今宵この時間に限れば、俺は誰よりも強く巨大な存在なのだ!」バステンが得意げに語る。うん、典型的な狼男だね。これは好都合、を右手で握りしめる。後は魔法の発動だ。やり方覚えてるかな。以前、ティムに教わった時のコツは、イメージが大事という話であった。そして、俺の中で最もイメージしやすい魔法の発動条件は、である。どうも俺が魔法を出すときにやりやすいイメージは、中二的技をだすときみたいなのだ。はは、やっぱり前世の影響が大きいみたいだね。とにかく本当は思い出したくもない黒歴史だけど、背に腹は代えられない。さてさて今回の魔法のイメージとしてピッタリなのは......。を握りしめると、バステンに見せつけるかのように腕を上げる。「右手だけで十分ね」そう言って、右手に魔炎のイメージを込める。俺の右手に暗黒の衣が覆い尽くす。自分でイメージしてなんだけどなんて中二病。「面白い! 魔法勝負か。受けて立――ば、バカな......あ、ありえん! な、なんだそれは!」バステンが俺の右手を見て異様に慌てている。まるで狼によって恐怖にさらされた子羊のようだ。ふっ、どうやら本能的に理解しているみたいだね。これが何か! よ。バステンも思ってもいなかったでしょうね。まさか自分の弱点を知る存在がこの世にいるなんて。が狼男の弱点なんて前世では常識だった。でも、それをわざわざ敵に正直に言う必要はない。バステン自身は、きっと訳がわからないだろう。なんで俺如きの初期魔法を見てここまで恐怖するのか。俺が握っている銀の石のせいだとは夢にも思うまい。せいぜい俺の初期魔法で混乱するがいい。俺は右手をバステンに近づける。「ちゃんと見えてる? あなたの火遊びとは違う本物の技、邪神界の炎が」「邪神界だと! あ、ありえぬ! ただの闇魔法に決まっている!」「本当にそう見える? ちゃんと見てみなさい」俺は、さらに右手をバステンに近づける。「あ、あぁ、み、見てやる、見てやるさ。さっきは何かの間違――いぎゃぁああ! や、やめろぉお! 近づけるなぁあ! なんだそれはぁあ! 闇よりもなお暗く、混沌より深い......俺達魔族が......数千年を費やしても届かないであろう領域、破壊の完成形がここにある。はぁ、はぁ、はぁ。な、なんだ、お前は? い、いったい何者なんだぁあ!」バステンが恐慌状態に陥っている。ちょっと銀の石を近づけすぎたかな? 俺の初期魔法を見て支離滅裂な解説をしているのだ。その場に尻餅をつき「ありえない」「悪夢だ」とぶつぶつ呟くその姿は、暗闇に怯える子供のようである。名のある冒険者達を次々と殺害した暴虐者の姿はもはや完全に消え失せていた。よし、そろそろ年貢の納め時だ。バステンに引導を渡そう。「バステン、さすがは武の将というだけあってなかなか勇ましかった。だけど、私と出会ったのが運のつきだったようね」「ひぃ! お、お前は、あ、あああ、な......あうあ」「打ち震えなさい。あなたが私の邪神炎殺黒炎波の最初の犠牲者よ」俺の攻撃の意思表示にバステンは青ざめ、恐怖で身動き一つできない。まるで蛇に睨まれた蛙である。この銀の石よっぽど質が良いんだろうな。ここまで魔族を怯えさせるなんて......。「あ、あああ、お、お前、い、いやあな、たはも......」「悔やんでも遅い。くらえ! 邪神炎殺黒炎波ぁああ!」俺は右手を振るい、銀の石を発射させる。俺の右手から暗黒の濁流が唸るようにバステンに襲い掛かった。バステンは絶叫する間もなく、地面に影だけ残しきれいさっぱり消滅したのである。じゅっと核で熱されたような焦げ跡が残っていた。な、なんて威力......。さすがジェシカ家の家宝ね! バステンは、跡形も残らなかった。きっと銀の力で細胞一つ残さず消え去ったのだろう。ジェシカちゃん、ありがとう。あなたが出し惜しみせずに家宝を渡してくれたおかげで魔族を倒せた。俺は気絶しているジェシカちゃんの傍にいき、頭をそっと撫でる。さて、後は帰るとしましょう。ジェシカちゃんを抱え、踵を返そうとすると、「「ティレア様、お見事でございまする!」」ティムをはじめ、親衛隊の主だったものが片膝をつき、頭を垂れていた。あなた達、解散していなかったのね。しかも、何この状況? 「もしかしてさっきの見てた?」「「御意。ティレア様のご雄姿に我ら一同感服していた次第でございます!」」「あぁ、そうなの」「お姉様! 我は感動しております。あれこそ、あれこそ、我が求めてやまない魔法の最終形態、破壊と混沌の始祖です」「テ、ティム、それはちょっと言いすぎだよ」「いいえ、言いすぎどころか足りないぐらいです。わ、我は我は感動のあまり、うぅ、涙が止まりません」ティムがさめざめと泣いている。おい、誰か止めろよ。「ティレア様。私もカミーラ様と同様の気持ちです。優れた芸術作品は一目で観客達を虜にします。ティレア様のさきほどの大技はまさにそんな至宝、いや価値でいえばそれどころでございません。まさに世界そのものでございます!」「そ、そんなに?」「はっ、それほどの衝撃を我々に与えたのです」までテンションが高いぞ。何がどうなっている? いや、そうかこの状況、魔法で魔族を倒すなんて中二病者にとっては最もおいしいシチュエーション。使った技も技だしティム達が感動するのも無理はない。なるほど、だからさっきから親衛隊の皆がキラキラした目で俺を見つめているのか、もうなんかうざったい。真実を話すか? 俺はたまたま魔族の弱点を知っていただけなんだって。ん!? おいおい頭を垂れるどころか土下座までしている奴がいる。誰だ――ってオルかよ! オルが地面に頭を擦りつけている。お前、それはいくらなんでも引く。「オル、何がしたいの?」「はっ。ティレア様の邪神技、初めて拝見しました。感動のあまり、今も身が震えております! そして、そんな偉大なお方に数々の暴言を吐いたこと......くっ。私はなんて愚かな行為を......うぅ、深く深くお詫び申し上げまする」なるほど、オルは俺が魔族を倒すのを見て、実力で倒したと勘違いしたらしい。そして、そんな強者に喧嘩を売ったのだ。今さらながらに後悔しているって寸法なのだろう。まったく強者だからって媚を売るなんて最低な行為なんだぞ。でも、強者って勘違いされてたほうがオルを矯正させやすいかな。オルみたいな軟弱ゲス野郎にはそういった威圧が必要だし。「オル、あなたが今日犯した罪は正直許されるものじゃないのよ。でも、さっきも言ったけど、あなたのティムへのひたむきな思いもあって、一度だけ一度だけなら許してあげようと思ったの」「ははっ。まことにありがたき仰せにございます」「ただし! 次はないからね。次やったらさっきの大技をあなたにぶつけるから」「ひっ。き、肝に銘じます」よし、これくらい脅かしておけばいいかな。後は、そろそろ帰ろうと思うんだけど、こいつらなんで解散しないの? ティムをはじめとして皆、未だ片膝をついたままだ。もしかして、締めのあいさつをしてほしいとか? 騒動ではこいつらも少しは役に立ったし、ちょっとくらいなら遊びに付き合ってやってもいいかな。邪神らしい挨拶でもして盛り上げてやりましょう。「え~コホン、それでは邪神軍の諸君、今宵の戦いも我が軍の勝利に終わった」「「はっ」」「この次の戦いも期待しているわ」「「ははっ。粉骨砕身の覚悟でお仕え致しまする!」」親衛隊の気合の入った声が夜空に響く。うん、いい返事だ。それじゃあ帰りましょ――って帰らない。まだ、皆、帰らないよ。締めたつもりだったのに......。依然として全員、片膝ついたままなのである。一本締めのほうが良かったかな? それとも「解散!」って素直に言ったほうがわかりやすかったかも。でも、せっかくテンションが上がった皆にそんなのじゃノリが悪いよね。しょうがない。もう少し中二チックに言ってやろう。「我が名は邪神ティレア、世界を壊し世界を構築する。さぁ、行け! この次もその次も「「イエス! マイロード!」」	Jessica fainted. Although she was a student at the Magic Academy, it didn’t change the fact that she was still a small girl. The psychological strain of it all finally caught up with her. And looking back at everything that’s happened, who could blame her. Jessica, thank you for everything you’ve done. Have a good rest, and leave the rest to me. I won’t waste the silver bullet that you’ve given me. I leisurely turned to Basten. The flames around his arms roared loudly. He’s pretty amazing. As expected of the one who proudly declared himself to be the Martial General. “FUUHAHAHAHAHAH! How’s this? This is my secret technique, Terafire!” “Terafire?” “A legendary fire spell. Even a high-ranked demon wouldn’t be able to so easily copy this feat. Firepower that a human will never obtain.” “Isn’t this even more amazing than the Chief of Demons?” “Indeed. It is impossible for Bebe as well. Heh. Tilea, you have bad luck. This technique is something that even I can only do tonight.” “I see. The full moon is out. In other words, this is the peak of your mana.” “Hohh~ You’re well informed. Indeed. When the moon draws a full circle, my mana rises dozens of times. Tonight alone, I am stronger than anybody else!” declared Basten with pride. Yeah. Your typical werewolf. How convenient. I’ll let you taste the power of a silver bullet! I clenched the silver bullet in my right hand. All that’s left is to activate a magic. I hope I remember how to do it. That time when I learnt from Timu, the important thing was image. And the way I was able to most easily form an image, was with my chuunibyou. Apparently for me, the feeling of using magic was basically the same as the feeling I got back when I used to act out my chuunibyou. Haha, it looks like my past life still has quite the influence on me. Anyway, although I’d really prefer to forget it, I can’t be picky in a situation like this. Now then, the technique that most fits the magic I need is... Yeah, it has to be that! With the bullet clenched in my hand, I raised my arm to Basten. “This right hand is all I need to defeat you.” With those words, I began concentrating on an image of demonic fire around my right hand. A shroud of darkness began to cover it. I know this is formed from something I’m imagining myself, but god, it’s so chuunibyou. “Interesting. A showdown of magic, huh. I’ll accept your ch― T-, That can’t be... I-, Impossible! W-, Why!?” Basten panicked at the abnormality around my hand. Almost like a lamb frightened by a wolf. Heh. Looks like his instincts are telling him... just what this stone is! Indeed. This is the one thing that can destroy your kind― the silver bullet. I bet Basten never imagined this could be happening. How could he imagine that anybody in this world knew about his weakness. Unfortunately for him, I have the knowledge from my past life. But there’s no reason to confess that to an enemy. I’m sure he has no idea why he’s feeling so terrified. After all, why would he need to feel afraid of elementary magic by a person like me. Never in his dreams would he imagine that it was actually what was inside my fist. I’ll enjoy seeing his confusion. I brought my hand closer to him. “Do you see this? Unlike your little candle-flame, this is the real thing― my Flame of the Evil God Realm.” “Evil God Realm!? I-, Impossible! That’s definitely just some dark magic!” “Does it really look that way? Have a closer look.” I brought my fist closer again. “A-, Aahh, I-, I’m looking. I’m looking. Just now there must have been some mista― IGYAHHHHHH! S-STOP ITTT! STAYY AWAYYY! WHATT THE HELL IS THATTT!? Darker than darkness, deeper than deep... The perfected form of destruction, that... even we demons have never reached... Hahh, hahh, hahh, w-, what are you? JUSTT WHATT THE HELL AREE YOUUUU!?” Basten was completely terrified. I wonder if I brought it a little too close. The moment he got a good look at my magic, he started rambling in confusion. Falling on his backside and rambling “impossible” and “this has to be a nightmare”, he looked just like a child afraid of the dark. The mighty warrior that slaughtered adventurer after adventurer was nowhere to be seen. Okay. Time to pay the piper. I’m going to bury him. “Basten. Befitting the name ‘Martial General’, you were quite a valiant foe. But it looks like the moment you met me, your luck was up.” “Hii! Y-You, aa-,a ahhh, wha... awauah...” “Tremble for me. You will be the first sacrifice to my Evil God Immolation Black Flame Wave.” Hearing my declaration to attack, Basten paled, but was frozen from the fear. Just like a deer in the headlights. This silver stone must really be special. To think that even a demon would be this afraid... “Aah, aaaahh, y-, you, n-, I mean, Miss...” “It’s too late to regret. Take this! EVIL GOD IMMOLATION BLACK FLAME WAAVEEEE!” I swung my right hand down, and fired the silver stone. An impure stream of darkness seemed to growl through the air as it approached Basten. Without even time to scream, Basten turned into a stain on the ground, leaving almost nothing behind. The only proof of his existence was a burn mark. W-, What power... As expected of the Nichol Family heirloom! Basten completely disappeared. The power of the silver probably erased every last cell. Jessica, thank you. Because you selflessly gave me your heirloom, we managed to defeat the demon. I walked to the collapsed girl’s side, and gently stroked her head. Now then, shall we go home? With Jessica in my arms, I was about to turn around when, ““Lady Tilea, that was magnificent!”” Timu and the Praetorian Guard all got down on one knee and lowered their heads. You guys, didn’t I tell you to disperse? And what’s with this situation? “Could it be that you guys saw me?” ““As you say. We were in awe of your gallant figure!”” “Aah, I see.” “Elder sister! I was moved as well. That, that was the pinnacle of magic, the Origin of destruction and chaos that I have always been searching for.” “T-, Timu, you’re exaggerating, you know.” “No, far from exaggerating, I can barely describe it. I-, I’m so moved that, uu-, I cannot stop my tears.” Timu began to noisily cry. Oi, somebody stop this! “Lady Tilea, I feel the same way as Lady Camilla. A true work of art will capture its audience with a glance. The grand technique that you showed us a moment ago was exactly a treasure-, no-, was so amazing that we cannot even place a value on it. It was truly a world of its own!” “T-, That amazing?” “Milady, we were all in great shock.” Even Pervert (Nielsen) was super excited. What the hell is happening here? No, wait. I see. I guess there’s nothing more delicious for a chuunibyou than a situation like that. I destroyed a demon with ‘magic’. And considering the name of the technique, and the way it looked, I guess it’s natural that they’re in love with it. I see. So that’s why everybody was looking at me with sparkling eyes. Honestly, how bothersome. Should I tell them the truth? That I just happened to know his weakness? Mn!? Oi, oi, far from just bowing, some of them are even prostrating to me. Who is it? ―Wha-, it was you, Orty!? Orty had his forehead pressed against the ground. You, that’s, I’m astounded dude. “Orty, what is it you want?” “Milady. I have seen your Evil God Arts for the first time. I am so moved that my body trembles! And-, And to think that to such a lofty personage-, the garbage I spewed... Kuh-! What a fool I have been... Uuu, I deeply, deeply offer my apologies.” I see. So Orty saw me defeat a demon, and mistook that to be my true power. And then he realized he picked a fight with a crazy strong girl. And now, after all this time, he’s regretting it. Acting tough, but currying favor with those stronger than you? Honestly, that’s pathetic. But if he continues to think of me as strong, then it’ll be easier to reform him. For cowardly garbage like him, I need this kind of pressure. “Orty, to be honest, what you did today wouldn’t normally be forgivable. But I said it earlier; because of your feelings towards Timu, once, just this once, I’ll forgive you.” “Yes, milady. I truly appreciate this chance from the bottom of my heart.” “However! There won’t be a next time, okay? The next time you do it, my ‘grand technique’ will be used on you.” “Hii! I-, I shall engrave it on my heart.” Alright. That should be enough threatening. Anyway, I was thinking of heading home now, but why have these guys still not dispersed? Starting with Timu, all of them were still on their knees. Could it be that they’re waiting for some speech to wrap this up? Honestly, no common sense, no matter the situation. Well, these guys did help a little during the vampire crisis, so I guess it might be fine to play with them just a little. Let’s come up with a really Evil God-ey speech for them. “Eehh~ Ahem. Well then, members of the Evil God Army. Tonight, the battle once more ended in victory.” ““Milady.”” “I look forward to your performance in the next.” ““Milady! We are prepared to work our bones to the dust, to serve you!” The vigorous shout resounded through the night sky. Mn. A good reply. Well then, shall we go― wha-, they’re still here. They’re all still here. Even though I thought I already wrapped things up... Everybody was still on their knees. Would it be better to end with applause? Or should I just straight out say “Dismissed!” or something? But, since everybody is already in such a good mood, it really wouldn’t be fair. Can’t be helped. I’ll go with something a little chuunibyou then. “My name is Evil God Tilea, the Destroyer and Creator of Worlds. Go forth! In the next battle, and the next, you shall offer me naught but victoryy!” ““YES, MILADYYY!””	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 15, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
「お姉様、この騒ぎはいったい?」俺はティムに事のあらましを伝えた。ティムは聞くに従って眉を吊り上げていく。ティムも女の子に暴行するような屑に怒りを覚えているようだ。ティムが怒りに満ちた顔でオルを睨む。おぉ、我が妹ながらちょっと怖いぞ。まるで本物の魔族みたいだよ。ティムの怒りの形相に、オルはすっかり青ざめて弁解を始めた。「ち、違うのです、カミーラ様。邪神が何を言ったか知りませんが、我らは――」「邪神だぁ!? オルティッシオ、貴様お姉様に敬称をつけぬとは何事だ!」ティムの容赦な。オル達は、がたがたと震え始めた。「も、申し訳ありません。そ、そのティレア様が人間の味方をしたので......そ、そうだ、ジェシカと親しく名を呼んでおりました。ティレア様は人間如きと親しくし、我ら魔族を裏切っておられたのです」「ジェシカ......それは我がお姉様から頂いた品の名ではないか! オルティッシオ、貴様は我がお姉様から頂いた品を勝手に壊そうとしたのか!」「ひ、ひぃ。そ、そんな、し、知りませんでした」あぁあぁ、オルの奴、火に油を注いだね。ジェシカちゃんに暴行しようとしたなんて知れたら、親友であるティムが怒るのも無理はない。ティムの怒りの態度にオルの奴、もはや可哀そうなくらいガタガタと震えてティムに縋りついている。「もう良い、オルティッシオ!」「ははっ。ま、まことに申し訳なく、このようなことと致しません」「死ぬが良い」「なっ!?」「お姉様に刃向おうなど万死に値する。貴様が何を訴えようが聞く耳持たぬ。いいか、何があろうともお姉様が常に正しいのだ」「カ、カミーラ様、な、何故? 何故そこまで邪神に忠誠を誓うのですか? 魔法体系の租とまで讃えられたあなたが......」「ええい貴様が近衛隊にいるだけでお姉様に対する我の忠誠が疑われてしまうわ」「カミーラ様、他の隊員は情けなくも邪神に膝を屈していますが、我らオルティッシオ隊は違います。邪神など恐れはしません。カミーラ様がお立ちになる御覚悟があればいつでも――」「貴様! 言うに事欠いて我にお姉様への謀反をすすめるのか! 許せん、許してはおけぬ!」バカだ、あまりにバカすぎる! オルの奴、身内を一緒に襲うなんて言われてティムが怒らないと思ったのか! ティムは怒りの形相でオルを蹴飛ばすと、オルに向けて魔弾を放つ。ティムの手から放たれた魔弾は見事にオルに命中。オルはふっとばされて息も絶え絶えだ。「はぁ、はぁ、お、お許しください」「しゃべるな!」ティムは、オルが口を開いたとたんに魔弾をぶつけた。ぶつけられた衝撃でふらふらになるオル。「動くな!」「げほっ!」魔弾による負傷でぐらつくオルにさらに魔弾をぶつけたティム。そうして、オルがしゃべったり動いたりするたびにティムが初期魔法をオルにぶつけた。う~ん、オルの奴、いい気味だが、さすがにそろそろ止めないとまずい。いくら初期魔法とはいえ、虚弱体質のオルが何発もくらって無事ですむはずがない。予想通り、オルはティムの魔弾に耐えきれず、だんたん血まみれになっていく。やばい。ティムが殺人を犯してしまう。俺はティムの肩に手をかけ、魔弾を撃つ行為を抑える。「ティム、そろそろ止めないとそいつ死んじゃうよ」「そうでした。我としたことが怒りのあまり力を入れすぎるところでした。お姉様のおっしゃる通り、簡単に殺すつもりはありません。それでは幾分セーブして罰を再開します」そう言って、ティムが魔弾を再度放とうとする。いやいや、そういう意味じゃないよ。確かに暴行犯で屑な奴だけど、殺してしまってはこっちが悪者だ。だが、ティムは頭に血が上っているようでこのリンチをやめそうにない。まぁ、気持ちもわからないでもない。もし、オルがティムを襲っていたなら俺もティムと同様の行為をしただろう。きっとオルをぼこぼこにしてただろうね。ティムの姉を思う気持ちは嬉しいけど、このまま見過ごしてティムを犯罪者にさせるわけにはいかない。「ティム、やめて。ここは私に任せなさい」オルは、ティムの魔弾をくらいぼろぼろだ。ところどころ出血して痛々しい。いくら犯罪者の屑だからってちょっとやりすぎかな? 「オル、反省した? ティムもちょっとやりすぎたかもしれないけど、それだけあなたがしでかした行為が許せなかったんだからね」「はぁ、はぁ。邪神、な、何がティムだ! はぁ、はぁ、わ、私が敬愛するカミーラ様をそのような名で呼ぶではない!」この期におよんでまだそんな減らず口を叩くなんて......。オル、あなたはティムの筋金入りのファンみたいね。アイドルを「実名で呼ぶな、きちんと芸名で呼べ」ってことだろう。「ティレア様に対し、なんたる口の利き方、許せぬ!」「お姉様、どうやらこやつはとことん反省しておらぬようです。我が考えうる最大級の苦痛を与えてやります!」ティムや親衛隊の皆がオルに憤慨する。オルも俺に対する敬語をやめ、敵意満々の目つきだ。多分、俺のせいでティムに嫌われたと思っているのだろう。それにしてもオルめ。ティムにあんな目にあわされたにもかかわらず、まだティムに縋りついている。オルのティムを見る目は、俺を見る目とは違う。欠片ほどの敵意もない。純粋な敬意を持った目つきをしている。オルは犯罪者の屑だけど、ティムを思う気持ちだけは本物なのかもしれない。確かに魔族襲来なんて大事件が起きなければ、オルもあんな大それた犯罪を起こさなかったかも。パニックになって理性が、少しはじけ飛んだのかもしれない。情状酌量の余地は残されているかもね。俺も前世オタクだった。好きなアイドルから罵られ嫌われるのは、十分に辛いとわかっている。オルもティムから暴力を振るわれ嫌われているのは何よりも辛いはずだ。今もティムから情け容赦ない言葉が、オルに降り注いでいる。暴力こそ俺が止めているものの、その口撃は止まらない。ティム達のオルへの激しい糾弾は留まる所を知らないようだ。オルは必死に弁解している。傷口から出血し、痛みも多々あるだろうに必死にティムに許しを乞うているのだ。その様子はあまりにも哀れだ、哀れすぎる。ふぅ、仕方がない。オルにも最後のチャンスを与えてやるか、これで反省しないなら容赦なく警備隊に突き出してやる。一応、オルに対しティムに恨みを持ってないかをきちんと確認してからだけどね。可愛さ余って憎さ百倍ともなれば目も当てられない。「オル!」「な、なんだ?」「ティム――カミーラを嫌いになった?」「はぁ、はぁ、はぁ。ば、バカなことを! カミーラ様は私の命以上に大切な存在、そのような思いなど欠片も存在せぬ!」「これだけの目にあわせられたのに?」「無論だ! はぁ、はぁ、どれだけの真似をされたとしても......私の忠義は、一切揺るぎはせぬ!」オルの断固たる決意が窺えた。俺の目から見ても嘘をついているようには見えない。ティムに害がないのであれば、ファンは必要かもしれない。これから先、ティムが王都で暮らしていく中で味方は多いほうが良い。ただでさえ田舎出身の魔法学生ということで目立っているティムだ。他からのやっかみも多いだろう。オルはどうしようもない奴だが、ティムを大切に思う気持ちは本物みたいだ。「お姉様、そろそろよろしいですか? こやつのお姉様に対する不遜な口の利き方に我はこれ以上理性が保てそうにありません」「カ、カミーラ様......」「あぁ、もういいよ、ティム」「お姉様、それはどういう意味でしょうか?」「オルにこれ以上の罰はいらない。誰か治療魔法ができる人がいたらオルを治療してやって」俺の言にティムも親衛隊の皆も目を白黒させている。オルの厳罰は、当然と思っていたようだ。治療してと言ったにもかかわらず、誰もその場から動かない。皆、オルに怒っているようだが、ここは堪えてほしい。 ......というか、早くしないとオルが死んでしまわないか? 今もどくどくと血を流し続けるオル。もう救急車が必要なレベルだ。あぁ、誰でもいいから治療してよ。ん!? というかそもそもの話、治療魔法なんて使える人がこの中にいるのか? 「お姉様、本当にオルティッシオめを治療してやるのですか?」「えぇ、そうよ。誰かいないの? 早くしないと......あぁ、ポーションでもいいんだけど......」「お姉様、我ら魔族にとって神聖魔法は、最も不得意な分野です。ほとんどの者が「ですが......」「ティム!」「わ、わかりました。不本意ですが、お姉様のご命令であれば......」すごい。まるでベホマンみたいだ。あっという間だ。完全回復魔法だよ。ティムは闇属性が一番得意と強がっていたけど、本当は神聖魔法が得意なんだな。中二病だから闇が好きなんだろうけど、学園では自分の特性に合った魔法の勉強をしてほしい。そして、治療を終えたオルが俺を見る。治療をさせたせいか、敵意が先ほどより薄らいでいるようだ。「私を許す、のですか......?」「えぇ、その通り」「あれほどの無礼を働いたのに......」「ふっ。オル、もしも私とティムが窮地に陥ってた時、どっちを助ける?」「無論カミーラ様です。この身の全てを犠牲にしてでもカミーラ様のために尽くします」「貴様っ......まだそのようなことを。その口引き裂いてくれるわっ!」ティムが怒りの形相で身を乗り出す。「ティム、よしなさい。オル、よく言った。そのティムを思う気持ちがあるからこそ私は許したのよ」「ティレア様、いけません。オルティッシオに御咎めなしでは示しがつきませぬ」も一歩前に進み出て、俺に反対をしてきた。「これでいいんだって。もともと皆は、ティムの親衛隊よ。親衛隊はティムを大切にしてくれるならそれで十分示しがつく」「お姉様......以前にも申し上げたとおり、近衛隊は我のものではありません。我を含め皆お姉様のものです」「ティム、その姉を思う気持ちは嬉しい。でもね、だからって皆の気持ちを無理やり私に向けても意味がないのよ」「そ、そんな我らは真にティレア様を崇め、信奉しておりまする」「ニール、わかっている。皆が私を信頼してくれてるのは十分に理解している。だからこそ、そんな皆には私が大切にしているティムを一番に支えて欲しい。これは命令よ」「し、しかし......」「命令! 私は、ティムを他の何よりも大切にしている。だから、親衛隊の皆もそうであってほしい」「ははっ。ティレア様のカミーラ様を思う気持ちに心打たれました。カミーラ様は、お任せください」が、いつも以上に気合の入った声をだす。他の隊員も真剣な眼差しで頷いている。親衛隊の皆は納得してくれたみたいだ。「うぅ、お姉様。わ、我は嬉しゅうございます!」ティムは涙を流している。感激しているようだ。バカね、姉妹だから当然の話をしただけよ。後は、オルの態度次第だけど......。「オル、あなたがやったことは許せない行為だった。だけど、状況が状況だし、あなたの気持ちを少しは汲んでおかなければいけなかったわね、ごめんなさい」「ティレア様......私如きに頭を......か、数々のご無礼、お許しください」オルが深々と頭を下げ、謝ってくれた。うん、どうやら反省したみたいだ。それなら俺を襲おうとした件は、チャラにしてやるか。そのティムを思う気持ちに免じ、一度だけ、一度だけなら許してあげる。は、まだオルにしこりが残っているようだが、なんとか俺が治めさせた。オルの友達も気が気じゃなかったようだが、俺とオルが和解したことでほっとしたようだ。さて、この後はどうしようか? ジェシカちゃんも気になるし、本陣に行ってみようか。知り合いがバカなことをしたし、そのフォローもしてやらないとね。そう考えてると、「ティレア様、僥倖です。まだレミリアは捕縛から逃れていませんでした」オルの友達が何やら物騒な言葉を投げつけてきた。そして、そいつらが運んできたものを見る。そこには......。なんと見目麗しきエルフが、縄に縛られ横たわっていたのだ。がぼっ! レ、レミリアさん!? なじぇ、ここに? そ、そういえば、レミリアさんを捕縛だの、なんだのオルが話してたね。多分、レミリアさんが、魔族と戦い傷つき倒れているところを偶然発見、これ幸いと縄でふん縛ってしまったのだろう。これだから中二病は手に負えない。あばばばばば、こいつら究極のバカなの? 一難去ってまた一難。王都の至宝を攫うなんて、お前らどれだけの罪になるかわかってんのか!	“Elder sister, just what is this fuss about?” I told Timu an outline of what happened. The longer she listened, the higher her eyebrows went. It looks like she’s also angry about attacking a girl. Timu started to glare with an enraged expression. Ooh, she’s my little sister, but I’m finding her a little scary. She’s like a real demon now. Seeing her angry expression, Orty quickly paled and immediately began to make excuses. “Y-, You are wrong, Lady Camilla. I do not know what the Evil God said, but we―” “EVIL GODDD!? Ortissio, what do you mean by dropping your honorifics!” Timu roared without lenience. Orty’s group began to tremble. “M-, My sincere apologies. U-, Umm, Lady Tilea was taking the side of the humans... T-, That’s right. She called out intimately to this human named Jessica. Lady Tilea was being friendly with the likes of a human, and betrayed demonkind.” “Jessica... Why, is that not the name of elder sister’s present to me! Ortissio, you dare to break elder sister’s present without permission!?” “H-Hii, I-I-I had no idea.” My, my Orty. Pouring oil onto the fire. If Timu found out that you tried to attack her good friend Jessica, of course she would get mad. Seeing Timu’s angry expression, that Orty’s trembling reached a pitiful level, as he entreated Timu. “Enough, Ortissio!” “Yes, milady. M-, My deepest apologies. I will never again do such a thing.” “You shall die.” “Wha-!?” “Turning your blade towards elder sister deserves absolute death. No matter what you try to tell me, I have no intention of listening. Listen well. No matter what happens, elder sister is always correct.” “L- Lady Camilla, w-, why? Why do you swear allegiance to the Evil God so? You, who is even exalted as the founder of the magic system...” “Eei! Just having you in the Household Guard brings my loyalty to elder sister into question.” “Lady Camilla, the others may be pathetically bending their knees to the Evil God, but the Ortissio Unit is different. We do not fear the Evil God. If you should revolt, we are prepared at any time to―” “YOUU! Of all things, you would incite me to rebel against elder sister!? Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable!” Did he seriously think that she wouldn’t get mad after inviting her to attack me together? As expected, Timu’s anger grew further and further. With an enraged expression, Timu kicked Orty flying, before firing magic bullets at him. All of them splendidly hit him dead-on. Sent flying away, he was barely holding onto his consciousness. “Hahh, hahh, p-, please forgive me.” “Do not speak!” The very moment that he opened his mouth, Timu hit him with a magic bullet. The impact had sent him staggering. “Do not move!” “GEHOH-!” Orty who was already tottering from the injuries was hit by a magic bullet again. Like that, each time he spoke or moved, Timu would fire her elementary magic at him. Hm~mm, he’s getting what he deserves, but if I don’t stop her soon this’ll turn bad. Even if it’s elementary magic, after a few hits, the feeble Orty’s already quite injured. As expected, Orty couldn’t handle her magic, and eventually started to bleed. Oh crap. Timu’s going to turn into a murderer. I placed a hand on her shoulder, and stopped her from firing. “Timu, if you don’t stop soon, he’ll die.” “Ah, that is true. In my anger, I put too much strength in. As you say, we cannot allow him to die so easily. Well then, I shall restrain myself a little, and resume the punishment.” Like that, Timu turned to fire another magic bullet. Whoa, whoa, that’s not what I mean, Timu. He’s criminal scum, yes, but if you murder him then you’ll be the criminal. Well, I understand her feelings, certainly. If Orty tried to attack Timu, I’d probably be doing the same thing. I’d definitely beat the crap out of him. I’m happy that Timu cares for me like this, but I can’t sit by while she becomes a criminal either. “Timu, stop. Leave this to me.” Orty was in tatters from her magic. He was bleeding everywhere, pitifully. Even if he’s criminal scum, I wonder if this isn’t overdoing it a little. “Orty, have you reflected? Timu might have gone a little overboard, but that’s just how unforgivable what you were trying to do was.” “Hahh, hahh, Evil God, w-, what ‘Timu’! Hahh, hahh, do not refer to our respected and beloved Lady Camilla by such a name!” Even after all this time, he’s still not willing to back down...? Orty, you really are a hardcore Timu fan, huh. I guess it’s like that rule with idols where you have to use their stage names, and not their real names. “To speak to Lady Tilea with such an unbelievable tone! Unforgivable!” “Elder sister, it looks like he has not reflected at all. I shall bestow upon him the greatest suffering imaginable!” Timu and all the Household Guard were enraged at Orty. Orty had stopped using honorific speech with me, and was now looking at me with open hostility. He probably thinks it’s my fault that Timu hates him. But man, this damned Orty. Even though Timu did all that to him, he’s still imploring her. The way he’s treating Timu is completely different to the way he’s treating me. Not even a little hostility is in his eyes. Just pure respect. Orty might be criminal scum, but it looks like his feelings for Timu are the real thing, at least. And certainly, had it not been for this massive demon invasion disaster, even Orty might not have done something so serious. Maybe he lost his reason because of the panic. Perhaps I can take the circumstances into consideration just a little. In my old life, I was an otaku too. That’s why I know full well how much it hurts for your beloved idol to hate and curse you. To Orty, there’s nothing more painful than having Timu hate and attack him. Even now, Timu was still cursing him mercilessly. Although I stopped her from violence, her verbal attacks were continuing. It looks like they didn’t know how to stop criticizing him. Orty was desperately explaining himself. He was bleeding from his wounds, and although he seemed to be enduring the pain, he kept begging Timu for forgiveness. It’s pitiful. Just too pitiful. Huu, can’t be helped. I guess I’ll give him one last chance. If he still doesn’t repent, then I’ll give him to the guards without mercy. But first I’ll make sure that he doesn’t hold any grudges against Timu. It would be too terrible if his intense love turned into intense hatred. “Orty!” “W-, What?” “Timu― Camilla. Do you hate her now?” “Hahh, hahh, hahh. S-, Stupidity! Lady Camilla is more important to me than my life! I would not even consider it!” “Even though she did all this to you?” “Of course! Hahh, hahh, no matter what she may do to me... My loyalty... will never waver!” Orty screamed resolutely. The way I see it, he wasn’t lying. As long as they aren’t going to harm Timu, then she might need the fans. From now on, she’s going to be living in the Capital, so the more allies, the better. She’s already got the position of ‘Magic Academy Student from the countryside’. I bet lots of people would be jealous. Orty might be a hopeless guy, but at least he really seems to treasure Timu. “Elder sister, may we begin? Considering the rude way he is addressing you, I am about to go mad.” “L-, Lady Camilla...” “Aahh, that’s enough, Timu.” “Elder sister, whatever do you mean?” “I’m not going to punish Orty any further. If any of you know healing magic, please heal him.” Both Timu and the Household Guard were stunned by my words. Looks like they thought his punishment was a given. Although I asked them to heal him, nobody moved. Everyone, I know you’re angry at Orty, but please endure it. ...Or rather, if we don’t heal him, won’t he die soon? He’s still bleeding. This is bad! Really bad! This is an emergency now. Aahh, anybody is fine, so please heal him. Mn? Speaking of which, do we even have somebody who can heal? “Elder sister, do you truly wish to heal this damned Ortissio?” “Yes, that’s right. Anybody? If you don’t heal him soon... Aahh, a potion would be fine too, but...” “Elder sister, healing magic is the area we demons are weakest in. Almost nobody can use Heal. Well, it is a different matter when it comes to I, the master of all elements, however.” “However...” “Timu!” “I-, I understand. Although I am unwilling, if it is the order of my elder sister, then...” Amazing. She’s like a healing slime. It only took an instant. Fully healed, too. Timu keeps acting tough and insisting that darkness magic is her forte, but I guess it was actually holy magic. She’s a chuunibyou, so of course she likes darkness, but I hope she’ll choose her school classes to properly match her talent. After he was healed, Orty looked at me. Perhaps because I had him healed, his hostility was weaker than before. “Are you... forgiving me...?” “Yes, that’s right.” “Even though I was so rude to you...” “Heh. Orty, if Timu and I fell into a crisis at the same time, who would you save?” “Lady Camilla, of course. Even if I have to sacrifice everything, I will work for her sake.” “Youu... So you are still saying those things. I shall tear that mouth of yours off!” Timu leaned forward, menacingly. “Timu, stop it. Orty, well said. I’m forgiving you because you feel this way towards Timu.” “Lady Tilea, this cannot be allowed. If you do not discipline Ortissio, it will affect discipline.” Pervert (Nielsen) also took a step forward, and opposed me. “It’s fine, I said. To begin with, everybody was Timu’s Praetorian Guard. As long as you all treasure Timu, that much is plenty disciplined.” “Elder sister... I have said it earlier too, but the Household Guard is not mine. Myself included, we all belong to you, elder sister.” “Timu, I’m really happy that you feel that way about me. But you know, that doesn’t mean that it’s alright to force everybody’s feelings to change.” “L-, Lady Tilea, there is no such thing. We truly believe in, and revere you.” “Niel, I get it. I know very well that you guys believe in me. But that’s exactly why I want you all to support Timu instead. This is an order.” “H-, However...” “It’s an order! Timu is more important to me than anything. That’s why I want you guys to treasure her the most as well.” “Milady. I am deeply touched by your feelings for Lady Camilla. Please leave Lady Camilla to me.” Pervert (Nielsen) replied in an even more motivated voice than usual. All the other members were nodding with earnest expressions. It looks like everybody in the Praetorian Guard has accepted it. “Uuu, elder sister. I-, I am so happy!” Tears were running down Timu’s face. It looks like she was moved. Silly. We’re sisters, so this is natural. All that’s left is Orty’s attitude, but... “Orty. What you did was unforgivable. But circumstances are circumstances, and I should have been more considerate of your feelings. I’m sorry.” “Lady Tilea... To lower your head to somebody like me... F-, For the numerous acts of insolence, please forgive me.” Orty lowered his head deeply and apologized. Yeah. It looks like he’s reflected. In that case, I guess I’ll forget that he tried to attack me. And in light of his feelings for Timu, once, just this once, I’ll overlook everything and forgive him. As they say, “rain hardens the earth” I guess. Looks like I somehow put things in order. Timu and Pervert (Nielsen) still seem to have bad blood with Orty, but I’ve managed to calm them down for now. Orty’s friends still looked nervous, but after Orty and I made-up, they seemed relieved. Now then, what’s left? I’m worried about Jessica, so should I head to Headquarters? It was one of my acquaintances who did something stupid, so I need to follow it up. Just as I was thinking that, “Lady Tilea, good news. It appears that Remilia has not yet escaped from her capture.” Orty’s friend told me something outrageous. And then, I looked at what they were carrying in. There, laying down was... Of all things, a beautiful elf, bound up in rope. GAHOH-! R-, Remilia!? WHYY? WHY ARE YOU THERE!? S-, Speaking of which, Orty did mention something about capturing Remilia, didn’t he. I’ll bet that Remilia was injured in a fight with demons, and after he found her collapsed, he took advantage of it to tie her up. This is exactly why chuunibyou are impossible to handle. Ababababa, are these guys ultimate idiots? It’s just one thing after another. To abduct a VIP of the Capital, don’t you guys even understand just what a crazy thing you’ve done!?	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 10, "inserted_lines_trg": 3 }
実は僕の口を使って行うあることが金になるんですよ普段は都会の小さなバーとか路上が舞台だだから会場の雰囲気は違うけどまずはちょっとやって見せましょういきますよ (ビートボックス) それではもう1曲懐かしい名曲です (拍手) 取り戻そう戻ろうあの頃へ (ビートボックス「ビリー・ジーン」) ビリー・ジーンは俺の恋人じゃないアイツが勝手に俺を恋人だと言っているだけ子どもだって俺とは関係ない (拍手) みなさんどうもありがとう TEDx 改めてビートボクサーのトム・サムです実はみなさんが今聞いた音はすべて僕の声なんです他の音はありません証明しましょうほらねこのマイクにはまったく― タネも仕掛けもありません調子が出てきたぞ (拍手) 何にでも拍手してもらえて嬉しいな母さん! ついにやったよ! 僕は今最高に幸せです同じ才能があってもこれを仕事にできない人もいる僕は人間離れした声の代表ですまだ市場規模が小さくて仕事が少ないんですよ特に僕の故郷はねブリスベンは住むには最高ですおお! 街中の人が来てるようだ僕はブリスベン出身です住みやすい街ですよでも率直に言うと南半球の文化の中心ではないんですだから僕の仕事は街の外むしろ― 国外が中心です僕はこの仕事に熱中したおかげで見られたんです世界中の素晴らしい場所をねだからみなさんに僕の経験を共有したいそれでは皆様世界旅行へ出発です大地を越えて音で世界を旅しましょう出発地はオーストラリア中部の砂漠です (先住民の楽器ディジュリドゥ) インド (ビートボックス) (インドの弦楽器シタール) 中国 (中国の弦楽器古筝) (ビートボックス) ドイツ (ビートボックス) さあパーティーだいよいよ次は最後の目的地ですでもその前に新技術をお見せしますブリスベンから持参しましたこれはカオスパッドという機械です僕の声に様々な効果を加えられるんですまずはこの左の機械これを使うと声がよく響くようになりますそして僕の声に... 雰囲気が出る次はこっちの機械色々な音を録音して組み合わせることができますドラムマシンのように僕の声を録音してこのボタンを押すと再生できます TEDx (拍手) 時間を持て余してしまったのでねでは最後はこれ僕の右側にある機械です僕の声を繰り返し繰り返し― 再生しますこれらの機械すべてを駆使して皆さんをお連れしますのは完全なる別世界シドニー・オペラ・ハウスを街のジャズ・バーに変えてみせますでは聞いてくださいみなさんに僕の分身を紹介します一流のベーシスト “スモーキー・ジェファーソン”ですそれではみなさん最後に本日のメインイベント有名なジャズの奏者の登場です音楽好きもジャズ好きも温かい拍手をお願いします “ピーピング・トム”がラストを飾ります (拍手) どうもありがとう	Basically, I use my mouth in strange ways in exchange for cash. I usually do this kind of thing in seedy downtown bars and on street corners, so this mightn't be the most appropriate setting, but I'd like to give you guys a bit of a demonstration about what I do. And now, for my next number, I'd like to return to the classics. We're going to take it back, way back, back into time. ♫ Billie Jean is not my lover ♫ ♫ She's just a girl who claims that I am the one ♫ ♫ But the kid is not my son ♫ All right. Wassup. Thank you very much, TEDx. If you guys haven't figured it out already, my name's Tom Thum, and I'm a beatboxer, which means all the sounds that you just heard were made entirely using just my voice, and the only thing was my voice. And I can assure you there are absolutely no effects on this microphone whatsoever. And I'm very, very stoked — You guys are just applauding for everything. It's great. Look at this, Mom! I made it! I'm very, very stoked to be here today, representing my kinfolk and all those that haven't managed to make a career out of an innate ability for inhuman noisemaking. Because it is a bit of a niche market, and there's not much work going on, especially where I'm from. You know, I'm from Brisbane, which is a great city to live in. Yeah! All right! Most of Brisbane's here. That's good. You know, I'm from Brizzy, which is a great city to live in, but let's be honest -- it's not exactly the cultural hub of the Southern Hemisphere. So I do a lot of my work outside Brisbane and outside Australia, and so the pursuit of this crazy passion of mine has enabled me to see so many amazing places in the world. So I'd like to share with you, if I may, my experiences. So ladies and gentlemen, I would like to take you on a journey throughout the continents and throughout sound itself. We start our journey in the central deserts. India. China. Germany. Party, party, yeah. And before we reach our final destination, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to share with you some technology that I brought all the way from the thriving metropolis of Brisbane. These things in front of me here are called Kaoss Pads, and they allow me to do a whole lot of different things with my voice. For example, the one on the left here allows me to add a little bit of reverb to my sound, which gives me that -- -- flavor. And the other ones here, I can use them in unison to mimic the effect of a drum machine or something like that. I can sample in my own sounds and I can play it back just by hitting the pads here. TEDx. I got way too much time on my hands. And last but not least, the one on my right here allows me to loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop my voice. So with all that in mind, ladies and gentlemen, I would like to take you on a journey to a completely separate part of Earth as I transform the Sydney Opera House into a smoky downtown jazz bar. All right boys, take it away. Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to a very special friend of mine, one of the greatest double bassists I know. Mr. Smokey Jefferson, let's take it for a walk. Come on, baby. All right, ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to the star of the show, one of the greatest jazz legends of our time. Music lovers and jazz lovers alike, please give a warm hand of applause for the one and only Mr. Peeping Tom. Take it away. Thank you. Thank you very much.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
ミレニアム開発目標といいますこの目標の良いところは 8つ定義されているところです 8つの目標がそれぞれあり、全世界の人々が良い生活を送るために何が必要で、何を変えていかなくてはいけないのか、国連が示したのですご覧ください、貧困の撲滅、教育、ジェンダー、幼児死亡率、妊婦の健康、感染症の防止、環境保護、援助から貿易までのさまざまな面での国と国との連携が必要になりますこの開発目標の良いところの二つ目はどの目標も数値化されているところです幼児死亡率を見てみましょう目的は幼児死亡率の削減で、 1990年から2015年の間に 2/3にすることです年4パーセントの削減ですこの数値化によって、口先だけの政策論議と実際の国民の生活向上という重要な仕事とを区別することができるのです喜ばしいことにすでに報告書にあるとおり多くの国でアジアも、中東も、ラテンアメリカも、東ヨーロッパも、幼児死亡率が低下しつつあるのです大国ブラジルであっても、5%の低下ですトルコでは7%の低下ですとても良いことです一方で、「アフリカでは進展がない、アフリカでは何が起きているのか知る術の統計すら存在しない」と言う人もいますどちらも間違っていることをお見せしましょうさあ、すてきな統計の世界を覗いてみましょう私はChildMortality.orgというページを作りましたこのページでは世界中の国における 5歳未満の子供の死亡数を掲示しています国連の専門家による数値ですたとえばケニアを見てみましょうこれがケニアのデータですあわてないで、おちついて、ちゃんと説明していきますよ大学で統計学が嫌いだった方にはこれは不快かもしれませんねとはいえ、最初にこのようなグラフの点を見て、気になることがあるでしょうこのデータはどこから来たのか? このデータの元は何か? ケニアでは、医者あるいは専門家が子供の死亡に立会い、死亡診断書を発行し統計局に届け出るように、機能しているものだろうか? だめです、ケニアのような低所得国ではそのような組織はまだありませんあったとしても、十分に機能していませんというのも家庭内での死亡が多くて家族が立ち会うだけで記録されていないのですこのような不完全なシステムに頼ることなく、私たちは聞き取り調査を行いました高度な専門家である女性が面談したのですアフリカの女性一人ひとりに一時間ずつかけてその人が生んだ子供のことを尋ねたのです何人子供を生みましたか? 皆さん生きてますか? 死んだとしたら、何年に何歳で死んだのですか? このように、何千人もの女性を対象に聞き取り調査を行いましたその結果をまとめて、人口保健調査結果として発行したのですしかしこの調査は費用がかかりますそのため3年から5年に一度しかできませんとはいえ良い精度の数値が得られますこれが限界ですこの色のついた線が調査結果です調査ごとに色がわけてありますこの話は複雑なため、単純にします調査結果の平均値をみましょうこれが1977年、1988年、 1992年、1997年、そして2002年です国連の専門家がこの調査結果を彼らのデータベースに入力し、数学の公式を使って導き出した予測はこのような曲線です見てください、この点に最も近い曲線ですしかし、注意してください予測は、あくまで過去の結果を結んで未来へ延長したものです国連はケニアの2008年幼児死亡率を 128と予測しました。恐ろしいことに 90年代に入ってケニアでは幼児死亡率が増加してしまったのです悲惨なことですしかし、6月になって私のところに人口保健調査のメールがとどきましたケニアの良いデータでしたとてもうれしかったこれが新しい調査結果に基づく予測です 3か月かかりましたが、国連がサーバーにデータをいれました先週の金曜日です、新しい予測曲線が見られます幼児死亡率が低下しましたどうです、いいでしょう、ねえまさしくその金曜日、私はPCの前にいて死亡率が128から84に低下した曲線を朝から見ていましたお祝いですさて、傾向をつかむときにどうやって進捗を計るべきでしょうかくわしく見ていきましょう国連ではこのようにしています 1990年から初めて、2009年のデータです「0.9%で進歩が無い」と言われましたこれはフェアではない私も教授ですから、申し上げる権利があるでしょうこのようなやり方です 10年あれば、傾向をつかむには十分です二つの調査結果です、何が起きているかわかるでしょう 2.4%でしたもし、ケニアの保健省で働いていたなら、この二つをつなげてみます申し上げたいことは、幼児死亡率を知っているということです最近の動向を知っていますミレニアム開発目標のため詳しく調べたのですアフリカにとってとても重要なことですが、 90年代は最悪でしたケニアに限らず、アフリカ全土で HIV感染がピークでした新しいマラリアの薬品が届くまで、古いマラリアの薬による副作用がありましたその後、蚊帳を使うようになりましたまた、社会経済的問題がありましたが、今ではかなり解決しつつありますこの平均値をみてくださいサハラ以南のアフリカの平均です国連では 1.8%の低下としています理論的なように見えますが、それほど理論的なわけではありませんご存知のとおり経済学者はお金が好きですお金を儲けて、もっともっと増やすことが好きです経済の年間成長率を%で計算します私たちは公衆衛生が専門で、子供の死亡が大嫌いです子供の死亡をもっと、ずっと減らしていきたい年に何%低下したか計算します同じように%で表されますもし経済成長が4%なら、子供の死亡率も4%減ってもよいでしょう国民がちゃんと関心をもち、リソースを何に使うかちゃんと把握しさえすれば。この19年間の統計はフェアといえるでしょうか? 経済学者なら決してしないことです私なら二つの期間に分けてみます 90年代は、ほんの1.2%でしたほんの1.2% いまではセカンドギアに変速しましたアフリカはローギアからセカンドギアに変速しつつありますしかし、それであってもアフリカを正しく表現しているとは言えません平均値だからですアフリカの幼児死亡率低下スピードの平均ですこの、私のグラフをご覧くださいここです縦軸は1000人当たりの幼児死亡数横軸は西暦年です MDGよりも広い視点で紹介します 50年前から始めますアフリカの多くの国が独立し始めた頃ですコンゴをみてください、こんなに高い、ガーナは低い、ケニアはさらに低い時代が変わるとどのようなことが起きるか見てみましょう、さあ始めます独立して、リテラシーが向上しますワクチン接種も始まります、天然痘を撲滅しました衛生状態も向上しました、物事が良い方向に向かっていますしかし80年代に入って、ここを見てくださいコンゴでは内戦が起きましたこのようにレベルが落ちましたガーナは急速に向上しましたケニアでは反動があります、ガーナではありませんケニアもガーナもともに低下していますコンゴだけは取り残されていますこれが今の世界です見てのとおり、進歩が無い国と急速な進歩をする国との平均を取ることは意味が無いのです時代は変わりましたサハラ以南のアフリカを一地域として捉えることはやめましょう国によってかなり違いがありますヨーロッパをひとつの場所だと扱わないことと同様にアフリカもひとつの場所だと認識してはいけませんギリシャ経済とスウェーデン経済とでは大きく違うことは、みなさんご存知ですよねすべての国が、どんな政策を取るかで評価されるのですもう少し広い視点で見てみましょう私の国、スウェーデンです 1800年は、ここでした私たちは何を間違っていたのか、おかしなことをしていました子供の死亡率が高ったにも関わらず子供の人口統計は正確にとっていたのですとてもおかしなことですスウェーデンでは、子供の死亡について何ら対策を講じなかったにもかかわらず統計だけはちゃんととっていましたそして、この期間は、飢餓の年でしたこの年は最悪でした、国民はスウェーデンに見切りをつけました私の祖先は、アメリカに移住しました結局、すぐに、スウェーデンはもっとより良くなったのですここで教育が良くなり、医療サービスもできました幼児死亡率も下がりました戦争を経験することもなく、スウェーデンはずっと平和でした。しかしご覧ください、スウェーデンにおける削減スピードは速くはありませんでしたスウェーデンではスタートが早かったから幼児死亡率の削減もできたのです初等教育を1842年に始めましたその結果、すばらしい影響がありました一世代後に女性の識字率が向上したのですいま行っている投資は、長期間にわたるものだと理解しておくべきですほんの5年ではありません長期間の投資なのですスウェーデンはミレニアム開発目標に到達していません計算したところ3.1パーセントでした脱線してしまいましたね、これがスウェーデンですそれほど興味はないでしょう他の国には、私たち以上に良くなってほしい。事実、そうなりつつあります。タイを見てみましょうよくやっています、1960年代での高い死亡率から始まって、スウェーデンと同じぐらいの幼児死亡率に低下しました他にもエジプトがあります公衆衛生における隠れた大成功ですエジプトは1960年にここですコンゴよりも悪かったナイル川デルタ地帯は子供にとってひどい場所でした下痢、マラリア、無数の問題がありましたその後、アスワンダムが作られ、家庭に電気が届きました教育も進みましたプライマリ・ヘルス・ケアが宣言されこのように、死亡率は低下しました安全な水が飲めるようなり、マラリアを撲滅しましたまさしく成功そのものですミレニアム開発目標における幼児死亡率の削減は、現実的に可能なものですすばらしいことに現在のガーナでは達成していますエジプトでは最速で成し遂げましたケニアは今、加速していますここでは問題がありますここの国では問題があって、削減が進んでいませんでは、より広く捉えた全体像をごらんいただきましょう幼児死亡率に関する大きな全体の動きですこのグラフで相関をみていただきます縦軸には、幼児死亡率をとります縦軸に幼児死亡率です横軸には家族の人数をとります幼児死亡率と家族数との相関をみてください女性一人に子供が、1、2、3、4、女性一人に6、7、8人の子供です 1960年に戻ります 50年前です一つ一つの丸が国です色は、大陸ごとにつけました紺色はサハラ以南のアフリカです丸の大きさは人口ですここの国は、途上国と呼ばれています高い幼児死亡率、とても高い死亡率です家族数も6から8です一方で、こちら側にいる国は西洋諸国と呼ばれています幼児死亡率が低くて、家族数も少ない何がおきるでしょうか皆さんの目でよくご覧になってください幼児死亡率の低下と家族数の減少との相関を何も準備は要りません見るだけで結構ですこれが現実に起きたことです、はじめますよ死亡率が減ります、天然痘の撲滅教育の向上医療サービスここに集まります、中国は西洋諸国のところに入りますほらブラジルも西洋諸国に入ってきましたインドも接近中です、アフリカの最初の国が西洋諸国に入りましたたくさん隣人が引っ越してきました長寿命の国へようこそいらっしゃい、全人類がここに集まってほしいものですこれが新しいビジョンです見てください、アフリカの最初の国が入ってきましたこれが現在です西洋諸国も、途上国も、今では関係ないのですこれは、金曜日に出たばかりの国連の報告書です「子どもの死亡率の推移」、とても良い内容ですこのページを除いてはこのページは最悪です国をカテゴリーで分類しています途上国と書かれているのは、次のような国です途上国:大韓民国えぇ? サムスンの国ですよ、どうして途上国なのでしょうかシンガポールもあります世界で最も幼児死亡率が低い国ですスウェーデンを5年前に追い越しましたそれでも途上国扱いですカタールもありますアルジャジーラもあり最も裕福な国ですなぜこのような国が途上国といえるのでしょうかこれはゴミです残りの部分は大丈夫です、良い内容ですデータに合う新しい考え方を持たなくてはなりませんすべての国がここに集ってくることをよく理解しなくてはなりませんこの関係は重要です見てください、アフリカですこれがアフリカ諸国です幼児死亡率の減少と家族数の減少との関係がわかりますアフリカにあっても同じです何が起きているか明白でしょうシアトルにある保健指標・評価研究所から金曜日に発表された研究結果によると、幼児死亡率を約50%削減することが可能とのことです女性への教育によって女の子が学校に行き、 15年から20年がたちその結果がでるのですだから私たちは長期間の展望が必要なのですとはいえ10年間ごとに統計をとりますこのすべての国で幼児死亡率を低下させることは可能ですそして、ここに集まってくるのです私たちみんなが一緒に生きていくようにもちろん、幼児死亡率の低下は人道的な面では、最重要課題です今、話題にしているのは、子供のまともな生活ですしかし、未来の全人類への戦略的投資でもありますなぜなら、環境問題でもあるからです環境を制御することはできません恐ろしい天候破壊を逃れることもできません全世界の人口を安定させなくては。それをはっきりさせましょうそのためには、幼児死亡率を下げ、女性の教育がもたらす家族計画へつなげましょう必ず可能です、やりましょうご清聴ありがとうございました	They're called Millennium Development Goals. And the reason I really like these goals is that there are eight of them. And by specifying eight different goals, the United Nations has said that there are so many things needed to change in a country in order to get the good life for people. Look here -- you have to end poverty, education, gender, child and maternal health, control infections, protect the environment and get the good global links between nations in every aspect from aid to trade. There's a second reason I like these development goals, and that is because each and every one is measured. Take child mortality; the aim here is to reduce child mortality from 1990 to 2015. That's a four percent reduction per year -- and this, with measuring. That's what makes the difference between political talking like this and really going for the important thing, a better life for people. And what I'm so happy about with this is that we have already documented that there are many countries in Asia, in the Middle East, in Latin America and East Europe that [are] reducing with this rate. And even mighty Brazil is going down with five percent per year, and Turkey with seven percent per year. So there's good news. But then I hear people saying, "There is no progress in Africa. And there's not even statistics on Africa to know what is happening." I'll prove them wrong on both points. Come with me to the wonderful world of statistics. I bring you to the webpage, ChildMortality.org, where you can take deaths in children below five years of age for all countries -- it's done by U.N. specialists. And I will take Kenya as an example. Here you see the data. Don't panic -- don't panic now, I'll help you through this. It looks nasty, like in college when you didn't like statistics. But first thing, when you see dots like this, you have to ask yourself: from where do the data come? What is the origin of the data? Is it so that in Kenya, there are doctors and other specialists who write the death certificate at the death of the child and it's sent to the statistical office? No -- low-income countries like Kenya still don't have that level of organization. It exists, but it's not complete because so many deaths occur in the home with the family, and it's not registered. What we rely on is not an incomplete system. We have interviews, we have surveys. And this is highly professional female interviewers who sit down for one hour with a woman and ask her about [her] birth history. How many children did you have? Are they alive? If they died, at what age and what year? And then this is done in a representative sample of thousands of women in the country and put together in what used to be called a demographic health survey report. But these surveys are costly, so they can only be done [in] three- to five-year intervals. But they have good quality. So this is a limitation. And all these colored lines here are results; each color is one survey. But that's too complicated for today, so I'll simplify it for you, and I give you one average point for each survey. This was 1977, 1988, 1992, '97 and 2002. And when the experts in the U.N. have got these surveys in place in their database, then they use advanced mathematical formulas to produce a trend line, and the trend line looks like this. See here -- it's the best fit they can get of this point. But watch out -- they continue the line beyond the last point out into nothing. And they estimated that in 2008, Kenya had per child mortality of 128. And I was sad, because we could see this reversal in Kenya with an increased child mortality in the 90s. It was so tragic. But in June, I got a mail in my inbox from Demographic Health Surveys, and it showed good news from Kenya. I was so happy. This was the estimate of the new survey. Then it just took another three months for [the] U.N. to get it into their server, and on Friday we got the new trend line -- it was down here. Isn't it nice -- isn't it nice, yeah? I was actually, on Friday, sitting in front of my computer, and I saw the death rate fall from 128 to 84 just that morning. So we celebrated. But now, when you have this trend line, how do we measure progress? I'm going into some details here, because [the] U.N. do it like this. They start [in] 1990 -- they measure to 2009. They say, "0.9 percent, no progress." That's unfair. As a professor, I think I have the right to propose something differently. I would say, at least do this -- 10 years is enough to follow the trend. It's two surveys, and you can see what's happening now. They have 2.4 percent. Had I been in the Ministry of Health in Kenya, I may have joined these two points. So what I'm telling you is that we know the child mortality. We have a decent trend. It's coming into some tricky things then when we are measuring MDGs. And the reason here for Africa is especially important, because '90s was a bad decade, not only in Kenya, but across Africa. The HIV epidemic peaked. There was resistance for the old malaria drugs, until we got the new drugs. We got, later, the mosquito netting. And there was socio-economic problems, which are now being solved at a much better scale. So look at the average here -- this is the average for all of sub-Saharan Africa. And [the] U.N. says it's a reduction with 1.8 percent. Now this sounds a little theoretical, but it's not so theoretical. You know, these economists, they love money, they want more and more of it, they want it to grow. So they calculate the percent annual growth rate of [the] economy. We in public health, we hate child death, so we want less and less and less of child deaths. So we calculate the percent reduction per year, but it's sort of the same percentage. If your economy grows with four percent, you ought to reduce child mortality four percent; if it's used well and people are really involved and can get the use of the resources in the way they want it. So is this fair now to measure this over 19 years? An economist would never do that. I have just divided it into two periods. In the 90s, only 1.2 percent, only 1.2 percent. Whereas now, second gear -- it's like Africa had first gear, now they go into second gear. But even this is not a fair representation of Africa, because it's an average, it's an average speed of reduction in Africa. And look here when I take you into my bubble graphs. Still here, child death per 1,000 on that axis. Here we have [the] year. And I'm now giving you a wider picture than the MDG. I start 50 years ago when Africa celebrated independence in most countries. I give you Congo, which was high, Ghana -- lower. And Kenya -- even lower. And what has happened over the years since then? Here we go. You can see, with independence, literacy improved and vaccinations started, smallpox was eradicated, hygiene was improved, and things got better. But then, in the '80s, watch out here. Congo got into civil war, and they leveled off here. Ghana got very ahead, fast. This was the backlash in Kenya, and Ghana bypassed, but then Kenya and Ghana go down together -- still a standstill in Congo. That's where we are today. You can see it doesn't make sense to make an average of this zero improvement and this very fast improvement. Time has come to stop thinking about sub-Saharan Africa as one place. Their countries are so different, and they merit to be recognized in the same way, as we don't talk about Europe as one place. I can tell you that the economy in Greece and Sweden are very different -- everyone knows that. And they are judged, each country, on how they are doing. So let me show the wider picture. My country, Sweden: 1800, we were up there. What a strange personality disorder we must have, counting the children so meticulously in spite of a high child death rate. It's very strange. It's sort of embarrassing. But we had that habit in Sweden, you know, that we counted all the child deaths, even if we didn't do anything about it. And then, you see, these were famine years. These were bad years, and people got fed up with Sweden. My ancestors moved to the United States. And eventually, soon they started to get better and better here. And here we got better education, and we got health service, and child mortality came down. We never had a war; Sweden was in peace all this time. But look, the rate of lowering in Sweden was not fast. Sweden achieved a low child mortality because we started early. We had primary school actually started in 1842. And then you get that wonderful effect when we got female literacy one generation later. You have to realize that the investments we do in progress are long-term investments. It's not about just five years -- it's long-term investments. And Sweden never reached [the] Millennium Development Goal rate, 3.1 percent when I calculated. So we are off track -- that's what Sweden is. But you don't talk about it so much. We want others to be better than we were, and indeed, others have been better. Let me show you Thailand, see what a success story, Thailand from the 1960s -- how they went down here and reached almost the same child mortality levels as Sweden. And I'll give you another story -- Egypt, the most hidden, glorious success in public health. Egypt was up here in 1960, higher than Congo. The Nile Delta was a misery for children with diarrheal disease and malaria and a lot of problems. And then they got the Aswan Dam. They got electricity in their homes, they increased education and they got primary health care. And down they went, you know. And they got safer water, they eradicated malaria. And isn't it a success story. Millennium Development Goal rates for child mortality is fully possible. And the good thing is that Ghana today is going with the same rate as Egypt did at its fastest. Kenya is now speeding up. Here we have a problem. We have a severe problem in countries which are at a standstill. Now, let me now bring you to a wider picture, a wider picture of child mortality. I'm going to show you the relationship between child mortality on this axis here -- this axis here is child mortality -- and here I have the family size. The relationship between child mortality and family size. One, two, three, four children per woman: six, seven, eight children per woman. This is, once again, 1960 -- 50 years ago. Each bubble is a country -- the color, you can see, a continent. The dark blue here is sub-Saharan Africa. And the size of the bubble is the population. And these are the so-called "developing" countries. They had high, or very high, child mortality and family size, six to eight. And the ones over there, they were so-called Western countries. They had low child mortality and small families. What has happened? What I want you [to do] now is to see with your own eyes the relation between fall in child mortality and decrease in family size. I just want not to have any room for doubt -- you have to see that for yourself. This is what happened. Now I start the world. Here we come down with the eradication of smallpox, better education, health service. It got down there -- China comes into the Western box here. And here Brazil is in the Western Box. India is approaching. The first African countries coming into the Western box, and we get a lot a new neighbors. Welcome to a decent life. Come on. We want everyone down there. This is the vision we have, isn't it. And look now, the first African countries here are coming in. There we are today. as a "Western world" and "developing world." This is the report from [the] U.N., which came out on Friday. It's very good -- "Levels and Trends in Child Mortality" -- except this page. This page is very bad; it's a categorization of countries. It labels "developing countries," -- I can read from the list here -- developing countries: Republic of Korea -- South Korea. Huh? They get Samsung, how can they be [a] developing country? They have here Singapore. They have the lowest child mortality in the world, Singapore. They bypassed Sweden five years ago, and they are labeled a developing country. They have here Qatar. It's the richest country in the world with Al Jazeera. How the heck could they be [a] developing country? This is crap. The rest here is good -- the rest is good. We have to have a modern concept, which fits to the data. And we have to realize that we are all going to into this, down to here. What is the importance now with the relations here. Look -- even if we look in Africa -- these are the African countries. You can clearly see the relation with falling child mortality and decreasing family size, even within Africa. It's very clear that this is what happens. And a very important piece of research came out on Friday from the Institute of Health Metrics and Evaluation in Seattle showing that almost 50 percent of the fall in child mortality can be attributed to female education. That is, when we get girls in school, we'll get an impact 15 to 20 years later, which is a secular trend which is very strong. That's why we must have that long-term perspective, but we must measure the impact over 10-year periods. It's fully possible to get child mortality down in all of these countries and to get them down in the corner where we all would like to live together. And of course, lowering child mortality is a matter of utmost importance from humanitarian aspects. It's a decent life for children, we are talking about. But it is also a strategic investment in the future of all mankind, because it's about the environment. We will not be able to manage the environment and avoid the terrible climate crisis if we don't stabilize the world population. Let's be clear about that. And the way to do that, that is to get child mortality down, get access to family planning and behind that drive female education. And that is fully possible. Let's do it. Thank you very much.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
俺たちはゴランを先頭に、王都を走る。俺とエリックはあまり目立たないほうがいい。だから、深くフードをかぶり、顔を仮面で隠しておいた。「ケーテも顔を隠さなくていいのか?」「なぜだ?」「気にしないなら、それでいい」俺たちの後ろをケーテが走ってついてくる。さすがは竜族。人型になっても身体能力が高い。遅れずについてくる。王都の門に中、衛兵が立っている。走る俺たちを見て、衛兵は驚いたようだ。声をかけられる。「モートン卿、どうなされたのですか?」「非公式の緊急クエストってやつだ。通してくれ」「了解いたしました」さすがはギルドのグランドマスターである。問い詰められることもなく、王都の外に出ることができた。「そろそろ、戻ってもよいか?」ケーテは王都を出てすぐに竜に戻ろうとしたので、たしなめる。王都からも街道からも距離をとってから、足を止めた。「ケーテ、そろそろ竜になっても大丈夫だ」「お、そうか?」もぞもぞと、ケーテは服を脱ぎ始めた。「お、おい。なぜ脱ぐ」「脱がなければ、服が破けるであろう! もったいない」何のためらいもなく全裸になったケーテは大きく深呼吸すると、竜に戻った。「なんと立派な竜であろうか」「ああ、すげーな」エリックとゴランは感心していた。確かにケーテは立派なドラゴンなのだ。ケーテは、右手で後頭部辺りをわしわしする。竜のくせにやけに仕草が人間臭い。「そんなことより、早く我が背に乗るがよい」「お邪魔します」ゴランとエリックも飛び乗る。「では、行くぞ」ケーテは一気に飛び上がる。そしてすぐに加速を始めた。「一日も竜の背に乗ることになるとは」「ぎゃっぎゃっぎゃ! 我も日に二度も人を乗せることになると思わなかったぞ」午前中は、ニアたちが一緒だった。だからケーテは加減していたのだろう。今の方が倍近く速くなっている。向かい風が凄い。しがみつくので精いっぱいだ。『ケーテ、速いな!』大声で怒鳴っても聞こえないと判断したので初めて会った時、ケーテは火炎ブレスを使っていた。それに魔装機械との戦いでも火炎ブレスを使ったと言っていた。当然、俺は火竜だと思っていた。『ぎゃっぎゃっぎゃ! 我は風竜である。だから速いのだ!』機嫌よくケーテは飛んでいく。エリックもゴランも、顔を引きつらせて鱗にしがみついていた。「ついたのだぞ。遠くに見えるであろう?」ケーテは滞空しながら、前方を指さした。ものすごく速く飛んでくれたおかげで、あっという間に目的地に到着した。「......王都からの距離はどのくらいだ?」「わからねえ」「あの山脈を見ろ。あれは竜の山脈だろう」「なら、王都から徒歩? ぐらいか?」そんなことを話しながら、エリックとゴラン、そして自分にもはや夕暮れ時。裸眼で遠くにあるものを観察するのは難しい。暗視魔法を通してみると、ケーテの宮殿というのがよく見えた。標高の高い山が連なっている。その中でも特に高い二つの山の頂上をつなぐようにして、なだらかな稜線がみえた。そこに大きめの丘のような、半球状の建造物が建っていた。エリックの王宮よりも広くて高い。入口の扉らしきものが周囲に転がっている。頑丈そうな金属の扉の残骸である。その周囲をの金属製の蜘蛛のようなものが歩いていた。見える範囲には三体いた。「......あれが魔装機械であるか」「あの動いている奴だな? かなり大きくて強そうじゃねーか」「そうである。火炎ブレスが効かないのだ」「ケーテは風竜なんだろう?」「そうだぞ」「なぜ風のブレスを使わなかったんだ?」ケーテは少し黙った。「......だって、我の風のブレスはかなり強いのだ」火炎ブレスであれほどの威力だったのだ。本来の自属性である風のブレスなら、威力ははるかに高くなる。「我の家がめちゃくちゃになってしまうのだ」「......それは、たしかに大変だな」ケーテの気持ちはわかるが、今はそんなことを気にしている場合ではない。「とはいえ、魔装機械は強いんだろう? なら片づけを手伝ってやるから、暴風ブレスを頼む」「えっ?」「えっ? じゃないぞ。敵の数はかなり多いんだろう? ならそれが早い」「......遺跡部分が壊れたら困るのだ」そう言われたら強要しにくい。「じゃあ、俺がおとりになって、敵をケーテの家から引っ張り出すから。そこに最強ブレスを頼む」「だ、だが......」「それなら、ケーテの家は壊れないだろう?」「大丈夫だろう」ケーテの火炎ブレスはかなり強力だった。いくらでも対処できる。「ほ、ほんとに大丈夫か? ロック、死なぬか?」「安心しろ。それほどやわではない」「ほんとに、死ぬなよ? 死んだら嫌であるからな!」「安心しろ。死なないから、手加減はするなよ」「頼んだ。もう少し近づいて、高度を落としてくれ。俺が宮殿に突っ込んで引っ張ってくる」エリックが不安そうに言う。「手伝えることはあるか?」ゴランも真剣な表情だ。「ケーテのブレスを受けたことがある俺が適任だ」エリックとゴランはとても強い。だが、単独での生き残り能力は俺が一番だ。防御能力も一番だと思う。「エリックとゴランは、ケーテの暴風ブレスの後に突っ込んでくれ」「気を付けるんだぞ」俺は高度を下げたケーテの背から飛び降りた。	Goran was in the lead as we ran. Me and Eric were trying to avoid drawing any attention. And so we had hoods pulled over our faces and wore masks. “Don’t you have to cover your face too, Kathe?” “Why?” Kathe was running behind us. As expected from a dragon, she was very powerful even when in human form. She had no trouble keeping up. There were guards standing watch at the gates all day long. They saw us running and looked surprised as they called after us. “Lord Morton. Has something happened?” “An unofficial emergency quest, that’s what it is. Let us through.” “Understood.” That’s the grand master of the guild for you. We were able to leave the city without further questioning. “Can I go back to normal now?” Kathe tried to return to being a dragon as soon as we were out, so I remonstrated her. We didn’t stop running until we were well away from the main road. “Kathe, you can turned into a dragon now.” “Oh, really?” Kathe started to take off her clothes. “Hey, why are you taking your clothes off?” “Because they will rip! That would be a waste.” Kathe then took in a deep breath and transformed into a dragon. “What a great dragon.” “Aye, amazing.” Eric and Goran sounded impressed. Yes, Kathe was an impressive dragon. Kathe scratched the back of her head with her claws. She had oddly human gestures for a dragon. “But more importantly, hurry up and get on my back.” “Excuse me.” Goran and Eric also jumped up onto her back. “Now, let’s go.” Kathe quickly rose into the air and accelerated forward. “I didn’t expect to ride on a dragon twice today.” “Gahahaha! And I didn’t think I’d be giving humans a ride twice today.” Nia was with us during the morning, and so Kathe had not been flying so fast. Now she was going at double that speed. The wind blew against us hard. I could do nothing but hold on for dear life. “Kathe, this is too fast!” I decided that shouting would be of no use, so I used Telepathy magic. Kathe used fire breath when we first met her. And she also talked about using it when fighting the machines. So of course, I would assume she was a fire dragon. “Gahahaha! I am a Wind Dragon. That is why I am fast!” Kathe flew happily. Eric and Goran were also gritting their teeth and clutching to her scales. “We have arrived. Can you see it from here?” Kathe pointed as she hovered in the air. As she was flying so incredibly fast, it did not take long to reach our destination. “...How far is it from the capital?” “I don’t know.” “Look at those mountains. Isn’t this the dragon mountain range?” “Then it should be three days by foot? I think?” “Yes.” As we talked like this, I cast Night Vision magic on myself and Eric and Goran. It was already evening, which made it hard to see far away with the naked eye. With the help of Night Vision, I could clearly see Kathe’s palace. There were a series of very high mountains. And the two tallest mountains were connected by a smooth ridgeline. And on that ridge was a building that looked like a hill or half sphere. It was wider and taller than Eric’s palace. Pieces of what appeared to be a door were scattered everywhere. It was the remains of what had been a very strong iron door. And around it walked spider-like creatures that had four legs and were made of metal. I could see three of them. “...Are those the magic machines?” “Those moving things? They seem very large and powerful.” “Yes. My fire breath did nothing.” “But, you’re a Wind Dragon, right?” “So why not use wind breath?” Kathe fell silent for a moment. “...Because, my wind breath is very strong.” Considering how powerful her fire breath was. As her real attribute was wind, it should be even stronger. “It would completely wreck my poor house.” “...Ah, that would be a lot of trouble.” I understood how she felt, but it really did not seem like the time to care about such things. “But these magic machines are really strong, right? Why don’t you just use your wind breath, and we can help you clean up afterward?” “What?” “Don’t act so surprised. There are many of them in there, right? We should do this quickly.” “...But I don’t want to destroy parts of the ruin.” Well, I guess we couldn’t force her to do it. “Alright. I will lure them out of your house. Then you can use your breath.” “But...but...” “Your house won’t be destroyed that way, right?” “Don’t worry about that.” Kathe’s fire breath had been quite strong. There were many things I could do to prepare. “You will be fine then? You won’t die, Locke?” “Don’t worry. I’m not that weak.” “You better not die! I would not like that!” “I’ll be fine. I won’t die. So don’t hold back.” “Good. Now get a little closer and descend. I’ll charge in there and draw them out.” Eric looked worried. “Anything I can do?” Goran looked serious. “I should do it, since I was hit by Kathe’s breath before.” Eric and Goran were very strong. But when alone, I had the highest chance of survival. I was pretty sure that I also had the best defense ability. “Eric and Goran. I want you two to charge in after Kathe unleashes her breath.” “Alright.” “You be careful.” And with that, I jumped off of Kathe’s back.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 19, "inserted_lines_trg": 15 }
「必要な食材は『森の聖弓』を通して明日には届くよ。それで、驚いたことに欲しいと思っていた調味料の醤油があったんだよ!」キシャナが商業ギルドから戻ってくると、興奮してシェーナに異世界にはないと思っていた調味料を報告する。醤油を注文する者は珍しく、商業ギルドで試供品の醤油を配っていた生産者のエルフを見つけると、キシャナは注文書に大量の食材と醤油を買い付けた。キシャナは試供品の醤油をチラつかせると、ある料理の提案をする。「醤油や米があれば、私達が学生時代に世話になった牛丼を作ろう」「ああ、最後に食べたのは部活帰りのチェーン店だったな」シェーナはいつもオプションで生卵を牛丼に混ぜて、すき焼き風味にして食べるのが好きで、キシャナは紅ショウガと汁を多く盛って食べるのが好きだった。「でも、牛丼ってたしか醤油の他に調味料はみりんを使ったりしなかったか?」「それも問題ない。醤油にみりんも買い付けて試供品をゲットした」シェーナの疑問にキシャナは抜け目ない。商業ギルドで生産者のエルフと立ち話をして分かったことだが、数百年前にエルフの一人が米の収穫や醤油の作り方を発明すると、後世のエルフは味の改良を重ねて生産に繋げていったと言う。その話を聞いたシェーナは一つの仮説を立てる。「その数百年前のエルフって、もしかしたら俺達と同じで異世界転生した日本人じゃないかな?」「かもしれないな。そのおかげで美味しい料理が作れるから感謝しかない」醤油や米を作ることは知識として理解していても、実際に作るとなると手間や時間がかかる。キシャナの言う通り、後世のエルフが試行錯誤して味を継承していったことには感服するし、匠の技は前世や異世界の枠組を越えているんだなと思う。キシャナは台所に立つと、牛丼の試作に取り掛かる。鍋には水、醤油、酒、みりん、砂糖を合わせると、先程の玉ねぎとショウガを加えて魔法で火にかける。が出てくるので掬い取ると、火を弱めてしばらく火を通していく。煮汁が煮詰まったら、残っていたご飯をどんぶりに入れて、鍋の具をのせれば牛丼の完成だ。「できたよ。試食してみてくれ」キシャナはテーブルにどんぶりを運ぶと、懐かしい匂いと一緒に食欲がそそられる。「いただきます」シェーナは箸で牛丼を一口食べると、不意に涙がこぼれた。二度と食べられない物だと思っていたし、こうしての月日が経って再び口にできる喜びの感動は想像以上だった。「美味しいな。本当に......美味しいよ!?」「シェーナは大げさだなぁ」「キシャナと一緒に学校帰りで食べた牛丼を思い出してな。懐かしくてつい......」「......そうだな。私も思い出の味に浸るとしますか」二人はどんぶりの牛丼をがっつり頬張ると、まるで前世の学生時代へ戻ったように談笑のひと時を過ごした。	“The ingredients we need will be arriving tomorrow from the Holy Bow. Also, to my surprise, they even had soy sauce which I didn’t even think existed in this world!” After returning from the merchant guild, Kishana excitedly shared the good news with Schenna. It was rare for people to order soy sauce, so after finding out that the elves at the merchant guild were producing it, Kishana decided to order a large amount of it along with many other ingredients that were necessary. Kishana then held the soy sauce in her hand in a suggestive way and providing Schenna with an idea for its use. “With soy sauce and rice, we can make the sweet gyūdonthat we had eaten throughout our school days.” “It sure does. The last time we got to eat it was when we were heading back home from club activities over at a chain store right?” Both Kishana and Schenna reminiscing that exact moment when they stopped by the store on their way home. Schenna always chose to have the optional raw egg mixed in the gyūdon for a sukiyaki style flavor, while Kishana preferred hers with large amounts of red ginger and soup. “But if I remember correctly, for gyūdon you could also use mirin along with soy sauce for seasoning right?” “I also have that covered, bought it along with the rest of the ingredients!” Schenna’s doubts regarding the matter were instantly caught by Kishana. Back at the merchant guild, Kishana got to talk with the elves that worked there and found out that they figured out how to harvest rice and produce soy sauce several hundreds of years ago. Since then, the future generations have been working on improving its flavor. When Kishana heard that story, she came up with a theory. “Those elves that first harvested rice and made soy sauce could well have been reincarnated from Japan just like us, right?” “That’s a possibility. Be that as it may, we get to eat delicious food so I feel nothing but gratitude towards them.” Even having the knowledge on how to grow rice crops and how to make soy sauce, the process still takes quite a long time. Just as Kishana said, having the future generations improve the quality through trial and error has definitely helped to make it even more delicious. Kishana stood inside the kitchen and began trying to make her first gyūdon dish. Cutting the beef, peeling the onions, slicing the ginger into small pieces and then pouring water, soy sauce, sake, and mirin into the pan along with a small portion of sugar, she then proceeded to cook the ingredients. Having it cooked to a certain level, she then lowered the fire intensity, put the beef slices onto the pan, and carefully flipped them with chopsticks to prevent it from burning. After the beef and onion simmered in the sweet sauce, she took the remaining cooked rice and put it inside a bowl, then all that was left to do was to cover it with the ingredients inside the pan and it would be complete. “It’s done. Go ahead and try it out.” Kishana carried the bowl to the table and along with a nostalgic smell, her appetite began stirring up. “Thanks for the food” Schenna took the first bite and tears dropped from her eyes. To be able to eat something she thought would never get the chance to eat again after all these years was a heavier emotional hit than she had thought it would be. “It’s delicious. It’s just... so good!!” “You’re exaggerating Schenna.” “It’s as if I have gone back to the past, at that specific moment, when we ate gyūdon together on the way home, such a nostalgic feeling...” “... I guess so. Well, time for me to join the nostalgia trip and try it myself too.” The two of them stuffed their cheeks with the gyūdon just like the good old days when they were still back in school, enjoying the nostalgia feeling as they ate and happily spoke to each other.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 3, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
魔法講義でリリーさんを返り討ちにした次の日、折角だから王都でもちょっと冒険者のお仕事してみよう、と言う事になった。そのかわり窓口も多く、やはりハルーラは地方都市で田舎なんだなーとしみじみしてしまった。おのぼりさん全開で周囲をきょろきょろ見回してみれば、ハルーラでは見かけなかった獣人っぽい人達もちらほら見かける。え? もう6月も末なのに暑くないのかって? 大丈夫大丈夫、マントの中に魔石を使った空調魔道具があるから、適温に保たれてるんだよ。【魔法付与】スキルと【魔道具作成】スキル万歳だね。「ところでどんな依頼受けるんですか?」私は13歳未満でEランク、リリーさんとアリサさんは13歳以上でDランクなので、こだと受けられる依頼は私に合わせた低ランクのものしか受けられない。つまり討伐は無理で薬草採取や雑用系のみ。となれにとってはつまらない仕事にしかならない。「大丈夫ですよ。こういう場合の抜け道がありまして」「うん。採取系でも常設依頼じゃなくて、特定の稀少な薬草を採ってくるような依頼だと場合によっては受けられるんだよー」「そうなんですか?」「はい。森の奥に生えてるような、採りに行くのが難しい薬草の採取依頼の場合は同行者に上位の冒険者が居ればレンさんでも受けられるんです。パーティーを組んでたり共同だったりとかの場合ですね。ただ採ればいいってわけじゃない採取や保存が難しい薬草だったりする場合は、高度な採取技術を持つ採取専門の冒険者が護衛を雇ったりとかもしますから」そういった依頼は当然魔物との遭遇戦も前提になっている。だから窓口の職員もよほど無理っぽいパーティーでも無い限りは暗黙の了解として見逃してくれるんだって。応用って言うか悪用って言うか......うーん、ギルドの闇は深い? 「大丈夫、魔物が出ても私がレンさんを守るよー」「盗賊に襲われた時、レンさんに助けてもらったのは誰だっけ? それにレンさんを守るのは私の結界魔法だからね!」なんで私を取り合うの? 意味がわからない......と言うか、ノルンとベルが居るから私の守りは大丈夫ですよ? と、そんな感じでわいわい騒ぎながら依頼の貼ってある掲示板を見に行った。周りの視線が痛いので二人とももう少し静かにしてね? 「うーん、これなんていいんじゃないかな? アリサはどう?」「そうだねー、あそこの森ならそんなに危険な魔物も居ないし、大丈夫じゃないー? 前に二人で行ったときも大丈夫だったよねー?」「じゃあこれで決まりかな? レンさんはこれでもいいですか?」「二人が決めたならそれでいいですよ。この辺りのことはよく分かりませんし」経験者二人が大丈夫って言ってるんだから、よほどのイレギュラーが無い限りは問題ないと思う。ノルン達も居るし、いざとなったら色々自重しないだけだし。そんな感じで受けた依頼は、森のやや奥まった辺りに生えている稀少な薬草の採取依頼。医療用の強い痛み止めに使うものだそうで、需要は多いらしい。ただ、生えてるところが森の奥で、しかも物陰にひっそりと生えているために見つけるのが大変なんだとか。でも今回は二人が周辺を警戒するし、薬草採取には定評のある私がいるので非常にヌルい仕事だ。馬鹿みたいに採取して荒稼ぎしよう。え? 自重? いやいや、二人にいい所見せたいじゃない? おじさんがんばっちゃうよ? と言うわけでやってまいりました。王都の東に広がる森でございます。この森、浅い辺りは初心者向けの採取地、奥のほうは上級者向けと住み分けがされていて、初心者から上級者まで幅広い需要があるんだとか。上級者は北の湖か、更に北の深い森に行くらしいよ。と言うか私とノルンの【警戒】があるのでそんなに周りをきょろきょろしなくても大丈夫ですよ、アリサさん。まあ、そんなやる気を削ぐ様な事言わないけどね。ちなみに魔物避けは撒いてない。人もいるし、たまには実戦経験を積むのもいいよね。探索しながら進んでいくと、途中で何組かの冒険者を見かけた。15歳位の子もいれば私と同じくらいの子もいて、特に魔物にも会わないし浅い辺りは初心者向けだと言うのは本当のようだった。でもある程度進むとそういった低ランク風の冒険者も見かけなくなり、私の【警戒】の範囲ギリギリにも幾つかの魔物の反応が出始めた。ゴブリンとかレッサーウルフばかりだけど、更に奥のほうにはオークの反応も幾つかある。「北東に1km位離れた辺りにオークが2体居ますね。どうします?」「......1km先ですか?」「......全然分からないんだけどー」「面倒なら迂回したほうがいいと思います」「オーク......お肉食べたーい」「アリサ、ちょっと頭冷やそうか」「だってお肉だよー?」「......じゃあ、倒しに行きましょうか?」「だめです。レンさん、アリサを甘やかさないでください」「えー、甘やかしてよー」「だめ」「ぶーぶー。リリーのケチー」「怒るよ?」そんなやり取りをしつつも探索を続け、大分奥のほうまでやって来ると小さな泉に出た。探している薬草はこの泉の周辺に比較的多く生えているらしく、穴場なんだとか。この穴場スポットを知らない冒険者は薬草を求めて彷徨う羽目になるらしく、ここを知ってる冒険者には比較的ボロい依頼で、知らない冒険者には面倒で不人気な依頼になるのだと言う。なるほど、だから二人はこの依頼を選んだんだね。場所によっては全然気付かれていないような所もあるようで、凄い量の反応があった。そういった辺りのものは全部まとめて収納してしまおう。今まで気付かれてないんだからいきなりなくなっても誰にもわかるまい。ふひひ。などとあくどいことをやりつつも、普通に探しながら採取もする。リリーさんは結界を張りつつ野営の準備をしている。採取してからここから王都まで戻るとなると夜中になってしまうので今日はここで野宿するのだ。アリサさんは周辺の警戒をしてる。私の警戒スキルがあるけど、慎重になりすぎて困ることも無いだろうし、アリサさんも【警戒】を覚えたいと言うことらしい。ちなみにノルンとベルは狩りに行ってる。暇そうにしてたので許可を出した。森の更に奥のほうに駆けて行ったので、もしかするととんでもないものを狩ってくるかもしれない......ほどほどでお願いしますね? この後めちゃくちゃ薬草採取した。	The day after Lily became crestfallen during the magic lessons, I was told that we were going to try out a small adventurer’s request in the royal capital. It feels like this is the first time I’m partying......no, no! I’m not a loner! I’m just a solo player! And so we came to the adventurer’s guild, but there were many people. There were also numerous receptionist windows. As expected, Harula was definitely a rural town in the countryside. When I glanced around the place, I also saw several demi-humans I hadn’t seen in Harula. There were also some dwarves, but there didn’t seem to be any elves. Ah, but it would be rude if I stared too much so I should be careful. Ah, there’s even someone with cat ears, how cute. I see, so in this world, demi-humans like beastmen, elves, or dwarves were considered normal? I want to learn more about them. I was in my cloak as usual. Of course, I was also wearing my glasses. Well, I was with Lily and Arisa so I don’t think I’ll be caught up in anything. Norn and Bell were also here. Eh? Isn’t it hot since it’s still June? It’s all good, I have an air-conditioning magic tool I made using magic stones inside my cloak, so the temperature is kept just right. Hooray for the Magic Conferment and Magic Tool Creation skill. “By the way, what kind of request are we getting?” I was under years old and an E rank, while Lily and Alisa were over years old and D ranks, so I could only accept requests that were suitable for low ranks. In other words, subjugating was impossible since I could only gather herbs or take on miscellaneous tasks. So it would be rather boring for them. “It’s alright. There is a loophole for our situation.” “Yep. In some cases, there are gathering requests aside from the permanent one, such as a request to gather a specific rare herb~” “Is that so?” “Yes, In the case of a gathering request that is too difficult to go alone, such as ones growing in the depths of a forest, Ren can still take on the request if there is a higher ranking adventurer accompanying you. Like when we’re partying up.” If it’s a herb that is difficult to gather and preserve, some adventurers might even hire escorts that have specialized gathering skills. So basically with this method, even if a lower rank was in a party, a gathering request with a high reward could still be received. Such a request would naturally lead to encounters with monsters. But the receptionist would usually overlook it unless it was too difficult for the party. So would this be considered practical use or abuse.....hmm, the dark side of the guild? “It’ll be fine, I’ll protect Ren even if a monster comes out~” “Who was it that was helped by Ren during the bandit attack? Besides I was also the one protecting Ren using my barrier magic!” Why are you two competing for me? I don’t really understand why......I mean, I have Norn and Bell protecting me, so I’m fine? We went to the bulletin board where the requests were posted while bickering like that. The surrounding eyes were very painful so would the two of you quiet down a bit? “Hmm, this one should be good, right Arisa?” “Yes~ there aren’t any dangerous monsters in the forest there, so I guess it’ll do~? We also went there before so it should be alright~?” “Then we’ll go with this one? Ren, is that alright?” “If you two are fine with it so am I. I’m not familiar with this area anyways.” The two experienced people were saying it would be fine, so there shouldn’t be any problems unless there were any irregularities. Norn and Bell would also be with us, and the two weren’t the type to just care about themselves in the event of an emergency. As such, we accepted the request to gather a rare herb growing a bit back in the forest. Apparently, it was used as a strong pain reliever for medical use, and the demand for it was quite high. However, it was difficult to find because it grew in the depths of the forest, and because it grew in darker areas. Searching around in darker areas could lead to being ambushed by monsters, so the request wasn’t very popular. But since we have two people to watch the surroundings, and with my expertise in gathering herbs, the request would be fairly easy. We could gather a lot and make some easy money this way. Eh? What about self-prudence? Well, I want to show these two my positive points, right? So I should do my best instead, right? And so we arrived at the forest that spread out to the east of the royal capital. In this forest, the shallower areas were for beginners, and the deeper areas were for experts, so there was a wide array of demand for beginners and experts. Incidentally, there were more subjugating requests on the west side. The forest over here was small, so there were only goblins and lesser wolves, hence why it was for beginners. It seems that higher ranking adventurers would usually go to the lake up north or deeper forest areas further north. We traveled through the forest talking about such things while keeping watch on the surroundings. But both Norn and I have the Alert skill, so Arisa, there’s no need for you to patrol that much. Well, I’m not going to say anything to lower her motivation. Additionally, I wasn’t using any monster repellants. I had other people with me, and it was good to get some hands-on experience sometimes. As we explored around, we also saw some adventurers along the way. Some of them looked about years old, and some looked around my age. We also didn’t see any monsters, so the shallower areas did make sense for beginners. But after going further in, the lower-ranking adventurers began to disappear. My Alert skill also began picking up monster reactions towards the way back. There were some goblins and lesser wolves, but there were also some orc detected further in. “There are two orcs towards the northeast about km away. What should we do?” “......km away?” “.......I didn’t sense them at all~” “I think it might be better to go around them since it would be troublesome.” “Orc.....I want to eat meat~” “Arisa, let’s think calmly for a bit.” “But it’s meat~?” “......Then, let’s go defeat them?” “No. Ren, don’t spoil Arisa.” “Eh~ spoil me~” “No.” “Boo~ Boo~. Lily is stingy.” “I’ll get mad, okay?” Well, the lack of tension is one thing...... but we continued on exploring in that sort of manner and reached a small spring in the back of the forest. Apparently, the herbs we were looking for tend to grow around this spring, it was considered a secret farming spot. It seems that adventurers who didn’t know about this secret spot would have to wander around to look for the herbs, so it would turn into a relatively tiring request for adventurers who didn’t know about this place. As such, it was said to be a troublesome and unpopular request for those sort of adventurers. I see, so that’s why they chose this request. I checked around using Appraisal and Detection and there were numerous herbs in the surroundings. There were even some areas that were completely untouched and gave off a tremendous reaction. I instantly stored all of them. Even if all the herbs disappeared, it wouldn’t matter since no one knew about them. Kahahaha. After committing my horrible deed, we went around searching for the herbs to gather. Lily was preparing a camp and erecting a barrier. By the time we return back to the royal capital after we finish gathering, it would be around midnight, so we decided to camp here today. Arisa was watching the surroundings. Since I had the Alert skill, it wasn’t something she really had to do. But it seemed that Arisa was also trying to gain the Alert skill. She was a frontliner, so having the Alert skill would be beneficial for her. Incidentally, Norn and Bell went hunting. I gave them permission since there was nothing for them to do. The two ran further into the forest, so they might end up hunting something ridiculous......please hold back a little? And so we continued on gathering herbs.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 12, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
なぜか俺は、ライエルと勝負することになった。もちろん実剣ではなく、刃引きした訓練用の剣を使用して、だ。それでも俺やライエルの力で振るうと、軽く骨は砕けるだろう。「なぁ、なんで俺がお前と勝負しないといけないんだ? お前のことは本当の父だと思ってるって、さっき言ったよな?」「俺にもわからん。だが俺はもともと頭がいい方じゃない。そんな俺でも、このままじゃダメだって......納得できないってことは、わかる」「それは――」「もしお前が俺に勝てるのなら、間違いなくレイドなのだろう。だけど俺に負けるのなら――」「レイドじゃない、と?」「いや、そうは言わない。あの糸捌きを見て、レイドではないと否定するのは難しい。この模擬戦は無駄なのかもしれないが、それでも......ああ、よくわからん!」訓練用の剣を振り、眉間にしわを寄せたまま、ライエルは答えた。おそらく奴も、説明できない感情の奔流に弄ばれているのだろう。自分を納得させるために、俺と戦いたい。脳まで筋肉でできているライエルらしい行動とも言える。「まぁ、お前たちの困惑もわからんでもない。俺にできることなら何でもするから、遠慮なくいってくれ」「アンタとの間に遠慮なんて――」コルティナは途中で言葉を切った。その最中に俺の姿が目に入ったからだ。そこに立つのは、明らかに前世の俺と違う少女の姿間、可愛がってきた親友の娘の姿だ。そのギャップに思わず言葉をなくしてしまったのと推測できた。「マリアもコルティナも言いたいことはあると思う。俺だって立場が逆だったら、ブチ切れて何をするかわからなかっただろうな」「だったら............いえ、いいわ。確かにあんたの選択も理解できないでもないし。でも感情では受け入れられないのよ」「ああ、それもわかってる」こいつらにはつらい想いをさせてきた。そして今もその想いをさせている。その償いは、いつかする必要があるだろう。それがどんな内容になるかはわからないが。少なくとも、ライエルのように力尽くで納得させるという手段ではないはずだ。それだけに、ややこしい要求をされそうな気もする。「準備は済んだか?」マリアと話をしていた俺に、ライエルが語り掛けてくる。その目はいつになく真剣で、訓練時に見る目とは違い、実戦時の目をしていた。それが奴の本気を物語っている。俺も練習用の剣手に取り、その他の複数の剣を自分の背後にばらまいておいた。正直言うと気分が悪いが、ライエル相手に剣での戦いは勝てる気がしない。俺が手に取った剣を構えると、ライエルはまさに鬼の形相で打ち込んできた。の気合など、空気を大きく震えさせて、正確に聞き取れなかったくらいだ。俺は即座に身体全体に操糸の力を纏わせ、その打ち込みを受け止める。ライエルの膂力もあるのだろうが、今日はこの力を使い過ぎている。身体に大きく負担がかかり、受け止めた瞬間、剣だけでなく腕の内側からもミシリと何かがきしむ音が聞こえたくらいだ。俺が一撃を受け止めたことに驚いたのか、ライエルは一瞬動きを止めた。しかしこちらがその隙を突くよりも早く、蹴りが俺の腹に向けて放たれる。これはとっさに左の手甲を使って受け止め、同時に後ろに飛び退くことで衝撃を逃がした。後ろに跳躍し膝をついて着地した俺だったが、その時には左腕が上がらなくなっていた。これは負担をかけ続けていたからだが、ライエルの蹴りで限界を超えてしまった結果だろう。こちらの腕が上がらないと見るや、ライエルはさらに追撃を掛けてきた。しかし俺もまだ右腕が残っている。大上段に斬り伏せに来たライエルの攻撃を右手一本で受け流し、残った左手はギフトの力だけで糸を飛ばす。その方角はライエルの方ではなく、背後。ばらまいていた剣に向けてだ。それらの剣の柄に糸を絡めの剣を矢のように飛ばしライエルを攻撃する。これはかつて、フィーナの誕生祝いを作るために、邪竜の巣で触手の魔神と戦った時の戦法だ。完全に不意を突いた。そう思って放ったというのに、ライエルはこれも反射神経だけで弾き飛ばす。瞬時に最適解を選び取る戦闘術。敵に回すとこれほど厄介だとはな。「だが、五本程度ではな!」「まだ終わってねぇよ!」まだ右手には剣が残っている。それにライエルは、俺の身体強化術については全く知らない。先ほど俺が戦っていた場面を見られているので、俺が身体強化を使えるのは理解しているだろうが、それがどれほどのレベルかはわからないはずだ。力任せに打ち込んだ一撃はライエルの防御を押し返し、踏み込みを留めるに至った。ここで押し返せないと、勢いのままに押されまくり、敗北していたことだろう。「せえぇぇぇい!」「ぐっ!?」無理をしてライエルを押し返したせいで、右腕の方もかなり危ない感触が走っていた。あまり長くは戦えない。そう判断して、俺はここで一気に決めることにした。体重の軽い俺とは言え、全体重を掛けた体当たりを急所に受けては、ライエルと言えど呼吸が止まる。それを嫌って奴は半歩身体をずらし、脇腹で俺の体当たりを受けた。身体の中心からずれた体当たりは俺の身体を反転させ、両者がくるりと立ち位置を変える。それは俺の背後に、先ほど投げつけた剣が転がっている位置でもある。それを再びライエルに打ち込んだが、の剣をライエルは綺麗に捌いてみせた。やはり一度見せた技では対応されてしまう。「これで終わりだ!」「ぬおっ!」しかしライエルの体勢は大きく崩れていた。そこへ俺は、右手の剣を叩きつけた。普通なら避けようもない攻撃。だがこれもライエルは躱す。崩れた体勢に逆らわず、地面に転がることで俺の右手の剣を避けてみせたのだ。しかも倒れながらも俺の剣の右手首を打ち、右手の剣を打ち落とすことに成功していた。剣を持っているが倒れたライエル。立ってはいるが、武器を失った俺。状況的には、ライエルの方が有利。それは奴の認識でも同じだった。武器を失った俺に反撃の術はない。そう判断しつつも警戒し、ゆっくりと立ち上がるライエル。俺はその頭に向け、動かない左腕をギフトで動かし、振り上げる。そこに一本の剣が落下してきた。俺は触れている糸を扱える。それは片手で五本の糸を扱えるということだ。そして先ほどライエルに投げつけた剣は五本。弾いた剣は四本。残る一本は弾かれ、周囲に散乱する剣の群れに隠れ、上空へと飛ばしていた。そしてそれが、このタイミングで落ちてきたというわけだ。「な、なに!?」驚愕の声を漏らすライエル。そして俺は落下してきた剣を受け止め、その頭部に叩き込んだ。体内への糸の操作を行っているとはいえ、すでに腱を痛めて動かない腕の一撃だ。ライエルへのダメージは、ほぼ無い。それでも頭部への刃物の一撃は、致命傷と言っていい。「勝負あり。ライエル、お前の負けだ」その光景を見て、ガドルスが勝者の宣言をした。ライエルも、頭部へ剣を受けたとあって、負けを認めぬわけにはいかず、おとなしく剣を下げた。「俺の負け、か。あのニコルがなぁ......本当はレイドだったとはいえ、あのひ弱だったニコルが......あの......」天を仰ぐライエルの目から、涙が流れ落ちる。「ちくしょう、お前が見つかってうれしいはずなのに。ニコルの中身がお前だと知って憤るべきなのに、どっちの感情を選んでいいか、わからない」「すまない......」「俺はお前の父親だよな」「ああ、それは間違いない」「お前は『ニコル』のままなんだよな」「ああ。生まれた時からな」「なら、いい。お前は俺の『娘』だ。レイドでもな」「......感謝する」膝をつき、崩れ落ちたライエルの頭を、俺は優しく抱き寄せた。その俺の身体を、ライエルは容赦なく抱き寄せる。これでライエルの心に踏ん切りがついたとは思わない。それでも、俺を認めてくれたとは感じられた。それだけでも、先ほどの模擬戦は価値があったのかもしれない。	Somehow Lyell and I ended up having to battle. Not with real swords of course, but the training ones with dulled blades. But even so, we could easily break bones with them with our strength. “Hey, so why do we have to fight again? Didn’t I say I considered you a real father?” “I don’t know either. But I’ve never been bright. But even I understood that I couldn’t keep it as is... that I wouldn’t be able to accept this.” “What—” “If you can defeat me, then you’re definitely Reid. But if you lose, then—” “Then I’m not?” “No, that’s not it. Seeing your thread handling, it would be hard to deny that you’re Reid. This mock battle might be pointless, but even so... Agh, I don’t understand it myself!” Lyell answered with wrinkles appearing on his forehead as he swung the training sword. He was most likely just going along with the torrent of unexplainable emotions. He wanted to fight with me to convince himself. It was quite like him, being the muscle brain that he was. “Well, I do understand that you’re all confused. If I can help with it, I will do whatever I can, so don’t be reserved and tell me straight.” “As if we were ever reserved with—” Cortina’s words stopped midway. Because she saw me at the end. The one standing there was a young girl, clearly different from the past me. It was the daughter of her friend whom she cared for eight years. I suppose the gap in perception made her lose her words. “I’m sure you have a lot you want to tell me now. I bet I’d have flipped and did who knows what in your positions.” “Then... No, never mind. I do see why you chose to hide. But I can’t accept it emotionally.” “Yeah, I can understand that too.” I made them go through a lot of pain. And I am doing the same now. I had to pay for that eventually. I didn’t know what form it would take, though. At the very least, I doubt it would be the brute-force approach like Lyell’s. But I felt like they would demand something troublesome. “Are you done?” Lyell asked while I was talking with Maria. His eyes were unusually serious, and they weren’t eyes seeing a mock battle, but a real one. They expressed how serious he was about this. I took one of the training swords in hand while scattering some more behind me. Honestly, I felt bad to say this, but I didn’t think I could win against Lyell in a sword fight. Just as I took a stance with the sword, Lyell rushed at me like a demon. The air trembled so much that I couldn’t even hear his fighting cry properly. I immediately strengthened my body with thread manipulation and blocked his attack. Lyell’s strength was part of the reason, but I had overused this ability today. It put a lot of strain on my body, and the moment I stopped his blow, I felt a screeching sound not just from the sword but from inside my arm as well. Lyell seemed shocked that I managed to stop his attack and stopped for a moment. But before I managed to make use of that opening, he let out a kick at my stomach. I quickly used my left gauntlet to block it and jumped back at the same time to release the impact. I landed on my knee, but I couldn’t raise my left arm anymore. This was due to the burden after continuous use, but Lyell’s kick was what made it go over the limit. Seeing that I couldn’t move my arm, Lyell went for a follow-up attack. But I still had my right arm left. I warded off his overhead slash with my right hand, while using just my Gift to release threads from the left hand. The threads didn’t go for Lyell, but behind me. Towards the scattered swords. They coiled around their hilts, and five swords attacked Lyell like arrows. “What the?!” This was the same strategy that I used against the Tentacle Devil in the Evil Dragon’s den back when I was making gifts for Fina. That took him by complete surprise. I was convinced of that and did it, but Lyell repelled them with just his reflexes. He instantly adopted the most ideal battle tactic. This is why turning him into an enemy was trouble. “But five of them aren’t enough!” “It’s not over just yet!” I still held a sword in my right hand. Lyell didn’t know anything about my physical strengthening, either. Since he saw me fight earlier, he did know that I was strengthening my body, but he shouldn’t know how strong it really was. My full-strength attack managed to break his defenses and stop his advance. If I couldn’t push him back now, I’d have been suppressed and lost on the spot. “Seeeehhhh!” “Guh?!” Since I pushed myself to force him back, my right arm felt to be in quite a dire state. Judging so, I decided to end it in one go. I headed for a ramming attack, aiming to slam my shoulders into his solar plexus. Though I was light, even he would stop breathing if he took an attack using my full weight to the pit of his stomach. Not wanting that, he shifted half a step and took the blow with his flank. Having missed the center of his body, my ramming attack made me rotate, and both of us spun around as we exchanged positions. But that was where the swords I threw earlier lay too. I once again threw them at Lyell, but the swords were easily handled by him. As expected, he could handle the move he had seen once. “This is the end!” “Ngh!” But that greatly broke his posture. And then, I slammed the sword in my right hand on him. It was normally an undodgeable strike, but Lyell dodged even that. He avoided it by not opposing his broken posture and instead rolling on the ground. But as he fell, he hit my right wrist and succeeded in making me drop the sword. I was standing, but without a weapon. Situationally, Lyell had the advantage. He was also convinced of that. I had no means of counterattacking now that I had lost my weapon. He judged so but still remained vigilant as he slowly got up. I used my Gift and forcibly raised my left arm towards his head. And then, a single sword came falling down. I could control the threads I was touching. That meant I could control five threads with one hand. And earlier, I threw five swords at him. I pulled back four of them. The remaining one I hid among the scattered swords as it got repelled and then flung into the sky. And that sword had come down with this timing. Lyell exclaimed in shock. I caught the falling sword, and slammed it into his head. Though I was manipulating my body internally, my tendons were so damaged they didn’t move. But even so, a sword strike to the head was a fatal injury. “That’s it. Lyell, you lost.” Seeing that, Gadius declared the winner. Lyell also had to accept his defeat after getting hit in the head, so he lowered his sword as told. “I lost, huh? To think that Nicole... Even if Reid, to think that frail Nicole...would...” Lyell looked up at the sky, tears falling from his eyes. “Dammit, I should be happy to have found you. I should be angry that you were Nicole all along. I don’t know which emotion I should choose.” “Sorry...” “I am your father, right?” “Yeah, without a doubt.” “You’re still “Yeah. I have always been since I was born.” “Then, it’s fine. You’re my “...Thank you.” I gently hugged Lyell’s head as he fell to his knees. He hugged my body back unsparingly. I doubted that Lyell had reached a resolution in his heart. But even so, I felt that he accepted me. Perhaps the earlier mock battle was worth it just for that fact.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 8 }
蚊は本当に嫌になりますそうは思いませんか? 夜耳元でブンブン蚊の羽音が聞こえると気が狂いそうになりませんか? あなたの肌に針を刺して血を吸い取るのです本当に嫌になりますそんな蚊にも良いとこがあるんですそんな蚊にも良いとこがあるんです夜妻と並んで眠っていると妻の方を好んで刺してくれること考えると不思議ですねなぜ妻の方が好かれるのか? その答えは彼女の体臭にあります私たちは皆異なる体臭を発しており体表の化学物質の違いが蚊を寄せ付けるかに影響します蚊に好かれやすタイプってあるわけですきっと妻の方が良い香りか単に私の方が臭いのかもしれませんどちらにしても彼らは暗闇の中でも私たちを嗅ぎ付けることができるのです私は博士課程で皮膚上のどの化学物質を使ってマラリアを媒介するアフリカの蚊が暗闇の中で私たちを嗅ぎ付けるのかを研究しました彼らは実に多くの物質を使っているのでひとつひとつを特定することは困難でしたそこで私たちは数々の実験を試みました何故こんなことに時間を費やしたかというとそれは世界人口の約半数が単に蚊に刺されることによってマラリアのような致死率の高い疫病感染のリスクにさらされているからですこの地球のどこかで 30秒に1人の子供がマラリアで命を落としています今朝の講演でポール・レヴィが米国の医療ミス犠牲者数を 727ジェットの墜落で例えましたがアフリカの一日あたりのマラリア犠牲者数はジャンボ機7台分ですもし蚊の好く匂いを使って捕虫器で蚊をつかまえられたら伝染病の拡大を防げるかもしれませんでもこの匂いの特定は容易ではありません皮膚から出る化学物質には何百種類もあるからですしかしいろいろ素晴らしい実験を行いこの困難なパズルを早急に解決するこができましたまず蚊の種類によって好む体の部位が違うことが解りました奇妙ですそこでこのような実験を行いました大きなボックスの中に裸の被験者に入ってもらいそこに蚊を放ちどの体の部位を好むかを調べました蚊によってかなりの違いがあることがわかりました左の図はオランダのマラリア蚊が刺した体の部位です刺す場所は顔に集中しています対して右のアフリカのマラリア蚊は膝や足の部分に集中していますこれはもっともな結果です「モスキー・”トゥ”」だからですそうです(拍手) そこで私たちは足の臭いに注目することにしましたヒトの足の臭いですある本に書いてあったんですが「足の臭いを嗅いだあとでもチーズは臭うがその逆はない」という言葉を偶然見つけこれを元に素晴らしい実験を思いつきました足よりもとてつもなく臭いリンバーガーチーズのかけらでアフリカのマラリア蚊をひきつけるか試してみましたどうなったでしょうか? 見事成功しましたあまりにも上手く行ったのでリンバーガーチーズ臭の混合物をタンザニアではすでに使っており人間の2倍から3倍も蚊をひきつけることが判明しましたリンバーガーはすごいチーズですマラリアの抑止力となっているのだから (拍手) これが例のチーズです 2つ目の実験も素晴らしいものです人間の良き友達である犬を使っていますここで犬がどのようにマラリアとの戦いに活躍するかお見せしましょう蚊を退治する最善策のひとつは成虫になって飛び回り人を刺して病気を伝染させる前に蚊に対応する事ですつまり水中で幼虫のうちに駆除することです何故か?彼らはCIAの様に水の中で群生してかたまって動きません水から出たり飛んだりできませんつまり我々が簡単に近づけるということです水の溜まった所まで行って駆除する事が出来るのですここで次の様な問題に直面しますこのように蚊の幼虫が群生する水のある所は至る所に散らばって存在しているので実際に幼虫の生息地を発見し駆除することはとても困難なのです昨年この問題をいかにして解決するか深く考えた結果私たちに独特な匂いがあるように蚊の幼虫にも独特な匂いがあることに気が付いたのですそこで私たちは幼虫の匂いを集め布切れに付着させ面白い実験を試してみましたこの様な4つの穴が空いた棒を用意して左の穴に幼虫の匂いの付いた布切れを入れます素早いですねそしてボーダーコリーのトゥイードに穴を調べさせるともう分かったようです再度他の穴を調べて匂いのする穴に戻って来ましたそこから離れませんつまりこのように犬を使ってより効果的に蚊の幼虫の生息地を探し出せるわけですこれでより効果的にマラリアを防ぐことができます有名な犬のトレーナーのエレン・ヴァンデル・ズウィープはさらに進んだ考えを持っていますマラリアの寄生虫を持つ人間は持たない人間と少し違う匂いを持つので犬を訓練し寄生虫を持つ人間を嗅ぎ分けて探し出すことができると考えていますつまりマラリアの伝染が下火になったら犬を使って寄生虫を持つ人を探し出し犬を使って寄生虫を持つ人を探し出し抗マラリア薬を投与してとどめを刺すことができるのですヒトの大親友はマラリアと戦ってくれるのです 3つ目の実験はもっと興味深いものでここで始めて公開するものですそうなんです少し奇妙な実験ですが蚊に対して最も効果的な対策だと私は考えていますこの実験に参加した人は蚊に刺されるのが楽しみになったそうですなぜ蚊に刺される事を楽しむ様になったのでしょうか? その答えは私のポケットの中にあるちょっとお待ち下さい... ただの錠剤ですこれを内服すると奇跡を起こしてくれるのですどうもではどのように作用するのかお見せしましょうこのボックスの中には何百匹もの腹を空かせたメス蚊がいますこれを今からこの会場に放ちます冗談ですこの中に私の腕を入れて蚊に刺してもらいます腕を入れます大丈夫ですよくやってますからさて準備ができましたそしてこちらの映像にはこの錠剤を飲んで一時間経った後に私の腕を入れた場合どうなるかを記録しています見てみましょう腕を突っ込み蚊に沢山血を吸ってもらってそして蚊を振り払い観察してみると彼らは動かなくなっていきますハイスピードで見てみましょうそして 3時間後にはボックスの底には蚊が死んで落ちています完全に死んでいますすごいことです立場が逆になったんです蚊にやられるのではなく我々が蚊をやっつけるのです (拍手) さて・・・皆さんいいですかこの錠剤で何が可能になるでしょうか蚊による伝染病の流行を防ぐことができますそしてより多くの人がこの錠剤を服用することでたった3週間でマラリアを完全に撲滅することができるかもしれませんチーズ、犬、そして錠剤で蚊を駆逐出来るのですこのような科学の常識を超えるものでより良い世界を創ったりこの子がマラリアのない世界で育つ事ができたら素晴らしいと思いますありがとうございました(拍手)	Mosquitos. I hate them. Don't you? That awful buzzing sound at night around your ears that drives you absolutely crazy? Knowing that she wants to stick a needle in your skin and suck out your blood? That's awful, right? In fact, there's only one good thing I can think of when it gets to mosquitos. When they fly into our bedroom at night, they prefer to bite my wife. But that's fascinating, right? Why does she receive more bites than I do? And the answer is smell, the smell of her body. And since we all smell different and produce chemicals on our skin that either attract or repel mosquitos, some of us are just more attractive than others. So my wife smells nicer than I do, or I just stink more than she does. Either way, mosquitos find us in the dark by sniffing us out. They smell us. And during my Ph.D, I wanted to know exactly what chemicals from our skin mosquitos used, African malarial mosquitos use to track us down at night. And there's a whole range of compounds that they do use. And this was not going to be an easy task. And therefore, we set up various experiments. Why did we set up these experiments? Because half the world's population runs the risk of contracting a killer disease like malaria through a simple mosquito bite. Every 30 seconds, somewhere on this planet, a child dies of malaria, and Paul Levy this morning, he was talking about the metaphor of the 727 crashing into the United States. Well, in Africa, we have the equivalent of seven jumbo 747s crashing every day. But perhaps if we can attract these mosquitos to traps, bait it with our smell, we may be able to stop transmission of disease. Now solving this puzzle was not an easy thing, because we produce hundreds of different chemicals on the skin, but we undertook some remarkable experiments that managed us to resolve this puzzle very quickly indeed. First, we observed that not all mosquito species bite on the same part of the body. Strange. So we set up an experiment whereby we put a naked volunteer in a large cage, and in that cage we released mosquitos to see where they were biting on the body of that person. And we found some remarkable differences. On the left here you see the bites by the Dutch malarial mosquito on this person. They had a very strong preference for biting on the face. In contrast, the African malarial mosquito had a very strong preference for biting the ankles and feet of this person, and that of course we should have known all along because they're called mosqui-toes, you see? That's right. And so we started focusing on the smell of feet, on the smell of human feet, until we came across a remarkable statement in the literature that said that cheese smells after feet rather than the reverse. Think of it. And this triggered us to do a remarkable experiment. We tried, with a tiny little piece of Limburger cheese, which smells badly after feet, to attract African malaria mosquitos. And you know what? It worked. In fact, it worked so well that now we have a synthetic mixture of the aroma of Limburger cheese that we're using in Tanzania and has been shown there to be two to three times more attractive to mosquitos than humans. Limburg, be proud of your cheese, as it is now used in the fight against malaria. That's the cheese, just to show you. My second story is remarkable as well. It's about man's best friend. It's about dogs. And I will show you how we can use dogs in the fight against malaria. One of the best ways of killing mosquitos is not to wait until they fly around like adults and bite people and transmit disease. It's to kill them when they're still in the water as larvae. Why? Because they are just like the CIA. In that pool of water, these larvae are concentrated. They're all together there. They are immobile. They can't escape from that water. They can't fly. And they're accessible. You can actually walk up to that pool and you can kill them there, right? So the problem that we face with this is that, throughout the landscape, all these pools of water with the larvae, they are scattered all over the place, which makes it very hard for an inspector like this to actually find all these breeding sites and treat them with insecticides. And last year we thought very, very hard, how can we resolve this problem? Until we realized that just like us, we have a unique smell, that mosquito larvae also have a very unique smell. because we collected the smell of these larvae, put it on pieces of cloth, and then did something very remarkable. Here we have a bar with four holes, and we put the smell of these larvae in the left hole. Ooh, that was very quick. And then you see the dog. It's called Tweed. It's a border collie. He's examining these holes, and now he's got it already. He's going back to check the control holes again, but he's coming back to the first one, and now he's locking into that smell, which means that now we can use dogs with these inspectors to much better find the breeding sites of mosquitos in the field, and therefore have a much bigger impact on malaria. This lady is Ellen van der Zweep. She's one of the best dog-trainers in the world, and she believes that we can do a lot more. Since we also know that people that carry malaria parasites smell different compared to people that are uninfected, she's convinced that we can train dogs to find people that carry the parasite. That means that in a population where malaria has gone down all the way, and there's few people remaining with parasites, that the dogs can find these people, we can treat them with anti-malarial drugs, and give the final blow to malaria. Man's best friend in the fight against malaria. My third story is perhaps even more remarkable, and, I should say, has never been shown to the public until today. Yeah. It's a crazy story, but I believe it's perhaps the best and ultimate revenge against mosquitos ever. In fact, people have told me that now they will enjoy being bitten by mosquitos. And the question of course is, what would make someone enjoy being bitten by mosquitos? And the answer I have right here in my pocket, if I get it. It's a tablet, a simple tablet, and when I take it with water, it does miracles. Thank you. Now let me show you how this works. Here in this box I have a cage with several hundred hungry female mosquitos that I'm just about to release. Just kidding, just kidding. What I'm going to show you is I'm gonna stick my arm into it and I will show you how quickly they will bite. Here we go. Don't worry, I do this all the time in the lab. There we go. Okay. Now, on the video, on the video here, except that what I'm showing you on the video happened one hour after I took the tablet. Have a look. That doesn't work. Okay. Sorry about that. I'm sticking in my arm, I'm giving them a big juicy blood meal, I'm shaking them off, and we follow them through time to see these mosquitos get very, very sick indeed, here shown in fast motion, and three hours later what we see at the bottom of the cage is dead mosquitos, very dead mosquitos, and I'm going to say, ladies and gentlemen, we have swapped the cards with mosquitos. They don't kill us. We kill them. Now — — Maastricht, be prepared. Now think of what we can do with this. We can actually use this to contain outbreaks of mosquito-born diseases, of epidemics, right? And better still, imagine what would happen if, in a very large area, everyone would take these drugs, this drug, for just three weeks. That would give us an opportunity to actually eliminate malaria as a disease. So cheese, dogs and a pill to kill mosquitos. That's the kind of out-of-the-box science that I love doing, for the betterment of mankind, but especially for her, so that she can grow up in a world without malaria. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
月の日の早朝。セイリュウは平日と同じ時間に起床し、朝の鍛練に励んでいた。まず稽古場を軽く10周し、腹筋と背筋をそれぞれ200回。そして片腕だけで腕立て伏せを100回ずつ行ってから、素振りを始める。模造刀が空気を切り裂く感触が心地よく、神経が冴え渡っていく。木の葉擦れ以外の音を拾ったのはが鋭敏になっていたからだろうか。まだ遠いが、足音が近付いてきていた。剣を下ろし、校舎の陰を見つめる。ひょこりと現れたのは、朝焼けよりも鮮やかな薔薇色の髪だった。「あっ、セイリュウだ。おはようございます」目を丸くしたシェイラが駆け寄ってくる。セイリュウは模造刀を脇に置いてタオルで汗を拭いた。「おはよう、シェイラ。物々しい格好をしているな?」こんな早朝にどうしたのかと思ったが、まず気になったことが口を突いていた。シェイラは胸当てに籠手と簡易の鎧をまとっていた。腰の革ベルトにはナイフ、短刀、幾つものポケット。背には矢筒、左手には弓を握っている。頭には折り畳んだタオルを巻き、そこに色とりどりの羽根を挿した姿は何だか奇妙だ何を考えているのか、聞いてもいいものだろうか。セイリュウの複雑極まりない胸中を余所に、シェイラはニコリと笑った。何だかいつもより生気に満ちているように見える。「これから、ちょっと山に行くんです。狩りをして、薬草もあったら摘んでこようかと」どうやら彼は、学院の隣にある起伏の少ない山に分け入るつもりらしい。「一人で行くのか?大丈夫か?」「大丈夫ですよ。僕がどれだけ険しい山奥で育ったと思ってるんですか。もちろん油断はしませんが、この程度の山なら全く問題ありません」どれだけ彼が山慣れしていても心配は拭えないが、イキイキしている理由が山歩きにあるならば、止めるのは無粋というものだろう。「そうか。くれぐれも気を付けて行くんだぞ」「はい。それで、山を下りたら料理を作ろうと思ってるんです。おいしくできるか分かりませんけど、お世話になってるセイリュウにも食べてほしくて。なのになかなか行き会わなくて焦ってたんで、本当に会えてよかった。今日、何か予定はありますか?」「君の手料理か......それは楽しみだな。今日は鍛練と読書以外予定はないから、ご相伴に預かることにしよう」頷いて応じると、シェイラは瞳を輝かせた。「読書って、また兵法書ですか?朝は自主練して、空いた時間は兵法書を読んで、セイリュウは努力家でカッコいいですね。僕も見習いたいと思います」手放しの賛辞に、じわじわと頬が熱くなっていく。まずい。まだ修行不足なのかもしれない。浴場で会った時は狼狽えてしまったが、シェイラはあくまで可愛い後輩の一人だ。不埒な考えなど気の迷いに違いないのだから。セイリュウは真っ直ぐな瞳から目を逸らした。「......俺は単に自信がないだけだよ。魔力がない分の差を、こうして補うために必死なんだ。どうせ努力しなければ勝てないからな」魔力がないのに特別コースに入れるシェイラへの嫉妬は、少なからずある。どれだけ努力しても埋められないと思っていた差を、彼は軽々と飛び越えてみせたのだから。それでも表面上祝福したのは、純粋に応援する気持ちと、後輩に嫉妬していることを知られたくない、ちっぽけな矜持からだった。頼りになる先輩でいたいからこそ取り繕ってしまう。そんな相手に努力している場面を見られるというのも、よく考えると恥ずかしい。セイリュウはますます目を合わせられなくなった。「――――努力は、いけないことですか?」不意に、凛とした声が耳を打つ。「何だか今の言い方だと、努力する自分を嫌悪しているように聞こえました。......努力は、恥ずかしくありません。自分の限界を越えようとするのは、むしろ誇るべきことだと思います」諭すような口調だったら、きっと惨めな気持ちに塗り潰されていただろう。だがシェイラは普段と変わらぬ口調で淡々と、ただ事実を述べているだけに見えたから、すんなりと受け入れることができた。彼に特別な何かを見出だしてしまいそうになるのは、こんな時だ。シェイラがいつも通りに、フワリと柔らかく微笑んだ。その笑みに、奇妙に胸がざわつくのはなぜだろう。「セイリュウはスゴいです。誰が何と言おうと、僕はセイリュウを尊敬し続けます」「――――......では、お前の尊敬に見合う男で在り続けるために、これからも精進せねばなるまいな」セイリュウは、穏やかな気持ちで微笑み返した。初めて味わうこの感情の名前を知らない。抱き締めたい衝動も、胸が疼くような感覚も押し隠して、手を振って去っていくシェイラを見送った。 ◇ ◆ ◇ さくさく、と踏み締めるたびに音を立てる柔らかな黒い土。小さいながら栄養豊富ないい山だ。シェイラは濡れた土の匂いを一杯に吸い込んだ。堪らなく落ち着いた心地になるのは、やはり田舎が性に合っているということなのだろう。「ギリギリになっちゃったけど、セイリュウもちゃんと誘えてよかった。寮長もバートも誘ったし、これで誘い漏れはないよね?」あまり接点のないリグレスも誘ったのは、彼がレイディルーンの親衛隊だと聞いていたからだった。接点ができればきっと嬉しいだろうと、シェイラにしては気を利かせたのだ。 ――けど、親衛隊ってホントに何だろう。こないだのコディの話で、ますます謎が深まったような......。男同士、ということもあり得るらしい。ならばリグレスの気持ちは、憧れではなく恋なのだろうか。親衛隊に属している他の生徒達も? ――......ダメだ。やっぱり私には理解しきれない。とにかく好きってことなんだよ、うん。繊細な心の機微というものは苦手だ。自身の思考が単純明快なせいで、他人の感情を深く掘り下げることができない。特に恋愛感情なんて、抱いたこともないのだから。萌える緑の濃さが鮮やかな、清々しい獣道を進む。歩くごとに心が解放されていく気がした。「あ、あの花はスイカズラだ。蕾を摘んで日陰で乾燥させれば、抗菌、抗炎症作用もあるキンギンカになる。葉と茎は秋の終わり頃にまた採集に来ればいいね。あの木の花はアケビかな。あの黄色い花はレンギョウかな?自生はしない木だから、誰かが植樹したとか?」薬の材料にできる植物がそこかしこに咲いていることに驚かされる。学院の卒業生の中に、シェイラと同じように薬学に精通している学生がいたのだろうか。栽培でもしていなければ、ここまで豊富な植生はあり得ないだろう。幾つかの蕾や根を丁寧に採集し、革ベルトのポケットにしまっていく。途中、フワリと鼻を掠めた香りにシェイラは顔を上げた。「この香り......」こんもりと大量に繁った、長細い緑の植物。顔を近付けると、何とも強い香りがした。「山にバジルまで生えてるなんて」もしかしたら、誰かが今も手入れしているのかもしれない。だとしたら、シェイラがあまり荒らすわけにもいかない。「でも、バジルの葉を幾らか分けてもらってもいいかな?」代わりというわけでもないが、ここに来るまでに見つけた薬草の材料を、バジルの側に少しだけ置いていく。紫色のカタクリの花だ。立ち上がり、更に山奥に踏み入っていく。山頂が近くなるにつれ生き物の気配が濃くなってくる。シェイラは手頃な繁みに息を潜め、身を潜めた。まるで山と一つになるみたいに、自らの存在を周囲に溶け込ませる。遠くで鳴く鳥の声。意識を研ぎ澄ませていくと、虫が地面を這う気配まで感じ取れる。シェイラはゆっくりと目を開いた。いつもの天真爛漫さはなりを潜め、その瞳は切れ味のよい刃のように静かで鋭い。精霊術を使役するデナン村の人々は、この自然との一体感を知っている。だから神々への、精霊への、山への感謝を忘れないのだ。 ――街の人達は、この感覚を知らないのかな? 感謝の祈りを日常に添わせることができれば、街の人達も精霊術を使えるようになるのだろうか。そうなれば、平民と貴族の垣根は低くなるのではないだろうか。 ――......いけない。シェイラは雑念を追い払った。頭を空っぽにしていなければ、野生の獣に気配を察知されてしまう。今は狩りに集中しなければならない。静かに時を過ごしていると、一匹の獣が探知に引っ掛かった。かなりの大物だ。それに動きが素早い。歩き方から察するに、大猪とみた。猪は特に足が早い。一瞬で仕留めなければ捉えることは不可能だ。シェイラはそこそこ得意な弓矢に手を伸ばした。ある程度の距離を取って攻撃しないと危険だ。大猪が前方の繁みから姿を現した。思ったより距離が近い。「――――光の精霊よ!」シェイラが放った矢は、精霊の助けを借り光の速さで飛んでいく。眉間にストンと突き刺さった。痛みに悶える猪だったが、致命傷には至らなかった。最後の足掻きとばかりに巨体が暴れ狂う。大きな蹄がシェイラの目前に迫る。「――――風の精霊よ!」シェイラは冷静だった。すぐさま精霊の力を借りて軽業師のように身をかわす。すれ違いざま、先端に輪を作った麻縄を鼻面めがけて放り投げた。尖った牙に見事引っ掛かり、猪が暴れ回るたびに輪が絞まっていく。シェイラは太い木の枝を飛び越えた。枝を支点にして麻縄にぶら下がる。全体重をかけて猪の暴走を封じた。やがて力尽きたのか、猪の巨体がどうっ、と倒れる。すかさずナイフでとどめを刺した。「――――――よしっ」シェイラは立ち上がり、不敵に微笑んだ。結局そのあと、更に山鳥仕留めたのだが。「どうやって持って帰ろう............」精霊術で便利に持ち帰るわけにもいかないと気付いたシェイラは、下山方法に頭を悩ませるのだった。	Early morning on a holiday, Seiryuu woke up at the same time as on a weekday and went through his morning workout. First, he walked laps around the training hall, then did sit-ups and back stands each. Then, he did 100 push-ups with only one arm each and then started swinging. The feeling of the imitation sword cutting through the air was pleasant, and his nerves became sharp. Perhaps it was because his senses were heightened that he picked up sounds other than the rustling of leaves in the trees. The footsteps were approaching, though still distant. He lowered his sword and stared into the shadows of the school building. What suddenly appeared was rose-colored hair more vivid than the morning sun. “Oh, it’s Seiryuu. Good morning.” Sheila with her wide eyes rushed over to him. Seiryuu put his imitation sword aside and wiped the sweat off his face with a towel. “Good morning, Sheila. You’re looking a little formal, aren’t you?” He wondered what happened to her so early in the morning, but the first thing that caught his attention was her outfit. Sheila was clad in a breastplate, glove and simple armor. On a leather belt at her waist was a knife, a sword, and several pockets. She had a quiver on her back and a bow in her left hand. On her head was a folded towel with colorful feathers tucked into it, which made her appearance somewhat strange. Should he ask what was going on? Sheila smiled, despite Seiryuu’s extremely complicated feelings. She seemed to be more lively than usual. “I’m going to the mountains for a bit. I’m going to go hunting and pick some medicinal herbs if there are any.” Apparently, she was planning to go into the rugged mountains next to the academy. “You’re going alone? Are you going to be okay?” “I’ll be fine. Do you know how steep the mountain I grew up in? Of course, I’m not going to be careless, but this level of mountain is no problem at all.” No matter how experienced she was in the mountains, he couldn’t shake off his worries, but if hiking was the reason she was so energetic, it would be tactless to stop her. “Right. Please be careful when you go.” “Yes. So, I’m thinking of cooking when I get off the mountain. I don’t know if it will taste good, but I wanted Seiryuu, who has been kind to me, to try it. But I was in a hurry before, so I’m really glad I met you today. Do you have any plans for today?” “Your home-cooked food..... That’s something to look forward to. I have no plans today except to work out and read, so I’ll go.” When he nodded in response, Sheila’s eyes lit up. “Reading military tactics books again? Seiryuu is such a hardworking and cool guy! You train in the morning and read military books in your free time. I want to follow your example.” Her unreserved praise made his cheeks slowly heat up. This wasn’t good. Maybe he hadn’t had enough training. He was flustered when he met her at the bathhouse, but Sheila was just one of his cute underclassmen. Any insolent thoughts he might’ve had was just a figment of his imagination. Seiryuu averted his eyes from Sheila. “..... I simply don’t have the confidence. I’m desperate to make up the difference for the lack of magic power this way. I can’t win if I don’t work hard.” There was no small amount of jealousy towards Sheila who was able to enter the special course even though she didn’t have magic power. No matter how hard he tried, she easily jumped over the gap that he thought could never be closed. Still, he congratulated her on the surface because he was genuinely rooting for her and because he didn’t want her to know that he was jealous of her. He wanted to be seen as a reliable upperclassman. It was embarrassing to think about the fact that she could see he was making such an effort. Seiryuu became increasingly unable to make eye contact. “――Is it wrong to make an effort?” Suddenly, a dignified voice struck his ears. “Somehow, the way you just said it, it sounded like you were disgusted with yourself for making an effort.... Don’t be ashamed of your effort. Rather, I think trying to push past your limits is something to be proud of.” If the tone had been one of admonishment, he was sure he would have been painted in a miserable mood. However, Sheila seemed to be just stating the facts in the same casual tone as usual, so he could easily accept it. It was at times like this that he found something special in her. Sheila smiled softly as usual. Why did that smile make his heart flutter so strangely? “Seiryuu is amazing. No matter what anyone says, I will continue to respect Seiryuu.” “.... Then, in order to continue to be a man worthy of your respect, I must continue to work hard.” Seiryuu smiled back, feeling calm. He didn’t know the name of this feeling he was experiencing for the first time. He pushed away both the urge to hug her and the tingling sensation in his chest, and waved Sheila off as she left. ◇ ◆ ◇ The soft black soil made a crunching sound every time Sheila stepped on it. It was a small but nice mountain, rich in nutrients. Sheila inhaled the smell of wet soil. The fact that she felt unbearably calm was probably because the countryside suited her. “I’m glad I was able to invite Seiryuu too, even though it was last minute. I invited the dorm leader and Bert too, so I’m sure I didn’t miss anyone, right?” She also invited Regress, with whom she had little contact, because she had heard that he was a member of Leidyrune’s fan club. For Sheila, it was a thoughtful gesture, as she was sure he would be happy to have a chance to meet him. But what is a fan club, really? The other day, Cody’s story seemed to make it more confusing..... It seemed that it was possible for two men to be in love. If so, was Regress’ feeling not of admiration but love? And what about the other students belonging to the fan club? ..... No. I still don’t understand it. Anyway, it means that he likes him, yes. Sheila wasn’t good at delicate subtleties of the heart. Due to her simple way of thinking, she was unable to delve deeply into the feelings of others. Especially since she had never had any feelings of love. She proceeded along a fresh, clear path with a vivid density of sprouting greenery. She felt her mind was being liberated with each step she took. “Oh, that flower is honeysuckle. If you pick the buds and dry them in the shade, you’ll get antibacterial and anti-inflammatory honeysuckle. The leaves and stems can be picked again in late fall. I wonder if the flowers on that tree are five-leaf akebia. Are those yellow flowers forsythia? It’s a tree that doesn’t grow in the wild, so maybe someone planted it?” Sheila was surprised to see plants that could be used for medicinal purposes blooming here and there. Was there a student among the academy’s graduates who were well versed in pharmacology as she was? Unless they were cultivating the plants, it would be impossible to find such an abundance of vegetation. She carefully collected a few buds and roots and tucked them into the pocket of her leather belt. On the way, Sheila looked up at the aroma that fluttered through her nose. “This scent.....” A long, thin, green plant that grew in great profusion. When she put her face close to it, she could smell a strong fragrance. “I didn’t know basil could grow in the mountains.” Perhaps someone was still tending to it. If so, Sheila couldn’t afford to tear it up too much. “But I wonder if I could have some of the basil leaves?” It wasn’t a substitute for the basil, but she left some of the medicinal herbs she found on the way here next to it. They were dogtooth violets. Sheila got up and stepped further into the mountains. As she got closer to the summit, the presence of living things became stronger. Sheila took a deep breath and hid herself in a bush. She blended her presence into her surroundings, as if becoming one with the mountain. The sound of birds chirping in the distance. As she sharpened her awareness, she could even sense the presence of insects crawling on the ground. Sheila slowly opened her eyes. Her usual innocence was gone, and her eyes were still and sharp like a honed blade. The people of Denan Village, who used the spiritual arts, knew this sense of oneness with nature. That was why they never forget to thank the gods, the spirits, and the mountains. Don’t the people of the city know this feeling? If the people in the city prayed in their daily lives, would they be able to use the spirit arts? If that were to happen, would the barrier between commoners and aristocrats be lowered? .... I should not. Sheila chased away her miscellaneous thoughts. If she didn’t clear her head, the wild beast would detect her presence. Now she must concentrate on the hunt. While she was quietly passing the time, a beast caught her attention. It was pretty big. And it moved very quickly. From the way it was walking, she guessed it was a big boar. Boars were especially fast. It was impossible to catch unless you killed it in an instant. Sheila reached for her bow and arrow, which she was quite good at. It was dangerous if you didn’t attack from a certain distance. A large boar emerged from the bushes ahead. The distance was closer than she expected. “――O Spirit of Light!” The arrow that Sheila released flew at the speed of light with the help of the spirit. It pierced between its eyebrows. The boar writhed in pain, but the wound wasn’t fatal. The boar’s huge body went berserk as if it were making a last-ditch effort. A large hoof came right in front of Sheila’s face. “――O Spirit of the Wind!” Sheila remained calm. She immediately borrowed the spirit’s power and dodged. As she passed by it, she threw a hemp rope with a loop at the end at his nose. The sharp tusks caught it perfectly, and the loop tightened every time the boar went on a rampage. Sheila jumped over a thick tree branch. Using the branch as a fulcrum, she hung on to the hemp rope. She put all her weight on it to stop the boar’s rampage. The boar’s huge body collapsed with a thud, as if it had run out of strength. She quickly stabbed the boar with a knife to finish it off. “――All right.” Sheila stood up and smiled wryly. She ended up killing three more mountain birds after that. “How do I bring them back home.....?” Sheila, realizing that she couldn’t conveniently take it back home with her spirit arts, was puzzled over how to get down the mountain.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
イングリスとラフィニアの姿を見ると、エリスはびっくりして声を上げる。の改造を試していたんですが、失敗して「だ、大丈夫なの、それは......?」「ええ。たまには子供の姿も悪くありません。結構楽しんでいますよ。ほら見て下さいこのラニを。とても可愛いです」「ま、まあ可愛さで言えば......あなたもね。子供の頃はこんな感じだったのね」「ありがとうございます。それで、どうしてエリスさんがいらっしゃったのですか? ひょっとしてどなたかの傭兵や代理としてわたしと戦って下さるのですか!? では早速手合わせのほうお願いします!」「違うわよ。どうして私がそんな事をしなければならないのよ......!」「......では、エリスさん自身がわたしとお見合いして下さるのでも構いませんが!」「ば、馬鹿を言わないで......! も、もし私が勝ったらあなた、私と結婚する事になるのよ......!? そ、そんな事出来るわけがないでしょう......!?」エリスにしては大きく動揺している様子だった。「まあそのあたりは後で相談するとしてとりあえず手合わせを......!」「だ、ダメよそんな事......!」「はいはいクリス! エリスさんを困らせないの!」ラフィニアがエリスに手合わせをねだるイングリスを止める。「じゃあエリスさんの用って何なんですか?」「え、ええ......私は王家からの要請を伝えるために来ました」「「王家からの要請......!?」」伯母イリーナと母セレーナが驚きの声を上げる。「ええぇっ......!?」の復活......この短期間で、国内で大きな事件が起き過ぎました。まだ今後の国内の方針も固まらない情勢では、この二人の縁談の影響が政治的に大き過ぎるという事です。例えば今、二人を娶った有力貴族が、報復のためにヴェネフィクを討つべしと主張したならば、そちらに大勢の意見が傾くでしょう。それだけの名声が今の彼女達にはあります」とエリスは伯母イリーナと母セレーナに向かって言う。二人は顔を見合わせた後、表情を引き締めて頷いた。「必要以上の影響を避けるため、先程も言ったように今の時期の縁談は見送って頂きたいというのが王家の意思です。この事はビルフォード侯爵やリューク騎士団長の同意を得た上で、既にこちらに縁談を持ち込んだ各所にも通達しています。ですから、縁談の相手はやって来ないはずです。事後承諾になってしまい申し訳ありません」と、エリスが丁寧に伯母イリーナと母セレーナに向けて頭を下げる。「......そ、そうですか――承知しました」「そういう事でしたら、仕方がありません......」「まあ、ラフィニアもクリスちゃんもこんな状態だし......逆に先方にご迷惑を掛けなくて良かったのかもね」「そうね、姉さん。だったら暫く、小さくなった二人を楽しんでいていいのかしら」伯母イリーナと母セレーナは、話し合いながらそれぞれの娘を抱き上げた。「そうして頂けると助かります......確かに二人とも可愛いですね」「あーあ。あたしはお見合いしたかったのにぃ~!」「わたしも国中の精鋭と戦いたかったのに......!」「「あの手紙がなんで......?」」イングリスもラフィニアも口を揃える。「! あぁっ!? クリス、何かやったの......!?」「ラニこそ......! 何かやったんだね......!?」「あなた達がそれぞれ出した手紙......これがどちらもラファエルの所に届いたのよ。ビルフォード侯爵は重要な会議中で、届けられなかったから」片方はイングリスがビルフォード侯爵に宛てたもの。内容としては、ラファエルにイングリスが自分に勝った者がいたら縁談を進めると言っているから、戻って来て挑戦して倒してくれというものだ。まあそれはそれで、イングリスとしてはラファエルと本気の手合わせが出来るのならば歓迎したい所ではある。「あー! クリスのこの手紙、エリスさんが言ってる理由そのままじゃない!」「でも、わたしはラニのほうだけ止めてくれるようにお願いしたのに......」「ラファエルがいきなり予定を変更して休暇が欲しいなんて言うから、ね。その場にいたウェイン王子やセオドア特使もどうしたんだって話になって、手紙を見たら確かにこの時期の縁談は良くないのはその通りだし、お互い相手の事しか書いていないけれど、二人ともに縁談が来ているのは分かったから、両方止めた方がいいという事になったのよ。それでウェイン王子とセオドア特使がカーリアス国王陛下に許可を取って、こういう事になったわ」「ああ......ラファ兄様でなく侯爵様だけに届いていれば......!」知らないうちにラフィニアがラファエルに宛てた手紙を出していたことによって、ラファエルの所に行き先が纏められてしまったのだ。イングリス一人の縁談ならば、挑戦者を全員叩き伏せて政治利用を許さず手合わせを楽しむことが出来たのに。「ラニがラファ兄様に手紙を出すから......!」「クリスが余計な事を書いたから......!」イングリスとラフィニアが、それぞれの母に抱っこされながら言い合っていると―― 「み、皆様......! た、たた大変ですッ!」「エイダさん......!?」のエリスが訪ねて来てもそんな驚き方はしていなかったのに。「ご、ご覧いただければすぐ分かります......! 外に出て、空を見上げてみて下さい!」「外......空......!?」「ひょっとして魔石獣かも!」イングリスは母セレーナの腕からぴょんと飛び降り、真っ先に駆け出した。「あっ! こらクリス......!」「きっとわたしのために来てくれたんだよ! 強い魔石獣だといいな!」走り出すイングリスにラフィニアが付いて行くが、体が小さくなった影響か、転んでしまう。「ひゃんっ! もぉ~~......!」それをひょいと抱き上げてくれたのは、エリスである。「可愛らしくなったのは見た目だけね......! 中身が何も変わってないわ!」文句を言いながらも、ラフィニアを抱いてついて来てくれるエリスと共に、中庭にある騎士団の訓練場に出て―― 「ん......?」影が訓練場の全体に。いや城全体に、いやユミルの街全体に。そこにはユミルの数倍、いや十倍以上の規模を持つ巨大な浮島が浮かんでいた。「おおおお......! あれは......!?」「こ、こんな近くで見たのって初めて......!」その影のせいで、異様なほどに暗かったのだ。	“I was trying to modify an Artifact, but I think I failed, and its Gift went haywire.” “A-are you okay...?” “I am. Being a child is not bad once in a while, and it’s pretty fun too. I mean, look at Rani. Isn’t she just adorable?” “W-well, if it’s about adorableness... so are you. So, this is how you look as a child, huh?” “Thank you very much. And so, can I ask why you are here, Miss Eris? Are you perhaps hired as a mercenary or a surrogate for someone else to fight me?! Then let’s get down to combat right away!” “I’m not! Why would I...!” “...I don’t mind if you’re facing me as a suitor yourself!” “D-don’t be stupid...! If-if I win, you’d have to marry me, wouldn’t you...?! Th-there’s no way that’s okay...!” Eris seemed quite worked up compared to her usual demeanor. “Well, we can sort that kind of thing out later, so for now, let’s have a match...!” “W-we can’t...!” “Okay, Glis! Stop troubling Miss Eris!” Rafinha intervened, stopping Inglis from pursuing Eris further. “Well then, what brings you here, Miss Eris?” “A-ah, yes... I am here to convey a request from the royal family.” ““A request from the royal family...?!”” Both Irina and Selena raised their voices in surprise. “Eeehh...?!” “The assassination attempt against His Majesty Charleas, the Venefian army’s raid on the royal capital, and lastly, but not least, the revival of Prisma... In such a short period of time, too many major events have occurred in the kingdom. During this time when domestic policies have not yet been finalized, the political impact of their marriage is too significant. If, for example, an influential noble family who won their hand in marriage insisted that Venefique should be invaded in retaliation, public opinion would heavily lean in that direction. That’s how prestigious they are right now.” Eris explained the situation to Irina and Selena. ““I-I see...”” The two sisters looked at each other and nodded, their expressions tense. “In order to avoid any unnecessary repercussions, as I mentioned earlier, the royal family wishes to forgo the prospect of marriage. They have obtained the consent of Marquis Wilford and Knight Commander Ryuk, as well as notifying the various parties that have sent their marriage proposals. For that reason, no suitors are supposed to come. I apologize for the after-the-fact nature of this.” Eris politely bowed her head towards Irina and Selena. “...Is that so? I understand.” “If that’s the case, there’s nothing we can do then...” “Well, both Rafinha and Glis are like this, after all... Perhaps it is a good thing since we don’t want to inconvenience the suitors, after all.” “You’re right, sister. Then I guess we can enjoy the two of them being small for a little while longer.” Irina and Selena embraced their respective daughters as they discussed the situation. “That would be very understanding of you... They certainly are both adorable.” Eris smiled at Inglis and Rafinha, a rare sight to see. “Aah, I wanted to have matchmaking, though!” “I also wanted to have a match with the country’s best warriors!” ““Why did that letter lead to this?”” Inglis and Rafinha complained. “Ah?! What did you do, Glis?!” “What about you, Rani...! What have you done?!” “About the letters that you sent out respectively... both of them were delivered to Raphael. Marquis Wilford was in an important meeting and could not receive them at the time.” Saying that, Eris took out two letters. One was from Inglis to Marquis Wilford, and the other was from Rafinha to Raphael. Eris showed Inglis the contents of Rafinha’s letter. Inside, it stated that Inglis claimed she would go through with the matchmaking with anyone who could defeat her, so Rafinha asked Raphael to come back, challenge Inglis, and beat her. Rafinha didn’t mention her own matchmaking at all, probably to avoid interference from her brother. Well, even in this case, Inglis would welcome a serious battle against Raphael if given the chance. “Aah! Glis’ letter contains all the reasons Miss Eris just mentioned!” “But I only asked for Rani’s matchmaking to be canceled, not mine...” “Well, you see, Raphael had a sudden change of attitude and asked for an absence from work out of nowhere. His Highness Wayne and Special Envoy Theodore were confused, and after reading your letters, it became clear to them that this is not a good time for marriage proposals. While each of you only mentioned the other’s matchmaking, it is obvious enough that the proposals come to both of you, so they decided to cancel both. With that, both His Highness and the Special Envoy asked for permission from His Majesty King Charleas, and one thing led to another.” “A-ah... if only it had reached the Marquis instead of big brother Rafa...!” Rafinha’s matchmaking could have been stopped in secret then. And yet, unknowingly, Rafinha had sent a letter to Raphael, which caused Inglis’ letter to be delivered to Raphael’s as well. And unfortunately, that led to a bigger and bigger deal. If only Inglis’ matchmaking alone was allowed to take place, she could have defeated all the challengers and enjoyed the ensuing fights without allowing any political hijinks to take place. “This is all because you sent a letter to big brother Rafa, Rani...!” “Well, it’s because you said these unnecessary things, Glis...!” As Inglis and Rafinha continued their bickering in the arms of their respective mothers, Ada approached the group, appearing even more flustered than before. “E-Everyone...! W-we-, we have a situation!” “Miss Ada...?” Her level of distress surpassed even when Eris the Hyrule Menace paid a visit. “Y-You’ll understand if you see it for yourself...! Please come outside and look at the sky!” “The sky... outside?!” “Perhaps it’s Magic Stone Beasts!” Inglis promptly jumped out of Selena’s arms and dashed outside, fueled by her frustration over the canceled matchmaking. She was prepared to confront any potential Magic Stone Beasts. “Ah! Wait, Glis!” “Oh, I’m sure it’s here for me! I hope it’s really strong!” Rafinha followed Inglis but stumbled along the way, likely due to her shorter limbs. “Hyau! Uuugh~~!” Eris swiftly picked her up. “Even though she’s adorable on the outside, her inner nature remains unchanged!” Despite her comment, Eris held Rafinha in her arms as the two mothers followed closely behind. They hurried outside to the Knights’ training area in the courtyard. And what she beheld— “Hm...?” —was an ominous darkness that cloaked the surroundings. Despite the expected midday hour and favorable weather, an eerie shadow loomed not only over the training ground but the entire castle, even encompassing the entire city of Ymir. Sensing that something was amiss, Eris followed Ada’s instructions and directed her gaze skyward. And there, in the heavens, floated an enormous island, several times, perhaps even dozens of times, larger than Ymir itself. “OOOH...! Could that be...?!” “T-This is the closest I’ve ever seen it...!” The oppressive darkness stemmed from the colossal island’s overshadowing presence.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 4, "inserted_lines_src": 20, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
隣室から響く怒鳴り声をミトロフはベッドの上で聞いている。粗末な壁では防音もされず、ふたりの男の会話はよく聞こえた。おかげで早朝に目が覚めた。迷宮帰りらしいふたり組は、探索の失敗の責任を互いにぶつけ合っている。片方は準備不足を。片方は戦闘能力を。欠けたところを指摘し合い、お前のせいだろ、と怒鳴り合い、ついが足音も荒く廊下を歩いていく。待てよ、と声がかかり、追いかける......声は遠くなり、もう聞こえない。ミトロフは起き上がり、ベッドから足をおろした。頭側の壁に空っぽの鞘だけが立てかけられていて、それがミトロフのわびしさに追い討ちをかけた。自分の敗北の証をまざまざと見せつけられているようである。負けて、逃げた。お前という人間の本質はそうであると言われているようで。ミトロフはぺしゃんこの枕の下に挟んでいた手帳を取り出し、中を開いた。帳簿として活用しているその中には、現在の財産が示されている。施療院への支払いは残っているが、払いの目処はついている。多くはないが貯金もある。だが、新しい剣を買うには心許ない。だが、剣がないからと働きもせずに過ごしていたら、この程度の金はすぐになくなってしまう。「金とは、なくなるものなんだな」ごくごく当たり前のことだが、氷を踏み割る足音のように背後に迫ってくれば、感じ方はまた変わる。ミトロフはブーツの紐を結んで立ち上がった。昨夜のうちに裏庭の井戸から水を運んでおいた。これまではメイドがやってくれていたことである。冬にはミトロフが鈴を鳴らせば、湯気をのぼらせた温かい湯が運ばれてきたものだ。まともな宿なら手間賃を出せばそうした心配りも手に入るだろうが、安宿にそこまで期待できるわけもなく、ミトロフは夜な夜な、身支度のための水を汲むという仕事を覚えていた。その水で口を洗い、洗顔を済ませ、寝癖を直した。迷宮に向かうために、ゴワゴワの作業着に着替える。手入れの行き届いたガントレットを左腕に通してベルトを調整し、腰には短剣のみを吊す。洗って干しておいたハンカチと、食事用のナプキンを懐に忍ばせれば、冒険者としてのミトロフが仕上がる。右腕の痛みは消えている。これならば剣を振るえるだろう。扉を出ると、通路を歩いていく冒険者たちが目に入る。夜のうちに酒だ乱闘だと騒いでいても、朝が来れば彼らもまた剣を握り、自らの運を試すために迷宮に赴くことになる。階段を降りて外に出れば、夜の余韻が香った。ひんやりとした風が頬のうぶ毛を撫でる。連なった建物の向こうの遠い山々に、新鮮な卵の黄身のようにまん丸な朝焼けがあった。街は朝よりも早く、人々の生活の鼓動を打ち始めている。薪を山のように積んだ馬車とすれ違いながら、ミトロフはギルドに向かった。ギルドの建物の前には円形の広場があり、中央には長方形の噴水が据えてある。そこは冒険者たちにとっては観光地でも飾りでもなく、身を洗うためという合理的な理由で活用されていた。泥や魔物の返り血を浴びたまま街中を歩くよりは、水を浴びてびしょ濡れのほうがまだマシというものである。夜を徹した冒険の帰りなのだろう。数組の冒険者たちが服や身体を洗っている。明るい顔もあれば、暗い顔もある。成功したもの、失敗したもの......酷い敗北を味わったものもいるかもしれない。けれど、生きている。生きてここで身体を洗えるなら、また次がある。ミトロフはふと歩み寄って、噴水の水で両手を洗った。そして台座に刻まれた無数の傷に手を触れ、祈った。ここに傷をつけたのは生きて帰ってきた冒険者たちである。その幸運にあやかりたいと思った。ぼくも、ここに戻ってくる。生きて帰る。そうした気持ちは胸の中だけには留めきれず、ふと大声で騒ぎたいような、両手を振り回したいような衝動を持て余した。夜な夜なに宿で冒険者たちが騒ぐのは、同じような耐え難い衝動を抱えていたからかもしれないと思った。ミトロフは今、ようやく自分が冒険者になった気がした。貴族であるミトロフでなく、家を追い出されたただのミトロフでもなく、新米冒険者のミトロフに。自分が何者であるかは、自分にも分からない。最初は楽しんでいた帳簿付けも、繰り返す毎日で金の増減に気を取られるうちに、心がさもしくなってしまったように感じることもある。明日はよくともひと月後は分からない生き方というのは、自由と呼ぶべきか悩ましい。だが、今はこれがミトロフの生き方である。己の腕で小さな金を勘定し、明日、来週、来月をどう生きるかを勘案する。しかし真剣に励んでいれば、自分が生涯をかける価値があると信じるものが見つかるだろう。今の自分は、これでいい。これがいい。先のことは分からないが、今日という一日に命を燃やすことが、自分を正気にさせてくれる。暗い部屋の中で丸くなるよりも、ここに立っている自分のことを誇ることができる。今の自分は間違っていないのだと、証明したい。剣がいる。自分の剣を、取り戻さなければならない。敗北した自分を受け入れ、立ち直り、自分はもう逃げないという覚悟を固めるためにも、あの”魔族”と––––山羊頭の老婆と、もう一度、戦わねばならない。あれは雷を模した魔法を使う。当たれば痺れる。避けねばならない。だが、雷を避けられるのだろうか。そもそも雷とはなんだ? ミトロフは顎肉をつまんで首を傾げた。「ふむ......まずは調べてみるか」分からないなら調べるまで。調べるための場所は、幸いにも知っていた。	Mitrof listened to the yelling coming from the next room while lying on his bed. The shoddy walls offered no noise insulation, and the conversation between the two men was clearly audible. As a result, Mitrof woke up early in the morning. The two men who seem to have returned from the labyrinth were blaming each other for the failure of their exploration. One of them blamed the lack of preparation, while the other blamed the lack of fighting ability. They pointed out each other’s shortcomings, shouted at each other, and finally, one of them walked down the corridor with heavy footsteps while the other chased after him, calling out for him to wait. Eventually, their voices faded away, and they couldn’t be heard anymore. Mitrof got up from the bed and put his feet on the ground. The empty sheath was leaning against the wall next to his pillow, which made him feel even more miserable. It seemed like he was being shown the proof of his own defeat. He had lost his way and ran away. It was said that this was the essence of being human. Mitrof took out the notebook that he had sandwiched under his flat pillow and opened it. It served as a ledger, showing his current assets. The payment for the medical treatment at the clinic remained, but the prospect of paying it off was clear. There wasn’t much, but there were some savings. However, it was not reassuring to buy a new sword with them. But if he spent his days without working while not having a sword, this amount of money would quickly disappear. “Money is something that disappears.” It’s a very obvious thing, but when the sound of footsteps cracking the ice approached from behind like that, one’s perception would change. Mitrof stood up, tying his boots. He had carried water from the backyard well last night. Previously, the maid had done this job. In winter, when Mitrof rang the bell, warm water with rising steam was brought to him. If it were a decent inn, paying a fee would get you this kind of consideration, but in a cheap inn, Mitrof learned to draw water for his personal grooming at night. He washed his mouth and face with this water, and combed out his bed hair. In order to head to the labyrinth, Mitrof changed into his rough work clothes. He adjusted his belt with well-maintained gauntlets on his left arm and strapped only a short sword to his waist. He snuck a freshly washed handkerchief and napkin for meals into his pocket, and thus, Mitrof was ready as an adventurer. The pain in his right arm was gone. Now he could swing his sword with ease. As he exited the door, he saw adventurers walking down the hallway. They may have been partying and brawling during the night, but come morning, they would all grip their swords and head to the labyrinth to test their fortunes. Descending the stairs, he stepped outside, where the scent of night lingered. The cool breeze brushed against his cheek, caressing the fine hair on his face. Behind the chain of buildings, distant mountaintops glowed round and yellow like fresh egg yolks at sunrise. The city had already begun to pulse with the rhythm of people’s lives earlier than usual in the morning. Mitrof passed a wagon piled high with firewood and headed towards the guild. In front of the guild building, there was a round plaza with a rectangular fountain in the center. For adventurers, it was not just a decorative tourist attraction; it was a practical resource for washing up. Getting soaked by water was better than walking around town covered in mud and monster blood. It was probably after a night of adventure. Several groups of adventurers were washing their clothes and bodies. Some had bright faces, while others had dark expressions. There were some who had succeeded, some who had failed, and some who had experienced a terrible defeat. However, they were alive. If they could wash their bodies here and now, there would be another chance. Mitrof approached and washed his hands in the water of the fountain. He touched the countless scars engraved on the pedestal and prayed. The adventurers who returned alive had caused these scars. Mitrof wanted to be blessed with their good fortune. He would also return and come back here. He would survive. He couldn’t contain the feelings in his heart any longer, suddenly feeling an urge to raise his voice and wave his hands in the air with excitement. Perhaps adventurers in inns noisily carrying on night after night may also be burdened with the same unbearable impulse. Mitrof finally felt like he had become an adventurer. Not the noble third son Mitrof, nor the justly expelled Mitrof, but the rookie adventurer Mitrof. He didn’t even know what kind of person he was. At first, bookkeeping was enjoyable, but as the days of counting money and expenditures continued, Mitrof’s mind felt dim and bleak. Living in uncertainty, not knowing what tomorrow, next week, or next month will bring, is either freedom or a source of anxiety. But for now, this is how Mitrof lives. Counting small amounts of money with his own hands and contemplating how to live for tomorrow, next week, or next month However, if he works hard enough, he should be able to find something that he believes is worth dedicating his whole life to. His current situation is good enough. This is good. He doesn’t know what the future will bring, but living each day to its fullest helps keep him sane. He is proud of himself for standing here rather than curling up in a dark room. He wants to prove to himself that he’s not wrong about who he is right now. He needs his sword. He has to take back his sword. He must fight that “demon” again—the goat-skullhead-oldwoman—to accept his defeat, to recover, and to reaffirm his determination not to escape. That creature uses magic to imitate lightning. It would paralyze him if he got hit. He needs to avoid it. ‘But can I dodge the thunder?’ What is thunder, anyway? Mitrof scratched his chin fat and tilted his head. “Hmm... I should investigate first.” If he doesn’t know something, he can just investigate. Fortunately, he knew where to do that.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
本を書きました私が本を書くとしたらタイトルはおそらく「私の展覧会の芸術家達」私の仕事である芸術と文化を理解するには芸術家達に寄り添いその活動の意図や個性に注目する必要がありますジェイジェイの「グッドタイムズ」 (拍手) みなさんには「ダイノマイト」でおなじみかもしれませんが彼はゴールデンタイムの TVに最初に出演した黒人アーティストなのですジャンミシェルバスキアはリアルタイムで私に芸術の持つ可能性を示してくれた最初の黒人アーティストです私が主に対象とするのは黒人アーティストですが彼らを通じて芸術がどのように文化や自分に対する見方を変える方法を探っています私が興味を持つのは歴史を踏まえ新たにするべく時代を超えて残る芸術という世界で自らを顧みつつ私達が見て理解すべき新たな場所を創った人々です学芸員としてこれから話すことはグレンライゴンやキャロルウォーカーの様な芸術家から思いつきましたそもそも私は一体どうしたら芸術史や世界史の中で新しい物語を作り出せるかに興味がありましたそのために私は芸術家の作品の作り方を見て彼らの創作現場を実験室と理解しましたそこから考えると美術館は知識の集積場そして展覧会は質問を投げかけその答えを探し考えるための白紙の解答用紙なのです 1994年に行ったホイットニー美術館での「黒人男性」という展覧会は米国の現代芸術で人種と性別の交わりを表現するものでした展覧会の目的は芸術表現によってたくさんの争点を持つ難しいテーマに関する対話の場を生み出し美術館でその考えを競わせることでしたこの展覧会では年齢も人種も違う 20人以上の芸術家が「黒人男性らしさ」を特定の視点から探りましたこの展覧会で重要なことは私が学芸員としてそしてつなぎ役としてこの対話において果たした役割です展覧会の最中に非常にはっきりと感じたのは人はイメージに頼って物事を理解するということです右がレオンゴラブ左がロバートコールスコットこの展覧会で激しい議論を重ねて芸術の可能性に対する私の考えは完全に変わりました展覧会場である女性が強烈なイメージによって相手を理解した気になるのを心配していました彼女は左の絵を指してこちらの絵は今までの黒人のイメージを描いていて問題があると思うが右はメディアで語られてきたイメージに抵抗する自尊心が感じられるいい作品だと私に言い自信を持って作者の人種は右の作品が黒人アーティストで左が白人だと答えましたが実際は正反対ボブは黒人でレオンは白人ですその場所でその時にそう言われた私が知りたくなったのは伝えたいイメージが実際どのように伝わるのか芸術家はどのように私達が日常からは想像できない空間をイメージによって創るのかです私が今いるハーレムは米国に住む多くの黒人にとって「黒人らしい」生活ができる心の故郷でありハーレムルネッサンスの地でしたまたハーレムは今世紀におけるあり方を探って過去や未来も見つめていますハーレムが面白いのは他の都市とは違い過去と現在と未来を同時進行で考えていることですハーレムの今を語るには過去や未来の話がつき物なのですそう考えていた時に思いついた疑問が美術館が地域のつなぎ役として地域社会に自らを再認識させる変化の担い手となる芸術家に場所を提供できないかです 1月20日のハーレムですとても素晴らしい日でした現在私はハーレムのスタジオ美術館で展覧会をし芸術の可能性を発見する意味を考えています皆さんはどう思いますか皆さんと同じような環境で異文化との対話や創造的革新的な考えの中で芸術家が創作できるとしたら? 私はそういう形の支援を目指して若い黒人の芸術家と仕事をしています芸術家の仕事は素晴らしい作品を作る他に真のつなぎ役をすることです私の取り組みを語る上で歴史に触れる事は重要でスタジオ美術館の 1968年の開館は歴史的な瞬間でしたその後の出来事も考慮した上で現在の私達の特権的な立場を考えてみましょうそしてこの美術館は公民権運動が盛んな時代に設立され米国の芸術史におけるアフリカ系米国人の歴史と伝統の持つ意味をジャコブローレンスやロメールベアデンの作品を通じて探り今日に至ったという事に思いを馳せて下さい 1975年にモハメドアリがハーバード大で講演をしました講演後ある学生から詩を作って欲しいと頼まれた彼は「Me,We」と答えました個人と社会の関係をとらえた意味深い言葉です私が芸術家と接しながら探っているのは今世紀における黒人芸術運動の状況であり現代における文化的な運動の意味ですアリの「Me,We」の言葉は現代社会に対する重大な予言でした私の目標を達成するために「自由形式」「頻度」「流動」のテーマで行った一連の展覧会についてお話ししましょう展覧会の目的は現在活躍していて将来も期待できる若い黒人アーティストを発掘することでしたこの展覧会では特に現代において芸術をつなぎ役ととらえる考え方に疑問を投げかけ黒人文化に限らず私達が一般的に文化を再定義する上で芸術の持つ意味を探りました私は何人かの芸術家を「ポストブラック」と呼んでいますその芸術家達は過去の歴史を踏まえたうえで歴史的一歩を踏み出す人達ですこのような中で私が思いついたことがあります現在の米国のアフリカ系米国人の立場がどういうものであるのかを芸術で表現したりみんなでこうした事を話し合うにふさわしい美術館があるのかです若い芸術家が持っているあり余るパワーを考えるととてもわくわくします芸術家の作品は自分の心情や意見だけを革新的な芸術表現として反映させているものばかりではありませんより大切なことは芸術作品がコミュニティの議論を活性化し私達が現状や将来の状況を理解できることです人種というテーマが思いがけないほど様々な場面で顔を出すことにいつも驚いています芸術家達が積極的にそのテーマに取り組んでいるのも素晴らしいことです私が芸術に関心を持ち疑問を投げかけ展覧会を開くのはこのためですこの展覧会では 8年間で40人の若手作家が他の世代の人々に暗に伝えたい事を深く考えました作品が世界中を回り広く世に出ると同時に私達が直面している問題を内部の人間として考えることを芸術家はどう思うのでしょうこの展覧会はまた創造性について考え米国の都市においてどう育むかを考えました話をまとめましょうこの展覧会は私にとって文化の言説を国際的な文脈で捉え直すためのものでした展覧会の最後の題材は「流動性」でしたここで念頭に置いたのは世界中の芸術家による本物のネットワークですハーレムから外を見るのではなくぐるりと世界を見渡せるようにアフリカ出身の芸術家を集めました私達にもアフリカ大陸が 21世紀に持つ意味は分かると思います芸術家や作品を見るとアフリカの事を考えるのですそれらは将来について何を語り私達の広い対話の中にアフリカを含めるために芸術作品はどのような可能性を作り出せるのかを考えるようになりましたさて芸術作品を見て私が発見するものは? 芸術を考えるとき私が考えることは? 学芸員の良い所は新しい作品に会える事やわくわくする作品に会える事だけではありません自分自身を発見したり展覧会を開いて美しさや権力や私達自身についてお互いに話し合える場を私が提供できる楽しさそのために毎朝目覚めて現代の芸術家についていろいろと考えているのですありがとう	And if I were to write a volume, it would be called, "Artists Who Have Led My Exhibitions" because my work, in understanding art and in understanding culture, has come by following artists, by looking at what artists mean and what they do and who they are. J.J. from "Good Times," significant to many people of course because of "Dy-no-mite," but perhaps more significant as the first, really, black artist on primetime TV. Jean-Michel Basquiat, important to me because [he was] the first black artist in real time that showed me the possibility of who and what I was about to enter into. My overall project is about art -- specifically, about black artists -- very generally about the way in which art can change the way we think about culture and ourselves. My interest is in artists who understand and rewrite history, who think about themselves of the larger world of art, but who have created new places for us to see and understand. I'm showing two artists here, Glenn Ligon and Kara Walker, two of many who really form for me the essential questions that I wanted to bring as a curator to the world. I was interested in the idea I could create a new story, a new narrative in art history and a new narrative in the world. And to do this, I knew that I had to see the way in which artists work, understand the artist's studio as a laboratory, imagine, then, reinventing the museum as a think tank and looking at the exhibition as the ultimate white paper -- asking questions, providing the space to look and to think about answers. In 1994, when I was a curator at the Whitney Museum, I made an exhibition called Black Male. It looked at the intersection of race and gender in contemporary American art. It sought to express the ways in which art could provide a space for dialogue -- complicated dialogue, dialogue with many, many points of entry -- and how the museum could be the space for this contest of ideas. This exhibition included over 20 artists of various ages and races, but all looking at black masculinity from a very particular point of view. What was significant about this exhibition is the way in which it engaged me in my role for this dialogue. One of the things that happened very distinctly in the course of this exhibition is I was confronted with the idea of how powerful images can be in people's understanding of themselves and each other. I'm showing you two works, one on the right by Leon Golub, one on the left by Robert Colescott. And in the course of the exhibition -- which was contentious, controversial and ultimately, for me, life-changing in my sense of what art could be -- a woman came up to me on the gallery floor of how powerful images could be and how we understood each other. And she pointed to the work on the left to tell me how problematic this image was, as it related, for her, to the idea of how black people had been represented. And she pointed to the image on the right as an example, to me, of the kind of dignity to work against those images in the media. She then assigned these works racial identities, basically saying to me that the work on the right, clearly, was made by a black artist, the work on the left, clearly, by a white artist, when, in effect, that was the opposite case: Bob Colescott, African-American artist; Leon Golub, a white artist. The point of that for me was to say -- in that space, in that moment -- that I really, more than anything, wanted to understand how images could work, how images did work, and how artists provided a space bigger than one that we could imagine in our day-to-day lives to work through these images. Fast-forward and I end up in Harlem; home for many of black America, of the black experience, really the place where the Harlem Renaissance existed. Harlem now, sort of explaining and thinking of itself in this part of the century, looking both backwards and forwards ... I always say Harlem is an interesting community because, unlike many other places, it thinks of itself in the past, present and the future simultaneously; no one speaks of it just in the now. It's always what it was and what it can be. And, in thinking about that, then my second project, the second question I ask is: Can a museum be a catalyst in a community? Can a museum house artists and allow them to be change agents This is Harlem, actually, on January 20th, thinking about itself in a very wonderful way. So I work now at The Studio Museum in Harlem, thinking about exhibitions there, thinking about what it means to discover art's possibility. Now, what does this mean to some of you? In some cases, I know that many of you are involved in cross-cultural dialogues, you're involved in ideas of creativity and innovation. Think about the place that artists can play in that -- that is the kind of incubation and advocacy that I work towards, in working with young, black artists. Think about artists, not as content providers, though they can be brilliant at that, but, again, as real catalysts. The Studio Museum was founded in the late 60s. And I bring this up because it's important to locate this practice in history. To look at 1968, in the incredible historic moment that it is, and think of the arc that has happened since then, to think of the possibilities that we are all privileged to stand in today and imagine that this museum that came out of a moment of great protest examining the history and the legacy of important African-American artists to the history of art in this country like Jacob Lawrence, Norman Lewis, Romare Bearden. And then, of course, to bring us to today. In 1975, Muhammad Ali gave a lecture at Harvard University. After his lecture, a student got up and said to him, "Give us a poem." And Mohammed Ali said, "Me, we." A profound statement about the individual and the community. The space in which now, in my project of discovery, of thinking about artists, of trying to define what might be black art cultural movement of the 21st century. What that might mean for cultural movements all over this moment, the "me, we" seems incredibly prescient totally important. To this end, the specific project that has made this possible for me is a series of exhibitions, all titled with an F -- Freestyle, Frequency and Flow -- which have set out to discover and define the young, black artists working in this moment will continue to work over the next many years. This series of exhibitions was made specifically to try and question the idea of what it would mean now, at this point in history, to see art as a catalyst; what it means now, at this point in history, as we define and redefine culture, black culture specifically in my case, but culture generally. I named this group of artists around an idea, which I put out there called post-black, really meant to define them as artists who came and start their work now, looking back at history but start in this moment, historically. It is really in this sense of discovery that I have a new set of questions that I'm asking. This new set of questions is: What does it mean, right now, to be African-American in America? What can artwork say about this? Where can a museum exist to have this conversation? Really, most exciting about this is thinking about the energy and the excitement that young artists can bring. Their works for me are about, not always just simply about the aesthetic innovation that their minds imagine, that their visions create and put out there in the world, but more, perhaps, importantly, through the excitement of the community that would allow us right now to understand our situation, as well as in the future. I am continually amazed by the way in which can take itself in many places that we don't imagine it should be. I am always amazed by the way in which artists are willing to do that in their work. It is why I look to art. It's why I ask questions of art. It is why I make exhibitions. Now, this exhibition, as I said, 40 young artists done over the course of eight years, and for me it's about considering the implications. It's considering the implications of what this generation has to say to the rest of us. It's considering what it means for these artists to be both out in the world as their work travels, but in their communities as people who are seeing and thinking about the issues that face us. It's also about thinking about the creative spirit and nurturing it, and imagining, particularly in urban America, about the nurturing of the spirit. Now, where, perhaps, does this end up right now? For me, it is about re-imagining this cultural discourse in an international context. So the last iteration of this project has been called Flow, with the idea now of creating of artists around the world; really looking, not so much from Harlem and out, but looking across, and Flow looked at artists all born on the continent of Africa. And as many of us think about that continent and think about what if means to us all in the 21st century, I have begun that looking through artists, through artworks, and imagining what they can tell us about the future, what they tell us about our future, and what they create in their sense of offering us this great possibility of watching that continent emerge as part of our bigger dialogue. So, what do I discover when I look at artworks? What do I think about when I think about art? I feel like the privilege I've had as a curator is not just the discovery of new works, the discovery of exciting works. But, really, it has been what I've discovered about myself in the space of an exhibition, to talk about beauty, to talk about power, to talk about ourselves, and to talk and speak to each other. That's what makes me get up every day and want to think about this generation of black artists and artists around the world. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
ファイザは幼い息子の写真を見せてくれ息子を授かってから妊娠・出産までの話を聞かせてくれました驚くべき話でしたがファイザの最後の言葉にはさらに驚かされました「私は処女なの」と言ったのです「それを証明する診断書も2枚あるわ」これは現代の中東での話ですキリスト生誕から2000年が経った今でも処女懐胎が人生の現実として語られるのですファイザの物語は私が何年にもわたりアラブ圏を旅する中で耳にしたセックスについての多くの話の1つですこれは憧れの職業か非常にいかがわしい仕事のように聞こえるかもしれませんが私にとってはそのどちらでもありません私は半分エジプト人でありイスラム教徒ですがアラブのルーツとは遠く離れたカナダに生まれ育ちました東洋と西洋の両方に属している多くの人々と同じように私も長年自分のルーツをよりよく理解したいと考えてきましたセックスに目を向けることにしたのは私がHIVやエイズについて作家研究者そして活動家として関わっているからです中東や北アフリカでのHIVやエイズの大流行の原因はセックスでありこれらは感染者が今も増え続けている世界でたった2つの地域の1つです今セクシュアリティはどの社会を研究するにおいても非常に重要な視点ですなぜなら私たちの夜の営みはより大きな段階の力となり政治や経済宗教や伝統ジェンダーや世代に反映されますその国の人々を本当に知りたいと思うならまず彼らの寝室を見るところから始めなければなりませんもちろんアラブ世界は広大で多様性がありますしかし言葉でも行動でも異議さえ唱えられない超えてはいけない一線が3つあるのですその1つ目は政治ですしかしアラブの春によって政権が覆され 2011年以降地域全体で内戦が起こりました現在は新勢力も旧勢力も普段通り統治を続けようとする一方でよりよい生活をするために何百万人が攻防を繰り広げていますそして2つ目は宗教ですがムスリム同胞団のような組織の台頭によって宗教と政治は今や結び付いています公共の場と私生活におけるイスラム教の役割について疑問を呈し始めている人もいますそして3つ目は触れてはならないあの話題です一体何だとと思われますか? 観客:セックスエルフェキ:聞こえないので大きな声で観客:セックスエルフェキ:もう1度どうぞ恥ずかしがらないで観客:セックスエルフェキ:そうその通りセックスですアラブ圏においてセックスが許される唯一の条件は婚姻です両親の許しを得て宗教の承認を受けて国に登録された結婚です結婚こそが大人になるための手段なのです結婚しなければ両親の家を出ることができずセックスをしてはいけない上に子供を持つなどありえません結婚とは社会的拠り所かつ難攻不落の要塞なのですいかなる攻撃にも耐えるばかりでなく別の選択肢もありませんそしてその周囲には婚前交渉の禁止コンドーム使用の禁止中絶の禁止同性愛の禁止など様々なタブーが広がっているのですファイザはこの生き証人でした彼女が処女であると言ったのは単なる希望的観測ではありませんこの地域の主要な宗教が結婚前の純潔を激賞しているとはいえ家父長制社会においては「男の子はやっぱり男の子」なのです男性が結婚前にセックスをしても人々は大体見て見ぬふりをしますこれは女性には当てはまりません女性は結婚初夜に処女でなければならない― つまり処女膜が損なわれていない状態で初夜を迎えるということですこれは個人の問題ではありません一族の名誉とりわけ男性の名誉にかかわる問題なのですそれゆえ女性とその親族はごく小さな身体の一部を守るために非常に大きな努力をします女性器切除から処女検査そして処女膜再生手術などですファイザは別の道を選びました挿入を伴わないセックスですそれでも彼女は妊娠をしましたがファイザは実は妊娠に気づかなかったのですなぜなら学校で性教育はほとんど行われず家族間のコミュニケーションが希薄なためです彼女の妊娠が隠し切れなくなると母親はファイザが父親や兄弟から逃げる手助けをしてくれましたこれはアラブ圏において数えきれないほどの女性たちにとって名誉殺人が現実の脅威であるからですファイザがようやくカサブランカの病院に収容されたときファイザに助けの手を差し伸べてくれた男性は彼女をレイプしようとしたのです残念なことにファイザのような女性はたくさんいます私の研究の中心であるエジプトで私は結婚と離婚にまつわるたくさんの問題を目の当たりにしました金銭的に結婚する余裕のない男性がとてもたくさんいます結婚はとてもお金のかかるものになってしまったからです男性は結婚生活にかかる金銭的負担を求められますが仕事がないのですこれは近年の動乱の主要な要因の1つでありアラブ圏の多くにおいて結婚年齢が上昇している理由の1つでもあります結婚したいと考えているキャリアウーマンはいますが夫を見つけられずにいますなぜなら性別的役割に反抗しているからですチュニジアの若い女性医師は「女性はどんどんオープンになっているけれど男性はまだ先史時代を生きている」と私に話してくれましたそして異性愛という境界を超えた男女もいます同じ性別の人とセックスをする― あるいは異なる性的アイデンティティを持つ人々です彼らはその行いのみならず見た目さえも罰せられるような法律の対象になります彼らは日々社会的不名誉や失望する家族宗教による地獄の責め苦と闘っているのですそして夫婦の営みについてもすべてがバラ色ではないようです結婚生活により大きな幸せ— 性生活の充実を求める夫婦たちはどうしたら達成できるのか途方に暮れています特に妻がそうです寝室で輝きを見せようものなら悪い女だと思われるのではと恐れているからですそして結婚という名をかたって行われる売春も存在します彼女たちは家族によってしばしば— 裕福なアラブ人旅行者に売られていますこれはアラブ圏で拡大している性産業の一面にすぎませんさてこれまでの話をあなたの出身国で聞いたような覚えがあるという方は挙手をお願いしますはいアラブ世界だけが性に関する悩みを独占しているわけではないようですねアラブ圏の寝室で何が起きているのかを明確に教えてくれるアラブ版のキンゼイ・レポートはまだありませんが何かが間違っていることはほぼ確かです男女における不公平な基準セックスが恥ずかしいものとされ家族が個人の選択を狭めていることうわべと現実の間にも大きな溝があります人々がやっていることとやっていると認めることの溝ですそして概して個人の間でのひそひそ話から真面目で一貫した公の場での議論へ移行したがらないのですカイロのある医師が「ここではセックスはスポーツの反対なんだサッカーはみんなが話題にするけどほとんど誰もやることはないセックスはみんながやっていることだけど誰も話題にしたがらない」とまとめてくれましたあなたに助言します助言に従えば幸せな人生が送れるでしょう夫があなたへと手を伸ばしあなたの身体をつかんだらゆっくり息を吐いて彼を色っぽく見つめましょう彼がペニスであなたを貫いたら誘うように語りかけ彼に合わせて動きましょう刺激的ですね! これらの役に立つヒントは『性の悦び』やユーポーンにあると思われるかもしれません実は 10世紀に書かれたアラビア語の本『悦楽百科事典』に書かれているのですこの事典には媚薬から動物性愛までセックスについてあらゆる事柄が書かれていますこれはアラビア語圏における性愛文学の長い伝統のほんの一例でありその多くは宗教学者らによって書かれたものです預言者ムハンマドまでさかのぼるとイスラム文化圏にはセックスについて率直に語る豊かな伝統がありました問題だけでなく悦びについても男性だけでなく女性の視点からも語られたのです千年前にはアラビア語で書かれたセックスについての事典があったのですセックスのあらゆる要素や体位や好みについて網羅しご覧のように女性の身体を形作るだけの豊かな語彙を有していたのです現在ではこのことはアラビア語圏ではほとんど知られていません教養のある人々にも知られておらず彼らは母国語よりも外国語でセックスについて話す方が気が楽であると感じるのです性にまつわる状況は性革命が起こる直前のヨーロッパやアメリカによく似ていますしかし西洋はセックスについて解放した一方アラブ社会はその反対の方向へと向かおうとしているようですエジプトやその近隣諸国におけるセックスにおける閉鎖性は政治社会文化における閉鎖性から来ていますこれは複雑な歴史的過程の産物でもあり 1970年代末以来のイスラム保守主義の台頭とともに広まったものです「決して受け入れない」というのがセックスに関する現状について異議が唱えられた時の世界中の保守主義者の立場なのですアラブ圏ではこうした異議に西欧の陰謀であるとの烙印を押し伝統的なアラブ・イスラム圏の価値観を傷つけていますしかし本当に問題であるのは保守主義者のもっとも強い統制手段つまり― 宗教でセックスを覆い隠してしまうことですしかし歴史を振り返ればごく最近私たちの父親や祖父の時代にも実用主義であり寛容だった時代他の解釈にも耳を傾ける時代がありました中絶やマスターベーション扇情的な話題である同性愛についてもそうでした保守主義者が信じ込ませようとしているように白か黒かではないのですこれらの話題について —他の事柄と同様に— イスラム教には少なくとも 50色以上のグレーがあります旅を通じて私はアラブ圏全体で様々な意見を模索している男女に会いましたより幸せな結婚生活が送れるよう夫婦の手助けを試みる性科学者学校で性教育が行えるよう尽力する先駆者レズビアンやゲイ― 性同一性障害やトランスジェンダーの男女彼らはネット上や実生活での支援を通じ同じ立場の人々に手を差し伸べようとしています女性たちがまた男性も徐々に街や家庭で起きている性的暴行に対して声を上げて闘おうとしています性産業で働く人々がHIVやその他の職業的な危険から身を守れるよう支援しているグループやファイザのような未婚の母が社会に居場所を見つけられるようそして何より我が子と一緒にいられるよう支援しているNGOもあります今はまだこうした努力は小さなもので資金も不足しており手に負えないほどの逆風を受けていますしかし私は長い目で見れば時代は変わりつつあり彼らの考えが根付くだろうと楽観視したいと思いますアラブ圏における社会的変革は劇的な対立によって打ち負かしたり露呈することで起こるのではなく対話によって起こるものですここで大事なのは性「革命」ではなく性「進化」です世界の他の国々から学び地域の状況に応用し誰かが用意した道に続くのではなく自分たちの道を作るのですこの道はいつか私たちが自分の身体をコントロールでき必要としている情報やサービスを利用でき満足できる安全な性生活を送れる権利へと導いてくれることを願います自分の考えを自由に表現し自分で選んだ人と結婚をし自らパートナーを選びセックスの頻度子供持つかどうかいつ持つのかを選ぶ権利― これらはすべて暴力や強制差別なしに実現されねばなりませんアラブ圏はまだこの理想からは程遠く多くの事柄が変化を必要としています法律教育メディア経済などあらゆる分野で必要とされていますこの実現は少なくとも1世代はかかる大仕事ですしかしこれは私自身が経験した旅― 性生活に関する因習に厳しく疑問を呈することで始まるのですそしてこの旅は私の信念や現地の歴史や文化に対する理解をさらに強くしましたかつて絶対的な原理しか見えていなかったところに多くの可能性を見せてくれたのです今アラブ圏の多くの国々で起こっている混乱を考えると― セックスについて語ることやタブーへの挑戦代替案を見つけることは贅沢であるかのように響きますけれどこの歴史上の重要な瞬間においてもし私たちが私生活や性生活における自由や正義― 尊厳と平等プライバシーや自律性に重きを置かなければ公の場においてもそれらを達成することは難しくなるでしょう政治とセックスは密接に関係していると言われますが私たち全員にとって真実です世界のどこにいようと誰を愛していようと真実なのですありがとうございました	Faiza showed me photos of her infant son and she told me the story of his conception, pregnancy, and delivery. It was a remarkable tale, but Faiza saved the best for last. "You know, I am a virgin," she told me. "I have two medical certificates to prove it." This is the modern Middle East, where two millennia after the coming of Christ, virgin births are still a fact of life. Faiza's story is just one of hundreds I've heard over the years, traveling across the Arab region talking to people about sex. Now, I know this might sound like a dream job, or possibly a highly dubious occupation, but for me, it's something else altogether. I'm half Egyptian, and I'm Muslim. But I grew up in Canada, far from my Arab roots. Like so many who straddle East and West, I've been drawn, over the years, to try to better understand my origins. That I chose to look at sex comes from my background in HIV/AIDS, as a writer and a researcher and an activist. Sex lies at the heart of an emerging epidemic in the Middle East and North Africa, which is one of only two regions in the world where HIV/AIDS is still on the rise. Now sexuality is an incredibly powerful lens with which to study any society, because what happens in our intimate lives is reflected by forces on a bigger stage: in politics and economics, in religion and tradition, in gender and generations. As I found, if you really want to know a people, you start by looking inside their bedrooms. Now to be sure, the Arab world is vast and varied. But running across it are three red lines -- these are topics you are not supposed to challenge in word or deed. The first of these is politics. But the Arab Spring has changed all that, in uprisings which have blossomed across the region since 2011. Now while those in power, old and new, continue to cling to business as usual, millions are still pushing back, and pushing forward to what they hope will be a better life. That second red line is religion. with the rise of such groups as the Muslim Brotherhood. And some people, at least, are starting to ask questions about the role of Islam in public and private life. You know, as for that third red line, that off-limits subject, what do you think it might be? Audience: Sex. Shereen El Feki: Louder, I can't hear you. Audience: Sex. SEF: Again, please don't be shy. Audience: Sex. SEF: Absolutely, that's right, it's sex. Across the Arab region, the only accepted context for sex is marriage -- approved by your parents, sanctioned by religion and registered by the state. Marriage is your ticket to adulthood. If you don't tie the knot, you can't move out of your parents' place, and you're not supposed to be having sex, and you're definitely not supposed to be having children. It's a social citadel; it's an impregnable fortress which resists any assault, any alternative. And around the fortress is this vast field of taboo against premarital sex, against condoms, against abortion, against homosexuality, you name it. Faiza was living proof of this. Her virginity statement was not a piece of wishful thinking. Although the major religions of the region extoll premarital chastity, in a patriarchy, boys will be boys. Men have sex before marriage, and people more or less turn a blind eye. Not so for women, who are expected to be virgins on their wedding night -- that is, to turn up with your hymen intact. This is not a question of individual concern, this is a matter of family honor, and in particular, men's honor. And so women and their relatives will go to great lengths to preserve this tiny piece of anatomy -- from female genital mutilation, to virginity testing, to hymen repair surgery. Faiza chose a different route: non-vaginal sex. Only she became pregnant all the same. But Faiza didn't actually realize this, because there's so little sexuality education in schools, and so little communication in the family. When her condition became hard to hide, Faiza's mother helped her flee her father and brothers. This is because honor killings are a real threat for untold numbers of women in the Arab region. And so when Faiza eventually fetched up at a hospital in Casablanca, the man who offered to help her, instead tried to rape her. Sadly, Faiza is not alone. In Egypt, where my research is focused, I have seen plenty of trouble in and out of the citadel. There are legions of young men who can't afford to get married, because marriage has become a very expensive proposition. They are expected to bear the burden of costs in married life, but they can't find jobs. This is one of the major drivers of the recent uprisings, and it is one of the reasons for the rising age of marriage in much of the Arab region. There are career women who want to get married, but can't find a husband, because they defy gender expectations, or as one young female doctor in Tunisia put it to me, "The women, they are becoming more and more open. But the man, he is still at the prehistoric stage." And then there are men and women who cross the heterosexual line, who have sex with their own sex, or who have a different gender identity. They are on the receiving end of laws which punish their activities, even their appearance. And they face a daily struggle with social stigma, with family despair, and with religious fire and brimstone. Now, it's not as if it's all rosy in the marital bed either. Couples who are looking for greater happiness, greater sexual happiness in their married lives, but are at a loss of how to achieve it, especially wives, who are afraid of being seen as bad women if they show some spark in the bedroom. And then there are those whose marriages are actually a veil for prostitution. They have been sold by their families, often to wealthy Arab tourists. This is just one face of a booming sex trade across the Arab region. Now raise your hand if any of this is sounding familiar to you, from your part of the world. Yeah. It's not as if the Arab world has a monopoly on sexual hangups. And although we don't yet have an Arab Kinsey Report to tell us exactly what's happening inside bedrooms across the Arab region, It's pretty clear that something is not right. Double standards for men and women, sex as a source of shame, family control limiting individual choices, and a vast gulf between appearance and reality: what people are doing and what they're willing to admit to, and a general reluctance to move beyond private whispers to a serious and sustained public discussion. As one doctor in Cairo summed it up for me, "Here, sex is the opposite of sport. Football, everybody talks about it, but hardly anyone plays. But sex, everybody is doing it, but nobody wants to talk about it." SEF: I want to give you a piece of advice, which if you follow it, will make you happy in life. When your husband reaches out to you, when he seizes a part of your body, sigh deeply and look at him lustily. When he penetrates you with his penis, try to talk flirtatiously and move yourself in harmony with him. Hot stuff! And it might sound that these handy hints come from "The Joy of Sex" or YouPorn. But in fact, they come from a 10th-century Arabic book called "The Encyclopedia of Pleasure," which covers sex from aphrodisiacs to zoophilia, and everything in between. The Encyclopedia is just one in a long line of Arabic erotica, much of it written by religious scholars. Going right back to the Prophet Muhammad, there is a rich tradition in Islam of talking frankly about sex: not just its problems, but also its pleasures, and not just for men, but also for women. A thousand years ago, we used to have whole dictionaries of sex in Arabic. Words to cover every conceivable sexual feature, position and preference, a body of language that was rich enough to make up the body of the woman you see on this page. Today, this history is largely unknown in the Arab region. Even by educated people, who often feel more comfortable talking about sex in a foreign language than they do in their own tongue. Today's sexual landscape looks a lot like Europe and America on the brink of the sexual revolution. But while the West has opened on sex, what we found is that Arab societies appear to have been moving in the opposite direction. In Egypt and many of its neighbors, this closing down is part of a wider closing in political, social and cultural thought. And it is the product of a complex historical process, one which has gained ground with the rise of Islamic conservatism since the late 1970s. "Just say no" is what conservatives around the world say to any challenge to the sexual status quo. In the Arab region, they brand these attempts as a Western conspiracy to undermine traditional Arab and Islamic values. But what's really at stake here is one of their most powerful tools of control: sex wrapped up in religion. But history shows us that even as recently as our fathers' and grandfathers' day, there have been times of greater pragmatism, and tolerance, and a willingness to consider other interpretations: be it abortion, or masturbation, or even the incendiary topic of homosexuality. It is not black and white, as conservatives would have us believe. In these, as in so many other matters, Islam offers us at least 50 shades of gray. Over my travels, I've met men and women across the Arab region who've been exploring that spectrum -- sexologists who are trying to help couples innovators who are managing to get sexuality education into schools, small groups of men and women, lesbian, gay, transgendered, transsexual, who are reaching out to their peers with online initiatives and real-world support. Women, and increasingly men, who are starting to speak out and push back against sexual violence on the streets and in the home. Groups that are trying to help sex workers protect themselves against HIV and other occupational hazards, and NGOs that are helping unwed mothers like Faiza find a place in society, and critically, stay with their kids. Now these efforts are small, they're often underfunded, and they face formidable opposition. But I am optimistic that, in the long run, times are changing, and they and their ideas will gain ground. Social change doesn't happen in the Arab region through dramatic confrontation, beating or indeed baring of breasts, but rather through negotiation. What we're talking here is not about a sexual revolution, but a sexual evolution, learning from other parts of the world, adapting to local conditions, forging our own path, not following one blazed by another. That path, I hope, will one day lead us to the right to control our own bodies, and to access the information and services we need to lead satisfying and safe sexual lives. The right to express our ideas freely, to marry whom we choose, to choose our own partners, to be sexually active or not, to decide whether to have children and when, all this without violence or force or discrimination. Now we are very far from this across the Arab region, and so much needs to change: law, education, media, the economy, the list goes on and on, and it is the work of a generation, at least. But it begins with a journey that I myself have made, asking hard questions of received wisdoms in sexual life. And it is a journey which has only served to strengthen my faith, and my appreciation of local histories and cultures by showing me possibilities where I once only saw absolutes. Now given the turmoil in many countries in the Arab region, talking about sex, challenging the taboos, seeking alternatives might sound like something of a luxury. But at this critical moment in history, if we do not anchor freedom and justice, dignity and equality, privacy and autonomy in our personal lives, in our sexual lives, we will find it very hard to achieve in public life. The political and the sexual are intimate bedfellows, and that is true for us all. no matter where we live and love. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
イングリスはそちらへ向けて、すたすたと歩み寄る。「勿論承知しています――ですから、休憩をと言っています」「......?」「ラニ――! お願い、あれを持って来てくれる?」「う、うん......! 分かったわ――!」ラフィニアが持って来てくれたのは――美味しそうに焼けた神竜の肉の串焼きである。「これは神竜の肉です。その秘められた強靭な生命力は、万病に効く霊薬にもなり得ます――ほら、見て下さい」イングリスの視線の先には、レダスらに介抱され、城壁を背に座っているカーリアス国王の姿だ。瀕死に近い重傷だったが、もう意識を取り戻すまでに回復している様子だ。ただ美味しいだけではなく、神竜の肉にはそういう効能もあるのだ。良薬口に苦しとは言うが、神竜の肉に関してはそれが当てはまらない。流石は元々この世界の者ではないと言われる竜の、それも最高峰の神竜の肉。「......! 大将首を挙げ損ねたという事――か......」「それはまだ分かりませんが――さ、これをどうぞ? お食べになって下さい」「情けをかけるつもりかァ......その代わり戦いを止め、降伏しろとでも――」そんなつもりは毛頭ない。無いのだが―― ロシュフォールの黄金の盾が白く輝き始め、人型の影となって行く。リップルと同じような、獣の耳と尻尾を持つ獣人種の女性だった。受ける印象は好対照で、大人びた淑やかさを漂わせている。「ロス――! も、もう止めましょう......! あなたが助かるのなら、私は......!」そんな彼女を、ロシュフォールは睨みつけ―― 「「誰が戦いを止めると――っ!」」イングリスとロシュフォールの台詞が重なる。言葉尻こそ違えど、言っている内容としては全く同じである。「え、ええぇ......っ!? あ、あなたはロスを助けようとしてくれているのでは......?」イングリスにまで同じことを言われたのは、驚いた様子だった。「ええ、仰る通りですが?」「では、戦いを止めるべきでは――? 命を救う代わりに、降伏を促しているのでしょう?」「そんな事をして何になります?」「な、何って......? あなた方が勝って、戦いは終わって危機が去って――」にの女性に、イングリスは静かに首を振る。「そんな事を、わたしは望みませんが?」「これを食べて、戦いを続けましょうと言っています。降伏などとんでもない。そんな事をされては困ります――」「......! あなたは......!?」「敵に塩を送る――と言う事かァ......っ!?」そう呻くロシュフォールはもう、かなり辛そうだ。「いえ、そのような恩着せがましいものではありません。それは本当に見返りを求めない善行でしょう? わたしは見返りを求めます。あなた方と本気の手合わせを、心行くまで楽しむという見返りを――」体験に対価を払うというのは、何も可笑しくな的な行為だろう。騎士アカデミーに授業料を納めて訓練を受けるのと同じだと言える。今回はその相手が敵国の聖騎士と「ですからどうぞ、受け取って下さい? すぐに動ける程度にはなるかと」「ハッハハ......! イカレてるなあァ......!? 君は――! このまま私を殺しておけば何も面倒は無いものを、自分が戦いたいからという理由だけで、この死体を引きずり起こしてまた殴ろうとするか......! その酔狂が君の国を亡ぼすかもしれんのだがなァ......!?」「最終的に辻褄が合っていれば、少々自分が楽しんでしまってもよいかと――きっと大丈夫ですよ?」自分が勝てば何も問題は無い。そして負けるつもりはない。だから大丈夫。「――ホントにそうだといいけど、はぁ......」聞いているラフィニアは一つ大きく深いため息をつく。「あ、ラニ――だ、ダメじゃないよね? いいよね......? ほら、力も出し切れないまま終わるなんて可哀想だし、武士の情けというか――」「......複雑ぅ。確かに病気でなんて、気の毒な気もするけど――ね。本当ならお肉をあげて、その代わりに降伏して貰うのが一番だと思うの」「わ、私もそう思うのですが......」ラフィニアの言葉に、向こうの「そんなのダメだよ、ラニ――! それじゃダメ......!」「アルル! つまらん事を言うな......ッ!」を窘めたロシュフォールは、血で汚れた口元をにやりと歪め、イングリスに応じる。「ククク......! いいだろう気に入った......! 食ってやるぞォ――! 貸せッ......!」「はい、どうぞ――美味しいですよ?」ロシュフォールは肉を受け取り、口に運ぼうとするが―― 口だけは威勢がいいが、もはやそれ程弱っているという事だ。	Inglis walked up to him briskly. 「I am painfully aware! That is why I suggest you to take a break.」「......?」「Rani! Can you please bring it here?」「Y-, yeah! Hang on!」 What Rafinha brought... was a skewer of deliciously grilled Dragon God meat. 「This is the flesh of a Dragon God. Lies hidden within it is a life force so strong, it can be an elixir to cure all kinds of illness! Behold.」 Inglis turned around, and what lay before her was the sight of King Charleas sitting against a wall as Redas and other Knights took care of him. He had been wounded nearly to death, and yet he recovered enough to regain consciousness. The flesh of a Dragon God, not only was it tasty, it had healing properties too. People said that good medicine was bitter, but that wasn’t exactly true when it came to the flesh of a Dragon God. Inglis could expect no less from the meat of dragons, beings that came from outside this world, and Dragon God was the highest of all. Common sense of this world simply didn’t apply to them. 「......! So, I failed to take the head of your general...」「I won’t say anything conclusive just yet. So, here you go. Please help yourself.」「What, you want to offer me mercy... and in return, you’d ask me to stop fighting and surrender?」 No, she didn’t have that intention, not the slightest bit... Rochefort’s golden shield then began to glow white before taking up a humanoid silhouette. What appeared was a beastfolk woman, with beast ears and tail, much like Ripple. And she looked to be about the same age as her as well, at around early twenty at most. The impression she gave was one of maturity and ladylike grace. This person must have been the Hyrule Menace. She appealed to Rochefort with a frantic look. 「ROSS! Let’s, let’s stop all this! If you can be saved, then I’m...!」 Rochefort then glared at her... 「「Who said this fight—!!」」 His words overlapped with Inglis’. While they differed in the end, what they said was essentially the same. 「E-, Eeehh?! A-, aren’t you trying to save Ross?」 Ross was someone the Hyrule Menace knew long and well. She had expected him to not listen to her when she appealed, but Inglis practically saying the same things word by word was outside her expectation. 「I am, why?」「If so, then shouldn’t we stop fighting? You offered to save his life in exchange for his surrender, don’t you?」「And what is the purpose of doing that?」「Wh-, what do you mean what? You’ll win, and the fight can end without endangering yourself!」 Inglis wordlessly shook her head. 「Why should I want something like that?」「I am offering this so that we can continue fighting. Surrender is simply outrageous. I’d rather not have you resort to that...」「......! You......?!」「Showing mercy to your own enemy— is that it?!」 Even as Rochefort moaned those words, his voice was riddled with pain. Something needed to be done fast or else it would be too late. 「No, no. I don’t mean any condescension whatsoever. Giving mercy means that I’m not expecting anything in return, no? I am expecting something in return; the pleasure of fighting the two of you at full power with my heart’s content!」 There was nothing weird about offering payment for an experience, it was a common practice. It was the same as paying tuition to receive an education at the Knight Academy. In this case, the one Inglis paid was a Holy Knight and a Hyrule Menace from an opposing country, and the experience they offered was the opportunity to fight them to the best of their abilities. 「So, please take it. You will be up and running in no time.」「HAA HA HA! You’re b̲a̲t̲s̲h̲i̲t̲ insane, aren’t you?!! You could have just killed me no problem, and yet you’d rather deny a dead man from his grave just so that you could hit him all over again! That lunacy could be the downfall of your country, you know?!」「As long as it works out in the end, who’s to blame if I have a little bit of fun on the side? I am sure it’ll be all fine.」 As long as she won, then there wouldn’t be a problem. She had no intent to lose either way. It would be fine. Inglis answered with a gentle smile. 「—I really wish that’s what going to happen, haa...」 Rafinha heaved a deep, deep sigh. 「Ah, Rani... I-it’s not a no, right? I can do it, right? Look, isn’t it pitiful if he just died after he ran out of power? Like, I’m giving him a warrior’s mercy or something...」「......This is hard. I mean, I do feel bad that he’s sick, but... you know? I still think that it’s best if you just give him the meat and ask him to surrender in return.」「I-, I am of the same opinion......」 The enemy Hyrule Menace nodded her head to Rafinha’s words. 「We can’t do that, Rani! That’s bad!」「Arles! Don’t say something stupid!」 Rochefort rebuked the Hyrule Menace, whose name was Arles before he grimaced and wiped his blood-stained mouth as he answered Inglis. 「Kukuku! Fine, I like it! I’ll eat that! Give it!」「Here you go~ It’s good, isn’t it?」 Rochefort took the meat and attempted to bring it to his mouth, but... His hands were shaking so badly, the skewer almost slipped out of his hand. For a man with a big mouth, he was no longer as strong as he used to be.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 20, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
またテクニカルサポートに電話した上司の忠告を聞かず月曜の朝に電話した今はもう夜中晩ご飯ははじめ冷たくそれから固くなったまだ受話器を握ったまま沈黙に耳を傾けている分かっているとは思わない電話の向こうにはきっと誰もいない言われた通りにボタンを全部押したけど 18時間も待たされたままやつらのソフトでMacがクラッシュしただけでなく絶えずハングし爆弾マーク ROMさえ消えた! 今や沈黙するMacに耳を傾けている復讐の夢に思いを巡らせる彼らがバイク事故を起こし傷からは血が流れ出し薄れゆく意識の中で 119 番をダイヤルし医師が来るのを待つがやってくるのは俺だそしてやつらは沈黙に耳を傾けるどうもありがとうこんばんは「ブロードウェーの伴奏者だったTED講演者を当てろ」のコーナーにようこそ 6年前にニューヨークタイムズのコラムを依頼されたとき契約はこういうものでした「最高にクールでかっこいい最新のガジェットを受け取る毎週家に送り届けられるそれを目新しさが無くなるまで試し遊び評価してから送り返すそれにより報酬を受け取る」ちょっと考えてみてください昔からテクノロジーおたくだった私はこの仕事がすごく気に入りましたしかしこの仕事にはちょっとした問題がありましたコラムの末尾にいつも私のメールアドレスがついていたことですそのため膨大なメールを受け取ることになりましたもし孤独に悩んでいるならニューヨークタイムズにコラムを書くといいですよ何百通というメールを受け取ることになります最近受け取るメールの多くは不満に関するものです人々が感じているのは...おっと警告のポップアップが出ていましたプロジェクターに映してなくて良かったみんな圧倒されていますテクノロジーが多すぎ変化が早すぎるとみんな感じていますいいテクノロジーなのかもしれませんが十分なサポート体制があるとは言い難いデザインを使いやすく― 使うのが楽しくなるようにするための考慮が十分払われていません Dellのテクニカルサポートと連絡を取ろうと苦労した話をコラムに書いたら 12時間の内に700件も読者のメッセージがニューヨークタイムズのサイトのコメント欄に寄せられました「私もそうだった」「私なんかこうだった」私はこれを「ソフトへの怒り」と呼んでいますこの怒りをお金に変える方法を見つけた人間は... どうしてこんなのが出ているんだろう? 冗談ですどうして悪化しているのでしょう? 皮肉なことに業界がソフトを使いやすくしようと力を注いだためなのです説明しましょうこれがかつてのコンピュータ DOSです年を経てコンピュータは使いやすくなっていきましたこれが初代のMacオペレーティングシステムレーガンが大統領でマドンナがまだブルネットだった頃のものですオペレーティングシステム全体が 211KBに収まりました Mac OS Xなんてロゴだけで211KB以上あるでしょう皮肉なことにコンピュータが使いやすく非技術系の人でも使えるようになったことでより幅広い人々が初めてコンピュータに触れることになりました私は以前特別な計らいで Appleのコールセンターで1 日過ごしたことがあります予備のヘッドセットで会話を聞かせてもらいました「この電話での会話は品質保証のため録音されることがあります」彼らがそう言っているのはご存じですか? いえいえ彼らが録音するのはバカなユーザのおかしな話を集めて CDを作るためですそれが彼らのやっていることです私もコピーをもらいましたあなたのカンファレンスバッグにも入ってます嘘ですあなたの声が入っています! すごく典型的で理解できるような話もありますマウスがキーキー鳴るとある女性が Appleに電話で苦情を言ってきました「マウスがキーキー鳴るとはどういうことですか?」と担当者が尋ねると「とにかく速く動かすほど画面が酷い音を出すのよ」と答えました担当者が驚いて「画面の上でマウスを動かしているんですか?」と聞くと「ここをクリックしてくださいって出てましたもの」こんな話がお好きなんですか? 時間はあるかな? ある男が電話してきました本当の話ですよ! コンピュータがクラッシュして何度11 をタイプしても再起動しないと言いました「どうして11 をタイプしたんですか?」と聞くと「“エラータイプ: 11”とメッセージが出たので」だから率直に言ってユーザの問題である場合もありますしかしどうしてテクノロジー過剰の危機複雑化の危機が今押し寄せているのでしょう? ハードウェアの世界では― 消費者は何でもより小さいものを望みますだからガジェットはどんどん小さくなっていきますが指の方は基本的に同じサイズのままですだからどんどん難しくなっていくのですソフトウェアには別な力が働きます次々と新バージョンを出す要請があるのですソフトウェアは花瓶やキャンディーのように買って所有するわけではありませんそれは毎年会費を支払うクラブに入るようなものです毎年ソフト会社は言ってきます「機能を追加しました 99ドルです」 Photoshopだけでいつの間にか 4,000ドルも払った人を知っていますソフト会社は収入の35パーセントをアップグレードから得ています私はこれを「アップグレードのパラドックス」と呼んでいるのですがソフトウェアというのは改善し続けているとそのうち駄目にしてしまうものなのです Microsoft Wordが単なるワープロだったのはアイゼンハワー大統領の時代にまでさかのぼりますしかし代わりに何があるでしょう? Microsoft は実際試したことがあります「みんな機能を追加しすぎだと不平を言っているワープロだけのソフトを作ってやろうじゃないかシンプルで純粋な Webページ作成やデータベースのないやつを」それが現れました Microsoft Writeですみなさんご存じないでしょう大失敗でした誰も買いませんでした私はこれを「SUVの原理」と呼んでいますみんな必要もないパワーに取り囲まれているのが好きなんですデータベースやWebページ作成機能なんて必要ないのにこう言うのです「アップグレードしておこうそのうち必要になるかもしれないからね!」問題は機能を追加していくとどうなってしまうかということですどこに付けたらいいかもわからないツールがやたらたくさんありますボタンがありスライダーがありポップアップメニューにサブメニューしかし注意して選ぶようにしないとこんなことになってしまいます細工なんてしてませんよジョークじゃなく正真正銘Microsoft Wordの写真です皆さんのWordでもツールバーを全部出してやるとこうなりますそんなことはしないだろうと思いますがこれじゃこのちっちゃなところでタイプすることになります今やインタフェースのマトリックスの時代ですあまりに多くの機能やオプションがあり 2 次元が必要です縦に横 Microsoft Wordが点を箇条書きに変えたり URLに勝手に下線を付けたりするのにみんな文句を言いますがそれをオフにするスイッチがあるのです本当にどっかにはあるんです! シンプルで良いインタフェースをデザインするコツは機能のどれをどこで使うべきか分かっているということですこれはWindows 2000のログオフダイアログです選択肢が4つしかないのにどうしてプルダウンを使うんでしょうね? 他にいろいろコンポーネントがあってスペースを切り詰めなきゃいけないわけでもなし全部見えるようにだってできたのです Appleなら同じダイアログボックスをこう作りますありがとうええ私がデザインしました嘘です AppleとMicrosoftではデザインに対するアプローチに大きな違いがあります Microsoftのシンプルにするためのアプローチは分解してステップを踏むようにするというものですこういうウィザードが至るところにありますこの秋にWindowsの新バージョンが出てきますが彼らがこの調子で続けていくならいったいどんなことになるのか予想も付きません単語入力ウィザードへようこそ試してみましょう「次へ」をクリックするとタイプしたい最初の文字をプルダウンメニューから選んでくださいだから超えるべきでない線というのがあるのです答えは何なのでしょう? どうやったらこれらの機能をシンプルで知的な仕方で詰め込むことが出来るのでしょう? 私の考えでは可能な限り一貫性を保ち可能な限りゴミ箱のような実世界のメタファを使い多くのものにラベルを付けておくことですしかしデザイナの皆さんには知的にするという― 最重要のルールのために時には他のルールを全て破って頂きたいのですそれはどういうことでしょうか? 一貫性には欠けても知識を生かすことで改善される実例を示しましょう Webで何か買い物をするとき住所を入れますがそのとき国を選びますよね? 世界には国が200くらいありますインターネットは地球村だと思いたいところですが残念ながらまだそうなってはいませんインターネットは主としてアメリカとヨーロッパと日本ですだったらどうしてアメリカを “U”のところに置くんでしょう? たどり着くのに7画面分もスクロールしなきゃなりませんアメリカを一番上に置くのは一貫性は欠きますが知的なやり方ですこれは前にも話したことがありますが Windowsをシャットダウンするときに押すボタンが何で「スタート」なんでしょうね? もう1つ挙げると印刷がありますほとんどの場合やりたいのは 1 部だけページ順にいつものプリンタに出すということですじゃあ何で毎回印刷するたびにこんなのが出てくるんでしょう? ジャンボジェットのコクピット並みですしかも一番下のボタンが「印刷」ですらないシンプルさを信条に掲げる会社は Appleだけではありません Palmも特に昔はこの点で素晴しかったです Palmが絶好調だった90年代に講演しに行って社員の人と話したことがあります「あなたはここでどんな仕事をしているんですか?」と聞くと「タップ数を数えています」と言います「何ですかそれ?」と聞くと彼は「CEOのジェフホーキンスが言うんですよ “Palm Pilotで3回より多くタップしなきゃいけないタスクはデザインし直しだぞ”ってそれでタップ数を数えているわけです」タップ数を数えていない会社の例をお見せしましょう Wordで新しい白紙の文書を作るとしましょう ...そういうことだってあるかもしれないでしょう? まずファイルメニューに行って「新規作成」を選びます「新規作成」を選ぶと何が起きるのでしょう? 新しい白紙の文書が出来るのでしょうか? 違います画面の反対側にタスクバーが現れてそのどこかに... ちなみに一番上ではありませんよ...たくさんあるリンクのどれかが新しい文書を作るためのボタンになっていますタップ数を数えていない会社ということです Microsoftをコケにしても話だけじゃつまらないですよね... 観客: やってやって! 喜んで! ビルゲイツの歌です! 僕はずっとギークで最初のDOS を書いた IBM と一緒に僕のソフトを売った僕が利益を取って彼らは損失をかぶった僕は世界中が使うソフトを作ったみんなからロイヤリティを取っているくずみたいなところもあるけれどメディアはだまされるコンピュータを買ったのじゃあソフトを買いなソフト会社はみんな Microsoftのために研究開発している最近はいいアイデアを押さえておくことなんて出来やしない Windowsでさえパクリだ Macを元にしただから大きくて遅いんだ君たちはどこへも行けやしないほめられたくてやってるんじゃない僕は今日の世界に合うソフトを作るあらゆるところが月並み僕らは世界支配態勢に入った君たちに選択肢はない僕のソフトを買うんだ僕はビルゲイツこのソフトを書いているしかし私は2つのMicrosoftがあると思います WindowsとOfficeを作っている古い方のMicrosoftはすべてを投げ出してはじめからやり直したいのにできないあまりに多くのアドオンや他の会社のものが 1982年の筐体に閉じ込められているからですしかし新しいMicrosoftというのもあって素敵でシンプルなインタフェースデザインをしています私はMedia Center PCが好きでした Microsoft SPOT Watchが好きでしたこのワイヤレス腕時計は市場では見事に失敗しましたがそれはシンプルで美しいデザインでなかったからではありませんなぜかといえば携帯みたいに毎晩充電しなければならず局番が違うところに行くと動かなくなるような腕時計に月10 ドル払う人なんているでしょうか? 複雑化の危機は悪くなる一方のように見えます希望はないのでしょうか? 画面は小さくなっていきますみんなマニュアルも読まずに使おうとします新しいものが早いペースで現れますスティーブジョブズが1997年に 12年ぶりで Appleに復帰したのは MacWorld Expoのときでした黒のタートルネックとジーンズという姿で現れて何かこんな風にしました聴衆は大喜びしましたが私はどこかで見たことがある気がしましたマドンナの映画「エビータ」を見たばかりだったのですスティーブジョブズのもやらなきゃ不公平ですよね簡単じゃないだろうみんな私を変だと思っている Appleの未来は暗いと言った後になぜ戻ったのか説明しようとした信じないかもしれないけどあなた方が目にしているのはガレージで唯一の友であるウォズとともにやり始めた10代の子供だガレージとウォズは韻を踏んでいる? 私のために泣かないでクパチーノ本当に君を捨てたことはないんだ今やどうすればいいか分かる仕掛けが分かった Pixarでは大儲けした私のために泣かないでクパチーノ今でもやる気とビジョンを持っている今もどんな天気だろうとサンダルを履いている今のはGUCCIの革製だけどどうもありがとうスティーブジョブズは常にシンプルさエレガンス美しさを信奉していました正直言って私はずっと失望していましたアメリカ人は明らかにそういったものに価値を置かず Windowsの95パーセントのシェアに対し Macは3パーセントのシェアしかありませんでしたそういったことに金を払う価値があると思われてなかったのですだから失望していたのですがアルゴアの講演を聞いて失望の意味を知らなかったことに気づきましたしかし私は間違っていました iPodが現れてあらゆる常識を覆したのです他の製品はもっと安くもっとたくさんの機能がありボイスレコーダーや FMトランスミッター機能が付いています他の製品はMicrosoftに支えられオープンな標準に従っています Apple独自の標準ではなくそれなのにみんなiPodを欲しがった! この教訓はシンプルなものは売れるということですそして業界はそこから学んでいますシンプルさとエレガンスの点でとてもうまくやっている小さな会社があります Sonosなんかすごく人気ですいくつか例を持ってきました物としてとてもクールなエレガントでよく考えられた製品が最近出てきましたデジタルカメラでどうやって写真をパソコンに移しますか? USB ケーブルを引っ張り出してくるかメモリカードリーダーを買って引っ張り出してくるかでしょうどちらにしてもどっか行ってしまいそうです私のやつはメモリカードを取り出し半分に折ると USBコネクタが出てきますあとはコンピュータに差し込んで写真を移しまたカメラに戻しますなくなるようなものはありませんもう1つ例をお見せしましょう皆のパワーの大元であるクリスにコンセント役をお願いしましょうクリス: ああいいよしっかり持って離さないでこれはAppleの新しいノートPCです電源コードをたらしておきますこんな風にやってしまったことありませんかあるいはお子さんが足を引っかけて床に落としてしまう借り物なので私は気にしませんがうわっ! 磁石になっているんですノートPCは床に落ちません最後の例になりますが私は多くの作業を音声認識ソフトを使ってやっていますこのソフトは敏感なので静かにお願いします音声認識ソフトはメールを素早く書けて素晴らしいピリオド私は毎日何百通ものメールを受け取るピリオドこれは単に私が口述したことを書き出すだけではないピリオドボイスマクロという機能も使っているピリオド修正「dissuade」を「not just」にここはホールで音が反響してあまり理想的な状況ではありません短い言葉で長い文章が入力されるようにすればメールの返事を素早く書くことができます誰かがファンレターをくれたとしましょう私は「それはどうも」と言います逆に何か意地の悪いメールを受け取ったときは ...そういうのは毎日来ますが... 「ムカツク」と言いますこれは私の秘密ですからどうか内緒にしておいてくださいねこれには面白い話がありますこのソフトはバージョン8なんですがバージョン8で何が付け加えられたか分かりますか? 新機能なしソフトウェアでかつてそんなことはありませんでした彼らは単にこう言ったのです「ソフトウェアが正しく動くようにします」人々はずっとこのソフトを買って試しては精度が95パーセントつまり20語に1語間違うため― 使うのをやめてしまうのですこの会社はそういうのにうんざりして「このバージョンでは全く正確にする以外には何もしない」と言いその通りにしたのです物事を正しくやる信条が広がり始めていますだからテクノロジーの消費者である人たちへのアドバイスとして何かがうまくいかなくともそれはあなたのせいとは限らないと言いたいその製品のデザインが悪いのかもしれません良いデザインと悪いデザインを見分けられるようになってくださいそして製品を作る側の人たちに言いたいのは「やさしいは難しい」ということです使う人のために細部に労力を払ってくださいタップ数を数えてください難しいのはどの機能を追加するかではありませんどれを落とすかということですそして何よりもシンプルなものは売れるということですブラボーどうもありがとうございましたすごく良かったよ!	I've called for tech support again. I ignored my boss's warning. I called on a Monday morning. Now it's evening, and my dinner first grew cold, and then grew mold. I'm still on hold. I'm listening to the sounds of silence. I don't think you understand. I think your phone lines are unmanned. I punched every touch tone I was told, but I've still spent 18 hours on hold. It's not enough your software crashed my Mac, and it constantly hangs and bombs -- it erased my ROMs! Now the Mac makes the sounds of silence. In my dreams I fantasize of wreaking vengeance on you guys. Say your motorcycle crashes. Blood comes gushing from your gashes. With your fading strength, you call 9-1-1 and you pray for a trained MD. And you listen to the sounds of silence. Thank you. Good evening and welcome to: "Spot the TED Presenter Who Used to Be a Broadway Accompanist." When I was offered the Times column six years ago, the deal was like this: you'll be sent the coolest, hottest, slickest new gadgets. Every week, it'll arrive at your door. You get to try them out, play with them, evaluate them until the novelty wears out, before you have to send them back, and you'll get paid for it. You can think about it, if you want. So, I've always been a technology nut, and I absolutely love it. The job, though, came with one small downside, and that is, they intended to publish my email address at the end of every column. And what I've noticed is -- first of all, you get an incredible amount of email. If you ever are feeling lonely, get a New York Times column, because you will get hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of emails. And the email I'm getting a lot today is about frustration. People are feeling like things -- Ok, I just had an alarm come up on my screen. Lucky you can't see it. People are feeling overwhelmed. They're feeling like it's too much technology, too fast. It may be good technology, but I feel like there's not enough of a support structure. There's not enough thought put into the design of it to make it easy and enjoyable to use. One time I wrote a column about my efforts to reach Dell Technical Support, and within 12 hours, there were 700 messages from readers on the feedback boards on the Times website, from users saying, ""Me too, and here's my tale of woe." I call it "software rage." And man, let me tell you, whoever figures out how to make money off of this frustration will -- Oh, how did that get up there? Just kidding. Ok, so why is the problem accelerating? And part of the problem is, ironically, because the industry has put so much thought I'll show you what I mean. This is what the computer interface used to look like, DOS. Over the years, it's gotten easier to use. This is the original Mac operating system. Reagan was President. Madonna was still a brunette. And the entire operating system -- this is the good part -- the entire operating system fit in 211 k. You couldn't put the Mac OS X logo in 211 k! So the irony is, that as these things became easier to use, a less technical, broader audience was coming into contact with this equipment for the first time. I once had the distinct privilege of sitting in on the Apple call center for a day. The guy had a duplicate headset for me to listen to. And the calls that -- you know how they say, "Your call may be recorded for quality assurance?" Uh-uh. Your call may be recorded so that they can collect the funniest dumb user stories and pass them around on a CD. Which they do. And I have a copy. It's in your gift bag. No, no. With your voices on it! So, some of the stories are just so classic, and yet so understandable. A woman called Apple to complain that her mouse was squeaking. Making a squeaking noise. And the technician said, "Well, ma'am, what do you mean your mouse is squeaking?" She says, "All I can tell you is that it squeaks louder, the faster I move it across the screen." And the technician's like, "Ma'am, you've got the mouse up against the screen?" She goes, "Well, the message said, 'Click here to continue.'" Well, if you like that one -- how much time have we got? Another one, a guy called -- this is absolutely true -- his computer had crashed, and he told the technician he couldn't restart it, no matter how many times he typed "11." And the technician said, "What? Why are you typing 11?" He said, "The message says, 'Error Type 11.'" So, we must admit that some of the blame falls squarely at the feet of the users. But why is the technical overload crisis, the complexity crisis, accelerating now? In the hardware world, it's because we the consumers want everything to be smaller, smaller, smaller. So the gadgets are getting tinier and tinier, but our fingers are essentially staying the same size. So it gets to be more and more of a challenge. Software is subject to another primal force: the mandate to release more and more versions. When you buy a piece of software, it's not like buying a vase or a candy bar, where you own it. It's more like joining a club, where you pay dues every year, and every year, they say, "We've added more features, and we'll sell it to you for $99." I know one guy who's spent $4,000 just on Photoshop over the years. And software companies make 35 percent of their revenue from just these software upgrades. I call it the Software Upgrade Paradox -- which is that if you improve a piece of software enough times, you eventually ruin it. I mean, Microsoft Word was last just a word processor in, you know, the Eisenhower administration. But what's the alternative? Microsoft actually did this experiment. They said, "Well, wait a minute. Everyone complains that we're adding so many features. Let's create a word processor that's just a word processor: Simple, pure; does not do web pages, is not a database." And it came out, and it was called Microsoft Write. And none of you are nodding in acknowledgment, because it died. It tanked. No one ever bought it. I call this the Sport Utility Principle. People like to surround themselves with unnecessary power, right? They don't need the database and the website, but they're like, "Well, I'll upgrade, because, I might, you know, I might need that someday." So the problem is: as you add more features, where are they going to go? Where are you going to stick them? You only have so many design tools. You can do buttons, you can do sliders, pop-up menus, sub-menus. But if you're not careful about how you choose, you wind up with this. This is an un-retouched -- this is not a joke -- un-retouched photo of Microsoft Word, the copy that you have, with all the toolbars open. You've obviously never opened all the toolbars, but all you have to type in is this little, teeny window down here. And we've arrived at the age of interface matrices, where there are so many features and options, you have to do two dimensions, you know: a vertical and a horizontal. You guys all complain about how Microsoft Word is always bulleting your lists and underlining your links automatically. The off switch is in there somewhere. I'm telling you -- it's there. Part of the art of designing a simple, good interface, is knowing when to use which one of these features. So, here is the log-off dialogue box for Windows 2000. There are only four choices, so why are they in a pop-up menu? It's not like the rest of the screen is so full of other components that you need to collapse the choices. They could have put them all out in view. Here's Apple's take on the exact same dialogue box. Thank you -- yes, I designed the dialogue box. No, no. Already, we can see that Apple and Microsoft have a severely divergent approach to software design. Microsoft's approach to simplicity tends to be: let's break it down; let's just make it more steps. There are these "wizards" everywhere. And you know, there's a new version of Windows coming out this fall. If they continue at this pace, there's absolutely no telling where they might wind up. [Welcome to the Type a Word Wizard] "Welcome to the Type a Word Wizard." Ok, I'll bite. From the drop-down menu, choose the first letter you want to type. Ok. So there is a limit that we don't want to cross. So what is the answer? How do you pack in all these features in a simple, intelligent way? I believe in consistency, when possible, real-world equivalents, trash can folder, when possible, label things, mostly. But I beg of the designers here to break all those rules if they violate the biggest rule of all, which is intelligence. Now what do I mean by that? where intelligence makes something not consistent, but it's better. If you are buying something on the web, you're supposed to put in your address, and you're supposed to choose what country you're from, ok? There are 200 countries in the world. We like to think of the Internet as a global village. I'm sorry; it's not one yet. It's mainly like, the United States, Europe, and Japan. So why is "United States" in the "U"s? You have to scroll, like, seven screensful to get to it. Now, it would be inconsistent to put "United States" first, but it would be intelligent. This one's been touched on before, but why in God's name do you shut down a Windows PC by clicking a button called "Start?" Here's another pet one of mine: you have a printer. Most of the time, you want to print one copy of your document, in page order, on that printer. So why in God's name do you see this every time you print? It's like a 747 shuttle cockpit. And one of the buttons at the bottom, you'll notice, is not "Print." Now, I'm not saying that Apple is the only company who has embraced the cult of simplicity. Palm is also, especially in the old days, wonderful about this. I actually got to speak to Palm when they were flying high in the '90s, and after the talk, I met one of the employees. He says, "Nice talk." And I said, "Thank you. What do you do here?" He said, "I'm a tap counter." I'm like, "You're a what?" He goes, "Well Jeff Hawkins, the CEO, says, 'If any task on the Palm Pilot takes more than three taps of the stylus, it's too long, and it has to be redesigned.' So I'm the tap counter." So, I'm going to show you an example of a company that does not have a tap counter. This is Microsoft Word. Ok, when you want to create a new blank document in Word -- it could happen. You go up to the "File" menu and you choose "New." Now, what happens when you choose "New?" Do you get a new blank document? You do not. On the opposite side of the monitor, a task bar appears, and somewhere in those links -- by the way, not at the top -- somewhere in those links is a button that makes you a new document. Ok, so that is a company not counting taps. You know, I don't want to just stand here and make fun of Microsoft ... Yes, I do. The Bill Gates song! I've been a geek forever and I wrote the very first DOS. I put my software and IBM together; I got profit and they got the loss. I write the code that makes the whole world run. I'm getting royalties from everyone. Sometimes it's garbage, but the press is snowed. You buy the box; I'll sell the code. Every software company is doing Microsoft's R&D. You can't keep a good idea down these days. Even Windows is a hack. We're kind of based loosely on the Mac. So it's big, so it's slow. You've got nowhere to go. I'm not doing this for praise. I write the code that fits the world today. Big mediocrity in every way. We've entered planet domination mode. You'll have no choice; you'll buy my code. I am Bill Gates and I write the code. But actually, I believe there are really two Microsofts. There's the old one, responsible for Windows and Office. They're dying to throw the whole thing out and start fresh, but they can't. They're locked in, because so many add-ons and other company stuff locks into the old 1982 chassis. But there's also a new Microsoft, that's really doing good, simple interface designs. I liked the Media Center PC. I liked the Microsoft SPOT Watch. The Wireless Watch flopped miserably in the market, but it wasn't because it wasn't simply and beautifully designed. But let's put it this way: would you pay $10 a month to have a watch that has to be recharged every night like your cell phone, and stops working when you leave your area code? that the complexity crunch is only going to get worse. So is there any hope? The screens are getting smaller, people are illuminating, putting manuals in the boxes, things are coming out at a faster pace. It's funny -- when Steve Jobs came back to Apple in 1997, after 12 years away, it was the MacWorld Expo -- he came to the stage in that black turtleneck and jeans, and he sort of did this. The crowd went wild, but I had just seen -- I'm like, where have I seen this before? I had just seen the movie "Evita" -- and I'm like, you know what? I've got to do one about Steve Jobs. It won't be easy. You'll think I'm strange. When I try to explain why I'm back, after telling the press Apple's future is black. You won't believe me. All that you see is a kid in his teens who started out in a garage with only a buddy named Woz. You try rhyming with garage! Don't cry for me, Cupertino. The truth is, I never left you. I know the ropes now, know what the tricks are. I made a fortune over at Pixar. Don't cry for me, Cupertino. I've still got the drive and vision. I still wear sandals in any weather. It's just that these days, they're Gucci leather. Thank you. So Steve Jobs had always believed in simplicity and elegance and beauty. And the truth is, for years I was a little depressed, because Americans obviously did not value it, because the Mac had three percent market share, Windows had 95 percent market share -- people did not think it was worth putting a price on it. So I was a little depressed. And then I heard Al Gore's talk, and I realized I didn't know the meaning of depressed. But it turns out I was wrong, right? Because the iPod came out, and it violated every bit of common wisdom. Other products cost less; other products had more features, they had voice recorders and FM transmitters. The other products were backed by Microsoft, with an open standard, not Apple's propriety standard. But the iPod won -- this is the one they wanted. The lesson was: simplicity sells. And there are signs that the industry is getting the message. This is a little company that's done very well with simplicity and elegance. The Sonos thing -- it's catching on. I've got just a couple examples. Physically, a really cool, elegant thinking coming along lately. When you have a digital camera, how do you get the pictures back to your computer? Well, you either haul around a USB cable, or you buy a card reader and haul that around. Either one, you're going to lose. What I do is, I take out the memory card, and I fold it in half, revealing USB contacts. I just stick it in the computer, offload the pictures, put it right back in the camera. I never have to lose anything. Here's another example. Chris, you're the source of all power. Will you be my power plug? Chris Anderson: Oh yeah. DP: Hold that and don't let go. You might've seen this, this is Apple's new laptop. This the power cord. It hooks on like this. or one of your children. You walk along -- and I'm about to pull this onto the floor. I don't care. It's a loaner. Here we go. Whoa! It's magnetic -- it doesn't pull the laptop onto the floor. In my very last example -- I do a lot of my work using speech recognition software. And I'll just -- you have to be kind of quiet because the software is nervous. Speech recognition software is really great for doing emails very quickly; period. Like, I get hundreds of them a day; period. And it's not just what I dictate that it writes down; period. I also use this feature called voice macros; period. Correct "dissuade." Not "just." Ok, this is not an ideal situation, because it's getting the echo from the hall and stuff. The point is, I can respond to people very quickly by saying a short word, So if somebody sends me a fan letter, I'll say, "Thanks for that." [Thank you so much for taking the time to write ...] And conversely, if somebody sends me hate mail -- which happens daily -- I say, "Piss off." [I admire your frankness ...] So that's my dirty little secret. Don't tell anyone. So the point is -- this is a really interesting story. This is version eight of this software, and do you know what they put in version eight? No new features. It's never happened before in software! The company put no new features. They just said, "We'll make this software work right." Right? Because for years, people had bought this software, tried it out -- 95 percent accuracy was all they got, which means one in 20 words is wrong -- and they'd put it in their drawer. And the company got sick of that, so they said, "This version, we're not going to do anything, but make sure it's darned accurate." And so that's what they did. This cult of doing things right is starting to spread. So, my final advice for those of you who are consumers of this technology: remember, if it doesn't work, it's not necessarily you, ok? It could be the design of the thing you're using. Be aware in life of good design and bad design. And if you're among the people who create this stuff: Easy is hard. Pre-sweat the details for your audience. Count the taps. Remember, the hard part is not deciding what features to add, it's deciding what to leave out. And best of all, your motivation is: simplicity sells. CA: Bravo. DP: Thank you very much. CA: Hear, hear!	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
ケーテはともかくガルヴが魔法の槍に当たれば重傷を負ってしまうだろう。どうせ守るならまとまってくれるとすごく助かる。アリオとジニーが俺の展開する魔法の障壁の中で怯えた声を出している。俺を安心させるために言う。「アリオ。ジニー。ここにいれば大丈夫だ。俺が守る」「ああ、ありがとう」「あ、ありがとうございます!」そして、俺は通話の腕輪を起動して、腕輪につながる全員に聞こえるようにして語り掛ける。「エリック。ゴラン報告だが、ヴァンパイアの拠点を見つけた」『なんだと? どこにあんだそれは』『詳しく聞かせてほしい』俺は二人に村の位置と状況を報告する。『眷属と魅了された者たちだけか......』「だが、今は非常に強力な魔法の槍で攻撃を受けているところだ。ハイロードクラスがいると考えた方がいい」『なんだと? それを早く言え』「こっちは任せろ。ケーテもいるからな。それにエリックたちが駆けつけた頃には戦闘は終わっているだろうさ」『わかった。戦闘は任せる』『......後処理のためにすぐに人を派遣しよう』そして俺は通話を切った。通話している間も、魔法の槍は降り注ぎ続けている。「なかなかの魔力量だな」「ロック! 敵が見つからないのである」「隠れているんだろう。少し待っていてくれ」「わかったのである」この前、倒した真祖は、隠ぺいがものすごく得意だった。ヴァンパイアどもも、隠ぺいの重要性に気付いたのかもしれない。俺は魔法の障壁を維持したまま、魔力探知を発動させる。村を調べたときよりも、かなりレベルを上げて周囲を探る。「ケーテ! 全部だ!」そう言いながら、俺は五匹に向けて魔法の槍を放つ。敵が数百本とこちらに撃ち込んできている魔法の槍を攻撃手段として選んだのはあえてだ。一方的に攻撃されて腹がたっていたので意趣返しである。隠れていた五匹に向けて魔法の槍を放って、悲鳴を上げたの。敵の内訳は、アーク四匹とロード一匹と言ったところだろうか。だが、ただのアークやロードではないのは確実だ。ただのアークたち相手なら、ケーテが魔法の槍の出所に気づかないはずがないからだ。それに、ただのロードが俺の魔法の槍を避けられるはずもない。「強化済みか?」そうつぶやいて、俺はアーク四匹を見た。四匹は、俺の放った魔法の槍に貫かれて血を吐いている。致命傷に近い。だが、完全にとどめを刺すまで油断できないのがヴァンパイア種だ。ケーテは俺の魔法の槍の着弾と同時に、ものすごい速さで走り出している。ケーテの目指す相手は、魔法の槍をかわした一匹。この場にいる敵の中で、一番強いであろうロードだ。ケーテは人型で、しかも素手。だが、凄まじい速さで間合いを詰めると、蹴り飛ばすと見せかけて、直前に上に跳ぶ。フェイントをかけたうえで、勢いよくこぶしを打ち下ろした。ロードは必死の形相で、ケーテの拳をギリギリかわす。空ぶったケーテの拳は地面にあたり、大きな音を出して土煙を激しく巻き上げた。いや、土煙というよりも土と石の混ざった爆風だ。ケーテはロードを至近距離での格闘戦に引きずり込んだ。しかも、有利に戦いを進めている。風竜王は人型でも、格闘戦に秀でているようだ。あっちはケーテに任せて大丈夫だろう。「さてと、逃げられると思わないことだ」俺は魔法の槍で心臓あたりに大きな風穴があいている四匹に向けて言う。「最初から殺しに来たってことは、俺たちのこと知っているんだろう?」「人族風情が調子に乗りやがって!」「その人族ごときに調子に乗られて恥ずかしくないのか?」ヴァンパイアどもから情報を仕入れたいのでとどめを刺しにくい。だが、あまり長引かせるわけにはいかない。アリオとジニーがいるのだ。それに近くにはヴァンパイアに制圧された村がある。中から村人たちがやってきたら厄介だ。眷属ならば容赦なく倒せばよいが、魅了されている村人ならばそうはいかない。殺さずに制圧し、無力化して、解呪しなければならない。一人一人が弱くとも人いれば厄介なことこの上ない。「ケーテ! あまり時間はない。さっさと片付けてくれ」「ロックは難しいことを言うのである!」「任せっきりにはしてられないか」ケーテは、文句なしに戦闘力は高い。だが、対ヴァンパイア戦がうまくない。至近距離での格闘に持ち込んだのは素晴らしい判断だ。実際、ロードは魔法を使う暇すらない。一方的に殴られている。だが、対ヴァンパイア戦で必要なのは倒しきるための攻撃だ。首をひねり切るか、心臓を抉り出すかしたうえで燃やしたりする必要がある。「お前たちにかかわっている暇が無くなった」俺はそう言うと、アークヴァンパイアたちの首を魔神王の剣で斬り落とした。	Kathe was one thing, but if Grulf was hit by magic arrows, he would be heavily wounded. And if I was going to protect everyone, it would be easier if they were all gathered together. Within my magic barrier, Ario and Ginny let out frightened shrieks. And so in order to calm them, I said, “Ario. Ginny. You’ll be safe here. I will protect you.” “Yes, thank you.” “Th-thank you!” And then I activated the communications bracelet, and talked so that everyone who was connected to it could hear me. “Eric. Goran. I thought I’d make a report. I found a vampire base.” ‘You what? Where is it?’ ‘Please tell us the details.’ And so I told them the location of the village. ‘So there are only thralls and charmed...’ “However, we’re currently being attacked by very powerful magic spears. And so I believe there is a High Lord nearby.” ‘What! You should have said that earlier.’ “Leave it to me. Kathe is here as well. Besides, the battle will be finished by the time you arrive, Eric.” ‘Very well. I’ll leave the fighting to you.’ ‘...I’ll send people to deal with the aftermath.’ “Aye, thank you.” And then I ended the communication. Even as I was talking, the magic spears continued to rain down on us. “That’s a lot of magic energy.” “Locke! I cannot find the enemy.” “They must be hiding. Just wait a minute.” “I understand.” The last ancestor I had defeated had been very good with concealment. Perhaps the vampires had then learned the importance of concealment magic. And so while maintaining the magic barrier, I activated Magic Detection. And this time, I raised the level considerably, compared to the time I scanned the village. “Kathe! There are five in all!” I said, and then unleashed my own magic spears at them. I purposely chose the same method as the enemy, as they had unleashed hundreds of them on us. And the one-sided attacks had gotten on my nerves. While I had unleashed the magic spears at all five of them, there were only four screams. In that case, it was likely that there were four Archs and one Lord. However, they were clearly no ordinary Archs or Lords. If they were ordinary Archs, there was no way that Kathe wouldn’t have been able to tell where the magic spears were coming from. Besides, a normal Lord would not have been able to dodge my magic spears. “Are they enhanced?” I muttered as I looked at the four Archs. They had all been pierced by the magic spears, and were coughing up blood. It was almost a mortal wound. However, these were vampires, and you could not relax until they were completely dead. As soon as my magic spears landed, Kathe had dashed out at a tremendous speed. Kathe was targeting the one that had gotten away. The Lord, who would be the strongest one that was here. Kathe was in human form, and was unarmed. However, she bridged the gap with incredible speed. And after feigning a kick, she jumped over them at the last second. After this feint, her fists came down with a violent force. The Lord was desperate, and just barely managed to dodge Kathe’s attack. Her fists slammed into the ground, and with a loud crash, clouds of dust rose into the air. No, it was more like a storm of soil and rock. Kathe had forced the Lord into close quarters combat. And the fight was moving in her favor. Even though the lord of the wind dragons was in human form, she was still good at fighting. It was clear that I could leave it to Kathe. “Well, don’t think that you can escape now.” I said to the four, who all had large holes near their hearts from the magic spears. “Since you tried to kill us immediately, you must know who we are?” “You’re awfully arrogant for a human!” “And isn’t it a shame that you were defeated by such a human?” As I wanted to get information from the vampires, I could not finish them. However, I couldn’t let this go on for too long. Ario and Ginny were here. And nearby, there was a village that was suppressed by vampires. It would be dangerous if the villagers started to come out. If it was just thralls, I could kill them all without mercy, but it wouldn’t work like that with charmed villagers. I had to suppress and disarm them without killing them, so that I could break the spell. And even if they were weak as individuals, seventy of them would be very difficult to deal with. “Kathe! We don’t have much time. Hurry up and take care of it.” “It’s easier said than done, Locke!” “I can’t just let her do everything.” I had no complaints when it came to Kathe’s combat ability. However, she wasn’t that great when it came to fighting against vampires. It had been a good decision to get close to that one and fight. In fact, the Lord didn’t even have time to use its magic. It was a one-sided fight, where it was just being hit. However, when fighting vampires, you need an attack that could finish them off. Like cutting off their head, or gouging out the heart, and then burning them. “I don’t have time to talk to you all anymore.” I said, and then I cut off the heads of the Arch Vampires with my Devil King Sword.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 9, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 4 }
俺の放った最初の弓は、ゼウスの左胸に命中した。電脳世界に現れた最高神といえど、形自体は人間と変わらない。無意識に心臓を狙って撃ってみたが......どうなんだろうか? HPゲージは見えない仕様だ。風雲竜とかと同じ超レアモンスター扱いなのだろう。とりあえず、心臓はそもそも高い位置にありすぎる。もっと下の方にある弱点を狙うべきだが......。相手は強敵だ。ためらっている場合ではない。俺は無慈悲にも股間を狙った。キリリリリ......シュッ! 全年齢向けのゲームなので当然衣服に覆われているが、それでも何か当たれば気にするはずだ。神といえど男......。しかし、ゼウスは特に反応を示さない。好色で子どもも多いゼウスにとって、股間は弱点ではなくストロングポイントなのかもしれないな......。それにしても、ゼウスは少しずつ俺に向けて歩くだけで攻撃を仕掛けてこない。こちらとしてはありがたいが、不気味でもあるな......。ゴロ......ゴロゴロゴロ...... 雷鳴......! 空はどこもかしこも黒い雲に覆われている。ゼウスがハッキリ見えるほど明るいのは、雷雲が常に稲光を起こしているからだ。そして今、その稲光の1つが地上へと落ちた。落ちたのは俺から少し離れた位置。だが、その爆音と威力の恐ろしさを知るには十分だった。ここにワープする前に見た巨大な黒焦げのクレーターが、そっくりそのまま出来上がっていたのだ。実際に食らってみないことにはわからないとはいえ、この感じだと電気が弱点であるガー坊どころか俺も即死しそうだ......。いや、前向きに考えるんだ。この雷の威力なら食らった時点で終わりだから、ガー坊の弱点を気にする必要はない。どちらにせよ死ぬ。それにこれで攻撃方法は判明した。ゼウス自身が巨体ゆえ動きがゆっくりである代わりに、天から雷を降らせて攻撃してくるのだ。正直あの巨体で接近戦を仕掛けてくるの怖かった。飛び道具対飛び道具ならこちらも対抗できる。武器を持っていないことも助かった。神話上でゼウスは恐ろしい武器の数々を所有しているが、目の前のゼウスは白い布をまとっているだけだ。つまり、あの雷さえ何とかなれば......。とはいえ、落ちてくる雷を見てから避けるのは無理だ。注意すべきは雷鳴......ゴロゴロという音。さっきの落雷の前にも音はしていたが、少し遠く感じた。ゴロゴロという音が遠いと、落雷の位置も自分から遠くなる。ならば、近い時は近くに落ちるのだろう。幸いゼウスはデカいので矢を外すことはない。目よりも耳に意識を集中して、とにかく攻撃を続けるんだ。「弓時雨! 裂空!」 15分という制限時間がある以上、クールタイムが存在する奥義は早めに使わないと発動できる機会が減ってしまう。再使用が可能になったら、またすぐに発動することを忘れてはいけない。ただでさえ相手のHPが多そうで、俺の火力は足りていない。奥義をどれだけ発動できるかが勝敗を分ける。それはガー坊も同じだ。【オーシャンスフィア】や【赤い流星】【8連装ミサイル】などの強力な奥義から先に使っていく。俺は射程特化だが、ガー坊のステータスは攻撃特化だ。火力面で必要不可欠な存在なので大事に扱いたいところだが、今回ばかりは少し賭けに出る。ガー坊が一番火力を出せるのは間違いなく接近戦だ。なので、ゼウスの『足』に突撃させる......! ガー坊は空を飛んでいるように見えるが、実は浮いているだけでホバークラフトに近い。だから、あまり地上から離れたところには行けない。接近戦を仕掛けるには足を狙うしかないのだ。まあ、【オーシャンスフィア】発動状態のガー坊を蹴飛ばせるほどゼウスは素早くない。それにゼウス周辺には雷が落ちていないことに気づいた。しかし、それも【オーシャンスフィア】で海の中と同じスピードを得ている間だけ。効果が切れたら俺の近くに戻す。とにかく、こういうHPゲージというゴールが見えない敵と戦う時には、先のことを考えてはいけない。目の前の攻撃を避け、一発一発攻撃を当てることだけを考えるんだ。ゴールは見えないだけで存在する。マラソンだってゴールは見えないほど遠くだが、やることは一歩一歩足を前に出し続けることだけだ。そうすれば時間はかかってもいずれたどり着く。「問題はそこまで生き残れるかってことだな......」落雷の位置はランダムっぽいので、ゼウスの機嫌次第で回避だけに集中しなければならない時もある。そうすると攻撃の手が止まってしまう。こればっかりは運次第。まさに神に祈るしかないってことか......。 ◆ ◆ ◆ 視界の端っこに表示されている残り時間が3分を切った。俺もガー坊も生き残っているが、ゼウスも健在だ。しかし、その見た目には変化が起こっている。服がボロボロになっているのだ......。だが、同時に攻撃の手も激しくなった。落雷の頻度が増え、同時に3つ落ちるようになった。さらに落ちた後、電気が爆発するようにスパークする。このせいで何発か体を電気がかすった。俺の場合は装備が魔防に優れているので、かする程度では致命傷にはならなかったが......。「ガー坊! 戻れ!」【オーシャンスフィア】の効果が切れたガー坊を近くに呼び戻す。本当は効果が切れる少し前に戻さないと、ノロノロ移動することになって危険なのだが、俺も落雷を避けていたので命令が遅れた。音がかなり近いが、これなら少し後ろに下がれば当たらな......あっ!? ちょうど今、ガー坊が俺の方にまっすぐ戻ってきているところだ......! このスピードだと直撃する......! しかし、通常のフィールドにいる時のようにガー坊を引っ込めることは出来ない。ここが試練のための空間だから、何かしらの制限を受けているのかもしれない。「ガー坊! ストレイトダーツ!」「ガー! ガー!」あまり使わないガー坊の突進スキル【ストレイトダーツ】。これを連発すれば普通に泳ぐよりは速い。ガー坊はギリギリ落雷を避け......きれなかった。直撃は免れたが、落ちた後の爆発的スパークが体をかすめたようだ。「大丈夫か!? ガー坊!」明らかに元気がなくなっているガー坊。かすっただけでもこの状態なんだ。やはり、電気はガー坊の天敵だ。すぐに回復アイテムを使ってガー坊のHPを回復する。残り時間は2分弱......。本来ならば奥義がクールタイムに入り、大した火力を出せなくなったガー坊は置いておいて、攻撃に集中すべきなんだろう。だが、無意識に回復を選んでいた。ユニゾンはキルされても失われるわけではない。蘇生すれば元通りだが、見捨てる気が起きなかった。「時間は少ないが、さらにゼウスの服がボロボロになっている。ありがたくないが、ありがたい。最後まで頑張るぞ、ガー坊!」「ガー! ガー!」 ――ぴこんっ! ユニゾンとの『絆ポイント』が一定数を上回りました。『合体奥義』を解放します。アナウンスが脳内に流れる。『絆ポイント』ってなんだ? そんなポイントはステータスに表示されていなかった。まさか......マスクデータという奴か? プレイヤーには見えざる数値が......。その時、ガー坊がバラバラになった。なんて考えている場合ではない! 「なんじゃこりゃあああああああああ!!!」バラバラになったガー坊が『風雲弓』と合体している......!? 風と雲をイメージした空色と白色の弓が、赤と黒の装甲で覆われている! 情報が多すぎる。ちょっと落ち着いて......いるような時間はない。残り時間は1分を切っている。ええい、物は試しだ! 「流星弓!」放たれたのは赤く輝く無数の矢。【弓時雨】の比ではないほど大量に、【裂空】に迫るほどのスピードで、矢がゼウスに殺到する。まるでガー坊の【赤い流星】の力が矢に宿ったように......。まさに流星......いや、流星群! 残り時間はあと少し。もうこの奥義だけが希望だ......! 雷が落ちてくることは考えず、ひたすら矢を放つ。体が自分の物ではないようだ......。あまりに早すぎて矢を撃つ腕の残像が見える。「......止まった?」残り時間がゼロを刻むことはなかった。ゼウスがしゃがみ込んだかと思うと、そのまま天へと跳躍し消えた。雷雲が消え去り、青空が顔を出す。勝った......のか? 『おめでとうだにょん! まさか本当に倒しちゃうとは思わなかったにょん!』チャリンが紙吹雪をまきながら現れる。電脳世界の紙吹雪はいくらまいてもカゴからなくなることはなく、地面に触れると消えるから便利だな......なんて、どうでもいいことが気になってしまう。他に気にすることがあるだろうに。『生き残るとは思ってたけど、時間内に倒しきるには火力が足りないんじゃないかなぁ......と思ったら、まさかこのタイミングで合体奥義を獲得するとは! ビックリだにょん!』そうだ。ガー坊のおかげで俺は勝つことが出来たんだ。バラバラに分解されて装備と合体していたが、無事だろうか......。「あれ? ガー坊がいないぞ?」引っ込んでいるのかと思ったが、再召喚も出来ない。ま、まさか......。『合体奥義はユニゾンとの絆の力だにょん。発動後ユニゾンは力を使い果たしてしばらく行動できないにょん。普通の奥義で言うところのクールタイムに入るにょんね』強力無比な効果を発揮する分、発動するとしばらくの間ユニゾンの協力を得られなくなるのか......。手数で勝負する時は、普通に戦ってもらった方が良いかもしれないな。今回のように瞬間的な火力が必要な時には、本当に頼りになる切り札だ。後で詳しい効果をチェックしておかないとな。それにしても、本当にガー坊には助けられた。復活したらお礼を言おう。言葉は理解できないから自己満足かもしれないけど、それでもいいさ。『ではでは、元のフィールドに再ワープ! ご褒美もそこで渡すにょん!』晴れ渡る草原から、黒焦げのクレーターの中に戻ってきた。さて、神を退けたご褒美はどんなものか......。	The first arrow that I unleashed hit Zeus right on the left side of his chest. While this was god in a virtual world, the actual shape was no different from a human. And so I had instinctively aimed for the heart... So what would happen? I couldn’t see its HP gauge. It had been the same with other ultra rare monsters, like the Windcloud Dragon. In any case, the heart was way too high up. Perhaps I should target a weak spot that is lower... This was a strong enemy. I could not hesitate to act. Kiririri... Shu! As this was not a mature game, he was wearing clothes. That being said, he would surely still react to being hit. This was a male god, after all... However, Zeus showed no signs of noticing it. But perhaps for the amorous Zeus who fathered so many children, it was less a weakness and more of a strong point... Regardless, all Zeus was doing now was slowly walking towards me. He did not attack at all. Which I was thankful for, but it was also creepy... Goro... Goro-goro-goro... Thunder...! The sky was covered in black clouds. The only reason that it was bright enough to see Zeus clearly, was because of the constant flashes of lightning. And just now, one of them had struck the ground. It had hit a short distance away from me. However, it was more than enough to demonstrate how powerful it was. A crater that looked like the first one I saw was newly made here. While I wouldn’t know for sure unless I was hit, I was pretty sure that Garbow, who was weak to lightning, and I would die in one shot... No, I had to think positively. While it may be over if we were hit, Garbow’s weakness had nothing to do with it. The result would be the same either way. Besides, I now knew how Zeus attacked. Zeus was so big that his movements became slow. But in exchange, he could summon lightning from the sky and attack. If I was being honest, my greatest fear had been that he would fight at close quarters. But if it was ranged weapons against ranged weapons, then I had a chance to resist. It also helped that he didn’t carry a weapon. The Zeus from mythology had numerous powerful weapons, but the one here was simply enveloped in white cloth. In other words, as long as I could deal with the lightning... That being said, it is impossible to dodge lightning after you’ve seen it. So what I had to be careful of...was that rumbling sound. I had heard before the last crash of lightning, but it sounded like it was still far away. And so if the sound was far, then the lightning must be far away as well. And if it was close, it would hit close as well. Thankfully, Zeus was so big that I never missed when hitting him. I would continue to attack while focusing more on my hearing than sight. “Bow Shower! Sky Tear!” As the time limit was minutes, it was best to use my charge attacks quickly, or I wouldn’t be able to activate them as much due to cooldown. And I couldn’t forget to reactivate them immediately when they were available. My opponent had so much HP, and I had so little firepower. The amount of times I could use special attacks would determine the outcome of the battle. It was the same with Garbow. I used powerful charge attacks first, such as Ocean Sphere, Red Meteor and -mount Missile. While I was specialized for Range, Garbow’s stats were specialized for attacks. As he was so vital when it came to fire power, I should be more careful when using him. But just this once, I was going to take a chance. There was no doubt that Garbow could do the most damage when fighting close quarters. And so I had him charge at Zeus’s legs...! While Garbow looked like he was flying in the air, he was closer to a hovercraft. And so he could not go very high up. That meant he could only target the legs during close quarters combat. Well, Zeus wasn’t fast enough to kick Garbow while Ocean Sphere was activated. And I had also noticed that the lightning didn’t strike anywhere close to Zeus. However, this was only while he had boosted speed through Ocean Sphere. Once the effect wore off, I would bring Garbow back in. Regardless, there was no point in thinking about the future when you were fighting an enemy with no HP gauge. Just dodge the attacks in front of you and focus on hitting the target with every shot. The goal was invisible, but it existed. In marathons, the goal was so far away that you couldn’t see it, and so all you can do is continue to go forward one step at a time. And even if the road is long, you will eventually get there. “The only problem is, can I survive until then...” As the lightning struck in random places, I had to focus on dodging at any moment. That would often interrupt my attacks. It was all about your luck. Like praying to a god... ◆ ◆ ◆ There was a timer in the corner of my vision that showed I had minutes left. Both Garbow and I were still alive, as was Zeus. However, his appearance had started to change. His clothes were in tatters... However, his attacks were also growing more vicious. Lightning struck at a faster rate, and three would fall at the same time. Not only that, but there would be explosions of electricity after they hit. Because of this, several of the attacks had grazed me. Thankfully, my equipment was good with magic defense, and so they didn’t result in mortal wounds... “Garbow! Come back!” Now that the effect of Ocean Sphere had expired, I called Garbow back. I usually had to do it a little earlier, since Garbow moved so slowly and it would be dangerous. But I had been too busy dodging the lightning, and my order had been delayed. The sound was quite close, but as long as I backed away a little, I shouldn’t be... Ah?! Garbow was on his way back and moving straight towards me...! At this speed, it will hit him...! However, I could not send Garbow away like I usually could on the field. Perhaps it was because this was the trial grounds, and they had restrictions in place. “Garbow! Straight Dart!” “Gar! Gar!” It was Garbow’s charging skill that I rarely used. If I used it repeatedly, it would be faster than just swimming. But...Garbow was unable to dodge the lightning. He still avoided a direct hit, but the ensuing explosion reached him. “Are you okay!? Garbow!” He was clearly not in the best state. And it had barely even touched him. Electricity attacks really were his mortal enemy. I quickly used a healing item to recover Garbow’s HP. I had less than minutes left now... What I should have done was ignore Garbow, since he hadn’t been able to do that much damage, and focus on attacking now that my charge attacks had entered cooldown. However, I had chosen to help him without really thinking about it. It’s not as if you would lose your Unison if they were killed. They would be the same once resurrected, but I didn’t feel like abandoning him. “I don’t have much time left, but Zeus’s clothes are torn up. Which is great, but also not great. In any case, let’s do our best, Garbow!” “Gar! Gar!” –Beep! Your bond points with your Unison have reached a new level. You can now use ‘Combination Charge Attack.’ Came the announcement in my brain. What’s a ‘bond point’? There hadn’t been any points like that in my status. Was this...masked data? Numbers that were hidden from players... Just then, Garbow scattered into separate pieces. I was dumbfounded. But this was no time for that! “What the hell!!” And then the pieces of Garbow started to combine with the Windcloud Bow...!? The bow had been a blue and white color, like the wind and clouds, but it was now covered by red and black armor! This was too much information. I wanted to calm down and think...but I had no time. There was less than a minute left now. Ah! I’ll test it out then! “Meteor Bow!” What was unleashed then, were numerous arrows that shone red. Bow Shower didn’t even compare when it came to the number of arrows, and with the speed of Sky Tear, they hit Zeus. It was as if the power of Garbow’s Red Meteor was now inside of the arrows... A meteor...a meteor shower! I only had a little bit of time left. This was my only hope...! Without thinking about the falling lightning, I just unleashed the arrows. It was like my body wasn’t mine anymore... My arms were moving so fast that they were a blur. seconds remaining. , , 2, 1... “...It stopped?” The timer never reached 0. Just when I thought that Zeus was starting to squat, he kicked off the ground and disappeared into the sky. The thunder clouds vanished and a blue sky appeared above. Did I...win? ‘Congratulations-nyon! I didn’t think that you’d actually defeat it-nyon!’ Charin appeared with a burst of confetti. Confetti was nice in virtual worlds, because you never ran out of it and it disappeared when it hit the ground... Such pointless thoughts went through my mind. But there were more important things to think about. ‘I knew you would survive, but I thought that you didn’t have enough firepower to defeat it in time... But then you acquired the combination attack! What a surprise-nyon!’ That’s right. I was able to win thanks to Garbow. Though, was he alright? He fell apart and combined with my equipment... “Huh? Where’s Garbow?” I had thought that he went back in, but he wouldn’t appear after being summoned. Co-could it be that... ‘The combination attack is the power of your bond. After activating, the Unison uses all of its power and will be unable to do anything for a while. Kind of like the cooldown for your charge attacks-nyon.’ In exchange for incredible power, the Unison won’t be able to help for some time after... And so having them fight normally would probably be the better option if it’s a drawn out fight. But it could be a good trump card when you needed a quick burst of firepower. I would have to look into the details of it later. Still, Garbow really helped me. I would have to thank him when he came back. He didn’t understand words, so it was more self-satisfaction than anything, but that was fine. ‘Well then, you will be warped back to the field you were in! And you will also get the reward-nyon!’ And so I was warped from the sunny fields of grass to the blackened crater. Now, what reward would I get for defeating a god...?	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 7, "inserted_lines_trg": 4 }
まず、たいていの周りの音は偶然だということに注目しましょうそして多くは不快なものです街角に立って、騒音が聞こえないふりをしてこうやって叫んでますこのように音に打ち勝とうとする行動は主として無意識に行われていることがわかります今日は、人に対する4つの代表的な音の影響について説明し皆さんに意識して頂こうと思いますまずは生理的なものすみません、ちょっとみなさんにコルチゾール(闘争/逃走ホルモン)を投与しました音は人間のホルモン分泌に常に影響を与えまた呼吸や心拍数脳波にも影響を与えます不快な音ばかりではありません打ち寄せる波おおよそ毎分12回の周期ですみなさんとても癒されることと思いますしかも興味深いことに、毎分12回というのは睡眠中の人間の呼吸の周期なのですつまり休んでいる状態の感覚を呼び覚ますのですまた、休日にリラックスしている状態と関連付けても考えられます 2つめは心理的に影響を与えるもの音楽は我々の感情に影響を与える最も強力な音です(アルビノーニのアダージョ) これを流していれば、間違いなくたいていの人を悲しい気持ちにさせることができます音楽だけが、我々の感情に影響するわけではありません自然の音にも同様の効果がみられます例えば鳥の鳴き声、これは多くの人に安心を与えますこれには何十万年もの間に我々が鳥が鳴いているのは安全な証拠だということを学んだからです鳴きやんだときには心配しなくてはなりません 3つめは認知機能に与える影響です二人の人が一度に話すと、理解できなくなってしまいます(こちらが聞こえる場合は) この場合は一人が2回しゃべっていますがもう一方のほうにも耳を傾けてみて下さい(どちらを聞くか選ばねばなりません) 私たちの聴覚入力処理の帯域は非常に限られていてこのようなノイズの環境下で生産性が著しく低下するのはこのためですもしあなたがこのようなオープンオフィスで働くとしたら生産性は著しく低下するでしょうたぶんこれほど低下するとは思ってもみなかったのではないでしょうか (不吉な音楽) 静かな部屋に比べて生産性は1/3にもなってしまうのですここでヒントを差し上げますもしこんな環境で働くとしたらヘッドホンをつけて鳥の鳴き声のようなリラックスする音を聞くのですすると生産性は元の3倍にまで戻ります 4つめは行動面への影響ですこんな雰囲気の音に囲まれても全く行動が変わらないとしたら驚くべきことです(テクノミュージック) 考えてみて下さい今この人は、落ち着いて時速40キロで車を運転できるでしょうか?たぶん無理でしょうもっと簡単に言えば、人は不快な音を避け快適な音を求める、といえますなので、例えば私がこんなことをしたら(掘削ドリル) みなさんは数秒で不快に思い数分たてば揃って部屋を出て行ってしまうでしょうこのような騒音から逃れられない人は著しく健康を損ねてしまいます良くない音が損ねるのは健康だけではありませんたいていの店で流れているのは不適切かつ偶然であり、敵対的でさえある音ですそのため売上に多大な影響を与えています店舗経営されている方は、今から私が説明することから目をそむけたくなるかもしれませんなんと30%近くもの売上損失がお客さんが店からさっさと出て行ったり、入り口で引き返したりすることで発生していますみなさんも経験があると思いますが、その店の音があまりにひどいために出て行ってしまうのですここから少し、我々が開発したモデルを紹介しますまずトップダウンに音の要素を抽出して音環境を解析しそこから音の4つの影響を予測するあるいはボトムアップにどんな影響が欲しいかを考え音環境を設計し、求める効果を得るその結果、我々は理論を確立しましたそして、音環境を設計するビジネスを行うことができたのです音楽についても少し音楽というのは非常に強力ですしかし間違って使われることもしばしばです強力だという意味は2つぱっと聞いてすぐにわかるということと何かとの関連をすぐに想起することができる点です 2つの例をご紹介しましょう(ビートルズ「ハードデイズナイト」) たいていの人はすぐにわかるでしょう若い人はちょっと違うかもしれませんが (「ジョーズ」のテーマ)これもみなさん何かを連想しますねこれらは一秒間の音楽のサンプルです音楽は強力ですが、残念ながら適切でない形で商用空間に流されていることもしばしばですこれから数年ほどで改善されてほしいと思いますがブランドについても少し話しておきましょう皆さんの中にもブランドをお持ちの方がいると思いますいろんなブランドが音を鳴らしています音を使ったブランドの表現には8種類あります全て重要ですし、どんなブランドも真ん中に指針が必要ですうれしいことに、正に今はそうなりつつありますみなさんわかりますよね今世界で最も多く流れている音(ノキアの呼び出し音) 日に18億回も流れていますしかもノキアはお金を払わなくていい事業を経営される方に、BGMについての4つの黄金律をお教えしましょうまず第一に調和すること視覚的なメッセージと同じ方向性をもつことですこれによる効果は1,100%を超えますもし音が調和せずに正反対の方向を向いていたら効果は86%も減少します桁違いに増えるか、あるいは減るかというほど違います大事な点です第二に状況にふさわしいものであること第三に価値あるものであること音でお客に与えるものがあることむやみに音をぶつけるだけではいけませんそして最後に、何度も何度もテストすること音は複雑ですその影響については様々な議論がありますちょうど皿に盛られたスパゲッティのように時にはまず食べてみてどうなるか試してみなければいけません今日のお話で音について皆さんに意識して頂ければ幸いですもし意識して聞いて下さっていれば周りの音を操ることができるようになります健康にもいいですし、生産性にも貢献します我々みんなが行えば、私がめざす安らかな音の世界を実現できると思いますもう少しだけ、鳥の鳴き声を皆さんにお聞かせしましょうおすすめは一日最低5分、でもいくら増やしても過剰摂取ではありませんご清聴ありがとうございました	Let me start with the observation that most of the sound around us is accidental, and much of it is unpleasant. We stand on street corners, shouting over noise like this, and pretending that it doesn't exist. Well, this habit of suppressing sound has meant that our relationship with sound has become largely unconscious. There are four major ways sound is affecting you all the time, and I'd like to raise them in your consciousness today. First is physiological. Sorry about that. I've just given you a shot of cortisol, your fight/flight hormone. Sounds are affecting your hormone secretions all the time, but also your breathing, your heart rate -- which I just also did -- and your brainwaves. It's not just unpleasant sounds like that that do it. This is surf. It has the frequency of roughly 12 cycles per minute. Most people find that very soothing, and, interestingly, 12 cycles per minute is roughly the frequency of the breathing of a sleeping human. There is a deep resonance with being at rest. We also associate it with being stress-free and on holiday. The second way in which sound affects you is psychological. Music is the most powerful form of sound that we know that affects our emotional state. This is guaranteed to make most of you feel pretty sad if I leave it on. Music is not the only kind of sound, however, which affects your emotions. Natural sound can do that too. Birdsong, for example, is a sound which most people find reassuring. There is a reason for that. Over hundreds of thousands of years we've learned that when the birds are singing, things are safe. It's when they stop you need to be worried. The third way in which sound affects you is cognitively. You can't understand two people talking at once or in this case one person talking twice. Try and listen to the other one. We have a very small amount of bandwidth for processing auditory input, which is why noise like this -- -- is extremely damaging for productivity. If you have to work in an open-plan office like this, your productivity is greatly reduced. And whatever number you're thinking of, it probably isn't as bad as this. You are one third as productive in open-plan offices as in quiet rooms. And I have a tip for you. If you have to work in spaces like that, carry headphones with you, with a soothing sound like birdsong. Put them on and your productivity goes back up to triple what it would be. The fourth way in which sound affects us is behaviorally. With all that other stuff going on, it would be amazing if our behavior didn't change. So, ask yourself: Is this person ever going to drive at a steady 28 miles per hour? I don't think so. At the simplest, you move away from unpleasant sound and towards pleasant sounds. So if I were to play this -- -- for more than a few seconds, you'd feel uncomfortable; for more than a few minutes, you'd be leaving the room in droves. For people who can't get away from noise like that, it's extremely damaging for their health. And that's not the only thing that bad sound damages. Most retail sound is inappropriate and accidental, and even hostile, and it has a dramatic effect on sales. For those of you who are retailers, you may want to look away before I show this slide. They are losing up to 30 percent of their business with people leaving shops faster, or just turning around on the door. We all have done it, leaving the area because the sound in there is so dreadful. I want to spend just a moment talking about the model that we've developed, which allows us to start at the top and look at the drivers of sound, analyze the soundscape and then predict the four outcomes I've just talked about. Or start at the bottom, and say what outcomes do we want, and then design a soundscape to have a desired effect. At last we've got some science we can apply. And we're in the business of designing soundscapes. Just a word on music. Music is the most powerful sound there is, often inappropriately deployed. It's powerful for two reasons. You recognize it fast, and you associate it very powerfully. I'll give you two examples. Most of you recognize that immediately. The younger, maybe not. And most of you associate that with something! Now, those are one-second samples of music. Music is very powerful. And unfortunately it's veneering commercial spaces, often inappropriately. I hope that's going to change over the next few years. Let me just talk about brands for a moment, because some of you run brands. Every brand is out there making sound right now. There are eight expressions of a brand in sound. They are all important. And every brand needs to have guidelines at the center. I'm glad to say that is starting to happen now. You all recognize that one. This is the most-played tune in the world today. 1.8 billion times a day, that tune is played. And it cost Nokia absolutely nothing. Just leave you with four golden rules, for those of you who run businesses, for commercial sound. First, make it congruent, pointing in the same direction as your visual communication. That increases impact by over 1,100 percent. If your sound is pointing the opposite direction, incongruent, you reduce impact by 86 percent. That's an order of magnitude, up or down. This is important. Secondly, make it appropriate to the situation. Thirdly, make it valuable. Give people something with the sound. Don't just bombard them with stuff. And, finally, test and test it again. Sound is complex. There are many countervailing influences. It can be a bit like a bowl of spaghetti: sometimes you just have to eat it and see what happens. So I hope this talk has raised sound in your consciousness. If you're listening consciously, you can take control of the sound around you. It's good for your health. It's good for your productivity. If we all do that we move to a state that I like to think will be sound living in the world. I'm going to leave you with a little bit more birdsong. I recommend at least five minutes a day, but there is no maximum dose. Thank you for lending me your ears today.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
ここに来れてうれしいです古くて新しい素材についてお話します私たちを驚嘆させ続けていて材料科学や高度技術に対する考え方に影響を与えるかもしれない素材です今後もしかすると医学や世界的保健や森林再生にも貢献するかもしれません少し大胆な発言ですねもう少しお話しましょうこの素材は実際信じられない特性を備えています素材は持続可能で全ての加工は常温の水の中でされます時間設定した生分解ができコップの水に瞬時に溶けるようにも何年も変化しないようにもできます食べることもでき免疫反応を起こさず人体に埋め込むこともできます実際身体と一体化してしまいます技術的な特性もあるのでミクロ電子工学にも使え光通信学的なこともできそうですその素材はこのようなものです見たとおりこの素材は透明です構成要素は水分とタンパク質のみですこの素材は絹でできていますなじみのある絹とは少し違いますでは5千年の歴史があるものをどうやって作り変えるのか? 発見過程とは概して自然からヒントを得るものですそこで蚕の興味を向けますこの蚕は繊維を紡いでいるところです蚕は驚くことをします分泌腺から出るタンパク質と水の2つの材料を使い非常に耐久性のある保護素材を作るのですケブラーのような工業用繊維に匹敵します私たちが知っていてなじみのあるリバースエンジニアリングで繊維工業を見ると繊維工業は繭をほぐして華やかなものを作り出しています知りたいのはどうやって水とタンパク質をケブラーの溶液この自然ケブラーにするかです実際にこれをどのようにリバースエンジニアして繭から分泌腺へと逆行し出発物質である水とタンパク質にたどり着くかですこれに関しては私も一緒に働く光栄にあずかったデイビッド・カプランという人物が約20年前に解き明かしましたそして出発物質が得られこれが基本的な構成要素に戻りますそしてこれを使って様々なもの例えばフィルムなどを作ります非常に簡単なことを利用しますフィルムの作り方はタンパク質に高度な特性があることを活用したものなのです自己組織化ができることですレシピは簡単で絹の溶液を流し込みタンパク質が自己組織化するのを待ちますそして水分が蒸発しタンパク質が集合したらフィルムになったタンパク質を取り外しますフィルムは技術的でもあると言いましたがそれはどういう意味か? それは典型的な技術のいくつかと連結できるということですミクロ電子工学やナノスケール技術などですこのDVDの画像は絹は表面の非常に僅かな起伏をたどることを説明するためでこのためナノスケールで起伏を複製できるということですつまりDVDに記録された情報を複製できるということです情報を水とタンパク質のフィルムに記録できるのです試しに絹の一片にメッセージを書いてみましたこれですメッセージはここです DVDのように光学的に情報を読み取れます手が震えるとダメなのでステージで大勢の人たちを前にしてやれるかやってみましょう透明のフィルムですがこうすると― (拍手) ここで一番すごい業はやっている間手が震えなかったことですそして一旦素材のこのような特性が手に入るとたくさんのことができます実際フィルムに限られませんこの素材は様々な形態にすることができますちょっと凝ったことをして色々な光学素子やランニングシューズの反射テープのようなマイクロプリズムを作ったりできます美しいものも作れますカメラで写せますか? フィルムに立体感を加えてちょうどいい角度で見ると絹のフィルムにホログラムが浮かび上がります他のこともでできます純タンパク質で光を導くことができるかもと考え光ファイバーも作りましたでも絹は万能で光学以上のことができます様々な形態が考えられます例えば医者に行って注射されるのが怖いなら極細の針を作ればよいのです画面にあるのは人間の髪の毛に絹でできた針を重ね合わせたものです細さが分かると思いますもっと大きなものも作れます歯車やネジやボルトこれらはWhole Foodsで買うことができます歯車は水中でも使用できます機械の代替部品について考えるとケブラーの溶液は例えば末梢静脈や骨丸ごと1本を交換する耐久性のあるものとして使えるかもしれませんちょっとした見本としてミニチュアの頭蓋骨がありますミニ・ヨリックと呼んでいますでも例えばカップのようなものも作れます金と半導体を少し加えれば食品の表面に貼り付けられるセンサーが作れます折り曲げたり包んだりできる電子装置も作れますファッションに敏感な人なら絹のLEDタトゥーでもご覧のとおり絹には素材形態の多用途性がありますまだ他にも独特の特性がありますどうして実際にこれが役立つのか? 最初に少し述べましたがタンパク質は生分解性や生体適合性がありますこれは組織切片の写真です生分解性と生体適合性があるから何だと言うのか? 身体に埋め込んだ後取り除く必要がないということですつまりお見せしたすべての装置や形態は理論上では身体に埋め込まれた後消えてしまうということですこの組織切片に見えるのは実は反射テープです車からあなたのことが見えるように光を当てれば組織の奥まで見ることができるというアイデアです絹でできた反射テープがあるからです更にこれは組織と一体化します人体と一体化するだけではなく環境と一体化することも重要ですタンパク質の時間設定をするとこのような絹のカップができ罪悪感なしで捨てることができます (拍手) 残念なことに埋立地に日々溜まっていく食べることもできるのでそのまま調理できる食品用のスマート包装も作れます味はよくないので助けが必要なんですがでも最も素晴らしい点は元に戻るということです絹は自己組織化の過程で生体物質の繭として機能しますそこでレシピを変えて流し込む時に何か加え― 絹の溶液に何か加えそれが酵素であろうが抗体やワクチンであろうが自己組織化の過程がこれらのドーパントの生体機能を守りますつまり素材は環境に対して活性を持つようにも持たないようにもできるのです先ほどお見せしたネジも実際に折れた骨を繋ぎ合わせるネジとして使えるのです骨が治癒している間同時に薬品を投与することもできます要冷蔵の薬品を財布に入れておくこともできますそこでペニシリンの入った絹カードを作りましたこれを2ヶ月間摂氏60度つまり華氏140度で保存しましたがペニシリンの薬効は失われませんでしたですからこれは― (拍手) これはソーラー冷蔵庫を背負ったラクダより良い案かもしれませんもちろん使用できなければ保存の意味はありませんそれにはもう1つの独特の素材特性があります素材の分解を設定することができるのですここに見えるのがその差です上は分解しないよう設定されたフィルムで下は水中で分解するよう設定されたフィルムですご覧のとおり下のフィルムは中身を放出していますこのように保存したものを使用することができます時間制御した薬品投与や環境への還元も可能となります見て頂いた形態のどれでも可能ですこれらの発見を繋いでいるのは実際に糸なのです静脈や骨の差し替えやもっと持続可能なミクロ電子学を行うことコーヒーを飲んだあと罪悪感なくカップを捨てたり薬をポケットに入れて持ち歩てそれをそのまま飲んだりそのまま砂漠を渡って届けたりしたいことが何であれ答えは絹糸にあるかもしれないことには感動させられますありがとう	I'm thrilled to be here. I'm going to talk about a new, old material that still continues to amaze us, about material science, high technology -- and maybe, along the way, also do some stuff for medicine and for global health and help reforestation. So that's kind of a bold statement. I'll tell you a little bit more. This material actually has some traits that make it seem almost too good to be true. It's sustainable; it's a sustainable material that is processed all in water and at room temperature -- and is biodegradable with a clock, so you can watch it dissolve instantaneously in a glass of water or have it stable for years. It's edible; it's implantable in the human body without causing any immune response. It actually gets reintegrated in the body. And it's technological, so it can do things like microelectronics, and maybe photonics do. And the material looks something like this. In fact, this material you see is clear and transparent. The components of this material are just water and protein. So this material is silk. So it's kind of different from what we're used to thinking about silk. So the question is, how do you reinvent something that has been around for five millennia? The process of discovery, generally, is inspired by nature. And so we marvel at silk worms -- the silk worm you see here spinning its fiber. The silk worm does a remarkable thing: it uses these two ingredients, protein and water, that are in its gland, to make a material that is exceptionally tough for protection -- so comparable to technical fibers like Kevlar. And so in the reverse engineering process for the textile industry, the textile industry goes and unwinds the cocoon and then weaves glamorous things. We want to know how you go from water and protein to this liquid Kevlar, to this natural Kevlar. So the insight is how do you actually reverse engineer this and go from cocoon to gland and get water and protein that is your starting material. And this is an insight from a person that I'm very fortunate to work with, David Kaplan. And so we get this starting material. And so this starting material is back to the basic building block. And then we use this to do a variety of things -- like, for example, this film. And we take advantage of something that is very simple. The recipe to make those films is to take advantage of the fact that proteins are extremely smart at what they do. They find their way to self-assemble. So the recipe is simple: you take the silk solution, you pour it, and you wait for the protein to self-assemble. And then you detach the protein and you get this film, as the proteins find each other as the water evaporates. But I mentioned that the film is also technological. And so what does that mean? with some of the things that are typical of technology, like microelectronics and nanoscale technology. And the image of the DVD here is just to illustrate a point that silk follows very subtle topographies of the surface, which means that it can replicate features on the nanoscale. So it would be able to replicate the information And we can store information that's film with water and protein. So we tried something out, and we wrote a message in a piece of silk, which is right here, and the message is over there. And much like in the DVD, you can read it out optically. And this requires a stable hand, so this is why I decided to do it onstage in front of a thousand people. So let me see. So as you see the film go in transparently through there, and then ... And the most remarkable feat is that my hand actually stayed still long enough to do that. So once you have these attributes of this material, then you can do a lot of things. It's actually not limited to films. And so the material can assume a lot of formats. And then you go a little crazy, and so you do various optical components or you do microprism arrays, like the reflective tape that you have on your running shoes. Or you can do beautiful things that, if the camera can capture, you can make. You can add a third dimensionality to the film. And if the angle is right, you can actually see a hologram appear in this film of silk. But you can do other things. You can imagine that then maybe you can use a pure protein to guide light, and so we've made optical fibers. But silk is versatile and it goes beyond optics. And you can think of different formats. So for instance, if you're afraid of going to the doctor and getting stuck with a needle, we do microneedle arrays. What you see there on the screen is a human hair superimposed on the needle that's made of silk -- just to give you a sense of size. You can do bigger things. You can do gears and nuts and bolts -- that you can buy at Whole Foods. And the gears work in water as well. So you think of alternative mechanical parts. And maybe you can use that liquid Kevlar if you need something strong or maybe an entire bone. And so you have here a little example of a small skull -- what we call mini Yorick. But you can do things like cups, for example, and so, if you add a little bit of gold, if you add a little bit of semiconductors you could do sensors that stick on the surfaces of foods. You can do electronic pieces that fold and wrap. Or if you're fashion forward, some silk LED tattoos. So there's versatility, as you see, in the material formats, that you can do with silk. But there are still some unique traits. I mean, why would you want to do all these things for real? I mentioned it briefly at the beginning; the protein is biodegradable and biocompatible. And you see here a picture of a tissue section. And so what does that mean, that it's biodegradable and biocompatible? You can implant it in the body without needing to retrieve what is implanted. Which means that all the devices that you've seen before and all the formats, in principle, can be implanted and disappear. And what you see there in that tissue section, in fact, is you see that reflector tape. So, much like you're seen at night by a car, then the idea is that you can see, if you illuminate tissue, you can see deeper parts of tissue because there is that reflective tape there that is made out of silk. And you see there, it gets reintegrated in tissue. And reintegration in the human body is not the only thing, but reintegration in the environment is important. So you have a clock, you have protein, and now a silk cup like this can be thrown away without guilt -- unlike the polystyrene cups that unfortunately fill our landfills everyday. It's edible, so you can do smart packaging around food that you can cook with the food. It doesn't taste good, so I'm going to need some help with that. But probably the most remarkable thing is that it comes full circle. Silk, during its self-assembly process, acts like a cocoon for biological matter. And so if you change the recipe, and you add things when you pour -- so you add things to your liquid silk solution -- where these things are enzymes or antibodies or vaccines, the self-assembly process preserves the biological function of these dopants. So it makes the materials environmentally active and interactive. So that screw that you thought about beforehand can actually be used to screw a bone together -- a fractured bone together -- and deliver drugs at the same, while your bone is healing, for example. Or you could put drugs in your wallet and not in your fridge. So we've made a silk card with penicillin in it. And we stored penicillin at 60 degrees C, so 140 degrees Fahrenheit, for two months without loss of efficacy of the penicillin. And so that could be --- that could be potentially a good alternative to solar powered refrigerated camels. And of course, there's no use in storage if you can't use [it]. And so there is this other unique material trait that these materials have, that they're programmably degradable. And so what you see there is the difference. In the top, you have a film that has been programmed not to degrade, and in the bottom, a film that has been programmed to degrade in water. And what you see is that the film on the bottom releases what is inside it. So it allows for the recovery of what we've stored before. And so this allows for a controlled delivery of drugs and for reintegration in the environment in all of these formats that you've seen. So the thread of discovery that we have really is a thread. whether you want to replace a vein or a bone, or maybe be more sustainable in microelectronics, perhaps drink a coffee in a cup and throw it away without guilt, maybe carry your drugs in your pocket, deliver them inside your body or deliver them across the desert, the answer may be in a thread of silk. 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長年ミクロの世界を見てきて現実の中には隠された魔法の世界があることを見つけました顕微鏡で直接見える世界を今日はいくつか披露しますまずはさほど小さくないものから肉眼で見えるものから行きましょうミツバチですミツバチはだいたいこのサイズ 1cm くらいですでももっと近づくとその正体がはっきりと見えてきます顕微鏡で見たミツバチの眼ですこうなってはじめてミツバチは複眼という無数の眼を持っていると判りますしかもその眼には感覚毛が生えておりこの毛で近づきすぎを判断しますミツバチは距離が判らないのですもっと小さくしましょう人の髪の毛です髪の毛は肉眼で見える最小のものでしょう 10分の1 mm の大きさですもっと小さくしましょうさらに10分の1 これは細胞です人間の細胞10個で人の髪の毛の直径くらいになります私は顕微鏡で生きた細胞を見て生物学自然科学に本当に引き込まれました初めて生きた細胞を顕微鏡で見たときはその姿にすっかり心を奪われ驚かされました免疫細胞などはあちこち動き回っているんですよこの細胞は異物やバクテリアなどを探しているんです周りを見渡して何かを見つけそれが異物だと判ると飲み込みますあそこでは免疫細胞が小さなバクテリアを探し飲み込み食べています動物の心臓細胞を培養皿の上に乗せて見てみると皿の上でも脈を打っているのです心臓の細胞はそれが仕事です細胞には皆使命があり心臓細胞の場合は私たちの体に血を送ることです次は神経細胞ですいま目に映ったものを理解するとき実際には脳と神経細胞が働いています彼らはじっとはしておらずあちこち動いて新たな接続を作りますこれが学ぶということですもっと小さな世界に行きましょうミクロンやマイクロメートルナノメートルよりももっと小さな世界 1オングストロームですこのサイズは水素原子の直径です小さいですね今日の顕微鏡では原子を見ることができますいくつか原子の写真をお見せしましょうこの突起がそれぞれ個々の原子ですこれはコバルト原子を並べた長円ですこのサイズの世界をナノの世界と言いますが私たちが目にするミクロの世界には内側にナノの世界が内包されていますナノの世界は分子と原子の世界ですですがもう少し大きな世界の話をしますねミクロの世界ですもしも皆さんが花の中に棲む小さな虫なら花はどう見えるでしょうね花はこれくらいのサイズです花を見ても私たちが知っているものとは違って見えることでしょう皆さんが小さな虫で花の表面から花を見るとその地形はこんなふうになります花びらはこんな風に見えるんですアリがこんな中を歩き回ったりしています雄しべの柱頭に少し近づきましたこれが雄しべの花柱ですここに小さなゼリー状の突起がありますねこれは距というもので中に蜜が入っていますここは小さなアリにとって小さな『夢のチョコレート工場』であり小さな『ディズニーランド』です私たちとは見え方が違います花粉の粒がいくつか見えますねそこにもここにも黄色く小さな花粉は1粒に見えても顕微鏡で見ると実は小さな花粉が無数に集まっていますたとえばそれらの小さな惑星の中をミツバチは飛び回って花粉を集め集めた花粉を足にくっつけて巣に持ち帰ります花粉は巣の蜜蝋になりますまた集めた蜜は私たちが口にする蜂蜜になるのです大写しになっているのは実は普通に撮ったホテイアオイの写真です皆さんの目が本当に良ければ肉眼でこんなふうに見えますよ雄しべと雌しべがありますしかしこれらは顕微鏡で見たかのようですねこれが雄しべ無数の小さな花粉がそこにありますねこれが雌しべ毛状体という小さい毛が生えていますこれが花の香りを作っており草花は実のところ香りを使って別の個体と会話していますではごく普通のごく平凡な砂の話をしようと思います砂に興味を持ったのは10年ほど前でマウイ島の砂を見たときでしたこれが実際のマウイの砂です砂は10分の1mmのサイズです砂粒それぞれが10分の1mmくらいなのです何があるのか近づいて見てみましょう実に驚きです小さな貝が見えますねサンゴみたいなものが見えます他の貝の欠片やカンラン石が見えます小さな火山のようです噴火口に棲むチューブワームです砂の中に信じられないものがズラリですその原因はこの島の場所にあります砂の多くは生物由来の物質ですそれはサンゴ礁が微小生物から巨大生物まであらゆる生物の育つ環境を提供していて死んだあとに殻や歯や骨が粉々になった砂やサンゴのようなものが残されるからですたとえばマウイの砂の写真を見てくださいこれはラハイナのもので海岸沿いを歩くことで実は何百万年もの生物学的地質学的な歴史を歩いています見過ごしがちですが海岸はつまり全生態系の記録なのですたとえば海綿の骨針サンゴの欠片が2つこれはウニのとげ本当に面白いものばかりです初めてこれを見たとき思いましたおおこれは宝の山だ信じられないいたるところを調べに調べて片っ端から写真に収めたいと世界の砂の大半はこんな感じです石英の結晶と長石ですアメリカ大陸の砂はほとんど石英の結晶と長石ですそれらは花こう岩が侵食されてできました山ができ水や雨や氷などによって侵食され砂になりますこれはかなりカラフルな砂ですねグレート湖近辺の砂です鉱石がいっぱいありますねピンクのガーネット緑色の緑れん石素晴らしいもので一杯です別の場所で別の砂を見ると浜辺ごとに場所ごとにみな砂が違っているのですこれはビッグ・サーの砂ですが宝石みたいですアフリカに宝石を採掘する場所があり宝石が砂になって川に流れんで海に出ますそうして顕微鏡で見るとまさに小さな宝石が見えるのですだから砂の粒はどれも独特です浜辺ごとにみな違います粒ごとにみな違います世界に同じ砂粒なんて 1つもありません砂の粒はみなどこかで生まれどこかに運ばれます今たまたまここにあるのです砂があるのは地球上だけでなく宇宙のどこにでも存在します事実宇宙は砂で溢れており砂が集まって惑星や月を造っていますこれは微小隕石ですこれは軍からもらった微小隕石で軍が南極の飲み水の井戸から取ったものですそれらはとても面白いものでこの小さな物質が私たちの住む惑星や月を構成しているのです NASAから月の砂を撮影してほしいと砂を送ってきました 40年前のアポロ計画で着陸した色々な場所の砂ですこうして三次元顕微鏡で写真を撮り始めましたこれが1枚目の写真ですわりといい感じですなんとなく月に似ているような気がしました興味深いです顕微鏡で一度に合わせられる焦点は通常実に狭いものなのでピントを何度も合わせ直し写真を撮るのですそうしてコンピュータ・プログラムで 1枚の写真につなげますこんな風にね 3Dにしますこれが左目用でこれが右目用左目用右目用です面白いことがあるのですこれまで見た地球の砂とはずいぶん違って見えました地球の砂だって見たことあります本当に真ん中の穴に注目してくださいこの穴を開けたのは月にぶつかった微小隕石です月に大気はありませんから微小隕石が絶えず降り注いでいます月の表面が粉末で覆われているのは微小隕石が 40億年間降り注いだせいです微小隕石は時速3~10万キロの速度で衝突し蒸発しますここにあるのは蒸発した際にその原石と小さな砂粒の一塊が合体したものですこれ全体はとても小さな砂の粒ですリング・アグルチネートというもので月の砂は大抵このようになっていますが地球の砂はそうなってません月の砂は大抵特に ―月を見ると判りますが― 暗いところと明るいところがありますね暗いところは溶岩流ですそれらは玄武岩の溶岩流でその砂はマウイの火山の砂よりもとても小さいのです微小隕石が衝突して溶け溶岩となって噴き上がります極小の溶岩が空気中に― とは言え空気はありませんが― 上空に巻き上がり顕微鏡サイズのガラス玉になりそのまま固まって月の地面に落ちるのです美しい色のガラス玉になります実際に顕微鏡で見てみましょう顕微鏡でなければ見えないんですよこれが月の砂です全体の結晶構造が残ったままになっていますねこの砂の粒はおそらく 35~40億年前のものでしょう地球の砂のように侵食されていません水も空気もありませんし転がることもないからですわずかな侵食は太陽つまり太陽風によるものでこれが太陽からの放射による侵食です私が今日皆さんに伝えたいのは砂粒ようなありきたりの物でさえ近づいて新しい視点で見てみると実に素晴らしいものになりうるということですウィリアム・ブレイクがうまく言い表した言葉があります「一粒の砂に世界を見る一輪の野花に天界を見る君の手のひらに無限をつかめ一刻の中に永遠を」ありがとう(拍手)	I've found, after doing this for many, many years, that there's a magical world behind reality. And that can be seen directly through a microscope, and I'm going to show you some of this today. So let's start off looking at something rather not-so-small, something that we can see with our naked eye, and that's a bee. So when you look at this bee, it's about this size here, it's about a centimeter. But to really see the details of the bee, and really appreciate what it is, you have to look a little bit closer. So that's just the eye of the bee with a microscope, and now all of a sudden you can see that the bee has thousands of individual eyes called ommatidia, and they actually have sensory hairs in their eyes so they know when they're right up close to something, because they can't see in stereo. As we go smaller, here is a human hair. A human hair is about the smallest thing that the eye can see. It's about a tenth of a millimeter. And as we go smaller again, about ten times smaller than that, is a cell. So you could fit 10 human cells across the diameter of a human hair. So when we would look at cells, this is how I really got involved in biology and science is by looking at living cells in the microscope. When I first saw living cells in a microscope, I was absolutely enthralled and amazed at what they looked like. So if you look at the cell like that from the immune system, they're actually moving all over the place. This cell is looking for foreign objects, bacteria, things that it can find. And it's looking around, and when it finds something, and recognizes it being foreign, it will actually engulf it and eat it. So if you look right there, it finds that little bacterium, and it engulfs it and eats it. If you take some heart cells from an animal, and put it in a dish, they'll just sit there and beat. That's their job. Every cell has a mission in life, and these cells, the mission is to move blood around our body. These next cells are nerve cells, and right now, as we see and understand what we're looking at, our brains and our nerve cells are actually doing this right now. They're not just static. They're moving around making new connections, and that's what happens when we learn. As you go farther down this scale here, that's a micron, or a micrometer, and we go all the way down to here to a nanometer and an angstrom. Now, an angstrom is the size of the diameter of a hydrogen atom. That's how small that is. And microscopes that we have today can actually see individual atoms. So these are some pictures of individual atoms. Each bump here is an individual atom. This is a ring of cobalt atoms. So this whole world, the nano world, this area in here is called the nano world, and the nano world, the whole micro world that we see, there's a nano world that is wrapped up within that, and the whole -- and that is the world of molecules and atoms. But I want to talk about this larger world, the world of the micro world. So if you were a little tiny bug living in a flower, what would that flower look like, if the flower was this big? It wouldn't look or feel like anything that we see when we look at a flower. So if you look at this flower here, and you're a little bug, if you're on that surface of that flower, that's what the terrain would look like. The petal of that flower looks like that, so the ant is kind of crawling over these objects, and if you look a little bit closer at this stigma and the stamen here, this is the style of that flower, and you notice that it's got these little -- these are like little jelly-like things that are what are called spurs. These are nectar spurs. So this little ant that's crawling here, it's like it's in a little Willy Wonka land. It's like a little Disneyland for them. It's not like what we see. These are little bits of individual grain of pollen there and there, and here is a -- what you see as one little yellow dot of pollen, when you look in a microscope, it's actually made of thousands of little grains of pollen. So this, for example, when you see bees flying around these little plants, and they're collecting pollen, those pollen grains that they're collecting, they pack into their legs and they take it back to the hive, and that's what makes the beehive, the wax in the beehive. And they're also collecting nectar, and that's what makes the honey that we eat. Here's a close-up picture, or this is actually a regular picture of a water hyacinth, and if you had really, really good vision, with your naked eye, you'd see it about that well. There's the stamen and the pistil. But look what the stamen and the pistil look like in a microscope. That's the stamen. So that's thousands of little grains of pollen there, called trichomes. And that's what makes the flower give a fragrance, and plants actually communicate with one another through their fragrances. I want to talk about something really ordinary, just ordinary sand. I became interested in sand about 10 years ago, when I first saw sand from Maui, and in fact, this is a little bit of sand from Maui. So sand is about a tenth of a millimeter in size. Each sand grain is about a tenth of a millimeter in size. But when you look closer at this, look at what's there. It's really quite amazing. You have microshells there. You have things like coral. You have fragments of other shells. You have olivine. You have bits of a volcano. There's a little bit of a volcano there. You have tube worms. An amazing array of incredible things exist in sand. And the reason that is, is because in a place like this island, a lot of the sand is made of biological material because the reefs provide a place where all these microscopic animals or macroscopic animals grow, and when they die, their shells and their teeth and their bones break up and they make grains of sand, things like coral and so forth. So here's, for example, a picture of sand from Maui. This is from Lahaina, and when we're walking along a beach, we're actually walking along millions of years of biological and geological history. We don't realize it, but it's actually a record of that entire ecology. So here we see, for example, a sponge spicule, two bits of coral here, that's a sea urchin spine. Really some amazing stuff. So when I first looked at this, I was -- I thought, gee, this is like a little treasure trove here. I couldn't believe it, and I'd go around dissecting the little bits out and making photographs of them. Here's what most of the sand in our world looks like. These are quartz crystals and feldspar, so most sand in the world on the mainland is made of quartz crystal and feldspar. It's the erosion of granite rock. So mountains are built up, and they erode away by water and rain and ice and so forth, and they become grains of sand. There's some sand that's really much more colorful. These are sand from near the Great Lakes, and you can see that it's filled with minerals like pink garnet and green epidote, all kinds of amazing stuff, and if you look at different sands from different places, every single beach, every single place you look at sand, it's different. Here's from Big Sur, like they're little jewels. There are places in Africa where they do the mining of jewels, and you go to the sand where the rivers have the sand go down to the ocean, and it's like literally looking at tiny jewels through the microscope. So every grain of sand is unique. Every beach is different. Every single grain is different. There are no two grains of sand alike in the world. Every grain of sand is coming somewhere and going somewhere. They're like a snapshot in time. Now sand is not only on Earth, but sand is ubiquitous throughout the universe. In fact, outer space is filled with sand, and that sand comes together to make our planets and the Moon. And you can see those in micrometeorites. This is some micrometeorites that the Army gave me, and they get these out of the drinking wells in the South Pole. And they're quite amazing-looking, and these are the tiny constituents that make up the world that we live in -- the planets and the Moon. So NASA wanted me to take some pictures of Moon sand, so they sent me sand from all the different landings of the Apollo missions that happened 40 years ago. And I started taking pictures with my three-dimensional microscopes. This was the first picture I took. It was kind of amazing. I thought it looked kind of a little bit like the Moon, which is sort of interesting. Now, the way my microscopes work is, normally in a microscope you can see very little at one time, so what you have to do is you have to refocus the microscope, keep taking pictures, and then I have a computer program that puts all those pictures together into one picture so you can see actually what it looks like, and I do that in 3D. So there, you can see, is a left-eye view. There's a right-eye view. So sort of left-eye view, right-eye view. Now something's interesting here. This looks very different than any sand on Earth that I've ever seen, and I've seen a lot of sand on Earth, believe me. Look at this hole in the middle. That hole was caused by a micrometeorite hitting the Moon. Now, the Moon has no atmosphere, so micrometeorites come in continuously, and the whole surface of the Moon is covered with powder now, because for four billion years it's been bombarded by micrometeorites, and when micrometeorites come in at about 20 to 60,000 miles an hour, they vaporize on contact. little clump of little sand grains together. This is a very small grain of sand, this whole thing. And that's called a ring agglutinate. And many of the grains of sand on the Moon look like that, and you'd never find that on Earth. Most of the sand on the Moon, especially -- and you know when you look at the Moon, there's the dark areas and the light areas. The dark areas are lava flows. They're basaltic lava flows, and that's what this sand looks like, very similar to the sand that you would see in Haleakala. Other sands, when these micrometeorites come in, they vaporize and they make these fountains, these microscopic fountains that go up into the -- I was going to say "up into the air," but there is no air -- goes sort of up, and these microscopic glass beads are formed instantly, and they harden, and by the time they fall down back to the surface of the Moon, they have these beautiful colored glass spherules. And these are actually microscopic; you need a microscope to see these. Now here's a grain of sand that is from the Moon, and you can see that the entire crystal structure is still there. This grain of sand is probably about three and a half or four billion years old, and it's never eroded away like the way we have sand on Earth erodes away because of water and tumbling, air, and so forth. All you can see is a little bit of erosion down here by the Sun, has these solar storms, and that's erosion by solar radiation. So what I've been trying to tell you today is things even as ordinary as a grain of sand can be truly extraordinary if you look closely and if you look from a different and a new point of view. I think that this was best put by William Blake when he said, "To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour." Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
「さて、お前等には戦闘訓練を受けてもらおうと思う」フェアベルゲンを追い出されたハジメ達がず大樹の近くに拠点を作って一息ついた時の、ハジメの第一声がこれだった。拠点といっても、ハジメがさり気なく盗ん......貰ってきたフェアドレン水晶を使って結界を張っただけのものだ。その中で切り株などに腰掛けながら、ウサミミ達はポカンとした表情を浮かべた。「え、えっと......ハジメさん。戦闘訓練というのは......」困惑する一族を代表してシアが尋ねる。「そのままの意味だ。どうせ、これから十日間は大樹へはたどり着けないんだろ? ならその間の時間を有効活用して、軟弱で脆弱で負け犬根性が染み付いたお前等を一端の戦闘技能者に育て上げようと思ってな」「な、なぜ、そのようなことを......」ハジメの据わった目と全身から迸る威圧感にぷるぷると震えるウサミミ達。シアが、あまりに唐突なハジメの宣言に当然の如く疑問を投げかける。「なぜ? なぜと聞いたか? 残念ウサギ」「あぅ、まだ名前で呼んでもらえない......」落ち込むシアを尻目にハジメが語る。「いいか、俺がお前達と交わした約束は、案内が終わるまで守るというものだ。じゃあ、案内が終わった後はどうするのか、それをお前等は考えているのか?」ハウリア族達が互いに顔を見合わせ、ふるふると首を振る。カムも難しい表情だ。漠然と不安は感じていたが、激動に次ぐ激動で頭の隅に追いやられていたようだ。あるいは、考えないようにしていたのか。「まぁ、考えていないだろうな。考えたところで答えなどないしな。お前達は弱く、悪意や害意に対しては逃げるか隠れることしかできない。そんなお前等は、遂にフェアベルゲンという隠れ家すら失った。つまり、俺の庇護を失った瞬間、再び窮地に陥るというわけだ」「「「「「「......」」」」」」全くその通りなので、ハウリア族達は皆一様に暗い表情で俯く。そんな、彼等にハジメの言葉が響く。「お前等に逃げ場はない。隠れ家も庇護もない。だが、魔物も人も容赦なく弱いお前達を狙ってくる。このままではどちらにしろ全滅は必定だ......それでいいのか? 弱さを理由に淘汰されることを許容するか? 幸運にも拾った命を無駄に散らすか? どうなんだ?」誰も言葉を発さず重苦しい空気が辺りを満たす。そして、ポツリと誰かが零した。「そんなものいいわけがない」その言葉に触発されたようにハウリア族が顔を上げ始める。シアは既に決然とした表情だ。「そうだ。いいわけがない。ならば、どうするか。答えは簡単だ。強くなればいい。襲い来るあらゆる障碍を打ち破り、自らの手で生存の権利を獲得すればいい」「......ですが、私達は兎人族です。虎人族や熊人族のような強靭な肉体も翼人族や土人族のように特殊な技能も持っていません......とても、そのような......」兎人族は弱いという常識がハジメの言葉に否定的な気持ちを生む。自分達は弱い、戦うことなどできない。どんなに足掻いてもハジメの言う様に強くなど成れるものか、と。ハジメはそんなハウリア族を鼻で笑う。「俺はかつての仲間から〝無能〟と呼ばれていたぞ?」「え?」「〝無能〟だ〝無能〟。ステータスも技能も平凡極まりない一般人。仲間内の最弱。戦闘では足でまとい以外の何者でもない。故に、かつての仲間達は俺を〝無能〟と呼んでいたんだよ。実際、その通りだった」ハジメの告白にハウリア族は例外なく驚愕を顕にする。ライセン大峡谷の凶悪な魔物も、戦闘能力に優れた熊人族の長老も、苦もなく一蹴したハジメが〝無能〟で〝最弱〟など誰が信じられるというのか。「だが、奈落の底に落ちて俺は強くなるために行動した。出来るか出来ないかなんて頭になかった。出来なければ死ぬ、その瀬戸際で自分の全てをかけて戦った。......気がつけばこの有様さ」淡々と語られる内容に、しかし、あまりに壮絶な内容にハウリア族達の全身を悪寒が走る。一般人並のステータスということは、兎人族よりも低スペックだったということだ。その状態で、自分達が手も足も出なかったライセン大峡谷の魔物より遥かに強力な化物達を相手にして来たというのだ。実力云々よりも、実際生き残ったという事実よりも、最弱でありながら、そんな化け物共に挑もうとしたその精神の異様さにハウリア族は戦慄した。自分達なら絶望に押しつぶされ、諦観と共に死を受け入れるだろう。長老会議の決定を受け入れたように。「お前達の状況は、かつての俺と似ている。約束の内にある今なら、絶望を打ち砕く手助けくらいはしよう。自分達には無理だと言うのなら、それでも構わない。その時は今度こそ全滅するだけだ。約束が果たされた後は助けるつもりは毛頭ないからな。残り僅かな生を負け犬同士で傷を舐め合ってすごせばいいさ」それでどうする? と目で問うハジメ。ハウリア族達は直ぐには答えない。いや、答えられなかったというべきか。自分達が強くなる以外に生存の道がないことは分かる。ハジメは、正義感からハウリア族を守ってきたわけではない。故に、約束が果たされれば容赦なく見捨てられるだろう。だが、そうは分かっていても、温厚で平和的、心根が優しく争いが何より苦手な兎人族にとって、ハジメの提案は、まさに未知の領域に踏み込むに等しい決断だった。ハジメの様な特殊な状況にでも陥らない限り、心のあり方を変えるのは至難なのだ。黙り込み顔を見合わせるハウリア族。しかし、そんな彼等を尻目に、先程からずっと決然とした表情を浮かべていたシアが立ち上がった。「やります。私に戦い方を教えてください! もう、弱いままは嫌です!」樹海の全てに響けと言わんばかりの叫び。これ以上ない程思いを込めた宣言。シアとて争いは嫌いだ。怖いし痛いし、何より傷つくのも傷つけるのも悲しい。しかし、一族を窮地に追い込んだのは紛れもなく自分が原因であり、このまま何も出来ずに滅ぶなど絶対に許容できない。とあるもう一つの目的のためにも、シアは兎人族としての本質に逆らってでも強くなりたかった。不退転の決意を瞳に宿し、真っ直ぐハジメを見つめるシア。その様子を唖然として見ていたカム達ハウリア族は、次第にその表情を決然としたものに変えて、一人、また一人と立ち上がっていく。そして、男だけでなく、女子供も含めて全てのハウリア族が立ち上がったのを確認するとカムが代表して一歩前へ進み出た。「ハジメ殿......宜しく頼みます」言葉は少ない。だが、その短い言葉には確かに意志が宿っていた。襲い来る理不尽と戦う意志が。「わかった。覚悟しろよ? あくまでお前等自身の意志で強くなるんだ。俺は唯の手伝い。途中で投げ出したやつを優しく諭してやるなんてことしないからな。おまけに期間は僅か十日だ......死に物狂いになれ。待っているのは生か死なんだから」ハジメの言葉に、ハウリア族は皆、覚悟を宿した表情で頷いた。ハジメは、ハウリア族を訓練するにあたって、まず、〝宝物庫〟から取り出した錬成の練習用に作った装備を彼等に渡した。先に渡していたナイフの他に反りの入った片刃の小剣、日本で言うところの小太刀だ。これらの刃物は、ハジメが精密錬成を鍛えるために、その刃を極薄にする練習の過程で作り出されたもので切れ味は抜群だ。タウル鉱石製なので衝撃にも強い。その細身に反してかなりの強度を誇っている。そして、その武器を持たせた上で基本的な動きを教える。もちろん、ハジメに武術の心得などない。あってもそれは漫画やゲームなどのにわか知識に過ぎず他者に教えられるようなものではない。教えられるのは、奈落の底で数多の魔物と戦い磨き上げた〝合理的な動き〟だけだ。それを叩き込みながら、適当に魔物をけしかけて実戦経験を積ませる。ハウリア族の強みは、その索敵能力と隠密能力だ。いずれは、奇襲と連携に特化した集団戦法を身につければいいと思っていた。ちなみに、シアに関してはユエが専属で魔法の訓練をしている。亜人でありながら魔力があり、その直接操作も可能なシアは、知識さえあれば魔法陣を構築して無詠唱の魔法が使えるはずだからだ。時折、霧の向こうからシアの悲鳴が聞こえるので特訓は順調のようだ。だが、訓練開始から二日目。ハジメは額に青筋を浮かべながらイライラした様にハウリア族の訓練風景を見ていた。確かに、ハウリア族達は、自分達の性質に逆らいながら、言われた通り真面目に訓練に励んでいる。魔物だって、幾つもの傷を負いながらも何とか倒している。しかし...... 魔物の一体に、ハジメ特製の小太刀が突き刺さり絶命させる。「ああ、どうか罪深い私を許しくれぇ~」それをなしたハウリア族の男が魔物に縋り付く。まるで互いに譲れぬ信念の果て親友を殺した男のようだ。ブシュ! また一体魔物が切り裂かれて倒れ伏す。「ごめんなさいっ! ごめんなさいっ! それでも私はやるしかないのぉ!」首を裂いた小太刀を両手で握り、わなわな震えるハウリア族の女。まるで狂愛の果て、愛した人をその手で殺めた女のようだ。バキッ! 瀕死の魔物が、最後の力で己を殺した相手に一矢報いる。体当たりによって吹き飛ばされたカムが、倒れながら自嘲気味に呟く。「ふっ、これが刃を向けた私への罰というわけか......当然の結果だな......」その言葉に周囲のハウリア族が瞳に涙を浮かべ、悲痛な表情でカムへと叫ぶ。「族長! そんなこと言わないで下さい! 罪深いのは皆一緒です!」「そうです! いつか裁かれるときが来るとしても、それは今じゃない! 立って下さい! 族長!」「僕達は、もう戻れぬ道に踏み込んでしまったんだ。族長、行けるところまで一緒に逝きましょうよ」「お、お前達......そうだな。こんな所で立ち止まっている訳にはいかない。死んでしまった彼(小さなネズミっぽい魔物)のためにも、この死を乗り越えて私達は進もう!」「「「「「「「「族長!」」」」」」」」いい雰囲気のカム達。そして我慢できずに突っ込むハジメ。「だぁーーー! やかましいわ、ボケッ! 魔物一体殺すたびに、いちいち大げさなんだよ! なんなの? ホント何なんですか? そ芝居! 何でドラマチックな感じになってんの? 黙って殺れよ! 即殺しろよ! 魔物に向かって〝彼〟とか言うな! キモイわ!」そう、ハウリア族達が頑張っているのは分かるのだが、その性質故か、魔物を殺すたびに訳のわからないドラマが生まれるのだ。この二日、何度も見られた光景であり、ハジメもまた何度も指摘しているのだが一向に直らない事から、いい加減、堪忍袋の緒が切れそうなのである。ハジメの怒りを多分に含んだ声にビクッと体を震わせながらも、「そうは言っても......」とか「だっていくら魔物でも可哀想で......」とかブツブツと呟くハウリア族達。見かねたハウリア族の少年が、ハジメを宥めようと近づく。この少年、ライセン大峡谷でハイベリアに喰われそうになっていたところを間一髪ハジメに助けられ、特に懐いている子だ。しかし、進み出た少年はハジメに何か言おうとして、突如、その場を飛び退いた。訝しそうなハジメが少年に尋ねる。「? どうした?」少年は、そっと足元のそれに手を這わせながらハジメに答えた。「あ、うん。このお花さんを踏みそうになって......よかった。気がつかなかったら、潰しちゃうところだったよ。こんなに綺麗なのに、踏んじゃったら可愛そうだもんね」ハジメの頬が引き攣る。「お、お花さん?」「うん! ハジメ兄ちゃん! 僕、お花さんが大好きなんだ! この辺は、綺麗なお花さんが多いから訓練中も潰さないようにするのが大変なんだ~」ニコニコと微笑むウサミミ少年。周囲のハウリア族達も微笑ましそうに少年を見つめている。ハジメは、ゆっくり顔を俯かせた。白髪が垂れ下がりハジメの表情を隠す。そして、ポツリと囁くような声で質問をする。「......時々、お前等が妙なタイミングで跳ねたり移動したりするのは......その〝お花さん〟とやらが原因か?」ハジメの言う通り、訓練中、ハウリア族は妙なタイミングで歩幅を変えたり、移動したりするのだ。気にはなっていたのだが、次の動作に繋がっていたので、それが殺りやすい位置取りなのかと様子を見ていたのだが。「いえいえ、まさか。そんな事ありませんよ」苦笑いしながらそう言うカムに少し頬が緩むハジメ。しかし...... 「ええ、花だけでなく、虫達にも気を遣いますな。突然出てきたときは焦りますよ。何とか踏まないように避けますがね」カムのその言葉にハジメの表情が抜け落ちる。幽鬼のようにゆら~りゆら~りと揺れ始めるハジメに、何か悪いことを言ったかとハウリア族達がオロオロと顔を見合わせた。ハジメは、そのままゆっくり少年のもとに歩み寄ると、一転してにっこりと笑顔を見せる。少年もにっこりと微笑む。呆然とした表情で足元を見る少年。ようやくハジメの足が退けられた後には、無残にも原型すら留めていない〝お花さん〟の残骸が横たわっていた。「お、お花さぁーん!」「ああ、よくわかった。よ~くわかりましたともさ。俺が甘かった。俺の責任だ。お前等という種族を見誤った俺の落ち度だ。ハハ、まさか生死がかかった瀬戸際で〝お花さん〟だの〝虫達〟だのに気を遣うとは......てめぇらは戦闘技術とか実戦経験とかそれ以前の問題だ。もっと早くに気がつくべきだったよ。自分の未熟に腹が立つ......フフフ」「ハ、ハジメ殿?」不気味に笑い始めたハジメに、ドン引きしながら恐る恐る話しかけるカム。その返答は...... ドパンッ! ドンナーによる銃撃だった。カムが仰け反るように後ろに吹き飛び、少し宙を舞った後ドサッと地面に落ちる。次いで、カムの額を撃ち抜いた非致死性のゴム弾がポテッと地面に落ちた。辺りをヒューと風が吹き、静寂が支配する。ハジメは、気絶したのか白目を向いて倒れるカムに近寄り、今度はその腹を目掛けてゴム弾を撃ち込んだ。「はうぅ!」悲鳴を上げ咳き込みながら目を覚ましたカムは、涙目でハジメを見る。ウサミミ生やしたおっさんが女座りで涙目という何ともシュールな光景をよそに、ハジメは宣言した。「貴様らは薄汚い〝ピッー〟共だ。この先、〝ピッー〟されたくなかったら死に物狂いで魔物を殺せ! 今後、花だの虫だのに僅かでも気を逸らしてみろ! 貴様ら全員〝ピッー〟してやる! わかったら、さっさと魔物を狩りに行け! この〝ピッー〟共が!」ハジメのあまりに汚い暴言に硬直するハウリア族。そんな彼等にハジメは容赦なく発砲した。ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ!ドパンッ! わっーと蜘蛛の子を散らすように樹海へと散っていくハウリア族。足元で震える少年がハジメに必死で縋り付く。「ハジメ兄ちゃん! 一体どうしたの!? 何でこんなことするの!?」ハジメはギラリッと眼を光らせて少年を睨むと、周囲を見渡し、あちこちに咲いている花を確認する。そして無言で再度発砲した。次々と散っていく花々。少年が悲鳴を上げる。「何だよぉ~、何すんだよぉ~、止めろよぉハジメ兄ちゃん!」「黙れ、クソガキ。いいか? お前が無駄口を叩く度に周囲の花を散らしていく。花に気を遣っても、花を愛でても散らしてく。何もしなくても散らしていく。嫌なら、一体でも多くの魔物を殺してこい!」そう言いつつ、再び花を撃ち抜いてくハジメ。少年はうわ~んと泣きながら樹海へと消えていった。それ以降、樹海の中に〝ピッー〟を入れないといけない用語とハウリア達の悲鳴と怒号が飛び交い続けた。種族の性質的にどうしても戦闘が苦手な兎人族達を変えるために取った訓練方法。戦闘技術よりも、その精神性を変えるために行われたこの方法を、地球ではハー○マン式と言うとか言わないとか......	“Well then, I think you all need some combat training” (Hajime) Hajime and his group’s ban from the Faea Belgaen had them residing in a temporary base near the Great Tree when he thought of this. Even though it was called a base, it was actually only a barrier made of Faedraean crystals that... Hajime nonchalantly stole. Located inside were a bunch of dazed expressions accompanied by rabbit ears. “Th-that... Hajime-san. By combat training... you mean...” (Shia) Shia asked him on behalf of her perplexed clan. “Just like I said, what else? Anyway, we can’t reach the Great Tree before ten days pass, right? Then it’s better to effectively use that time, I’m thinking of turning sore losers like you with weak and fragile mentality into a tribe who excels in combat.” (Hajime) “Wh-why did you think that...” (Shia) The rabbit-ears were trembling from the intimidating aura that could be felt from Hajime’s eyes and whole body. Shia naturally doubted Hajime’s abrupt declaration. “Why? Did you ask why? Shameless rabbit.” (Hajime) “Au, you are still not calling me by name...” (Shia) Hajime’s skeptical eyes explained to the depressed Shia. “Listen well. The promise that I had with you guys was only to protect you until you done guiding me. Then, what will you do after guiding me, have you thought about it at all?” (Hajime) The Haulia tribe’s members looked at each other then shook their heads. Kam also had a hard expression. Even though they vaguely felt the uneasiness, it seems that since they were in upheaval after upheaval, that thought was thrown into the corner of their minds, or, it was possible that they didn’t think about it at all. “Well, it looks like you didn’t think about it at all. No one told me you’ve thought about it after all. You’re weak, so you can only run and hide in front of malice and possibility of injury. For reference, the home you called Faea Belgaen was lost. In other words, when my protection is gone, you’ll be in danger again.” (Hajime) “”””””......”””””” Since that was the truth, everyone of the Haulia tribe looked down with dark expressions. Meanwhile, Hajime continued. “You didn’t have any way out. There’s no protection and no place to hide. However, demonic beasts and humans will aim at the weak, specifically you, without mercy. If this goes on, there will only be the path of annihilation... are you okay with that? Are you okay with weakness as the reason of your ruin? Is it okay for the lives that you luckily got back to be uselessly wasted? What do you think?” (Hajime) No one uttered any words and a gloomy atmosphere filled their vicinity. Until someone suddenly said, “There’s no way I can accept that.”(Shia) Haulia tribe began to look up having been touched by those words. Shia was already looking resolute. “That’s right. That can’t be accepted. Then, what should you do? The answer is easy. Just become strong. Just tackle all the trouble that comes your way and destroy it, you can only acquire your rights with your very own hands.” (Hajime) “... What can we do as the Haulia tribe though? We don’t have a strong body, such as Tigerman tribe and Bearman tribe, neither special skills like Wingedman tribe and Dwarven tribe... ... We’re totally useless...” (???) Everybody knew that the Haulia was the weakest of all tribes in Faea Belgaen, so Hajime’s words only gave birth to negative feelings. Due to their nature of being weak, they had zero fighting capabilities. No matter how much they would struggle to get strong, they thought they would stay at the bottom. Seeing this, Hajime laughed through his nose. “Did you know I was called [incompetent] by my former companions?” (Hajime) “Eh?” (???) “[Incompetent] you hear, [incompetent]. My status and skill were as ordinary as the average person. I was the weakest among my companions; nothing more than a burden in combat. Therefore, I was called [incompetent] by my former companions.” (Hajime) All of the Haulia tribe members were surprised by Hajime’s confession. They couldn’t believe that Hajime, who was able to easily defeat Raisen Grand Canyon’s brutal demonic beasts, and the Elder of Bearman tribe who excelled in combat, was someone [incompetent] and [weakest]. “However, I, who fell to the bottom of the Abyss, made an effort to become strong. I didn’t care if something was possible to do or not, I just did it. If I didn’t do anything then I’d die, so I gave my all to become strong...... Before I realized it, I have become like this.” (Hajime) Hajime talked about it indifferently, however, all of the Haulia tribe members could feel a chill running through their whole body after listening to the story. His status used to be the same as an ordinary person, which were even weaker than the Haulia. Even despite this, he was able to defeat the horrors in the Raisen Grand Canyon that not even they could match. His abilities, accompanied with the fact that he used to be the weakest, made the Haulia tremble in fear at how strong he was able to become. If they were in Hajime’s boots, they knew that their will would’ve long been shattered and simply accepted their fate. Just like how they accepted the decision from the Elders Conference. “Your situation is similar to how mine was. Now that you’ve sworn to yourself, let’s break that despair into pieces. I don’t even care whether or not you think it’s possible, because only annihilation awaits you in the next battle. After all, I won’t be there to help you after my goal is achieved. Are you fine with spending the rest of your lives licking each other’s wounds and getting killed?” (Hajime) Hajime’s eyes bore ‘What will you do?’ within them. There was no immediate answer from the Haulia tribe. They understood that there was no other road to survival except to become strong. It’s not like Hajime protected them out of a sense of justice. They knew that he would leave as soon as their agreement was fulfilled, but their innate nature was peaceful and gentle, more so than any other tribe. It was difficult for them to change their way of life unless they fell into a spitting image of Hajime’s situation. The Haulia tribe fell into silence and looked at each other. However, Shia had been listening with a resolute expression the whole time before standing up. “I’ll do it. Please teach me how to fight! I don’t want to stay weak anymore!” (Shia) Her shout echoed all over the Sea of Trees. A declaration to say that there was no need to think more than this. Shia despised fighting, since it was violent and painful, and she didn’t like to wound enemies or feel pain. However, she was the cause of her family’s banishment, and therefore, she absolutely couldn’t let her tribe perish. Her desire to become stronger burned, even though it wasn’t in her nature. Shia’s eyes were unyielding as she stared at Hajime. The Haulia tribe was dumbfounded by Shia’s determination, until they also realized the reality of the situation, and stood up. In the end, not just the men, but the women and children of Haulia tribe all stood up as well, and Kam stepped forward as the representative. “Hajime-dono... please teach us.” (Kam) His words were few. However, there was a will inside of it. The will to fight against any injustice that would come to attack them. “Okay. Are you prepared? How much stronger you become will be up to your determination. I’m only here to help you grow to that limit. Also, I won’t be gentle to those who decide to drop out on the way, we only have days until I leave, after all. Lastly... Be prepared for death. You’ll only be weaker if you aren’t. Having heard Hajime’s words, all of the Haulia tribe members nodded with determination. Hajime took a weapon out of his [Treasure Box] and handed it to them. It was the single-edged knife that was similar to a type of Japanese sword called a Kodachithat he passed to them before. Hajime made the blades perfectly, so that they were both strong and durable, despite the ultra-thin blade. After he gave them those weapons, he began with teaching them basic evasion. Of course, Hajime didn’t have any knowledge in martial arts, but it wasn’t something he got from manga or game. The things he taught were only ‘logical movements’ that he gained and polished, by fighting the demonic beasts in the Abyss. While doing so, he piled up real combat experience against all types of demonic beasts. The Haulia tribes strong points were stealth and searching. He concluded that it was better for their group strategies to specialize in cooperation and surprise attacks. In the meantime, Shia was being specially trained by Yue. She had the gift to use direct magic manipulation just like Yue and Hajime, so she would be able to use magic without chanting or magic circles, so long as she obtained the knowledge for it. Occasionally, Shia’s screams would be heard from the other side of the fog, but it seemed that the training was going well. However, something happened on the second day of training. Hajime looked irritated, he was literally shaking as he supervised the Haulia. The Haulia tribe members were taking their training seriously, since they managed to defeat a few demonic beasts without receiving many wounds. However... One of the demonic beasts was dead, pierced by Hajime’s specialized kodachi. “Ah, please forgive the sinful me~” (???) The one that said that while clinging to the demonic beast was a man of Haulia tribe. It’s as if he was killing his best friend whom he knew for a long time. Foosh! Another demonic beast was defeated with a slash. “I am sorry! I am sorry! Even so, I must do it~” (???) A woman holding a kodachi with both hands cut off the neck, trembling while she did it. It was like the result of a mad love, and she had just killed her loved one. Bakikh! The dying demonic beast threw a final attack at Kam with its body. Kam was hit by the body blow and was muttering in self-ridicule while flying through the air. “Oof, this is the punishment for deciding to wield a sword...... it was against our nature after all...” (Kam) Having heard those words, the surrounding Haulia tribe started to tear up, then they shouted at Kam with bitter expressions. “Chief! Please don’t say that! The sinful ones are all of us!” (???) “That’s right! Even if judgments come, that’s not right now! Please stand up! Chief!” (???) “We don’t have any road to return any more. That’s why Chief, let’s advance together until death.” (???) “Y-you guys...... that’s right. I can’t fall down in a place like this. For the sake of our lives, we will advance through this hell!” (Kam) “”””””””Chief!”””””””” A good atmosphere surrounded Kam and his tribe. Hajime couldn’t endure it anymore and cut in. “Aghhh—! It’s so noisy! Why the heck are you exaggerating every time you kill one demonic beast! What for? Seriously, what was that for? What’s with that dramatic feeling? Just kill it in silence! Just kill it instantly! Don’t call a demonic beast ‘he’! That’s gross!” (Hajime) Even though Hajime knew the tribe was working hard, due to their nature, they would repent for every beast they killed. This was the second day, and having seen this spectacle many times, he ran out of patience. Hajime was pissed. Due to the number of times they said ‘I’m sorry’ or ‘forgive me’, he was slowly losing it as he listened to them. One boy from Haulia tribe couldn’t stand it anymore, he tried to approach and calm Hajime. This boy was the one who Hajime saved from the Hyveria in Raisen Grand Canyon and seemed especially attached to him. However, when the boy advanced to say something to Hajime, he suddenly jumped back. Hajime was dumbfounded by it and asked the boy, “What happened?” (Hajime) The boy answered Hajime as he crawled towards him. “Ah, yes. I almost stepped on Flower-san... thank goodness. If I didn’t notice it, it’d be crushed. Because it was so beautiful, it would’ve been a waste to crush it.” (Boy) Hajime’s cheeks were convulsing. “F- flower-san?” (Hajime) “Un! Hajime Nii-san! I really like Flower-san! Since there are so many pretty flowers around here, I wouldn’t want to crush them!” (Boy) The rabbit-eared boy smiled happily. The surrounding Haulia tribe members were warm at this sight. Hajime’s face slowly fell until he was looking at the ground. Hajime’s gray hair fell down and concealed his expression. Then, he slowly whispered; “...... sometimes, when you were moving, you would jump in the wrong places... Is it because of those flowers?” (Hajime) As Hajime said, during the training, the Haulia tribe sometimes changed their pace according to where they were, so the movement was always out of place. He thought it was in his mind because it connected with their next action, so it looked like they tried to find easier positions for them to kill in his eyes. “No no, that can’t be. There is no such thing.” (Hajime) Hajime started to chuckle as he listened to his words, however... “Yes, not just the flowers, we also take notice of insects! When we have to suddenly move, we pay attention and manage to avoid them somehow.” (Kam) Having heard Kam’s words, Hajime’s expression started to fall. He began to sway as if he was a ghost, while the Haulia tribe members started to wonder what they did wrong. Hajime slowly approached the smiling boy. He gave him a big smile as he crushed the flower and slowly ground it between his foot and the earth. The boy who saw it was dumbfounded. Finally, Hajime removed his foot, and what was left were the remains of “Flower-san” that lay tragically after such cruelty. “F- flower-sa~n!” (Boy) “Aah, I finally understand. I finally fi~nally understand. I was too soft. It was my responsibility. It was my mistake to have hope for your tribe. Haha, I can’t believe even in life and death situations, you still pay attention to “Flower-san” and “Insects”...... combat skills or real combat experiences are not your main problem. I should have noticed it faster. I’m angry at my inexperience......Huahaha... HAHAHAHAHA!!” (Hajime) “Ha- Hajime-dono?” (Kam) After Hajime began to ominously laugh, Kam timidly asked him. And his answer was... DOPANn! He fired Donner at Kam, who was blown onto his back, face-up. Soon after, the non-lethal rubber bullet that was used to attack dropped to the ground from Kam’s forehead. In their vicinity wind blew, while silence ruled the area. Hajime then approached Kam who fainted with his eyes turned white, while this time he aimed the shot at Kam’s belly. “Hauu!” Kam woke up with a scream along with a fit of coughing and looked at Hajime with tearful eyes. Despite the surreal spectacle of seeing the teary-eyed, bearded rabbit-eared old man sitting in woman-like position, Hajime declared; “Listen up, you little shits. From this moment onwards, you dumbasses have to kill those demonic beasts as if your life depends on it! In the future, don’t even take note of the flowers or insects! Or else I am going to fuck you up! If you understand, hunt those demonic beasts now! You fucking shits!” The Haulia tribe grew stiff from Hajime’s vulgar speech. Right after, Hajime fired without mercy. DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! DOPANn! Haulia tribe scattered into the Sea of Trees just like rats while screaming. The boy desperately clung to Hajime while trembling. “Hajime Nii-san! What happened?! Why did you do this?!” Hajime glared at the boy who stared at him with sparkling eyes, then looked at the surrounding and confirmed that flowers were blooming here and there. Until finally, he fired again. One after another, the flowers got demolished, until there were none left. “Why! Just why?! Please stop Hajime Nii-san!” “Shut up, shitty brat. Don’t you know? Every time you speak nonsense I will keep destroying the surrounding flowers. If you pay attention to the flowers, they’ll be destroyed. Even if you’re not doing anything, I’ll destroy them. If you don’t want that, go and kill a whole lot of demonic beasts!” Having said so, Hajime started to shoot the flowers again. The boy’s cries then disappeared into the Sea of Trees. After that, inside the Sea of Trees, Hajime’s curses would continue to be heard, while the Haulia members’ screams resounded throughout the area. It was the training method to alter the character of Haulia tribe who were awful at combat by nature. Even the Haulia tribes’ nature would soon be altered by Hajime’s ruthless training.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 4, "inserted_lines_src": 2, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
ハマスが実際に、穏健な組織に変化を遂げられるかどうかを今、断言することは不可能である。しかし今、ハマスが世論に傷つきやすく、統治権威として彼らの勝利に対する世界からの反応に取り組まなければならないことは明白である。	Whether Hamas can actually be transformed into a more moderate organization is impossible to say right now. But it is clear that Hamas is now vulnerable to public opinion and, as a governing authority, will have to deal with the international response to its victory.	{ "source": "news_commentary", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
転生後の今の生活にも慣れ、最近は眠りが少しずつ浅くなってきたように思う。今までは昼夜問わず眠気があったが、このところは朝に目覚め、夜に眠るというサイクルに入っている。グラス=ディメリアとしての人生の最初の記憶は、汚物と異臭に塗れた薄暗い部屋の記憶だった。断片的な記憶ではあるが、それがリーフの両親であるナタルとルドラのような、穏やかな庇護下ではないだろうことは容易に想像がつく。何故なら、次に気がついた時には、路地裏でゴミを漁る生活をしていたからだ。冬の寒い季節だった。子供だけで身体を寄せ合って震えながら眠り、痛みで目が覚める。冬を越せない仲間はたくさんいた。それが『普通』だった。例えば、この家にいる限り、寒い日も暑い日もほとんど意識せずに過ごすことができる。空調魔導器と呼ばれるもので室温を管理し、室内の温度がほに保たれているからだ。僕がグラスとして生きていた時代では、寒い日には魔法で火をおこし、暖炉に火を焼べていたが、ナタルもルドラも暖炉は使わない。生まれてすぐの頃は暖炉があったが、いつの間にか使われなくなっていたの会話で耳にしたが、空調魔導器に入れ替えたのは、僕のためを思ってのことらしい。生活の全てが、僕に合わせて動いているような印象があった。不思議なことに、僕が自分の状態を知らせることで、彼らは喜ぶのだ。知らせると言っても、「あー」とか「うー」しか喋ることができないわけだが、どういうわけか彼らは僕の状況や要望を正しく理解する。手間が増えるだろうにと思うが、その手間を喜んでいるのも理解できなかった。それを苦とも思わないのだろうというのは、目が少しずつ見えるようになって明らかになった。彼らは僕の世話をするときはいつも笑顔でいるからだ。「少し体重が増えてきたわね、リーフ」僕は欲求の一つを満たしているだけだというのに、母はそれに感謝の意を述べる。礼を言うのは僕の方で、どうにかして感謝の気持ちを伝えたいが、まだ微笑み以外の方法はない。毎日少しずつ唇や舌のかたちを意識しながら発声を試してみるが、思うような成果は得られない。だが、それで通じるようで母は満足げに僕の頭をそっと撫でてくれる。「いいこね、リーフ。とってもいいこよ」優しくて甘い匂いのする母にそう言われながら抱かれていると、奇妙なまでの安堵を覚える。こんな感覚は、グラスとしての人生では経験したことがなかったものだ。『そうね。今度は良い環境に生まれるように計らうから、あの酷い人生と比べたらかなりいい感じになるんじゃないかな。まあ、幸福だとかなんとか感じられるかは、それを知らないあんたには難しいかもしれないけど』確かにあの女神の言う通りなのかもしれない。僕はグラスとしての自分の人生を幸福だと思ったことがない。幸福というものを知らなかったから、こういう世界があることを知らなかった。かつて所属していた錬金術学会には、自分の周りにいた人物も似たような人間が集まっていた。自分が成功するために、研究成果を盗むことも厭わない、嫉妬と欲望が渦巻いていたあの世界に嫌気が差し、僕は学会を離脱し、一人で生きる道を選んだ。ナタルとルドラからはそうしたものをまるで感じない。 ――それさえも、僕を欺くための手段なのか? 忌まわしい養父の記憶が蘇り、僕は油断しきっていた自分を諫めた。だが、それでも両親が僕をなにかの『材料』にしようとしているなどということは、全く想像がつかなかった。それだけ二人は献身的に赤ん坊の僕を世話しているのだ。 ――一体なんのために? 考え込んでいるうちに、底なし沼に沈むような白昼夢を見たかのような感覚があった。冷たい汗が背を濡らすような感覚にちいさく身体を震わせた。「リーフ」呼びかけられてはっと気づく。母は僕を抱き上げたまま、手を伸ばし、口の中に指を突っ込んだ。ったが上手くいかない。口を塞がれ、息の根を止められそうになったあの養父と重なり、恐怖で声を上げたが、ナタルは微笑んだままだった。「ごめんね、嫌だったかしら?」指先が歯列をそっとなぞり、それだけで終わった。「最近お喋りが上手になったから、歯が生えてくるのかなって思ったのよ」「あー......」僕をあやすように揺らしながら、母が申し訳なさそうに眉を下げる。心からホッとすると同時に、ずっと気づいていなかった違和感を覚えて舌を動かした。言われてみれば、確かに歯が生えていない。母音はなんとか発音できるが、他が難しいのは、もしかして歯がないせいだろうか......。そのせいだとすれば、歯が生えれば多少は喋られるようになるのかもしれない。「あー、あーう?」ナタルの口許に手を伸ばし、歯がいつ頃生えるのかを聞いてみる。当然質問の体を成していないのだが、やはり彼女には不思議と通じるらしく、微笑んで口を開いてくれた。「歯茎がかたくなり始めているから、もう少ししたら離乳食を始めるわよ。美味しいものをたくさん食べられるように、準備しておくからね」なるほど、歯が生えればミルク以外のものを与えられるようだ。礼代わりに微笑むと、母は僕を高く抱き上げて微笑み返した。「そうそう。クリフォートさんのお嬢さんもあなたと同い年なのよ。今度、一緒に遊びましょうね」そう言えばこの家から出たことがなかったが、どういう場所に建っているのだろう? 家そのものの全貌もわかっていないが、外の世界にも興味が湧いた。近所にクリフォートという名の家があるらしいので、少なくともこの家が孤立した場所にあるわけではないようだ。「ただいま、ナタル。ただいま、リーフ。今日はお土産があるぞ」ぼんやりと考えていると、ルドラが帰ってきた。「まあ、どうしたの?」視界がぼんやりしていて良く見えないが、ルドラが大荷物を抱えているのはわかる。母が自分を抱いたまま近づいたので、荷物の内訳を知ることができた。「部下から出産祝いをもらったのだよ。玩具や本もある。......こっちの文字盤は、早期教育用の新作玩具らしい。リーフには少し早いかな?」「そうね。お喋りの方が早いはずだし......」いや、それがあればかなり意思疎通が楽になる。危うく片付けられそうになる文字盤がほしいのだと、身振り手振りでアピールした。「ん? これが欲しいのか、リーフ?」父が気づいて文字盤をこちらに示す。「これに興味を示すとは、将来有望だな」近づけられた文字盤をじっくりと眺める。文字盤には僕も知っている基本となる文字と、喜怒哀楽の感情を示す絵や記号などが書いてあった。言語だけではなく、使用している文字もグラス=ディメリアの知識が活かせそうで安堵した。「どうだ? まだちょっと難しいか?」「あーう!」そんなことはないと、手のひらで『喜』の絵を叩いてみせると、ルドラとナタルが揃って驚きの声を上げた。「今のを見たか、ナタル! この子は天才だぞ!」「ふふふ、きっとそうね」僕の反応を偶然と見ているのか、母の反応は父よりは落ち着いていた。「そうか! 嬉しいのか、リーフ!」もっと意思疎通を図りたいところだが、先ほどの反応を見るに、言葉を操るのはまだ早そうだ。「気に入ってくれたようだな」「リーフったら、離そうとしないわ」「子供用に角も丸く削ってある、好きに持たせてやりなさい。指先を使う練習にもなるだろうからね」「そうしましょうね、リーフ」僕は『喜』の絵を叩き、文字盤を引き寄せる。重くて自力では持てそうになかったが、母は気をつかって文字盤と一緒にベッドに寝かせてくれた。寝返りは打てないので、漸く動かせるようになった首を動かし、横目で文字盤を眺める。文字と絵が対応している文字盤を眺めているうちに、これを扱うことのできる子供の知能が推測できた。今はまだ赤ん坊だが、この先も子供らしくコミュニケーションを取るというのは、かなり難儀なのかもしれない。どこかで『普通』の赤ん坊を参考にできると良いのだが......。	I’ve become accustomed to my life after reincarnation, and lately, it felt like my sleep had become slightly shallower. Before, I would feel drowsy at any time of the day or night, but now I’m on a cycle of waking up in the morning and sleeping at night. In my previous life as Glass Dimelia, I didn’t have any memories of being a baby. Judging from the environment I was found in, it felt like a miracle that I had survived. My first memory as Glass Dimelia was of a dimly lit room covered in filth and a foul odor. While it’s fragmented, it’s easy to imagine that it wasn’t the kind of peaceful shelter that Leafa’s parents, Natal and Rudra, provided. Because the next thing I knew, I was living in the back alleys, scavenging for scraps. It was a cold winter season. Children huddled together for warmth, shivering in their sleep, and woke up in pain. Many of our companions didn’t make it through the winter. That was the “normal.” The life I have now, born as Leafa, was entirely different from the “normal” life I had lived as Glass. For example, as long as I was in this house, I could go through hot and cold days without much awareness because the room temperature was maintained almost constant by something called an air conditioning magical device. In the time when I was Glass, on cold days, we would use magic to start a fire and warm ourselves by the fireplace, but Natal and Rudra didn’t use the fireplace. There was a fireplace when I was just born, but it had gradually fallen out of use. I overheard them talking, and it seemed they switched to the air conditioning magical device for my sake. Everything in this lifestyle seemed to revolve around me. I just slept, and my parents took turns taking care of me. I never had to suffer from hunger or thirst, and they didn’t allow me to endure things. Strangely, they were delighted when I let them know about my condition. Even though I could only make sounds like “Ah” or “Uh” to communicate, they seemed to understand my situation and desires correctly. I couldn’t understand why they were so pleased, even though it would mean more work for them. The reason for this became clearer as my vision gradually improved. They always had smiles on their faces when they took care of me. “Your weight seems to have increased a bit, Leafa,” my mother, having noticed that I woke up, said as she gently held me, pressing her cheek against mine. “You must be drinking your milk well. Thank you.” I was just fulfilling one of my needs, and yet, my mother expressed gratitude. It was my place to say thanks, but I still didn’t have any way to convey my appreciation except for a smile. Every day, I tried to make sounds while consciously shaping my lips and tongue, but I didn’t achieve the results I desired. However, it seemed to get the message across, and my mother gently stroked my head, looking satisfied. “Good job, Leafa. You’re doing very well.” Being held by my gentle, sweet-smelling mother, I strangely felt a profound sense of relief. This was a sensation I had never experienced in my life as Glass. “Yes. And I’ll ensure you’re born into a better situation than before, so you’ll feel much better than in your previous miserable existence. Although, it might be hard for you to find happiness, given you never really experienced it before.” Suddenly, the words of Fortuna crossed my mind. She might be right. I never considered my life as Glass to be happy. I didn’t know what happiness was, so I couldn’t imagine a world like this. The alchemical society I once belonged to had people around me who were similar. In that world, people were willing to steal research results for their own success, jealousy and desire ran rampant, and I grew tired of it. I left the society and chose to live on my own. I couldn’t feel such things from Natal and Rudra. They appeared to cherish and love me unconditionally. Was even this just a means to deceive me? The memory of my abhorrent adoptive father resurfaced, and I admonished myself for being too complacent. Still, I couldn’t imagine that my parents were trying to turn me into some kind of “material.” They were taking care of me with such devotion. What on earth drove their actions? As I pondered, I had a sensation akin to sinking into an endless swamp, like a waking dream in broad daylight. A cold sweat drenched my back, and I shivered slightly. “Leafa.” Startled, I suddenly became aware of my surroundings. My mother was still holding me and had reached her finger to my mouth. I tried to twist my body, but it didn’t work. My voice was filled with fear, reminiscent of the time my abhorrent adoptive father silenced me by blocking my airway. But Natal just smiled. “I’m sorry, did you not like it?” She gently traced her fingertip along my gums, and that was all. “I thought your teeth might be coming in since you’ve become better at talking lately.” “Aa...” As she gently rocked me, my mother furrowed her brow, looking apologetic. I let out a sigh of relief and realized something I hadn’t noticed before. When she mentioned teeth, I suddenly noticed that I didn’t have any. I could manage to pronounce vowels, but the rest was difficult. Could it be because I didn’t have teeth yet? If that were the case, perhaps I would be able to speak more once my teeth grew in. “Aa-auh?” I reached my hand toward Natal’s mouth, asking when my teeth would come in, even though my question wasn’t fully formed. Strangely, she seemed to understand and smiled, opening her mouth. “Your gums have started to harden, so we’ll start you on solid food in a little while. I’ll prepare tasty things for you to eat.” I see, teeth would allow me to have more than just milk. I smiled in gratitude, and my mother held me high, smiling back. “Hehe, I should learn how to cook from our neighbor, Clifford. Ah yes, their daughter is the same age as you. You should play together sometime.” I had never left this house, and I didn’t even know where it was located. I didn’t have a complete picture of the house itself, but I was starting to feel curious about the outside world. They mentioned a neighbor named Clifford, so at least this house wasn’t in an isolated location. Considering that Rudra was in the military, it was likely situated in some sort of town or city. “I’m back, Natal. I’m back, Leafa. I have a little gift for you today.” As I was lost in thought, Rudra returned. “Oh, what’s this?” My vision was somewhat blurry, making it difficult to see clearly, but I could tell that Rudra was carrying a large package. Natal, still holding me, approached Rudra so I managed to classify it. “I received some congratulatory gifts from my subordinates. There are toys, books, and... this tablet with characters, which seems to be an early education toy. It might be a bit early for Leafa.” “Yeah, it might be. Talking usually comes first...” No, having it would help to reach a mutual understanding. I didn’t have the words to express myself fully, but I tried to convey that I wanted the tablet, which was about to be put away, using gestures and expressions. “Hm? You want it, Leafa?” My father noticed my interest in the tablet and held it out to me. “You seem to be quite interested in this. You have a promising future.” I took a close look at the tablet. It had basic characters and various symbols and images representing emotions like happiness, anger, sadness, and more. It was a relief to see that not only the language but also the characters used were familiar to me from my knowledge as Glass Dimelia. “How is it? Is it still a bit challenging?” “Aau!” I tapped the picture of “happiness” on the tablet with my palm, and both Rudra and Natal were amazed. “Did you see that, Natal? This child is a genius!” “Hehe, she has to be.” My mother’s response was more composed than my father’s, perhaps thinking that it was coincidental. “I see! So you’re happy, Leafa!” I wanted to establish better communication, but considering the earlier reaction, it seemed like using words would still take some time. For now, I just smiled and playfully tapped the tablet repeatedly, pretending to be excited. “It seems like she likes it.” “She really doesn’t want to let go of it.” “It has rounded corners meant for children, so let her hold it as she pleases. It might be good practice for using her fingers.” “Let’s do that, Leafa.” I tapped on the “happiness” picture on the tablet and pulled it closer. It was quite heavy, and I couldn’t hold it on my own, but my mother thoughtfully placed the tablet next to me on the bed. Since I couldn’t roll over yet, I turned my neck, which I had finally learned to move, and glanced at the tablet from the corner of my eye. As I observed the tablet with matching characters and pictures, I could make an educated guess about the intelligence required for a child to use it. While I was still a baby, it seemed that communicating like a typical child might be quite challenging from now on. It would be great if I could reference a ‘normal’ baby somewhere...	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 4, "inserted_lines_src": 12, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
(拍手) ありがとうパットありがとう! 緊張してきちゃったわ! パット・ミッチェル:いいことねさてあなたの試合のビデオを見返してたんだけど世界中の女性の運命があなたの一打一打にかかっているようなそんな気持ちでしたか? ビリー: そもそもボビー・リッグスはかつて No.1プレーヤーで中途半端な選手じゃなかったわ私のヒーローのひとりで尊敬していましたそう彼を打ち負かした理由は実際に彼を尊敬していたからです本心ですよ母そして特に父は常に言ってました「対戦相手に敬意を示し決して見くびらないこと」とそして父は全く正しかったでもこれは社会変革だとも分かっていたので公表する時にはいつも非常にナーバスでしたし全世界が私の肩にかかっているような気分でした「負けたら女性達を50年前に引き戻すようなことになりかねない」と思ったし前年の1972年6月23日に教育法第9編が可決されていましたそして女子プロテニスは 1970年には私を含め9名が 1ドル契約を結んでいました 1973年の試合を思い出しますツアーがやっと3年目を迎えていました実際プレーができ試合の場所があってそれで生計を立てることができましただから 9名がその1ドル契約にサインした訳です私達の夢は世界のどこで生まれようとその少女に実力があれば試合をする機会が与えられ生活ができるようになることでした 1968年以前は1日の稼ぎが14ドルでそして組織の管理下にありました心底そこから決別したいと思いましたしかしそれは私達の世代のためではなく次世代のためでした言うまでもなく私達は前の世代の上に成り立っていますがどの世代も前よりもっと良くするチャンスがあるのですそのことはいつも念頭にありました気持ちの上でも教育法第9編の精神に沿うようにしたかったのです知らない方も多いかもしれませんが教育法第9編では高校や大学に提供された連邦資金は公立か私立かに関わらず最終的に男子生徒と女子生徒に均等に配分されなくてはならないと唱っていますこれが全てを変えました (拍手) 法律ができると要はそれに合致するように心の持ちようも変わっていきますそれこそまさに画期的な瞬間だと思っていました人々の心の中にまでこの変化を起こしたかったのですそして意外にもその試合から 2つのことが得られました女性にとっては自信とやる気の後押し実際に賃金引き上げを求める度胸を得ましたね声を上げるのに 10年も15年も待っていた女性達もいましたで「兎にも角にも...昇給した?」昇給したんですよ! そして男性にとっては? 今ではほとんどの男性は意識していませんが 50代〜60代それに40代後半もそうね彼らが女性運動を経験した最初の世代ということです好むと好まざるに関わらずね! (拍手) 男性達に何が起こったかというとー私のところにやって来て目に涙を浮かべるのはだいたい男性ですとても面白いですね彼らは言うんです「ビリー自分はまだ若い時にあの試合を見ました今では娘がひとりいます若い頃にあの試合を見られて本当に幸せ者です」その中にかつて12歳だったオバマ大統領もいるんですお会いした時に彼は言ったんです「想像にも及ばないでしょうがその時の私は12歳で今は娘が2人いて自分の子育てにも影響を与えました」つまり女性と男性の双方にそれぞれ違った形で多くの影響があったのですパット: つまり少なくとも1世代か2世代が教育法第9編やその過程にあった戦いの末に実現した男女同権を体験したということですねさらに女性はチームワークまで体験した世代が出てきました以前ではあり得なかったチームスポーツが女性でもできるようになりましたあなたはアスリートとして後世に名を残しさらに女性アスリートへの対等な報酬を実現する動きにおいても功績を残されましたあと女性スポーツ基金もですねそして今ビリー・ジーン・キング・リーダーシップ・イニシアチブではどういったことを目指していらっしゃるんですか? ビリー: 12歳の時の突然のひらめきを思い出します 11歳で世界No.1テニスプレーヤーを目指しました友達がテニスに誘ってくれた時は「なにそれ?」という感じでした私の家族はテニスに所縁がなくもっぱらバスケや他のスポーツで詳細はスッ飛ばして 12歳の時ついにトーナメントでプレーし始めました年の瀬にランキングがでますよねそして私はロサンジェルスのテニスクラブで空想にふけっては考えていましたテニスはなんてちっぽけかとそれでもテニス選手は例外なく白いシューズに白いウェアテニスボールも白く選手も全員白人ということに 12歳ながらに自問していました「白人以外の選手はいないの?」この考えは頭から離れませんでしたその時少年少女、男女の同権と機会均等のために生涯をかけて闘おうと心に誓ったのですもしテニスでNo.1になれば― 既にその年にして女性の場合影響力を持つことが難しいと分かっていましたが― それでも基盤を手にできると考えていましたテニスはグローバルです「きっと私は類い稀な機会に恵まれてる」と思いましたまだ12歳で実現できるかなんて分かりませんでした絶対に実現したくても実際にできるとは限りませんよねただ自分に誓ったことを覚えてますし実現のために必死になりました人々のために闘う自分が私の本来の姿なのですあいにく女性の権利は限られていましたし軽視されていました私は「女性達は何をすべきか?」について考えましたそれはとにかくやるっきゃない― 自分を信じ自分の声に耳を傾けることを学ぶことですいつだって聞こえてくる声は同じです私は良い教育を受けられて本当にラッキーでしたあなたが目標をもてばそれは実現できるのです目標があれば実現可能なのですパットや他のリーダーをご覧なさい TEDスピーカー達やあなた自身をご覧なさいなぜなら全ての人が何か素晴らしいことが出来るのですひとりひとりがですパット: あなたご自身があらゆる所で多くの女性達のインスピレーションとなっていますがビリー・ジーン・キング・リーダーシップ・イニシアチブではもっと大きな運動に取り組んでいますねよく聞くのは女性が声を上げたりリーダー的立場を獲得する道筋をつけることですがあなたが考えているのはもっと壮大なことではないですかインクルーシブリーダーシップですねよりオープンに周りを巻込んで物事を考え成長してきた世代ですビリー: 素晴らしいじゃない? テクノロジーだってそう! 人々を繋ぐ様は素晴らしい重要なのは『繋がる』ことですテクノロジーが可能にしたことはまさに驚異的ですがビリー・ジーン・キング・リーダーシップ・イニシアチブでは人材の活用という点にフォーカスしこれを変えようとしています人々が職場において本来の自分でいられるようにすることですというのもほとんどの人には 2つの仕事があるんですひとつは職場で浮かないこといい例がありますよアフリカ系アメリカ人の女性が毎朝出勤前に1時間かけて洗面所で髪を真っすぐにセットしてそして職場でも4回5回6回と洗面所に行って縮れ毛をストレートに整えて職場で浮かないようにしているんです彼女には2つの仕事があります職場での本来の仕事ともうひとつは懸命に職場で浮かないようにすることですもう1つの例は大学も卒業したこの可哀想な男性でミシガン大卒ですが子供の時に貧しかったことは決して口外せずひた隠しにしています十分な教育を受けた人というイメージを守るためですもう1つは NFLの選手でゲイの彼はーかのアメフトですよ大したもんですよね逞しい男の世界で彼はいつもアメフトの話ばかりしていました周りにゲイだと悟られないためですこんな話だらけです私の願いは皆が四六時中どこでも本来の自分でいられるということですこれが究極の願いです我々は ― 私は今でも本来の自分に気づきハッと驚きます私は同性愛者の自分にハッと気づきましたちょっと心地悪くお腹の辺がソワソワしてありのままの姿が完全に心地良いわけじゃないですから自らに問いかけることが必要だと思うのですいづれにせよありのまま自然体でいてほしいのですパット: リーダーシップ・イニシアチブの最初の調査結果は今お話しされた例も含めて私達の多くが本来の自分であることが難しいと示していますがミレニアム世代に焦点を当てると完全でないにしても機会均等をあらゆる場面で享受している世代ですねビリー: まず非常にラッキーなことにこれができたのは戦略的で素晴らしいテネオ社とのパートナーシップのおかげです権力ある人々の支援を得られたことが人生において2度ありました一度は昔々バージニア・スリムのフィリップ・モリスでしたこれが人生で2度目でそしてデロイト社でした私がほしかったのはデータつまり事実でしたデロイト社は世論調査を行い今までに4000人以上の回答を集め今も継続中ですミレニアム世代は何を感じているか? まぁ様々ですが彼らの優れたところと言えば― 我々の世代なら「代弁者が語ってくれるよ」となりますが彼らの場合部屋にいる誰もが代弁者です個々の能力は不十分ですがそこがいいのです! ミレニアム世代は繋がりや関わりを互いに求めますそこが素晴らしいお互いの感覚や考えを交換して問題に取り組み解決していくのですもちろん私の時代に比べると手元の情報が多いのは確かですパット: ミレニアム世代に関する調査結果は何と? 彼らはいい変化を生むでしょうか? 多様な人材活用を実現した世界を創ってくれるでしょうか? ビリー: そうね 2025年には世界の労働力の75%がミレニアム世代になります彼らは問題解決にひと役買ってくれるでしょう解決の鍵を握っていると思っています問題意識を持ち大きなアイディアを持っていて壮大なことを成し遂げる可能性を秘めています私も若者と接点を持って遅れをとりたくないですねパット: そんなことあり得ないでしょう! それにしてもミレニアム世代の調査結果は多くの人が彼らとの実体験から感じとっていることとは違いますねビリー: そうですね私もちょっとしたミニ調査をしているんですが実際にミレニアム世代の上司の立場にあるブーマー世代に尋ねてみました「ミレニアム世代をどう思う?」いい答えを期待して興奮ぎみにね彼らはこんな顔してましたよ「おっと『自己中』世代のことかい?」「本当にそう思いますか? 彼らは環境問題や社会問題にきっと関心を示していると思いますよ」「ビリー彼らは集中力ってもんがないんだよ」という答えが返ってきました確かに調査では 18歳が集中できるのは平均37秒だと証明されています集中力がないその上実際は関心もない先日聞いた話では画廊を経営している女性で従業員もいますが従業員のひとりから受けた携帯メールが研修生であるかのようにその彼女が「そういえば今美容院にいるので仕事に遅れます」と彼女が仕事に現れた時に上司が「どうなってるんだ?」と問い詰めたところ「遅れちゃってすみませんそれで?」と言ってのけ上司が「それでって? あなたはクビです」と言うと「OK」って構いませんって! パット: ビリーその話はええでもこれこそブーマー世代が恐れていることですねただ分かり合うことは重要だと思うんですよいや相互理解が大切でというのも皆が本来の自分であるべきと考えているのだから互いに相手の考えを尊重すべきですよね? でも私が強く信じていることは私のようにスポーツの世界にいると世代を追って良くなってるこれは事実です女性スポーツ基金における教育法第9編の推進者としては法律を守り続けようとしているしそれは常に危うい状態にありますから本当に憂慮していて沢山のリサーチもします我々にとって非常に重要ですし人々の意見も聞きたいのですしかし教育法第9編の精神を世界的に守っていかなければなりませんカーター大統領が教育法第9編の保護について話すのを聞いたでしょ女性が立ち上がって起こした訴訟は少なくともスポーツ関連の訴訟ではどの機関を相手取っても全て勝訴しているんですよ教育法第9編が私達を守ってくれます素晴らしいことだと思いますそれでも人々の考え方を法律の精神に合うように変えていくのは至難ですパット: ではあなたの仕事に対する日々のモチベーションは何ですか? 同権運動やその活動の延長線上にあることいつも新しい分野を模索し新しい道を切り拓いていくその原動力は? ビリー: そうね子供の時から好奇心旺盛で両親を困らせてたわねすごくエネルギーに溢れてるから弟はメジャーリーグ選手だったので可哀想な両親手一杯で私にまで手が回らなかったのね私も弟も一番を目指してとにかく突き進んでたから両親はてんやわんやでしたよそして今日のTEDトークも原動力になると思います様々な女性様々な人々の声を聞くことだと思います先程のカーター大統領のトークもそうです彼は90歳ですよ沢山の数字データを盛り込んで私だったら「メモを見ますからちょっと待ってください」って感じですが彼はスラスラと数字を示してすごいわ脱線ね失礼パット: 彼は本当に素晴らしい (拍手) ビリー: 次はメアリー・ロビンソン大統領のトーク登壇ですよね彼女はアイルランドの元大統領でアイルランドの皆さんありがとう! 同性婚に賛成率62%で合法化! LGBTQ! (拍手) 国会では6月に同性婚に対する投票が行われます一部の人々にとっては聞きたくもない話ですねでも皆一人の独立した人間だということを忘れないで心臓が脈打つ人間でありのままの自分でいることにこだわりそうありたいと思ういいですか周りに賛同しなくてもいいんですでも誰にもチャンスがあります私たちは常に前に向かって変化を起こし続けるという責任があると思うのですこの場にいるスピーカー達は皆インスピレーションを与えてくれています全員に価値があり全員が周りに影響を与えられるこれを聞いている世界中の人々がもちろんここにいる方々も全ての人が周りを感化できます決してこのことを忘れないでねいい? 決して自分をあきらめてはダメパット: ビリーあなたこそ私達のインスピレーションだわビリー: パッドありがとう (拍手) TEDの皆さんありがとう! (拍手) どうもありがとう!	Thanks, Pat. Thank you! Getting me all wound up, now! Pat Mitchell: Good! You know, when I was watching the video again of the match, you must have felt like the fate of the world's women was on every stroke you took. Were you feeling that? BJK: First of all, Bobby Riggs -- he was the former number one player, he wasn't just some hacker, by the way. He was one of my heroes and I admired him. And that's the reason I beat him, actually, because I respected him. It's true -- my mom and especially my dad always said: "Respect your opponent, and never underestimate them, ever." And he was correct. He was absolutely correct. But I knew it was about social change. And I was really nervous whenever we announced it, and I felt like the whole world was on my shoulders. And I thought, "If I lose, it's going to put women back 50 years, at least." Title IX had just been passed the year before -- June 23, 1972. And women's professional tennis -- there were nine of us who signed a one-dollar contract in 1970 -- now remember, the match is in '73. So we were only in our third year of having a tour where we could actually play, have a place to compete and make a living. So there were nine of us that signed that one-dollar contract. And our dream was for any girl, born any place in the world -- if she was good enough -- there would be a place for her to compete and for us to make a living. Because before 1968, we made 14 dollars a day, and we were under the control of organizations. So we really wanted to break away from that. But we knew it wasn't really about our generation so much; we knew it was about the future generations. We do stand on the shoulders of the people that came before us, there is no question. But every generation has the chance to make it better. That was really on my mind. I really wanted to start matching the hearts and minds to Title IX. Title IX, in case anybody doesn't know, which a lot of people probably don't, said that any federal funds given to a high school, college or university, either public or private, had to -- finally -- give equal monies to boys and girls. And that changed everything. So you can have a law, but it's changing the hearts and minds to match up with it. That's when it really rocks, totally. So that was on my mind. I wanted to start that change in the hearts and minds. But two things came out of that match. For women: self-confidence, empowerment. They actually had enough nerve to ask for a raise. Some women have waited 10, 15 years to ask. I said, "More importantly, did you get it?" And they did! And for the men? A lot of the men today don't realize it, but if you're in your 50s, 60s or whatever, late 40s, you're the first generation of men of the Women's Movement -- whether you like it or not! And for the men, what happened for the men, they'd come up to me -- and most times, the men are the ones who have tears in their eyes, it's very interesting. They go, "Billie, I was very young when I saw that match, and now I have a daughter. And I am so happy I saw that as a young man." And one of those young men, at 12 years old, was President Obama. And he actually told me that when I met him, he said: "You don't realize it, but I saw that match at 12. And now I have two daughters, and it has made a difference in how I raise them." So both men and women got a lot out of it, but different things. PM: And now there are generations -- at least one or two -- that Title IX and other fights along the way made possible. And for women, there are generations who have also experienced teamwork. They got to play team sports in a way they hadn't before. So you had a legacy already built in terms of being an athlete, a legacy of the work you did to lobby for equal pay for women athletes and the Women's Sports Foundation. What now are you looking to accomplish with The Billie Jean King Leadership Initiative? BJK: I think it goes back to an epiphany I had at 12. At 11, I wanted to be the number one tennis player in the world, and a friend had asked me to play and I said, "What's that?" Tennis was not in my family -- basketball was, other sports. Fast forward to 12 years old, and I'm finally starting to play in tournaments where you get a ranking at the end of the year. So I was daydreaming at the Los Angeles Tennis Club, and I started thinking about my sport and how tiny it was, but also that everybody who played wore white shoes, white clothes, played with white balls -- everybody who played was white. And I said to myself, at 12 years old, "Where is everyone else?" And that just kept sticking in my brain. And that moment, I promised myself I'd fight for equal rights and opportunities for boys and girls, men and women, the rest of my life. And that tennis, if I was fortunate enough to become number one -- and I knew, being a girl, it would be harder to have influence, already at that age -- that I had this platform. And tennis is global. And I thought, "You know what? I've been given an opportunity that very few people have had." I didn't know if I was going to make it -- this was only 12. I sure wanted it, but making it is a whole other discussion. I just remember I promised myself, and I really try to keep my word. That's who I truly am, just fighting for people. And, unfortunately, women have had less. And we are considered less. And so my attentions, where did they have to go? It was just ... you have to. And learn to stick up for yourself, hear your own voice. You hear the same words keep coming out all the time, and I got really lucky because I had an education. And I think if you can see it you can be it, you know? If you can see it, you can be it. You look at Pat, you look at other leaders, you look at these speakers, look at yourself, because everyone -- everyone -- can do something extraordinary. Every single person. PM: And your story, Billie, has inspired so many women everywhere. Now with the Billie Jean King Leadership Initiative, you're taking on an even bigger cause. Because one thing we hear a lot about is women taking their voice, working to find their way into leadership positions. But what you're talking about is even bigger than that. It's inclusive leadership. And this is a generation that has grown up thinking more inclusively -- BJK: Isn't it great? Look at the technology! It's amazing how it connects us all! It's about connection. It's simply amazing what's possible because of it. But the Billie Jean King Leadership Initiative is really about the workforce mostly, and trying to change it, so people can actually go to work and be their authentic selves. Because most of us have two jobs: One, to fit in -- I'll give you a perfect example. An African American woman gets up an hour earlier to go to work, straightens her hair in the bathroom, goes to the bathroom probably four, five, six times a day to keep straightening her hair, to keep making sure she fits in. So she's working two jobs. She's got this other job, whatever that may be, but she's also trying to fit in. Or this poor man who kept his diploma -- he went to University of Michigan, but he never would talk about his poverty as a youngster, ever -- just would not mention it. So he made sure they saw he was well-educated. And then you see a gay guy who has an NFL -- which means American football for all of you out there, it's a big deal, it's very macho -- and he talked about football all the time, because he was gay and he didn't want anybody to know. It just goes on and on. So my wish for everyone is to be able to be their authentic self 24/7, that would be the ultimate. And we catch ourselves -- I mean, I catch myself to this day. Even being gay I catch myself, you know, like, a little uncomfortable, a little surge in my gut, feeling not totally comfortable in my own skin. So, I think you have to ask yourself -- I want people to be themselves, whatever that is, just let it be. PM: And the first research the Leadership Initiative did showed that, that these examples you just used -- that many of us have the problem of being authentic. But what you've just looked at is this millennial generation, who have benefited from all these equal opportunities -- which may not be equal but exist everywhere -- BJK: First of all, I'm really lucky. Partnership with Teneo, a strategic company that's amazing. That's really the reason I'm able to do this. I've had two times in my life where I've actually had men really behind me with power. And that was in the old days with Philip Morris with Virginia Slims, and this is the second time in my entire life. And then Deloitte. The one thing I wanted was data -- facts. So Deloitte sent out a survey, and over 4,000 people now have answered, and we're continuing in the workplace. And what do the millennials feel? Well, they feel a lot, but what they're so fantastic about is -- you know, our generation was like, "Oh, we're going to get representation." So if you walk into a room, you see everybody represented. That's not good enough anymore, which is so good! So the millennials are fantastic; they want connection, engagement. They just want you to tell us what you're feeling, what you're thinking, and get into the solution. They're problem-solvers, and of course, you've got the information at your fingertips, compared to when I was growing up. PM: What did the research show you about millennials? Are they going to make a difference? Are they going to create a world where there is really an inclusive work force? BJK: Well, in 2025, 75 percent of the global workforce is going to be millennials. I think they are going to help solve problems. I think they have the wherewithal to do it. I know they care a lot. They have big ideas and they can make big things happen. I want to stay in the now with the young people, I don't want to get behind. PM: I don't think there's any chance! But what you found out in the research about millennials is not really the experience that a lot of people have with millennials. BJK: No, well, if we want to talk -- OK, I've been doing my little mini-survey. I've been talking to the Boomers, who are their bosses, and I go, "What do you think about the millennials?" And I'm pretty excited, like it's good, and they get this face -- "Oh, you mean the 'Me' generation?" I say, "Do you really think so? Because I do think they care about the environment and all these things." And they go, "Oh, Billie, they cannot focus." They actually have proven that the average focus for an 18-year-old is 37 seconds. They can't focus. And they don't really care. I just heard a story the other night: a woman owns a gallery and she has these workers. She gets a text from one of the workers, like an intern, she's just starting -- she goes, "Oh, by the way, I'm going to be late because I'm at the hairdresser's." So she arrives, and this boss says, "What's going on?" And she says, "Oh, I was late, sorry, how's it going?" She says, "Well, guess what? I'd like you leave, you're finished." She goes, "OK." No problem! PM: Now Billie, that story -- I know, but that's what scares the boomers -- I'm just telling you -- so I think it's good for us to share. No, it is good for us to share, because we're our authentic selves and what we're really feeling, so we've got to take it both ways, you know? But I have great faith because -- if you've been in sports like I have -- every generation gets better. It's a fact. With the Women's Sports Foundation being the advocates for Title IX still, because we're trying to keep protecting the law, because it's in a tenuous position always, so we really are concerned, and we do a lot of research. That's very important to us. And I want to hear from people. But we really have to protect what Title IX stands for worldwide. And you heard President Carter talk about how Title IX is protected. And do you know that every single lawsuit that girls, at least in sports, have gone up against -- whatever institutions -- has won? Title IX is there to protect us. And it is amazing. But we still have to get the hearts and minds -- the hearts and minds to match the legislation is huge. PM: So what gets you up every morning? What keeps you sustaining your work, sustaining the fight for equality, extending it, always exploring new areas, trying to find new ways ... z BJK: Well, I always drove my parents crazy because I was always the curious one. I'm highly motivated. My younger brother was a Major League Baseball player. My poor parents did not care if we were any good. And we drove them crazy because we pushed, we pushed because we wanted to be the best. And I think it's because of what I'm hearing today in TED talks. I think to listen to these different women, to listen to different people, to listen to President Carter -- 90 years old, by the way, and he we was throwing these figures out that I would never -- I'd have to go, "Excuse me, wait a minute, I need to get a list out of these figures." He was rattling off -- I mean, that's amazing, I'm sorry. PM: He's an amazing man. BJK: And then you're going to have President Mary Robinson, who's a former president -- Thank you, Irish! 62 percent! LGBTQ! Yes! Congress is voting in June on same-sex marriage, so these are things that for some people are very hard to hear. But always remember, every one of us is an individual, a human being with a beating heart, who cares and wants to live their authentic life. OK? You don't have to agree with somebody, but everyone has the opportunity. to continue to keep moving the needle forward, always. And these people have been so inspiring. Everyone matters. And every one of you is an influencer. You out there listening, out there in the world, plus the people here -- every single person's an influencer. Never, ever forget that. OK? So don't ever give up on yourself. PM: Billie, you have been an inspiration for us. BJK: Thanks, Pat! Thanks, TED! 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ガバイナは今の叫びを聞き、飛び起きた。 Aランクの魔物が3匹同時にでただと? なぜ、この森でそんなことが...。アリムやグレープ殿、他の御者達も皆、起きたようだ。アリムには外に出ないよう、注意しておく。俺はこの娘に幸せになって欲しい。短期間しに居なかったが、そのような、庇護したくなるような感情をこの少女に抱いていた。もし、本当にAランクが3匹だったら俺はここで死ぬのを覚悟で戦わなければいけない。正直、勝てる自信は全くない。俺とて、Aランク1匹と1対1でやっと勝てる程度なのだ。時間稼ぎ程度しかできぬやもしれぬ。依頼主ら勿論のこと、アリムも絶対に逃す。アリムに、外に出ないよう言い聞かせてから、俺は馬車から外に出る。辺りは暗く、本来ならばよく見えないのだが、この馬車には明かりを灯す機能もあるようだ。あの、黒い肌に6本の脚、そして獅子頭。噛む力が異常に強く、ミスリルの盾や、アルティメタルの剣を噛み砕いたという記録が残っている魔物。蟻獅子、ミルメコレオ。此奴は力も強ければ、身体も硬い。動きも素早い。そんな魔物が3匹。 ...これは本当に、俺だけ残って、馬車は逃した方がいいな。俺はここで死ぬやも知れんが、まぁ、最後にあの少女に出会えたことと、天下一品の料理を食べれただけ良しとしよう。本当にあの娘はいつでも嫁に行けるよな。彼女に先程、そのことを言ったら、冗談だと笑われたが。さてと。御者に、俺をおいて逃げるように言う。かなり渋っているようだが、ここで俺が残らないと全滅してしまうのだ。彼が何かせかすように言う。「ガバイナさん...逃げましょう早くっ!」「此奴らは足が速い、ここで俺が食い止めなければ皆死ぬぞ。御者...お前も、お前の雇い主も、アリムも...だ」「それは...そうですが...貴方が...」「俺はAランカーだぞ。ちょっとやそっとじゃ死なない。大丈夫だ」大丈夫なわけがないんだ。Aランク3匹同時なんぞ、Sランカーでも相当キツイ。たが、俺は大丈夫と、言うしかない。「キシャァグラァァッ!」急に、ミルメコレオの内の1匹が馬車めがけて飛びかかる。俺はそれを咄嗟に盾で防いだ。だが、その盾は爪で弾き飛ばされ、その飛んだ先にいた別のミルメコレオに噛み砕かれてしまった。相当まずい。俺が今、いくら鎖帷子の鎧を着ているからと言って、盾がない状態で彼奴らの攻撃を受けたら、確実に骨折はするだろう。骨折をしたら充分には戦えない。むざむざと殺されるだけだ。俺は御者に、早く逃げるように急かす。ただ、その御者から発せられたのは絶望の言葉。「前に......前に...ミルメコレオが......」「なに...っ!?」ああ、そういえば3匹居たな。 1匹、馬車の退路に周りこんだのか。どうするんだ。どうすればいいんだ。俺に向かって、盾を弾いたミルメコレオが爪で攻撃してくる。俺は[槍の豪乱]で対応。目の前のミルメコレオにダメージを与えることができた。だが、もう一頭が俺が技を放ち終わった瞬間に爪で攻撃。その攻撃の回避に成功するも、先程ダメージを与えたミルメコレオがタイミングを合わせ、体当たりをかましてくる。俺はその体当たりを腹に喰らってしまった。ゴキゴキと、嫌な音が俺の身体からする。こいつら、狩りに慣れている。本来、ミルメコレオが退路をわかっていて防ぐなんて寄行、行わないのだ。しょうがない。MPを使い切るつもりで戦わなければ...。 [火の槍豪気]を俺のこの、ミスリル製の槍に纏わせ、俺の中で一番強い技、[槍の豪月雨]をMP限界まで連発する。これで1匹も倒せなかったらもうどうしようもないのだ。しかし。 ......。まさか退路を塞いでいたミルメコレオがこっちに来ていたとはな...。への攻撃で気づかなかった。俺は爪で腕を裂かれ、激痛が走る。そして、俺の盾を砕いた奴と同じミルメコレオだろう。手を止めた隙に槍を噛み砕きやがった。父から頂いた、大切なミスリル製の槍だったのだが...。あぁ、もうだめだ。俺は依頼主も、少女も救うことができなかった。すまない、グレープ殿、アリム。頼りない俺を許してくれ_____ 死を覚悟した刹那、俺の頭部を食おうとしていたミルメコレオに、落雷...いや、魔法だ。魔法が落ちてきた。「大丈夫ですか、ガバイナさん!」「ア...リ...ム...」守るべき少女が外に出て俺の元へ駆け寄ってきた。外に出るなと言っただろ。来るな。来ないでくれ。俺は、お前が死ぬのを望まない。「アリム...来るな......逃げろ、逃げてくれ...頼む......」「......本当はボク、あんまり人前で戦いたくはなかったんですけど......」は? 何を言っているんだこの娘は。逃げろよ。逃げろって。お前はここで散っていい命じゃないはずだ。 Aランクの魔を何故倒せる気でいるんだ。人前で戦いたくないんだろう? だったら早く逃げろ。だが彼女は逃げない。その上、俺は目を見張る羽目になった。三匹のミルメコレオの元に魔法陣が出てきたのだ。どう考えても、これはアリムの魔法だが...。俺は幼い頃に、我が家の家庭教師から、魔法陣について学んだからわかる。魔法陣をみたら、その技の種類がわかる。これは最高火力を放つ魔法陣......マーチレスの魔法だ。マーチレスは自由自在の魔法。放たれる魔法の形を、術者の意志で変えられる。威力は勿論、エミッションやキャノンなんかよりも高く、マーチレスの形を凝縮すればする程、攻撃範囲は狭くなる代わりに威力も凝縮される。 Sランカーでも使える奴は少ない。その魔法を...3つ同時に発動するなんて...[極]のSK1をMAXまで振ったということだろう。雷のマーチレスは、刃となってミルメコレオ共に襲いかり_____ 一瞬の出来事だった。雷の刃に貫かれ、身体をバラバラにされたミルメコレオだったものが、俺の目の前に広がっている。この状況を作った、赤髪の娘は俺に無理矢理とても高価な薬、グレートポーションを飲ませながらこう言った。「もう、大丈夫ですからね」この少女は一体...一体何者でどのように育ってきたのか...どんな苦しみを背負っているのか...。謎は深まるばかりだ。	Gabiina jumped up after hearing the shout just now. There are three A-rank monsters at the same time? Why is such a thing in the forest...? Alim, Grape-dono, and all the others are waking up. Be careful not to go out Alim. I want this girl to obtain happiness. If there is really A-rank monsters, then I have to be prepared to fight to the death. Honestly, I don’t think I can win. I am at the degree of only being able to win against an A-rank in a one-on-one fight. I can only earn some extra time. Of course I need to have the client get away, but also Alim as well. After telling Alim not to go outside, I exit the carriage. This area is dark and things can’t be seen well, but the carriage has a function to light up the area. They have black skin, six legs, and a lion head. They have an unusually strong bite, being rumoured to have crushed a Mithril shield and an Altimetal sword. Ant Lions, Myrmecoleon. They are strong, with a hard body and quick movement. There are three such monsters. ... really, I just left the carriage, I’d be best if they don’t go after it. I will die here in obscurity, well, I wish to meet that girl at the end and eat one more dish. Really, that girl will make an excellent bride. When I told her earlier, she laughed and said it was a joke. Alright. I tell the coachman to run away with everyone. They seem to be reluctant but we will all be wiped out if they remain here. I tell them to hurry. 「Gabiina-san... Let us hurry and run away! 」「These guys are fast, we’ll all die if I don’t stop them here. You.. our employer, Alim too」「Such a thing... is that so... you will」「I am an A-ranker. I won’t die silently. It’ll be okay.」 There is no way that it is okay. Three A-rank simultaneously, even for an S-ranker this would be tight. But I have no choice but to tell them I’ll take care of it. 「kisyaaguryaatu」 Suddenly, one of the myrmecoleons tries jump on the carriage. I guarded with my shield. However, my shield was knocked off with their claws and it was bitten by another myrmecoleon as it flew away. This is bad. I am wearing chain mail armor, but if they were to attack they will definitely bite through and break bone. I won’t be able to fight if my bones are broken. We’ll just be slaughtered like animals. I urge the driver to hurry and flee. However, the driver was in utter despair. 「Ahead... Ahead.. myrmecoleon」「What..!?」 Aa, there were three of them. Did one of them go around to the other side of the carriage? What can I do? What would be good to do? Facing me, the myrmecoleon that was biting my shield, attacks me with its claws. I response with [Overpowered spear – Revolt of four], and I managed to deal some damage to the myrmecoleon in front of me. However, the other one attacked with their claws the moment I finished releasing the technique. Even though I managed to avoid the previous attack, the myrmecoleon I dealt damage to earlier gets ready to do a ramming attack. I received the ramming attack. An unpleasant sound comes from my body. These guys are used to hunting. Normally, myrmecoleon don’t surround and cut off escape like this. It can’t be helped. I will have to exhaust my MP fighting them... I clad my Mithril made spear in 「Overpowering Spear’s spirit fire」 then prepare to continuously fire off my strongest technique, 「Overpowering Spear – Five moonlight rain」 to the limit of my MP. Even if I can beat one with this, I won’t be able to do anything anymore. However .... I wonder if the myrmecoleon, that was blocking the retreat has come here. I haven’t noticed while attacking the two here. My arm is torn up with their claws, pain runs through me. It seems to be the same myrmecoleon that destroyed my shield. I was barely able to stop my arm from being eaten with my spear. This mithril spear was an important gift from my father... Aa, it’s no good. I was unable to save neither my employer nor that girl. I’m sorry, Grape-dono, Alim. Forgive my incompetence... I was prepared for death from the myrmecoleon eating my head, but lighting struck, no, it was magic. Magic rained down. 「Are you okay, Gabiina san! 」「A.. li... m...」 The girl I was trying to protect came out and ran up to me. I told you not to come out. Don’t come. I do not wish for you to die. 「Alim... don’t come... run away, escape... I beg you...」「...Really, I really didn’t want to fight in front of others...」 Haaa? What is this girl saying. Run away. Run away. You shouldn’t mess around here. How are you going to fight the three A-ranked monsters? You don’t want to fight in public? In that case, escape, quickly. But she wouldn’t run away. Furthermore, my eyes are open in shock. The three myrmecoleon have a magic circle come out under them. This seems to be Alim’s magic... I understand from my tutor when I was young and learning about magic. If you look at the magic circle, you can understand what type of technique it is. These magic circles emit extreme fire... Strength Increase magic. Strength Increase is an unrestricted magic. The magician can alter the form of the magic that is released at will. The power of Strength Increase is, of course, higher than emission or cannon techniques, and the more you condense the Strength Increase shape, the narrow the attack range and the more powerful it is. There are few practitioners even among S-ranks. This magic... three at the same time... it requires extreme SK taken to the max to use this magic. Strength Increase lightning, strike down the myrmecoleon like a knife... It happened in an instant. The blade of lightning pierced the myrmecoleon and spread out before my eyes. The red-haired girl, while forcing me to drink a great potion, which is very expensive medicine, says: 「Mou, its okay now, alright.」 What on earth is with this girl? How did she grow up? What sort did she go through to be like this? The mystery is only deepening.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 3 }
標的を失った超巨大な刀身は豪快に地面を打ち、クレーターの底に更なる横穴を穿ち、威力を遥か先まで撒き散らす。「はあああぁぁぁっ!」「何いぃぃっ!?」驚愕しつつも翼が反応し、イングリスの刃を受けようと立ち塞がる。「......! 速いッ......!?」首筋で止めようと思っていた刃の軌道は、その途中に差し込まれた翼をまともに斬り裂いてしまう。双剣により斬り裂かれて落ちる、武公ジルドグリーヴァの左の翼。「うぐぅっ......ッ!?」「あ......! す、済みませんジル様! 斬るつもりは無かったのですが......!」「おぉ痛てて......! いや、気にすんな......! このくらいメシ食って寝りゃあ治る!」と、相変わらず豪快な事を言ってのける武公ジルドグリーヴァである。「ガチの手合わせなら、このくらいの事はあらぁな。むしろ完全に後ろ取られて、片方の翼だけで済んでよかったってもんだ。しかしこの俺の体を斬るとは、途轍もねえ斬れ味だぜ......! 流石は「ええ、ですが......」でエリスの双剣を破損させるあちらの武器もまた、恐るべきものだった。「エリスさん、大丈夫ですか......!?」『ご、ごめんなさい......! もう......!』頭の中にそう声が響き、エリスは双剣から元の人型に戻ってしまう。「エリスさん......!」「う、うう......」腕や足や、あちこちが傷ついている。「済みません、無理をさせてしまって......!」「い、いいのよ。私も納得したことだし......つっ......!?」助けて抱き起そうとすると、エリスが顔を歪める。の武器状態の破損は、女性の姿の体にも影響するのだ。それが今分かった。分からされた。「せっかく私を完全に使いこなしてくれる子が現れたと思ったら、まさかいきなり足を引っ張る結果になるなんて......情けないわね」「そんな事はありません。今日は少々相手が悪かったのかと。それにわたしの戦い方も良くなかったです」つい真っ向からあの剛剣の威力を味わいたくて受けに行ってしまったが、本来双剣とはそういう用途の武器ではない。「今日はこれまでにしとくかねえ? これ以上はお互いやべえからな」「ええ、そうですね」イングリスも同意する。今日は痛み分けと言った所か。「ほっほっほ。坊ちゃまもお怪我を治療致しませんとな」いつの間にか元に戻った老紳士カラルドが、好々爺の笑みを浮かべる。「俺は大丈夫だぜ、じい。そんなヤワじゃねえよ」そう応じる武公ジルドグリーヴァの姿が、元の青年の姿に戻って行く。「それよりそっちは大丈夫かよ? わりいぃな、つい熱くなっちまってな」武公ジルドグリーヴァはエリスを気遣うような素振りを見せる。「え、ええ......私は大丈夫です」「戻って休みましょう、エリスさん」イングリスはエリスをひょいと抱き上げる。「なあじい、こいつぁ寝てりゃ治るモンなのか? 剣にヒビ入ってたみたいだが......?」「ほっほほ。どうで御座いましょうなあ。ある程度は自然とお治りになるかとは思いますが、本格的に武器部分に修復が必要なのであれば、我がリュストゥングでは少々難しゅうございますな。やはり技公様の元へお送りせねばならぬでしょう。「ふむ......おう、イングリス」「はい、ジル様」「技公の奴には話を通しとくから、もし異常があれば奴の所で見てもらえ。特使から連絡がつくようにしておいてやるからよ」「ありがとうございます! ジル様......!」「まあ俺のコネなんぞなくても、奴のコネなら十分かも知れんがな」「と、言うと?」「ん? 聞いてねえか? 今お前達の国......カーラリアだったか? ここにいる特使のセオドアは技公の息子だ。あれのコネなら、そのくらいのノシはつけられらぁな」「ええっ......!? そうなのですか......?」「わ、私も知らなかったわ......!」例えば個人的に親しいウェイン王子やミリエラ校長や、あるいはカーリアス国王が知っているのかいないのか。であると知れれば何かと不都合もあるかもしれない。血鉄鎖旅団に取ってはいい的にもなる。	Deprived of its target, the enormous blade slammed into the ground, its massive force rippling outwards and dispersing from the depths of the crater. “HYAAAAAHHH!!” “WHAAAT?!!” Jeldegrīva seemed taken aback. His wings snapped into motion, attempting to halt Inglis’ sword before it could reach his neck. “...! Too fast...!” Though she had meant to stop her blade just shy of his nape, the interference of the wings caused her sword to slice through with surprising ease. The left wing of Jeldegrīva, the Duke of War, fell to the ground, severed. While Inglis, thwarted by his wings, never reached Jeldegrīva’s neck. “Uggh...?!” “Ah...! F-, forgive me, Lord Jill! I didn’t mean to cut you...!” “Ooh, that hurts...! No, don’t mind it...! A good meal and a good sleep and I’ll be all fixed.” As ever, the Duke of War remained unflinchingly courageous. Inglis found this aspect of his personality rather charming. “This much is to be expected from a serious match, huh? If anything, I’m fortunate that I only lost a wing after having my back taken. To think it could cut my body, though, now that’s one hell of a cut...! That’s a Hyrule Menace for you...!” “You’re right, but...” His weapon had damaged Eris’ twin swords with just one blow. It was terrifying. Had Inglis continued the duel of strength, Eris would have surely shattered. “Are you okay, Miss Eris...?!” “I-, I’m sorry...! I can’t...!” Her voice resounded in Inglis’ mind, and shortly afterward, Eris reverted from her twin sword form to her human shape. She lost her balance, however, and tumbled to the ground. “Miss Eris...!” “U, ugh...” Her limbs were marred with injuries. “Forgive me, I pushed you too hard...!” “N-, no, it’s fine. I also consented to...kgh...?!” Inglis attempted to help her stand, but Eris’ face twisted in agony as she did so. She must have touched a wound. The bones in her limbs appeared to be bruised or even broken. This meant that the damage sustained by the Hyrule Menace in their weapon form translated directly to their female form. Inglis now understood that, forcing herself to grasp the implications. “Right when there’s someone who can finally wield me, it turns out I’m the one who’s holding you back... how shameful.” “That’s not true. We merely had a slightly unfavorable matchup. Besides, I shouldn’t have fought in the manner I did.” Inglis had instinctively engaged Jeldegrīva head-on, eager to test the might of his colossal sword, but that was never the intended purpose of her twin weapons. These swords were designed to capitalize on speed and agility to conquer an adversary. Had she wanted to face off directly, she should have opted for a larger, more robust weapon or shield-like armor. “Let’s call it a day. Continuing would be dangerous for both of us.” “You’re right, let’s.” Inglis agreed, and they declared the day’s match a draw due to their injuries. “Ho ho ho. I must tend to the young master’s wounds as well.” The elder gentleman Caraldo, who had already reverted to his human form unbeknownst to Inglis, chuckled in a grandfatherly manner. “I’m fine, gramps. I’m not so easily broken.” Jeldegrīva, the Duke of War, gradually resumed his original youthful appearance, a cut visible down his back, likely a residual effect of having his wing severed. “Are you alright, though? I’m sorry, I got too carried away.” The Duke of War then displayed genuine concern for Eris. “Y-, yes... I am fine.” “Let us go back and rest, Miss Eris.” Inglis gently lifted Eris into her arms. “Say, Gramps? Do you think she’ll heal overnight? I’m pretty sure I saw some cracks in her blades...” “Hoho. I can’t say for certain. She may heal to some extent on her own, but if her weapon form requires serious repair, even we at Rüstung may struggle. We would need to send her to the Duke of Art. Hyrule Menaces are under the Duke of Art’s jurisdiction, after all.” “Hm... Hoy, Inglis.” “Yes, Lord Jill?” “I’ll go speak with the Duke of Art, so have him examine her if something goes awry. I’ll instruct him to coordinate with your special envoy.” “Thank you very much, Lord Jill...!” “Well, even without my intervention, you should be able to reach him through him.” “What do you mean?” “Hm? You don’t know? Your country’s special envoy... Charalia, is it? Yeah, that Theodore fellow, he’s the Art Duke’s son. Contacting the Duke through him should be feasible.” “Eeh...?! Is that true...?!” “I-, I wasn’t aware...” Given that even Eris was unaware of this, the truth must have been confined to a very select few. People like Prince Wayne, Principal Miliera, or King Charleas, who were personally close to him, might know of his lineage. Indeed, if his status as a high-ranking Highlander became public knowledge, it would attract unwanted attention and problems. The Ironblood Chain Brigade might even target him. Therefore, it was hardly surprising that Special Envoy Theodore would choose to keep this a secret.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 21, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
冬休みが始まった頃は、運悪く悪天候が続いた。雪かきがようやく終わりかけたと思ったら、また雪が降って振り出しに戻る。そんな不毛な展開が幾度となく繰り返され、未だに雪かきばかりの生活。それでも体力が付いたからか、食べて寝るだけだった日々にも変化が出てきた。時間的な余裕が生まれたことで、シェイラはクローシェザードから座学の指導も受けるようになっていた。嬉しい変化、とはとても言いがたかったけれど。その上晴れ間が続いたおかげで、最近は大分雪も溶けてきた。この調子でいけば、何とか今日中に稽古場も綺麗になるだろう。「これで、ようやくクローシェザード先生に稽古をつけてもらえるね。剣を持つの久々だから、スッゴく嬉しいな」体力作りに専念したことでどれだけ強くなっているだろう。シェイラは楽しみすぎて、雪を掻きながら鼻歌まで口ずさんでいた。「......お前ホント、よくそんな前向きでいられるよな。俺達、ひたすら雪を掻いてただけなんだぜ? なまってるに決まってるだろ」最近口数の減っていたゼクスが、自発的に言葉を発する。シェイラはそれだけで嬉しくなって、笑いながら言い返した。「そりゃ腕は鈍ってるだろうけど、勘なんてすぐ取り戻せるよ。この鍛えられた体で今までにない動きができるんだと思うと、早く試してみたくない?」期待した同意は、得られなかった。返ってきたのは皮肉めいた笑みと、カラカラにひび割れた声。「お前は、クローシェザード先生を信頼してるんだな。俺には無理だ。この雪かきだって、面倒だからと適当にあしらわれてるようにしか思えない」不穏さを察したコディが、雪を掻く手を休める。稽古場が一瞬の内に静まり返った。どす黒い悪意が真っ白な雪を染め、空気を塗り替えていくようだった。「......いい修行じゃん、雪かき。それに僕、我慢とか耐えるって嫌いなんだけどさ」尖った視線を跳ね返すように、シェイラはゼクスを見つめた。黄燈色の凛とした瞳で、真っ直ぐに。「これも騎士になるための苦労なら、辛いなんて思わないんだ。我慢なんてしてないし、むしろ夢に一歩近付いてるんだと思うと、スゴく楽しい」「――――――――」口元に笑みさえ浮かべて言い切ってみせると、ゼクスの表情が歪んだ。疲れきって淀んだ目が、傷付いたように見開かれる。榛色の瞳をよぎったのは怒りだろうか、苦しみだろうか。苛烈な感情にギラリと光る目は、手負いの獣のように獰猛だった。ゼクスが握り締めたスコップを振り上げる。コディが焦った声を上げるが、シェイラはそれをただ冷静に眺めていた。振りかぶった腕から伝わる激情に、スコップの先がブルブル震える。ゼクスはぎゅっと目を閉じた。「――――――――くそっ!」ザク、とスコップが振り下ろされた先は、薄汚れた雪の上だった。ゼクスの食い縛った口から、低くうめくような声が漏れる。「こんな無茶苦茶な生活続けてても、お前は何一つ不満なんてないんだろうな。将来騎士になれなかった時のことなんて、悩まないんだろ」少し考え、シェイラは包み隠さず本音を返した。「そうだね。考えたこともないよ」「――――ハハッ、考えたこともないか! お前はホント、俺の予想を上回るよな!」手の平で目元を覆ってしまったために、ゼクスの表情を窺い知ることはできない。けれど彼の乾いた笑声には、間違いなく嘲りがあった。それはシェイラに向けられたものではなく、おそらく自らを見下すゆえ。「俺はこうしてる今も、そんなことばっか考えてるよ。マジになったところで全部無駄になるかもしれない。それくらいなら貴族と懇意になっといた方がいいんじゃないか、実家で仕事の一つも覚えた方がいいんじゃないかって。薬草茶の販売権利を手土産に、今からでも帰れないかって。――――お前みたいに、わき目も振らず進めない。どうしても逃げ道を探しちまう」ゼクスが、顔を隠す手を外した。すがるような、闇を照らす灯りに焦がれるような弱々しい視線をシェイラに向ける。「本当に夢を叶える奴ってのは、きっとお前みたいな奴なんだよ。一心不乱に夢を追いかけて、先のことなんか疑いもしない。......お前といると、自分の駄目なところばっか目に付いて嫌になる」最後は吐き捨てるようにして顔を反らしたゼクスに、シェイラはゆっくりと近付いた。 ――これが、ゼクスの本心。彼の弱音を聞けてよかった。何かに悩んでいるだろうことは気付いていたが、ゼクスはコディにさえ打ち明けなかった。黙って耐える強さは美徳だが、内心やきもきしていたのだ。話してくれたら力になれるかもしれないのに、と。 ――でも、聞き出せたはいいものの......。悲しいかな、シェイラには彼の悩みがいまいち分からなかった。考え方は人それぞれだ。誰が正しいとか間違っているとか、比べるものではない。理解が及ばないことがもどかしく、申し訳ない気持ちになる。「えっと。僕は、ゼクスみたいな考え方、大切だと思うよ? だって、戦闘中に退路を確保しておくのは、必要なことでしょ?」考え考え言葉にすると、ゼクスはぽかんと口を開いて呆けてしまった。論点が違っただろうか。シェイラはばつの悪い思いで頭を掻きつつ、それでも話を続けた。「うーんと、えっとさ、だってゼクスのそれは、逃げじゃないだろ? だって現に、君は何からも逃げてないじゃないか」不満はあっても、決して雪かきを投げ出したりしなかった。それは彼の強さだ。「それに、僕が欠点だらけなことは、ゼクスの方がよく分かってるでしょ? 最近自分でも新たな短所を発見しちゃって、これでも結構落ち込んでるんだけど」「......お前の、欠点?」「僕って結構、動揺しやすいみたい。今まで山奥で単調な生活をしてたせいか、感情の揺らぎを制御しきれないっていうか。自分がこんなにウジウジしてるなんて、思ってなかった」研修で誘拐されかけた時は色々考えすぎて号泣したし、直近でいえば、セイリュウ達が卒業していく時も必要以上に困惑してしまった。閉鎖的で何の事件も起こらないデナン村での生活は、あまりに穏やかだった。シェイラはよく淡々としていると評されるが、単に目まぐるしい変化に、心が追い付かないだけなのかもしれない。ウンウンうなりながら自己分析に勤しんでいると、突然ゼクスが弾かれたように笑い出した。シェイラもコディも驚きで固まってしまったが、彼はなかなか笑い止まない。発作のような笑いが収まった頃、ゼクスはにじんだ涙を拭いながら独白のように呟いた。「......そうだな。案外、必死でお前に食らい付いてりゃ、夢なんかいつの間にか、叶ってるのかもしれないな」ようやく上げられた彼の顔は、ここ最近で一番すっきりとしていた。「俺、今まではあんまりにも夢物語すぎて、口にできなかったけど」ゼクスがシェイラの肩に手を置く間で、以前よりずっと力強くなっているような気がした。二人の視線が、しっかりと交差する。「――――騎士になろうぜ、一緒に」嬉しくなったシェイラが頷きかけたところで、不満げな声が上がった。「おーい。僕だけのけ者にするつもり? 弱小貴族だって騎士になるのは難しいんだから、君達と立場は一緒なのに」いつの間にか、コディがすぐ側まで距離を詰めていた。飛び上がる勢いで驚いたのはゼクスだ。「なっ、いたのかよ!?」「いたよ。最初からいたよ。どれだけ二人の世界なんだよ」「ふ、二人の世界って言うな!」顔を真っ赤にする友人に、コディは胡乱げな視線を送った。「後ろめたいことでもないのに、何でそうやって赤くなるの? やましいの?」「逆に恥ずかしいよ、ゼクス」「うるせー!!」シェイラまで尻馬に乗ると、羞恥心が頂点に達したゼクスが吠えた。稽古場に、明るい笑い声が重なり合う。この先、何度も困難が立ち塞がるだろう。同じような失敗や挫折を繰り返し、夢さえ投げ出したくなる日もあるだろう。それはゼクスだけじゃなく、シェイラやコディにも言えることで。それでも、きっと。笑い合える友がいれば。背中を押してくれる仲間がいれば。置いていかれまいと奮起する気持ちが原動力になると、そう思える。何度だって立ち上がれると信じられるから。「ゼクス、騎士になろうよ。みんなでさ」シェイラの言葉に、ゼクスは晴れ晴れとした笑顔になった。それはまるで、今の空のように清々しい表情。今日交わした約束を、ずっと忘れないでいよう。熱い気持ちを、シェイラはしかと心に刻んだ。	At the beginning of the winter break, they were unlucky enough to have a series of bad weather conditions. Just when they thought they were almost done shoveling snow, it would snow again and they would be back to square one. Such a barren cycle repeated itself over and over again, and Sheila was still shoveling snow all the time. Still, perhaps because of her increased stamina, her days of just eating and sleeping began to change. With more time to spare, Sheila also began to receive instruction from Claushezade. It wasn’t a pleasant change, but it was a change. Moreover, the snow had recently melted considerably thanks to the continuous fine weather. At this rate, the training hall would be clean by the end of the day. “I’ll finally be able to take lessons from Claushezade-sensei. It’s been a long time since I’ve held a sword, so I’m really happy.” She wondered how much stronger she had become now that she had devoted herself to building her physical strength. Sheila was having so much fun that she was even humming a tune as she shoveled the snow. “.... I really don’t know how you stay so positive. We’re just shoveling snow, you know? I’m sure you’ve become rusty.” Zechs, who had been speaking less and less recently, spoke up. That made Sheila happy, and she replied with a laugh. “I’m sure my skills are a little rusty, but I’ll get my instincts back in no time. Jus the thought that you can do unprecedented movements with this well-trained body, don’t you want to try it soon?” The expected agreement didn’t come. What came back was a sarcastic smile and a cracked voice. “You trust Claushezade-sensei so much, don’t you? Well, I don’t. Even this snow shoveling seems to me like he’s just taking the easy way because it’s a hassle to take care of us.” Cody sensed the turbulent atmosphere and stopped shoveling the snow. The training hall fell silent in an instant. Dark malice dyed the pure white snow and seemed to repaint the air. “.... It’s good training, you know, shoveling snow. And I’m the type of person who doesn’t like to be patient or endure something.” Sheila stared straight at Zechs with her dignified yellow-colored eyes. “If this is also a hardship to become a knight, I don’t think it’s hard. I don’t think I have to put up with anything, in fact, I’m having a lot of fun when I think that I’m one step closer to my dream.” “.....” Zechs’ expression twisted as Sheila tried to make her point with a smile on her face. His eyes, tired and stagnant, widened as if he was hurt. Was it anger or pain that crossed his hazel eyes? His eyes, glinting with intense emotion, were as ferocious as a wounded beast’s. Zechs raised the shovel in his hand. Cody let out a flustered voice, but Sheila just watched calmly. The tip of the shovel trembled with the fury transmitted from his swinging arm. Zechs squeezed his eyes shut. “――Damn it!” The shovel swung down on the dirty snow. A grunt escaped from Zechs’ clenched mouth. “Even if you continue to lead such an unreasonable life, you probably have nothing to complain about. I bet you don’t worry about what happens if you don’t become a knight in the future, do you?” Sheila thought for a moment and replied honestly and openly. “Yeah, you’re right. I’ve never thought about it.” “――Hahaha, you never think about it! You really surpassed my expectations!” Because Zechs covered his eyes with the palm of his hand, Sheila couldn’t see his expression. But there was definitely a mockery in his dry laughter. It wasn’t directed at Sheila, but perhaps because he looked down on himself. “Even now, I’m thinking about things like that. Even if I get serious, it might all go to waste. If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to get acquainted with the nobles or to learn the trade business at home? I wondered if I could go home now with the right to sell herbal tea as a present. ――As you can see, I can’t move forward without looking aside. I’m always looking for a way out.” Zechs removed the hand that hid his face. He turned a weak gaze toward Sheila, as if he was desperate for the light that illuminates the darkness. “A person who really achieves their dreams is probably someone like you. They pursue their dreams single-mindedly and don’t question what’s going to happen next. When I’m with you, all I see is my own faults, and I hate it.” Sheila slowly approached Zechs, who turned his face away as if to spit the last part out. ‘This is what Zechs is really thinking.’ It was nice to hear him sound so vulnerable. Sheila was aware that something must be bothering him, but Zechs didn’t confide in her, or even Cody. Although the strength to endure in silence was a virtue, Zechs was probably feeling anxious inside. If he had told her, she might have been able to help him. ‘But, while it was nice to hear that....’ Alas, Sheila didn’t quite understand his troubles. Everyone had their own way of thinking. There wasn’t a comparison of who was right or wrong. She felt frustrated and sorry for her lack of understanding. “Um.... I think it’s important to think like Zechs, you know? Because it’s necessary to secure a way out during battle, isn’t it?” When Sheila thought about it and put it into words, Zechs was dumbfounded, his mouth hanging open. Did she miss the point? Sheila scratched her head in embarrassment, but continued to talk nonetheless. “Um, erm, because Zechs isn’t running away, is he? Because, you know, you’re actually not running away from anything.” Despite his frustration, he never threw the snow shovel away. That was his strength. “And you know better than I do that I’m full of flaws, don’t you? I’ve recently discovered some new shortcomings myself, and I’m still pretty down about it.” “.... Your, shortcomings?” “I seem to get upset easily. Maybe it’s because I’ve been living a monotonous life deep in the mountains, but I can’t control my emotional swings. I never thought I’d be so uptight.” When Sheila was almost kidnapped during training, she cried because she was overthinking things too much, and most recently, she was more confused than necessary when Seiryuu and Axe graduated. Life in the closed, uneventful village of Denan was all too peaceful. Sheila was often described as indifferent, but perhaps it was simply that her mind couldn’t keep up with the fast-paced changes. As Sheila was groaning and working on her self-analysis, Zechs suddenly burst out laughing. Both Sheila and Cody froze in surprise, but he didn’t stop laughing. When his laughter subsided, Zechs wiped away his tears and muttered to himself. “.... Yes, that’s right. Maybe if I hang on to you hard enough, my dreams will come true before I know it.” When Zechs finally raised his head, his face was the calmest she had seen in a while. “I’ve been too much of a dreamer to talk about it before.” Zechs put his hand on Sheila’s shoulder. In two weeks, he felt much stronger than before. Their gazes crossed firmly. “――Let’s be knights, together.” When a delighted Sheila was about to nod, a disgruntled voice came up. “Hey, are you going to leave me alone? It’s also difficult for a powerless noble to become a knight, so I’m in the same position as you.” Before Sheila realized it, Cody had closed the distance to her side. Zechs was startled and jumped to his feet. “Wha, you were there!?” “I was there from the beginning. You two are the ones living in your own world.” “D-Don’t say it like that!” Cody gave his friend, who was turning red in the face, a scathing look. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, why are you blushing like that? Are you guilty?” “I’m ashamed of you, Zechs.” “Shut up!” Zechs, whose sense of shame had reached its peak, howled at Sheila. Cheerful laughter filled the training hall. There would be many difficulties ahead. There would be days when you repeated the same failures and setbacks and wanted to throw away your dreams. This was true not only for Zechs, but also for Sheila and Cody. Still, she was sure. If only they had friends to laugh with. Friends who would push your back. Sheila believed that the drive to not be left behind would be the driving force. She believed that they could stand up again and again. “Zechs, let’s become knights. All of us.” Sheila’s words brought a bright smile to Zechs’ face. It was an expression as refreshing as the sky right now. She would always remember the promise they made that day. Sheila took this passion to heart.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
その後、ビルさんの馬車に乗せてもらい間でこの温泉街までやって来ている。更に宿に入って荷物を解き、温泉でグダグダ一時間。部屋に戻って寛いで夕食を取って―― 「それでもまだこの時間である」「寝るには少し早いわよねぇ」「少し町を見て回りますか?」俺の言葉にコルティナが追従し、フィニアが提案した。「見て回りたいけど......」その上ではミシェルちゃんとレティーナの二人が積み重なる様にして寝入っていた。子供特有の寝込みの速さで、いつの間にか俺の背中に乗ったまま眠っていたのである。「まぁ、この子達を放置するのも問題よね。いいわ、私が見ておいてあげるから、フィニア達は見学していらっしゃい」「え、いいのでしょうか......?」「いーの、いーの! 私はしょっちゅう来てる......ってわけでもないけど、まぁ初めてじゃないんだし。あなたはここ初めてなんでしょ?」「はい。村からはあまり出た事がありませんので」「なら好きに見て回りなさい。それも勉強の一つよ」「それでは......ニコル様、一緒に行きます?」「もちろん」ここは俺がしっかりと見守ってやらねば、人攫い......はいないだろうが、酔っ払いに絡まれたり、ナンパされたりする可能性は充分にある。事実、フィニアはエルフという事を抜きにしても、かなりの美少女なのだ。「フィニアはわたしがちゃんと守るから、安心して」「ハイハイ、ニコルちゃんの方が心配だけどねぇ」「なんで!?」俺は至極一般的な子供である。心配されるほどヤンチャをした覚えは......多々あるな。ぴたりと反論を止めた俺を見て、コルティナはニヤリと笑った。「心当たり、あるわよね?」「大人しくしてあげてね?」「慎重に検討しつつ、前向きに善処したい所存」エルフ達の集落とは言え、エルフだけがいるわけではない。そもそも観光地でもある以上、他の種族も数多く見受けられる。普通の街なら商店が閉まり始め、通りは暗くなる物なのだが、この界隈は酒場も多いため、まだ開いている店も多い。「にぎやかな町ですね、ニコル様」「そうだね」フィニアと違って、俺は目的をもって周囲を観察している。指輪と短剣を鑑定してもらうため、ビルさんを捜していたのだ。そんな歩き方をしていたので、フィニアが前方......というか後ろ向きに歩いた拍子に誰かとぶつかってもしまっても、仕方ない。小柄なフィニアに突き飛ばされるくらいなので、相手も相当小柄な体躯をしていた。というか、子供だった。「あ、ごめんなさい!」「いってーな! どこ見てるんだよ」「本当にゴメンね。ちょっとよそ見してたのよ」相手が子供と知って、フィニアも少しフランクな言葉使いになる。警戒心が少し解けたのだろう。彼は起き上がると尻もちをついて汚れたズボンを叩いてから、こちらをキッと睨み付ける。「ホント気を付けてくれよな!」「うん、ごめんね。ちょっと浮かれてたの」「ウチのドジっ子がぶつかっちゃってごめんね?」「ニコル様、それはちょっとヒドイ」俺の言い様にフィニアは不満そうだったが、迷惑をかけたのは間違いなくこちらである。少年は俺達を見て少し顔を赤くしたが、鼻を鳴らして何も言わずに駆け去って行った。「もうフィニア、ちょっと浮かれ過ぎだよ?」「うぅ、申し訳ないです。自重します」「少し注意しつつ浮かれるなら、よし」「それって、すごく難しいですよ?」少々ドジを踏んでしまったけど、彼女が楽しそうなら問題ない。地面を転がされた彼には悪いが、俺はこの笑顔の方を優先する。「あ、ほら。このハンカチとかフィニアに似合いそう」値段も手頃で、俺のお小遣いでも買えそうな位だ......お小遣いをもらう身なのが、少し悲しい。「可愛いですね。それじゃこれを人数分――」なぜかみんなの分まで買おうとしたフィニアを俺は慌てて制する。「ちがうちがう。みんなで買うお土産じゃなくて......えっと、これはわたしがフィニアに買ってあげるの!」「え、でも......」「大丈夫、こう見えても私は結構お金持ち」コルティナから月々のお小遣いをもらっている身でありながら、ミシェルちゃんとの狩りで結構な儲けを出している。「じゃあ、私もニコル様にプレゼントしますね?」「へ?」「ほら、こっち月の刺繍の入った物はニコル様にぴったりですよ」「えーと......」この場合、俺だけプレゼントを押し付けるのは失礼かもしれない。お互いに贈り合った方が気後れもすまい。「うん、じゃあプレゼント交換ね」「はい!」どうやら客ではない様で、商品は手にしていない――が、その姿に見覚えがあった。「あれ、ビルさん?」そこには昼間に世話になった行商人、ビルがいたのだった。	After leaving the capital at forenoon, it took one hour of trip for me to run out of stamina. After that, we boarded Bill’s carriage and arrived in this hot-spring town after two more hours. Moreover, it took one more hour for us to drop our stuff at the inn and relax in the bath. Then we returned to the room to rest and even had dinner... “And yet, it’s still so early.” “It’s indeed a bit too early to sleep.” “Shall we go check out the town a bit?” Cortina followed up on my speech, followed by Finia’s suggestion. It was still not even PM now and the sun had just set. It was too early to just go to sleep—we were in agreement on that. “I do want to, but...” I glanced at the futon where I was sprawled on until just a while ago. Michelle and Letina were lying on each other on top of it and sleeping soundly. They were usually tougher than me, but the excitement today made them go too wild. Due to the characteristic fast sleeping habit of little kids, the two fell asleep on my back before I noticed. Then I somehow made my escape from underneath and here we are now. “Well, it’d be a problem to leave those kids alone. Alright then, I’ll keep watch on them so you and Finia go and have a look around.” “Eh, is it really alright...?” “Sure, sure! I’m... not exactly coming here all the time, but it’s not my first time either. But it is for you, right?” “Yes. I haven’t left the village all that much.” “Then go ahead and check everything out. That’s part of the studying too.” “In that case... Shall we go together, Lady Nicole?” “Of course.” While Finia was an adult now, she was still a sheltered girl at the core. There was no knowing what kind of trouble she could get rolled up in an amusement quarter like this. If I didn’t keep watch, something like kidnapping... Probably wouldn’t happen, but it was plenty possible that some drunkards would start hitting on her. After all, even if you disregarded the fact that she was an Elf, Finia was still quite a beauty. “Don’t worry, I’ll do my best to protect Finia.” “Gotcha, though I was more worried about you, Nicole.” “Huh, why!?” I was a very normal kid. When have I ever done anything naughty... Wait, I’ve done it a lot. Cortina looked at me in amusement as I was stumped for a comeback. “You have an idea why, right?” “So act more maturely, okay?” “I shall carefully analyze things and deal with them positively.” She gave me a little smack on the head as she replied with a smile. As expected of an amusements quarter, the night streets were filled with bustling. While this was an Elven settlement, it didn’t mean only Elves lived here. In the first place, this was a sight-seeing area, so you could catch sight of many other races. In normal districts, the shops would’ve already started closing and the streets would’ve gone dark, but there were many taverns here and a lot of shops were still open too. Rather, the number of taverns was unusually high. Oh, and the souvenir shops were open too. “What a lively town this is, Lady Nicole.” “It sure is.” Finia couldn’t hide the excitement from her gait as she peeked inside the souvenir store. Seeing her like that, I also started looking around. Unlike her, however, I was looking around with a goal in mind. I was searching for Bill to get the dagger and ring appraised. Because of how she walked forward... or rather backward, it was no surprise that she managed to crash into someone. The force of the crash made the other party crash on the ground. Finia’s petite build was enough to blow them away, so they were likewise petite. Actually, it was a kid. “Ah, I’m so sorry!” “Ooouch! Did you drop your eyes!” “I’m really sorry. I was a little distracted.” Seeing that the other party was a kid, Finia’s speech also turned more frank. Perhaps her wariness subsided a little. That kid was a little older than me, and didn’t look too different from the God of Destruction. It was a mischievous-looking boy with somewhat dirty clothes. As he got up, he dusted off his pants that got dirtied when he fell on his backside and then glared towards us. “For real, be more careful!” “Yeah, sorry. I was a little excited.” “Sorry that my clumsy girl here crashed into you.” “Lady Nicole, that was a little harsh.” She felt a bit dissatisfied with my choice of words, but she was unarguably the one at fault here. There was a need to properly apologize and reflect on it. Well, only a bit of need. The boy’s face blushed a bit when he took a look at us, then cooed and darted away without saying another word. Well, both Finia and I were quite blessed with looks, so I wouldn’t blame him for blushing a bit. “Finia, aren’t you a bit too excited?” “Ugh, I’m sorry. I’ll restrain myself.” “It’s fine to be excited, as long as you are more careful.” “That’s very hard to do in practice, you know?” Seeing her puffing her cheeks at me unlike her usual self made me burst into a laugh. She made a little blunder, but everything was fine as long as she was having fun. I felt bad for the kid, but her smile was more important to me. “Ah, look. This handkerchief would suit you really well.” Changing the topic, I pointed at the handkerchief displayed at the shopfront. It was made of white cloth, with four-leaved clovers embroidered at the edges. The price was reasonable too, cheap enough to buy with my pocket money... Though the fact that I needed to borrow pocket money made me feel quite miserable. “It’s so cute. Then let’s get one for everyone.” She suddenly decided to buy everyone’s share too, but I hurriedly stopped her. This came off as if I asked her for it. “That’s not it. I didn’t mean it as a souvenir for everyone... Err, I want to buy this for you!” “Huh, but...” “It’s okay, I have quite a bit of money even if I don’t look that way.” Along with receiving monthly pocket money from Cortina, I also made quite a sum through my hunts with Michelle. And recently, not just rabbits and birds, we even hunted a goat too. We didn’t take their skin and extra meat home but instead sold them off to the nearby butcher’s shop. Thanks to that we had more money on us than what was appropriate for kids of our age. “In that case, let me buy you a present too, Lady Nicole.” “Eh?” “Look, this one with the new moon embroidery would look perfect on you.” “Err...” It could be rude to force my present and refuse to receive one here. Exchanging presents would make things less awkward for her too. “Okay, then let’s exchange presents.” “Okay!” We took the respective items we had our eye on and headed for the counter inside. There we saw another man standing in front of the cashier and having a deep talk. He didn’t seem to be a customer, as he didn’t have any items on hand—but he was someone I had seen before. “Huh, Mr. Bill?” That person was Bill, the same peddler that had done us a favor today.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 27, "inserted_lines_trg": 2 }
クシャナは私をまじまじと見る。「その前に、どうして魔法の力が必要か教えて下さい。あと、どれくらいの期間必要としているのかも」十年契約とかだったら困るもの。内容を先に聞いておきたい。もちろん無理な要望だったとしても、断るなんて悔しいから絶対になんとかするけど......。それに今の私にはデューク様もいる。怖いものなしだわ。「今はまだ言えない。ただ不可能なことを頼まないと誓おう」私はそれ以上クシャナに何も聞けなかった。彼女がまだ言わないと言っているのなら、今私がどれだけ追及したところで話してくれることはない。「分かったわ」と小さな声で呟いた後、「貴女が身につけた武術を全て教えてほしい」と付け加えた。その瞬間、その場の空気が少し変わった。民たちの目つきに鋭くなり、表情は敵意と嫌悪で覆われている。こんな風に見られるのはもう慣れている。デュルキス国で何年悪女をやってきたと思っているのよ。これぐらいの視線なんて痛くも痒くもないわ。今の私は、秘伝の技も全て盗み取るのが私の役目よ。嫌われてもいい。非難されてもいい。この森の民たちに泥棒扱いされて罵倒されてもいい。どんな強敵が現れても、身近な者を守れるぐらい強い力がほしい。そのためになら、誰にどう思われようと使えると思ったものは全て使うわ。クシャナは「へぇ」と口の端をクッと上げ、関心のある目を私に向ける。「敵の陣地に乗り込んで、更に敵意を向けられるような発言をするか......。ご令嬢だったんだろう? 一体そんな度胸どこで手に入れたんだ」「意志ある者は強いのよ。動機が不純でも良い、確固たる意志を持っていれば私はどこへでも行ける」国外追放されて、この国の王子と仲良く冒険している私が言うんだもの。説得力はあるわ。「お前は私に似ているな。............相当難しいぞ? 私が習得した武術を全て身につけるのは」クシャナと戦った時の彼女の動きを見ていて、どれくらい難しいかは嫌というぐらい分かる。だけど、ここで引き返すわけにはいかない。「覚悟はとっくに出来ているわ」私がそう言うと、クシャナはシーナの方に視線を向ける。その視線だけで会話出来たのか、シーナはゆっくりと首を縦に振った。「こちらへどうぞ」歩き出したシーナに私はついて行く。クシャナは近くにいた従者たちと何か話しており、私達と一緒には来なかった。そう言えば、デューク様たちはどこにいるのかしら。ヴィクターやレオン、ライも......。あの無敵集団たちのことだからそんなに心配しなくても良いと思うけれど。「お仲間たちなら元気ですよ。別の場所で鍛えられています」あら、いつの間に弟子になっていたの......。もう鍛錬し始めているってこと? 出遅れているじゃない、私! ......というか、シーナ、どうして私が考えていること分かるのかしら。そんなに私って表情に出やすい? もっと表情を隠す練習をしていかないとだめね。「そういえば、ここはなんていう場所なの?」「名はありません。私たちは森の住民であり、クシャナは森の女王です」「そうなのね......。シーナも動物と会話出来たりするの?」「私にはそんな特別な能力はありません。女王だけです」クシャナがいかに特別かということが理解出来た。特別、なのは良いこと。だけど、それは時に人を苦しめ、苦労する人生を歩むことになる。私貴族の令嬢として教育されてきたから特別な立場であることに対して常に責任を持てた。けれど、リズさんは違う。いきなりただの平民から「聖女」と言われて、皆が彼女に期待した。常に純粋無垢な笑顔を浮かべていたけれど、精神的に苦しんでいたこともあったのかもしれないわね。......それでも、彼女はヒロインだから攻略対象たちが彼女を守ってくれる。つまり、お兄様たちは精神安定剤みたいなものってことかしら? 私がぼんやりとそんなことを考えていると、目の前でいきなりシーナが足を止めた。	Kushana looked at me seriously. “Before we start, please tell me why you need magical powers. Also, how long do you need it for?” I wouldn’t want it to be a ten-year contract or something like that. I would like to hear the details first. Of course, even if it was an unreasonable request, I would definitely do something about it because it would be so frustrating to say no.... “I can’t tell you now. But I swear I won’t ask you to do anything impossible.” I could not ask Kushana anything further. If she said she was unable to tell me yet, she wouldn’t tell me now, no matter how hard I pressed her for the details. “Okay,” she murmured in a small voice, then added, “I want you to teach me all the martial arts you have mastered.” At that moment, the atmosphere changed a little. The people’s eyes became sharp, and their expressions were covered with hostility and disgust. I was used to being looked at like this, how many years did you think I had been a Villainess in Duelkis Kingdom? This kind of look couldn’t bother me at all. It was my goal now to steal all their secret techniques. They could hate me as they pleased. I couldn’t care less being blamed. I would not care if the people of this forest treated me like a thief and cursed me. I wanted a power strong enough to protect those close to me, no matter how powerful an enemy might appear. For that, I would use whatever I could use, no matter what anyone thought of me. Kushana’s smile turned into amusement, and she looked at me with interest. “Would you venture into the enemy’s camp and make a statement that would further antagonize them.... You were a young lady, weren’t you? Where the heck did you get the guts to do that?” “The strong-willed are strong. It doesn’t matter if my motives are impure, as long as I have a firm resolve, I can go anywhere.” I was exiled, and now I was adventuring in the company of the prince of this country, so to speak. I did have a lot of persuasiveness. “You’re a lot like me. ...It’s pretty hard, you know? To master all the martial arts I have mastered.” Having watched her moves when I fought with Kushana, I knew how difficult it would be. But I couldn’t turn back here. “I’m ready for this.” I said firmly, and Kushana turned her gaze toward Sheena. Sheena slowly shook her head, as if they were able to have a conversation just by looking at each other’s eyes. “This way please.” I followed Sheena as she started walking away. Kushana was speaking with some of her followers who were nearby and did not come with us. I wondered where Duke-sama and the others were, Victor, Leon, and Rai.... I didn’t think I had to worry too much about them since they were invincible. “Your friends are fine. They are being trained elsewhere.” Oh my, when did they become students? Did that mean that they already started training? I was late in starting, wasn’t I?! I mean, Sheena, how did you know what I was thinking? Am I that easy to read? I should practice hiding my facial expressions more. “Speaking of which, what’s this place called?” “It has no name. We are the inhabitants of the forest, and Kushana is the Queen of the forest.” “I see... Sheena can talk to animals too?” “No, I don’t have that special ability. Only the Queen.” I understood how special Kushana was. Being special was good, but sometimes it made people suffer. I was educated as a daughter of one of the Five Great Noble Families, so I was always responsible for my special status. But Liz-san was different. Suddenly, she was called a “saint” from a mere commoner, and everyone had high expectations for her. She always had a pure and innocent smile on her face, but she may have been suffering mentally at times. ...Still, she was a heroine, so her Capture Targets protected her. Did that mean that my brothers were like tranquilizers? As I was thinking about this in a daze, Sheena suddenly stopped in front of me.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
前回は私が遠出をする都合早く開いたので、今回は一日遅く開催することで開催間隔の帳尻を合わせてみた。親方達の反対がなければこんな面倒なことしなくて済んだのに......ブツブツ。え? 気にしないで授業やればよかったって? それじゃあ私の修行時間減るじゃない。それは駄目よ、あくまで自分のことが優先です。私は聖人君子じゃないからね。それはともかく、授業してるわけなんだけど......何故か生徒が増えてます。どうしてこうなった。いや、マリクルが恩人枠連れてきてね......前にマリクルが持ってた木の盾の造り方とか教えてくれた人らしいよ。名前はギムさん。ドワーフで斧使いの前衛戦士。実は前に私にキャリーカートの事を聞いてきた人だったりする。ドワーフ......斧使い......ギム......呪われた島? ウッ!? これ以上はいけない......! ギムさんは結構なベテラン冒険者さんなんだけど、なかなか良いタイミングが無いまま、きちんと読み書きや計算の勉強が出来ないでいたそうな。そんな時に以前世話を焼いてやった駆け出しが、自分が声を掛けたことがある目端の利きそうなちみっ子に勉強を教えてもらってるのを発見したらしい。折角のこの機会、きっと何かの思し召しだろうと言うことで、マリクルに頭を下げてきたそうな。格下相手でもちゃんと頭を下げて頼みごとが出来るって言うのは凄いよね......で、そんなマリクルにも頭を下げられて仕方なく教えることにしたわけですよ。正直面倒くさいけど。一応シェリルさん達と同じ条件を飲んでもらったので、揉め事は無いと思いたい。ちなみに増えたのはギムさんだけではなく、ギムさんのパーティーメンバを含めた。マリクルの頼みだから今回も受け入れたけど、流石にこれ以上は増やすつもりは無いので全員にその旨は言い含めておいた。土下座されても受け入れません、あしからず。「......先生、これはこれで合ってるか?」「どれですか? ......はい、大丈夫です。正解ですね、よく出来ました」「せ、先生......恥ずかしいんだが」ギムさんの頭を撫でて褒めてあげる。私、生徒は褒めて伸ばす主義です。たとえ相手がおっさんであってもそれは変わらないのだよ? このクラスはいじめの無い良いクラスです! 但し三馬鹿は除く。え? いじめ? 差別? いいえ、これは区別です。それはともかく。「なあレン、これはこれでいいのか?」「......そうですね、合ってるんじゃないですか?」ケインがうざい。物欲しそうな顔でこっち見るな、きもい。はぁ......リューの一件でうっかり顔見せちゃったのが拙かったなぁ......あれ以来、熱い視線が非常に気持ち悪い。私がリュー相手にでもちゃんと対応したのを見て、私の態度が軟化したとでも思ったのか、なんだか距離を詰めようとしてて非常に鬱陶しい。その前に通すべき筋をちゃんと通せと! 多分いつものように自分に都合のいいように解釈してるんだろうけど、そうは問屋が卸さないのだ。でもまあ、私個人としては係わり合いになりたくないのでこのままやらかしてくれたほうが縁切りしやすくてありがたかったりする。まあ元からケインなんてどうでもいいけどね。で、授業も終わって今日も撤収の時間になったわけなんだけど......何故だかまたしても料理をする羽目に。材料を用意してお金を払えば私がご飯を作ると聞いたギムさんが、何故かちょっと森に行ってオークを獲ってきてくれたのだ。五分も掛かってないとか、さすがCランクのベテランさん。でも依頼票は何とか読める程度しか読み書きできないんですね......重要性は分かってたから焦ってたらしいんだけど、冒険者の教養の無さにちょっともにょる。仕方ないとは思うけどね...... でもなんでそんなに張り切ってオーク狩りしてきたんですか? え? マリクルたちが私の作ったご飯を褒めてた? ああ、そうですか...... もうなんか考えるのめんどくさ......諦めてご飯作ろうかな。しかしオーク肉かー......焼く? 皆パンは持ってる。でも彩りとか栄養バランスを考えると野菜が欲しいかな? 野草とか摘むのは時間かかるからなー......なんて悩んでたらギムさんが乾燥野菜を出してきた。なんだかキャベツっぽい? これも使って良いということなので茹で戻して使うことにする。持ち出しで生姜と調味料を幾つか使うことにして、生姜焼きでも作るかな? パンに挟んで生姜焼きサンドみたいな感じで。豚生姜焼き......ポークジンジャーか。オーク肉だからオークジンジャー? ......? あれ? 違和感が無い? んー??? いやいや、そんなことどうでもいいわ。さっさと作っちゃおう。茹で戻した野菜を刻んで、肉も焼いて、具材はおっけー。あとはみんなのパンを薄めにスライス。結構大きいパンだから薄く切れば一人あたりなんとか6枚切りには出来るので、これで一人三個は食べられる。肉も沢山あるし、沢山おあがりよ! パンに野菜と肉を挟んで、生姜焼きサンドの出来上がりー「うめええええええ!」「なんだこりゃ、こんな旨いもん初めて食ったぞ!?」「オーク肉がこんなに美味くなるのか......!?」「もぐもぐもぐもぐもぐもぐ!」「醤油......醤油を使ったレシピ......」んー、好評っぽいのはいいんだけど、戦場のような惨状になってしまった。と言うかここの所、授業して料理してって、似た様な流れを繰り返してるような......天丼ネタは2~3回が限度じゃないかな? まあどうでもいいや、自分の分を食べよう。もぎゅもぎゅ。あー、食パン欲しいな。今度自分で焼こう。ご飯も終わって料金徴収。私はこれで帰るけど、他のみんなは採取とかやるらしい。ギムさんが獲ってきたオークの肉は大分余ったけど、ギムさんは子供達に結構な量を分け与えてた。子供はもっとしっかり飯を食え! だそうな。いい人だなあ......偽善者の私とは違うね! 格好良い大人だ! なんでも、ギムさんは自分が駆け出しの頃にベテラン冒険者に親切にしてもらったらしく、自分がそうしてもらったから自分も新人に同じようにしてやってる、と言うことだった。マジで格好いい大人だね、私には真似できない。それからと言うもの、毎回昼にはギムさんが材料提供するようになった。でも毎回オーク肉って、使える調味料やレシピ公開の問題もあるから、作れるものが色々制限されるんですが。自重しないならいくらでも作れるものはあるけど......いや、別にいいけどね、適当に何か作るし。でまあ、そんな感じに何度か授業をしていたわけだけど、8回目の授業の休憩時間の時に変な人がやって来た。うん、揉め事の予感がする。「貴方が冒険者達に読み書きを教えているという、噂の聖女ですか?」は? なんだそれ? 聖女ってなに? 「いいえ、違います」と言うかあんただれ? 「違う? ですがここで読み書きや計算を教えてるのでしょう?」「読み書き等は教えてますが......そもそも、貴方は誰ですか?」「これは失礼。私は冒険者ギルドの者です。ここで読み書きの出来ない冒険者相手に無償で授業をしてる方がいると聞きまして。ちなみにどの位の頻度で教えてらっしゃるのでしょう?」「はあ、ギルドの......勉強を見てるのは三日に一度ですね」「三日に一度ですか......なるほど。では、間は空いてると言うことですね。ではその間の二日に何人か連れてきますので、その連中に読み書きを教えてもらえませんか?」は? 何で私がそんなことしないといけないの? 「お断りします」「......貴方はここで無償で読み書きを教え、食事まで与えてると聞きましたが?」「読み書きは教えてますが無償では無いですし、食事に関しても材料を用意した場合に手間賃を貰った上で調理してるだけです」「無償で施しを与える聖女と聞いていたのですが......いえ、わかりました。では、連れてきた者たちに授業料を払わせますので、お願いします」「お断りします」その言い方ってことは、最初は無償で教えさせるつもりだったの? 「......授業料だけでは足りないと? 聖女と言う割にはがめついですね......では別途、ギルドから報酬を払います」「いらないです」聖女なんて名乗った覚えは無いよ? そもそも聖女ってなんだ? 私はそんな善人じゃないし、ボランティアで奉仕作業に従事するような精神は持ち合わせていない。「そもそも、何故私がそんなことをしないといけないのですか?」「はぁ......仕方ありませんね、それでは説明してあげましょう。ギルドでは冒険者の質の低さを問題視しています。読み書きや計算が出来ないことでトラブルが起きることは茶飯事ですからね。いくら学の無い連中でも多少の教養が身に付けば行動も少しはマシになるでしょう? そうなれば冒険者の悪評も減ります。他にも色々なメリットはありますが......まあ、貴方に説明しても分からないでしょう。ようは冒険者全体のために、ギルド主体による初期教育を施そうと言う話なのです。ですがそういった教育を施すにも現在のギルドは人手不足でしてね......そこで噂になってる貴方にお願いしようという話になったのです」 ......子供だと思って完全に小馬鹿にしてる態度だよね、さっきから。というか、こいつなんなの? なんで一々上から目線なの? 喧嘩売りに来たの? 「ギルド主体だと言うのに、私が勉強を教えるんですか?」「ええ、報酬もだしますし、何も問題は無いでしょう?」いや、問題だらけだし。話になったのですじゃねーよ。そもそもギルド主体と言いながら何で私がやることになってるの? 私のメリットなにもないじゃん。どういうことなの? 「なるほど、そういうことでしたか......わかりました」「では受けていただけるんですね?」「......理由を聞いても?」「私がその話を受ける理由が何一つとしてありません。私にとってはデメリットばかりでメリットがなにもありませんし、なにより勉強を教える時間がありません」「ふむ......彼らに教えてるのは三日に一度でしょう? なら間の二日は空いているのでは?」「空いてません。私にも予定があります」そんなの、鍛冶やる時間なくなるじゃないの。「なら彼らと一緒に教えればいい」「お断りします。私はそんなに大勢に教えられるほど要領がよくありませんので」と言うのは建前で単純に面倒くさい。あとお前がむかつくからやりたくない。正直言うと【マルチタスク】があるから余裕で出来るけどね。「......これは冒険者全体の問題なのです。貴方一人の我侭が通る話ではないのです」「冒険者全体の問題と言うのであればそれこそギルドで何とかすることなのでは? 私の我侭とおっしゃいましたが、そもそも一冒険者に過ぎない私が何故そんなことをしないといけないのですか? 冒険者一人に負担を押し付けるのは明らかにおかしいと思いますけど? それはギルドの怠慢なのでは?」「言動には気をつけなさい。余りこちらを怒らせないことです」「私は何もおかしいことは言っていないつもりですが?」「......ギルドに喧嘩を売ることの意味を理解してますか? 相応の対応をすることになりますが分かっていますか?」なんでそうなる。意味分からん。そういえばこういう奴たまにいるよね? 妙に高圧的で上から目線で物を語って、話題と論点を微妙に摩り替えてこっちが悪い、みたいに話を持って行こうとする奴。コイツは詐欺師とかそういう手合いかな? 「脅迫でしょうか? 私は別に喧嘩を売ってるつもりは有りませんし、普通の事を言ってるつもりです。そもそも、ギルドと言えど下位ランクの冒険者に行動の強制などは出来ないはずです」「......なるほど、分かりました。貴方の発言などは全てギルドマスターに報告させていただきます。相応の処罰がされるでしょうが、後から謝っても遅いですからね」「......お好きなようになさればよろしいのでは?」マジで意味分からん、やっぱり詐欺師の類か? この言い様だと自分に都合の良いように報告するんだろうなあ......それで冒険者資格取り消しとかかな? あー、あまりにもむかつきすぎて、逆にどうでもよくなってきた......よし、まともに相手するのはもう止めよう。私にとってこの人は、もうどうでもいい人だ。今は商業ギルドにも登録してるし、身分証明として考えるなら別に冒険者じゃなくなってもなにも困らないし、好きにすればいいんじゃないかな? と言うかこの人、何しに来たの? 喧嘩売りに来たの? 冒険者に読み書き計算を教えることのメリットとかは色々あるんだろうから、そういう教育をしたいってのは分かるけど、何で私に頭ごなしに命令してくるの? 馬鹿じゃないの? 処罰だっけ? もう勝手にしてよ。「おい、ちょっと待て」あら、ギムさん? 「なんですか、貴方は?」「俺はギム、Cランクの冒険者だ」「Cランクですか......それで?」「さっきから横で話を聞いてたが、アンタ言ってることがおかしく無いか? なんで先生が他の連中の面倒を見ないといけないんだ? 先生が言ってることは何もおかしく無いだろう?」「はあ......これだから学の無い連中は......これは冒険者全体に利益のあることなんです、子供一人の我侭でどうこうできる問題じゃないんです」「冒険者全体の問題っていうならなおの事おかしいだろう? それこそ先生が言ってたようにギルドがなんとかするべきことのはずだ。一人の冒険者に押し付けるようなことじゃない」「ですからこうして話をしにきたんですがね......まあ、それも無駄だったようです。そこの君、覚えておきたまえ?」「おい、待て。勝手に話を終わらせて帰ろうとするな。さっきギルマスに報告するとか言ってたな? 俺も同席するからな」「はあ? 何故貴方を同席させないといけないんですか? そんな権利は貴方にはありませんよ?」「いや、権利があろうとなかろうと同席させてもらう。アンタのさっきの言い分は明らかにおかしい。そんなおかしい奴がギルマスにあること無いこと吹聴しないように俺が見張らせて貰う」「ふざけるな! 何の権利があって......」「おい、そこで何をしている!」あー、また別の人登場か。次から次と面倒くさいなあ......今度は誰? 「ギルドマスター......何故ここに」「それはこちらのセリフだ。リカルド、何故お前がここにいる?」「いえ、それは......その」あーもー、一体なんなの? 授業の続き出来ないんだけど?	Previously, we had class one day earlier since I went on an expedition, so this time I delayed it one day so that I could match the intervals between each class. I wouldn’t have to deal with this if everyone in the workshop didn’t oppose me... hmph. Eh? I didn’t have to worry about that and just do the lesson yesterday? But then my training time would decrease. That’s no good, I should prioritize myself until the end. I wasn’t some kind of saint after all. Leaving that aside, I was teaching them right now, but for some reason... the number of my students increased. How did this happen? Well, Maricle bought his benefactor here... It seemed like his benefactor had taught him how to make the wooden shield he had. His name was Gim. An avant-garde warrior who was a dwarf and used an axe. Actually, he was the person who asked me about the carry cart before. Dwarf... Axe user... Gim... Cursed island? Ugh! Anything more than this would be no good! Gim was a considerably veteran adventurer, but it seemed like he couldn’t read, write, or calculate properly because he couldn’t find the time to do so. He found out that the novice he had helped before was currently getting taught by the tactful-looking kid who he talked to before. Using this chance, he bowed to Maricle, saying that this must be fate. It’s amazing how he could bow his head properly when asking someone’s help even if he had a higher status than me... Since Maricle also bowed to me, I couldn’t help but teach him. But to be honest, this was too troublesome. For the time being, I gave him the same conditions as Sheryl to make sure there wouldn’t be any trouble. By the way, it’s not only Gim that joined us, but his three party members as well. They made a total of four people. I accepted them since this was Maricle’s request, but I didn’t want to increase my students any more than this. I made sure to emphasize that to everyone. Even if they knelt and begged, I wouldn’t take any more students. “...Teacher, is my answer correct?” “Which one? ...Yes, it’s fine. It’s correct. Well done.” “T-teacher... I’m embarrassed.” I patted Gim’s head and praised him. My principle was to support my students using praises. Even if he was an old man, that wouldn’t change, okay? This class was full of good kids and I wouldn’t bully them! Excluding the three idiots. Eh? I’m bullying them? This is discrimination? No, this is a distinction. Anyway. “Hey, Ren. Is this okay?” “...Right, I think it’s right, isn’t it?” Cain was annoying. Don’t look at me with such a wistful look. Ah... I regretted that I accidentally showed my face to Ryuu... Since that, his hot gaze had been very disgusting. Probably thinking that my attitude towards him had softened seeing that I responded to Ryuu properly, Cain had been trying to get closer to me. Even so, he was extremely annoying. Before using that brain, start to think more reasonably! He probably misunderstood something for his own convenience again, but things don’t work that well in the real world. However, I personally didn’t want to get involved with him, so leaving him alone like this would make it easier to cut off my ties with him as it is. Well, I don’t care about Cain from the beginning anyway. So, after the class was over, it’s time to withdraw today, but... for some reason, I had to cook again. After hearing that I would cook after they prepared the ingredients and paid me, he went to the forest and caught some orcs. It didn’t even take five minutes. As expected from a C-rank veteran. But he could only read the request form to some extent... He became worried since he knew the importance of being able to read and write, but that’s because most adventurers lacked education. It couldn’t be helped, I guess... But why was he so eager to hunt orcs? Eh? Did Maricle compliment my handmade cooking? Ahh, I see... It’s a hassle to think too much about this... Let’s just give up and eat. But what should I do about this orc meat... grill them? Everyone had bread. But considering the color and nutritional balance, I wanted to add some vegetables. Even so, it would take a long time to pick wild grass and so on... In the midst of my worry, Gim took out some dried vegetables. It looks like cabbages? I could also use this, so I decided to boil it. Using ginger and seasonings, I’m planning to make ginger grilled pork. Once it was sandwiched between the pieces of bread, it would look like a ginger grilled pork sandwich. Hmm... Let’s call it pork ginger? Or orc ginger because it’s orc meat? ...? Huh? It doesn’t sound off? Hmmm??? Nah, it doesn’t matter. Let’s make it quick. I chopped the boiled vegetables, grilled the meat, and finished preparing the ingredients. Then I sliced everyone’s bread thinly. Since the bread was fairly large, I could cut it into six pieces per bread by slicing it thinly, and each person could eat three pieces. There’s a lot of bread, so let’s make a lot of it! Sandwiching the meat and vegetables, I made ginger grilled sandwich~ “Deliciousss!!!” “What is this? It’s the first time I eat something this delicious!?” “Orc meat is actually this delicious...!?” “Chomp chomp chomp chomp!” “Soy sauce... The recipe used soy sauce...” Well, it’s good that they looked like they liked it a lot. But soon, it turned into a battlefield-like disaster. It seems like I’m going to teach and cook here, rinse and repeat... I should probably limit grilling meats to - times, right? Well, whatever. Let’s eat my own share. Chomp chomp. Ahh, I want bread. Let’s bake it next time. After we finished eating, I collected the fee. I was going to go home after this, but everyone else seemed like they were going to collect some herbs. Gim collected a lot of orc meat, but he had to share it with his children. He also told me that his children had to eat properly! What a good person... Different from me who is a hypocrite! He’s a cool adult! Anyway, Gim was close to a veteran adventurer when he was a novice, so he wanted to do the same thing with beginners. He’s really a cool adult. I can’t follow his steps. After that, Gim started to provide ingredients every day at noon. But only eating orc meat limited the recipe and seasonings I could use, and I wasn’t able to make many dishes. I could make anything, though... But whatever. I could just make something appropriate. Well, I had been teaching them like that several times, but a strange person approached us during the break time of our th lesson. Yeah, I knew that trouble was coming. “Are you the rumored saint that teaches adventurers reading and writing?” What? What’s that? Who’s a saint? “No, I’m not.” Anyway, who is this guy? “You’re not? But you are teaching reading, writing, and calculation here, right?” “I do teach them reading and writing, but... in the first place, who are you?” “Sorry for my rudeness. I’m the staff of the adventurer guild. I heard that there are some free classes here for adventurers who can’t read and write. By the way, how often do you teach here?” “Haa, you’re from the guild... I watched their study once every three days.” “Once every three days... I see. So two days in between are free, right? Then I’ll bring some people in the two days between, so can you teach them how to read and write?” Ha? Why should I do that? “I refuse.” “...I heard that you teach reading and writing with no charge, and even offer them food here, though?” “I teach reading and writing, but it’s not free. For the food, they pay me for that and also prepare the ingredients. I just cook.” “But I heard you are a saint who does things as a charity for free... No, I understand. Then I’ll make the people who I brought to pay the tuition fee, so please.” “I refuse.” With how he said that, he wanted to make me teach people free of charge? “Only paying tuition is not enough? You’re too greedy to be called a saint... But sure, I will pay you from the guild separately.” “I don’t need it.” I don’t remember calling myself a saint, okay? What’s with the whole “saint” thing in the first place? I’m not such a good guy, and I don’t have the spiritual mind to volunteer doing service work. “In the first place, why do I have to do that?” “Haa... It can’t be helped, so I’ll explain. The guild is concerned with the low quality of the adventurers. It’s common for troubles to happen since they can’t read, write, or calculate. Even if they have no learning, as long as they get some education, they will act a little better, right? This will reduce the bad reputation of the adventurers. There are many other merits, but... I’m sure you won’t understand even if I explain it to you. We want to provide basic education for all adventurers. However, the current guild lacked manpower in order to achieve that... Then I heard rumors about you, so I would like to ask you to do that.” ...He’s completely looking down on me since he thinks I’m a kid, right? Rather, what’s with this guy? Why does he think his position is higher than me? Did he come for a fight? “So I’m teaching them for the guild?” “Yes. You will get rewards, so you don’t have any problems with this, right?” No, I have a lot of problems. I didn’t agree at all. In the first place, why am I supposed to do it even though it’s mainly for the guild? There’s no merit for me. What does he mean? “I see, so it’s like that... I understand.” “Then you accept my proposal, right?” “...May I ask for the reason?” “There’s no single reason for me to accept that. I don’t get any benefit from this, and I don’t have any time to teach people.” “Hmm... But you teach them once every three days, right? Then you should have two free days, right?” “No. I have plans.” That’s right. I won’t have time for blacksmithing. “Then you can teach the people I brought with them.” “I refuse. I’m not that skilled to be able to teach so many people at once.” To say it simply, it’s troublesome. Also, I don’t want to do it because you annoy me. To be honest, I can do it since I have [Multitask]. “...This is a problem for the adventurers as a whole. It’s not when you can decide things selfishly.” “If it’s really a problem, then the guild should be able to do something, right? You told me that I’m selfish, but why should I do that in the first place, even though I’m just an adventurer? You’re obviously just pushing your responsibility off onto someone else. Isn’t that the guild’s negligence?” “Be careful of what you’re saying. You better not make me too angry.” “I’m not saying anything wrong, though?” “...Do you understand what it means to start a fight with the guild? Do you know what actions we will take to deal with this matter?” What now? I don’t get him. Speaking of which, some people like this exist from time to time, right? A guy that starts to talk things and starts to pressure other people strangely while looking down at them, but then they start to subtly alter the topics and points to make the opponent look bad. He’s kind of a scammer, isn’t he? “You’re threatening me? I don’t have any intention to start a fight, and I’m saying something normal. In the first place, even the guild can’t force a low ranking adventurer to do things they want.” “...I see. I will report all of your remarks to the Guild Master. You will be punished accordingly, but it’s too late to apologize later.” “...You can do as you wish?” I really don’t get him. So he’s really a scammer? I suppose it’s going to be convenient for me to let him report on me... Maybe they will revoke my adventurer qualification? Ah, I’m so annoyed, and on the contrary, I don’t care anymore... Okay, let’s stop dealing with people decently. For me, I don’t care about this guy anymore. I’m also registered in the commercial guild now, so I won’t be troubled when identifying myself now even if I’m not an adventurer. It’s fine for him to do as he likes. I mean, what did this person come here for? Did he come to start a fight? There were various benefits to teaching adventurers to read, write, and calculate, and I know that they want to educate everyone, but why did he come to order me and condemn me? Isn’t he stupid? So he’s going to punish me? Whatever. “Oi, wait a minute.” Oh my, Gim? “Who are you?” “I’m Gim, a C-rank adventurer.” “C-rank, huh? So?” “I’ve been listening to you for a while, but what you’re saying is weird, isn’t it? Why does Teacher have to take care of those other guys? There’s nothing wrong with what she said, right?” “Haa... This is why people with no learning are so insufferable... This is for the benefit of all adventurers. A child can’t be selfish for this matter.” “It’s more strange since this is all of the adventurer’s problem. That’s what the guild should do. As Teacher has said, you can’t force one adventurer to do this.” “So you talk to me like this, eh... Fine, my effort is in vain. Just remember your words today.” “Hey, wait. Don’t end the conversation as you like. You said that you’re going to report this to Gilmouth, right? I’ll be there as well.” “Haa? Why do you have to be there? You don’t have the right to do that.” “No, I will be present whether I have the right or not. Your reasoning just now is obviously strange. I have to make sure that such a strange man won’t spout lies to Gilmouth.” “Don’t kid with me! What right do you...” “Oi, what are you doing there!” Ah, another person appeared again. Trouble keeps coming one after another... Who is it this time? “Guild Master... Why are you here?” “That’s my line. Ricardo, why are you here?” “No, that’s... umm...” Ah, what the hell is this? 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こんな賭けを挑まれます「水晶玉を覗いたら未来が見える正確な未来だただその未来を世界に伝えなくてはいけない」好奇心を抑えきれずあなたは賭けに乗ってしまいます水晶を覗き込んだあなたは一時間後全国放送のテレビ番組のトーク番組で何が見えたかを話しています「2011年末までにはベン・アリとムバラクそしてカダフィは失脚そして起訴されるだろう」「イエメンのサレハとシリアのアサドにも国民は立ち向かいあるいは既に失脚に追いやっているだろう」「オサマ・ビン・ラディンは死んでいるしラトコ・ムラディッチはハーグで裁判にかけられているだろう」番組の司会者はあなたを不思議そうに見つめますあなたは加えて話します― 「アテネマドリッドそしてニューヨークの大勢の若者がアラブ諸国の人民に刺激を受けて社会正義を求めてデモを起こすでしょう」次の瞬間白を装った二人の男性が現れこんな風変わりなシャツを着せ精神科病院へと連行しますというわけで悪人達にとっての大きな脅威となるある現象について詳しく話しましょうすなわち「人民の力」という現象です「人民の力」は以前からありましたガンディーがインドから英国帝国を追い出すのを助けキング牧師の歴史的な人種差別への勝利を助けましたレフ・ワレサがここポーランドから 100万人のソビエト軍を追放するのも人民の力によって可能になりました知ってのとおりソビエト連邦の終わりの始まりでしたそれに対して現代の人民の力にある新しい要素を本日皆さんにお話ししますそれは学習を通して人に伝授できる非暴力的闘争で勝利するための諸ルールとスキルがあるということですこれが本当なら我々もその運動の一部になれます一つ目は分析的スキルですまず中東を見てみましょう我々は中東に対して完全に間違ったイメージを持ってきました冷蔵庫のように凍った地域であると考えてきましたまたその冷蔵庫には2種類の食品しかないのですムバラクやベン・アリのような軍事独裁者を象徴するステーキあるいはムバラクやベン・アリのような軍事独裁者を象徴するステーキあるいはテヘラン風の神権政治のジャガイモですしかしその冷蔵庫が開いて出て来て世界を驚かせたのは何百万もの変革を求める主に非宗教的な若者でしたこれを予想できなかった理由は人口統計を見逃していたからですエジプト人の平均年齢は24才でムバラク元大統領が政権を取ったのは31年前です彼の体制は期限切れでしたアラブ諸国の若者はある朝それに気付き自分達の持つ力を認識したのですそしてあの革命が起きました他のアラブ諸国で独裁者に立ち向かう若者の持つルール道具戦略言語についても同じことが言えますそれらは正直現在38才の私には違和感がありますヨーロッパで抗議をする若者の年齢はどうでしょうアラブ諸国の若者と類似していますよねもう一つ例を上げましょう私は世界中のいろんな人にお会いします学者や教授や博士などです彼らはいつも次のような条件を並べます「人民の力が効果を持つのは政権の抑圧が強すぎない時だけである」「人民の力が働くのは人口の年間年収が XとYの間の時である」「人民の力が働くには国外からの促しが必要である」「人民の力が働くのは石油がない時だけである」などもちろん何らかの条件はあるでしょうしかしそれらの条件よりも人々が持つ能力の方がこの種の闘いにおいてより重要だということが分かってきたのですその能力とは結束力計画力そして非暴力原則の維持です例を挙げましょう私はセルビアという国から来ました我が国ではバルカン半島の独裁者スロボダン・ミロシェビッチに対して 18人の野心的な野党党首が一人の統一候補の下に結集するまで10年かかりましたそれが達成された日は我々の勝利の日となりましたエジプト人がタハリール広場に集結したとき彼らは個々人のシンボルを消し代わりにエジプトの国旗のみを掲げて抗議をしました対照的な例としてはルカシェンコ大統領に対抗して争っている 9人の候補者たちですどうなるかは明白です従って結束は重要でまた達成可能なことです計画性も然り自然発生の非暴力革命が成功した話があればそれは嘘ですそんなものは存在しません警察や軍隊と友好関係を築こうとする前線の若者の裏には必ず計画があるのです最後に非暴力の原則ですがこれがおそらく大変革の鍵でしょう非暴力の方針を貫けばいずれは闘いに勝利します 10万人の非暴力的なデモ行進で石を投げつけるふざけた扇動者がたった一人でもいればカメラが集中するのは当然その一人ですたった一度の暴力行為が全運動を台無しにするのです次の話は戦略・戦術の選び方についてです非暴力闘争において守るべきルールというものがありますまず小さな活動から始め次に勝てる闘いを選んで活動しますこの部屋には200人しかいませんこの人数で百万人の行進を企てられませんが夜中にクラクフ中にスプレーペイントで主張を広めれば街中の人がそれに気づきますイベントに合う戦略を選ぶのです特に普及を促す小さな仕掛けが暴力的抑圧に対して有効ですご覧頂いている写真は史上最高の戦略の一つですタハリール広場の写真です国際社会は革命がイスラム主義者に乗っ取られてしまうことをずっと恐れていましたそこでキリスト教徒が広場で祈るイスラム教徒を守りコプト教徒の結婚式が何千人ものイスラム教徒に祝われるように組織したのですこれは世界の見る目を変えましたそしてこの裏にはしっかり計画があったのですつまり一カ所に集まって警察隊の前で怒鳴ったり力を誇示するデモ以外に我々にできることはたくさんありますまたこの他に大変重要な力学が働きます情勢分析で見逃される力学ですつり合いの片側は恐怖と無関心でもう一方は情熱とユーモアですビデオゲームをイメージしてください恐怖が大きい地点からスタートしますしかし情熱が上昇すれば恐怖は減少します 2日目には人々は警察から逃げてくるのではなく警察へ向かって行くようになりますエジプトで何か特別な力が働いているのは明白ですそれはユーモアの力で大変革の鍵となる強力な要素ですポーランドでもその力は圧倒的でしたセルビアでちょっと変わった学生だった私と少数の仲間達はある日大々的ないたずらを行いました大きなドラム缶に当時の大統領の写真を張り付け街の中心におきました上には穴があいていて人々はその中にお金を入れてバットで大統領の顔を叩くことができました私達は近くのカフェでそれを眺めていたのですが発する音は大きいために数分もしないうちにそれを叩きたい人で長蛇の列ができましたイベントのハイライトはそれではなく警察が現れた時に始まりました私達は離れたカフェから眺めていただけですから警察は私達を逮捕することも見つけることもできません子供連れの買い物客を逮捕するわけにもいきませんそして彼らは最も愚かな行動を取りましたドラム缶を逮捕したのですそうして警察がつぶれた大統領の顔のドラム缶をパトカーへと引きずる光景が実現しました新聞社のカメラマンにとって最高のシャッターチャンスでしたこのような事は簡単でユーモアの力を使えばいいのですユーモアの力は実は権力者に大きな打撃を与えます自らをあまりにも堅苦しく捉えている人間ですから権力者はバカにされると傷付くのですさて世間はインターネットに熱狂していますねもちろん便利ではありますがフェイスブックやツイッターを革命の中心と早合点してはいけません実質と道具を混同しないでくださいインターネットなどのニューメディアが便利なのは事実です物事をより速くより安く行えますまた匿名性には参加者を保護する効果も少なからずありますまた匿名性には参加者を保護する効果も少なからずありますまた別のインターネットの力の例をスクリーンに映しました非暴力運動により政府の暴力行為にスポットライトを当てられるのですこれは「僕達は皆ハリード・サイードだ」というグループですエジプトのワエル・ゴニムとその友人達が立ち上げましたこれは警察からひどく暴力を受けた少年の写真ですこれにより彼は世に知られおそらく権力者を追放した最後の一手であったでしょうしかし悪い面もあります非暴力闘争は現実社会で実らせるものです民主化や経済構造の面で社会に変革を起こすには画面を見つめてクリックするだけでは足りません冒さなければいけないリスクがあり実際にそうして勝利を収めている人間がいるのですアラブ世界の将来については皆が知りたがっていますアラブ世界の若者達によって 3人の独裁者は倒れヨルダンやモロッコの賢い王様を説得し力を借り地域革命も実現できましたが行く末はまだ見えませんエジプトとチュニジアの人々が革命を貫き通せるのか諸革命が残虐な民族あるいは地域紛争に終わるのか既に幾千人を殺した残酷な暴力が日々繰り返される中シリアの人々はこのまま非暴力闘争を続けられるのか暴力的手段を取ってしまい醜い内戦に転じてしまうのかこれらの革命は民主主義を実現するのか軍隊や過激派に乗っ取られてしまうのかこれらの答えは誰にも分かりません西洋世界でも同じことです若者たちが世界中の至る場所を占拠してデモを続けていますがそれらは国際的な運動へと発展するのでしょうか真の目的を実現するための技術熱意そして戦略を見つけ出し革命を実現させられるのか無限に続く文句をただ垂れるだけで終わるのでしょうかこれが二つの革命の違いとなるでしょう統計を見るとどうでしょう私の友人のマリア・ステファンによる暴力と非暴力闘争についての本を見ると驚くべきデータがあります過去35年間の独裁政権から民主主義へと社会が移行した67の事例のうち独裁政権から民主主義へと社会が移行した67の事例のうち 50件は非暴力戦略が鍵となりました 50件は非暴力戦略が鍵となりましたこれは「人民の力」という現象とアラブ諸国の若者世代に注目する良い理由ですまた彼らが非暴力闘争を行う技術と勇気を見つけ出せるのだと信頼と希望を持って私が言える由縁ですそして彼らは我々の世代が犯した過ちを少しでも修正してくれるでしょうありがとうございました	Somebody gives you a bet: you will look at a crystal ball, and you will see the future; the future will be accurate. But you need to share it with the world. OK, curiosity killed the cat, you take the bet, you look at the crystal ball. One hour later, you're sitting in a building of the national TV, in a top show, and you tell the story. Before the end of 2011, Ben Ali, and Mubarak, and Gaddafi would be down, and prosecuted. Saleh of Yemen and Assad of Syria would be either challenged, or already on their knees. Osama bin Laden would be dead, and Ratko Mladic would be in the Hague. Now, the anchor watches you with a strange gaze on his face. And then, on top of it you add: "And thousands of young people from Athens, Madrid and New York will demonstrate for social justice, claiming they are inspired by Arabs." Next thing you know, two guys in white appear, they give you the strange t-shirt, take you to the nearest mental institution. So I would like to speak a little bit about the phenomenon which is behind what already seems to be And this phenomenon is called people power. Well, people power has been there for a while. It helped Gandhi kick the Brits from India, it helped Martin Luther King win his historic racial struggle. It helped a local, Lech Walesa, to kick out one million Soviet troops from Poland, and in beginning the end of the Soviet Union as we know it. So what's new in it? What seems to be very new, which is the idea I would like to share with you today, is that there is a set of rules and skills which can be learned and taught in order to perform successful nonviolent struggle. If this is true, we can help these movements. Well, the first one - analytic skills. I'll try where it all started in the Middle East. we were living with a completely wrong perception of the Middle East. It was looking like the frozen region. Literally a refrigerator. And there were only two types of meal there. Steak, which stands for a Mubarak-Ben Ali type of military police dictatorship, or a potato, which stands for a Tehran type of theocracies. And everybody was amazed when the refrigerator opened, and millions of young, mainly secular people stepped out to do the change. Guess what - they didn't watch the demographics. What is the average age of an Egyptian? 24. How long was Mubarak in power? 31. So, this system was just obsolete, they expired. And young people of the Arab world have awakened one morning, and understood that power lies in their hands. The rest is the year in front of us. And guess what? The same Generation Y, with their rules, with their tools, with their games, and with their language, which sounds a little bit strange to me. I'm 38 now. And can you look at the age of the people on the streets of Europe? It seems that Generation Y is coming. Now, let me set another example. I'm meeting different people throughout the world, and they are, you know, academics, and professors, and doctors, and they will always talk conditions. They will say: "People power will work only if the regime is not too oppressive." They will say: "People power will work, if the annual income of the country is between X and Z." They will say: "People power will work only if there is a foreign pressure." They will say: "People power will work only if there is no oil." And, I mean, there is a set of conditions. Well, the news here is that your skills during the conflict seem to be more important than the conditions. Namely, the skills of unity, planning, and maintaining nonviolent discipline. Let me give you an example. I come from a country called Serbia. It took us 10 years to unite 18 opposition party leaders, with their big egos, behind one single candidate against the Balkan dictator Slobodan Milosevic. Guess what? That was the day of his defeat. You look at the Egyptians, they fight on Tahrir Square, they get rid of their individual symbols, they appear on the street only with the flag of Egypt. I will give you a counter-example. You see nine presidential candidates running against Lukashenko, you all know the outcome. So unity is a big thing. And this can be achieved. Same with planning. Somebody has lied to you about the successful and spontaneous nonviolent revolution. That thing doesn't exist in the world. Whenever you see young people in front of the row trying to fraternize with the police or military, somebody was thinking about it before. Now, at the end, nonviolent discipline. And this is probably the game-changer. If you maintain nonviolent discipline, you'll exclusively win. You have 100,000 people in a nonviolent march, one idiot or agent-provocateur throwing a stone. Guess what takes all the cameras. That one guy. One single act of violence can literally destroy your movement. Now, let me move to another place. It's the selection of strategies and tactics. There are certain rules in nonviolent struggle you may follow. First, you start small. Second, you pick the battles you can win. It's only 200 of us in this room. We won't call for the march of a million. But what if we organized the spraying of graffiti throughout the night, all over Krakow. The city will know. So, we pick tactics accommodated to the event, especially this thing we call the small tactics of dispersion. They're very useful in violent oppression. We are actually witnessing the picture of one of the best tactics ever used. It was on Tahrir square, where the international community was constantly frightened that, you know, the Islamists will overtake the revolution. What they organized -- Christians protecting Muslims where they are praying, a Coptic wedding cheered by thousands of Muslims, the world has just changed the picture, but somebody was thinking about this previously. So there are so many things you can do instead of getting into one place, shouting, and you know, showing off in front of the security forces. Now, there is also another very important dynamic. And this is a dynamic that analysts normally don't see. This is the dynamic between fear and apathy on the one side, and enthusiasm and humor on another side. So, it works like in a video game. You have the fear high, you have status quo. You have the enthusiasm higher, you see the fear is starting to melt. Day two, you see people running towards the police instead of from the police, in Egypt. You can tell that something is happening there. And then, it's about the humor. Humor is such a powerful game-changer, and of course, it was very big in Poland. You know, we were just a small group of crazy students in Serbia when we made this big skit. We put the big petrol barrel with a portrait of Mr. President on it, in the middle of the Main Street. There was a hole in the top. So you could literally come, put a coin in, get a baseball bat, and hit his face. Sounds loud. And within minutes, we were sitting in a nearby café having coffee, and there was a queue of people waiting to do this lovely thing. Well, that's just the beginning of the show. The real show starts when the police appears. "What will they do?" Arrest us? We were nowhere to be seen. We were like three blocks away, observing it from our espresso bar. Arrest the shoppers, with kids? Doesn't make sense. Of course, you could bet, they did the most stupid thing. They arrested the barrel. And now, the picture of the smashed face on the barrel, with the policemen dragging it to the police car, that was the best day for newspaper photographers that they will ever have. So, I mean, these are the things you can do. And you can always use humor. There is also one big thing about humor, it really hurts. Because these guys really are taking themselves too seriously. When you start to mock them, it hurts. Now, everybody is talking about His Majesty, the Internet, and it is also a very useful skill. But don't rush to label things like "a Facebook Revolution," "Twitter Revolution." Don't mix the tools with the substance. It is true that the Internet and the new media are very useful in making things faster and cheaper. They also make it a bit safer for the participants, because they give partial anonymity. We're watching the great example of something else the Internet can do. It can put the price tag of state-sponsored violence over a nonviolent protester. This is the famous group "We are all Khaled Said," made by Wael Ghonim in Egypt, and his friend. This is the mutilated face of the guy who was beaten by the police. This is how he became known to the public, and this is what probably became the straw that broke the camel's back. But here is also the bad news. The nonviolent struggle is won in the real world, in the streets. You will never change your society towards democracy, or, you know, the economy, if you sit down and click. There are risks to be taken, and there are living people who are winning the struggle. Well, the million-dollar question. What will happen in the Arab world? And though young people from the Arab world were pretty successful in bringing down three dictators, kind of persuading the clever kings from Jordan and Morocco to do substantial reforms, it is yet to be seen what will be the outcome. Whether the Egyptians and Tunisians will make it through the transition, or this will end in bloody ethnic and religious conflicts, whether the Syrians will maintain nonviolent discipline, faced with a brutal daily violence which kills thousands already, or they will slip into violent struggle and make ugly civil war. Will these revolutions be pushed through the transitions and democracy or be overtaken by the military or extremists of all kinds? We cannot tell. The same works for the Western sector, protesting around the world, occupying this, occupying that. Are they going to become the world wave? Are they going to find their skills, their enthusiasm, and their strategy to find what they really want and push for the reform, or will they just stay complaining about the endless list of the things they hate? This is the difference between the two paths. Now, what do the statistics have? My friend Maria Stephan's book talks a lot about violent and nonviolent struggle, and there are some shocking data. If you look at the last 35 years and different social transitions, from dictatorship to democracy, you will see that, out of 67 different cases, in 50 of these cases it was nonviolent struggle which was the key power. This is one more reason to look at this phenomenon, this is one more reason to look at Generation Y. and hope that they will find their skills and their courage to use nonviolent struggle and thus fix at least a part of the mess our generation is making in this world. 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英雄たちがファイアジャイアントを難なく蹂躙し終わって、さっさと先を急ごうとする。粗相をしなかったところが女性としての意地だろうか。ミシェルちゃんとレティーナは恐怖の対象と理解しても、その脅威がどれほどの物かまでは、正確に把握していなさそうだし。「ちょ、待って......まだ腰が......」「もー、仕方ないなぁ」この先何が起きるかわからない。ならば、英雄たの手は空けておかねばならない。ならばトリシア女医に手を貸せるのは、残る一般人......つまり、俺たち生だけという事になる。「あ、ありがとね、ニコルさん......ちゃん?」「呼びやすい方でいいですよ」トリシア女医の腕を肩に回し、立ち上がろうとして――押し潰された。やはり俺では、大人の女性を支える事は不可能だったか。「ぶぎゅ」「ああ、ニコルちゃんがトリシアに押し倒されてる!」押し潰された俺を見て、コルティナが頓珍漢な悲鳴を上げた。それに即座に反応したのは、ライエルだ。「なんだって! うちのニコルに手を出すとはうらやま――いや、けしからん!」「でもアナタ、女同士だし」「それならなおさら、最前列で観戦せねば!」「――アナタ?」潰された俺からはその表情はうかがい知れなかったが、拳を握って熱弁するライエルのテンションが、急激に下がったのはわかった。それを確認してから、マリアはコルティナに指示を出した。「ティナ、あなたがトリシア先生を背負ってあげて。あなたなら彼女を背負っても指示は出せるでしょ」「もう少し待っても......いえ、何でもないです。背負います」ライエル同様、急激に態度を変えてトリシア女医の元へ向かうコルティナ。生前の記憶があるから俺もわかるが、マリアのあのプレッシャーはちょっと本気で怖い。俺の上からトリシア女医をひょいと持ち上げ、自身の背に背負う。「ああ、なんて嬉しくない背中......どうせならガドルス様が良かったわ」「え、アンタってガドルス狙い?」「だっ雄の中でガドルス様とマクスウェル様だけじゃない......独身男性」「いくらなんでも無理があるでしょう!?」ガドルスはドワーフ族で、マクスウェルはエルフ族の中でも特に老齢だ。男を狙うという意味では確かにガドルスくらいしか狙い目はないだろう......例え種族的にアレだとしても。「ああ、レイド様が生きていれば、私が猛アタックしたのに」「よし、置いて行こう」「じょ、冗談よ、冗談!」当時は職業柄、結構恐れられていた俺だが、今だとモテるのか? 長生きしておくんだった! 「そもそもレイドが死んだ時ってアンタは十歳程度でしょ。年齢的にも釣り合わないわよ」「あんだってぇ?」トリシア女医を背負ったまま、器用に頬を引っ張り合。人間である女医は確かに寿命的な面で厳しい。ドワーフもエルフも、猫人族も半魔人も桁外れに寿命が長い。ドワーフと猫人族で300年、エルフでその倍。半魔人と小人族の寿命に至っては未確認だ。頬を引っ張り合いながら、その場を去ろうとする二人を見て、レティーナはようやく再起動した。ミシェルちゃんと抱き合ったまま、ようやく正気を取り戻して声を上げる。「あ、あの......」「ん、なぁに?」「ファイアジャイアントは放置するんですか? 確か結構いい素材が取れたと思うのですけど」彼女の言う通り、強靭なファイアジャイアントの皮膚は防具として優れている。俺としては、針金のように強靭な髪に興味津々ではあるのだが...... 「んー、さすがに子供の前で人型モンスターの皮を剥いで、解体して骨を取り出すって言うのはねぇ......」「それに今更、ファイアジャイアントの素材なんてねぇ」コルティナとマリアが、並んで首を傾げて反論する。幸いというか、この森の中はファイアジャイアントの影響で、生物がほとんど避難してしまっている。それに邪竜の素材を分け合っている俺たちは、それまでの活躍もあって結構な資産家だったりする。ただしその隠し場所が南部の三大国家の一つ、アレクマール剣王国という国に隠されているのだが、そこまで辿り着く手段が今の俺にはない。「まぁ、この程度の素材なら、今持ってる装備の方が上等だし、得られるお金もお小遣い程度よ。だから先を急ぎましょ」「あの......この素材だけで私の年収の数年分は......」マリアの発言に、トリシア女医がショックを受けた表情をしている。「という事は、コルティナも結構お金持ち?」「そうね......ラウムの土地なら半分くらいは買えるかもね」「ウソッ!? あんな貧相な家に住んでるのに?」「貧相言うな! なんかこう、贅沢する気分じゃなかっただけよ」「今度から飲みに行ったらアンタが奢ってね?」「いきなりタカりだしたし! 女の友情って儚い!?」ギャイギャイ騒ぎながら、先を行くコルティナ。俺たち三人は慌ててその後を追ったのである。	After steamrolling the Fire Giant, the five heroes were raring to get on the move again, but Dr. Tricia still couldn’t move on her own after her fall earlier. Isn’t it a show of her willpower that she didn’t wet herself accidentally? Michelle and Letina were also panic-stricken but they seem to have lost grasp of themselves. “Wai, hold it... my back...” “Ehh, guess it can’t be helped...” While the others were still confused, I went to go lend a shoulder to Dr. Tricia, we don’t know what’s going to happen in the future so the five heroes need to keep their hands free. That means the only ones who could lend Dr. Tricia a hand were us students. “Th-thanks, Ni.. cole?” “You can call me whatever you’d like.” Dr. Tricia put her arm around my shoulders, and as she tried standing up... she started crushing me. Is it impossible for me to carry an adult woman after all? “Oooff” “Ahh! Nicole is being pushed down by Tricia!” Seeing me get crushed under Dr. Tricia, Cortina gave out a dumb shout. And of course, the first to react was Lyell. “What was that!? To be groping my Nicole, I’m so jea- no, it’s unforgivable!” “But Dear, they’re both girls.” “All the more reason, I need to get a front-row seat!” “...Dear?” Even if I couldn’t see his face while being crushed, I knew that Lyell’s tension quickly died down from the point of yelling with a clenched fist. Lyell took a step back while shivering, after confirming that, Maria gave Cortina an order. “Cortina, you carry Dr. Tricia on your back, you can still direct battles like that.” “Wait just a little mo... no, it’s nothing. Please carry me.” Cortina started heading towards Dr. Tricia who had quickly changed her tune just like Lyell. I knew from my past memories that when Maria used that fierce pressure, she was seriously scary. Cortina picked Tricia off me and put her on her own back, however, she was too short and the doctor’s toes were dragging on the ground. “Aww, what a disappointing back... If only I could get on Lord Gadius’ back.” “Whoa, you’re aiming for Gadius?” “I mean, out of the six heroes... Lord Gadius and Lord Maxwell are the only bachelors.” “No matter how you look at it, isn’t that impossible!?” Gadius is a Dwarf, and Maxwell is an elf, what’s more, he’s getting on in years. If you’re aiming for a guy, there’s no other choice than Gadius... even if he’s from a different race. “Man, if only Lord Reid is still here, I’d have gone after him hard.” “Alright, let’s leave her behind.” “Ju-just kidding, kidding!” Hearing that made me twitch suddenly. At the time, the nature of my work caused everyone to fear me, but could it be I’m popular now? If only I’d have stayed alive! “In the first place, when Reid died, you were only years old, weren’t you. That age gap is too large.” “Wazzat?” Despite Dr. Tricia being on her back, the two managed to skillfully pull on each other’s cheeks. True though, the human doctor would have a hard time matching up with us, whether it’s a dwarf, an elf, catkin, or a half-demon, our lifespans are much longer. Dwarves and catkin can live for years, elves last twice as long. Half-demons and gnomes have exceedingly long unconfirmed lifespans. Seeing the two pulling their cheeks like that caused Letina to finally reboot mentally. Michelle, who had been hugging her, spoke up as she came back to her senses as well. “Umm...” “Hm, what is it?” “Are we just going to leave the Fire Giant’s corpse like that? I’m pretty sure we could get some high-quality materials from it though.” As she said, the Fire Giant’s hide could be used to make some sturdy armor. The bones that supported the giant’s great frame could have several uses. For my part though, I’m curious if I could use the hair as a strong wire-like weapon. “Hm... Well, skinning and disassembling a human-like monster in front of a bunch of kids.... As you’d expect, that’s a bit...” “And so this time, we won’t be taking any Fire Giant materials ok.” Cortina and Maria both refuted the idea were standing next to each other. In other words, they’re saying we’re leaving the Fire Giant as-is for now for the sake of our mental health. Luckily, the Fire Giant forced most of the creatures normally living in the forest to evacuate, so we have the option of coming back for the materials later. Besides, because of our subjugation of the evil dragon, we’re all fairly wealthy thanks to its materials, and that includes myself. If I could reach my stash, I’d have enough assets to buy a small town, however that stash is located in one of the Great Three Kingdoms in the south, the Alecmarle Sword Kingdom, but I currently have no way of getting there. “Well, with this level of material, the gear I have now is far better, and any money we get from it would just be pocket change. That said, let’s get a move on.” “Umm... But this material is enough to cover several years worth of my salary...” Maria’s comment surprises Dr. Tricia, and leads her to another truth. “Does that mean, you’re also loaded?” “Let’s see... I guess I could buy about half the land in Raum with what I got?” “No way!? Even though you live in that raggedy place!?” “Don’t call it raggedy! I just don’t feel like living in the lap of luxury.” “So next time we go drinking it’s your treat?” “You’re suddenly mooching!? Is friendship between girls so fickle!?” Cortina started moving while raising a racket and we three chased after her in a hurry.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 10, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
「論文を読んでるだけだと現状は分からないからね」なんだか、呆れを通り越して彼女が可哀想に思えてきた。キャザー・リズは寝るのを惜しんで勉強していると言っていた。だから、彼女の成績は常に上位だ。学力試験の貼り出しは、いつもデュークの下に彼女の名前がある。相当な努力をしているのは分かる。けど、僕はどうしてもアリシアと比べてしまう。「ねぇ、ジル君、私に勉強を教えてくれないかな?」ふわりと甘い匂いが漂う。あんなにキャザー・リズを嫌悪していたのに、少し惹かれている自分がいる。年下に勉強を教えてもらうなんて、プライドがないのだろうか。そんなプライドを捨てても、世界を学びたいと思っているのだろうか。「その見返りは?」「私にはジル君の傷ついた心を癒せるような力はない。だけど、私は貴方をもっと知りたいわ」話が全く噛み合わない。これ以上話をしても無駄だと分かっているのに、足が動かない。彼女の傍が心地よく感じる自分がいる。それに、僕の心は傷ついていない。幼い頃の貧困村で受けた数々の酷い出来事も今はもう何とも思わない。それぐらいアリシアが僕に愛を注いでくれた。勝手に決めるな、と声を荒げたいのに、キャザー・リズの傷つく表情を想像すると何故か何も言えなくなる。なんなんだ......。自分の身体なのに、自分で操作できない。「ジル」澄んだ低いその声を聞いて、一気に体が軽くなったような気がした。デュークの声だ。「ここで何をしてるんだ?」彼はキャザー・リズを訝し気に見つめる。彼女の顔が少し引きつる。「別に何も無いわ。ただジル君と会話していただけよ」「それで、話はもう終わったのか?」「ええ。私、ジル君から勉強を教えてもらおうと思うの」彼女は少し口角を上げてとろけるような笑みを浮かべる。僕から勉強を教えてもらうことがそんなに嬉しいのか? ......なんだか不気味だ。「僕、教えるなんて一言も言ってないよ」「え? けど、さっき」「見返りに何をしてくれるか聞いただけで、あんたに何か教えようと思わな......」キャザー・リズ監視役。突然、その言葉が頭に浮かんだ。そうだ、アリシアの役目を僕は果たさないといけないのかもしれない。彼女がしてきたことを継ぐのは僕だ。「ジル君?」突然話を止めた僕を不審に思ったのか、キャザー・リズは僕の顔を覗き込む。「分かった。教えるよ。けど、本気でついてきてね」「もちろん!」彼女の表情がパッと明るくなる。デュークは驚くことなくただキャザー・リズを冷たい目で見ている。「有難う! じゃあ、私今から特別授業があるからこれで!」彼女は手を振りながらその場を去って行った。 ......全属性は大変だな。「一人でいる時に彼女に会わない方がいい」キャザー・リズが見えなくなってからデュークは静かに呟いた。「どうして?」「ジルは全く魔力を持っていないだろ」彼のその一言で全てを察した。さっきのあの妙な感覚は彼女の魅惑の魔法のせいだったのか。僕は魔力を全く持っていない。だから、彼女の魔法に少しでも抗うことは出来ないんだ。「まぁ、魔力ゼロの割にはかなり抵抗出来ていたと思うが」「褒められているんだよね? ......なんだか馬鹿にされているような気もするんだけど」僕の言葉にニヤッとデュークは笑う。ああ、もう、知ってるよ。デュークはこんな性格のやつだ。寡黙でカッコいいクール王子なんかじゃない。「ずっとアリシアの魔力で守られていたんだ。まぁ、彼女は無意識だろうけどな」デュークは遠くを見つめながら静かにそう言った。	“Well, you can’t know what’s going on if you’re just skimming the news.” I was starting to feel sorry for her. Liz Cather told me that she was studying without sleep. That was why her grades were always at the top of the class. Her name was always placed under the Duke’s name on the academic exam posters. I knew she was putting in significant effort, but I just couldn’t help but think that Alicia’s name would have been at the top of the list, so I couldn’t help but compare her with Alicia. “Hey, Gilles, will you teach me how to study?” A soft, sweet smell wafts through the air. I was so disgusted with Liz Cather, but now I find myself getting attracted to her. I wondered if she had no pride in asking someone younger than her to teach her how to study. Is she willing to give up on her pride to learn about the world? “And what do I get in return?” “I do not have the power to heal your broken heart, Gilles. But I would like to get to know you better.” We were completely at odds with each other. I knew there was no point in talking any further, but I couldn’t move my legs. I found myself feeling comfortable at her side. And my heart wasn’t broken.I’m no longer bothered about the terrible things that happened to me in the impoverished village when I was younger. That was how much love Alicia had poured into me. I would like to shout out, “Don’t decide on your own,” but for some reason I couldn’t say anything when I imagined the pained expression on Liz Cather’s face. What in the world was this? It was my body, but I was unable to control it. “Gilles.” Hearing that clear, low voice, I felt as if my body was suddenly lightened. Duke’s voice. “What are you doing here?” He stared quizzically at Liz Cather. Her face twitches a little. “Nothing. I was just having a conversation with Gilles.” “So you’re done talking?” “Yes. Yes, I was thinking that I would like to learn from Gilles.” She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and smiled softly. Why would she be so happy to learn from me? It was a little creepy. “I never said anything about teaching you.” “Eh?” “But you just asked me what I could do for you in return, not what you could teach me...” Liz Cather, the watchdog. Suddenly, the word popped into my head. I see, I might need to fulfill Alicia’s role. I would have to be the one to carry on what she had started. “Gilles?” Liz Cather looked at me suspiciously as I suddenly stopped talking. “Okay. I’ll teach you. But you have to be serious about following me.” “Sure!” Her face lit up, and Duke just looked at Liz Cather coldly, not surprised. “Thank you! I’ve got a special class now!” She left with a wave of her hand. ...It was tough being someone who could use all attributes. “You shouldn’t see her when she’s alone.” Duke muttered quietly after Liz Cather was out of sight. “Why not?” “Gilles doesn’t have any magic powers at all.” With that one word, he had it all figured out. I wondered if the strange sensation I had just experienced had been caused by her charm magic. I didn’t have any magic power. So, I couldn’t resist her magic, not even a little. “Well, I guess you were able to resist quite well for someone with zero magic power.” “That’s a compliment, right? I feel like I’m being made fun of.” Duke grinned at my words. Oh, I already knew that Duke had this personality. He was never a taciturn, cool prince. “You’ve been under the protection of Alicia’s magic for a long time. Well, she was probably doing it unconsciously.” Duke said quietly, staring off into the distance.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
アルツハイマー病などで傷つくと駐車した場所が覚えられなくなりますなお語源は形が似ている「タツノオトシゴ」のラテン名です海馬は神経細胞でできています人間の脳には千億もの神経細胞がありそれらの連絡は微弱な電気パルスやスパイク信号を送り合うことで行われています海馬には二つの細胞層がありそれらは密につながっています近年マウスやラットが飼育ケージでえさを探している間の神経細胞の活動を計測することで「空間の認知」に関する記憶の仕組みが解明されつつありますいま仮にラットの海馬にある 1個の神経細胞を計測中とします細胞が信号を発すると赤く光ると共にジジジと音がしますご覧の通りこの細胞はラットが特定の場所に行ったときだけ活動しますそして脳の他の部分に信号を送るのです図にするとこの細胞がどの位置を担当しているかがわかりますこうして多くの細胞を計測していくとラットが移動した場所ごとに別々の細胞が働いていることがわかりましたこうして神経細胞は地図を作って脳全体に「いま自分がどこにいるか」を知らせ続けているのですこの「場所細胞」は人間にも見つかっていますてんかんの患者が定期的に脳の検査をするとき小さな街をドライブするゲームをしたことがありました街の特定の場所をドライブすると海馬の「場所細胞」が活性化し電気信号を送り始めるのですではどのように場所細胞は環境の中の位置を知るのでしょうかこの2つの細胞は環境における「境界」が重要な事を示しています上の細胞はラットが箱の壁の中央にいる時に興奮するようです箱が大きくなれば範囲も広くなります下の細胞は南側の壁に近い時に興奮するようですですから箱の中に新しく壁を作ると動物が箱の中を歩きまわったとき壁が南側にあるときに限ってその細胞が興奮するのですこのことはあなたの周りの建物などの距離や方向を感じ取ることが海馬にとって非常に重要なことを示します実際に海馬につながる細胞のなかでラットやマウスが歩きまわる際に境界や縁への距離や方向を感知して海馬に正確に伝える細胞が発見されています左側の細胞は実験動物が東側の境界や壁に近づいた時に反応しますそれが四角い箱であっても丸い箱の曲がった壁であったとしてもテーブルの縁であったとしてもですそして右側の細胞は南側の境界があるときに反応しますそれが壁やテーブルの縁であっても離れたテーブルの隙間だったとしてもですこれこそが「場所細胞」が自分の位置を知る一つの手段と考えられます目的物の場所の予想テストもしました単純な場所のどこに旗があるか? 要は駐車場の車の位置みたいなものですまず実験する場所を探索してもらい覚えるべき位置を見てもらいます少し後にもういちど同じ場所に戻ると大体の人は旗や車がどこにあったか正確に示すことができますではこんどの実験では部屋の形や大きさを最初に見たものと変えてしまいますこの場合でも私たちは環境の形や大きさの変化に応じて目的物の位置を予想することができるのですいいですか例えば小さな四角形の矢印部分に旗があるとしますそして誰かに旗がどこにあるのか尋ねますここで四角形をもっと大きくすると彼らの考える旗の位置が場所細胞の活性化領域が拡がるのと同様に拡大するのですつまりどこに旗があるかの記憶は場所細胞の活性化パターンの蓄積により行われているようですだから少し後にその場所に戻っても場所細胞が同じように活性化する位置を動きまわって探すことで覚えようと思った場所に戻ってくることができるのです一方動くことで位置を知ることもできます道を間違えたとき駐車してそのへんを歩きまわりますよね? 私たちは動き回ればもとに戻るためにどの方向へ向かえば良いかざっくり統合できると知っています場所細胞はこのような進路統合信号を「グリッド(格子)細胞」から得ていますグリッド細胞とは海馬につながった細胞で場所細胞と似た性質がありますしかしラットがあちこち動き回っているときのあるグリッド細胞の働きを調べてみると別々の場所で規則正しく活性化し驚くほど綺麗な三角形の格子を作ることがわかりますいくつかのグリッド細胞を記録してみるとここに異なる色で示していますがそれぞれの細胞が持つ格子状の活性化パターンは少しずつずれていることがわかります赤の細胞はこのような格子で緑はこう青はこのように活性化しています。まとめるとラットは空間上に仮想のグリッド(格子)を置いているようです要は地図にある経線や緯線のようなものです三角形ですけどねラットがあちこち動き回るときある細胞からある細胞へと活性が受け継がれていくことで現在位置が把握されますだから自分の動きを利用して今どこにいるかを知ることができるのです人間もそうなのか? まず全ての格子状のパターンには対称の軸がありオレンジで示したような方向性がありますつまり私たちが 6つの方向のどれかに向かっている場合とそうでない場合で脳の特定の場所にあるグリッド細胞の活動は変わるはずですそこで何人かにMRIスキャナーに入ってもらい先ほどお見せしたようなゲームをやってもらってこの信号を探しましたすると脳の「嗅内皮質」の中に見つかりましたラットのグリッド細胞がある部分と同じ場所ですでは再びホーマーさん彼はどこに車を停めたかをまわりの建物や壁からの距離や方角という情報から覚えているのでしょうそれは「境界」を検知する細胞によって示されますまた彼は駐車場から出る道を覚えていますがそれはグリッド細胞によって示されますこれらの二つの細胞は場所細胞を活性化させますそして彼は戻ってくるときに場所細胞が記録したパターンに最も合う場所に移動することで車を停めた場所に戻ってくることができるのですそしてホーマーさんは車という視覚的刺激の無い場所に導かれてしまいましたきっと車は牽引されてしまったのでしょうしかし彼はどこにあったかを覚えていてたどり着けますさて空間的な記憶だけでなく脳全体にわたって格子状の活性化パターンを探してみるとたとえば最後に行った結婚式を思い出すような「自伝的記憶」に関する作業を行うすべての場所で格子状の活性パターンが見られましたつまり空間を認知するための仕組みは視覚的なイメージを生み出すためも使われているのかもしれませんだから私たちは過去の出来事を思い出すときその場面を思い浮かべることができるのですもしこれが本当ならあなたの記憶はこの密な相互作用によって場所細胞が互いに活性化させあいそして境界細胞が活性化しあなたの視点の周りの空間を構築することで始まっているのかもしれませんそしてグリッド細胞は視点を変えてくれますまだ言及していない「頭部方向細胞」はどの方向に顔を向けているかによってコンパスのように活性化しますそれらはあなたが創造したい視覚的イメージに合わせて視野角を決めますこうして結婚式場で起きたことを思い出せるのです以上のことは脳を構成する無数の神経細胞の活動から私たちがどのように記憶し想像し考えるかなどを理解する新たな時代の認知神経科学の一例にしか過ぎませんありがとうございました	If you have damage there, like in Alzheimer's, you can't remember things including where you parked your car. It's named after Latin for "seahorse," And like the rest of the brain, it's made of neurons. So the human brain has about a hundred billion neurons in it. And the neurons communicate with each other by sending little pulses or spikes of electricity via connections to each other. The hippocampus is formed of two sheets of cells, which are very densely interconnected. And scientists have begun to understand how spatial memory works by recording from individual neurons in rats or mice while they forage or explore an environment looking for food. So we're going to imagine we're recording from a single neuron in the hippocampus of this rat here. And when it fires a little spike of electricity, there's going to be a red dot and a click. So what we see is that this neuron knows whenever the rat has gone into one particular place in its environment. And it signals to the rest of the brain by sending a little electrical spike. So we could show the firing rate of that neuron as a function of the animal's location. And if we record from lots of different neurons, we'll see that different neurons fire when the animal goes in different parts of its environment, like in this square box shown here. So together they form a map for the rest of the brain, "Where am I now within my environment?" Place cells are also being recorded in humans. So epilepsy patients sometimes need the electrical activity in their brain monitoring. And some of these patients played a video game where they drive around a small town. And place cells in their hippocampi would fire, become active, start sending electrical impulses whenever they drove through a particular location in that town. So how does a place cell know where the rat or person is within its environment? Well these two cells here show us that the boundaries of the environment are particularly important. So the one on the top likes to fire sort of midway between the walls of the box that their rat's in. And when you expand the box, the firing location expands. The one below likes to fire whenever there's a wall close by to the south. And if you put another wall inside the box, then the cell fires in both place wherever there's a wall to the south as the animal explores around in its box. So this predicts that sensing the distances and directions of boundaries around you -- extended buildings and so on -- is particularly important for the hippocampus. And indeed, on the inputs to the hippocampus, cells are found which project into the hippocampus, which do respond exactly to detecting boundaries or edges at particular distances and directions from the rat or mouse as it's exploring around. So the cell on the left, you can see, it fires whenever the animal gets near to a wall or a boundary to the east, whether it's the edge or the wall of a square box or the circular wall of the circular box or even the drop at the edge of a table, which the animals are running around. And the cell on the right there fires whenever there's a boundary to the south, whether it's the drop at the edge of the table or a wall or even the gap between two tables that are pulled apart. So that's one way in which we think place cells determine where the animal is as it's exploring around. We can also test where we think objects are, like this goal flag, in simple environments -- or indeed, where your car would be. So we can have people explore an environment and see the location they have to remember. And then, if we put them back in the environment, generally they're quite good at putting a marker down where they thought that flag or their car was. But on some trials, we could change the shape and size of the environment like we did with the place cell. In that case, we can see how where they think the flag had been changes as a function of how you change the shape and size of the environment. And what you see, for example, if the flag was where that cross was in a small square environment, and then if you ask people where it was, but you've made the environment bigger, where they think the flag had been stretches out in exactly the same way that the place cell firing stretched out. It's as if you remember where the flag was by storing the pattern of firing across all of your place cells at that location, and then you can get back to that location so that you best match the current pattern of firing of your place cells with that stored pattern. That guides you back to the location that you want to remember. But we also know where we are through movement. So if we take some outbound path -- perhaps we park and we wander off -- we know because our own movements, which we can integrate over this path roughly what the heading direction is to go back. And place cells also get this kind of path integration input from a kind of cell called a grid cell. Now grid cells are found, again, on the inputs to the hippocampus, and they're a bit like place cells. But now as the rat explores around, each individual cell fires in a whole array of different locations which are laid out across the environment in an amazingly regular triangular grid. And if you record from several grid cells -- shown here in different colors -- each one has a grid-like firing pattern across the environment, and each cell's grid-like firing pattern is shifted slightly relative to the other cells. So the red one fires on this grid and the green one on this one and the blue on on this one. So together, it's as if the rat can put a virtual grid of firing locations across its environment -- a bit like the latitude and longitude lines that you'd find on a map, but using triangles. And as it moves around, the electrical activity can pass from one of these cells to the next cell to keep track of where it is, so that it can use its own movements to know where it is in its environment. Do people have grid cells? Well because all of the grid-like firing patterns have the same axes of symmetry, the same orientations of grid, shown in orange here, it means that the net activity of all of the grid cells in a particular part of the brain should change So we can put people in an MRI scanner and have them do a little video game like the one I showed you and look for this signal. And indeed, you do see it in the human entorhinal cortex, which is the same part of the brain that you see grid cells in rats. So back to Homer. He's probably remembering where his car was in terms of the distances and directions to extended buildings and boundaries around the location where he parked. And that would be represented by the firing of boundary-detecting cells. He's also remembering the path he took out of the car park, which would be represented in the firing of grid cells. Now both of these kinds of cells can make the place cells fire. And he can return to the location where he parked by moving so as to find where it is that best matches the firing pattern of the place cells in his brain currently with the stored pattern where he parked his car. And that guides him back to that location irrespective of visual cues like whether his car's actually there. Maybe it's been towed. But he knows where it was, so he knows to go and get it. So beyond spatial memory, if we look for this grid-like firing pattern throughout the whole brain, we see it in a whole series of locations which are always active when we do all kinds of autobiographical memory tasks, like remembering the last time you went to a wedding, for example. So it may be that the neural mechanisms for representing the space around us are also used for generating visual imagery so that we can recreate the spatial scene, at least, of the events that have happened to us when we want to imagine them. So if this was happening, your memories could start by place cells activating each other via these dense interconnections and then reactivating boundary cells to create the spatial structure of the scene around your viewpoint. And grid cells could move this viewpoint through that space. Another kind of cell, head direction cells, which I didn't mention yet, they fire like a compass according to which way you're facing. They could define the viewing direction from which you want to generate an image for your visual imagery, so you can imagine what happened when you were at this wedding, for example. So this is just one example of a new era really in cognitive neuroscience where we're beginning to understand psychological processes like how you remember or imagine or even think in terms of the actions of the billions of individual neurons that make up our brains. Thank you very much.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
NATOのコソボへの介入は、民族せん滅とジェノサイドを止めるために、多数の政府が他政府（セルビア）の主権への侵害を決めた一例である。対照的に、10年前のルワンダ、そして現在スーダンのダルフール地方で起こっている大量殺戮は、主権を最高権威と裁断すること、そのために無実の人々の殺戮を防ぐ策がとられていないことの高い代償を示している。	The NATO intervention in Kosovo was an example where a number of governments chose to violate the sovereignty of another government (Serbia) to stop ethnic cleansing and genocide. By contrast, the mass killing in Rwanda a decade ago and now in Darfur, Sudan, demonstrate the high price of judging sovereignty to be supreme and thus doing little to prevent the slaughter of innocents.	{ "source": "news_commentary", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
革新的視点をお見せします「ジェンダー・バイオレンス」は総じてこう捉えられてきた「善き男性が助けるべき女性の問題」でも私は正しいと思えない受け入れられない「善き男性が助けるべき女性の問題」ではない何よりもまず問題があるのは男性の方なのです女性の問題でもあるそれはわかるでもこの問題を女性の問題だと言う事自体問題の一部なのですまず男性が気にしなくなる「女性の問題」と聞けば男はそれを頭から追い払う「俺は男だ女の子の問題なんか」とねそして文字通り一歩も先に進まなくなるのですまるで「女性の問題」と聞くと― 頭の中のチップが神経回路に命じ違う方向を向かせるように「ジェンダー」と聞いても同じそう聞くと多くの人が「女性」という意味だと思う「ジェンダーの問題」とは「女性の問題」だと用法が混乱しているのですアナロジーでこの混乱を説明します人種の話をしましょう米国で「人種」と聞けば「アフリカ系アメリカ人」「ラテン系」「アジア系」「ネイティブ」「南アジア系」「太平洋諸島系」その他だと思う「性的指向」と聞けばそれは「同性愛者」「両性愛者」の事だと思う「ジェンダー」と聞けばそれは女性の事誰も支配層の事は気にしない人種的なアイデンティティやカテゴリー概念等白人にはなく異性愛者に性的指向はなく男性にジェンダーはないようだこうして支配のシステムは維持・再生産されるつまり― 安定した支配層は自分の優位に無自覚権力と特権の特徴とは考察の対象にならないという点内省する事のない不可視の存在である事私達が抱える主な問題は大体がそうなのです DVや性暴力でも見事なほどに男性について語られる事はほぼありません問題の中心は男性なのにこれから古いやり方で説明します基本的な所では古い人間なので映画作りではハイテクを使います教師としては旧式ですこのエクササイズで分かるのは文構造のレベルで私たちの考え方言葉の選び方がいかに男性を無視するかエクササイズのテーマはDV でも他の問題にもあてはめられます言語学者ペネロープ氏の研究成果です非常に基本的な文があります「ジョンがメアリーを殴った」問題ない英語です「ジョン」は主語「殴った」は動詞「メアリー」は目的語次の文に進みましょう同じ事を受動態で言っています「メアリーはジョンに殴られた」という文ですこうすると― 文はがらりと変わります「ジョンは殴った」から「メアリーは殴られた」へ焦点がジョンからメアリーになったジョンは文末に近づいて私達の頭から消えそうです三番目の文で彼は消えますその文は「メアリーは殴られた」主題はメアリーのみジョンの事は考えもしない昔は「殴られた」ではなく「ぶちのめされた」と言っただからこう言える「メアリーがぶちのめされた」これまでのものに続く最後の文とは「メアリーはぶちのめされる女だ」「ぶちのめされる女である」という彼女のアイデンティティは最初の文でジョンにされた事ですそして彼は話題から消えて久しい DVや性暴力に関する仕事だと被害者を責める傾向があると分かる何かをした人ではなくされた人を責めるという事です「何であんな男と出歩くんだ?」「何であんな男がいい?」「何で出て行かない?」「何を着てた?」「ホテルの部屋で男たちと飲むなんて何てバカだ」被害者を責める理由はいろいろですが 1つには人間の認識構造は疑問を抱くようできている為無意識に問うのです女性の事彼女の選択何をしていたか何を考え何を着ていたかを「やめろ」とは言いません女性の事を訊いても合法ですからでもはっきりさせましょうそれでは暴力は防止できない違う質問をしなければもうお分かりですねメアリーではなくジョンについてですなぜジョンはメアリーを殴るのか? なぜ DVは未だに世界中で深刻な問題なのか? 何が起きてる?なぜ男性は身体感情言葉その他の面で― 女性や他の男性を虐待する? 愛する人をなぜ?男性に一体何が? なぜ多くの成人男性が子どもに性的虐待を? なぜ米国そして世界中でそれが共通の問題に? 教会やサッカークラブボーイスカウト等大きな団体でスキャンダルが次々出てくるのは一体なぜなのか地方でも国全体でも常にその話題を耳にします子供への性的虐待です男性に何が?なぜ多くの男性が世界中で女性を暴行する? あるいは他の男性を? 男性に一体何が? 米国のいろいろな慣習がどのようにして虐待する男性を大流行ばりに作り出すのか犯罪者個人ではなくより根の深い社会制度の問題を理解する道です彼らは怪物とは違う沼から這い出て町に行き悪事を行いまた暗闇に帰るのではない「怪物だ」なんて甘すぎる考えです彼らはもっと普通で平凡な人間です問題は米国含め世界中での人の行いですいかにして様々な慣習が虐待する男性を作り出すか宗教の信念体系スポーツポルノ家族構造経済等がいかに交わるか人種や民族は? どんな仕組みなのかそれらの要素を組み合わせ重大な問題に目をやればどうすれば変われるのかを語れるやり方を変えしきたりを変え現状を引き起こす― 少年の社会化や「男らしさ」を変えるには? 疑問に思わねばならない事やるべき事は多いいつまでも女性の行動や対人関係にこだわっていてはそこにはたどり着けない今まで多くの女性がこれらの問題について発言しようとしそのせいで黙らされてきたそして不快なあだ名をつけられた「男性叩き」「男嫌い」汚らわしく攻撃的な「フェミナチ」に至るまでこの現象は何か? 「使者殺し」です女性が立ち上がり自分他の女性男性少年の為発言すれば彼女らはこう言われる「座って黙れ今の制度を続けるんだ」人は波風を立てて権力に挑む者を嫌う基本的には黙って座った方がいい幸い女性はそうしなかった幸い世界では多くの女性リーダーが立ち向かっている男性にできる重大な事とは女性が言えない事を言う事ができる事女性が言えば無視されても男性が言えば人は聞くそれは性差別主義という問題ですが実際あります私達はいつも― 男性にこう言う「もっと多くの男性が立ち上がり発言し女性に寄り添わなければ」「男対女の戦いだと馬鹿を言って対抗するのではなく」共に生きるのだからところで本当に頭が痛いのが― 女性の暴力被害やレイプに反対する運動を行ってきたフェミニスト等がどういう訳か反男性的と言われる事です大人の男に自分や母親妹や姉が― 酷い目に遭わされ悪影響を受ける少年はどうなります? 数に入らないのですか? 大人の男の暴力に心の傷を負った少年や若者は? 同じシステムが男性を虐待する男性も産むのです男性被害者について話しましょう男性の暴力被害の大半で加害者は男性です男女共通して言えるのは加害者は男性だという事私の知る男性の大半に家族友人等大事な女性がいますが彼女たちだけでなく男性に直接関わってくるわけです男性が発言すべき理由は多いそれは明らかですそうでしょう? スポーツ米軍学校で私と仲間達が行なっているのはジェンダー・バイオレンスの― 防止に向けて開発した「傍観者アプローチ」です大事な部分をお話ししますテーマを大幅に転換する試みだからです様々な例がありますが核となるのは男性が加害者女性が被害者または女性が加害者で男性が被害者と考えるのをやめる事「男」「女」と言いましたが男女以外のジェンダーもある女性が加害者で男性が被害を受ける事も何でもあり得る二分法で物を見るのをやめ全ての人を傍観者とみなします傍観者とはある状況下で加害者でも被害者でもない人です友人チームメイト同僚仕事仲間家族― 虐待の被害と加害に直接関係がないでも社会家庭学校等の一員として虐待の関係者らしい人と関わりがあったらどうする? いかに声を上げ友人に挑み手を差し伸べる?どうすれば― 虐待に直面し黙らずにいられる? 男性文化では目標は― 虐待しない男を連れて来てする男と対決させる虐待すると言っても女性を― 殴る男だけじゃない友人が恋人を虐待していたらその場で止めねばならないそれだけではないこれで社会を変えようというのは甘いそうなる前から男性がお互いに口を挟むようにさせたい例えばあなたは男性で男だけで遊び話し出かけるすると別の男が性差別的あるいは― 女性を貶めるような事を言う一緒に笑う? 聞こえないふりをする? 代わりに言ってほしい「笑えないね妹の事を思うとさ」「違う冗談言えない?」「他の事話すとかさ」「こういうのダメなんだ」あなたが白人で別の白人が― 人種差別的発言をしたら仲間の白人による差別発言を別の白人に遮ってほしいと思うあなたが異性愛者で様々な性的指向を持つ人に対し自分は嫌がらせをしないがしている異性愛者に何も言わないならある意味その沈黙は同意し加担するのと同じでは? 傍観者アプローチでは人々にこのプロセスを断ち声を上げ対等な文化を作らせるそこでは人を傷つける行動は法に反するだけでなく間違っていて受け入れられないのですもし性差別的な男性が地位を失うようになれば? 女性に対し性差別的で他の男の子や男性にも態度の悪い少年や若者がそのせいで立場を失うようになれば? 虐待は格段に減るでしょう加害者は病気や天邪鬼ではない虐待する以外は普通なんですキング牧師が短い生涯で残した名言の一つが― 「結局一番傷つくのは敵の言う事ではなく友の沈黙である」その通り一番傷つくのは敵の言葉でなく友の沈黙です女性や子供への男性の暴力この現在進行形の悲劇に対し男性文化は沈黙してきた何も発言しなかったこの沈黙を破らねばなりませんそれももっと多くの男性がですが言うほど簡単ではありません「破らねば」と言いましたが男性文化で他の男性への挑戦が‐ 難しい事もあり男性の問題であるだけでなく誰が主導権を握るかの問題だというパラダイムの転換が必要です立場をはっきりさせる責任を最終的に幼い男の子や高校生大学生には負わせられない力を持った大人の男性でなければ問題対策のリーダーとして責任を持ってもらわねば仲間文化で誰かが声を上げ仲間に挑み割って入るとしたらその人はリーダーでしょう? 大局的には有力な大人の男性がもっと優先的に取り組まねばしかし現状は違いますずっと昔米国の陸海空軍全部を相手に取り組んでいた頃ですが夕食の席である女性に言われました自分を賢いと思っていたのか「どれぐらい海軍に感受性訓練を?」と訊いてきました「失礼ですが感受性訓練を‐ 海軍にするのではなく海兵隊で‐ リーダーシップを教えてます」感じの悪い答え方ですが重要な違いです必要なのは感受性訓練ではなくリーダーシップの訓練ですスポーツの世界でも仕事をしますがプロの野球やサッカーの監督らが性差別的同性愛嫌悪的人種差別的な発言をすればブログやラジオで議論が起こる「感受性訓練が必要だ」と言う人も「放っておけ」と言う人も「差別語禁止の行き過ぎだ」「馬鹿な発言だが引きずるな」私の意見では必要なのはリーダーシップの訓練です発言者は酷いリーダーだからジェンダーやセクシュアリティ‐ 人種民族が多様な社会でその発言? リーダー失格です私が行っているこの主張をあらゆるレベルの権威権力を持つ有力な男女に皆で主張できれば事態は変化します人の考え方は変わります例えば私は北米のあちこちの大学のスポーツチームと働いている DVや性暴力を防ぐ方法は良く知られている教育プロセスの一環として全ての選手コーチ管理者の為に義務付けられた防止訓練をしなくていい理由はない簡単にできる事ですでもリーダーシップが足りない学生選手ではなくチームの監督や大学の学長等の責任者資金組織内の優先順位を決める人々にリーダーシップがないほとんどの場合「リーダー」は男性ですペンシルバニア州立大ではアプローチのお手本が生まれた有力な立場にある男性達が子供達この場合少年達を守れなかった例は信じ難いほど多い足を踏み入れれば分かります男性にかけられた圧力が男性は仲間文化で制約を受けるのでその圧力を突き破るよう働きかける必要がある例えばこう言う「大勢の男性がこの問題に懸念を抱く」本当なんです何万人何十万人という男性と何十年も働いていると分かるそんなに経つなんてぞっとしますね懸念を抱いている男性は大勢いるんですですが「懸念」では足りないもっと多くの― 根性勇気力モラルを備えた男性に共犯者の沈黙を破り仲間に挑んでもらわねば女性の敵でなく味方としてこれは女性に果たすべき義務です疑問の余地はない息子達への義務でもある選んだわけではないのに「男としてのあり方」を押し付けるそんな文化で育つ世界中の― 若者達への義務でもある彼らの選択ではない我々大人は選択する事ができる機会があり彼らに対する義務がある願わくばこの動きが前進し共に問題に取り組む男女が変化を起こせるように今は毎日起きている悲劇をこの先なくせるように事態の改善は可能なのですご清聴ありがとうございました	I don't see these as women's issues that some good men help out with. In fact, I'm going to argue that these are men's issues, first and foremost. Now obviously, they're also women's issues, so I appreciate that, but calling gender violence a women's issue is part of the problem, for a number of reasons. The first is that it gives men an excuse not to pay attention. Right? A lot of men hear the term "women's issues" and we tend to tune it out, and we think, "Hey, I'm a guy. That's for the girls," or "That's for the women." And a lot of men literally don't get beyond the first sentence as a result. It's almost like a chip in our brain is activated, and the neural pathways take our attention in a different direction when we hear the term "women's issues." This is also true, by the way, of the word "gender," because a lot of people hear the word "gender" and they think it means "women." So they think that gender issues is synonymous with women's issues. There's some confusion about the term gender. And actually, let me illustrate that confusion by way of analogy. So let's talk for a moment about race. In the U.S., when we hear the word "race," a lot of people think that means African-American, Latino, Asian-American, Native American, South Asian, Pacific Islander, on and on. A lot of people, when they hear the word "sexual orientation" think it means gay, lesbian, bisexual. And a lot of people, when they hear the word "gender," think it means women. In each case, the dominant group doesn't get paid attention to. Right? As if white people don't have some sort of racial identity or belong to some racial category or construct, as if heterosexual people don't have a sexual orientation, as if men don't have a gender. This is one of the ways that dominant systems maintain and reproduce themselves, which is to say the dominant group is rarely challenged to even think about its dominance, because that's one of the key characteristics of power and privilege, the ability to go unexamined, lacking introspection, in fact being rendered invisible about issues that are primarily about us. And this is amazing how this works in domestic and sexual violence, how men have been largely erased from so much of the conversation about a subject that is centrally about men. And I'm going to illustrate what I'm talking about by using the old tech. I'm old school on some fundamental regards. I work with -- I make films -- and I work with high tech, but I'm still old school as an educator, and I want to share with you this exercise that illustrates on the sentence structure level how the way that we think, literally the way that we use language, conspires to keep our attention off of men. This is about domestic violence in particular, but you can plug in other analogues. This comes from the work of the feminist linguist Julia Penelope. It starts with a very basic English sentence: "John beat Mary." That's a good English sentence. John is the subject. Beat is the verb. Mary is the object. Good sentence. Now we're going to move to the second sentence, which says the same thing in the passive voice. "Mary was beaten by John." And now a whole lot has happened in one sentence. We've gone from "John beat Mary" to "Mary was beaten by John." We've shifted our focus in one sentence from John to Mary, and you can see John is very close to the end of the sentence, well, close to dropping off the map of our psychic plain. The third sentence, John is dropped, and we have, "Mary was beaten," and now it's all about Mary. We're not even thinking about John. It's totally focused on Mary. Over the past generation, the term we've used synonymous with "beaten" is "battered," so we have "Mary was battered." And the final sentence in this sequence, flowing from the others, is, "Mary is a battered woman." So now Mary's very identity -- Mary is a battered woman -- is what was done to her by John in the first instance. But we've demonstrated that John has long ago left the conversation. Now, those of us who work in the domestic and sexual violence field know that victim-blaming is pervasive in this realm, which is to say, blaming the person to whom something was done rather than the person who did it. And we say things like, why do these women go out with these men? Why are they attracted to these men? Why do they keep going back? What was she wearing at that party? What a stupid thing to do. Why was she drinking This is victim blaming, and there are numerous reasons for it, but one of them is that our whole cognitive structure is set up to blame victims. This is all unconscious. Our whole cognitive structure is set up to ask questions about women and women's choices and what they're doing, thinking, and wearing. And I'm not going to shout down people who ask questions about women, okay? It's a legitimate thing to ask. But's let's be clear: Asking questions about Mary is not going to get us anywhere in terms of preventing violence. We have to ask a different set of questions. You can see where I'm going with this, right? The questions are not about Mary. They're about John. The questions include things like, why does John beat Mary? Why is domestic violence still a big problem in the United States and all over the world? What's going on? Why do so many men abuse, physically, emotionally, verbally, and other ways, the women and girls, and the men and boys, that they claim to love? What's going on with men? Why do so many adult men sexually abuse little girls and little boys? Why is that a common problem in our society and all over the world today? Why do we hear over and over again about new scandals erupting in major institutions like the Catholic Church or the Penn State football program or the Boy Scouts of America, on and on and on? And then local communities all over the country and all over the world, right? We hear about it all the time. The sexual abuse of children. What's going on with men? Why do so many men rape women in our society and around the world? Why do so many men rape other men? What is going on with men? And then what is the role of the various institutions in our society that are helping to produce abusive men at pandemic rates? Because this isn't about individual perpetrators. That's a naive way to understanding what is a much deeper and more systematic social problem. You know, the perpetrators aren't these monsters who crawl out of the swamp and come into town and do their nasty business and then retreat into the darkness. That's a very naive notion, right? Perpetrators are much more normal than that, and everyday than that. So the question is, what are we doing here in our society and in the world? What are the roles of various institutions in helping to produce abusive men? What's the role of religious belief systems, the sports culture, the pornography culture, the family structure, economics, and how that intersects, and race and ethnicity and how that intersects? How does all this work? And then, once we start making those kinds of connections and asking those important and big questions, then we can talk about how we can be transformative, in other words, how can we do something differently? How can we change the practices? How can we change the socialization of boys and the definitions of manhood that lead to these current outcomes? These are the kind of questions that we need to be asking and the kind of work that we need to be doing, but if we're endlessly focused on what women are doing and thinking in relationships or elsewhere, we're not going to get to that piece. Now, I understand that a lot of women who have been trying to speaking out about these issues, today and yesterday and for years and years, often get shouted down for their efforts. They get called nasty names like "male-basher" and "man-hater," and the disgusting and offensive "feminazi." Right? And you know what all this is about? It's called kill the messenger. It's because the women who are standing up and speaking out for themselves and for other women as well as for men and boys, it's a statement to them to sit down and shut up, keep the current system in place, because we don't like it when people rock the boat. We don't like it when people challenge our power. You'd better sit down and shut up, basically. And thank goodness that women haven't done that. Thank goodness that we live in a world where there's so much women's leadership that can counteract that. But one of the powerful roles that men can play in this work is that we can say some things that sometimes women can't say, or, better yet, we can be heard saying some things that women often can't be heard saying. Now, I appreciate that that's a problem. It's sexism. But it's the truth. And so one of the things that I say to men, and my colleagues and I always say this, is we need more men who have the courage and the strength to start standing up and saying some of this stuff, and standing with women and not against them and pretending that somehow this is a battle between the sexes and other kinds of nonsense. We live in the world together. And by the way, one of the things that really bothers me about some of the rhetoric against feminists and others who have built the battered women's and rape crisis movements around the world What about all the boys who are profoundly affected What about all those boys? What about all the young men and boys who have been traumatized by adult men's violence? You know what? The same system that produces men who abuse women produces men who abuse other men. And if we want to talk about male victims, let's talk about male victims. Most male victims of violence are the victims of other men's violence. So that's something that both women and men have in common. We are both victims of men's violence. So we have it in our direct self-interest, not to mention the fact that most men that I know have women and girls that we care deeply about, in our families and our friendship circles and every other way. So there's so many reasons why we need men to speak out. It seems obvious saying it out loud. Doesn't it? in the sports culture and the U.S. military, in schools, we pioneered this approach called the bystander approach to gender violence prevention. And I just want to give you the highlights of the bystander approach, because it's a big thematic shift, although there's lots of particulars, but the heart of it is, instead of seeing men as perpetrators and women as victims, or women as perpetrators, men as victims, or any combination in there. I'm using the gender binary. I know there's more than men and women, there's more than male and female. And there are women who are perpetrators, and of course there are men who are victims. There's a whole spectrum. But instead of seeing it in the binary fashion, we focus on all of us as what we call bystanders, and a bystander is defined as anybody who is not a perpetrator or a victim in a given situation, so in other words friends, teammates, colleagues, coworkers, family members, those of us who are not directly involved in a dyad of abuse, but we are embedded in social, family, work, school, and other peer culture relationships with people who might be in that situation. What do we do? How do we speak up? How do we challenge our friends? How do we support our friends? But how do we not remain silent in the face of abuse? Now, when it comes to men and male culture, the goal is to get men who are not abusive to challenge men who are. And when I say abusive, I don't mean just men who are beating women. We're not just saying a man whose friend is abusing his girlfriend needs to stop the guy at the moment of attack. That's a naive way of creating a social change. It's along a continuum, we're trying to get men to interrupt each other. So, for example, if you're a guy and you're in a group of guys playing poker, talking, hanging out, no women present, and another guy says something sexist or degrading or harassing about women, instead of laughing along or pretending you didn't hear it, we need men to say, "Hey, that's not funny. You know, that could be my sister you're talking about, and could you joke about something else? Or could you talk about something else? I don't appreciate that kind of talk." Just like if you're a white person and another white person makes a racist comment, you'd hope, I hope, that white people would interrupt that racist enactment by a fellow white person. Just like with heterosexism, if you're a heterosexual person towards people of varying sexual orientations, if you don't say something in the face of other heterosexual people doing that, then, in a sense, isn't your silence a form of consent and complicity? Well, the bystander approach is trying to give people tools to interrupt that process and to speak up and to create a peer culture climate where the abusive behavior will be seen as unacceptable, not just because it's illegal, but because it's wrong and unacceptable in the peer culture. And if we can get to the place where men who act out in sexist ways will lose status, young men and boys who act out in sexist and harassing ways towards girls and women, as well as towards other boys and men, will lose status as a result of it, guess what? We'll see a radical diminution of the abuse. Because the typical perpetrator is not sick and twisted. He's a normal guy in every other way. Isn't he? Now, among the many great things that Martin Luther King said in his short life was, "In the end, what will hurt the most is not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends." In the end, what will hurt the most is not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends. There's been an awful lot of silence in male culture about this ongoing tragedy of men's violence against women and children, hasn't there? There's been an awful lot of silence. And all I'm saying is that we need to break that silence, and we need more men to do that. Now, it's easier said than done, because I'm saying it now, but I'm telling you it's not easy in male culture for guys to challenge each other, part of the paradigm shift that has to happen is not just understanding these issues as men's issues, but they're also leadership issues for men. Because ultimately, the responsibility for taking a stand on these issues should not fall on the shoulders of little boys or teenage boys in high school or college men. It should be on adult men with power. Adult men with power are the ones we need to be holding accountable for being leaders on these issues, because when somebody speaks up in a peer culture and challenges and interrupts, he or she is being a leader, really, right? But on a big scale, we need more adult men with power to start prioritizing these issues, and we haven't seen that yet, have we? and I work extensively with the U.S. military, all the services. And I was at this dinner and this woman said to me -- I think she thought she was a little clever -- she said, "So how long have you been doing sensitivity training with the Marines?" And I said, "With all due respect, I don't do sensitivity training with the Marines. I run a leadership program in the Marine Corps." Now, I know it's a bit pompous, my response, but it's an important distinction, because I don't believe that what we need is sensitivity training. We need leadership training, because, for example, when a professional coach or a manager of a baseball team or a football team -- and I work extensively in that realm as well -- makes a sexist comment, makes a homophobic statement, makes a racist comment, there will be discussions on the sports blogs and in sports talk radio. And some people will say, "Well, he needs sensitivity training." And other people will say, "Well get off it. You know, that's political correctness run amok, and he made a stupid statement. Move on." My argument is, he doesn't need sensitivity training. He needs leadership training, because he's being a bad leader, because in a society with gender diversity and sexual diversity -- — and racial and ethnic diversity, you make those kind of comments, you're failing at your leadership. If we can make this point that I'm making at all levels of institutional authority and power, it's going to change, it's going to change the paradigm of people's thinking. You know, for example, I work a lot in college and university athletics throughout North America. We know so much about how to prevent domestic and sexual violence, right? There's no excuse for a college or university mandated for all student athletes, coaches, administrators, as part of their educational process. We know enough to know that we can easily do that. But you know what's missing? The leadership. But it's not the leadership of student athletes. It's the leadership of the athletic director, the president of the university, the people in charge who make decisions about resources and who make decisions about priorities in the institutional settings. That's a failure, in most cases, of men's leadership. Look at Penn State. Penn State is the mother of all teachable moments for the bystander approach. where men in powerful positions failed to act to protect children, in this case, boys. It's unbelievable, really. But when you get into it, you realize there are pressures on men. There are constraints within peer cultures on men, which is why we need to encourage men to break through those pressures. And one of the ways to do that is to say there's an awful lot of men who care deeply about these issues. I know this. I work with men, and I've been working with tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of men for many, many decades now. It's scary, when you think about it, how many years. But there's so many men who care deeply about these issues, but caring deeply is not enough. We need more men with the guts, with the courage, with the strength, with the moral integrity to break our complicit silence and challenge each other and stand with women and not against them. By the way, we owe it to women. There's no question about it. But we also owe it to our sons. We also owe it to young men who are growing up all over the world in situations where they didn't make the choice to be a man in a culture that tells them that manhood is a certain way. They didn't make the choice. We that have a choice have an opportunity and a responsibility to them as well. I hope that, going forward, men and women, working together, can begin the change and the transformation that will happen so that future generations won't have the level of tragedy that we deal with on a daily basis. I know we can do it. We can do better. Thank you very much.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
「......ィ......イチコ......イチコ!」「あっ、ぐっ...ここは...?」私は自分を呼ぶ声に鈍い痛みを放っている後頭部をさすりながらゆっくりと目を開け、ジャラリという音とともに体を起こした。ん?ジャラリ? 「良かった。起きたのねイチコ。」「っつ!リョウお嬢様!」目を覚ました私の前にはリョウお嬢様が居た。しかし、その両手両足には鉄枷のようなものが着けられ、鉄枷からは壁に向かって鎖が伸び5mほどの立方体上の空間が広がるこの場から逃げ出せないようになっていた。そして、私も同じだった。「分らないわ。突然貴方が倒れた後、私も目隠しに猿轡をされた状態で両手両足を抑えられてここまで連れてこられたから。」突然倒れた...?そうだ、思い出した。あの時私はリョウお嬢様に声を掛けられて近づいて行ったら...誰かから突然数十発殴られたんだ! くそっ、やられた。下手人はどいつだ?どんなスキルを持っている!?いや、それよりもまずはリョウお嬢様を脱出させなければ...! 「リョウお嬢様。少々のご辛抱を!≪短距離転移≫発動!」私は鉄枷の呪縛から逃れるためにスキルを使い目の前に転移した...はずだった。なのに私の位置は全く変わっていなかった。これは一体!? 「無駄だよ。」そして、スキルが失敗に終わると同時にどこからともなく男の声が聞こえてきた。俺の目の前にの少女が居る。どちらも美少女と言って差し支えない外見で、お嬢様と呼ばれている方は色素が薄くて灰色になった髪の毛に白い肌、目もどちらかといえば赤っぽい。もう一人の護衛の方は黒髪黒目な典型的日本人だ背は平均より若干低めか。ん?胸のサイズ?それなりと丘かな...。俺にはそこを気にする性癖はないけど。と、どうやら黒髪の方が逃げ出そうとスキルを使ったようだ。だが発動しない。発動しない理由はあの鉄枷にある。・封技の鉄枷I 着用したレベル10以下の人間・魔性のスキル使用を不可能にすると同時に着用者のステータスが閲覧できるようになる枷。着用者は捕獲状態として扱われる。創生コスト:4つ一組でHP,MP,SP各1000 「無駄だよ。」二人とも俺の位置が分からなくてあたりを見回す。ああ、そういえば霧状態のまんまだったか。なら形だけは人間になっておくか。「ここだよ。人間たち。」「貴様は...何者だ。」「俺か?俺の名前はクロキリ。このダンジョン『白霧と黒沼の森』の主だ。」「つまりは魔王さんですか。」「まっ、そんなところだ。」二人とも俺の方を睨みつけてくる。おお怖い怖い。てか、多分だけど信じてねえな。まあ黒一色なだけで外見は普通の洋服を着た大学生だもんなぁ。後でもうちょっと人間形態用に威厳のありそうな服でも考えておくか。「私たちをどうするつもりですか?」「すぐに開放してくれれば苦しまずに殺してあげますよ。」「ははは、悪いけど物理的攻撃が利く体はしてねえよ。そして君たちを攫った理由だが俺の眷族になってもらうためだ。」「...?」「!?」眷族。それは≪魔性創生≫で作り出せる魔性の中でもかなり特殊な魔性で、捕獲した人間を素体に改造を施し、主となる魔王の特性の一部を植え付ける形で生まれる。具体的な種族は主となる魔王ごとに違うが、眷族に対しては基本的に以下のような特徴がある。・スキルは人間のころから持っていたものはそのまま受け継ぐ。・幸運以外のステータスは人間のころの2倍・HP,MP,SPを本来の値から3倍・主の特性を表すスキルを習得・ダンジョン外での弱体化が純粋な魔性よりも緩い(てか人間だったころのステータスに戻るだけ)。・ランクアップし続けるとその内魔王になる。といったものだ。うん。素晴らしい。ちなみに魔王になると俺の眷族ではなくなり、支配からも独立することになるので油断したら自分の元眷族に殺されるなんてこともあるかもしれない。まあ、あるとしてもはるか未来の話だがね。「まっ、俺の安全。お前らの安全のためにもとっとと眷族化はしちまうか。≪魔性創生≫発動!」俺のスキル発動宣言と同時に大量のHP,MP,SPが抜け、魔法陣が二人の足元に現れ、光が満ち溢れる。そして、光が収まった後にはうっすらと霧のようなものを纏った二人の少女が倒れていた。うん。中々にエロいな。まあまずはステータス確認っと Name:那須リョウ Class:学生 Race:霧人 Level:1 HP:186/186 MP:234/234 SP:210/210 Status 筋力 16 器用 18 敏捷 18 感知 16 知力 26 精神 26 幸運 10 Skill ≪治癒≫≪霧の衣≫ Title ≪黒霧の王の眷族≫ Name:久野イチコ HP:258/258 MP:204/204 SP:222/222 Status 筋力 20 器用 28 敏捷 28 感知 28 知力 14 精神 16 幸運 9 ≪短距離転移≫≪霧の衣≫ Title 二人とも強いなぁ...。眷族補正舐めてたわ。えーと、霧人というのは俺の眷族種族みたいだな。特徴は霧のような魔力を纏い、周囲を加湿していること。で、≪黒霧の王の眷族≫は俺の眷族であることの証明。 ≪霧の衣≫は眷族化に伴ってついたスキルで霧人の特徴を強化・操作するためのスキルで纏っている霧を消して人間のフリをしやすくしたり、霧を濃くして回避能力や火属性耐性を上げたりできるようだ。「ぐっ...。」ふむ。もう目覚めたか。さて折角なのだし、「さて、自分たちの状況を理解してもらおうか。」	“...I... Ichiko... Ichiko!” “Argh, ugh... where is this?” I awoke with a jarring noise as I slowly opened my eyes, rubbing the back of my head, which was registering a dull ache with a voice crying out to me. Hmm? Jarring? “Thank goodness. You’re awake, Ichiko.” “! Lady Ryo!” When I awakened, I found Lady Ryo in front of me. Her wrists and feet, on the other hand, were bound with iron shackles, which extended towards the wall, confining her to a cubic space of around five meters on each side and rendering her powerless to flee. I likewise was in the same boat. “I don’t know. After you suddenly collapsed, I was blindfolded and gagged with my hands and feet restrained, and hauled up here.” I abruptly collapsed...? Yes, I now recalled. At that time, I was called by Lady Ryo and as I approached... someone suddenly struck me dozens of times! Damn, I was knocked out. Who was the perpetrator? What kind of skill do they own! No, first of all, I have to free Lady Ryo...! “Lady Ryo. Have a little patience! Activate ≪Short-range Teleportation≫!” For the sake of escaping from the constraints of the iron shackles, I utilized my skill and relocated before my very eyes... as that was how it should turn out to be. Despite this, I remained in the same position. What the hell is this!? “It’s futile.” And then a man’s voice arose out of nowhere, just as my skill ended in failure. Before my eyes were two teenage girls. They were equally stunning in terms of beauty. The one who was referred to as the “Lady Ryo” had light pigmented ash-colored hair, white skin, and rather reddish eyes. The other bodyguard was a stereotypical Japanese with dark hair, dark eyes, with a low stature. The dark-haired girl apparently employed her skill to escape but it failed to activate. The shackles were the reason her skill didn’t activate. ・The Iron Shackles of the Sealing Art I It is a restraint that disables the user’s ability to employ skills for humans and demons of level or below while simultaneously allowing the user to view the status of the victim. The person affixed to the shackles will be regarded in captivity. Creation Cost: each HP, MP, SP for a set of It was worth the effort to produce it... Although the cost was exorbitant, it was well worth it since it negated the ability of teleportation. “It’s futile.” Both of them were looking around, uncertain of my location. Oh, speaking of which, I was still in the misty state, wasn’t I? Then, I supposed I should be in human form at least. “Here I am, humans.” “Who are... you?” “Me? My name is Kurokiri, the ruler of this dungeon, ‘White Mist and Black Swamp Forest’.” “In other words, you are the Demon King?” “Well, sort of.” Both of them were glaring at me. Oh, what a horrendous dilemma they had landed themselves in. Well, they most likely didn’t buy my story. It was logical though, given that I was dressed casually, all in black, like a college student. “What are you intending to do with us?” “If you release me immediately, I will spare you the agony of a torturous death.” “Hahaha. My bad, but my body is immune to physical attacks. And the purpose of kidnapping the two of you is to turn you into my kin.” “!?” A kin. That was a fairly unique type of demon among the ones that can be created through ≪Monster Create≫ which entailed altering the body of a kidnapped human and then implanting some of the characteristics of the Demon King who served as their master. While the specific race varied from Demon King to Demon King, the following were the kin’s general characteristics: ・The skills that they possessed when they were human are inherited as they are. ・The status other than luck is doubled from the time when they were human beings. ・HP, MP, and SP are tripled from the original value. ・Acquisition of skills that reflect the characteristics of the master. ・The weakening effect outside the dungeon is less severe than that of pure demons (or rather, it only reverts to the status when they were human). ・If they continue to rank up, they will eventually attain the rank of Demon King. And that was all of it. Yeah. What a phenomenal thing... Incidentally, when one ascended to the rank of Demon King, he or she ceased to be part of the Demon King’s kin and would be independent of their rulership, thus there could be a potential that their former kin of the Demon King may kill them if they were not alert. Well, even if it happened to me, it would be a tale for the distant future. “Anyway, I am in a safe position for now. For your own peace of mind, I’m going to convert you into my kin straight away. Activate ≪Monster Create≫!” At precisely the same time as the declaration of my skill was invoked, a vast amount of HP, MP, and SP was released. A magic circle materialized at their feet with light surging forth. Then, after the light subsided, the two girls, cloaked in a wisp of mist, collapsed. Yeah. That’s rather erotic. First of all, I should check their status. Name: Nasu Ryo Level: HP: 186/186 MP: 234/234 SP: 210/210 Status Strength 16 Dexterity 18 Agility 18 Perception 16 Intellect 26 Spirit 26 Luck 10 Skill ≪Heal≫, ≪Mist Cloak≫ Title ≪The King of the Black Mist’s Kin≫ Name: Hisano Ichiko Class: Student Level: 1 HP: 258/258 MP: 204/204 SP: 222/222 Status Strength 20 Dexterity 28 Agility 28 Perception 28 Intellect 14 Spirit 16 Luck 9 ≪Short-range Teleportation≫, ≪Mist Cloak≫ Title You two are so strong... I underestimated the kinship’s correction. Kirijin seemed to be my kin race. This race was distinguished by their cloaking in a mist-like magical force that humidified their environment. And ≪The King of the Black Mist’s Kin≫ signified that they were my kin. ≪Mist Cloak≫ was a skill that came with the conversion to a kin and was used to enhance and manipulate the characteristics of Kirijin, making it easier for them to disguise themselves as humans by dispelling the mist they were clad in, and further improving their evasion ability and fire attribute resistance by densifying the mist. “Gu...” Hmm. You’re awake already. Well, since this is the right time... “Now, let’s try to have you two familiarize yourselves with your predicament.”	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 10, "inserted_lines_src": 4, "inserted_lines_trg": 12 }
14階層に薬草が生えているとして。ではどこに、という問題がある。もしやこの階ばかりは土壌豊かなのかもしれないとも考えたが、来てみれば変わらず茜色の満ちた洞窟のようである。この階のどこにだけ、薬草が生えるような特別な場所があるのだろう。「やはり金になるのだろうな。薬草の情報はかなり高い......自力で見つけられたらそれに越したことはないんだが」情報屋に頼らずとも、迷宮の大半の事情はギルドで解決できる。ギルド自体が冒険者から情報を買い上げ、それを精査して別の冒険者に売っているからだ。ギルドから買った情報を転売する自称情報屋もいるが、そうした輩は報奨金目当ての冒険者に密告され、すぐさま罰せられることになる。しかし適正価格ではあっても、ギルドからなんでも情報を買っていてはそれだけで破産してしまうし、ギルドが人を派遣して調査してから販売をするまでの間に情報の新鮮さは失われていく。それゆえに情報屋というのは廃れず求められる職業のひとつである。どこまで自分だけで探すか、どこから情報を買うか。そうした判断力もまた、冒険者に求められる素養なのだ。今回、ミトロフは情報を仕入れずに来ている。まずは自分たちでやってみる。それでダメなら多少高くとも買う。そう決めている。「この階では、蛇型の魔物が出てくるぞ」「蛇、ですか。ボアとはまた違うのでしょうね」地上でも蛇を見かけるが、どれも小さなものである。南方を占める森林にはボアと恐れられる巨大な蛇がいるというが、ふたりともに伝聞でしか知識がない。「トゥチノコと呼ばれる、寸胴の蛇らしいな。奇妙な絵だった」「名前の響きも不思議です。どこの国の言葉なのでしょうか」「さて。魔物の命名権は発見者にあるらしいからな。どこぞの異国の人間が発見したのだろうさ」洞窟の道は緩やかな傾斜になっていく。わずかばかりの上り坂だ。一歩ずつは大したこともないが、続くと身体に負担もかかる。ミトロフは自分の息が弾んでいくのを感じている。おかしいな、以前よりも体重は落ちたはず......昨日など、節約もかねておかわりを我慢したというのに......身体が重いのが不思議だ......これも迷宮の影響だろうか......。首を傾げて進む坂の上から、ふと、小さな影が転がってくる。馬車の車輪のように丸く、それでいて幅は広く、地面に吸い付くように、こちらに向かってくる。ミトロフは目を細めた。初めて見る物に思考が戸惑うが、そうした経験はすでに幾度とこなしている。なんだあれは、と考えてすぐ、答えに至った。「カヌレ! トゥチノコだ!」ミトロフはすぐさま刺突剣を抜いた。腰を据えて待ち構えるが、転がるトゥチノコの勢いが増していくに連れて、頬が引き攣っていく。カヌレが通路の端に大鞄を下ろし、盾を取り、ミトロフの前に戻ってきて、さて、と構えるころ、トゥチノコはすぐそこに迫っている。長い坂を下ってきたことで猛烈な速度になっているのは目に見えて明らかだった。「ミトロフさま、離れてください。止めてみます」「......大丈夫なのか? 馬車を止めるようなものだぞ」「今度、馬車も試してみましょう」軽口で答えてカヌレは足場を確認する。黒革のブーツで地面を叩いて足を固め、前傾姿勢で丸盾を構えた。ミトロフは少しばかりの心配を残しつつ、壁際に寄る。ゴロゴロゴロゴロ......音が聞こえたかと思えば、それはあっという間にカヌレの丸盾にぶつかった。「––––ッ」水の詰まった袋で思いきり殴りつけたような鈍い音だった。迷宮の遺物による呪いを宿したカヌレの膂力は人間を越えている。トロルの強靭な一撃すら防いでみせたカヌレは鉄塊のように立ち塞がり、盾をわずかに傾けて衝撃を逃す。トゥチノコが弾かれて空中に飛び上がり、壁にぶつかった。ミトロフは抜き身の剣を片手に走り寄る。床に落ちたとき、トゥチノコの姿はすでに丸ではなくなっていた。たしかに蛇の頭があり、尻尾がある。しかしその胴体は平べったく横に広がった寸胴であった。丸まることで車輪と化し、坂を転がり落ちるようである。ミトロフが見定めている間に、トゥチノコは頭をミトロフに向けた。不思議な光景である。トゥチノコの身体がどんどんと短くなっていく。ついには頭と尻尾が直接くっついてしまったように見える。そこでふと、ギルドで下調べをした資料の内容がミトロフの頭をよぎった。冒険者たちの走り書きがいくつも残っている物だが、そこに「剣角兎と同じ」と書いてあったことを思いだしたのだ。トゥチノコが跳ねるのと同時に、ミトロフはとっさに横にステップを踏んだ。真横を暴風が抜けて行った。風の音で重みが分かる。みっちりと詰まった風切りは、ともすれば剣角兎よりも肝を冷やす迫力がある。ミトロフは足を滑らせながら方向を変える。振り向けば、カヌレがトゥチノコを地面に叩き落としたところだった。しかしその叩きつけに、トゥチノコは少しも弱った姿を見せない。跳ねる動きと滑る動きを混ぜた奇妙な動作で離れていく。それは逃げるためでなく、再び先ほどの体当たりをかますために違いなかった。ミトロフは走って追いかける。どたどたと。跳ねも転がりもしないトゥチノコは遅い。しかし走るミトロフもまた遅い。ひいひい言いながら追いかける先で、トゥチノコは転身し、ミトロフに頭を向ける。再びみちみちと身体を縮こまらせていく。これはいかん、とミトロフはさらに気合を入れて走り込み、刺突剣を突き出した。同時にトゥチノコは跳ね飛んだ。ミトロフの右腕に凄まじい衝撃がはしり、剣が弾き飛ばされる。ミトロフは反射的に左側に身をかわした。突風に髪がなびき、右目は閉じられる。体勢を崩しながらも振り返れば、地面を転がっていく自分の剣があった。トゥチノコが串刺しになっている。壁に当たって止まったところを、取りに行く。カヌレも合流する。「......トゥチノコの突進を剣で出迎えた形になったようだ」「ミトロフさま、さすがです」「もちろん偶然だ」ミトロフは右手をぷらぷらと振る。剣をもぎ取られるような衝撃は、とてもミトロフが受け切れるものではない。「剣角兎のように壁を背にして躱すか?」「跳ねるのではないかと」「......そうだな。動きは止まらないか」黄土猪も剣角兎も、突進をしてくるのは同じだが、壁にぶつかれば動きを止める。しかしこのトゥチノコは、壁にぶつかれば跳ねる。待ち構えるということができない。串刺し状態のトゥチノコを前に、ふたりの会話は簡易的な作戦会議になりつつある。「カヌレはどうだ? 防ぐことはできそうか?」「坂で助走をつけられると、うまくさばくのは難しいかもしれません。受け止めるのに問題はないのですが、やはり、跳ねます」「跳ねる、か」見下ろすトゥチノコは、背中から頭までの革が分厚い。身を丸めて転がると背中が、縮んで突進すれば頭がぶつかってくることになる。「硬い、というよりは、弾力があるんだろうな」ミトロフはしゃがみ、トゥチノコの頭や背を指で押してみる。「......ぐにぐにしている。硬いような、柔らかいような......不思議な感覚だ」「甲殻のように硬ければ割れるでしょうから、その弾力で衝撃を殺しているのでしょう。ミトロフさまの剣が刺さったのはそのためですね。鋭さが対策の鍵、かもしれません」「攻撃は通ると分かったからな、あとはこいつをどう止めるか、というのが問題か」「......ミトロフさま?」「この感触は、どうにも癖になるな。カヌレも触ってみろ」「はあ......そう仰るなら」カヌレはミトロフの横にしゃがみ、同じように指先でトゥチノコの背を押し込んだ。「たしかに......これは不思議な......」「そうだろう」「どうやってトゥチノコを止めましょうか」「どうしたものだろうな」	There’s a problem with the assumption that medicinal herbs grow on the th floor—where exactly? Perhaps it was thought that this floor alone might have rich soil, but upon arrival, it was still a cave tinted with reddish hues. There must be a special place on this floor where only certain parts have medicinal herbs growing. “I guess it’s all about the money—information about medicinal herbs is quite valuable...It’s best to find it ourselves, but...” Most of the information about the labyrinth can be solved within the guild without relying on information brokers. The guild itself buys information from adventurers, scrutinizes it, and sells it to other adventurers. There are also self-proclaimed information brokers who resell information purchased from the guild, but such people are quickly punished by adventurers seeking rewards for tipping off the guild. However, even at the appropriate price, bankrupting oneself by buying any information from the guild is a problem, and the freshness of the information is lost from the time the guild sends out people to investigate until the time it is sold. Therefore, information brokers are still a sought-after profession that has not become obsolete. Deciding how far to search on their own and when to buy information is also a quality required of adventurers. This time, Mitrof came without buying any information. They decided to try on their own first, and if that failed, they would buy information at a higher price. “In this level, snake-like monsters appear.” “Snakes? That’s different from boas, isn’t it?” Snakes can also be found on the surface, but they are all small. It is said that there are giant snakes feared as boas in the southern forests, but both of them only have second hand knowledge. “It seems like it’s a barrel-shaped snake called a tsuchinoko—it’s a strange picture.” “The name also sounds mysterious—I wonder what language it is from.” “Well, the discoverer has the naming rights for the monster—It could have been discovered by someone from some foreign country.” The path in the cave gradually sloped upward. It was only a small uphill step, but as they continued, the burden on Mitrof’s bodies grew. He could feel their breath becoming heavy. ‘It’s strange, my weight should have decreased compared to before... Yesterday, I even held back from asking for seconds to save money... It’s strange that my body feels heavy... Could this be the influence of the labyrinth...?’ As Mitrof tilted his head and proceeded up the slope, a small shadow suddenly rolled towards him. It was round like a carriage wheel and yet wide, sticking to the ground as it rolled towards him. Mitrof squinted his eyes. Despite the fact that the first sight of this thing confused his thoughts, he had previously encountered similar situations several times. He thought about what it could be and immediately came to the answer. “Canule!—It’s a tsuchinoko!” Mitrof quickly unsheathed his rapier. He sat back and waited for it, but as the tsuchinoko increased in momentum, his cheeks began to twitch. Canule had placed the large bag at the end of the passage, taken her shield, and returned to stand in front of Mitrof. As soon as she got into position, the tsuchinoko was just around the corner. It was clear that the tsuchinoko had reached tremendous speed after coming down a long slope. “Mitrof-sama, please step back—I’ll try to stop it.” “... Are you sure about this? It’s like trying to stop a carriage.” “Next time, let’s try stopping a carriage too.” Canule replied with a joke as she checked her footing. She pounded the ground with her black leather boots to secure her stance, then lowered her body and held up her round shield. Mitrof had some lingering worries as he pressed his back against the wall. Rumble, rumble... Before he knew it, the sound approached, and then it collided with Canule’s shield. “—Uh.” It was a dull sound, as if someone struck a bag full of water. Canule, who was carrying the curse of the labyrinth’s relic, possessed strength beyond that of a human being. She demonstrated her ability to even block a powerful hit from a troll, standing like a lump of iron, slightly tilting her shield to deflect the impact. The tsuchinoko bounced into the air and slammed into the wall. Mitrof ran up with a drawn sword in one hand. When it fell to the ground, the tsuchinoko was no longer round. It certainly had a snake’s head and a tail, but its body was flattened and widened horizontally, resembling a fat cylinder. By rolling up, it seemed like it could turn into a wheel and roll down the slope. While Mitrof was observing, the tsuchinoko turned its head towards him. It was a strange sight. The tsuchinoko’s body was getting shorter and shorter, until eventually the head and tail seemed to connect directly together. It was then that Mitrof remembered the contents of the research he had done in the guild. Among the adventurers’ scribbles was a note that said, “Like a swordhorned rabbit.” As the tsuchinoko jumped, Mitrof instinctively stepped to the side. A gust of wind rushed past him. The weight of the wind was evident from the sound. Its tightly packed airstream had a force that could freeze one’s blood, even more so than that of the swordhorned rabbit. Mitrof slipped and changed his direction. Turning around, he saw that Canule had slammed the tsuchinoko to the ground. However, the tsuchinoko showed no sign of weakening, even after being knocked back. Using its strange bouncing and sliding movements, it moved away. It wasn’t to escape, but undoubtedly to perform another tackle like before. Mitrof chased after it, running clumsily. The tsuchinoko, which neither bounced nor rolled, was slow. However, Mitrof, who was running, was also slow. Finally catching up while panting, Mitrof saw the tsuchinoko turn around and face him, crouching its body again. Realizing the danger, Mitrof put more effort into running and extended his thrust sword. At the same time, the tsuchinoko jumped. A tremendous impact hit Mitrof’s right arm, causing the sword to be knocked away. Mitrof reflexively dodged to the left. His hair fluttered in the wind, and his right eye closed. He became aware that his sword was skewering the tsuchinoko as he struggled to straighten himself out. He stopped where it hit the wall and went to retrieve it. Canule joined him. “...it seems that the tsuchinoko’s charge was met with a sword.” “Mitrof-sama, that was impressive.” “Of course, it was just a coincidence.” Mitrof wobbled his right hand. He couldn’t handle the impact, which felt like his sword was being ripped out of his hand. “Should we dodge with our backs against the wall like we did to the swordhorn rabbits?” “I thought it would bounce.” “...Yeah, maybe we shouldn’t stop moving.” Ochre boars and swordhorn rabbits stop moving when they hit a wall during their charge, but this tsuchinoko bounces off when it hits a wall. They can’t wait for it to attack. In the face of tsuchinoko skewered on a stick, their conversation is turning into a simple strategy meeting. “How about Canule? Can she guard against it?” “It might be difficult to deal with if it gets a running start on a slope—It’s not a problem to block it, but it still bounces back.” “Bounces back, huh.” The Tsuchinoko, viewed from above, had thick leather from its back to its head. When it curled up and rolled, its back would shrink, and if it charged forward, its head would hit you. “It’s not just hard, but it seems to have elasticity.” Mitrof squats down and presses his fingers onto the tsuchinoko’s head and back. “...It’s squishy. It’s hard and soft at the same time...It’s a strange sensation.” “If it was as hard as a shell, it would break under pressure, so it’s using that elasticity to absorb the impact—that’s why Mitrof-sama’s sword was able to penetrate it—sharpness may be the key to counteracting it.” “We know the attacks work, so the problem now is how to stop it.” “...Mitrof-sama?” “This feeling is becoming addicting—Canule, try touching it too.” “If you say so.” Canule squats beside Mitrof and gently presses her fingertips onto the Tsuchinoko’s back. “Indeed...this is quite strange.” “That’s right.” “How do we stop the tsuchinoko?” “I wonder what we should do.”	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 5, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
数日前食料品店での行列に座って並んでいたとき店主とお客さんの一人が喋っていましたそして店主はお客さんに 1万本のミサイルがイスラエルに飛んでくると説明していましたそれに対してお客さんは「違う 1日1万本だよ」と言うんです 1万本のミサイルという言葉がイスラエルの現状を象徴していますイランとの戦争危機はもう10年になり怖がる人たちも当然います毎年がイランとの交戦を回避する最後の機会のように思えます今行動しないと永遠に手遅れになると言ってかれこれもう10年ですいつかは行動する必要があるのでグラフィックデザイナーの私はポスターを作り先ほど見せたポスターを投稿しましたポスターを作るとたいていフェイスブックに投稿して友だちの反応を見ますがたいていは無視してシェアも何もしてくれませんたいていは無視してシェアも何もしてくれませんそんな毎日ですなので眠りにつきました私にとってはこれだけのことでした私は日々夜遅くに起きるという生活を送っていますいつも通り起きてフェイスブックを見ると過去最多のお知らせが待っていたのですどうしたんだ?と思って中身を見渡してみるとたくさんの人が私に話し掛けていましたその多くは全く知らない人でイラン人からの投稿もありました何事?って感じですよねなぜならイスラエルではイラン出身の人とは喋ることなく普通知り合いはいないんですフェイスブックの友達というのは近所の人たちがほとんどですしかし今回はイラン人が話し掛けてきますというわけで私はこの女の子に返事を書くことにしたんですポスターを見た彼女は家族を呼んでポスターを見せましたパソコンは家に1台でした家族みんなでポスターを見た後リビングに座り込んで泣いたそうです驚いた私は妻を呼んでこの話を見せました家族が泣いているという話を読むと妻も泣き始めましたみんな泣いてしまったのです何をすべきか分からずグラフィックデザイナーとして私が反射的に取った最初の行動はこの話をみんなに共有することですそしてみんなも共有し始めたのです翌日にはとても大きな話題になりましたすると妻が自分のポスターも欲しいと言うのですすると妻が自分のポスターも欲しいと言うのですこれが妻ですあなたが成功したんだから今度は私を入れてって少し真面目に言うとこのポスターは効き目があるから私だけではなく意見を述べたいイスラエルの人々が使えると思いました私だけではなく意見を述べたいイスラエルの人々が使えると思いましただから知り合いで賛同する人をみんなポスターに入れて共有しようと思いましただから近所や友人私の生徒を訪ねて写真をくれたらポスターを作るよと話して回ったんですこのようにして始めましたすると突然フェイスブックの人たち― 友達もそうでない人も自分が関与できると分かったんです一人の男だけでなくみんなでポスターが作れると分かり彼らは写真を送って頼んできました「私をポスターにして投稿してほしいそしてイラン人に伝えてほしいイスラエルの私たちは愛してるよって」そしてとても大げさになりましたつまり写真があまりに多いため友人たちに来てもらい― 多くはグラフィックデザイナー仲間です― 一緒にポスター作りをしました大量の写真があったのでうちのリビングは数日間こんな感じでしたイスラエル人のポスターや写真を受け取る一方でたくさんのコメントやメッセージをイランからいただきましたそしてこれらのメッセージを元にポスターを作りました人は文章は読みませんが画像は見るものです画像のメッセージは読むかもしれませんこれらはほんの一例ですこのメッセージはとても感動的です送信者はイランで育った少女ですが毎朝学校に入る際にイスラエル国旗を踏ませられていましたそして今回私たちが送ったポスターを目にして心が変わったと彼女は言いましたそして彼女は今青い星の旗― イスラエル国旗が好きなんですさらに彼女は私たちと会えることを願っていました最初のポスターを投稿してからほんの数日後のことでしたそれ以降イラン人たちは彼ら自身のポスターで返事をし始めましたグラフィックデザイナーが向こうにもいたんです! やばいですね顔は見せたがりませんがそれでもメッセージを伝えたいんです顔は見せたがりませんがそれでもメッセージを伝えたいんです返事をして同じことを言いたいのですこれはもうコミュニケーションですイスラエル人とイラン人がお互いに同じメッセージを送る双方向のストーリーなんです (あなたは敵ではない戦争なんて嫌だ) これは前例のないことです戦争の一歩手前にいる状況で従来なら敵同士の私たちが突然フェイスブックを通して言うんです「こいつ好きだよあんたたちを愛してる」この話はどんどん盛り上がりそしてニュースにもなりました中東では悪いニュースしか報道されませんしかし突然湧いたいい知らせはメディアの注目を浴びたのです「これはネタになる」ってそして色々な場所でニュースになりましたある日妻のミハルがジャーナリストと喋り質問をしていたことを覚えています「こんなもの誰が見るの?」「みんな見るさ」「みんなってパレスチナの? それともどこ?イスラエル?誰のこと?」「みんなはみんなさ」「シリアは?」「シリアも」「レバノンは?」「レバノンも」こんな会話が続きジャーナリストは「今日4千万人が見るんだつまりみんなさ」これは中国語版ですこれは物語の単なるスタート地点でした他にもすごいことが起こりましたドイツアメリカその他の国々でこの話題を取り上げるたびに新たなフェイスブック・ページができ同じロゴと物語が共有されますまず最初はテヘランにいるイラン人からのメッセージ「イランはイスラエルを愛してるではイスラエルはイランを愛してる? イスラエルへの愛を捧げます」パレスチナからの愛もありますレバノンからの愛も数日前にありましたここに並んでいるフェイスブック・ページは全て同じメッセージを掲げていますそれは人々がお互いに愛を捧げるというメッセージです実はこの時すごいことが起きていましたある友だちが言ってきました「『イスラエル』って検索してみてよ」当時「イスラエル」か「イラン」で検索するとこれらの画像がグーグルで最初にヒットしたんですこれらの画像がグーグルで最初にヒットしたんです人々の中東に対する見方を私たちは変えることに成功しましたつまり普段は中東について知ろうとして「イスラエル」と検索しても悪い事ばかりヒットします「イスラエル」と検索しても悪い事ばかりヒットしますしかし数日間だけ素敵な画像がでました「イスラエルはイランを愛する」ページは今では 80,831人がいいね!と言い先週は二百万人がページを訪れシェアしたりいいね!と言ったり写真にコメントをくれましたこんな感じでもう5か月の間私とミハルと友達で画像を作っていますこんな感じでもう5か月の間私とミハルと友達で画像を作っています単に画像を作るだけですが私たちは新しい現実を見せていますなぜならそれが世界の見方だからです中東のイメージは悪いものばかりでしただから私たちは良いイメージを作ろうと取り組む・・ただそれだけですこれを見てください「イランはイスラエルを愛する」ページですこれは私が作ったものではありません作ったのはテヘランに住む男性で戦死したイスラエル兵の追悼日にイスラエル兵の画像を載せたんです従来なら敵ですよどういうことでしょう? イスラエル側も負けていません私たちはお互いに敬意を表していますお互いに理解し思いやりを示していますそして友達となるのです時にはフェイスブックの友達になったり私生活での友達にもなります外に出て会うこともできます私は数週間前ミュンヘンにいましたイランに関する展示会を開催するために行きましたがフェイスブック・ページの人たちと出会いました「ヨーロッパにいるんだねなら行くよ」フランスオランダドイツからもちろんイスラエルからも集まり私たちは実際に初めて出会いました従来なら敵同士の私たちが初めて会いましたそして握手をしてコーヒーを飲み食べ物やバスケの話をして素敵な会話を楽しみましたそれだけのことです一番最初の画像を覚えていますか? ある日ポスターを描いた二人が現実世界で会って友達となるんです逆のパターンもありえますフェイスブックで会った少女はイランで生まれ育ちドイツに住んでいますイスラエルを訪れたことはなくイスラエル人を恐れていますそれが彼女にとっての現実だからです数か月間インターネットでイスラエル人と会話をした後彼女はイスラエルに来る決心をしました飛行機に乗ってベングリオン空港に到着すると「なるほどたいしたことないものね」と言いました数週間前緊迫状態が増しましたなので新しい運動を始めました「この戦争で死にたくない」運動です伝えたい内容はそれ程変わりませんが今回は少し積極性を加えようと思いましたまた素晴らしいことが起こりました前回の運動ではなかったことです最初のポスターでは足や横顔だけしか見せず素顔を露わにしなかったイラン人たちが正面を向いて語りだしました「問題ない私たちも賛同するよお互いに味方同士だから」どこの人たちかみてくださいイスラエル人とイラン人が交互に写っていますみんなただ写真を送ってくるんですクレイジーでしょ? では・・ (拍手) 皆さん疑問でしょうこの男は誰なんだって? って私はロニー・エドリーと言います 41歳のイスラエル人です二人の父親であり夫でもあります私はグラフィックデザイナーで学校で教えています私はそんなに純真ではありませんよくお願いされますが私の反応は「うんいやだけどねこれはきれい事だよ花束を送るような・・」私はかつて陸軍に所属し 3年間は空挺旅団の配属でしたそのため地上からの景観が分かりますどれだけ酷く見えるかが分かるんです私にとってこれは勇気の必要なことで手遅れになる前に反対側に到達しようとしました手遅れになったら本当におしまいです時には戦争は避けられませんしかし努力すれば回避できるかもしれませんみんなで協力すれば可能かもしれません特にイスラエルは民主主義で発言の自由がありますこういった小さなことで何かを変えられるかもしれません自分自身が大使として発言できるんですただメッセージを送って幸運を祈ることもできます妻のミハルに舞台に上がってもらい皆さんと一緒に画像を 1つ作りましょう画像がすべてなんですもしかしたらこの画像が役に立ち何かを変えられるかもしれませんこのハートを掲げてください私は今から写真を撮ってそれをフェイスブックに投稿しますタイトルはそうですね・・『平和を愛するイスラエル人』なんて素晴らしいんでしょう泣かないでありがとうございました	And the client was saying, no, it's 10,000 a day. This is the context. This is where we are now in Israel. We have this war with Iran coming for 10 years now, and we have people, you know, afraid. It's like every year it's the last minute that we can do something about the war with Iran. It's like, if we don't act now, it's too late forever, for 10 years now. So at some point it became, you know, to me, I'm a graphic designer, so I made posters about it and I posted the one I just showed you before. Most of the time, I make posters, I post them on Facebook, my friends like it, don't like it, most of the time don't like it, don't share it, don't nothing, and it's another day. So I went to sleep, and that was it for me. And later on in the night, I woke up because I'm always waking up in the night, and I went by the computer and I see all these red dots, you know, on Facebook, which I've never seen before. And I was like, "What's going on?" So I come to the computer and I start looking on, and suddenly I see many people talking to me, most of them I don't know, and a few of them from Iran, which is -- What? Because you have to understand, in Israel we don't talk with people from Iran. We don't know people from Iran. It's like, on Facebook, you have friends only from -- it's like your neighbors are your friends on Facebook. And now people from Iran are talking to me. So I start answering this girl, and she's telling me she saw the poster and she asked her family to come, because they don't have a computer, she asked her family to come to see the poster, and they're all sitting in the living room crying. So I'm like, whoa. I ask my wife to come, and I tell her, you have to see that. People are crying, and she came, she read the text, and she started to cry. And everybody's crying now. as a graphic designer, is, you know, to show everybody what I'd just seen, and people started to see them and to share them, and that's how it started. The day after, when really it became a lot of talking, I said to myself, and my wife said to me, I also want a poster, so this is her. Because it's working, put me in a poster now. But more seriously, I was like, okay, these ones work, but it's not just about me, it's about people from Israel who want to say something. So I'm going to shoot all the people I know, if they want, and I'm going to put them in a poster and I'm going to share them. So I went to my neighbors and friends and students and I just asked them, give me a picture, I will make you a poster. And that's how it started. And that's how, really, it's unleashed, because suddenly people from Facebook, friends and others, just understand that they can be part of it. It's not just one dude making one poster, it's -- we can be part of it, so they start sending me pictures and ask me, "Make me a poster. Post it. Tell the Iranians we from Israel love you too." It became, you know, at some point it was really, really intense. I mean, so many pictures, so I asked friends to come, graphic designers most of them, to make posters with me, because I didn't have the time. It was a huge amount of pictures. So for a few days, that's how my living room was. And we received Israeli posters, Israeli images, but also lots of comments, lots of messages from Iran. And we took these messages and we made posters out of it, because I know people: They don't read, they see images. If it's an image, they may read it. So here are a few of them. This one is really moving for me because it's the story of a girl who has been raised in Iran to walk on an Israeli flag to enter her school every morning, and now that she sees the posters that we're sending, she starts -- she said that she changed her mind, and now she loves that blue, she loves that star, and she loves that flag, talking about the Israeli flag, and she wished that we'd meet and come to visit one another, and just a few days after I posted the first poster. The day after, Iranians started to respond with their own posters. They have graphic designers. What? Crazy, crazy. So you can see they are still shy, they don't want to show their faces, but they want to spread the message. They want to respond. They want to say the same thing. So. And now it's communication. It's a two-way story. It's Israelis and Iranians sending the same message, one to each other. This never happened before, and this is two people supposed to be enemies, we're on the verge of a war, and suddenly people on Facebook are starting to say, "I like this guy. I love those guys." And it became really big at some point. And then it became news. Because when you're seeing the Middle East, you see only the bad news. And suddenly, there is something that was happening that was good news. So the guys on the news, they say, "Okay, let's talk about this." And they just came, and it was so much, I remember one day, Michal, she was talking with the journalist, and she was asking him, "Who's gonna see the show?"And he said, "Everybody." So she said, "Everybody in Palestine, in where? Israel? Who is everybody?""Everybody." They said, "Syria?" "Syria." "Lebanon?""Lebanon." At some point, he just said, "40 million people are going to see you today. It's everybody." The Chinese. And we were just at the beginning of the story. Something crazy also happened. Every time a country started talking about it, like Germany, America, wherever, a page on Facebook popped up with the same logo with the same stories, so at the beginning we had "Iran-Loves-Israel," which is an Iranian sitting in Tehran, saying, "Okay, Israel loves Iran? I give you Iran-Loves-Israel." You have Palestine-Loves-Israel. You have Lebanon that just -- a few days ago. And this whole list of pages on Facebook dedicated to the same message, to people sending their love, one to each other. The moment I really understood that something was happening, a friend of mine told me, "Google the word 'Israel.'" And those were the first images on those days that popped up from Google when you were typing, "Israel" or "Iran." We really changed how people see the Middle East. Because you're not in the Middle East. You're somewhere over there, and then you want to see the Middle East, so you go on Google and you say, "Israel," and they give you the bad stuff. And for a few days you got those images. Today the Israel-Loves-Iran page is this number, 80,831, and two million people last week went on the page and shared, liked, I don't know, commented on one of the photos. So for five months now, that's what we are doing, me, Michal, a few of my friends, are just making images. We're showing a new reality because that's how the world perceives us. They see images of us, and they see bad images. So we're working on making good images. End of story. Look at this one. This is the Iran-Loves-Israel page. This is not the Israel-Loves-Iran. This is not my page. This is a guy in Tehran on the day of remembrance of the Israeli fallen soldier putting an image of an Israeli soldier on his page. This is the enemy. What? And it's going both ways. It's like, we are showing respect, one to each other. And we're understanding. And you show compassion. And you become friends. And at some point, you become friends on Facebook, and you become friends in life. You can go and travel and meet people. And I was in Munich a few weeks ago. I went there to open an exposition about Iran and I met there with people from the page that told me, "Okay, you're going to be in Europe, I'm coming. I'm coming from France, from Holland, from Germany," of course, and from Israel people came, and we just met there for the first time in real life. I met with people that are supposed to be my enemies for the first time. And we just shake hands, and have a coffee and a nice discussion, and we talk about food and basketball. And that was the end of it. Remember that image from the beginning? At some point we met in real life, and we became friends. And it goes the other way around. Some girl that we met on Facebook never been in Israel, born and raised in Iran, lives in Germany, afraid of Israelis because of what she knows about us, decides after a few months of talking on the Internet with some Israelis to come to Israel, and she gets on the plane and arrives at Ben Gurion and says, "Okay, not that big a deal." So a few weeks ago, the stress is getting higher, so we start this new campaign called "Not ready to die in your war." I mean, it's plus/minus the same message, but we wanted really to add some aggressivity to it. And again, something amazing happened, Now people from Iran, the same ones who were shy at the first campaign and just sent, you know, their foot and half their faces, now they're sending their faces, and they're saying, "Okay, no problem, we're into it. We are with you." Just read where those guys are from. And for every guy from Israel, you've got someone from Iran. Just people sending their pictures. Crazy, yes? So -- So you may ask yourself, who is this dude? My name is Ronny Edry, and I'm 41, I'm an Israeli, I'm a father of two, I'm a husband, and I'm a graphic designer. I'm teaching graphic design. And I'm not that naive, because a lot of the time I've been asked, many times I've been asked, "Yeah, but, this is really naive, sending flowers over, I mean — " I was in the army. I was in the paratroopers for three years, and I know how it looks from the ground. I know how it can look really bad. So to me, this is the courageous thing to do, to try to reach the other side before it's too late, because when it's going to be too late, it's going to be too late. And sometimes war is inevitable, sometimes, but maybe [with] effort, we can avoid it. Maybe as people, because especially in Israel, we're in a democracy. We have the freedom of speech, and maybe that little thing can change something. And really, we can be our own ambassadors. We can just send a message and hope for the best. So I want to ask Michal, my wife, to come with me on the stage just to make with you one image, because it's all about images. And maybe that image will help us change something. Just raise that. Exactly. And I'm just going to take a picture of it, and I'm just going to post it on Facebook with kind of "Israelis for peace" or something. Oh my God. Don't cry. Thank you guys.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
グリーンと呼ばれているものは山ほどありますが我々のはどういう意味でしょうか? 3つの基準でグリーンを定義できます最初の基準:持続可能かどうか? つまり次世代利用の為保存しているかという事です代替手段か? 今日使っている物と違うか? または二酸化炭素排出量が従来のものより低いかという事です 3つ目:再生可能か? それは太陽、風や水のように自然に補充される資源であるか? 私のNASAでの仕事は次世代の航空用燃料を開発する事です究極のグリーンがなぜ航空用に? 他のあらゆるものと比べても航空機は燃料を最も使っているので代替燃料を見つけ出す事は NASA公式の指針なのです NASAの目標は次世代の燃料— 国産で安全で自然に優しいバイオ燃料を開発する事です今チャレンジしていることは先にあげた基準 3つの条件全てを満たすのが我々の究極のグリーンですなので+があるという事ですグレン研究センターのビッグ3は別の定義です世界の97%の水は塩水なので塩水を使うというのはどうでしょう? 三番目と組み合わせます耕地に適した土地は使いません耕地に適した土地は既に利用されているので世界中で不足しているからです 2番目:農作物と競合しない耕地は既に確立されていて新しい物を加える必要はありません最後に最も貴重な地球上の資源真水は使いません世界の97.5%の水が塩水ならば 2.5%は真水で人間が利用出来るのはその0.5%以下です人口の60%は地球の水の1%内で生活しているからです私が挑戦しているのは究極のグリーンでありさらにこのビッグ3条件を満たすという事ですグリーンラボへようこそ我々は次世代の航空用燃料を塩生植物を使い研究に専念しています塩生植物は塩分に対して耐性のある植物です多くの植物と違い塩気のある土壌でも育ちます雑草を使う事もあれば藻を使って研究する事もありますこの2年間に我々の研究所に 3,600人が訪れましたなぜ多くの人が訪問したのでしょうか? 我々が特別な研究に取り組んでいるからです下にはグリーンラボ右手の方には藻の写真が見えますもしあなたが次世代の航空用燃料のビジネスに参加するのなら藻は価値ある選択です現在資金提供も多くラボには藻を使った燃料プログラムがあり今 2種類の藻を培養していますこの写真の1つは閉鎖型光バイオリアクターでもう一方に見えるのは我々が育てているスセネデスムス・ジモルファスという藻の一種です我々のNASAでの仕事は実験的計算的方法をとり閉鎖型光バイオリアクターでよく混ぜる事です閉鎖型光バイオリアクターの問題は非常に高価で自動化され自由が利かなく大規模培養が難しいのですでは大規模培養には何を使うのでしょうか? 今世界中で開放型ポンドシステムを使い藻が培養されていますがそれはご覧頂いているような競技場トラックの様な形をした水車がある楕円形のものですよく混ざりますが最後の4周目には流れが悪くなりますその解決法はありますラボ内の開放型ポンドシステムでは自然に起きる「波」を使います開放型ポンドシステムでは波のテクノロジーを使い 95%が混ぜられ脂質の含有量は閉鎖型光バイオリアクターよりも高くなりますこれはとても重要な事だと思いますしかし藻には欠点がありますとても価格が高いのです安価に藻を生産できないのでしょうか? 答えはイエスです塩生生物でやる事と同じ事をします気候適応です我々のラボには真水から塩水まで 6つの主要な生態系があります可能性のある種を真水で始め少しずつ塩分を加えると次のタンクはブラジルと同じ生態系になりサトウキビ畑のすぐ隣でもこの植物を育てられますその隣のタンクはアフリカその隣はアリゾナその隣はフロリダその隣はカリフォルニアか外洋と似た環境になっています我々がしようとしている事は世界中どこでも砂漠のような不毛の地にも適応できる一種を探し出す事で今の所とてもうまく行っていますしかし1つ問題があります農業には 5つの成功の条件があります種子、土壌、水、日光そして最後に肥料ですよく化学肥料が使われますが我々は化学肥料を使いませんこんなにたくさん植物があるなら化学肥料を使っているはずだと思われるかもしれませんが塩水生態環境の分析結果では必要とされる物の80%はこれらのタンクの中にあります欠けている20%は窒素とリンですこれは自然界のもので解決します魚です刺身にせずそのままタンクの中に入れます魚の糞を利用します淡水モーリーを使って真水から海水にわたって気候適応の技術を利用してきました淡水モーリーは安価で子作りが大好き排泄するのが大好きです彼らが排泄するほど多くの肥料が手に入りうまく行くのです信じられないでしょうが土壌には普通のビーチの砂化石珊瑚を使っています “どうやって始めたんだ?”と皆さんお訊ねになります室内バイオ燃料研究室と呼ばれる種苗研究室で始めました 26種の塩生植物があり 5種が残りましたここで何をしているかというと苗を酷な環境に入れています死んでしまうのもいるのでここは「死のラボ」と呼ばれるべきかもしれません次にグリーンラボに来ます下の隅に見えているのは排水処理植物実験です大型藻類を育てていますこれは後で説明します最後に私が確かにラボで働いてるのが分かりますねちゃんと仕事してる証拠も見せないとねカブダチアッケシソウという種類です私の愛するすばらしい植物ですどこに行こうと全米で見かけるものです我々はこの植物が大好きです次はサリコルニア・ビゲロビ世界でも稀に見る植物です最も脂質の高い植物ですしかし欠点があります背が低すぎるのです次にユウロペアです最も大きく背の高い植物ですここで実現しようとしているのは自然淘汰でまたは生物学的適応させ 3条件を兼ね備えた背が高くて高脂質の植物を作る事ですハリケーンがデラウェア海岸を直撃した時大豆畑が失われましたそのときに新しいアイデアが生まれましたデラウェアを回復する植物はないだろうか? もちろん答えはイエスですコステレツキア・バージニカというアオイ科の一種は— 早口言葉みたいですが— 100%有用な植物で種はバイオ燃料に残りは家畜のえさになりますもう10年になりますがとてもうまく行っていますでは今からジュズモをご覧ください過剰な栄養分を好む大型藻で水槽の濁った水の浄化に利用されているのをご存知の方もいるでしょうこの種類は非常に重要ですこの植物の特性はプラスチックに似ていてこれをバイオプラスチックに変換しようとしています成功すればプラスチック製造業に革命が起こりますそれで燃料プログラムに使う種がありますがこのバイオマスをなんとかしなければなりません次世代の航空に特化した航空用燃料を見つけ出すためにガスクロを使っての検出脂質の最適化等を行っていきます今まで水と燃料についてお話してきましたが研究中アッケシソウについて興味深い事が発見されましたアッケシソウは食用にもできますこれは広める価値のあるアイデアですよねサハラ以南のアフリカ海に隣接した場所、塩水不毛の砂漠に植えて食料としてまた燃料として使えたらどうでしょうか? しかも安価に作れるのですこちらのドイツの温室ではこのように健康食品として販売されていますこれは収穫物ですが中央にあるのは塩漬けにされたエビ料理ですこれは冗談ですがアッケシソウは海の豆、シーアスパラガスピックルウィードと呼ばれていますつまり草の漬け物を漬けていますジョークのつもりでした下に見えるのはマスタードですマスタードとこの塩生植物が合わさればとても素敵なスナックの出来上がりですぜひクラッカーと一緒にどうぞ最後にアッケシソウのニンニク和え私のお気に入りですこれで水、燃料、食糧確保グリーンラボチーム無くして実現できないことですマイアミ・ヒートのビッグスリーのように NASA GRCにもビッグスリーがいます私とリーダーのヘンドリックス教授それにシェイト博士の3人ですグリーンラボの主力は学生達です 2年以上で世界中から来た35人の学生がグリーンラボで働きました部門長によく言われます “君たちはグリーン大学”だなってね私はこう答えています “それで良いんです次世代の究極のグリーン貢献者育成が重要だからです” スピーチの初頭に述べた我々が考えていることは世界の食料、燃料、水問題の解決策でしたその目的達成には何かが欠けています我々は電気を使っていますがそれも解決策がありますこのようなクリーンエネルギーを使っているのです 2つの風力タービンがラボに接続されていますこれから4つか5つ加える事になっていますとても興味深い物も使っています NASAグレン研究センターにある太陽電池の設置場所です 15年使われていませんでしたが電気工学エンジニアの同僚と私はまだこれは使えるとわかったのでいま修理調節しています 30日でグリーンラボに接続できるようになるでしょう赤と黄色の囲みは何か説明しましょう多くの人はNASAの人間は土曜日は休みだと思いがちですがこれは土曜日に撮影した物です黄色いトラックしか見えませんがこれは私のです私は土曜日にも働いているんですこれこそ私が働いている証拠です殆どの人のようにすべき仕事はしますからこのような構想がありますオハイオ州のスマートグリッド構想のためにマイクログリッドの試験台としてグリーンラボを使うのです我々にはそれを実現する能力があり実践できると考えていますグリーンラボには実現可能です今日は自立持続可能な再生可能エネルギーのエコシステムを紹介しました私はこの構想が世界中に広まることを本当に願っています食料、水、燃料そしてエネルギーの完全な解決策がここにあります究極のグリーンであり持続可能で代替手段で再生可能 GRCの3条件を満たします耕地を使わない農作物と競合しないそして何より真水を使いません多くの人にこう質問されます “あなたはラボで何をしているの?”とその時私はこう答えます “君に関係ない何かしてるのさ”とね信じて頂けるかわかりませんが私の一番の目的はこのプロジェクトで世界を救う事です	There's plenty of things that are being called green now. What does it actually mean? We use three metrics to determine green. The first metric is: Is it sustainable? Which means, are you preserving what you are doing for future use or for future generations? Is it alternative? Is it different than what is being used today, or does it have a lower carbon footprint than what's used conventionally? And three: Is it renewable? Does it come from Earth's natural replenishing resources, such as sun, wind and water? Now, my task at NASA is to develop the next generation of aviation fuels. Extreme green. Why aviation? The field of aviation uses more fuel than just about every other combined. We need to find an alternative. Also it's a national aeronautics directive. One of the national aeronautics goals is to develop the next generation of fuels, biofuels, using domestic and safe, friendly resources. Now, combating that challenge we have to also meet the big three metric — Actually, extreme green for us is all three together; that's why you see the plus there. I was told to say that. So it has to be the big three at GRC. That's another metric. Ninety-seven percent of the world's water is saltwater. How about we use that? Combine that with number three. Do not use arable land. Because crops are already growing on that land that's very scarce around the world. Number two: Don't compete with food crops. That's already a well established entity, they don't need another entry. And lastly the most precious resource we have on this Earth is fresh water. Don't use fresh water. If 97.5 percent of the world's water is saltwater, 2.5 percent is fresh water. Less than a half percent of that is accessible for human use. But 60 percent of the population lives within that one percent. So, combating my problem was, now I have to be extreme green and meet the big three. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the GreenLab Research Facility. This is a facility dedicated to the next generation of aviation fuels using halophytes. A halophyte is a salt-tolerating plant. Most plants don't like salt, but halophytes tolerate salt. We also are using weeds and we are also using algae. The good thing about our lab is, we've had 3,600 visitors in the last two years. Why do you think that's so? Because we are on to something special. So, in the lower you see the GreenLab obviously, and on the right hand side you'll see algae. If you are into the business of the next generation of aviation fuels, algae is a viable option, there's a lot of funding right now, and we have an algae to fuels program. There's two types of algae growing. One is a closed photobioreactor that you see here, and what you see on the other side is our species — we are currently using a species called Scenedesmus dimorphus. Our job at NASA is to take the experimental and computational and make a better mixing for the closed photobioreactors. Now the problems with closed photobioreactors are: They are quite expensive, they are automated, and it's very difficult to get them in large scale. So on large scale what do they use? We use open pond systems. Now, around the world they are growing algae, with this racetrack design that you see here. Looks like an oval with a paddle wheel and mixes really well, but when it gets around the last turn, which I call turn four — it's stagnant. We actually have a solution for that. In the GreenLab in our open pond system we use something that happens in nature: waves. We actually use wave technology on our open pond systems. We have 95 percent mixing and our lipid content is higher than a closed photobioreactor system, which we think is significant. There is a drawback to algae, however: It's very expensive. Is there a way to produce algae inexpensively? And the answer is: yes. We do the same thing we do with halophytes, and that is: climatic adaptation. In our GreenLab we have six primary ecosystems that range from freshwater all the way to saltwater. What we do: We take a potential species, we start at freshwater, we add a little bit more salt, when the second tank here will be the same ecosystem as Brazil — right next to the sugar cane fields you can have our plants — the next tank represents Africa, the next tank represents Arizona, the next tank represents Florida, and the next tank represents California or the open ocean. What we are trying to do is to come up with a single species that can survive anywhere in the world, where there's barren desert. We are being very successful so far. Now, here's one of the problems. If you are a farmer, you need five things to be successful: You need seeds, you need soil, you need water and you need sun, and the last thing that you need is fertilizer. Most people use chemical fertilizers. But guess what? We do not use chemical fertilizer. Wait a second! I just saw lots of greenery in your GreenLab. You have to use fertilizer. Believe it or not, in our analysis of our saltwater ecosystems 80 percent of what we need are in these tanks themselves. The 20 percent that's missing is nitrogen and phosphorous. We have a natural solution: fish. No we don't cut up the fish and put them in there. Fish waste is what we use. As a matter of fact we use freshwater mollies, that we've used our climatic adaptation technique from freshwater all the way to seawater. Freshwater mollies: cheap, they love to make babies, and they love to go to the bathroom. And the more they go to the bathroom, the more fertilizer we get, the better off we are, believe it or not. It should be noted that we use sand as our soil, regular beach sand. Fossilized coral. So a lot of people ask me, "How did you get started?" Well, we got started in what we call the indoor biofuels lab. It's a seedling lab. We have 26 different species of halophytes, and five are winners. What we do here is — actually it should be called a death lab, 'cause we try to kill the seedlings, make them rough — and then we come to the GreenLab. What you see in the lower corner is a wastewater treatment plant experiment that we are growing, a macro-algae that I'll talk about in a minute. And lastly, it's me actually working in the lab to prove to you I do work, I don't just talk about what I do. Here's the plant species. Salicornia virginica. It's a wonderful plant. I love that plant. Everywhere we go we see it. It's all over the place, from Maine all the way to California. We love that plant. Second is Salicornia bigelovii. Very difficult to get around the world. It is the highest lipid content that we have, but it has a shortcoming: It's short. Now you take europaea, which is the largest or the tallest plant that we have. And what we are trying to do with natural selection or adaptive biology — combine all three to make a high-growth, high-lipid plant. Next, when a hurricane decimated the Delaware Bay — soybean fields gone — we came up with an idea: Can you have a plant that has a land reclamation positive in Delaware? And the answer is yes. It's called seashore mallow. Kosteletzkya virginica — say that five times fast if you can. This is a 100 percent usable plant. The seeds: biofuels. The rest: cattle feed. It's there for 10 years; it's working very well. Now we get to Chaetomorpha. This is a macro-algae that loves excess nutrients. If you are in the aquarium industry you know we use it to clean up dirty tanks. This species is so significant to us. The properties are very close to plastic. We are trying right now to convert this macro-algae into a bioplastic. If we are successful, we will revolutionize the plastics industry. So, we have a seed to fuel program. We have to do something with this biomass that we have. And so we do G.C. extraction, lipid optimization, so on and so forth, because our goal really is to come up with the next generation of aviation fuels, aviation specifics, so on and so forth. So far we talked about water and fuel, but along the way we found out something interesting about Salicornia: It's a food product. So we talk about ideas worth spreading, right? How about this: In sub-Saharan Africa, next to the sea, saltwater, barren desert, how about we take that plant, plant it, half use for food, half use for fuel. We can make that happen, inexpensively. You can see there's a greenhouse in Germany that sells it as a health food product. This is harvested, and in the middle here is a shrimp dish, and it's being pickled. So I have to tell you a joke. Salicornia is known as sea beans, saltwater asparagus and pickle weed. So we are pickling pickle weed in the middle. Oh, I thought it was funny. And at the bottom is seaman's mustard. It does make sense, this is a logical snack. You have mustard, you are a seaman, you see the halophyte, you mix it together, it's a great snack with some crackers. And last, garlic with Salicornia, which is what I like. So, water, fuel and food. None of this is possible without the GreenLab team. Just like the Miami Heat has the big three, we have the big three at NASA GRC. That's myself, professor Bob Hendricks, our fearless leader, and Dr. Arnon Chait. The backbone of the GreenLab is students. Over the last two years we've had 35 different students from around the world working at GreenLab. As a matter fact my division chief says a lot, "You have a green university." I say, "I'm okay with that, 'cause we are nurturing the next generation of extreme green thinkers, which is significant." So, in first summary I presented to you what we think is a global solution for food, fuel and water. There's something missing to be complete. Clearly we use electricity. We have a solution for you — We're using clean energy sources here. So, we have two wind turbines connected to the GreenLab, we have four or five more hopefully coming soon. We are also using something that is quite interesting — there is a solar array field at NASA's Glenn Research Center, hasn't been used for 15 years. Along with some of my electrical engineering colleagues, we realized that they are still viable, so we are refurbishing them right now. In about 30 days or so they'll be connected to the GreenLab. And the reason why you see red, red and yellow, is a lot of people think NASA employees don't work on Saturday — This is a picture taken on Saturday. There are no cars around, but you see my truck in yellow. I work on Saturday. This is a proof to you that I'm working. 'Cause we do what it takes to get the job done, most people know that. Here's a concept with this: We are using the GreenLab for a micro-grid test bed for the smart grid concept in Ohio. We have the ability to do that, and I think it's going to work. So, GreenLab Research Facility. A self-sustainable renewable energy ecosystem was presented today. We really, really hope this concept catches on worldwide. We think we have a solution for food, water, fuel and now energy. Complete. It's extreme green, it's sustainable, alternative and renewable and it meets the big three at GRC: Don't use arable land, don't compete with food crops, and most of all, don't use fresh water. So I get a lot of questions about, "What are you doing in that lab?" And I usually say, "None of your business, that's what I'm doing in the lab." And believe it or not, my number one goal for working on this project is I want to help save the world.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
アイヲンモール異世界店の屋上。屋上駐車場なのにキャンプ場みたいになった場所で、俺たちは食後のお茶を飲んでいた。 ......なんかマジでキャンプか野営っぽいんですけど。ちなみにお茶は、アンナさんが淹れてくれたこの世界のものだ。心を落ち着かせる薬草茶らしい。「そういえばアンナさんって、どうやって日本語を勉強したんですか? クロエからかなり読めるようになったって聞いたんですけど」「そうだナオヤ! アンナはすごいんだぞ!」「どうやって、ですか? 乙女の秘密です」「おとめ。そりゃ21歳だけどそれは享年でアンナさんはアンデッドでそれから何年経ってる——」「ナオヤさん? 何か言いたいことでも?」「あ、いえ、なんでもないですはい」ニッコリと笑顔のアンナさんに思わず尻込みする俺。ほんと、アイヲンモール異世界店の従業員ともクセが強い。「ふふ。ナオヤさん、カギはコレです」そう言って、アンナさんは俺に手の甲を見せる。肌はすべすべで色白で、色白というかちょっと青みがかってるように見えてさすがアンデッド、じゃなくて。「ナオヤさんもつけているでしょう?」「つけて......? ああ、翻訳指輪!」「そうです。私はひらがなの読み方を教わって、国語の教科書をもらいました。何度も読み上げて正しい音にすれば、だいたいの意味は読み取れます」「え? でも、翻訳指輪って相手が話した内容が通じるだけで、自分が口にするだけでもイケるんですか?」「完璧ではありません。でも、わかるまで繰り返せばいいんです。この方法なら、「ほんとアイヲンがすみません。独学じゃ大変でしたよね? わかるまで繰り返すって時間もかかるような」アンナさんはアンデッド、それも『死者の王』とも呼ばれるリッチだ。さっき聞いた話では食事も、いまの話では睡眠も必要ないらしい。しかもスケルトン部隊とゴーストが配下だと。アンナさんを雇えば24時間勤務が可能で労働力もついてくると。「ブラック企業が泣いて喜びそう。あ、アイヲンがめっちゃ活用してたわ。スケルトン部隊は警備に清掃、ゴーストは監視にめっちゃ活用してたわ。ほんとすみません」「は、はあ、そうですか。なんか研究してるって言ってたし、学者肌ってヤツなんですね。ずいぶん青白いけど」「そうだナオヤ! アンナはすごいんだぞ!」「あーうん、わかった。俺も理解した。仕事に必要ないことを独学で勉強するって俺にはムリだ」「私にもムリだな!」「堂々と言うな前店長。でもクロエも日本語は少し読めるらしいし営業に必要な数字は出せるし、その辺は勉強したのか?」「ああ、アンナに手伝ってもらったんだ!」ともすごいなあ。俺もがんばらないと......ってバルベラは?」「......運ぶ。狩り」「なるほどバルベラは力仕事担当だと。見た目10歳の女の子なのにな!」「......食べる」「それは仕事じゃないから! まあ参考にするために、いろいろ食べた時の感想は聞きたいけど」「そうなのか!? 肉のことならいつでも私に相談してくれ!」「だから野菜食えエルフ! いまアイヲンモールで野菜売ってるだろ!」なんかで話してるとだいたい突っ込んでる気がする。それはそれで楽しいんだけど、いまのままじゃいられないわけで。月間売円の目標を達成しなければ、アイヲンモール異世界店は潰れてしまう。店長としての責任は重い。「それでナオヤさん、初めて見た街はどうでしたか?」アンナさんとバルベラに留守番を任せて、俺は異世界の街に視察に行った。アンナさんはニコニコと笑顔で感想を聞いてきた。「いやあ、想像以上になにもかも違いましたね。日本には魔法がないしモンスターもいないし、当然なんでしょうけど」一角ウサギの子供は俺たちを襲ってきて、斬り捨てたクロエの剣は木剣だった。交通手段は馬か徒歩で車はなく、保管や臭い消しの魔道具があった。「店や市場は......どうでしょうか。活気がないわけじゃないんですけど、うーん、なんて言ったらいいのか」「ナオヤ、よくわからないぞ! ほかにどこか見たい場所でもあったか? はっ! まさかナオヤは娼館に! しかも私に案内させて仔兎の肉で精を付けたナオヤはそのまま私も部屋に連れ込んで娼婦と二人掛かりで私を! くっ、殺せ!」「発想が飛躍しすぎだろ。これたぶんご両親のせいじゃないわ。クロエの妄想癖がヒドいだけだわ」「ふふ。お二人はなんだか仲良くなったみたいですね」バルベラはちょっと眠そうにまぶたをこすってる。「商人ギルドのギルド長、市場の店員、食事処の人たち、それに街を歩いていた人たち。みんな普通なんですよね。暗かったり落ち込んでるわけじゃないんですけど。ガレット売りの少女とそのお母さん以外は」「普通でなにか問題でもあるのか? 私にはわからないんだが。アンナはどうだ?」「さあ、どうでしょう。私は最近街に行ってませんし」「覇気がない、あんまり活気がないって言うと大げさなんですけど。楽しそうじゃない、普通、ニュートラルというか。ただ毎日を過ごしてるというか。モンスターがいる世界で、それはいいことなんでしょうけど」「なんとなく、ナオヤさんの言いたいことがわかりました」「おおっ、さすがアンナだ! それで、どういうことだ?」「ナオヤさん、『夢や希望が足りない』と感じたんじゃないでしょうか? ......でも、諦めや絶望も足りないようですけど」「そう、それです! さすがアンナさん! なんと言うか、みんなワクワクしてないんですよ! あとアンナさんが『諦めや絶望も足りない』って言うと違う意味に聞こえますね!」「ふふ、ありがとうございます」「いや褒めてないし! アンデッド、しかもリッチって諦めや絶望が好きそうですねってイメージしただけで!」街には雰囲気があると思う。活気がある、さびれた、楽しげな、暗い、騒がしい、静かな......街によってさまざまな雰囲気が。でも最寄りの街に行ったとき、いろいろ驚いたのは確かだけど、活気というかエネルギーというか、そういうものは感じなかった。「ナオヤ、それがどうかしたのか? 日々を生きているわけで、問題ないんじゃないか?」「ああ、まあ普通に暮らすにはそうだけどな。でも俺たちは、アイヲンモール異世界店の従業員だ」「なるほど、将来に希望が持てないとお金は貯蓄にまわり、消費に向かいにくい。つまりアイヲンモール異世界店の売上が伸びないということですね?」「アンナさんの理解力がヤバい! 本読んで独学しただけでおかしなレベルになってますから! いえ、その通りかもしれませんけど、そこまで言いたかったわけじゃなくてですね......」俺のモヤッとした感覚を理解しただけじゃなく、あっさり言い放ったアンナさんにビビる。前店長はクロエじゃなくてアンナさんに任せればよかったんじゃ、とも思うけどまあクロエは国から派遣されてるわけで。それにいまは俺が店長だし。「アイヲンモールに夢と希望を感じて、お客さまにワクワクしてもらいたいんです。アイヲンモールにいる時だけじゃなくて、来る前、帰った後、日常でも。なにしろ『アンナさんもバルベラもクロエもキョトンとしている。いまの俺の言葉だけじゃわからなかったらしい。そりゃそうだ、三人は日本のアイヲンモールを知らないから。だから、俺は語りはじめた。日本にいた頃の、俺の昔話を。ひょっとしたら、帰り道でクロエの過去を聞いたことも影響してたのかもしれない。	The rooftop of Aion Mall’s Otherworld Store. Even though it was a rooftop parking lot, we were drinking tea after dinner in a place that had become like a campsite. ...... Not gonna lie, this is really a good place for something like camping. By the way, the tea is from this world, brewed by Anna-san. Apparently it is a herbal tea that calms the mind. “I was wondering how Anna-san learned Japanese? Because I heard from Chloe that you can read it quite well.” “That’s right, Naoya! Anna is amazing!” “I wonder how? It’s a maiden’s secret.” “Maiden. You’re years old, but that’s your age when you are alive, and now you’re undead, and all these years have passed since then so-“ “Naoya-san? Did you have something to say to me?” “Ah, no, nothing at all.” Anna smiles at me, and before I know it, I’m flinching back. Really, all three of the employees at the Aion Mall Otherworldly Store have their own quirks. “Fufu. Naoya-san, here is the secret.” She showed me the back of her hand. Her skin is smooth and fair, or rather pale, with a slight bluish tinge. “Naoya-san is wearing it, aren’t you?” “I wear ......? Oh, the translation ring!” “That’s right. I was taught how to read hiragana and given a Japanese textbook. If I read it out loud over and over and make the correct sounds, I can read most of the meanings.” “Huh? But is a translation ring good enough to get through what the other person has said, or is it good enough for you to just say it out loud?” “It is not perfect, but if you repeat it until you understand it, you will be able to read most of the words. But you just have to repeat it until you understand. With this method, you can learn even if ‘you don’t have anyone to teach you’.” “I’m really sorry on behalf of Aion. It was very difficult to study by yourself, wasn’t it? To repeat until you understand seems to take a lot of time.” Anna-san is an undead, and she is also known as the [King of the Dead]. I heard earlier that she doesn’t need to eat, and now I hear that she doesn’t need to sleep. In addition, she has a skeleton squad and ghosts under her command. Hiring Anna means she can work hours a day, and the labour force comes with her. “I think the black companies are going to be crying for joy. Thank god she is in Aion. The skeleton squad is for security and cleaning, and the ghosts are for surveillance. Really, thank you.” “I-is that so, I see. I heard that you are doing some research and you are a scholarly person. You look very pale.” “That’s right, Naoya! Anna is amazing!” “Ah- yep, I understand. I figured it out, too. It’s impossible for me to self-study things that are not necessary for work.” “I can’t do it either! “Don’t be so proud of yourself, former manager. But I heard Chloe can read a little Japanese too, and could do the numbers needed for sales, so did you study up on that?” ” Ah, Anna helped me out with that!” “You two are amazing. I have to work hard too. ...... and Barbera?” “...... Carry. Hunting.” “I see, Barbera is in charge of the tough work. Despite the fact that she looks like a year old girl!” “...... eating.” “That’s not a job! Well, for reference, I’d like to hear what you think when you eat different kinds of food.” “Seriously! You can always count on me when it comes to meat!” “Eat your veggies, elf! There’s a vegetable stand at the Aion Mall right now!” When the four of us are talking, I feel like we’re all going at it together. Although I enjoy that, we can’t stay the way we are. If the monthly sales target of 100 million yen is not achieved, the Aion Mall Otherworld Store will go out of business. As the store manager, that’s my responsibility. “So, Naoya-san, how was your first time in the city?” I left Anna-san and Barbera in charge of the store and went to visit the otherworldly city. Anna-san smiled and asked me what I thought. “I was surprised to see how different everything was from what I had imagined. I guess that’s to be expected, since there is no magic and monsters in Japan.” The one-horned rabbit cub attacked us, and Chloe’s sword, which she had slashed down, though it was a wooden sword. Transportation was by horse or foot, no cars, and there were magical tools for storage and odour removal. “The stores and markets are ...... how can I describe? It’s not that they’re not lively, but hmm, what should I say?” “Naoya, I don’t understand! Is there anywhere else you want to see? *Gasp! Don’t tell me that Naoya wants to go to a brothel! Moreover, after Naoya made me lead the way to the brothel, he bribed me with rabbit meat and brought me into the room with him and the hooker! Kuh- kill me!” “That’s a big leap of imagination. Maybe it’s not her parents’ fault. Maybe Chloe’s just being paranoid.” “Fufu. The two of you seem to be getting along well.” Barbera is rubbing her eyelids a little sleepily. “The guild leader of the merchants’ guild, the market vendors, the people at the restaurants, and the people who were walking around town. They’re all normal. They’re not gloomy or depressed. Except for the girl selling galettes and her mother.” “Is there something wrong with being normal? I don’t know. What do you think, Anna?” “Well, I don’t know. I haven’t been in town lately.” “I’m exaggerating when I say it’s not very lively. I would say that they don’t look happy, normal, neutral, or just going about their daily lives. You know, just going about their daily lives. I guess that’s a good thing in a world where there are monsters.” “Somehow, I understood what Naoya-san was trying to say.” “Oh, as I expected from Anna! So, what does that mean?” “Naoya-san, I think you felt that they lacked [dreams and hopes] didn’t you? I think you also mean lack of [despair and hopelessness].” “Yes, that’s it! That’s what I’m talking about, Anna-san! What can I say, people aren’t thrilled! And when you say [not enough despair or hopelessness], that sounds like a different meaning to me!” “Fufu, thank you very much.” “I didn’t mean it as a compliment! I was just imagining that the undead, moreover, a Lich, might be attracted to a sense of resignation and despair!” I think the city has a certain atmosphere. Lively, deserted, joyful, dark, noisy, quiet ...... different atmospheres depending on the city. However, when I went to the nearest town, I was surprised by many things, but I didn’t feel any liveliness or energy. “Naoya, how can that be? We’re living day by day, so it doesn’t matter, does it?” “Ah, well, for living a normal life, yes. But we are employees of the Aion Mall Otherworldly Store.” “I see. Without hope for the future, money goes into savings and is less likely to be used for consumption. So you are saying that sales at the Aion Mall Otherworldly Store will not increase?” “Anna-san’s comprehension is at an all-time high! You’re at a ridiculous level just from reading books and learning on your own! No, you may be right, but I didn’t mean to go that far. ......” I’m scared of Anna-san, who not only understood my vague sensation, but also said it easily. I think it would have been better to leave the former manager to Anna-san, not Chloe, but Chloe was the one who was dispatched by the country. Besides, I am the manager now. “I want customers to feel dreams and hopes for the Aion Mall, and I want them to be excited about it. Not only when they are at the mall, but before they come, after they leave, and in their daily lives. After all, ‘The word [Love] is in the whole alphabet from A to Z’.” Anna-san, Barbera, and Chloe were all staring at me. It seems that my words were not enough to make them understand. That’s right, the three of them don’t know anything about Japanese Aion Mall. So I started talking. I began to tell them about my old days in Japan. Maybe it was because of what I heard about Chloe’s past on the way home.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 2, "inserted_lines_src": 6, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
自動車は私達を好きな場所へ好きな時間に連れて行ってくれますそれらはエンタテーメントの一種で芸術です所有者に誇りをもたらします車の歌が書かれプリンスは「小さな赤いコルベット」という素晴らしい歌を書きました「小さな赤いパソコン」でも「小さな赤い掃除機」でもなく車についての歌を書いたのです私のお気に入りは昔から「シェビーバンでメイクラブ」シェビーバンは大学生の時の車でした事実我々が世界中の市場調査をすると人は自動車を所有することに普遍的な憧れを抱いているのが判ります世界中で 7億5,000万人が車を所有しています驚くほど多いですでも知ってますかこれが人口のたった12%にすぎないということを我々はこう問うべきでしょう世界はこれだけの数の自動車を持続できるのか? そして次の10年 15年 20年の予測を見れば世界の駐車場はおよそ11億台の車両用に増大するでしょうそれらを端から端まで並べて駐車して地球のまわりを包んだら地球を125周するでしょう自動車技術は過去100年で大きく躍進しました車の排出物は飛躍的に減りより安全で効率的で 100年前よりかなり身近になりましたしかし事実は変わりません自動車の基本的なDNAはほぼ昔のままですもし我々が100年前ではなく現代自動車に伴う問題や存在する技術を理解した上で自動車を再発明したらどうするでしょう手に入れやすい価格が望ましく燃料電池は期待できそうです可動部品を10分の1にして内燃機関は燃料電池推進システムを使って排出物は水のみ電子制御とソフトウェアではムーアの法則を利用して車につながりを追求し我々は電気化学エンジン周辺の再開発に着手しました燃料電池水素をエネルギー担体としてつくったのが「オートノミー」です「オートノミー」は我々の方向性を示しました我々は燃料電池推進システムの主要な構成部品を全て具体化し「ハイワイヤー」を実現しましたそして昨年ここで「ハイワイヤー」を紹介しました「ハイワイヤー」は世界初の燃料電池車ですその後「シークエル」を発表しました「シークエル」は正真正銘の車ですビデオをご覧ください皆さんの心に疑問が浮かぶでしょう水素はいったいどこから得るつもりか? そして次の質問はこの種の車が市場に出るのはいつか? まず水素ですが水素の良いところは様々な異なる燃料から得られるところです化石燃料からでも再生可能エネルギーを含むどんな発電手段からでも得ることができますバイオ燃料からも得られますまったく素晴らしいですここでの構想は各地元のコミュニティがそれぞれ独自の方法で水素を作ることです今日世界で多くの水素が生産されています皮肉にもガソリンから硫黄を取り除く際に生産されています水素は肥料産業で生産されます化学製造工業で生産されます水素が作られるのは業務上で使い道があるからですこれが意味するのは我々は水素の作り方効果的生産法安全な取り扱い方を知っているということ我々は各都市のどこにスタンドを設置するか分析しました米国の各100大都市で半径3km内にスタンドを置くように設定し高速道路では40kmごとに設置すると全部でおよそ12,000のスタンドが必要ですそれぞれに100万ドルかかると合計およそ120億ドルですこれは大金ですでも今日アラスカのパイプラインを建設すればこの金額はアラスカパイプラインの半分ですでも我々が本当に実現したいのは家庭での燃料補給ですパソコンや携帯を充電するようにですから水素の将来性には非常に期待を抱いています問題は出来るかどうかではなく何時やるかです自分達が目標としたのは推進システムの開発です水素と燃料電池を基盤にして設計も確証もされ内燃エンジンと互角に張り合え -- しかも手ごろな値段で技量パフォーマンス耐久性を備えた推進システムですそれが我々が2010年に向けて行っていることです開発作業においてはそれが不可能と言う兆候はまだ何も見当たりません未来はイベント駆動型になると思います予測できないので沢山の時間を費やして未来を作ろうとしています私は車やトラックが90%の時間空回りの状態にあるという事実に大変興味を惹かれますそこら中に駐車されていてたいてい利用者の30m以内ですもし自動車の発電機能を米国の配電網と比べると自動車の電力の4%が米国の配電網と等しいことがわかりましたこれは莫大な発電機能です動く発電機能ですそして水素や燃料電池は車やトラックが駐車されている時間に配電網へと発電するという機会を我々にもたらします前に集団ネットワークについて語りましたそして究極の集団性の話においてはすべてのプロセッサーや車を遊休時にコンピューター機能のグローバル網の一部としますこの前提は大変刺激的ですそうすると自動車は必需品ではなく電気器具となります輸送形式であるとともに情報やコンピューターコミュニケーションの機動力移動プラットフォームといった電気器具になりますそして重要なのは手ごろな値段にすること刺激的にすること利益が出る方法でやることこれは非常に大きな進展です多くの人は言いますそんなに大きな問題でワサワサ働きまわっているのに良く寝れるか? 「赤ん坊のように」と答えます「2時間ごとに泣いて起きる」とね今回のTEDのテーマは成功への重大なヒントを与えてくれましたそれは人間関係と共同作業ですどうもありがとう (拍手) クリスアンダーソン: ラリーラリーちょっと待って聞きたいことが沢山あるんだけど一つだけ聞くよ僕が間違っているかもしれないけどでも今日の世論は私の感覚では GMは日本の競争相手やフォードと比べてさえもこれらの環境保護のいくつかの理念を重要視していないと思われてるようだけど真剣なんですか消費者が望むからとか規則が強要するからだとかじゃなくて? この件で本当にリーダーシップを取ろうとしているんですか? はい我々は本気です我々はすでに10億ドル以上これに費やしましたこれだけの金額を投資しているのですから我々が真剣だと思っていただきたいです二番目は基本的な事業案だからです正直言ってビジネス成長の機会があるからですこれらの問題を解決しない限り事業の拡大は出来ないでしょう問題が解決しなければ自動車産業の成長は持続的な問題によって妨げられますそして戦略のシンプルな信条は: 「他人がする前に自分でせよ」我々がこの将来的な可能性を想像できるということは他の人にもできます我々はそれ最初に作りたいのです	They allow us to go where we want to when we want to. They're a form of entertainment, they're a form of art, a pride of ownership. Songs are written about cars. Prince wrote a great song: "Little Red Corvette." He didn't write "Little Red Laptop Computer" or "Little Red Dirt Devil." He wrote about a car. And one of my favorites has always been, "Make love to your man in a Chevy van," because that was my vehicle when I was in college. The fact is, when we do our market research around the world, we see that there's nearly a universal aspiration on the part of people to own an automobile. And 750 million people in the world today own a car. And you say, boy, that's a lot. But you know what? That's just 12 percent of the population. We really have to ask the question: Can the world sustain that number of automobiles? And if you look at projections over the next 10 to 15 to 20 years, it looks like the world car park could grow to on the order of 1.1 billion vehicles. Now, if you parked those end to end and wrapped them around the Earth, that would stretch around the Earth 125 times. Now, we've made great progress with automobile technology over the last 100 years. Cars are dramatically cleaner, dramatically safer, more efficient and radically more affordable than they were 100 years ago. But the fact remains: the fundamental DNA of the automobile has stayed pretty much the same. If we are going to reinvent the automobile today, rather than 100 years ago, knowing what we know about the issues associated with our product and about the technologies that exist today, what would we do? We wanted something that was really affordable. The fuel cell looked great: one-tenth as many moving parts and a fuel-cell propulsion system as an internal combustion engine -- and it emits just water. And we wanted to take advantage of Moore's Law with electronic controls and software, and we absolutely wanted our car to be connected. So we embarked upon the reinvention around an electrochemical engine, the fuel cell, hydrogen as the energy carrier. First was Autonomy. Autonomy really set the vision for where we wanted to head. We embodied all of the key components of a fuel cell propulsion system. We then had Autonomy drivable with Hy-Wire, and we showed Hy-Wire here at this conference last year. Hy-Wire is the world's first drivable fuel cell, and we have followed up that now with Sequel. And Sequel truly is a real car. So if we would run the video -- But the real key question I'm sure that's on your mind: where's the hydrogen going to come from? And secondly, when are these kinds of cars going to be available? So let me talk about hydrogen first. The beauty of hydrogen is it can come from so many different sources: it can come from fossil fuels, it can come from any way that you can create electricity, including renewables. And it can come from biofuels. And that's quite exciting. The vision here is to have each local community play to its natural strength in creating the hydrogen. A lot of hydrogen's produced today in the world. It's produced to get sulfur out of gasoline -- which I find is somewhat ironic. It's produced in the fertilizer industry; it's produced in the chemical manufacturing industry. That hydrogen's being made because there's a good business reason for its use. But it tells us that we know how to create it, we know how to create it cost effectively, we know how to handle it safely. We did an analysis where you would have a station in each city with each of the 100 largest cities in the United States, and located the stations so you'd be no more than two miles from a station at any time. We put one every 25 miles on the freeway, and it turns out that translates into about 12,000 stations. And at a million dollars each, that would be about 12 billion dollars. Now that's a lot of money. But if you built the Alaskan pipeline today, that's half of what the Alaskan pipeline would cost. But the real exciting vision that we see truly is home refueling, much like recharging your laptop or recharging your cellphone. So we're pretty excited about the future of hydrogen. We think it's a question of not whether, but a question of when. What we've targeted for ourselves -- and we're making great progress for this goal -- is to have a propulsion system based on hydrogen and fuel cells, designed and validated, that can go head-to-head with the internal combustion engine -- we're talking about obsoleting the internal combustion engine -- and do it in terms of its affordability, add skill volumes, its performance and its durability. So that's what we're driving to for 2010. We haven't seen anything yet in our development work that says that isn't possible. We actually think the future's going to be event-driven. So since we can't predict the future, we want to spend a lot of our time trying to create that future. I'm very, very intrigued by the fact that our cars and trucks sit idle 90 percent of the time: they're parked, they're parked all around us. They're usually parked within 100 feet of the people that own them. Now, if you take the power-generating capability of an automobile and you compare that to the electric grid in the United States, it turns out that four percent of the automobiles, the power in four percent of the automobiles, equals that of the electric grid of the US. that's a huge power-generating capability, a mobile power-generating capability. And hydrogen and fuel cells give us that opportunity to actually use our cars and trucks when they're parked to generate electricity for the grid. And we talked about swarm networks earlier. And talking about the ultimate swarm, about having all of the processors and all of the cars when they're sitting idle being part of a global grid for computing capability. We find that premise quite exciting. The automobile becomes, then, an appliance, not in a commodity sense, but an appliance, mobile power, mobile platform for information and computing and communication, as well as a form of transportation. And the key to all of this is to make it affordable, to make it exciting, to get it on a pathway where there's a way to make money doing it. And again, this is a pretty big march to take here. And a lot of people say, how do you sleep at night when you're rustling with a problem of that magnitude? And I tell them I sleep like a baby: I wake up crying every two hours. Actually the theme of this conference, I think, has hit on really one of the major keys to pull that off -- and that's relationships and working together. Thank you very much. . Chris Anderson: Larry, Larry, wait, wait, wait, wait, Larry, wait, wait one sec. Just -- I've got so many questions I could ask you. I just want to ask one. You know, I could be wrong about this, but my sense is that in the public mind, today, that GM is not viewed as serious about some of these environmental ideas as some of your Japanese competitors, maybe even as Ford. Are you serious about it, and not just, you know, when the consumers want it, when the regulators force us to do it we will go there? Are you guys going to really try and show leadership on this? Larry Burns: Yeah, we're absolutely serious. We're into this over a billion dollars already, so I would hope people would think we're serious when we're spending that kind of money. And secondly, it's a fundamental business proposition. I'll be honest with you: we're into it because of business growth opportunities. We can't grow our business unless we solve these problems. The growth of the auto industry will be capped by sustainability issues if we don't solve the problems. And there's a simple principle of strategy that says: Do unto yourself before others do unto you. If we can see this possible future, others can too. And we want to be the first one to create it, Chris.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
実際に一連のキャンペーンによって、今後重要になるかもしれないニュアンスが引き出された。シュレーダーのSPDは「社会」という単語を、過去７年間に比べ少し強調して使っている。対するCDUのアンゲラ･メルケル党首は、税制度の劇的な平易化を模索する中で、元連邦憲法裁判所判事ポール･キルヒホフ氏を閣僚候補に起用し、方針を党外の野心的な考えと結びつけた。	Schröder’s SPD uses the word “social” a little more emphatically than it did in the last seven years. The opposition CDU leader, Angela Merkel, has linked its program to the ambitious ideas of an outsider, former Constitutional Court judge Paul Kirchhof, seeking a dramatic simplification of the tax system.	{ "source": "news_commentary", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
それをどう説明しますか? あるいは常識を全てひっくり返すようなことを誰かが成し遂げたときにそれをどう説明しますか? 例えばどうしてアップルはあれほど革新的なのか毎年毎年他の競合のどこよりも革新的であり続けていますでもコンピュータの会社には変わりありません他の会社と似たようなものです同じような人材を同じように集め同じような代理店やコンサルタントやメディアを使っていますではなぜアップルには他と違う何かがあるように見えるのかなぜマーチンルーサーキングが市民権運動を指導できたのか市民権運動以前のアメリカで苦しんでいたのは彼だけではありません彼だけが優れた演説家だったわけでもありませんなぜキング師だったのでしょうライト兄弟が有人動力飛行を実現できたのはなぜでしょう人材を揃えて資金も潤沢なー他のグループでも有人動力飛行を実現することはできずライト兄弟に負けてしまいました何か別な要因が働いています三年半前のことです私は発見しましたこの発見によって世界がどう動いているのか見方がすっかり変わりましたそればかりか世界に対する接し方もすっかり変わりました明らかになったことはあるパターンですわかったのは偉大で人を動かす指導者や組織は全てアップルでもマーチンルーサーキングでもライト兄弟でも考え行動し伝える仕方がまったく同じなのですそしてそのやり方は他の人達とは正反対なのです私はそれを定式化しました世界でもっとも単純なアイデアかもしれません私はこれをゴールデンサークルと呼んでいますなぜ? どうやって? 何を? この小さなアイデアである組織やリーダーがなぜ他にはない力を得るのか説明できます用語を簡単に定義しておきます世の中の誰にせよどの組織にせよ自分たちが何をしているかはわかっています 100% 誰でもどうやるかをわかっている人もいますそれは差別化する価値提案とか固有プロセスとか独自のセールスポイントと呼ばれるかもしれませんでも「なぜやっているのか」がわかっている人や組織は非常に少ないのです「利益」は「なぜ」の答えではありませんそれは結果ですいつでも結果です「なぜ」というときには目的を問うています何のために? 何を信じているのか? その組織の存在する理由は何か? 何のために朝起きるのか? なぜそれが大事なのか? 実際のところ私達が考え行動し伝えるやり方は外から中へですそれはそうでしょう明確なものから曖昧なものへ向かうのですでも飛び抜けたリーダーや飛び抜けた組織はその大きさや業界にかかわらず考え行動し伝える時に中から外へと向かいます例を示しましょう私がアップル製品を使っている理由は分かりやすく誰でも理解できるからアップルが他の会社と同じだったらこんな CM を作るでしょう「我々のコンピュータは素晴らしく美しいデザインで簡単に使えユーザフレンドリーひとついかがですか?」いりません我々のほとんどはこんなふうに伝えますマーケティングや売り込みもそう我々の対話のほとんどがそんなふうに行われます何をしてどう違いどう優れているかを述べ相手に何か行動を期待します購入とか投票とかのたぐいです私たちは新しい法律事務所を開所しました最高の弁護士たちと大手のクライアントを抱えています私たちは常にクライアント第一で行動しますこれが私達の車のニューモデルです低燃費でシートは総革張りいかがですか? これでは心を動かされませんアップルならこんな風に伝えます「我々のすることはすべて世界を変えるという信念で行っています違う考え方に価値があると信じています私たちが世界を変える手段は美しくデザインされ簡単に使えて親しみやすい製品ですこうして素晴らしいコンピュータができあがりました」一つ欲しくなりませんか? 全然違うでしょう? 買いたくなりますよね? 今したのは情報の順番を逆にすることでしたこれが示すのは人は「何を」ではなく「なぜ」に動かされるということです人は「何を」ではなく「なぜ」に動かされるのですだからこの場にいる人はだれもが安心してアップルからコンピュータを買っているのですそしてまた MP3 プレイヤーやスマートフォンやビデオレコーダーも安心してアップルから買えるのですでもアップルは単なるコンピュータ会社ですアップルと他社とで何か仕組みが違うわけではありません競合会社にだって同様の製品を作る力があります実際挑んだこともあります数年前にはゲートウェイが平面テレビを出しましたゲートウェイにはそのための卓越した技術があります PC用の平面モニタを何年も作ってきたのですしかし全然売れませんでしたデルは MP3 プレイヤーと PDA を発売しました非常に高品質な製品ですデザインも申し分ありませんでも全然売れませんでした実際今となってはデルの MP3 プレイヤーを買うなんて想像すらできませんよねコンピュータ会社の MP3 プレイヤーなんて誰が? でもみんなアップルからは買うのです人は「何を」ではなく「なぜ」に動かされるのです自分が提供するものを必要とする人とビジネスするのではなく自分の信じることを信じる人とビジネスするのを目標とすべきなのです一番肝心なのは私がお話していることは私の意見ではなく全ては生物学の原理に基づいていることです心理学ではなく生物学ですヒトの脳の断面を上から見ると脳は3つの主要な部位に分かれているのがわかりますそれはゴールデンサークルと対応しています一番新しいホモサピエンスの脳は大脳新皮質であり「何を」のレベルに対応します新皮質は合理的分析的な思考と言語とを司ります内側の二つは大脳辺縁系に対応しこれは感情、信頼、忠誠心などを司りますまたヒトの行動を司り全ての意思決定を行いますが言語能力はありません言い換えれば外から中へのコミュニケーションを行っているとき確かに大量の複雑な情報を理解できます機能やメリットや事実や数値などですしかし行動につながりません中から外へのコミュニケーションを行っているときには行動を制御する脳の部分と直接コミュニケーションすることが出来ます言葉や行為によって理由付けは後からすることができます直感的な決定はここから生まれます時には誰かにあらゆる事実やデータを伝えても「細かい事実は分かったけどどうも納得感が得られない」と言われることがありますどうしてここで「感」なんでしょうか理由は脳の意思決定をする部位は言葉を扱えないからですせいぜい「分からないけど納得 “感” がない」という言葉なのです時には胸の内一つとか魂の導きに従ってとも言いますがでも別に頭以外の部分で意志決定するわけではありませんすべては大脳辺縁系で起きています辺縁系は意思決定を司り言語は担当しません人々は「なぜやっているのか」に反応するのになぜやっているのか自分でわかっていなければ投票してもらうにせよ何か買ってもらうにせよみんなを引き付けられるわけがないさらにはあなたがしていることに忠誠心を持って加わりたいなどと思わせられるわけがない自分の商品を必要とする人に売るのではなく自分が信じるものを信じてくれる人に売ることを目指すべきです単に仕事を求めている人を雇うのではなく自分の信念を信じてくれる人を雇うことを目指すべきです私がいつも言っていることですが仕事ができるというだけの理由で採用した人はお金のために働くでしょうしかしあなたの信念を信じてくれる人を雇えばその人は血と汗と涙を流して働くのですこのことを示す例としてライト兄弟ほどふさわしいものは他にありませんサミュエルピエールポントラングレーについては知らない方が多いでしょう 20世紀の初頭には有人動力飛行の追求は今日のドットコムのようなもので誰もが試みていましたそしてサミュエルは成功のレシピと言えるものを備えていたのです誰かに聞いたとしましょう「製品や会社が失敗した理由は何ですか?」返ってくる答えはいつも同じ3つの項目です資金不足人材不足市場環境の悪化いつもこの3点です詳しく見てみましょうサミュエルピエールポントラングレーは 5万ドルの資金を陸軍省から与えられ飛行機械を開発していました資金は問題無しハーバード大に在籍しスミソニアン博物館で働いていた彼は人脈豊富です当時の頭脳たちと通じていました金にものを言わせて最高の人材を集めました市場の環境は絶好ニューヨークタイムズは彼を追い掛け回しみんなラングレーを応援していましたではどうして皆さんはサミュエルラングレーのことを聞いたことが無いのでしょうかそこから数百マイル離れたオハイオ州デイトンにいたライト兄弟のオーヴィルとウィルバーは成功のレシピとはまるで無縁でしたお金がなく夢に挑む資金は自分たちの自転車店から持ち出しでライト兄弟のチームの誰ひとりとして大学を出てはいませんでしたオーヴィルとウィルバーも違いましたそしてニューヨークタイムズに追いかけ回されたりもしません違っていたことはオーヴィルとウィルバーが大義と理想と信念に動かされていたということです彼らはもしこの飛行機械を作り上げることができたらそれは世界を変えることになると信じていましたサミュエルラングレーは違っていました彼が求めていたのは富と名声ですそれによって得られるものが目的であり富を追求していたのですそしてどうなったのでしょうかライト兄弟の夢を信じた人々は血と汗と涙を流して共に働きましたもう一方のチームはただ給与のために働きますライト兄弟は外へテストに出かけるたびに部品は5セットずつ持って行ったと言います夕食に帰るまでには 5回ぐらい壊れるようなものだったからですそしてついに 1903 年の12月17日のことライト兄弟は初飛行に成功それをその場で目撃した者もいませんでしたそのことが広く伝えられたのは数日経った後ですそしてラングレーの動機が適切でなかったことを示すさらなる証拠にはライト兄弟が飛行した日に彼は諦めたのです彼はこうも言えたはずでした「連中はよくやった我々の手でもっと改良してやろうじゃないか」でもそうはせず一番になれず金持ちになれず有名にもなれなかったので彼は諦めました人は「何を」ではなく「なぜ」に動かされるのですそして自分が信じていることについて語ればそのことを信じてくれる人たちを惹きつけるでしょうではなぜ自分の信念を信じてくれる人を引き付けることが重要なのでしょう「イノベーションの普及の法則」と呼ばれるものがありますもしも知らないなら言葉を覚えてください人口の2.5%はイノベーターです 13.5%はアーリーアダプタと呼ばれる人たちです 34%はアーリーマジョリティーレイトマジョリティーにラガードと続きますこの人達がプッシュホンを買う理由はダイヤル式が買えなくなったからに他なりません人はみんなこの軸上のいろいろな時点に位置づけられますイノベーションの普及の法則が教えるところはマスマーケットで成功したいならあるいはアイデアを幅広く受け入れて欲しいならそのためには臨界点である 15から18パーセントの市場浸透率が必要ということですそこまで行くと状況が一変します私は「新しいビジネスのコンバージョンはどれくらい?」とよく聞きます相手は「10%です」と自慢げに教えてくれますええ 10パーセントの顧客を得るところまでは行けます自分から飛びついてくれる人が 10%程いるのですそうとしか言えないのですが彼らは直感でただ飛びついてきます問題は売り込まなくとも飛びつく人と食いついてこない人の違いですここにある小さなギャップをどう埋めるかが問題になりますジェフリームーアのいわゆる「キャズムを越える」ということですなぜかというとアーリーマジョリティーが試そうという気になるのはだれか他の人が先にトライした後だからですイノベーターとアーリーアダプターは自分の直感に従って決める人達です彼らは世界に対して信じることに基づいて直感的に判断するのを好みます入手が難しくとも問題にしません iPhone が登場した日に 6時間並んで買う人達です次の週になれば歩いて店まで入っていってすぐその場で買えるというのにこの人たちが最初の薄型テレビに 400万円払うのですその技術がまだ標準になっていなくともお構いなしですちなみに彼らがそうするのは技術がすごいのが理由ではなく自分たちのためです一番乗りをしたいのです人は「何を」ではなく「なぜ」に動かされるのですそして信じることをただ行動で示すのです人は自らの信じることを示すために行動します iPhone を買うために 6 時間も列に並んで立ちっぱなしで過ごすわけは彼らが世界について信じていることのためです他の人にもその思いを見せたいのです自分が 1 番だったと人は「何を」ではなく「なぜ」に動かされるのですここで有名な例を紹介しますイノベーションの普及の法則に関する有名な失敗例と有名な成功例ですまず有名な失敗例ですがこれは商品の例ですほんの少し前にも言いましたが成功のレシピは金と人材と市場環境ですこれがそろえば成功します TiVo を見てください TiVo が登場したのは今から8-9 年前で市場に投入されている唯一の高品質製品でした断然間違いなし資金調達も極めて順調でした市場の状況もすばらしかった TiVo は動詞になりました私はいつも「スゴ録」で TiVo ってるよでも商業的には失敗でしたお金を生み出せなかったのです株式公開をしたときの株価は 30-40ドルでしたがそれから急落して10ドル以上で取引されることはありませんでした実際何回かの単発的な上げを別にすると 6ドル以上で取引されることさえなかったと思いますお分かりのように TiVo が製品を投入したときには彼らはそれが「何か」を説明しました「生放送を一時停止したりCMをスキップしたり巻き戻して見たりできるテレビですどんな番組が好きかを頼まなくとも記憶してくれます」疑い深い大衆は思います「信じられないねそんなのいらない気に入らないぞっとしない製品だ」もしTiVoがこんな風に言っていたら? 「自分の生活のあらゆる側面を自分でコントロールしたいという方にはぴったりの製品がここにあります生放送を一時停止したり CM をスキップしたり好みの番組を記憶しますなどなど」人は「何を」ではなく「なぜ」に動かされるのです何をするかは信じることを示す限りにおいて意味を持つのです今度はイノベーションの普及の法則がうまく行った例を見てみましょう 1963 年の夏のこと 25万人もの人が集まってワシントンの通りを埋め尽くしキング師の演説に耳を傾けました招待状が送られたわけではなく日にちを告知するウェブサイトもなくどうやったのでしょうキング師だけが偉大な演説家というわけではありませんでした市民権運動以前のアメリカで彼だけが苦しんでいたわけではありませんでした実際彼のアイデアのなかにはひどいものもありましたでも彼には才能がありました彼はアメリカを変えるために何が必要かなどを説かず彼は自分が信じることを語ったのです「私は信じている信じている信じている」と語りました彼が信じることを信じた人々が彼の動機を自らの動機とし他の人にも伝えたのですさらに多くの人々に伝えるため組織を作った人もいましたそしてなんとまぁ 25万人が集まったのですその日その時に彼の話を聴くためにその中でキング師のために集まった人は何人いたでしょうゼロですみんな自分自身のために集まったのです彼ら自身がアメリカに対して信じることのために 8時間バスに揺られてやってきて 8月のワシントンの炎天の下に集まったのです自分が信じることのためです白人と黒人の対立ではありません聴衆の 25 パーセントは白人だったのですキング師はこの世界には 2種類の法があると信じていました神によって作られた法と人によって作られた法ですそして人が作った法がすべて神の法と整合するまでは世が公正になることはないと信じていました市民権運動はたまたま彼の人生の目的を果たす上で完璧な追い風でした人々がついて行ったのは彼のためではなく自分自身のためでしたその中で「私には夢がある」という演説をしたのです「私にはプランがある」という演説ではありません現代の政治家の12項目の総合計画と比べてください誰かを動かすものではありませんリーダーと導く人は違いますリーダーというのは権威や権力の座にある人ですでも導く人というのは皆を動かすのです個人であれ組織であれ我々が導く人に従うのはそうしなければならないからではなくそうしたいからです導く人に従うのは彼らのためでなく自分自身のためですそして「なぜ」から始める人が周りの人を動かしさらに周りを動かす人を見出せる力を持つのですどうもありがとうございました	Or better, how do you explain when others are able to achieve things that seem to defy all of the assumptions? For example: Why is Apple so innovative? Year after year, after year, they're more innovative than all their competition. And yet, they're just a computer company. They're just like everyone else. They have the same access to the same talent, the same agencies, the same consultants, the same media. Then why is it that they seem to have something different? Why is it that Martin Luther King led the Civil Rights Movement? He wasn't the only man who suffered in pre-civil rights America, and he certainly wasn't the only great orator of the day. Why him? And why is it that the Wright brothers were able to figure out controlled, powered man flight when there were certainly other teams who were better qualified, better funded -- and they didn't achieve powered man flight, and the Wright brothers beat them to it. There's something else at play here. About three and a half years ago, I made a discovery. And this discovery profoundly changed my view on how I thought the world worked, and it even profoundly changed the way in which I operate in it. As it turns out, there's a pattern. As it turns out, all the great inspiring leaders and organizations in the world, whether it's Apple or Martin Luther King or the Wright brothers, they all think, act and communicate the exact same way. And it's the complete opposite to everyone else. All I did was codify it, and it's probably the world's simplest idea. I call it the golden circle. Why? How? What? This little idea explains why some organizations and some leaders are able to inspire where others aren't. Let me define the terms really quickly. Every single person, every single organization on the planet knows what they do, 100 percent. Some know how they do it, whether you call it your differentiated value proposition or your proprietary process or your USP. But very, very few people or organizations know why they do what they do. And by "why" I don't mean "to make a profit." That's a result. It's always a result. By "why," I mean: What's your purpose? What's your cause? What's your belief? Why does your organization exist? Why do you get out of bed in the morning? And why should anyone care? As a result, the way we think, we act, the way we communicate is from the outside in, it's obvious. We go from the clearest thing to the fuzziest thing. But the inspired leaders and the inspired organizations -- regardless of their size, regardless of their industry -- all think, act and communicate from the inside out. Let me give you an example. I use Apple because they're easy to understand and everybody gets it. If Apple were like everyone else, a marketing message from them might sound like this: "We make great computers. They're beautifully designed, simple to use and user friendly. Want to buy one?" "Meh." That's how most of us communicate. That's how most marketing and sales are done, that's how we communicate interpersonally. We say what we do, we say how we're different or better and we expect some sort of a behavior, a purchase, a vote, something like that. Here's our new law firm: We have the best lawyers with the biggest clients, we always perform for our clients. Here's our new car: It gets great gas mileage, it has leather seats. Buy our car. But it's uninspiring. Here's how Apple actually communicates. "Everything we do, we believe in challenging the status quo. We believe in thinking differently. The way we challenge the status quo is by making our products beautifully designed, simple to use and user friendly. We just happen to make great computers. Want to buy one?" Totally different, right? You're ready to buy a computer from me. I just reversed the order of the information. What it proves to us is that people don't buy what you do; people buy why you do it. This explains why every single person in this room is perfectly comfortable buying a computer from Apple. But we're also perfectly comfortable buying an MP3 player from Apple, or a phone from Apple, or a DVR from Apple. As I said before, Apple's just a computer company. Nothing distinguishes them structurally from any of their competitors. Their competitors are equally qualified to make all of these products. In fact, they tried. A few years ago, Gateway came out with flat-screen TVs. They're eminently qualified to make flat-screen TVs. They've been making flat-screen monitors for years. Nobody bought one. Dell came out with MP3 players and PDAs, and they make great quality products, and they can make perfectly well-designed products -- and nobody bought one. In fact, talking about it now, we can't even imagine buying an MP3 player from Dell. Why would you buy one from a computer company? But we do it every day. People don't buy what you do; they buy why you do it. The goal is not to do business with everybody who needs what you have. The goal is to do business with people who believe what you believe. Here's the best part: None of what I'm telling you is my opinion. It's all grounded in the tenets of biology. Not psychology, biology. If you look at a cross-section of the human brain, from the top down, the human brain is actually broken into three major components that correlate perfectly with the golden circle. Our newest brain, our Homo sapien brain, our neocortex, corresponds with the "what" level. The neocortex is responsible for all of our rational and analytical thought and language. The middle two sections make up our limbic brains, and our limbic brains are responsible for all of our feelings, like trust and loyalty. It's also responsible for all human behavior, all decision-making, and it has no capacity for language. In other words, when we communicate from the outside in, yes, people can understand vast amounts of complicated information like features and benefits and facts and figures. It just doesn't drive behavior. When we can communicate from the inside out, we're talking directly to the part of the brain that controls behavior, and then we allow people to rationalize it with the tangible things we say and do. This is where gut decisions come from. Sometimes you can give somebody all the facts and figures, and they say, "I know what all the facts and details say, but it just doesn't feel right." Why would we use that verb, it doesn't "feel" right? Because the part of the brain that controls decision-making doesn't control language. The best we can muster up is, "I don't know. It just doesn't feel right." Or sometimes you say you're leading with your heart or soul. I hate to break it to you, those aren't other body parts controlling your behavior. It's all happening here in your limbic brain, the part of the brain that controls decision-making and not language. and people respond to why you do what you do, then how will you ever get people to vote for you, or buy something from you, or, more importantly, be loyal and want to be a part of what it is that you do. The goal is not just to sell to people who need what you have; the goal is to sell to people who believe what you believe. The goal is not just to hire people who need a job; it's to hire people who believe what you believe. I always say that, you know, if you hire people just because they can do a job, they'll work for your money, but if they believe what you believe, they'll work for you with blood and sweat and tears. Nowhere else is there a better example than with the Wright brothers. Most people don't know about Samuel Pierpont Langley. And back in the early 20th century, the pursuit of powered man flight was like the dot com of the day. Everybody was trying it. And Samuel Pierpont Langley had, what we assume, to be the recipe for success. Even now, you ask people, "Why did your product or why did your company fail?" and people always give you the same permutation of the same three things: under-capitalized, the wrong people, bad market conditions. It's always the same three things, so let's explore that. Samuel Pierpont Langley was given 50,000 dollars by the War Department to figure out this flying machine. Money was no problem. He held a seat at Harvard and worked at the Smithsonian and was extremely well-connected; he knew all the big minds of the day. He hired the best minds money could find and the market conditions were fantastic. The New York Times followed him around everywhere, and everyone was rooting for Langley. Then how come we've never heard of Samuel Pierpont Langley? A few hundred miles away in Dayton Ohio, Orville and Wilbur Wright, they had none of what we consider to be the recipe for success. They had no money; they paid for their dream with the proceeds from their bicycle shop; not a single person on the Wright brothers' team had a college education, not even Orville or Wilbur; and The New York Times followed them around nowhere. The difference was, Orville and Wilbur were driven by a cause, by a purpose, by a belief. They believed that if they could figure out this flying machine, it'll change the course of the world. Samuel Pierpont Langley was different. He wanted to be rich, and he wanted to be famous. He was in pursuit of the result. He was in pursuit of the riches. And lo and behold, look what happened. The people who believed in the Wright brothers' dream worked with them with blood and sweat and tears. The others just worked for the paycheck. They tell stories of how every time the Wright brothers went out, they would have to take five sets of parts, because that's how many times they would crash before supper. And, eventually, on December 17th, 1903, the Wright brothers took flight, and no one was there to even experience it. We found out about it a few days later. And further proof that Langley was motivated by the wrong thing: The day the Wright brothers took flight, he quit. He could have said, "That's an amazing discovery, guys, and I will improve upon your technology," but he didn't. He wasn't first, he didn't get rich, he didn't get famous, so he quit. People don't buy what you do; they buy why you do it. If you talk about what you believe, you will attract those who believe what you believe. But why is it important to attract those who believe what you believe? Something called the law of diffusion of innovation, if you don't know the law, you know the terminology. The first 2.5% of our population are our innovators. The next 13.5% of our population are our early adopters. The next 34% are your early majority, your late majority and your laggards. The only reason these people buy touch-tone phones is because you can't buy rotary phones anymore. We all sit at various places at various times on this scale, but what the law of diffusion of innovation tells us is that if you want mass-market success or mass-market acceptance of an idea, you cannot have it until you achieve this tipping point between 15 and 18 percent market penetration, and then the system tips. I love asking businesses, "What's your conversion on new business?" They love to tell you, "It's about 10 percent," proudly. Well, you can trip over 10% of the customers. We all have about 10% who just "get it." That's how we describe them, right? That's like that gut feeling, "Oh, they just get it." The problem is: How do you find the ones that get it before doing business versus the ones who don't get it? So it's this here, this little gap that you have to close, as Jeffrey Moore calls it, "Crossing the Chasm" -- because, you see, the early majority will not try something until someone else has tried it first. And these guys, the innovators and the early adopters, They're more comfortable making those intuitive decisions that are driven by what they believe about the world and not just what product is available. These are the people who stood in line for six hours to buy an iPhone when they first came out, when you could have bought one off the shelf the next week. These are the people who spent 40,000 dollars on flat-screen TVs when they first came out, even though the technology was substandard. And, by the way, they didn't do it because the technology was so great; they did it for themselves. It's because they wanted to be first. People don't buy what you do; they buy why you do it and what you do simply proves what you believe. In fact, people will do the things that prove what they believe. The reason that person bought the iPhone in the first six hours, stood in line for six hours, was because of what they believed about the world, and how they wanted everybody to see them: They were first. People don't buy what you do; they buy why you do it. So let me give you a famous example, a famous failure and a famous success of the law of diffusion of innovation. First, the famous failure. It's a commercial example. As we said before, the recipe for success is money and the right people and the right market conditions. You should have success then. Look at TiVo. From the time TiVo came out about eight or nine years ago to this current day, they are the single highest-quality product on the market, hands down, there is no dispute. They were extremely well-funded. Market conditions were fantastic. I mean, we use TiVo as verb. I TiVo stuff on my piece-of-junk Time Warner DVR all the time. But TiVo's a commercial failure. They've never made money. their stock was at about 30 or 40 dollars and then plummeted, and it's never traded above 10. In fact, I don't think it's even traded above six, except for a couple of little spikes. Because you see, when TiVo launched their product, they told us all what they had. They said, "We have a product that pauses live TV, skips commercials, rewinds live TV and memorizes your viewing habits without you even asking." And the cynical majority said, "We don't believe you. We don't need it. We don't like it. You're scaring us." What if they had said, "If you're the kind of person who likes to have total control over every aspect of your life, boy, do we have a product for you. It pauses live TV, skips commercials, memorizes your viewing habits, etc., etc." People don't buy what you do; they buy why you do it, and what you do simply serves as the proof of what you believe. Now let me give you a successful example of the law of diffusion of innovation. In the summer of 1963, 250,000 people showed up on the mall in Washington to hear Dr. King speak. They sent out no invitations, and there was no website to check the date. How do you do that? Well, Dr. King wasn't the only man in America who was a great orator. He wasn't the only man in America who suffered in a pre-civil rights America. In fact, some of his ideas were bad. But he had a gift. He didn't go around telling people what needed to change in America. He went around and told people what he believed. "I believe, I believe, I believe," he told people. And people who believed what he believed took his cause, and they made it their own, and they told people. And some of those people created structures to get the word out to even more people. And lo and behold, 250,000 people showed up on the right day at the right time to hear him speak. How many of them showed up for him? Zero. They showed up for themselves. It's what they believed about America that got them to travel in a bus for eight hours to stand in the sun in Washington in the middle of August. It's what they believed, and it wasn't about black versus white: 25% of the audience was white. Dr. King believed that there are two types of laws in this world: those that are made by a higher authority and those that are made by men. And not until all the laws that are made by men are consistent with the laws made by the higher authority will we live in a just world. It just so happened that the Civil Rights Movement was the perfect thing to help him bring his cause to life. We followed, not for him, but for ourselves. By the way, he gave the "I have a dream" speech, not the "I have a plan" speech. Listen to politicians now, with their comprehensive 12-point plans. They're not inspiring anybody. Because there are leaders and there are those who lead. Leaders hold a position of power or authority, but those who lead inspire us. Whether they're individuals or organizations, we follow those who lead, not because we have to, but because we want to. We follow those who lead, not for them, but for ourselves. And it's those who start with "why" that have the ability to inspire those around them or find others who inspire them. Thank you very much.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
どんな顔でアルバートお兄様に会えばいいのかしら。剣のお稽古サボれないかしら......、だめね、努力を怠ったらそこで負けなんだもの。私は部屋を出て庭に行こうとしたら、廊下で誰かの話し声が聞こえた。この声はアルバートお兄様とお父様? 「アリを怒らせてしまった」「やはり本当の理由を言うべきか?」本当の理由? 何それ聞きたいわ。なによもう! 気になるじゃない! 「聞かせてください」盗み聞きしている罪悪感と理由が知りたいという気持ちで思わずアルバートお兄様とお父様の前に姿を現してしまった。「アリ......」アルバートお兄様が少し気まずそうな顔をする。安心してください、お兄様、もう気にしていませんわ。でも、これは口に出すのはやめておきましょ。もうちょっとお兄様を虐めたいんだもの。悪女らしくね。「いたのか、アリシア」「はい、お父様。本当の理由ってなんですか」お父様は口を閉ざした。どうして教えてくれないのかしら。秘密にしなければいけない事なの? 私には知る権利があるはずだわ。「お父様?」「アリシア、君が魔法学園に行くまでには教えてあげよう。それでいいかい?」 ......魔法学園に行くまでってあもあるのよ! 子供に教えられないこと? 「分かりましたわ、お父様」私がそう言うと、お父様は、いい子だ、と言って頭を撫でてくれる。子供扱いはやめて欲しいけど、十歳ってまだ子供だ。アルバートお兄様に昨日しつこく言い過ぎた事を謝った方がいいのかしら。 ......でも私、悪い事は言っていないから謝る必要ないわよね? それに、悪女はそう簡単に謝らないもの。アルバートお兄様が悲しい目で私の方を見ているけど、我慢よ。だって私は悪女なんだもの。......悪女って結構きついのね。気にしないでっ言えたらどんなに楽か。私、悪女にはなりたいけど、心がスッキリしないのは嫌なの。でも気にしないでって言うと逆に嫌味みたいになるんじゃないかしら。「アルバート様、そろそろお時間です」そうだわ、アルバートお兄様は学校があるものね。アルバートお兄様はそのまま行ってしまった。 ......どうしましょ。この心のモヤモヤを消し去る解決策が思いつかない。 ......ウィルおじいさんに相談してみようかしら。この時間帯に貧困村に行くのは初めてだわ。	I wonder what sort of face I should make when I see Albert-Oniisama? Maybe I should just skip sword practice for today.....? No. Shirking training will only end up being my loss. I leave my room and trudge towards the garden, but as I’m walking through the halls I happen to overhear some voices. Is that Albert-Oniisama and Father talking? “I ended up making Ali mad.” “Should we have told her the real reason after all?” The real reason? What’s that? I really want to know! “Please, tell me.” I don’t know if it’s just because I really want to know, or maybe it was my guilty conscience over eavesdropping, but without even thinking about it I had stepped out from my hiding place and strode confidently towards them. “Ali......” Seeing me appear in front of him so suddenly, Albert-Oniisama’s expression turns awkward. Please don’t mind it, Oniisama. I’m not bothered by what happened yesterday at all anymore. Though, maybe I shouldn’t actually tell him that. I’d like to continue teasing him with this for a little while longer. As a true villainess would, of course. “So you were here, Alicia?” “Yes, Father. Please, what’s your real reason that I can’t go?” Father closes his mouth, clenching his teeth slightly. I wonder why he can’t just tell me? Is it something that must be kept secret? But considering I’m the one primarily affected, I think that I at least should have the right to know. “Father?” “Alicia, I’ll make sure to tell you before you enter the magic academy, alright?” But there’s still five more years before I’ll enter the academy! Is it something that he can’t tell me because I’m still a child? “I understand, Father.” “That’s a good girl,” Father says fondly, ruffling my hair. I wish he’d stop treating me like a kid, but I guess a -year-old still is considered a child. And yesterday I might have gone a bit too far when I was fighting with Albert-Oniisama. I wonder if I should apologize to him? ......But then again.... I didn’t actually say anything wrong, so I don’t think an apology would be absolutely necessary, right? Plus, a villainess is not someone who should apologize so easily. Even though Albert-Oniisama is looking my way with such a pitiful look in his eyes, I need to stay strong. I am a proud villainess! I will not yield! ............Ugh, I didn’t realize being a villainess would be such a harsh job. I mean, how easy would it be to tell Oniisama not to worry about it? I may want to become a proper villainess, but I hate this bitter, unresolved sensation. But, then again, if I told him not to worry about it, might that come off as a sarcastic remark anyway? “Albert-Sama, it’s almost time,” a maid calls out to Albert-Oniisama while I’m still lost in thought, agonizing over what to do. That’s right, I almost forgot! Albert-Oniisama still has to go to school. And just like that, I’m standing alone in the hall. I wasn’t able to say anything to him in the end. .......What should I do about this? I don’t know how to get rid of this uncomfortable atmosphere that’s come between us. .....Should I consult Grandpa Will about it? This’ll be my first time visiting the impoverished village while it’s daylight.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 3, "inserted_lines_trg": 2 }
笑っているということは分かっているのですねさてその答えを語る前にクリス・ホズマーについて話をさせてください大学時代の友人です実は嫌なヤツですというのも大学時代クリスと僕は太陽力時計のデザインに携わってましたこれが私の時計ですミニヒマワリという高さ30センチほどの花を利用していますご存知のとおりヒマワリは一日中太陽の方向を向くのです朝このヒマワリがどちらを向いているかを下部にマークしておいて正午にはまたヒマワリの方向をマークします夜も同じようにしますそれがこの時計ですこの時計では正確な時刻がわかりませんが花を使うアイデアは新しいでしょう我ながらこの発明はすばらしいと思いますクリスの時計はこちらです虫眼鏡が5つあってそれぞれの下にグラスがありますグラスには異なる香油が入っています朝になると日光が最初の虫眼鏡に降り注ぎ虫眼鏡がその熱を下のグラスに集めます中の香油は温められその香りが発せられます数時間後には日光は次の虫眼鏡に降り注ぎ違う香りを発しますつまり一日の間に 5つの異なる香りが発せられ家の人は香りだけで時間がわかるのです私がクリスを嫌う理由がわかりましたか? 私のアイデアも悪くはなかったのですがクリスのアイデアは天才的でした当時クリスのアイデアの方が良いとわかっていましたが理由はわかりませんでした実は私は負けず嫌いなのですこの性格のせいで長い間苦しんでいますそれでは話を戻しましょうなぜセックスはそんなにいいものなのか太陽力時計から数年後友人の若い女性がこんなことを言いました「セックスが素晴らしいのは五感のせいだろう」とこの言葉を聞いた瞬間にひらめきました人生のあらゆる体験を五感で計測することを思いついたのですそのために五感グラフというものを発明しました Y軸には0から10までの数字があり X軸は当然ですが五感です心に残る体験をするたびにこのグラフに記録するのです五感日記のようなものですどういうことか動画で説明しましょうジンソップ・リー:こんにちはジンソップです今日はバイクに乗ることは五感ではどのように見えるかお見せしたいと思いますバイクデザイナー:改造バイクデザイナーです [聴覚] [触覚] [視覚] [嗅覚] [味覚] これが五感グラフです過去3年間データをとってみました私だけでなく友人の分もです以前に大学で教えていた頃には力づくで...いえいえ当時の生徒たちにも協力をお願いしましたこちらがその結果です最初のものはインスタント・ラーメンのグラフ味覚と嗅覚が非常に高いでしょう一方で聴覚はわずか3です多くの人がラーメンを食べることの醍醐味はあの麺をすする音にあると言いますこの音ですもうそういう人と一緒に食事をしたくはないですね次はナイトクラブです興味深いのは味覚が4という部分です被験者の多くがそれは飲み物の味のせいだと言うのですしかし実はナイトクラブでのキスのせいかもしれませんこんな人たちとまだ私は付き合っているのですさてこちらは喫煙です触覚が6である喫煙家はそれをタバコを手にした喜びのせいだろうと言いましたそしてタバコを口にくわえる行為を含めて喫煙体験なのだとあまり考えたくないですが企業がタバコのデザインに凝る理由がわかりますねさてでは五感グラフで完璧な体験とはどのようなものになるでしょう? 当然ですがそれは最大値の水平線ですお分かりのようにバイクに乗るというようなすごい体験でさえ完璧な体験からは程遠いのです実際データを収集しているなかで 1つだけ完璧に近い結果になりましたセックスです良いセックスです被験者たちは言います良いセックスは五感を最高レベルに導くと生徒の一人はこう言っています「セックスはいいものだ悪い時でさえいいものだ」と五感理論はなぜセックスがそんなにもいいものなのかを説明してくれますこの五感グラフのプロジェクトの最中に突然若いころの太陽力時計を思い出しましたこの五感理論はクリスの時計の方が優れていた理由も説明してくれたのです私の時計は視覚とわずかな触覚に訴えるだけでしたでもクリスの時計は嗅覚で時を知らせる最初の時計です五感に関してはクリスの時計は革命的です私の専門分野についてもこの考えは教えてくれました今まで私たちデザイナーは作品をどう見せるかばかりを考えていました手触りも少しは気にしてはいましたがほかの3つの感覚は無視してきたのですクリスの時計は他の3つの感覚のうち 1つを取り入れただけでも優れたものになることを教えてくれたのです五感理論をデザインに取り入れたらどうなるでしょう? こちらが私が思いついた3案ですアイロンです衣服に使うやつですそこにスプレーの機能を取り入れてみましたその容器を好きな香りで満たせばあなたの服もいい香りがするのです同時にアイロンがけという体験をさらに楽しいものにしてくれるといいですねこの作品を「パフューメーター」と名付けました次です私は1日2回歯を磨きます歯ブラシがもしキャンディの味だったらどうでしょう? キャンディの味がしなくなったら歯ブラシを取り換えるタイミングだったらどうですか? 最後に私はフルートやクラリネットのキーが大好きですデザインではなく指で押さえた時の感覚が最高です私はフルートやクラリネットを吹かないので普段使う機器にこの機能を取り入れてみましたテレビのリモコンですさて 3つのアイデアを見てもらいましたがこの五感理論によって使い方を変えるだけでなくデザインも変えてしまいますつまり五感理論は異なる体験を計測しその中からすばらしい体験をデザインに取り入れるために非常に有益なのですさて五感だけが生活を豊かにするわけではありません 6つの感情もありますしまだ未知なるXという要素もあるのですそれが私の次のトピックとなるでしょうそのときまであなたの生活とデザインに五感を取り入れて楽しんでみてください最後にもう一つこのTEDトークを聞いている最中のみなさんの体験がこちらですもっと嗅覚と味覚などの他の感覚値が上がることが望ましいですキャンディをお配りすれば簡単に実現できますいきますよ以上です	If you're laughing, you know what I mean. Now, before we get to that answer, let me tell you about Chris Hosmer. Chris is a great friend of mine from my university days, but secretly, I hate him. Here's why. Back in university, we had a quick project to design some solar-powered clocks. Here's my clock. which grows to about 12 inches in height. Now, as you know, sunflowers track the sun during the course of the day. So in the morning, you see which direction the sunflower is facing, and you mark it on the blank area in the base. At noon, you mark the changed position of the sunflower, and in the evening again, and that's your clock. Now, I know my clock doesn't tell you the exact time, but it does give you a general idea using a flower. So, in my completely unbiased, subjective opinion, it's brilliant. However, here's Chris's clock. It's five magnifying glasses with a shot glass under each one. In each shot glass is a different scented oil. In the morning, the sunlight will shine down on the first magnifying glass, focusing a beam of light on the shot glass underneath. This will warm up the scented oil inside, and a particular smell will be emitted. A couple of hours later, the sun will shine on the next magnifying glass, and a different smell will be emitted. So during the course of the day, five different smells Anyone living in that house can tell the time just by the smell. You can see why I hate Chris. I thought my idea was pretty good, but his idea is genius, and at the time, I knew his idea was better than mine, but I just couldn't explain why. One thing you have to know about me is I hate to lose. This problem's been bugging me for well over a decade. All right, let's get back to the question of why sex is so good. Many years after the solar powered clocks project, a young lady I knew suggested maybe sex is so good because of the five senses. And when she said this, I had an epiphany. So I decided to evaluate different experiences I had in my life from the point of view of the five senses. To do this, I devised something called the five senses graph. Along the y-axis, you have a scale from zero to 10, and along the x-axis, you have, of course, the five senses. Anytime I had a memorable experience in my life, I would record it on this graph like a five senses diary. Here's a quick video to show you how it works. Jinsop Lee: Hey, my name's Jinsop, and today, I'm going to show you what riding motorbikes is like from the point of view of the five senses. Hey! Bike designer: This is [unclear], custom bike designer. [Sound] [Touch] [Sight] [Smell] [Taste] JL: And that's how the five senses graph works. Now, for a period of three years, I gathered data, not just me but also some of my friends, and I used to teach in university, so I forced my -- I mean, I asked my students to do this as well. So here are some other results. The first is for instant noodles. Now obviously, taste and smell are quite high, but notice sound is at three. Many people told me a big part of the noodle-eating experience is the slurping noise. You know. Needless to say, I no longer dine with these people. OK, next, clubbing. OK, here what I found interesting was that taste is at four, and many respondents told me it's because of the taste of drinks, but also, in some cases, kissing is a big part of the clubbing experience. These people I still do hang out with. All right, and smoking. Here I found touch is at [six], and one of the reasons is that smokers told me the sensation of holding a cigarette and bringing it up to your lips is a big part of the smoking experience, which shows, it's kind of scary to think how well cigarettes are designed by the manufacturers. OK. Now, what would the perfect experience look like on the five senses graph? It would, of course, be a horizontal line along the top. Now you can see, not even as intense an experience as riding a motorbike comes close. In fact, in the years that I gathered data, only one experience came close to being the perfect one. That is, of course, sex. Great sex. Respondents said that great sex hits all of the five senses at an extreme level. Here I'll quote one of my students who said, "Sex is so good, it's good even when it's bad." So the five senses theory does help explain why sex is so good. Now in the middle of all this five senses work, I suddenly remembered the solar-powered clocks project from my youth. And I realized this theory also explains why Chris's clock is so much better than mine. You see, my clock only focuses on sight, and a little bit of touch. Here's Chris's clock. It's the first clock ever that uses smell to tell the time. In fact, in terms of the five senses, Chris's clock is a revolution. And that's what this theory taught me about my field. You see, up till now, us designers, we've mainly focused on making things look very pretty, and a little bit of touch, which means we've ignored the other three senses. Chris's clock shows us that even raising just one of those other senses can make for a brilliant product. So what if we started using the five senses theory in all of our designs? Here's three quick ideas I came up with. This is an iron, you know, for your clothes, to which I added a spraying mechanism, so you fill up the vial with your favorite scent, and your clothes will smell nicer, but hopefully it should also make the ironing experience more enjoyable. We could call this "the perfumator." All right, next. So I brush my teeth twice a day, and what if we had a toothbrush that tastes like candy, and when the taste of candy ran out, you'd know it's time to change your toothbrush? Finally, I have a thing for the keys on a flute or a clarinet. It's not just the way they look, but I love the way they feel when you press down on them. Now, I don't play the flute or the clarinet, so I decided to combine these keys with an instrument I do play: the television remote control. Now, when we look at these three ideas together, you'll notice that the five senses theory doesn't only change the way we use these products but also the way they look. So in conclusion, I've found the five senses theory different experiences in my life, and then taking those best experiences and hopefully incorporating them into my designs. Now, I realize the five senses isn't the only thing that makes life interesting. There's also the six emotions and that elusive x-factor. Maybe that could be the topic of my next talk. Until then, please have fun using the five senses in your own lives and your own designs. Oh, one last thing before I leave. Here's the experience you all had while listening to the TED Talks. However, it would be better if we could boost up a couple of the other senses like smell and taste. And the best way to do that is with free candy. You guys ready? All right.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
結果的に、トロイたとその家族や恋人たちには、ライエルの住む村へ移住してもらうことになった。これは、このままコルボ村に住んでいたら、またクファルの残党に利用される可能性があることや、何かあった時にも村に入れてもらえないのでは、生きていくのが苦しいだろうという配慮によるものだ。トロイたちはライエルの配下になり、村の自警団として働くことになった。しばらくは風当たりはつらいだろうが、それは犯した罪の罰ということで納得してもらっている。そしても、罰を受けねばならない存在がいた。「いい、フィーナ。あなたが今日やったことは、人ひとりの人生を破壊しかねないほど、大変なことだったのよ?」「ごめんなさぁい」「これは謝って済む問題じゃないの。今後はこういう間違いを犯さないよう、しっかりと教育する必要があるわ」「えうぅぅぅ」マリアの前で正座させられ、涙目になって謝るフィーナ。それほどに怒ったマリアは恐ろしいと認識されている。しかも今回はその両脇にコルティナとアシェラも一緒に立っていた。無責任な破戒神の言葉を真に受け、誘拐犯を振り回した罪は、それほどまでに重い。下手をすればフィーナの身の安全すら危なくなる可能性があっただけに、日頃は穏和なアシェラも容赦していなかった。「罰としてお尻ペンペンは当然として、教育の方も少し考える必要があるわね」「ええ。あの白い子も悪い子じゃないんだけど、少しフリーダムなことを吹き込み過ぎなのよね」「フィーナは素直な分、影響を受けやすいから、教育者の方にも問題があるのかもねぇ」「まぁ、あの白いのだからな」思わずレイドが話題に口を挟む。それくらいには彼は縁の深い人間だった。ミシェルの持つサードアイを見ればわかる通り、破戒神の技術力はやはり桁が違う。今回のフィーナの行動は、それを如実に表している。「とはいえ、悪意のある子じゃないし、薬学の知識も高いし、彼女だけを責めるのも何か違う気も......」「もう、マリアはそういうところでいい子なんだから」悩むマリアにアシェラは頬を膨らませて不満を呈する。この様子だと、どちらが年上かわからない。こういった雰囲気を見る限り、アシェラの方が破戒神に似て見えるから不思議だ。「まぁ、やっちゃいけないことをきちんとフィーナに教えていけば、問題はないだろう。それに子供をいつまでも座らせておくのも酷だぞ」レイドはそういうと、フィーナを抱き上げて三人の前から移動させた。「アンタって、本当に子供に甘いわね」「そうでもないさ」「そうでもあるのよ。前に孤児院でも子供の突撃受けて下敷きになってたでしょ。避けれたはずなのに」「......そういうこともあったな。まあ、その時の気分で変わるんだよ」軽く肩を竦めながらフィーナの背中を軽く叩いて、泣いている彼女をあやす。その姿は妙に堂に入っていて、まるで手慣れているかのように、マリアたちには見えた。「なんだか手慣れているように見えるんだけど? まさかどこかで隠し子とか作ってるんじゃないでしょうね? 主に産む方で!」「人聞きの悪いこと言うな!? 俺も元は孤児院育ちだから、慣れてんだよ」ということにしておきたいレイドである。本当は頻繁にフィーナに会いに来ているので、慣れただけだったりする。「そ、それよりライエルの方はどうなんだ? 問題は出るんじゃないか?」「そりゃ、多少はな。でもまあ、最初キツめにしごいてやれば、文句も出なくなるだろう。それにカッちゃんも鍛え直す必要がありそうだし」「キュッ!?」唐突に話題を振られたカーバンクルは、驚愕にほぼ垂直に飛び上がった。「ライエル基準のきつめか......死ぬかもな。それと俺も思ってたんだよ。カーバンクル、こっちに来てから妙に鈍ってねぇ?」「こっちに来てから......って、そうか、マクスウェルの下で働いてたんだったな。ニコルのことは知っていたんだな」「まぁな。機密だから話せなかったが。それになんか、腹のところがタプタプしてるし」「それでも少し痩せたんだぞ。以前はもっと丸かった」「そこまでか......」なんだかんだでニコルたちの冒険に付き合っていた頃は、運動量も多かったカーバンクルである。ところがここにきて、乳幼児だったフィーナの側に付きっきりだったこともあり、その運動量も、戦闘勘もめっきり減ってしまっていた。仕方ないことかもしれないが、それが今回の事件のきっかけになってしまったと考えられても、無理はない。「これはフィーナと一緒に運動させた方がいいかもしれないな」「でもフィーナはまだ三歳なんだろ。激しい運動はできないはずだ」「大丈夫、ニコルなんてコボルド相手に喧嘩売ってたぞ」「俺......アレを基準にするなっての」うっかり自分のことだと暴露しそうになるレイドだったが、マクスウェルの仕事を手伝っていたという設定があるので、ニコルを知っていたことはあまり問題にならなかったようだった。「ともあれ、連中も居場所が見つかったんなら、これ以上悪さはしないだろう」「俺が心配してるのは、そっちより別の残党が口封じに来ないかってところだけどな」「ああ、その可能性もあるな。もっともその時は念入りに返り討ちにしてやる。今回は行き場をなくした拳を容赦なく、な......」「完全当たりじゃねぇか......」呆れた顔をするレイドが、ようやくフィーナを椅子の上に降ろす。フィーナは不満そうだったが、怒られるよりはマシと大人しくしていた。こうしてはた迷惑な子供の悪戯は、無事終結したのだった。	In the end, Troy’s group along with their family and lover were told to move to Lyell’s village. This was because leaving them at Kolbo left the risk of them being used by Kufar’s remnants, and also in consideration for them, since it would be hard to go on if something happened again and they weren’t let inside the village. It was decided that Troy’s group would become Lyell’s subordinates and join the village’s vigilance corps. They’d probably receive severe criticism for some time, but they accepted that as punishment for their crimes. There was also one more person who had to be punished. “Listen, Fina. What you did today was something so serious it could destroy someone’s life.” “I’m sorry.” “This isn’t something that can be solved with an apology. I have to properly educate you so you don’t repeat the same mistake in the future.” “Uuughhh.” Fina sat on her knees before Maria with teary eyes. She knew very well how scary an angry Maria was. And this time, Cortina and Ashella also stood by her side. Taking God of Destruction’s irresponsible words at face value was a sin that heavy. In the worst case, even her own well-being would’ve been in danger, so even the normally gentle Ashella was quite merciless. “Slapping your butt as punishment is a decided matter, but your education certainly needs to be addressed too.” “Indeed. That white girl is not a bad person, but she inspired her with a bit too much unrestrained advice.” “Fina is honest, but that makes it all the easier to influence her, so the teacher is probably at fault too.” “Well, it’s the Whitey we’re talking about here.” Reid ended up interjecting without thinking. He was just that connected to her. Seeing Michelle’s Third Eye would tell you that God of Destruction’s technical prowess were in a different league. But it was a valid worry that her easily elated nature would influence her badly. Fina’s current actions were proof of that. “But she isn’t a mean girl, and her pharmacy knowledge is high, so it wouldn’t be right to blame just her alone...” “Oh Maria, that’s why you’re such a good girl.” As Maria worried to herself, Ashella stood with puffed cheeks, showing her discontent. It was hard to tell who was older. This atmosphere made Ashella look similar to God of Destruction, which was a mystery. “Well, as long as we properly teach Fina what she shouldn’t do, there should be no problems. Also, making a child sit for so long is pretty harsh.” Reid said so, picked up Fina, and moved her away from the three. “You really are weak to children.” “Not really.” “Yes really. Even back in the orphanage, you took the kids’ charge attacks head-on and ended up squashed under them. You could’ve avoided them if you wanted.” “...I guess that did happen. Well, I just act based on my mood during the occasion.” He shrugged lightly and tapped on crying Fina’s back to soothe her. Maria and others saw his actions far too skillful, as if he was used to doing this. “You seem strangely skillful at that. Don’t tell me you have an illegitimate child or something, do you? The one you’ve given birth to, in specific.” “Stop saying scandalous things!! I’m from an orphanage so I’m used to this stuff.” Reid wanted them to leave it at that. In reality, it was because he was seeing Fina all the time, so he got used to it. “M-More importantly, what about Lyell’s side? Wouldn’t it cause problems?” “Well, a bit, I guess? If I start working them hard at first, they should have no complaints. There’s also the need to train Kabby again.” “Squee?!” The Carbuncle became the topic suddenly and leaped vertically from shock. Fina saw that from Reid’s arms and started laughing. “Hard with Lyell’s standard, huh... they might die. And yeah, I also thought about that. Carbuncle, haven’t you grown strangely blunt every since you came here?” “Ever since... Oh, I see, you did work under Maxwell, didn’t you? So you knew Nicole all along, huh?” “Well, yeah. I couldn’t say it since it was a secret. Anyway, it’s gotten flabby around the stomach too.” “This is the result after losing weight. It used to be even rounder.” “Seriously...” Back then it accompanied Nicole’s group on adventures, it got a lot of exercise. But after coming here, it has been constantly stuck at the infant Fina’s side, so both its exercise and combat sense had decreased. It was probably something unavoidable, but it was also natural to think that was the main reason why this situation happened. “Maybe it would be better to have it work along with Fina.” “But Fina is still only three years old. She shouldn’t be able to do intense exercises.” “It’s okay, Nicole even went against Kobolds at that age.” “I’m... She’s not someone to make a standard.” Reid almost exposed himself, but with his ongoing setting that he worked under Maxwell, the fact that he knew Nicole didn’t arouse much suspicion. “At any rate, they found their place too, so they shouldn’t do any more wrongdoings.” “What I’m worried about is instead whether other remnants would come to seal off their mouths.” “Oh, that is certainly possible. However, I will just turn the tables on them. They will take my fists that lost their target this time around.” “You just wanna vent your anger, don’t you...” Reid spoke in exasperation, and finally, put Fina down on the chair. Fina seemed dissatisfied at that, but she behaved since it was better than being the target of their anger. Like this, a child prank that caused trouble to everyone, ended without an incident.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 3, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
ミトロフは施療院の帰りに、街の高台にある広場に向かう。そこは街できる憩いの場だ。陽気に誘われた家族づれや恋人たちの姿が多く見える。広場の端っこに、ベンチがある。そこに予想通り、グラシエが座っていた。ミトロフは彼女の隣に座る。こうしで並んで街を、視界の遠くにあるエルフの森を眺めるのは目だった。グラシエはミトロフが座ったことに気づいている。けれど顔を向けることもない。さああ、と吹き抜ける風に銀の髪を泳がせながら、どこか気の抜けた表情でいる。「ギルドに行ってきた。ミケルは元気そうだ」「そうか。それは良きことじゃの」「やっぱり行進のせいで、低ランクの冒険者は迷宮に入れないままだったよ。一週間以内には解除されるって話だったけど」「そうか」トロルの行進が確認されたことで、迷宮は一時的に封鎖されていた。と言っても、トロルが現れた浅階が封鎖されただけであって、より深い場所を攻略している冒険者には影響がない話だ。高ランク冒険者たちの手でトロルの行進は殲滅されたが、ギルドは調査に余念がない。それだけ魔物の行進というのは異常事態であるらしい。迷宮内の安全を確認してもらえるのは頼もしいことだが、今ばかりはそれももどかしい。グラシエにとっては、目標を前にして身動きがとれないのだ。「......昨夜、エルフの里から使いが来た」「良い報告、ではなさそうだな」「うむ。聖樹の葉が次々と枯れているそうじゃ。もう時間はあまりあるまい。一週間もつかどうか」深刻な問題でありながら、グラシエは奇妙に平坦な声でいる。それがかえって、彼女の抱える悩みの大きさを物語っているような気がした。「他の手段はないのか? グラシエ以外のエルフだって何か探しているんだろう?」「もちろん、そうしておる。じゃがどれも芳しくないようじゃの」ミトロフはブヒィ、と鼻から大きく息を吐いた。エルフの森には太古からの精霊が宿る聖樹がある。その管理を滞りなく行なってきたからこそ、グラシエの一族はその森で安寧に暮らしていたのだ。もし聖樹が枯れてしまえば、彼女たちがいる理由はなくなってしまう。今代の王はひときわ、そうした願掛けや精霊的な力を信仰していると聞く。「......自分の治世で聖樹が枯れたなどと耳にすれば、王はさぞお怒りになるであろうな」「......縁起は良くないだろうな」いや、良くないどころではないか、とミトロフは内心でつぶやいた。聖樹が枯れる。それは凶兆、精霊による王の否定、大災害の兆し......どうとでも捉えられるが、どれも良いものになりそうにない。王族や貴族というのはとにかく縁起や占いを重要視する。この世界に目には見えぬ大きな意思があると思っている。聖樹が枯れたとなれば、それはミトロフが思うよりも大ごとになるかもしれない。「だが、どうにもならぬな」と、グラシエはミトロフに顔を向けた。笑っている。力のない、やけに透明な笑い方だった。諦め、という文字が浮かんで見えた。「迷宮には入れぬ。もし入っても青鹿は見つからぬ。となれば、われはお手上げじゃ。情けないが、ここが精一杯というものじゃろうて」ふぅ、と。長い人生の重荷に疲れ果てた老人のように息をついて。「ミトロフ、お主には本当に世話になったのう。トロルとの戦いは見事じゃったぞ。あれこそ本物の戦士と教えられたようじゃったわ」「......すべて終わったみたいな言い方をするな、きみは」「終わったのじゃ。なに、森を失ってもなんとか生きていけるじゃろうて。さすがに、一族郎党を根切りにされるなどは、あるまいよ」冗談のように言うグラシエに、ミトロフは笑い返せないでいる。	On his way back from the treatment center, Mitrof headed to a plaza on a hill in the city where you could overlook the entire city. The location was a relaxing spot where families and couples were enjoying the nice weather. At the edge of the plaza, there was a bench, and as expected, Grace was sitting there. Mitrof sat next to her. It was their third time sitting side by side, watching the city and the elven forest far away. Grace noticed that Mitrof was sitting next to her, but she did not turn her face. Swimming her silver hair in the wind blowing through, and she had a somewhat relaxed expression on her face. “I went to the guild, and Mikel seemed to be doing well,” said Mitrof. “I see—that’s good to hear,” replied Grace. “Thanks to the ‘March,’ low-ranked adventurers still cannot enter the labyrinth—they said it would be lifted within a week,” added Mitrof. “I see.” The “March” of trolls caused the temporary closure of the labyrinth. However, it only affected the shallow areas where trolls appeared, and it did not affect the adventurers who were exploring deeper into the labyrinth. The “march” of the trolls had been completely eradicated by the hands of high-ranking adventurers, but the guild still conducted thorough investigations. Apparently, the “march” of monsters was an abnormal situation. Confirming the safety within the labyrinth was reliable, but at this moment it was frustrating for Grace, who felt immobilized in the face of her goals. “...Last night, a messenger came from the elf village.” “It doesn’t sound like good news.” “Indeed, the leaves of the Divine Tree are withering one after another; time is running out, and it may not even last for a week.” Although it was a serious problem, Grace’s voice strangely remained flat. It seemed to reflect the weight of her troubles. “Is there no other way?—aren’t other elves looking for a solution besides Grace?” “Of course, they are, but none of them seem to be successful.” Mitrof let out a big, snorting breath through his nose. In the elf forest, there is a divine tree that houses ancient spirits. It is because the management of the tree has been carried out without interruption, that Grace’s tribe has been able to live peacefully in the forest. If the Divine Tree were to wither away, there would be no reason for them to be there. It is said that the current king places an especially strong faith in such wishes and spiritual powers. “...The king will be very angry if he hears that the Divine Tree has withered in his reign. “...It would be a bad omen.” ‘No, it wouldn’t just be a bad omen.’ Mitrof muttered inwardly. The withering of the Divine Tree could be interpreted in any number of ways—an ill omen, a rejection of the king by the spirits, a precursor to a great disaster—but none of them seemed good. The royal family and nobility place great importance on omens and divination. They believe that there is a great invisible will at work in the world. If the sacred tree were to wither away, it could become an even bigger event than Mitrof imagines. “But there’s nothing I can do.” Grace turned her face towards Mitrof and smiled—a powerless and strangely transparent smile. The word “resignation” was written all over it. “We cannot enter the labyrinth—and even if we do, the blue deer will not be found—then I am at my wit’s end. It’s pathetic, but that’s about all we can do.” She sighed heavily, like an old woman who had carried a heavy load all her life. “Mitrof, I really appreciate all that you have done for me—your battle with the troll was magnificent—you taught me what a true warrior is.” “Don’t say it’s all over for us.” “It’s over—even if we lose the forest, we’ll manage to survive somehow—of course, we won’t have our tribe roots with us.” Grace spoke as if it were a joke, but Mitrof couldn’t bring himself to laugh.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 1, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
「レオ、子供達と遊んでたのか」奥さんにスープを頼んで家を出ると、数人の子供達が集まってレオと戯れていた。俺が出て来た事に気付いたレオは、子供達がらいったん離れ、こちらへと近づいて来る。しかし、その途中首を傾げたレオは、不審気に鳴いてうなり始めた。「どうしたんだ、レオ? 何かあったのか?」近づいて来る途中で止まって、俺に向かってうなるレオ。一体どうしたんだろうと声を掛けてみると、鳴きながら首を振ってまたうなる。 ......もしかして、俺というより、俺が持っている物......か? 「これか?」「ウゥゥゥゥゥ! ガウワウ!」俺が手に持っていたガラス球をレオの前に持って行くと、さっきまでより強くうなった後、吠えた。その声を聞いて、横にいたハンネスさんは体を硬直させている。子供達は、レオの後ろから様子を窺っているが、急に様子が変わったレオに怯えている様子だ。「......すみませんハンネスさん、ちょっとこれを持っていてもらえますか?」レオの様子を恐る恐る窺っているハンネスさんに、ガラス球を渡しながら、安心させるように笑顔で話す。「ワフ......」俺がガラス球をハンネスさんに渡した事で、レオは安心した表情を浮かべた。やっぱり、あのガラス球に何か感じる物があったんだろう。「よしよし、皆が怯えるから、あまり強く吠えたりしたら駄目だぞ?」レオに近付いて、体を撫でながら落ち着かせるように話しかける。俺の言葉で、子供達も怯えてる事に気付いたレオは、申し訳なさそうな声を出して頭を垂れた。「しかし、どうしたんだ? 魔物が出たわけじゃないのに、急にうなり始めるなんて。あのガラス球に何かあるのか?」「ワフ。ワフワフ......ワウー」俺の問いかけに、一度頷いて肯定した後、説明するように鳴き始める。ふむ......ガラス球から嫌なものを感じる......か。「それはどんな感じなんだ? 魔物のような気配とかか?」えっと......この村に来てすぐに、かすかに感じていた感じと似ている......か。「この村だけか? 今でもここでその気配はあるか?」ふむふむ......今はこの村のその嫌な感じは無くなった、と。同じような気配は、ラクトスの街で感じたのか......えっと、孤児院? 孤児院でも同じ嫌な気配を感じた......この村と孤児院との共通点って......。「もしかして......病気......か?」レオが肯定するように、大きく頷く。この村と、ラクトスの孤児院であった共通する事は、病気が蔓延していた事だろう。子供がいる事も共通している事だが、それだと今その気配を感じないのはおかしい。子供好きなレオが、子供に対して嫌な気配を感じるなんて事も無いだろうしな。「つまり、孤児院とこの村で病気が蔓延してた気配と同じものを、あのガラス球から感じるんだな?」またも頷くレオ。レオが言うには、孤児院や村の人達が病気だった時に感じていた嫌な感じ......気配が、ガラス球からはより濃く感じるという事らしい。「どういう事だ......ガラス球から似たような気配......それも濃く感じる......というのは......」「......どうされたのですか?」どういう事か考えている俺に、ガラス球を持って様子を窺っていたハンネスさんが話しかけて来る。俺が深刻な表情をしていたためか、ハンネスさんの顔は心配顔だ......多分、まだレオの様子がおかしいんだと思っているんだろうな。「あぁ、すみません。レオの方はもう大丈夫ですよ」「......そうなのですか? ですが、何やら深刻そうな顔をされていましたが......?」「レオとは別の事ですから。な、レオ」「ワフ」ハンネスさんを安心させるため、硬くなった表情を崩しながら声を出す。レオの方も、怯えさせないよう俺の言葉に頷いて安心させてくれた。しかし、そのレオの目線はハンネスさんの持つガラス球から離れない......嫌な感じがするから、どうしても気になってしまうんだろう。「......本当に大丈夫、なのですね?」再度確認をして来るハンネスさん。まだレオにそこまで慣れてないというのがあるんだろう。子供と違って、村長という立場もあるため、こういう事に対しては少し警戒してしまうのかもしれないな。俺とレオがもう一度しっかり頷いて返事をすると、ようやくハンネスさんは安心したように息を吐いた。「それで、レオ様が大丈夫なら何故難しい顔をされていたのですか?」「その事なんですが......ハンネスさん。この球は危険な物かもしれません」「これがですか? ですが、これはワインを美味しくさせるための物なはずですが......?」ハンネスさんは、ガラス球を持って来た商人の事を信用しているようだ。まぁ、ブドウを仕入れる先の商人なのだから、信用してないと取引なんて出来ないだろうから、当然の事か。「レオがさっきから様子がおかしかったのは、この球が原因なんです。この球からは、村の人達が掛かった病と同じ気配がする......と」レオが病と球に同じ嫌な気配を感じ取った事をハンネスさんに説明する。俺の横で、レオも同意するように頷く。ハンネスさんの方は、信じられないというようにガラス球を見た。「確認しますが......このガラス球を商人が持って来たのは1カ月と少し前。そして、この村に病が蔓延したのはいつ頃ですか?」「この球を持って来た商人は、先程言いましたように、1カ月と少し前で間違いありません。......この村の物が始めに疫病に罹ったのは......確か、1カ月程前になります。最初は蔵で働く者が一人だったのですが、少しづつ広がり始めて......」	“Wuff?” “Leo. Have you been playing with the children?” “...Wuff... Woouuu.” When I stepped out of the house, I saw that a few children had gathered around Leo and were playing. Leo noticed me and separated from the children once and walked over. However, she suddenly stopped and tilted her head to the side. Then she began to growl suspiciously. “What is it, Leo? Did something happen?” “Wuff. Wuff... Wouuu...” Leo continued to stand still and growl towards me. What the hell was happening? But she just shook her head and growled again. ...Maybe it wasn’t me, but what I was holding...? “This?” “Wouu! Grau! Grau!” When I held out the glass sphere in front of me, Leo began to growl even louder. Mr. Hannes froze after hearing this. Even the children, who had been staring curiously in our direction, were frightened by this sudden change in Leo. “...I’m sorry, Mr. Hannes. But could you hold this for now?” “Ye-yes. ...Is everything alright?” “I’m sure it is. Barking like this doesn’t mean that Leo is going to attack anyone.” As Mr. Hannes looked at Leo with mounting terror, I handed him the glass sphere. Then I smiled and told him not to worry. “Wuff...” Now that I was no longer holding the glass sphere, Leo’s expression turned to that of relief. So she really had sensed something from that glass sphere. “Now, now. You shouldn’t bark so loudly, or you might scare the other people.” “Wuff...” I said to her gently as I petted her to help calm her down. Now that Leo understood that the children had been scared, she lowered her head and groaned apologetically. “Still, what happened? It’s not like any monster suddenly appeared. Did you sense something in that glass sphere?” “Wuff. Wuff-wuff...wou.” I asked, and then Leo nodded once and then began to bark her explanation. Hmm... So you do sense something wrong in the glass sphere... “What does it feel like? Is it similar to the presence of a monster?” Uhh... It is like the thing you felt faintly when we first came to this village...? “Only in this village? Hmm... But you don’t feel it in the village anymore... But you felt something similar in the town of Ractos... Uh, at the orphanage? So she felt the same disagreeable presence at the orphanage... As for what this village and the orphanage have in common... “Could it be...the illness...?” “Wuff!” Leo barked affirmatively. So the thing the two places had in common was the illness. They also both had children, but that couldn’t be the reason that Leo was disturbed. After all, Leo liked children, and would not have negative feelings about being around them. “In other words, you sense a similar sickly feeling from that glass sphere?” Leo nodded again. According to Leo, not only was the feeling she had similar...but it was stronger in the glass sphere. “What does this mean... The same presence from the sphere...but stronger...” “...What is the matter?” As I pondered over it, Mr. Hannes asked me what had happened. I had such a serious expression, that he had become worried... He probably thought that there was something wrong with Leo. “Ah, I’m sorry. No, Leo really is fine now.” “...Is that so? But you looked very concerned about something...” “Yes, but it’s not about Leo. Right, Leo?” “Wuff.” I forced a smile while talking in order to reassure him. Leo also nodded so that he would not be afraid. However, Leo continued to stare at the glass sphere in his hand... As she sensed something bad from it, she could not ignore it. “...Everything...really is fine then?” “Yes.” “Wuff.” Mr. Hannes asked again. I suppose it was because he hadn’t really gotten used to Leo yet. And unlike the children, he had his position as the village chief, so he would be more cautious than most. And so Leo and I answered again firmly, and he finally sighed with relief. “So, if Leo is fine, then what is troubling you now?” “About that... Mr. Hannes, I think that sphere might be dangerous.” “This thing? But this is supposed to make the wine more delicious...” Mr. Hannes seemed like he still trusted the merchant who had brought it. Well, this was the person who sold them grapes. If they didn’t trust each other, then they could not trade. “The reason that Leo was acting oddly earlier is because of that sphere. She says that it has a similar presence to the illness that had overtaken this village...” “Wuff. Wuff.” “This sphere? Surely not...” I explained to Mr. Hannes what Leo had said. And then Leo nodded in agreement. But as for Mr. Hannes, he looked at the sphere with disbelief. “Let me ask you this... The sphere was brought by the merchant a little over a month ago. Now, when did the disease start to spread?” “...Indeed, that was when he came... As for when people started to get sick...about one month ago. At first it was just one person, who worked in the storage house. And then it spreaded from there...” “I see...”	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 6, "inserted_lines_src": 11, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
』と共に、ヘリがサーチライトを点灯した。まあ、敵には対空兵器がないから、敵兵を追い立ててパニックに陥れるには効果的か。よし、こっちもそろそろか......。「迫撃砲、撃ちー方始めー!!」キィンキィンキィンキィン...... 1メートルそこそこの、肉厚の薄いあまり頑丈そうには見えない筒に、その筒先から手で弾体を落とし込み、その落下の衝撃で発射されるという、とてもお手軽な兵器、迫撃砲。発射音は、すごく小さい。口径や種類によるけれど、余り大きくないものは『キィン』と僅かにかん高い音がするだけ。他に、『パシュン』とか『パァン』とかいう音がするものもあるけれど、普通の榴弾砲とかに較べると、玩具かと思われるくらい発砲音が小さい。そのくせ、4~5キロ飛ぶし、とにかく筒先から手で落とし込むだけなので連射性能がいい。そして、砲も弾体も小型軽量。こういう場合には、とても使い勝手がいい。 ......但し、精密砲撃にはあまり向かないかも。かなり仰角が大きい、曲射だからねえ......。迫撃砲は、殺傷目的ではなく、パニック助長用。とは言っても、全くの見当外れのところへ撃つわけにはいかないので、勿論1発撃つごとに死傷者が出る。 ......戦争なのだから、仕方ない。しかも、こっちは『侵略された方』だ。ここでたたみ掛けるように攻撃しに潰走に持ち込まないと、この何十倍、何百倍もの死傷者が出ることになるだろう。......敵側にも、そして味方側にも。敵軍は、完全にパニックに陥っている模様。まだ辺りは真っ暗というわけじゃないけれど、一日の行軍が終わり、あとは夕食を摂って眠るだけ、という状況で気が緩んでいるところに、いきなりの大音響と炎の柱、そして次々と身体が千切れ飛ぶ仲間達。聞こえてくるのは轟音、見えるのは仲間達の阿鼻叫喚隊列を組んでいるわけでもなく、上官からの指示もなく、ただ一方的に自分達に降りそそぐ、むごたらしい死を招く光の雨。薄暗くなってからの攻撃なので、機関銃の弾には、数発に1発の割合でが混ぜてある。曳光弾は弾頭の底に黄燐や赤燐、マグネシウム等の発火性物質が仕込んであり、撃つと、それらの物質が燃焼し発光しながら飛んでいく弾丸であり、撃ちながら照準を修正できるから便利だ。敵から射手の位置が判る、通常弾とは弾道が少し変わる、等の欠点があるけれど、今回はそれらの欠点は大した問題とはならない。それどころか、威圧効果が増すから、メリットの方が大きい。それに、近距離だと発火性物質が燃え尽きる前に目標に到達するから、焼夷弾としての効果もある。曳光弾ではなく焼夷効果を本来の目的とした焼夷弾、焼夷徹甲弾のような効果はないが、荷馬車や荷車を焼き払うくらいであれば、それなりの効果は充分に見込めるだろう。まあ、そういう狙いで混ぜているわけじゃないだろうけど......。がどうやら宿営地の中心付近に集中しているらしいことに気付いたのか、一斉に外縁部方向へと散り始めた。別にそういう命令が出たわけではなく、それぞれの『生き延びるための、兵士としての勘』のようなものなのだろう。どぉん! そして、兵士達が蜘蛛の子を散らすように......かなり速度が遅いが......全方位に広がり始めてすぐに、轟音が......。そう、勿論ウルフファングが事前に仕込んでおいた、地雷である。 1個あたり数百円から数千円で敵を倒せる、とても経済的な兵器である、地雷。特に対人地雷は、安くて効果的。殺さずに重傷を負わせれば、敵に与える負担が大きくなって、いいことずくめ。 ......仕掛ける側にとっては。そして、その場所が敵国内であり、自軍が後でそこに進軍することがなく、戦後のことや道義的責任とかも一切気にしないのであれば......。勿論、現在の地球においては禁止条約が結ばれているが、条約に加盟していない国もあるし、裏のルートで手に入るし、構造が非常に簡単なため、自作することも容易である。 ......そしてここは、地球じゃない。地球の条約の効果は、ここには及ばないだろう。まあ、対人地雷の最大最悪の特徴である、『戦争が終わっても、そのまま埋まっている』、『非戦闘員である民間人が被害に遭う』というのを避けるため、地雷のタイマーで一定時間が経過すれば自爆するとか、電波で全て起爆するとかいう地雷もあるけれど、そういうのは高くつくし入手に時間がかかるらしいから、今回は安物で。だから、踏むと空中に跳び上がってから爆発して殺傷効果が高いやつだとか、兵列の先頭にいる下っ端ではなく中央付近の騎士や高級士官連中を潰すための『一定回数踏まれてから爆発するやつ』とかも使っていない。本当に安物の、単純な『踏めば爆発する』というだけのやつだ。とにかく、戦後に民間人に被害が出たり、敷設地域が誰も立ち入ることができない場所になったりすることは、許容外だ。いくら地球の協定は関係ないとはいっても、『私が決めたルール』は破らない。それが、最低限の、私の矜持だ。 ......まあ、地雷は、私が『地雷、ついてこい!』で火山の上空にでも転移すれば、処分漏れは発生しないだろうから、心配ないけどね。埋設場所を記録させたのは、私が無差別に地雷を使うつもりはないこと、そして地雷の敷設においてはルール厳守、ということをウルフファングの人達に示すためだ。以後のこの世界における作戦において、安易に地雷を使うことを考えられると困るから......。地雷が埋設してあるのは、前方、つまりゲゲゲ姫がいる王都へと向かう側のみ。引き返す方には、埋めていない。街道にも、道から外れた両脇の草地や荒れ地の部分にも。ま、そちら側の街道部分に埋めていたら、来る時に爆発してるよね。安物のしか使ってないんだから。迫撃砲も、最初は中央部付近に撃ち込んでいたけれど、今は敵軍が夜営していたところと地雷原の中間付近に撃ち込んでいる。そのあたりは敵兵がまばらだけど、たくさんの兵士を殺すのが目的ではなく、自国の方に雪崩を打って敗走させるのが目的だから、それでいい。とにかくそういうわけで、前方側での爆発が続いているわけだけど、迫撃砲はそうたくさん撃ち込んでいるわけじゃない。 ......迫撃砲のそりゃ、数百円の地雷に較べればねぇ。普通の榴弾砲や誘導弾に較べれば安いんだろうけど......。まぁ、敵兵には迫撃砲による爆発と地雷による爆発の区別なんかついていないだろうけどね。ただ、前方に逃げれば爆発して、後方に逃げれば爆発しない。それだけ分かれば充分だ。敵陣には、明かりがなくなっている。どうやら、攻撃側に狙われないよう、焚き火やランプは全て消されたらしい。でも、こっちにはサーチライトや赤外線スコープ、スターライトスコープとかがあるから、そんなに真っ暗というわけではない状況では、視界的には殆ど困らない。逆に向こうの方が、外していた武器や防具を見つけられなかったり、自分の現在位置や上官の居場所が分からなくなって混乱に拍車を掛けているみたいだ。そして上官の方も、散り散りになってしまった自分の部下に命令を下すことができなくなっている。食事をする寸前の、武器防具を外し、気が緩んだ瞬間。い、所属部隊の仲間や上官、指揮官達と完全にはぐれてしまった兵士達。所定の位置から外れ落ち、どこかへ転がってしまった歯車。そんなものには、何の価値もない。発射速度は落としたが、撃ち込む場所を少しずつ中央寄りへと近付けている迫撃砲。そしてそんなものは殆ど関係ないくらいに、あからさまに敵兵を追い立てる2機の汎用ヘリ。勿論、大音量で『ワルキューレの騎行』を流しながら、サーチライトで威嚇し、機関銃をぶっ放しながら......。よし、完全に敗走が始まったな。	Along with [The Ride of the Valkyrie] music, the helicopter turned on the searchlight. Well, the enemy doesn’t have anti-aircraft weapons, so it would be effective in driving out the enemy soldiers and causing them to panic. Okay, it’s about time for this one, too...... [Mortars, start firing!] Mitsuha Kyin kyin kyin kyin...... A mortar is a very handy weapon. A mortar shell is dropped by hand from the top of a tube about meter long that does not look very sturdy and the propellant is ignited by the impact of the fall. The noise while firing it is very quiet (for a gun). It depends on the diameter and type, but if it’s not too big, it just makes a slight high-pitched < > sound. There are also some that make a < pashun pan > sound, but compared to regular howitzers, the firing sound is so low that you would think they were toys. Even so, it flies for up to to kilometers and has good continuous shooting performance since you just drop it by hand from the tip of the tube anyway. Also, the gun and its ammunition are small and lightweight. In such cases, it is very easy to use. ......However, it may not be very good for precision bombardment. It has a fairly large elevation angle because its trajectory makes an arch when firing...... Mortars are not primarily intended to kill but to advocate panic and chaos. That being said, we can’t shoot in the completely wrong target, since, of course, there will be casualties with each shot. ......It’s a war, so we have no choice. Moreover, we are the <invaded> side. If we don’t attack here and crush them all at once, there will be dozens or even hundreds of times more casualties... On both sides. The enemy forces seem to be in a complete mess. It wasn’t quite dark yet, they simply ended the day’s march, and they were about to eat dinner then sleep afterwards. They first heard a roaring thunderous sound, then what followed was what they can only see as a hellish image of their friends screaming and weeping. They were not in formation, and there were no orders from their superiors, just a one-sided rain of deadly light pouring down on them. Since the attack took place after dark, the machine gun rounds were mixed with tracer rounds at a rate of one in several rounds. Tracer ammunition means ignitable substances such as yellow phosphorus, red phosphorus, and magnesium is charged in the bottom of the bullet, and when you shoot, those substances burn and fly while emitting light, which is convenient because you can correct your aim while shooting. .. Although, there are some disadvantages to it, such as the enemy being able to see the shooter’s position, and the ballistic trajectory being slightly different from normal bullets, but these disadvantages are not a big problem this time. On the contrary, the advantages are greater because the effect is more intimidating. In addition, at close range, it can pass as an incendiary round because it will reach the target before the ignitable material burns up. While it is not as effective as an incendiary round or incendiary armor-piercing ammunition, which were originally intended to burn rather than help with aiming , tracer rounds can be expected to be effective enough to burn down wagons and carts. Well, I don’t think they mixed those in for that purpose... The enemy soldiers, who had simply been running around in the dark for a while, began to disperse toward the outer edge of the camp as if they had noticed that the rain of light-sprinkling death seemed to be concentrated near the center of the camp. It wasn’t like they had been ordered to do so, but rather that each of them had a <soldier’s intuition> to survive. Do~o n Then, as soon as the soldiers began to spread out in all directions...... as if they were spiders, albeit quite slowly, there was a sudden roar....... Yes, of course, it was the mines that Wolf Fang had planted beforehand. Land mines are a very economical weapon that can kill an enemy for a few hundred to a few thousand yen per unit. Anti-personnel mines are especially cheap and effective. If we can seriously injure them without killing them, we can increase the burden on the enemy, which is a good thing... ......For the person who sets it up, at least. Moreover, if the location is in the base of the invading enemy, and your troops won’t be marching there later, plus, if you don’t care about any postwar affairs, don’t have moral obligations, or any responsibilities, then....... Of course, there is a treaty that prohibits such nasty traps on Earth today, but there are countries that are not members of the aforementioned treaty, it is also available through back channels, and its structure is so simple that it is easy to make it yourself. ......Besides, this isn’t Earth. The effects of Earth’s treaties would not extend here. Well, in order to avoid the worst features of anti-personnel mines, such as <remaining buried even after the war is over> and <causing damage to non-combatant civilians>, the number of mines laid is very small, and the locations of the mines are accurately recorded and the number of explosions is checked to ensure that all mines are disposed of after they have been used. There are also mines that self-destruct after a certain amount of time (on a timer), or that detonate by radio waves, but I heard those are expensive and take a long time to get, so I went with the cheapest one I could find. So I didn’t use the ones that <jump up in the air when you step on them and then explode> for a high killing effect, or the ones that <explode after being stepped on a certain number of times> to crush the knights and high-ranking officers near the center instead of the lowly ones at the front of the line. Just a really cheap and simple <step on it and it explodes> kind of thing. Anyway, it is unacceptable to cause damage to civilians after the war or to lay waste in an area and make a place where no one can enter. No matter how much I disregard Earth’s treaties, I will not break the <rules that I have set>. That is the least I can do. ......Well, I’m not worried about the mines, because I’ll be able to say <mines, follow me!>. Because I won’t miss a single mine if I teleport it above an active volcano, so I don’t have to worry about a thing. The reason I had them record the location of the mines was to show the Wolf Fang people that I did not intend to use mines indiscriminately, and that I would follow the rules when laying mines. I don’t want those people to think about using mines easily in their future operations in this world either...... The mines are only buried in the front, that is, on the side leading to the royal capital where Princess Gegege is. I didn’t bury it in the direction where they came from. Not on the highway, nor in the grasslands, and not even on the wasteland areas on either side of the road. Well, if they were buried on the road, they would have exploded when they came. We’re only using the cheap ones after all. The mortars were first fired near the center of the camp, but now they are being fired halfway between the minefield and where the enemy forces were running at night. That area is sparsely populated with enemy soldiers, but that’s okay because the goal is not to kill a lot of soldiers, but to avalanche them towards this country and defeat them. Anyway, that’s why there are still explosions on the front, but not so many mortar shells are flying. ......I heard that mortar shells were expensive. That is, compared to a few hundred yen land mine. I guess they are normally cheaper than howitzer shells and guided missiles...... Well, the enemy soldiers won’t be able to tell the difference between a mortar explosion and a mine explosion. But still, if you run forward, it will explode, and if you run backward, it will not. That’s all you need to know. There were no more lights in the enemy camp. Apparently, all the fires and lamps had been extinguished to avoid being targeted by the attackers. But since we have searchlights, infrared scopes, and starlight scopes, we have little to no trouble seeing in situations where it’s not totally pitch black. On the contrary, the other side seems to be adding more to the confusion by not being able to find the weapons and armor they had removed, or by not knowing their current location or the location of their superiors. And even the superiors can no longer give orders to their own men who are scattered all over the place. They were at the moment when they were about to eat and after taking off their weapon armor to relax. With no time to put on their gear, the soldiers fled in the dark, completely separated from their unit, superiors, and commanders. Gears that have scattered all over the place and rolled somewhere. Such things have no value anymore. The firing speed has been reduced, but the mortar shells are gradually moving closer to the center of the target area. And then, the two general-purpose helicopters that blatantly drive the enemy soldiers away, almost to the point where it’s pointless. Of course, we had to play <Ride of the Valkyries> at max volume, intimidate them with searchlights, and blast them with machine guns...... Alright, routing is almost complete.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 8, "inserted_lines_trg": 2 }
フランチェスカ・ヴィオール・エトル・セトゥレウは、現セトゥレウ国王ラザロと元正室王妃ロレイナの間に生まれた長女である。なお、(本来あり得るべきでない例外的処置だが)既に廃位され王宮を出ていることため、正確には『フランチェスカ・ヴィオール・フォスター』を名乗るべき立場にある。母の不貞によって政治的な立場を無くし、『妹のモニカだけではなくフランチェスカも、ラザロ王の血筋ではない』という、言う側も虚偽と分かっているであろう言いがかりにより王宮を出ることになった。しかし彼女は公爵家の監督下に置かれた上で、『武者修行』と称して冒険者活動をすることが許されていた。軟禁し監視下に置くべきだとか、いっそ殺すべきだと声を上げる貴族もあったが、父である王がフランチェスカを庇った結果、彼女は幾許かの自由を手にしたのだ。適合率は、父である現国王ラザロをも超える99.7%。捨てるには惜しすぎる才覚であったため、何かの時に使えはしないかと思う者は多かった。本当に戦いが切羽詰まって『最強のだからこそ彼女は『武者修行』を許されたという面もある。フランチェスカ、即ちビオラは、流水のように揺らめく藍色をした錫杖を天に掲げる。滅びの雨雲が波紋の形に切り刻まれて、雨に濡れた戦場には天使の梯子が掛かった。それは誰もが戦いを忘れて息を呑み、膝を折りそうになるほどの神々しい光景だった。「全く......そうならそうと最初から教えてくれればいいのに」「別に隠そうとしてたわけじゃなくてな、タイミングってもんがあるだろ」ビオラの身の上についてルシェラが聞いたのは、クグセ山防衛計画を立てる段になってのことだ。驚いたと言えば驚いたが、思い返せば納得できる部分もあったし、本人には『廃位されて冒険者になった王女よりドラゴンの養女の方が珍しくないですか?』というもっともなツッコミもされた。「セトゥレウを守れ! 王女殿下に続けぇ――っ!!」「「「おおおおおーっ!!」」」防衛部隊の中核はクグセ山周辺を治めるフォスター公爵の手勢。フランチェスカは今でも『我らの王女殿下』だ。自ら前線に立って決定打を打った彼女の姿に、騎士と兵たちは、生と死の分別すらつかぬ程に士気を高めていた。彼らは物理的に身体が動かなくなるまで、歓喜と熱狂の中に戦い、死ぬだろう。握り潰される紙くずのように、アンガス侯爵軍の陣列が乱れる。セトゥレウ側の兵力が突になったかのように優劣が明白となる。目と肌で感じて分かるほどに、戦いの潮目ができていた。レッドドラゴンが戻るには時間が掛かる。の力を失ったジュリアンが、尚も咆えた。彼の声は騒音の濁流の中でも通るほどで、事態が切迫しても堂々としていた。そう言えばジュリアンの父も良い声をしていたと、ルシェラは思い出した。父譲りの部分もあり、戦いを指揮する者としての教育の賜物でもあるのだろう。だが、マルトガルズの騎士たちは、虚脱したように立ち尽くしていた。「そうすりゃ勝つかも知れねえが......俺は多分死ぬなあ」それは比較的小さな声だったが、鐘の音みたいに響き渡った。ジュリアンはあからさまに面食らっていた。私の言うとおりにすれば勝てるのだ! 何故それが分からん!!」「侯爵様をお守りせよ!」「我に続けぇっ!」癇癪じみたジュリアンの命令に、数人の若い騎士が応じた。血走った狂信の目をして、己の命も省みずルシェラ目がけて突進してくる。ルシェラが地に向けて手をかざすと、土が赤く蕩けてせり上がった。伸び上がった溶岩は、小気味良い音と蒸気を立て、渦巻く水によって急冷却される。それはシュレイに渡されたものと同じ溶岩石の剣だ。「げはっ!」「ぎゃっ!」稲妻の如く踏み込み、岩塊としか言いようがない身の丈を越えるほどの剣を、ルシェラ。鎧を砕く音がして、たかが数人の騎士たちはまとめて吹き飛ばされた。そう、動いたのは数人だけだ。残りの騎士たちは重く疲労したような様子で、ずっと、立ち尽くしていた。ルシェラに襲いかかる者は、もう居なかった。私に従え! 破滅するつもりか! 敗れて生き延びれば、貴様らは断頭台送りだぞ!?」尻尾に火を付けられた犬のようにジュリアンはがなり立てた。それでも騎士たちは動かなかった。敗残の先にあるものが処刑台だけだとしても、彼らはもはや戦うことを放棄していた。糸を切られた操り人形が、床に倒れて二度と動かないかのように。ルシェラが歩みを進めると、騎士たちは引き波のように退いた。手に取るようにハッキリ、彼らの恐怖が見えた。うんざりと、呆れたように、ジュリアンの方を見やる者もあった。『こんな奴のために死にたくない』という彼らの気持ちが、手に取るように見えた。震える手でジュリアンは、腰の剣に手を掛けた。震えて、抜けなかった。「こっ、こっ、こんな時はっ、どうすればいいんだっ!? 長大な溶岩石の剣を肩に溜め、ルシェラの踏み込みは一歩。そして、真っ赤な花が咲いた。この戦場に、既に何百と存在するものが、一つ増えた。他の全ての花と同じ、比較したところで大きくも小さくも尊くも卑しくもない、命一つ分の、血の花が。「地獄でパパに聞いてきなさい」「ごぼっ......」大雑把に剣の形をした巨岩は、ジュリアンの身に纏う鎧と、その肉体をまとめて貫いていた。形を保っていたはずの溶岩石の剣が、再び赤熱。剣は蕩け、燃え上がり、内と外から始原の炎に灼かれたジュリアンの肉体は瞬く間に灰と化した。	Francesca Viole Etre Setulev had been the eldest daughter born to King Lazarus, the reigning monarch of Setulev, and his former lawful queen, Loreina. However, due to an extraordinary and usually unacceptable measure, she had already been dethroned, and she should have rightfully been known as “Francesca Viole Foster.” Her political standing was lost when her mother’s infidelity led to baseless accusations claiming that both Monica, her younger sister, and Francesca were not legitimate heirs of King Lazarus. Despite the accusers knowing the falsehood of their claims, she was forced to leave the royal palace. Nevertheless, Francesca found herself under the watchful eye of the ducal family, who allowed her to embark on adventurer activities, passing them off as “warrior training.” Some nobles clamored for her to be kept under house arrest and constant surveillance, while others even suggested more extreme measures such as assassination. Yet, her father, King Lazarus, came to her defense, granting her a measure of freedom. Her affinity for the Regalia surpassed even that of her father, with an astonishing rate of .%. Her exceptional talents were too valuable to discard, and many considered how she could be of use. Perhaps she might be needed in dire situations when a Regalia user was essential, or serve as a deterrent against potential betrayals by other Regalia users, capable of seizing their powers. Consequently, she was granted permission to undergo “warrior training” as a result. Francesca, also known as Viola, had raised her staff of shimmering indigo, resembling flowing water, towards the heavens. The clouds of doom were etched in ripple-like patterns, and the angelic ladder of crepuscular rays appeared in the rain-soaked battlefield. It was a divine spectacle that left everyone in awe, causing them to momentarily forget about the ongoing battle, almost bringing them to their knees. “Really... You could’ve just told me from the beginning,” Lucella spoke in slight exasperation. “It’s not like I was intentionally hiding anything. It was just a matter of timing, you see,” replied Tim, who had disguised himself as a Setulev knight, appearing next to Lucella and making excuses. Lucella had only learned about Viola’s past when they were in the process of planning the defense of Mount Kuguse. It was surprising, but upon reflection, there were aspects that made sense, and she got retorted back by Viola, saying, “Isn’t being a dragon’s foster daughter rarer compared to a dethroned-princess-turned-adventurer?” which was pretty spot on. “Protect Setulev! Follow Her Highness the Princess!!” “““Yeaaaaahhhhh!!””” At the heart of the defense force stood the troops of Duke Foster, who governed the area surrounding Mount Kuguse. To them, Francesca remained to be “ their princess.” As she took charge on the frontline, delivering a decisive blow, the knights and soldiers were filled with such unwavering zeal that they seemed to forget about life and death. They would fight with exuberance and fervor until their bodies could no longer move, surrendering to the joy and excitement of the moment. Like crumpled scraps of paper being crushed, the formation of Marquis Angus’ army began to falter. The advantage of Setulev’s forces became evident as if they had suddenly doubled in strength. The shift in the tide of battle was palpable, felt through their eyes and skin. “Charge! The Red Dragon will take time to return, and the Regalia cannot be used for an attack right now! They are merely three opponents; what is there to fear! All of you, overwhelm them!” Even without the power of the Regalia, Julian continued to roar. His voice cut through the tumultuous noise, resolute and unyielding, even in the face of imminent danger. Lucella recalled that Julian’s father also had a good commanding voice. It seemed to be an inherited trait, as well as the result of his education as a battle commander. However, the knights of Martgartz stood motionless, seemingly exhausted. “If we do that, maybe we can win... but I’ll probably die,” someone muttered quietly. Though spoken in a relatively low voice, the words reverberated like the sound of a bell. Julian was visibly taken aback. “Hey, all of you! This is your master’s command! If you follow my orders, we can win! Why can’t you understand that!!” “Protect the Marquis!” “Follow me!” In response to Julian’s tantrum-like orders, several young knights complied. With eyes filled with fanatical fervor, they charged toward Lucella, seemingly disregarding their own lives. As Lucella raised her hand towards the ground, the earth reddened and surged upward. The rising lava emitted a pleasing sound and steam, rapidly cooling as it mingled with the swirling water. It was a lava stone sword similar to the one that had been given to her by Shurei. “Gwah!” “Gya!” Closing in with lightning-like speed, Lucella swung the massive sword that could only be described as a lump of rock, surpassing her height, and dealt a decisive blow. The sound of shattering armor echoed, and the few knights were collectively blown away. Yes, only a few of them had moved. The rest of the knights stood there, seemingly burdened by heavy fatigue, rooted to the spot. There was no longer anyone attempting to attack Lucella. “We haven’t lost yet! I haven’t lost yet! This is just a temporary setback! Obey me! Do you intend to lead us to destruction? If we’re defeated and survive, you’ll all be sent to the guillotine, you know?!” Julian’s voice resounded like a dog with its tail set on fire. However, the knights remained motionless. Even with the looming threat of execution after defeat, they had already given up on fighting. They seemed like puppets with their strings cut, collapsing to the ground, never to move again. As Lucella advanced, the knights retreated like receding waves. Their fear was apparent. Some individuals looked at Julian with a mix of annoyance and disbelief. Their sentiment, “I don’t want to die for someone like him,” was evident and undeniable. With trembling hands, Julian reached for the sword at his waist. But he was shaking so much that he couldn’t draw it. “W-What, what should I do in a situation like this?! Why didn’t you teach me, Father!!” Holding the massive lava stone sword on her shoulder, Lucella closed in with a single step. Then, a bright red flower bloomed. In this battlefield, which already housed hundreds of such flowers, one more was added. Just like all the others, it neither stood out nor paled in comparison—a simple blood flower, representing a single life. “Ask your daddy in hell.” “Bwha...” The roughly shaped boulder-like sword pierced through Julian’s armor and flesh, impaling him entirely. The lava rock sword that used to hold its shape turned hot red once again. The sword melted and blazed up, while Julian’s body, burned by the primordial flames both internally and externally, turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 20, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
カビーノの屋敷に乗り込むと人の男が見えた。そして、組み伏せられて、泣いていの少女がいた。叫びながら逃げ出して玄関近くまで来て、捕まったのだろう。チンピラがわめく。いや、ただのチンピラではないのかもしれない。既に少女の首筋にナイフを突きつけている。判断が早い。元冒険者、もしくは兵隊だった可能性が高い。に酷いことをしようとしたから文句を言いに来た」「はぁ? てめえ、なに言ってやがる」チンピラたちの中心にいる恰幅のいい男が不愉快そうに顔をゆがめた。「カビーノさん、とりあえずぶっ殺しましょう」チンピラの一人が恰幅のいい男にそんなことを言っている。やはり、カビーノで間違いなさそうだ。「助けてください!」少女は俺を見て助けを求める。この少女の事情は、まったく知らない。だが、どんな事情があったとしても、この場で助けないという選択肢はない。仮に少女が極悪人だったとしても、それは後で法が裁くべきことだ。「うちの子だけでなく、他の子にも酷いことをしているのか?」「てめえに関係ねーだろうが!」「とりあえず、放してやれ」「なにを勝手なこと言ってやがる! てめえ、生きて帰れると思うなよ!」とりあえず、お話しするにしても、叩きのめしてからの方がよさそうだ。だが、少女の首筋にナイフが突きつけられているので、動きにくい。セルリスも重心を低くし、隙をうかがっている。こういう時こそ、幻術だ。ラーニングさせてくれたルッチラさまさまである。俺はカビーノたちの後方から幻の火をだして煙を流した。火事であると誤認させるのだ。カビーノたちは熱すら感じているはずだ。「なんだと!」ほぼ全員の視線が後方に向く。すぐにこちらに向き直り、カビーノが叫んだ。「てめえらの仕業か!」その時には少女の首に突き付けられていたナイフを俺は蹴り飛ばしていた。ナイフは宙を舞い、カビーノたちの、さらに後方の床に突き刺さる。それと、ほぼ同時に、カビーノが変な声を上げた。セルリスが敵中を突破して、カビーノの顔面に拳を叩き込んだのだ。鼻から血をだらだら流して、カビーノはひざをつく。セルリスは判断も早いし、動きも速い。見事なものだ。「絶対に、生きて帰すんじゃねえ!」火事のことなど忘れたかのように、カビーノが叫ぶ。顔面を殴られて激昂しているのかもしれない。判断力が鈍っている。だが、今回の火事は幻だ。幻に欺かれなかったという意味で怪我の功名ともいえるかもしれない。とはいえ、どちらにしろ、逃がすつもりもなければ、許すつもりもない。俺は、少女を抑えつけていた男たちを殴り飛ばす。そして少女を抱えると、セルリスに向けてふわりと投げた。「おっと......」セルリスは危なげなく受け取った。「セルリス。任せた」「了解したわ」それからは俺は暴れまくる。手当たり次第に、殴り飛ばした。俺は、一撃で行動不能にさせることを意識して、殴っていく。みぞおちを殴る。チンピラは嘔吐物をまき散らしてうずくまった。また別のチンピラの顎を蹴りぬく。歯が数本飛び、ひざからぐしゃりと崩れ落ちた。瞬く間ほどを行動不能に陥らせる。「なんて強さだ、やってられるか!」「てめえ、逃げるんじゃねぇ!」だが、俺が逃がすわけがない。チンピラが扉を開けると同時に、大きな炎が噴き出した。もちろん、幻だ。幻術は魔力差によって、臨場感が違う。俺とチンピラたちの魔力差ならば、臭い、熱、燃える音まで現実のように感じるだろう。扉付近にいた、チンピラたちがゴロゴロと転がる。実際に焼かれたと錯覚しているのだろう。顔や腕など、出ている部分が、真っ赤になっていく。幻を信じ込みすぎて、本当に軽く火傷しているのだ。幻の炎に焼かれなかった者たちも、幻を見て逃げることをあきらめたようだ。「ちくしょう!」叫びながらとびかかってくる。やけくその攻撃だ。俺は問答無用で叩きのめしていった。やはりセルリスは素手でも強いらしい。さすがは戦闘力だけなら既にBランク相当と言われるだけのことはある。突入から五分も経たずに、全員を叩きのめした。それから、俺はカビーノとチンピラ全員を縛り上げる。魔法も使って素早く縛った。完了したことを確認して、セルリスが言う。「呼んでくるわね」少女をそっと床に置いて、セルリスがカビーノ邸の外へと走っていった。少女が泣きそうな顔で言う。「ありがとうございます」俺は少女が怪我をしていないか軽く調べる。大きなけがはない。擦り傷程度の様だ。応急処置は必要なさそうだ。「安心しなさい。もう大丈夫だ」「は、はい」すぐにルッチラとガルヴ、ミルカにゲルベルガがやってくる。「すげーな。これ全部ロックさんとセルリスねーさんがやったのかい?」セルリスは自慢げに胸を張っている。ねーさんと呼ばれるのが好きらしい。「ルッチラ、ガルヴ。セルリスと一緒に屋敷の中に他にチンピラや被害者がいないか見てきてくれ」「了解です!」「任せておいて!」張り切って出かけた、二人と一頭は、五分後戻ってきた。被害者はいなかったが、隠れていたチンピラを五人ほど捕まえたようだった。	I charged into Kabino’s house and immediately saw men. There was also a girl who was crying as she was pinned to the ground. She must have been caught near the door as she screamed and tried to run. The thugs shouted. No, they were probably no ordinary thugs. One of them already had a knife pointed at the girl’s neck. That was quick thinking. There was a high likelihood that they were former Adventurers or soldiers. “I heard that you treated Milka horribly, I have come to make a complaint.” “What? What the hell are you saying?” There was a plump man in the center of the thugs whose face twisted with disgust. “Mister Kabino. Allow us to kill this man.” One of the thugs asked the man with the ample build. So it was Kabino after all. “Please help me!” The girl looked towards me and asked for help. I didn’t know anything about her. Regardless, there was nothing that I could do in this situation that did not involve helping her. If it turned out later that she was the evilest of villains, then the law would take care of that later. “Not only my child, but I have heard that you are hurting other children as well?” “It has nothing to do with you!” “Well, you should let her go, in any case.” “What are you saying! I hope that you don’t expect to get out of here alive!” Well, maybe there would be some room after I beat them into a pulp. However, they had a knife directed at the girl’s neck, so it would be difficult to move. Serulis was crouching and looking for an opening. These were the times that illusions would come in handy. I was very thankful to Luchila for allowing me to learn them. And so I created an illusion of fire and smoke behind Kabino and his men. This was to fool them into thinking the building was on fire. They should even be feeling the heat from it. “What!” Nearly all of them turned to look behind them. But they immediately looked back, and Kabino screamed. “Is this your work!” But by then, I had kicked the knife away from the girl’s neck. It flew in the air and pierced the ground far to the back of the room. At the same time, Kabino let out an odd cry. Serulis had rushed through the group of men and slammed her fist into Kabino’s face. Blood poured from his nose and Kabino fell to his knees. Serulis was quick to make decisions and quick to act. It was done very well. “Don’t let them get out alive!” Kabino had all but forgotten about the fire now as he barked out orders. The attack on his face had both enraged and confused him. He wasn’t thinking straight. Of course, this wasn’t a real fire. Perhaps not being distracted by the illusion was very lucky for him. Regardless, I wasn’t going to let him go, much less forgive him. I kicked away the men that had been holding the girl down. Then I picked her up and gently tossed her towards Serulis. “Woahh...” Serulis only barely caught her. “Serulis. See to it that she’s safe.” “Understood.” Now I could run wild. I launched my fists into any target they could find. I concentrated on disabling every man with one hit as I attacked. I punched one in the stomach. He fell to the ground and vomited all over the floor. And to a different thug, I gave a kick in the jaw. His teeth flew from his mouth and he crumbled to his knees. In the blink of an eye, five of them were now immobile. “What strength! This is useless!” “Bastard, don’t you run away!” However, he had no need to worry, because I wouldn’t let him go regardless. Just as he opened the door, a burst of flames assaulted him. Of course, it was an illusion. Illusions were more effective depending on the magic ability of the caster and weakness of the target. With the difference between me and the thug, everything from the smell, heat, and sounds of burning would seem so real. The thugs that were near the door were now rolling on the ground. They thought that they were actually on fire. Parts of their faces and arms that were exposed were turning a bright red. It seemed as if they had believed the illusion so much that they ended up suffering light burns. Those who were not burned by the illusion had no more desire to escape. “Damn it!” They shouted as they attacked me. They had no choice but to fight. With no questions asked, I reciprocated. Even with a sword, Serulis was quite strong. It was no wonder that she was considered B Rank in terms of fighting ability. After no longer than five minutes, the entire room was cleared. Then we tied up Kabino and the other thugs. I used magic in order to finish this quickly. Once we were done, Serulis said, “I’ll call them now.” “Thank you.” Serulis gently put the girl on the ground and ran outside of Kabino’s house. The girl looked like she was going to cry as she said, I checked to see if she had been injured. There was nothing serious. Only scrapes. There was no need for emergency treatment. “Don’t worry. It’s all over.” “Ye-yes.” Luchila, Grulf, Milka, and Gerberga quickly came inside. “Wow. Mister Locke and sister Serulis did all of this?” Serulis said proudly. She liked being called ‘sister.’ “Luchila, Grulf. Go with Serulis and search the mansion for any more thugs or victims.” “Understood!” “Leave it to us!” They left excitedly and came back in five minutes. There were no other victims, but they had caught an additional five thugs.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 8, "inserted_lines_src": 3, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
「だ、だったら街のみんな追い出されるか、奴隷にされるか、殺されるかなんですか!? そんな事......!」「はい。させません」セイリーンは天井を見上げながら、眦を決した真剣な表情を見せる。を見ているようだ。「上層部がどう考えていようと、私は地上の――地上で苦しんでいる人達を助けるために来たんです。だからそんな事はさせません。希望する方は皆、奴隷などではなくそのまま「......で、出来るんですか? それ――」と戦ってでも......!」「だから、ですか――元騎士の彼等をお許しになったのも、もしもの時に備えて戦力を大きくしておく必要があったから......」イングリスの質問に、セイリーンは頷く。「そうですね......早く本当の意味でこの街を護れるようにしたいんです。来るべき時に備えて――」「セイリーン様......どうしてあたし達に、こんな大事な事を教えてくれるんですか?」「......誰かに許して欲しかったから――でしょうか。私が執政官としてここにいるという事は、今は良くても将来の破滅の危機を孕んでいます......それは間違いありません。それなのに私は皆にその事を隠して......これでいいのかなって、自分でもそう思うんです。だからに聞いてみたいんです、私はここにいていいんでしょうか......? どうお思いになりますか?」と、セイリーンは心細そうに微笑んで、イングリスとラフィニアを見つめてくる。「もし、私の存在が許されないと思うなら、この場で斬って下さっても構いません。私が死ぬとこの『浮遊魔法陣』を護るために守護者が起動しますが――お二人ならそれを倒して、城や街の人々を護る事も可能だと思います。その時はどうかお願いします――」自分の服の裾をぎゅっと握りながら、セイリーンは頭を下げた。その指先が、少し震えているのが見えた。「ね、ねぇクリス――どうすれば......?」「ラニ。セイリーン様はラニの考えを聞いてるんだよ。だから自分の考えで答えないとダメだよ」「じゃあクリスの考えは......? クリスはどう思ったの?」「わたし? わたしはラニの考えに付いて行くよ? ラニの従騎士になるんだから」「えー!? 全部あたしが決めるの!? なんかずるい――」「それが人の上に立つって事だよ、ラニ。慣れて行ってね」己の大義を求めてそれを貫く人生は終わったのだ。それに――だ。理想を求めて己の人生を捧げた結果出来た、イングリス王のシルヴェール王国も、ユミルで調べられる限りの歴史には影も形も無かった。理想の王国を後世に残したはずが、今再び人々は苦しんでいる。のような、人が人を踏みつけ牛耳るような存在がまかり通っている。であれば――自分がやって来たことは、全てが水の泡と消えたという事。だから――歴史は繰り返すというならば、もうそれには関わらない。自分は自分の道を、自分の楽しみを突き詰めさせて貰おうと思うのである。「うん。クリス――わかった」ラフィニアは凛と真剣な顔をして、一つ大きく息を吐く。そして――セイリーンに近づきその手を取った。「セイリーン様......あたし、あなたを信じたいです! あなたの気持ちは本物だって、分かってるつもりですから――この街と人達の事、よろしくお願いします」「! ラフィニアさん......!」「もしここが空に飛び立った時に、あたしの力が必要になったら助けに来ます......! あたし、これから王都に行って騎士学校に入るんですけど......しっかり訓練と勉強をして、もっと役に立てるようになって来ますね! そうしたら、ここの騎士にして下さい!」花咲く向日葵のような、見る者を明るくする笑顔である。「あ、ありがとう......! 本当にありがとう、ラフィニアさん――!」セイリーンは感涙してラフィニアに抱き着き、ラフィニアもそれを受け止めていた。やはりこの二人の相性はいいらしい。ラフィニアを取られてしまうかも知れない―― 「クリス、いいよね? あたしが自分で考えて決めたよ?」の軍隊と戦えるんでしょ?」「いや上手く行ってないからね、それ!」そして――地下室でセイリーンとの話を終えると、セイリーンは疲れたからと寝室に帰って行き、イングリスとラフィニアは大浴場に向かった。今回の働きで、すでに十分な路銀は稼がせて貰った。なので明日出発する。最後に大きなお風呂を楽しんでおこうというわけだ。「ん~気持ちいい♪ ここのお風呂ともお別れだね、名残惜しいなあ」「次は騎士学校を卒業してから――かな」「だねー。でも偶然だったけど、ここに寄ってよかったよね? 学校で頑張って、もっと凄い騎士になろうって思えるようになったし。セイリーン様を助けてあげなくちゃ!」「そうだね。色々楽しめたし、今度来た時も楽しめそうだし」それを想像すると、思わずにやりとしてしまうイングリスだった。「ほんと、天使の身体に武将の魂だわ......さ、じゃあ背中流そうか?」「......」「あ、何? 警戒してる?」「......してるよ。もう胸触ったりしない?」「しないしない。今日はおしりをむにむにしてみるから――」「ダメッ!」と、戯れていると―― ゴゴゴゴゴ......! ズズズズズ......! 何か振動なようなものが起こり、城全体が揺れた。	「Since the newly built Highland would be populated with Highlanders... In the event of its completion, the original residents would either get deported or be turned into slaves for the Highlanders... or, worst-case scenario, the whole town would be razed to the ground by the Highland. That’s what the upper echelons said.」「Th-, that means, everyone is either expelled, made into slaves, or get killed!? That’s...!」「Yes. I won’t let them.」 Cyrene glanced at the ceilings with a serious and determined expression. It almost appeared as if her eyes could see through any barrier and look straight at the Highland. 「It doesn’t matter what the higher-ups think, I am with Midland — I came here to help the people who suffer down here. That is why I won’t allow such a thing to happen. I will negotiate with the higher-ups so that the people who wished to stay will be able to stay, not as slaves, but as freemen. Even if that means they will become Highlanders. And, without fail, I will see everyone soar the sky together!」「...I-is that possible?」「I will make it possible even if that means I will have to fight the entire Highland...!」「I see, so that’s why you forgave those ex-knights since you need to increase your army strengthif it has to come down to that...」 Cyrene nodded at Inglis’ statement. 「That’s right... I want to be able to protect this town as soon as possible, in its truest meaning. Until the time the other shoe drops—」「Lady Cyrene... Why did you tell us something this important?」「...Perhaps, I want to be forgiven by someone. The fact that I am here as a Consul, while it is a good thing for the current development, it is a disaster in the making... and there are no two ways about it. And yet, I keep it hidden from everyone and... Even I keep asking myself again and again, is it really okay to continue being like this? That’s why I’m asking the two of you, is it okay for me to stay here...? What do you think?」 Forlornly, Cyrene smiled at them, gazing deeply into their faces. 「If you can’t forgive my existence, then I have no regret even if you kill me in the place I stand. My death would trigger the Guardian of the『Levitation Magic Formation』as a failsafe, but... I believe the two of you will be able to defeat it and protect everyone in the castle. Once that happens, I’ll leave the rest to you.」 She unwittingly clenched his fists on her clothes as she took a deep bow. Those fingers were trembling almost imperceptibly. 「H-, hey Glis... What do we do...?」Rafinha asked anxiously. 「Rani. Lady Cyrene is asking for your thoughts on this. That’s why you have to think about it for yourself.」「Then, what about your thoughts Glis...? What do you think we should do, Glis?」「Me? I’ll follow your will. After all, I’m your squire, Rani.」「EEH!? I have to decide everything by myself!? But that’s not fair—」「That is what it means to stand above others, Rani. Make sure to remember the feeling.」 The life of seeking a great cause and justice was over for Inglis. Such a thing was better left for the youngsters of this age, as they were the ones to bear the future.In addition, from her investigation back in Ymir, the Sylvair Kingdom — the fruit of her previous life devoted to her ideal, had vanished from history without so much as a trace. She should’ve left the Kingdom in an ideal condition in her past life, and yet people everywhere were suffering again now. The existence of people trampling others, like those of Highlanders, was commonplace. If so, that meant that everything that she had fought for before was gone like the wind, reduced to nothing. Just what had she been fighting for? All she could feel was vast emptiness.That was why, if history would only repeat itself, then she would rather not intervene with it. She only needed to tread on her own path, devoting herself to her own amusement. That was what she concluded. 「Okay, Glis. I understand.」 Rafinha adopted a composed and serious face with one big inhale. And then, she approached Cyrene and took her hand. 「Lady Cyrene... I want to believe in you! After all, I know that your feelings are genuine. Please, take care of the people in this town!」「Ms. Rafinha...!!」「If you need my help when the town is taken to the sky, I will come to your aid...! I am on my way to enroll in the Knight School in the Royal Capital, but... I’ll make sure to train and study hard to become a helpful person! After that, please make me a Knight of this town!」 Her smile was like a sunflower, bringing warmth to anyone who saw it. 「T-, thank you...! Really, thank you very much, miss Rafinha—!」 Washed over with gratitude, Cyrene embraced Rafinha tightly which the younger girl returned with just as much gusto. She knew it, the two of them hit it off amazingly. Rafinha might get taken away. Inglis was suddenly hit with a pang of jealousy.「It’s okay, right, Glis? It’s something that I thought about and decided for myself, you know?」「Yeah, it’s alright. If things go well, we can even fight with the army of the Highland, right?」「No, that’s when the things don’t go well!」Rafinha retorted to Inglis’ remark. And then, after they concluded their conversation in the palace underground, Cyrene retired to her bedroom to sleep while Inglis and Rafinha headed towards the bathhouse. Their work had earned them enough for their travel fund. As such, they would depart tomorrow morning. They wanted to enjoy the huge bath for the last time. 「Mmm~ That hits the spot 𝅘𝅥𝅮 I’m so reluctant to part with the bath here.」「Next time we’re here will be after we graduate the Knighting School, I guess?」「That right~ But, while it was entirely just by chance, it sure is a good thing we dropped in this town, right? After all, now I want to do my best in the school to become an even better Knight than I am now. We’ll get to help Lady Cyrene!」「You’re right. That was a lot of fun, and there will be even more fun the next time we come here too!」 Just thinking of the “fun part”, Inglis broke out into an uncontrollable grin. 「Really, you’re like a war general trapped inside the body of an angel... Now, should I wash your back?」「......」「Eh, what? You’re putting up guards?」「...I am. You won’t do things like touching my breasts again, right?」「I won’t, I won’t. After all, today your butt’s my target—」「You can’t!」 As they were joking around— GOGOGOGOGO...! ZUZUZUZUZU......! Something shook the entire castle.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 26, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
セイヤが目を覚ますと、目の前に白い天井が広がっていた。周りを見ると、ところどころに医療器具などが置かれ、セイヤは自分がベッドの上に寝ていたことを理解する。どうやらリタイヤしたセイヤは保健室に運ばれたらしく、周りを見るとザック達も寝ていた。「あっ......」セイヤは先ほどの自分の行動を思い出し、ザックたちを起こさないように静かにベッドから出て保健室を出る。保健室から出たセイヤは時計を見て、時間を確認した。すると訓練開始からちょう間が経過したところで、まだ実践訓練をやっているのであろう時間だった。セイヤは乾いたのどを潤すために学園内に設置されている売店へと向かうことにする。売店は訓練所や体育館などがある棟にはないため、一度教室などがある本棟に戻らなくてはならない。魔法学園は施設がしっかりとしている分、校舎も大きく、棟の移動も一苦労だ。セイヤほどかけて、本棟に戻り売店へと到着した。「あれ?」疲労回復効果があるエナジードリンクを買おうとしたセイヤだったが、あることに気づく。セイヤのポケットに入っているはずだった財布がないのだ。いったいどこに行ってしまったのかとセイヤは考える。実践訓練時には確かにポケットにあったため、可能性としては保健室のベッドの中。自分の失態に気づき絶望するセイヤ。保健室にはザックたちがいる。しかし財布を取り戻さないことには今晩の夕食が買えない。セイヤは迷った末、ザックたちがまだ寝ていることを祈りつつ保健室へと向かう。保健室に戻ってきたセイヤはザック達を起こさないように、そーっと保健室の扉を開けた。幸いザック達はまだ気を寝ているようで、安心したセイヤは自分の寝ていたベッドの中を探す。しかし財布の姿はベッドの中にはなく、慌ててベッドの下まで探すセイヤ。そんな時、セイヤの背後からとても低い声が聞こえた。「アンノーン。探しているのはこれかぁ?」セイヤは「しまった......」と、思いながらも、ゆっくりと後ろへと振り返る。するとそこには、案の定セイヤの財布を持ちながら気持ち悪いぐらいの笑みを浮かべるザックがいた。その周りでは意識を取り戻したのであろうシュラとホアも、気持ち悪い笑みを浮かべている。どうやはすでに意識取り戻したらしく、セイヤが戻ってくるのを待っていたようだ。「アンノーン聞いたぜ。ザックのこと刺したらしいな?」「やるね~。アンノーンくせに~」三人の顔を見たセイヤはすぐにこれから何をされるのかを悟った。逆らえば制裁と言う名の暴力を受け、財布も返してもらえないだろう。「これを返して欲しかったら、大人しく着いて来い、アンノーン」「わ、わかったよ、ザック君。だから財布は返して」「なんだ、その態度? 着いて来たらって言っているだろ」ザックの機嫌はセイヤの見てきた中で過去最大で悪い。それもそのはずだ。ザックはセイヤが中級魔法師一族になるためにエドワードと密会したと誤解し、先ほどは背後から不意を突かれて初級魔法師最底辺であるセイヤに刺されたのだ。セイヤはザック達に連れられて学校の敷地外にある路地裏まで引っ張られた。この路地裏は人通りも少なく、なかなか人目につかない場所である。ましてや今は授業時間内。当然ながら魔法学園の関係者は学園にいるため、まずここには人が来ることはない。そんな路地裏で、セイヤに対する暴行が始まった。「おらっ! アンノーンさっきはよくも俺を刺してくれたなぁ」「アンノーンの分際で中級になろうなんて生意気なんだよ。調子に乗っているんじゃねーぞ」「あれ~どうしたの、アンノーン? なんか言ってみたら~?」体中を蹴られ、踏まれ、傷を負うセイヤ。ここには訓練所のように結界などあるわけもなく、肉体に傷が残る。セイヤは腹や胸などを重点的に踏まれ息ができなくなる。「おいアンノーン。まだまだ終わらないぞぉ? 調子に乗ったんだからちゃんと責任取れよ。おらぁ! お前みたいな雑魚が中級魔法師一族になろうなっておこがましいんだよ」「そうだ! 学園長に媚びを撃ってまで俺たちの上に立ちたいか? ふざけるな! そんなの実力をつけてからしろよ」「そうだぞ~。お前みたいな最弱は一生初級の底辺にいればいいんだ~」三人は誤解したままセイヤに暴行を続けるが、セイヤはすでに誤解を解く気にもなれなかった。どうせ真実を話したところで、三人が信じるわけもなく、暴行も終わるわけではない。逆に反抗したと言われて、さらに暴行を受けてしまう可能性だってある。それならこのままおとなしく暴行が終わるのを待てばいい。そんなことを考えていたセイヤ。「このクズ魔法師が!」「悔しかったら正々堂々と戦いやがれ」「そうだ~そうだ~」いったいどれだけ蹴られただろうか。セイヤはそう考えたが、脳がそれ以上考えることをやめてしまい、次第に意識が遠くなっていくような感覚を覚える。セイヤの顔には切り傷や痣がたくさんできていて、それは服の中も同じだった。 (まだ終わらないのか......) セイヤは暴行の時間をいつも以上に長く感じる。いつもは訓練時間のため、肉体にダメージは来ないが、今は違う。蹴られた分だけ体には傷が残り、負担がどんどんのしかかる。そしていつも以上に長い暴行がさらにセイヤの心に負担を与える。精神と肉体への同時の負担は、想像以上だった。 (痛い......痛いよ......誰か......誰か助けて......) 急に目頭が熱くなり始めるセイヤ。それは自分の心の奥底に眠る弱いセイヤだ。セイヤはクラクラする頭で必死に祈る。 (誰でもいいから......助けて) セイヤがそう思った直後、涙目になりながら揺れる視界に人影を捉えた。この惨状を見つけた街の人が止めに来たのか? そう期待したセイヤだったがすぐに違うと確信する。そして同時にとてつもない悪寒がセイヤのことを襲った。複数の男たちが路地裏へと入って来るが、その雰囲気は平和とはいいがたく、彼らの手には拳銃が握られていた。魔法のあるこの世界で拳銃は存在するが、使う者は非魔法師の闇組織しかいない。魔法師にとって拳銃など脅威に値せず、非魔法師の人々は何かあったら教会に依頼するため、まず拳銃など使う文化はほとんどない。セイヤは拳銃を本で見たことがあるだけで、本物は今回初めて見た。しかし一目で男たちの手にする拳銃は危険だと確信できた。ザックたちはセイヤに暴行を加えることに集中しており気づいていない。セイヤは三人に後ろから危険が迫っていると伝えようとするが、胸を踏みつけられたままのためうまく声が出ない。「うっ......うし......」「ああん? 聞こえないな~」「うぅっ」どうにかしてザックたちに後ろから迫る脅威を伝えようとするが、ザックたちは聞く耳を持たず、さらにセイヤの胸を強く踏みつぶす。胸が圧迫され、セイヤはうまく呼吸をすることができない。そんなセイヤの視線の先では男たちがザックたちに向けて拳銃を構えていた。拳銃の引き金を引いていく男たち。直後、拳銃を持った男たちがザック達に向かって次々と発泡し、ザック達は被弾すると意識を失う。男たちは三人の気絶を確認すると路地の入口に向かって叫んだ。すると、新たな男たちが姿を現す。「捕獲完了だ」「よし馬車に乗せろ。研究室まで運ぶぞ」セイヤは男たちの手際の良さを見て、すぐに魔法師を狙った人攫いだと理解する。そしてセイヤはラミアが朝に言っていた事件を思い出しながらどうにか手掛かりを残そうと考えた。 (何か手掛かりを残せば聖教会が......) パスッしかしセイヤも拳銃で撃たれてしまい、そこで意識を失った。	When Seiya woke up, a white ceiling was spreading in front him. After looking around and finding medical instruments placed around him Seiya understands that he was sleeping on the bed in the medical room. Apparently, the retired Seiya seems to have been brought to the nurse’s office, so as the still asleep Zach. 「Ah......」 Seiya reminds himself of his previous actions, quietly gets up the bed and leaves the school so as not to wake Zach up. Leaving the room, he saw the clock and confirmed the time. The practical training seems to still be in progress. Seiya decides to head to the shop situated in the school to moisten his dry throat. Since the shops are not located in the same building as train stations and gymnasiums, he had to return to the main building where classrooms are. The magic academy has a lot of facilities, the academy building is large, and it is hard to move around. It took about five minutes to return to the main building and arrive at the shop. 「Mm?」 Seiya tried to buy an energy drink with a fatigue restoring effect but noticed something. There was no wallet in his pocket. Seiya tries to think just where on earth it went. During practice training, it was certainly in the pocket, so it might be in the bed in the nurse’s office. Seiya succumbed to disappointment and despair. Zach’s trio is still in that room. But he couldn’t buy dinner tonight without his wallet. So he went to the health department while praying that the trio is still sleeping. Seiya came back to the nurse’s office, opened the doors quietly so as not to wake them up. Fortunately, Zach is still asleep, and relieved Seiya starts searching the bed in which he was sleeping. However, the wallet was not in bed, flustered, he searches down to the bottom of the bed. At such time, a very low voice was heard from behind Seiya. 「Is this what you are looking for, Unknown?」 While thinking「Crap ... ...」Seiya slowly looks back. Then there was Zach who had a disgusting smile holding Seiya’s wallet. Shura and Hoa who also regained consciousness also have that revolting smile os their faces. Apparently, the three had already regained consciousness and seems to have been waiting for Seiya to come back. 「I heard, Unknown. You seem to have stabbed Zach?」「Not bad for an Unknown~」 Seiya seeing the face of the three people realized what was going to happen. If he goes against them, he will receive violent “sanctions” and won’t get back his wallet. 「If you want this back, come closer to me, Unknown」「I understand, Zach-kun. So return the wallet」「What with that attitude? I told you to come closer」 Zach’s mood is the worst ever after seeing Seiya. This should be that. Zach misunderstood that Seiya met with Edward in order to become a member of intermediate magician family, and adding to that he was suddenly backstabbed by Seiya, the beginner magician. Seiya was pulled by Zach the back of the alley outside the school grounds. There is little traffic in this alley, and it is a dark place. Especially during classes. Of course, the teachers of Magic Academy are in the academy building, so people will never come here all of the sudden. In such an alley, Seiya’s punishment has begun. 「Take this! You stabbed me rather nicely, Unknown」「A cheeky Unknown trying to become an intermediate magician. Don’t be so conceited」「What’s wrong, Unknown? Why don’t you say something~?」 Seiya is getting himself kicked and stepped on repeatedly. There is no barrier like in a training dome here, and bruises will remain. Seiya has trouble breathing with his belly and chest getting stepped on. 「Hey Unknown. Don’t you think it will end here? Cheeky brats need to take responsibility for their actions. Hey! It’s presumptuous for a small fry to become an intermediate magician 」「Take this! Do you want to step on us using director’s authority? Don’t screw with me! Do it after showing sufficient ability」「That’s right~. You should belong to the bottom of beginner’s class for the rest of your life ~」 Three people kept assaulting Seiya while misunderstanding, but Seiya wasn’t able to fix it already. Even if he told the truth, there are no reasons for three people to believe him and stop. There is also the possibility of getting beaten up further by being told that he is rebelling. It’s better to just quietly wait until they finish. Seiya was thinking as such. 「This scum of a magician!」「Fight fairly if you are unreconciled」「That’s right~ That’ s right~」 Just how much he had been kicked? Seiya thought so, but the brain stops thinking after a while and his consciousness gradually becomes distant. A lot of stains and bruises were made on the face of Seiya, and it was the same with the clothes. (Is it over already......) Seiya feels time flowing slower than ever. During the usual training time, damage to the body does not persist, but now it is different. The wounds remain on the body the more he gets kicked, and it’s only getting worse. And longer beatings further burdened Seiya’s heart. The simultaneous burden on the spirit and body was immense. (It hurts ... it hurts ... someone ... ... someone help me......) Seiya suddenly gets agitated. It is a work Seiya, the weakling who sleeps deep inside his heart. He desperately prayed inside his spinning head. (Anyone will do ... .... help me) Immediately after teary-eyed Seiya thought so, he caught a shadow in the field of his view. Did people in the city who found them came to intervene? Hoping so Seiya checked his surroundings. And at the same time, a tremendous chill hit Seiya. Several men come into the alley, but the atmosphere is not looking peaceful, those people held guns in their hands. [] In this magical world there are guns, but those who use belong mostly to the dark organizations of non-magicians. For magicians, handgun holds no threat, and non-magicians ask for church’s help if there is something, there weren’t many people using guns in the first place. Seiya saw a handgun only in a book, this was the first time seeing the real deal. However, he was convinced that the handguns of those men were dangerous. Zack’s trio are concentrating on adding an insult to an injury and do not notice. Seiya tries to tell the three people that the danger is coming from behind, but his voice doesn’t come out well. 「Ugh ...... behi...」「Oh? I can’t hear you ~」「Ugh」 Somehow he tried to tell the trio about the threat approaching from behind, but they have no ears that are willing to listen, and further trample Seiya. His chest is stifled, and Seiya cannot breathe well. At this point, those men were pointing their handguns on the trio’s backs. The men who pulled the triggers of their handguns. Poof Immediately afterwards, the trio foams from their mouth, and then they lose consciousness. The men having confirmed that those three fainted gave a sigh in the direction of the entrance of the alley. Then more men appear. 「Capture is complete」「All right, pull them on the wagon. Let’s drive them to the laboratory」 Looking at those men he understood that they are the gang of kidnappers mentioned before. Seiya thought of leaving a clue behind while remembering the incident that Lamia told to the class in the morning. (If I leave behind clues the church will......) However, Seiya was also shot with a handgun and lost consciousness.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 2, "inserted_lines_trg": 5 }
拡大する市場へのアクセスおよび的確な援助が、北の大規模な政治資本のもっとも生産的な用途であることは、まったく明確にされていない。開発においては、貿易援助ではなく、貧しい国々の政治環境の改善に重点をおくべきなのである。	It is far from clear that expanding market access and boosting aid are the most productive use of valuable political capital in the North. Development should focus not on trade and aid, but on improving the policy environment in poor countries.	{ "source": "news_commentary", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
ハマスをこれらの政治的権力と比較するということではない。それでも、この勝利の動向の中で、多数の選任者がイスラエルの刑務所にいるほか、選挙された国への入国許可を得られそうもない者たちがおり、新政府がきちんと機能できないということに疑問を抱かなくてはならない。	This is not to compare Hamas to any of these political forces. Nevertheless, one must wonder about a winning movement with quite a few elected members in Israeli prisons and others who are not likely to get permission to enter the country in which they were elected, so that the new parliament cannot function properly.	{ "source": "news_commentary", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
アフリカ各国政府はこのような会議を開くでしょうか? A.U.はこのような会議を開くでしょうか? その前に対外援助を求めるでしょう TEDフェローのみなさんに敬意を表しますジューン・アルンガジェームズ・シクワティアンドリューその他のTEDフェローのみなさんです彼らを「チーター世代」と呼びますチーター世代はアフリカの新人類で汚職を許しませんまた説明責任や民主主義について理解していますそして政府が何かしてくれるのを待ちはしませんこれがチーター世代ですアフリカの救済はこのようなチーターたちの手にかかっています対照的に「カバ世代」がいますカバ世代は支配層エリートで知識人らしくみえる応急処置ばかりしています植民地主義や帝国主義に不平を述べるだけで彼らは何もしませんもし彼らに経済改革を望んでも改革しようとはしないでしょう彼らは腐った体制の恩恵を受けているからです多くのアフリカ人はとても怒っていますアフリカの状況に怒っています大陸としては貧しいわけではありません鉱物天然資源は豊かなのですしかしアフリカの鉱物資源が人々を貧困から救うために使われることがないので多くのアフリカ人がとても怒っているのですいくつもの点でアフリカは悲劇どころではありませんまた永続的悲劇もありますそれは多くの人々や多くの政府多くの組織がアフリカの人々を助けたいと願っていることですしかし彼らはわかっていません援助するなという意味ではありませんアフリカ支援は崇高なことですしかしアフリカ支援は単なる不条理劇に陥っています無知な人々を導くまやかしですはっきりと認識すべきはアフリカの援助の受け皿には漏れがあることですご存知ですか?アフリカの富の40%はアフリカ内部には投資されずアフリカの外に投資されます世界銀行も述べていることです支援の受け皿について考えてください漏れはひどいものですもっと支援額を増やすべき漏れた受け皿にもっと支援をと述べている人々もいますどんな漏れでしょうか? アフリカでは汚職だけで年間15兆円が費やされますひとまず置くとしましょうアフリカからの資本流出は年間8兆円ですこれも置いておきましょう食糧輸入に関しては - アフリカは食糧輸入に毎年2兆円を支出します合計して下さいこれら全てが「漏れ」ですトニー・ブレアがアフリカ支援に集めようとした 5兆円をはるかに超えます 1960年代にはアフリカは自給自足していたばかりか食糧輸出さえしていましたもはやそうでありません根本的に何かが間違っていると誰もがわかっていますでも間違いについて話すことで時間を無駄遣いするのはやめましょう 1日中ここにいるのですから話を進めます次の章に移りましょう「次の章」というのはこのカンファレンスのテーマでもありますがまず自分自身に対してこの基本的問題を問うことから始まります「アフリカの誰を支援したいのか?」人々そして政府や指導者がいます私の前に話したイドリス・モハメドはアフリカには最悪の指導者がいると言いました私に言わせるとこの表現はすこし寛大です私はインターネット討論フォーラムに参加していますアフリカインターネット討論フォーラムですそこでこう発言しました「1960年以降のアフリカではこれまで204人の国家元首がいます」そして素晴らしい指導者を 20人挙げるように尋ねましたたった20人です自分でも考えてみたいと思う人もいるでしょう 20人挙げるように言うと誰もが当然ネルソン・マンデラを挙げました他はクワメ・エンクルマニエレレやケンヤッタなどイディ・アミンと言う人もいましたこれはともかく 20人選べるのにみな 15人以上は挙げられませんでした仮に20人の名前を挙げられたとしてもあまり意味はありません 204人中20人とは指導者のほとんどが国民を失望させたということです彼らを見ると植民地後の指導者の名簿は脳みそ空っぽ軍事主義ピーマンの集まりですスイス銀行社会主義者ワニ解放者吸血鬼エリートいかさま改革です (拍手) このリーダーシップはアフリカで何世紀も知られている伝統的指導者たちとは程遠いものですアフリカを支援しようとする際のもう1つの誤認はアフリカを支援しようとする際のもう1つの誤認はともすると私たちがアフリカには政府と呼ばれるものがありその政府は国民のことを考え国民の利益を考え国民を代表していると思ってしまう点です適切な引用がありますある時レソトの首長が言いました「レソトは、2つの問題を抱えているネズミと政府である」私たちが政府だと認識しているものはアフリカの多くの国には存在しません実際私たちは政府を吸血鬼国家と呼んでいます吸血鬼です彼らは国民の経済的活力を吸うのです政府はアフリカが抱える問題です吸血鬼国家は政府 - (拍手) 自らと仲間と部族を豊かにするために国家権力を使いその他の人たち全てを排除するような山賊や詐欺師の軍団に乗っ取られた政府ですアフリカで最も豊かな人は国の元首と大臣でほとんどの場合山賊の長が国家元首になります資金はどこから来るのか? 富を生み出したのでしょうか? 違います苦しんでいる国民の後ろでピンはねしているのです富の創出ではなく富の再分配です 3つめの基本的問題認識すべきことはアフリカの人々を助けたいなら彼らがどこにいるのかを知らなければなりませんアフリカの経済を見てみましょうアフリカ経済は3つの部門に分けられます近代部門と非公式部門そして伝統部門です近代部門はエリートの棲家です政府に専有されていますアフリカの多くの国では近代部門は喪失状態です機能していないのですこの輸入されたシステムは見せかけのお飾りに過ぎませんエリートたちすら何も理解していないのですこれが多くのアフリカの問題の根源となっています政治権力をめぐる闘争が生じ非公式部門や伝統部門に飛び火し罪なき人々が犠牲となっています近代部門には当然ながら多くの開発援助や資金が流れていますコート・ジボワールの開発の80%以上が近代部門ですその他の部門非公式および伝統部門にほとんどのアフリカの人々が属しています現実のアフリカの人々はここにいますもし支援するのなら人々がいる所に支援するのが常識ですしかしこれまでそうではなく実際のところ非公式部門や伝統部門は無視されてきましたアフリカの伝統部門には農業があります農業はアフリカが自立出来ていない原因の1つでありだから食糧を輸入する必要があるのですさてアフリカの発展は非公式部門や伝統部門を無視しては不可能ですそして非公式部門や伝統部門の発展のためにはこの2つがどのように機能しているか理解しなければなりませんこの2つの部門はもともと独自の組織がありますまず政治システム伝統的にアフリカ人は政府を嫌い圧制を嫌います伝統的なシステムではアフリカの組織には2つの種類がありますまず1つ目は国は常に専制的であったと考える民族で彼らは集権的権力とは関わりを持ちたがりませんイボやソマリキクユ族などの社会です首長はいません別の民族グループには首長がおり首長の周りにいくつもの協議会を置いて権力の乱用を防いでいますアシャンティ族の伝統では首長が何かを決める際には必ず長老の協議会の同意が必要です首長は協議会なしではいかなる法律も制定できません人々の意向に沿った統治を行わなければ首長は排除されますそうでないなら人々が首長を見捨て他のどこかへ行き新しい居住地を作ります古代アフリカ帝国でさえある特定の原則に基づき組織化されていました同盟の原則です多くの権力を移譲し権力を分散しているのが特徴でした今説明したことですアフリカの古来からの政治的伝統ですこれを現代のシステムつまり指導者エリートが確立されているシステムと比較すると全く異なります伝統的アフリカの経済システムでは生産手段は個人所有ですまた拡大家族で所有されますご存知のように西側諸国では経済社会単位の基礎は個人ですアメリカ人は言うでしょう「私が存在するのは私だからしたいことはいつでも何でもできる」「私」を強調しますアフリカ人はこう言います「私が存在するのは仲間がいるから」「仲間」は共同体と同じです拡大家族システムです拡大家族システムは資源を共同で管理します共同で農場を所有しすることと生産するものを決定します首長の命令は受けません彼ら自身で何をするか決定します作物を作ったら余剰分を市場で販売します上がった利益は自分たちのものです首長は没収したりしません一言で言うと伝統的アフリカにあったのは自由市場システムでしたアフリカには市場がありました植民地主義者が大陸に来る前ですティンブクトゥは巨大な市場の町でコノやサラガなどもありました西アフリカでさえ市場活動は常に女性たちが中心でしたこの部門が市場と呼ばれるのは妥当な表現なのですこの部門が市場と呼ばれるのは妥当な表現なのです市場はアフリカと無縁ではありませんアフリカも資本主義だった単に西洋とはやり方が違っていただけですでも独立後は突然市場と資本主義は西洋のものだとされ指導者たちはアフリカは社会主義の道を行くと言いましたナンセンスですどんな社会主義を実践したのでしょうか? 実践した社会主義は特別なスイス銀行社会主義で国家元首や閣僚はアフリカから強奪した財宝をスイスに預けることができたのですこれはアフリカが何世紀も実践してきたシステムではありませんどうすればよいでしょう? アフリカの本来の制度に戻りチーター世代が非公式部門と伝統部門に入るよう求めるのですここにアフリカの人々がいるのですここで短いビデオをご覧ください非公式部門のボート製造についてのビデオです海外に移住したディアスポラのアフリカ人たちに投資を呼びかけていましたビデオをお願いできますか? 小さな船で漁に行くところですそうです事業なのです現地ガーナの起業家が自己資金を投資しました政府の援助はありません現在2隻目の少し大きな船を作っています船は大きいほど魚が多く釣れますつまりより多くのガーナ人を雇えるのですまた富を生むこともできますこれで経済学者が言うように現地経済に外部効果を与えるでしょうエリートたちがすべきことはこの作業をもっと内部に移すことですそうすればさらに効果が上がりますこの非公式部門だけではありません伝統薬もありますアフリカの80%の人は今でも伝統薬に頼っています近代医療部門は完全に崩壊していますここに宝の山があります伝統薬の領域にですこの領域にアフリカ人を集結させ特に海外移住したディアスポラに投資を促すのですディアスポラのアフリカ人を動かすことが必要なのです伝統部門のみならず農業部門に投資を呼び込みまた内部からの変化を推進するためです海外移住したガーナ人を動員しガーナでの変革を進め民主主義をもたらすことが出来ましたチーター世代と共にアフリカを少しずつ取り戻していくのですありがとうございます	Think African governments will put together a conference like this? You think the A.U. will put together a conference like this? Even before they do that they will ask for foreign aid. I would also like to pay homage and honor to the TED Fellows June Arunga, James Shikwati, Andrew, and the other TED Fellows. I call them the Cheetah Generation. The Cheetah Generation is a new breed of Africans who brook no nonsense about corruption. They understand what accountability and democracy is. They're not going to wait for government to do things for them. That's the Cheetah Generation, and Africa's salvation rests on the backs of these Cheetahs. In contrast, of course, we have the Hippo Generation. The Hippo Generation are the ruling elites. They are stuck in their intellectual patch. Complaining about colonialism and imperialism, they wouldn't move one foot. If you ask them to reform the economies, they're not going to reform it because they benefit from the rotten status quo. Now, there are a lot of Africans who are very angry, angry at the condition of Africa. Now, we're talking about a continent that is not poor. It is rich in mineral resources, natural mineral resources. But the mineral wealth of Africa is not being utilized to lift its people out of poverty. That's what makes a lot of Africans very angry. And in a way, Africa is more than a tragedy, in more ways than one. There's another enduring tragedy, and that tragedy is that there are so many people, so many governments, so many organizations who want to help the people in Africa. They don't understand. Now, we're not saying don't help Africa. Helping Africa is noble. But helping Africa has been turned into a theater of the absurd. It's like the blind leading the clueless. There are certain things that we need to recognize. Africa's begging-bowl leaks. Did you know that 40 percent of the wealth created in Africa is not invested here in Africa? It's taken out of Africa. That's what the World Bank says. Look at Africa's begging-bowl. It leaks horribly. There are people who think that we should pour more money, more aid into this bowl which leaks. What are the leakages? Corruption alone costs Africa 148 billion dollars a year. Yes, put that aside. Capital flight out of Africa, 80 billion a year. Put that aside. Let's take food imports. Every year Africa spends 20 billion dollars to import food. Just add that up, all these leakages. That's far more than the 50 billion Tony Blair wants to raise for Africa. Now, back in the 1960s Africa not only fed itself, it also exported food. Not anymore. We know that something has gone fundamentally wrong. You know it, I know it, but let's not waste our time talking about these mistakes because we'll spend all day here. Let's move on, and flip over to the next chapter, and that's what this conference is all about -- the next chapter. The next chapter begins with first of all, asking ourselves this fundamental question, "Whom do we want to help in Africa?" There is the people, and then there is the government or leaders. Now, the previous speaker before me, Idris Mohammed, indicated that we've had abysmal leadership in Africa. That characterization, in my view, is even more charitable. I belong to an Internet discussion forum, an African Internet discussion forum, and I asked them, I said, "Since 1960, we've had exactly 204 African heads of state, since 1960." And I asked them to name me just 20 good leaders, just 20 good leaders -- you may want to take this leadership challenge yourself. I asked them to name me just 20. Everybody mentioned Nelson Mandela, of course. Kwame Nkrumah, Nyerere, Kenyatta -- somebody mentioned Idi Amin. I let that pass. My point is, they couldn't go beyond 15. Even if they had been able to name me 20, what does that tell you? 20 out of 204 means that the vast majority of the African leaders failed their people. And if you look at them, the slate of the post-colonial leaders -- an assortment of military fufu heads, Swiss-bank socialists, crocodile liberators, vampire elites, quack revolutionaries. Now, this leadership is a far cry from the traditional leaders that Africans have known for centuries. The second false premise that we make when we're trying to help Africa is that sometimes we think that there is something called a government in Africa that cares about its people, serves the interests of the people, and represents the people. There is one particular quote -- a Lesotho chief once said that "Here in Lesotho, we've got two problems: rats and the government." What you and I understand as a government doesn't exist in many African countries. In fact, what we call our governments are vampire states. Vampires because they suck the economic vitality out of their people. Government is the problem in Africa. A vampire state is the government -- -- which has been hijacked by a phalanx of bandits and crooks who use the instruments of state power to enrich themselves, their cronies, and tribesmen and exclude everybody else. The richest people in Africa are heads-of-state and ministers, and quite often the chief bandit is the head-of-state himself. Where do they get their money? By creating wealth? No. By raking it off the backs of their suffering people. That's not wealth creation. It's wealth redistribution. The third fundamental issue that we have to recognize is that if we want to help the African people, we must know where the African people are. Take any African economy. An African economy can be broken up into three sectors. There is the modern sector, there is the informal sector and the traditional sector. The modern sector is the abode of the elites. It's the seat of government. In many African countries the modern sector is lost. It's dysfunctional. It is a meretricious fandango of imported systems, which the elites themselves don't understand. That is the source of many of Africa's problems where the struggles for political power emanate and then spill over onto the informal and the traditional sector, claiming innocent lives. Now the modern sector, of course, is where a lot of the development aid and resources went into. More than 80 percent of Ivory Coast's development went into the modern sector. The other sectors, the informal and the traditional sectors, are where you find the majority of the African people, the real people in Africa. That's where you find them. Now, obviously it makes common sense that if you want to help the people, you go where the people are. But that's not what we did. As a matter of fact, we neglected the informal and the traditional sectors. Now, traditional sector is where Africa produces its agriculture, which is one of the reasons why Africa can't feed itself, and that's why it must import food. All right, you cannot develop Africa by ignoring the informal and the traditional sectors. And you can't develop the informal and the traditional sectors without an operational understanding of how these two sectors work. These two sectors, let me describe to you, have their own indigenous institutions. First one is the political system. Traditionally, Africans hate governments. They hate tyranny. If you look into their traditional systems, Africans organize their states in two types. The first one belongs to those ethnic societies who believe that the state was necessarily tyrannous, so they didn't want to have anything to do with any centralized authority. These societies are the Ibo, the Somali, the Kikuyus, for example. They have no chiefs. The other ethnic groups, which did have chiefs, made sure that they surrounded the chiefs with councils upon councils upon councils to prevent them from abusing their power. In Ashanti tradition, for example, the chief cannot make any decision without the concurrence of the council of elders. Without the council the chief can't pass any law, and if the chief doesn't govern according to the will of the people he will be removed. If not, the people will abandon the chief, go somewhere else and set up a new settlement. And even if you look in ancient African empires, they were all organized around one particular principle -- the confederacy principle, which is characterized by a great deal of devolution of authority, decentralization of power. Now, this is what I have described to you. This is part of Africa's indigenous political heritage. Now, compare that to the modern systems the ruling elites established on Africa. It is a total far cry. In the economic system in traditional Africa, the means of production is privately owned. It's owned by extended families. You see, in the West, the basic economic and social unit is the individual. The American will say, "I am because I am, and I can damn well do anything I want, anytime." The accent is on the "I." In Africa, the Africans say, "I am, because we are." The "we" connotes community -- the extended family system. The extended family system pools its resources together. They own farms. They decide what to do, what to produce. They don't take any orders from their chiefs. They decide what to do. And when they produce their crops, they sell the surplus on marketplaces. When they make a profit it is theirs to keep, not for the chief to sequester it from them. So, in a nutshell, what we had in traditional Africa was a free-market system. There were markets in Africa before the colonialists stepped foot on the continent. Timbuktu was one great big market town. Kano, Salaga -- they were all there. Even if you go to West Africa, you notice that market activity in West Africa has always been dominated by women. So, it's quite appropriate that this section is called a marketplace. The market is not alien to Africa. What Africans practiced was a different form of capitalism, but then after independence, all of a sudden, markets, capitalism became a western institution, and the leaders said Africans were ready for socialism. Nonsense. And even then, what kind of socialism did they practice? The socialism that they practiced was a peculiar form of Swiss-bank socialism, which allowed the heads of states and the ministers to rape and plunder Africa's treasuries for deposit in Switzerland. That is not the kind of system Africans had known for centuries. What do we do now? Go back to Africa's indigenous institutions, and this is where we charge the Cheetahs to go into the informal sectors, the traditional sectors. That's where you find the African people. And I'd like to show you a quick little video about the informal sector, about the boat-building that I, myself, tried to mobilize Africans in the Diaspora to invest in. Could you please show that? The men are going fishing in these small boats. Yes, it's an enterprise. This is by a local Ghanaian entrepreneur, using his own capital. He's getting no assistance from the government, and he's building a second, bigger boat. A bigger boat will mean more fish will be caught and landed. It means that he will be able to employ more Ghanaians. It also means that he will be able to generate wealth. And then it will have what economists call external effects on a local economy. All that you need to do, all that the elites need to do, is to move this operation into something that is enclosed so that the operation can be made more efficient. Now, it is not just this informal sector. There is also traditional medicine. 80 percent of Africans still rely on traditional medicine. The modern healthcare sector has totally collapsed. Now, this is an area -- I mean, there is a treasure trove of wealth in the traditional medicine area. This is where we need to mobilize Africans, in the Diaspora especially, to invest in this. We also need to mobilize Africans in the Diaspora, not only to go into the traditional sectors, but to go into agriculture and also to instigate change from within. We were able to mobilize Ghanaians in the Diaspora to instigate change in Ghana and bring about democracy in Ghana. And I know that with the Cheetahs, we can take Africa back one village at a time. Thank you very much.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
密やかになるまで密やかになるまで密やかになるまで夢の時間にあなたはいるのね影にひそみ真新しいあなた私朝はちょっと苦手なのいろいろ見え過ぎるから夜の時間のほうが好き暗くてぼんやりして夜が落ちてくる光がさまよう夜が呼んでる光がさまよう月が出てくる頃には現実の世界を捨てて深い夢のなかに私はいるでしょう (拍手) <"神話と基盤"からの抜粋> ブルーノ・ジウサーニ:こちらへミワ・マトレイェクさんでした!	♪ Hovering light ♪ ♪ Calling night ♪ ♪ Hovering light ♪ ♪ In the moontime I will give up my life ♪ ♪ And in the deep dreams ♪ ♪ You will find me ♪ [Excerpts from "Myth and Infrastructure"] Bruno Giussani: Come back. Miwa Matreyek!	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
バージニア植民地議会議員パトリック・ヘンリーの 1775年の名文句です彼は数世代の先のアメリカ人からこんなにも共感を得ることになるとは予想だにしていなかったでしょう当時この言葉はイギリスの支配に異議を唱えたものでしたしかし 200年を経てこの名言は多くの欧米人が信じていることの象徴となりましたつまり自由とは最も慈しむべき価値観で政治経済における最良の体制は自由を組み込むことであると間違っていませんよね? 過去 100年を経て自由民主主義と民間資本主義の融合によりアメリカ合衆国やヨーロッパ諸国は勢いづき新しいレベルの経済発展を遂げました過去100年でアメリカの平均収入は30倍にも膨れ上がり数十万の人々が貧困から脱しました同時にアメリカ人の創造性やイノベーションが産業を活性化しこれが家電機器などの発明と製造にも貢献し冷蔵庫やテレビ自動車や皆さんのポケットにある携帯電話の普及に繋がります驚くにはあたりませんが民間資本主義の危機にある現在でさえ驚くにはあたりませんが民間資本主義の危機にある現在でさえオバマ大統領はこのように述べています「市場が善か悪かという問題でもない「市場が善か悪かという問題でもない市場ほど富を生み自由を広げる力を持つものはないからです」市場ほど富を生み自由を広げる力を持つものはないからです」つまり当然のことながら欧米人に染みついた思い込みとは全世界が経済発展のモデルとしていずれは民間資本主義と自由民主主義を採用するであろうというもので世界は経済的な権利よりも政治的権利を重視し続けるということですしかし新興市場にいる多くの人々にとってこれは見当違いで 1948年に満場一致で採択された世界人権宣言がやったことは先進国と開発途上国間に表面化していた亀裂や政治的・経済的権利の間で揺れるイデオロギーの違いを隠すものでしたこの亀裂は広がる一方です現在新興市場に住む世界人口の9割の人々にとって現在新興市場に住む世界人口の9割の人々にとって欧米諸国が固執する政治的権利は的外れで現実的に重要なのは食糧住居教育ヘルスケアを充実させることです「自由を与えよ然らずんば死を」これは基本的生活が整っていれば良いことですでももし1日1ドル以下で生活していたら毎日生き延びるため家族を養うために必死で民主主義を流布したり擁護するのに時間を費やす暇はありませんこの会場にいらっしゃる多くの方々や世界の皆さんはこんな風にお考えでしょうか「正直理解に苦しみます」なぜなら民間資本主義と自由民主主義は極めて神聖なものだからしかし今日皆さんにお伺いしたいのは選択を迫られた場合ですもし皆さんが住むところと選挙権どちらかを迫られたら? 過去10年間で私は60を超える国々を訪れることができましたその多くは新興市場にあり南アメリカアジア私の母国であるアフリカ大陸ですこれまで大統領反体制派政策立案者法律家教員医師路上の人々に出逢い彼らとの対話を通して私が確信したのは新興市場にいる多くの人々は欧米の政治・経済においてイデオロギー的に信じていることとその他の国々の人が信じていることの間に不協和が生じていると感じていますさて誤解しないでいただきたいのは新興市場の人々が民主主義を理解していないとか彼らが理想的に自分の大統領やリーダーを選ぼうとしていないとは言っていませんもちろんそうするでしょうしかしあらゆる点を考慮すると彼らがより懸念しているのはどうしたら自分達の生活水準が向上するのか政府がどのように保障してくれるかであり政府が民主的に選ばれるか否かではないのです政府が民主的に選ばれるか否かではないのですこの問題の真実はとても頭が痛い問いを投げかけていますなぜなら長きに渡る歴史で初めて欧米諸国の政治・経済のイデオロギー体制に本当の意味でのライバル ― つまり中国に具現化される体制が台頭したからです中国は民間資本主義の代わりに国家資本主義を採用しています自由民主主義は採用しておらず民主主義に重きを置きませんさらに政治的権利より経済的権利を優先しています今日お伝えしたいのは中国によって具現化された体制とは新興市場の人々の間で後に続くべき体制として勢いづいていることなぜなら彼らが信じ始めているのはこの体制こそが最も短い期間で人々の生活水準を最も良い形で迅速に改善してくれるからですもしまだお話を続けさせていただけるならまず皆さんになぜ中国がこの経済的な信条にたどり着いたかご説明します最初は中国の経済発展で過去30年におけるものですこの国は記録的な経済発展により多くの人々を貧困から救済し特に3億人以上もの人々を極度の貧困から救うという意義ある功績を残しました経済だけでなく生活水準も高めたのです当時は28パーセントの人々しか中等教育を受けていませんでしたが今や82パーセントに近づきましたつまり全体として経済が著しく改善したということです 2つ目に中国では政治体制を変えることなく収入格差が大幅に是正されました今日アメリカと中国は世界を牽引する二大経済大国です両者は非常に異なる政治・経済体制を有しておりアメリカは民間資本主義中国は広く国家資本主義を採用していますしかしこの2つの国は所得の均等を測る国民所得分配係数が同じなのですさらに気になることは中国の所得配分の均等性が近年改善されていることです反対にアメリカでは格差が広がっています 3つ目は新興市場が中国の驚くべきそして伝説的なインフラ政策に注目していることです中国が手がける道路や港鉄道の建設は国内にとどまりません国内に8万5千キロもの道路ネットワークを建設しこの距離はアメリカをしのぎますアフリカのような場所に目を向けても中国はケープタウンからカイロまでの道路舗装を援助していてその距離は1万5千キロに及びますニューヨーク・カリフォルニア間の 3倍の距離ですこの成果は誰が見ても明らかでしょう当然のことかもしれませんがピュー研究所が2007年に行った世論調査によると 10カ国のアフリカ市民が回答したのは「中国人は自分達の暮らしを良くする素晴らしい業績を成し遂げた」でしたその数は圧倒的で 98パーセントにも上ります最後に中国は世界が直面している高齢化の問題にも革新的な解決策をもたらしていますモガディシュメキシコシティームンバイを旅行すれば荒廃したインフラや物流システムが僻地に届けるべき医療品やヘルスケアの障害となることが一目瞭然ですしかし国有企業のネットワークがあるおかげで中国人はこうした僻地にまでも自分たちの企業を使ってヘルスケアを届けることができます皆さん当然のことかもしれませんが世界を見渡すと中国がやっていることを指差して「素晴らしい中国が成し遂げていることを自分達もやりたい実現可能な体制に見える」と言っています更に皆さんにお伝えしたいことは民主主義のスタンスをもって中国がやっていることは多くの変革をもたらしているということです特に新興市場の人々の間では不信感が膨らみ人々は民主主義はもはや経済成長の必要条件とみなさなくても良くなったと信じているほどです事実台湾シンガポールチリなどの国々を見渡すと中国のみならず経済成長こそが民主主義の前提条件であると読み解くことができます最新の研究によると国民所得の多寡によって民主主義がどれだけ永らえるか大きく左右されます研究で明らかになったのは一人当たりの国民所得が年間千ドルの場合その国の民主主義は 8年半継続する試算です一人当たりの国民所得が年間2千から4千ドルの場合でも民主主義は33年しか継続しません一人当たりの国民所得が年間6千ドルを超える場合のみ何が起ころうと民主主義が継続し続けるでしょうこのことが教えてくれるのは政府の説明責任を追求できるミドルクラスを先ず構築する必要があることですでも更に考えられるのは世界中に民主主義を押し付けることは注意が必要であるということですなぜなら最終的には非自由主義的民主主義に陥るリスクが伴い市民が追い払いたいと願う独裁主義政権よりもたちが悪いかもしれないのです独裁主義政権よりもたちが悪いかもしれないのです反自由主義がのさばる国を見ればその酷い顛末がお分かりでしょう Freedom Houseは世界の5割が民主主義国家であるとしていますがその内の7割の実態は言論や移動の自由が制約され反自由主義を呈しています更にFreedom Houseが昨年出版した報告書によると過去7年間に渡り年々自由が後退しているというのですこのことが私のように自由民主主義を大事に考える者たちに伝えているのは私たちはもっと持続的な方法を見つけ持続可能な形の民主主義で自由主義の方向に進めなければならずそれは経済に根差すということですしかし専門家によると 2016年までに中国が世界最強の経済大国に近づくことが予想されており結果として欧米社会と他国間の政治・経済的なイデオロギーの分裂が広がるそうです世界はどんな風に変わっていくのでしょうか? 私が思うに世界はもっと国家が介入する国家資本主義に変容し国家による保護主義が広がりますしかし少し前に指摘したように政治的権利や個人の権利が大幅に失われます私たちに投げかけられる問いは欧米諸国は何をすべきかですそこで2つの選択肢を提示させていただきます欧米諸国は「競争」か「協力」どちらかの道に歩むことができますもし欧米が中国のモデルを潰しにかかってそのために世界中で民間資本主義と自由民主主義を押し付けて回ることは向かい風に ― 立ち向かっているようなものですでもこれも欧米にとっては自然な流れなのでしょうなぜなら民主主義を優先せず国家資本主義を推し進める中国モデルのアンチテーゼなのですからただしその結果はどうでしょうもし欧米諸国が競争に走れば広範囲に及ぶ亀裂が起きるでしょうもう1つの選択肢は欧米諸国が協力することここでの協力とは新興国の人々にとって政治・経済システムが一番上手く運営される有機的な道を見出す柔軟性を与えることです会場にいらっしゃる皆さんは中国に譲歩しているみたいだとかこんなことをしたら欧米諸国が二番手になると思われているでしょうかでも言わせてくださいもしアメリカとヨーロッパ諸国が世界規模の影響力を持ち続けたかったら競争に勝つためにも一時的に協力する道を考えてはどうでしょうかつまりミドルクラスを生み出すために更に強固に経済効果に焦点を合わせる必要があるかもしれませんがゆくゆくは彼らが政府の責任説明を監視して私たちが本当に望む民主主義を作ることができます実際問題として世界中を飛び回って中国と手を組む国々をだらだらと説得するより欧米諸国は自分達のビジネスを活性化させて新興国への貿易と投資を充実させるべきです中国の問題行動を批判するより欧米諸国の政治・経済体制がどれだけ優れているかを見せつけるべきではないでしょうかどれだけ優れているかを見せつけるべきではないでしょうか更に民主主義を世界に押し付けるのではなく欧米諸国は自分達の歴史書を見直して今日のような諸体制のモデル構築には長い歳月が必要であるということを思い出してみてください最高裁判事のスティーブン・ブライヤーはアメリカ憲法が施行されてから 170年近く経ってようやくアメリカに平等の権利がもたらされたことを思い出させてくれます皆さんの中には今日でさえ平等の権利は無いと考える人もいるでしょう事実法の下の平等を求めて戦っている団体もあります最盛期には欧米のモデルは自明でしたそれにより人々は食べ物に困ることもなく冷蔵庫も手に入れ人類を月に送ってしまいましたでも実際のところ昔は皆が欧米諸国に憧れの眼差しを向けて「あれが欲しいああなりたい」と言ったとしても今やすぐそばに新人が舞い降りましたそれは国という形で中国です新しい世代は中国を見上げてこう言います「中国がインフラをもたらしてくれる」「中国が経済成長を後押ししてくれる」「ありがたい」となぜなら結局のところ私たちの喫緊の課題は地球上の70億人に向けられた問題でどうやったら繁栄することができるかですその問題を重視する国にとってその政治・経済モデルを切り替えてでも短期間でより良い生活を保障してくれるモデルを選ぶのが合理的です今日ここにお越しの皆さんにとても個人的なメッセージをお送りしたいと思いますそれは私が信ずることで私たち一人一人の心持ちで寛容な心を持つことです世界の人々に繁栄をもたらしたいという夢と希望に心を開くことです何億人もの人々のため貧困を終わらせることは寛容な心を持つことから始まりますなぜなら世の中にある体制には良い面と悪い面があるからですご説明しましょう私自身の歴史についてですこの写真は私ですよんーっ私は1969年にザンビアで生まれ育ちました私の出生当時黒人には出生証明書が発行されませんでしたこの法律は1973年にやっと変わりましたこれはザンビア政府が発行した証書ですこれを皆さんにお見せしたのも 40年を経て生まれた時は人間としてすら認められなかった私が高名なTEDの聴衆の前に立って自分の見解を話していることを伝えたかったからですこれを考えれば経済を成長させることだって可能ですし貧困も意義ある形で克服できますでもこれに必要なことは私たちのこれまでの考えやこれまで経済成長をもたらした体制や民主主義民間資本主義について見直し民主主義民間資本主義について見直し貧困を減らして自由を構築する必要がありますこれまでの教科書を破り捨てて違う選択肢を見つめる必要もあるかもしれません真実を探究する寛容な心がその鍵になりますそうすればいつか世界が変わります今よりずっと良い場所になるでしょうありがとうございました	When Patrick Henry, the governor of Virginia, said these words in 1775, he could never have imagined just how much they would come to resonate with American generations to come. At the time, these words were earmarked and targeted against the British, but over the last 200 years, they've come to embody what many Westerners believe, that freedom is the most cherished value, and that the best systems of politics and economics have freedom embedded in them. Who could blame them? Over the past hundred years, the combination of liberal democracy and private capitalism has helped to catapult the United States and Western countries to new levels of economic development. In the United States over the past hundred years, incomes have increased 30 times, and hundreds of thousands of people have been moved out of poverty. Meanwhile, American ingenuity and innovation has helped to spur industrialization and also helped in the creation and the building of things like household appliances such as refrigerators and televisions, motor vehicles and even the mobile phones in your pockets. It's no surprise, then, that even at the depths of the private capitalism crisis, President Obama said, "The question before us is not whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and to expand freedom is unmatched." Thus, there's understandably a deep-seated presumption among Westerners that the whole world will decide to adopt private capitalism as the model of economic growth, liberal democracy, and will continue to prioritize political rights over economic rights. However, to many who live in the emerging markets, the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, which was signed in 1948, was unanimously adopted, what it did was to mask a schism that has emerged between developed and developing countries, and the ideological beliefs between political and economic rights. This schism has only grown wider. Today, many people who live in the emerging markets, where 90 percent of the world's population lives, believe that the Western obsession with political rights is beside the point, and what is actually important is delivering on food, shelter, education and healthcare. "Give me liberty or give me death" is all well and good if you can afford it, but if you're living on less than one dollar a day, you're far too busy trying to survive and to provide for your family than to spend your time going around trying to proclaim and defend democracy. Now, I know many people in this room and around the world will think, "Well actually, this is hard to grasp," because private capitalism and liberal democracy are held sacrosanct. But I ask you today, what would you do if you had to choose? What if you had to choose between a roof over your head and the right to vote? Over the last 10 years, I've had the privilege to travel to over 60 countries, many of them in the emerging markets, in Latin America, Asia, and my own continent of Africa. I've met with presidents, dissidents, policymakers, lawyers, teachers, doctors and the man on the street, and through these conversations, it's become clear to me that many people in the emerging markets believe that there's actually a split occurring between what people believe ideologically in terms of politics and economics in the West and that which people believe in the rest of the world. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying people in the emerging markets don't understand democracy, nor am I saying that they wouldn't ideally like to pick their presidents or their leaders. Of course they would. However, I am saying that on balance, they worry more about where their living standard improvements are going to come from, and how it is their governments can deliver for them, than whether or not the government was elected by democracy. The fact of the matter is that this has become a very poignant question because there is for the first time in a long time a real challenge to the Western ideological systems of politics and economics, and this is a system that is embodied by China. And rather than have private capitalism, they have state capitalism. Instead of liberal democracy, they have de-prioritized the democratic system. And they have also decided to prioritize economic rights over political rights. I put it to you today that it is this system that is embodied by China that is gathering momentum amongst people in the emerging markets as the system to follow, because they believe increasingly that it is the system in living standards in the shortest period of time. If you will indulge me, I will spend a few moments explaining to you first why economically they've come to this belief. First of all, it's China's economic performance over the past 30 years. She's been able to produce record economic growth and meaningfully move many people out of poverty, specifically putting a meaningful dent in poverty by moving over 300 million people out of indigence. It's not just in economics, but it's also in terms of living standards. We see that in China, 28 percent of people had secondary school access. Today, it's closer to 82 percent. So in its totality, economic improvement has been quite significant. Second, China has been able without changing the political construct. Today, the United States and China are the two leading economies in the world. They have vastly different political systems and different economic systems, one with private capitalism, another one broadly with state capitalism. However, these two countries have the identical GINI Coefficient, which is a measure of income equality. Perhaps what is more disturbing is that China's income equality has been improving in recent times, whereas that of the United States has been declining. Thirdly, people in the emerging markets look at China's amazing and legendary infrastructure rollout. This is not just about China building roads and ports and railways in her own country -- she's been able to build 85,000 kilometers of road network in China and surpass that of the United States -- but even if you look to places like Africa, China has been able to help tar the distance of Cape Town to Cairo, which is 9,000 miles, or three times the distance of New York to California. Now this is something that people can see and point to. Perhaps it's no surprise that in a 2007 Pew survey, when surveyed, Africans in 10 countries said they thought that the Chinese were doing amazing things to improve their livelihoods by wide margins, by as much as 98 percent. Finally, China is also providing innovative solutions to age-old social problems that the world faces. If you travel to Mogadishu, Mexico City or Mumbai, you find that dilapidated infrastructure and logistics continue to be a stumbling block to the delivery of medicine and healthcare in the rural areas. However, through a network of state-owned enterprises, the Chinese have been able to go into these rural areas, using their companies to help deliver on these healthcare solutions. Ladies and gentlemen, it's no surprise that around the world, people are pointing at what China is doing and saying, "I like that. I want that. I want to be able to do what China's doing. That is the system that seems to work." I'm here to also tell you that there are lots of shifts occurring around what China is doing in the democratic stance. In particular, there is growing doubt among people in the emerging markets, when people now believe that democracy is no longer to be viewed as a prerequisite for economic growth. In fact, countries like Taiwan, Singapore, Chile, not just China, have shown that actually, it's economic growth that is a prerequisite for democracy. In a recent study, the evidence has shown that income is the greatest determinant of how long a democracy can last. The study found that if your per capita income is about 1,000 dollars a year, your democracy will last about eight and a half years. If your per capita income is between 2,000 and 4,000 dollars per year, then you're likely to only get 33 years of democracy. And only if your per capita income is above 6,000 dollars a year will you have democracy come hell or high water. What this is telling us is that we need to first establish a middle class that is able to hold the government accountable. But perhaps it's also telling us around the world and shoehorning democracy, because ultimately we run the risk of ending up with illiberal democracies, democracies that in some sense could be worse than the authoritarian governments that they seek to replace. The evidence around illiberal democracies is quite depressing. Freedom House finds that although 50 percent of the world's countries today are democratic, 70 percent of those countries are illiberal in the sense that people don't have free speech or freedom of movement. But also, we're finding from Freedom House in a study that they published last year that freedom has been on the decline every year for the past seven years. What this says is that for people like me who care about liberal democracy, is we've got to find a more sustainable way of ensuring that we have a sustainable form of democracy in a liberal way, and that has its roots in economics. But it also says that as China moves toward being the largest economy in the world, something that is expected to happen by experts in 2016, that this schism between the political and economic ideologies of the West and the rest is likely to widen. What might that world look like? Well, the world could look like more state involvement and state capitalism; greater protectionisms of nation-states; but also, as I just pointed out a moment ago, ever-declining political rights and individual rights. The question that is left for us in general is, what then should the West be doing? And I suggest that they have two options. The West can either compete or cooperate. If the West chooses to compete with the Chinese model, and in effect go around the world of private capitalism and liberal democracy, this is basically going against headwinds, but it also would be a natural stance for the West to take because in many ways it is the antithesis of the Chinese model of de-prioritizing democracy, and state capitalism. Now the fact of the matter is, if the West decides to compete, it will create a wider schism. The other option is for the West to cooperate, and by cooperating I mean giving the emerging market countries the flexibility to figure out in an organic way what political and economic system works best for them. Now I'm sure some of you in the room will be thinking, well, this is like ceding to China, and this is a way, in other words, for the West to take a back seat. But I put it to you that if the United States and European countries want to remain globally influential, they may have to consider cooperating in the short term in order to compete, and by that, they might have to focus more aggressively on economic outcomes to help create the middle class and therefore be able to hold government accountable and create the democracies that we really want. The fact of the matter is that instead of going around the world and haranguing countries for engaging with China, the West should be encouraging its own businesses to trade and invest in these regions. Instead of criticizing China for bad behavior, the West should be showing how it is that their own system of politics and economics is the superior one. And instead of shoehorning democracy around the world, perhaps the West should take a leaf out of its own history book and remember that it takes a lot of patience in order to develop the models and the systems that you have today. Indeed, the Supreme Court Justice Stephen Breyer reminds us that it took the United States nearly 170 years for there to be equal rights in the United States. Some people would argue that today there is still no equal rights. In fact, there are groups who would argue that they still do not have equal rights under the law. At its very best, the Western model speaks for itself. It's the model that put food on the table. It's the refrigerators. It put a man on the moon. But the fact of the matter is, used to point at the Western countries and say, "I want that, I like that," there's now a new person in town in the form of a country, China. Today, generations are looking at China and saying, "China can produce infrastructure, China can produce economic growth, and we like that." Because ultimately, the question before us, and the question before seven billion people on the planet is, how can we create prosperity? People who care and will pivot towards the model of politics and economics in a very rational way, to those models that will ensure that they can have better living standards in the shortest period of time. As you leave here today, with a very personal message, which is what it is that I believe we should be doing as individuals, and this is really about being open-minded, open-minded to the fact that our hopes and dreams of creating prosperity for people around the world, creating and meaningfully putting a dent in poverty for hundreds of millions of people, has to be based in being open-minded, because these systems have good things and they have bad things. Just to illustrate, I went into my annals of myself. That's a picture of me. Awww. I was born and raised in Zambia in 1969. At the time of my birth, blacks were not issued birth certificates, and that law only changed in 1973. This is an affidavit from the Zambian government. I bring this to you to tell you that in 40 years, I've gone from not being recognized as a human being to standing in front of the illustrious TED crowd today to talk to you about my views. In this vein, we can increase economic growth. We can meaningfully put a dent in poverty. But also, it's going to require that we look at our assumptions, assumptions and strictures that we've grown up with around democracy, around private capitalism, around what creates economic growth and reduces poverty and creates freedoms. We might have to tear those books up and start to look at other options and be open-minded to seek the truth. Ultimately, it's about transforming the world and making it a better place. Thank you very much.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
シェイラは今日もゆったり休暇を満喫していた。というより、部屋に引きこもっていた。 ――あの日は、本部に報告があったから、すぐに迎えの兵団員が来てくれてうやむやになった。昨日と今日はお休みだから会わないで済んでる。でも明日は......。研修期間も残すところあ。気持ちよく働き、巡回兵団のみんなと気持ちよくお別れしたいのに。 ――どうしよう。働きたくない。ていうかレイディルーン先輩に会いたくない。疲れているからと我が儘を言って、食事の時間もずらして避け続けた。だが現場復帰するからには、これ以上逃げることは不可能だろう。先日、シェイラの不用意のために、レイディルーンに性別がバレたかもしれなかった。いや、確実にバレた。その場では言葉をかわすことなく別れたが、彼が不審に思っていることは疑いようのない事実だった。問い詰められた時が、終わりの時。その悲壮な覚悟を決めるまでに、二日の時間がかかってしまった。 ――でも、できるだけ避け続けよう。とにかく逃げて逃げて逃げまくって、決定打は引き伸ばそう。未練がましく考えていると、部屋の扉が叩かれた。シェイラはビクリと肩を跳ねさせる。同室同士でも扉を叩いて確認するが、彼らは今巡回中のはずだ。部屋を訪ねた者も、ここにはシェイラしかいないと分かっているのだろう。 ......逃げ続けようと決めたばかりなのに、もう追い詰められてしまったのだろうか。「――――――――私だ」扉の外にいたのは、クローシェザードだった。シェイラはどっと疲れを感じながら扉を開く。「......クローシェザード先生、普通私じゃ通じませんよ?」「通じたのだからいいだろう。それより勉強はしているか?」「事件に巻き込まれて大変だったから、何も手に付きませんでした」「言い訳が下手だな。単にベッドで怠けていただけだろう」するりと頬を撫でられ、思わず身を離した。いきなり何だと眉を寄せて見上げると、クローシェザードは鼻で笑った。「寝跡がくっきり付いている」クローシェザードをとりあえず室内に通すも、部屋には椅子の類いが一切ない。どうしようと焦っていると、彼は文句を言うこともなく二段ベッドに腰を下ろした。ハイデリオンが使っているベッドだ。シェイラもコディのベッドを借りることにして、腰を落ち着けた。「街はどうですか?メルヴィス達の様子は見に行きました?」現在の捜査状況を話しに来てくれたのだと分かったので、シェイラは最も気になっていることを訊ねた。「とりあえずの平穏は取り戻したところだな。深夜の屋敷改めを、一体何の騒ぎだと不安がる者も多かったが、巡回兵団や学院生が事情を説明して回っている。子ども達も今のところ元気だ。君に会いたいと言っていた」クローシェザードが『今のところ』と言ったのは、事件による後遺症を考えてのことだろう。頭の深い部分に刻まれた恐怖は何年経とうが色褪せることなく、ふとしたきっかけで甦っては心を苛むのだ。「ギルグナー伯爵は、王都にまだ幾つかの家屋を所有しているので、そちらの立ち入り捜査もこれから行われるだろう」ギルグナー伯爵の悪事の証拠は、まだ見つかっていないという。既に学生の領分ではなくなっているので、もどかしくても見守ることしかできない。「証拠、早く見つかってほしいですね」「何かしらの書類が見つかるのは時間の問題だろう。人身売買の契約書や裏帳簿など、必ず隠し持っているはずだ」クローシェザードが断言すると、なぜか本当になりそうな気がする。これが説得力かと、シェイラは感心しながら頷いた。「あと、君が言っていた男達も見つかっていない。あるいは既に、国外へ逃亡しているかもしれん」カラスの透明な笑顔を思い出すと、まだ心はぐらつく。けれどシェイラは、僅かに案じる様子を見せる孔雀石色の瞳を、毅然と見つめ返した。もう大丈夫という思いを込めて。「見つけたところで、捕まえるには手こずりそうですけどね。クローシェザード先生ほどの実力があればともかく」「そうだな......大型の魔物を三匹相手取る程度の実力ならば、私でも何とかなるだろうな」肩をすくめてうそぶくと、クローシェザードも調子を合わせて頷いた。しかし何気なくこぼされた爆弾発言に、シェイラは目を丸くする。「――――――――え。先生、魔物と戦ったことあるんですか?国内には生息してないのに?」国外には魔物という、動物よりも獰猛で凶暴な生き物がいるらしい。姿形すら想像できないのは、シュタイツ王国の領土に魔物が生息していないからだった。領土が護られているのは、ファリル神国の加護を得ているからだ。彼の国では魔術ではなく法術が発達しており、神の加護を得た護符を作り出すことができるらしい。シュタイツ王国はこれまでの交流もあって、加護の護符を授かることができる。それさえあれば魔物に領土を踏み荒らされることはないと言われている。「そうか......君は山奥に住んでいたから、知らないのだろうな」クローシェザードは無表情の上に複雑な感情を載せた。厄介そうな、不愉快そうな――――いい感情でないことは確かだ。「魔物の侵入は、定期的にあるのだ。そういった緊急時には、騎士団も討伐に駆り出される」「そうだったんですか?」全くの初耳だったので、シェイラはまた目を丸くしてしまった。デナン村では、魔物など見たこともなかった。「しかも侵入があるのは、決まってファリル神国との国境沿い付近だ。この意味が分かるか?」「いえ、全く」「............考えようともしていないだろう」「考えるより、知ってる人に答えを聞いた方が早いじゃないですか」クローシェザードは頭が痛いとばかりに眉間のシワをほぐした。手を離してもシワはなくなっていないので、効果は全くなかったとみえる。「護符の効果が弱まり、護りが不完全になることで国内に魔物が侵入する。シュタイツ王国は、そのたびファリル神国に莫大な寄付金を払って護符を授かっているのだ」「寄付金............」寄付金を払っていたとは知らなかった。そういえば、以前ヨルンヴェルナが言っていた。ファリル神国にはこれといった特産品がない。寄付などで成り立っている国なのだと。加護の護符を授ける理由も、慈悲の心ではなく目先の利益ということか。「なるほど。ファリル神国が圧倒的に有利な立場だから、寄付金目当てにどうとでもできるという訳ですね」「............あまりに明け透けな言い方だな」「クローシェザード先生こそ、全く婉曲さが足りませんでしたよ」「..................」言い返さないところを見ると、自覚はあるらしい。貴族らしさを忘れてしまうほど現状が腹に据えかねているのだろう。「そういえば、先日思ったのだが」「あ。話を逸らしましたね」「うるさい。......神や精霊に感謝を捧げている時の君は、なかなか謙譲語が板に付いていたぞ。普段はともかく上級貴族と会話するならば、あれくらいすれば失礼にあたらないかもしれん」もっとからかおうと思っていたのに、建設的な内容にうっかり乗せられてしまった。なかなか成長しなかった丁寧語の分野に、こんな逃げ道があったとは。シェイラは早速クローシェザードに向き直った。「クローシェザード先生。先日はあなた様の大切な御胸をお貸しいただき、感謝申し上げます。私がおそれ多くも汚してしまったお召し物は、今どちらにございましょうか?」神や精霊に感謝するがごとく接したのだが、彼の顔はしかめられるばかりだった。「ちょっと失礼すぎません?先生が提案してくださったことですのに」「私には使用しなくて結構。語尾にまだ名残りがあるぞ」なぜここまで不評なのか。シェイラは唇を尖らせながらも手を差し出した。「で、本当にどこにあるんです?お詫びに私が洗いますよ。暇ですし」「あのような代物をそのまま二日も放置しておけると思うのか?」「ヒドイ。あのようなシロモノって」気の置けない会話をしている内に、彼がここに来た本当の目的が分かった。捜査状況などの込み入った話がしたかった訳ではなく。 ......ただ、休みの間中、自室にこもっていた教え子を、心配してくれただけなのだろう。厳しいけれど、厳しいだけじゃない人。ふと、窓の外をあおぐクローシェザードの横顔に、少しだけ見惚れた。	Sheila was enjoying a relaxing vacation today. Or rather, she was holed up in her room. That day, because the kidnapping case had to be reported to the headquarters, a corps member came to pick me up right away. Yesterday and today are my days off, so I don’t have to see him. But tomorrow..... There were only three days left in the training period. She wanted to work and comfortably say goodbye to everyone in the Patrol Corps. What should I do? I don’t want to work. Or rather, I don’t want to see Leidyrune-senpai.... She kept avoiding him, even selfishly shifting her mealtimes. However, it would be impossible to escape after her days off were over. The other day, due to Sheila’s carelessness, Leidyrune might have found out her gender. No, he definitely found out. They parted without exchanging words on the spot, but there was no doubt that he was suspicious. When he inevitably asked her the question, that would be the end for her. It took her two days to make that tragic decision. But I have to try to avoid it as much as possible. Anyway, let’s just run, and prolong the decision-making moment. As she was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door. Sheila’s shoulders jumped with a start. Her roommates usually knocked on the door, but they were supposed to be on patrol right now. The one who visited the room probably knew that Sheila was the only one there. .... She just decided to keep running away, but had she already been cornered? “――It’s me.” Outside the door was Clauschezade. Sheila opened the door, feeling exhausted. “.... Claushezade-sensei, what brings you here?” “I just wanted to check up on you. Have you been studying?” “I was involved in a case and had a hard time, so I didn’t get anything done.” “That’s a lousy excuse. You were simply lazy in bed.” Her cheek was gently stroked, and she jerked away. When she looked up at him with raised eyebrows, Claushezade snorted. “You can clearly see the sleep marks.” She let Claushezade in for the time being, but there were no chairs of any kind in the room. As she was frantically trying to figure out what to do, he sat down on the bunk bed without hesitation. The same bed used by Hyderion. Sheila, too, decided to borrow Cody’s bed and settled down. “How are things in town? Have you gone to see how Melvis and the others are doing?” Realizing that he was here to discuss the current state of the investigation, Sheila asked what she was most concerned about. “For the time being, peace has been restored. Many people were wondering what the fuss was about, but the patrols and academy students are going around explaining the situation. The children are doing well so far. They said they wanted to see you.” Claushezade said “for now” in consideration of the aftereffects of the incident. No matter how many years had passed, the terror carved deep into one’s mind never fades, and when it suddenly recurred, it would torment their mind. “Count Gilgner still owns several houses in the capital, which will be raided in the coming days.” They hadn’t yet found any evidence of Count Gilgner’s wrongdoing. Since this was no longer the domain of the students, they could only watch with frustration. “I hope they find the evidence soon.” “It’s probably only a matter of time before some sort of document is found. He must surely have some hidden documents, such as contracts for human trafficking or back books.” When Clauschezade assured her, for some reason, she felt like it was going to be true. Sheila nodded in admiration, wondering if this was the power of persuasion. “Also, the men you mentioned haven’t been found either. They may have already fled the country.” Her heart still wavered when she remembered Crow’s farewell smile. However, Sheila resolutely stared back at his peacock-colored eyes that showed a hint of concern, with the thought that everything would be all right. “I’m afraid it’s going to be tough to catch him when we find him, though. If he’s as good as Claushezade-sensei, that is.” “Well.... If I’m good enough to take on three large demons, I should be able to do something about it.” Claushezade nodded as he shrugged his shoulders. However, Sheila’s eyes widen at the casually spilled bombshell statement. “――Eh, did you fight a demon before, Claushezade-sensei? Even though they don’t inhabit the country?” It was said that there were demons, creatures more ferocious and violent than monsters, outside the country. She couldn’t even imagine what they look like because demons didn’t inhabit the territory of the Steitz Kingdom. The territory was protected because it had the blessing of the Faril Divine Kingdom. In their kingdom, the divine arts, not magic, were well developed, and it was said that they could create protective charms with the blessings of the gods. The Kingdom of Steitz was able to receive protective charms of blessings, partly due to previous exchanges. It was said that if you had it, the territory wouldn’t be trampled by demons. “I see.... I guess I didn’t know because I lived so far up in the mountains.” Claushezade had a complex emotion on his usually expressionless face. He looked troubled, unpleasant――it was certainly not a good emotion. “Demon invasions are a regular occurrence. In such emergencies, the knights are also sent out to subjugate them.” “Is that so?” Sheila widened her eyes again, as this was completely new to her. In the village of Denan, she had never seen any demons. “What’s more, the intrusion is always near the border with the Faril Divine Kingdom. Do you know what this means?” “No, not at all.” “...... You don’t even try to think about it.” “Isn’t it faster to ask someone who knows the answer than to think about it?” Claushezade smoothed the wrinkles between his brows as if he had a headache. “The effect of the charms weakened, and when the protection becomes inadequate, demons invade the country. Each time this happens, the Kingdom of Steitz pays a huge donation to the Faril Kingdom to receive the protection charms.” “Donations....” She didn’t know they were paying donations. Come to think of it, Jornwerner said it before. The Faril Kingdom didn’t have any notable industries or specialties. The country was made up of donations. Was the reason for giving the talisman of divine protection not out of compassion, but for immediate profit? “I see. So, since the Faril Kingdom is in an overwhelmingly advantageous position, they can do whatever they want with the donations they receive.” “.... You’re talking too bluntly.” “Claushezade-sensei is the one who wasn’t being roundabout at all.” “......” Judging from the fact that he didn’t say anything back, he seemed to be aware of it. He must be so bitter with the current situation that he had forgotten his aristocratic nature. “Speaking of which, I was thinking the other day...” “Shut up.... When you were giving thanks to the gods and spirits, you were quite humble. If you talk to other nobles that way, it might not be rude if you do that much.” Sheila had intended to tease him more, but she was inadvertently carried away by the constructive comment. She had no idea that there was such an escape route in the field of polite language, which hadn’t really developed well for her. “――Oh. I overlooked that.” Sheila immediately turned to Claushezade. “Claushezade-sensei, thank you very much for lending me your precious chest the other day. Where is the garment that I so fearfully soiled?” She thanked him as if she were thanking a god or a spirit, but he only frowned at her. “Isn’t that a little too rude? It’s what Claushezade-sensei suggested.” “You don’t have to use it on me. You still have a trace of it at the end of your sentence anyway.” Sheila held out her hand with pursed lips. “So, where is it really? I’ll wash it for you, as an apology. I’m not busy.” “Do you really think I can leave it with a thing like you out in the open for two days?” “That’s terrible. A thing like me?” In the midst of their casual conversation, Sheila understood his true purpose for coming here. He didn’t want to talk about complicated things like the investigation situation. .... Maybe he was just worried about his pupil, who had been holed up in her room throughout the vacation. He was someone who was strict, but not too strict. 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2000年問題やドットコムバブルがあって世紀の瞬間をどのパーティで迎えるか悩みシャンパンのグラスを傾けながら待ちこがれていたでしょうミレニアムに対し皆漠然とした期待を抱いたはず単に2とゼロが3つ並んだ数字ではなくもっとそれ以上のものであるべきだという想いです意外にもこのときだけはミレニアムに対する皆の期待に世界のリーダー達が応えてくれました 2000年国連にてなかなか途方もない計画がいくつか合意されましたミレニアム開発目標という先見的で測定可能かつ長期的な目標です皆さんも印刷してベッドの脇もしくは枕の下に保管していらっしゃるはずですね万が一印刷してお持ちじゃない場合もしくは記憶があやふやな方のためにこの目標の概要をご説明します発展途上国は 2015年までの目標のひとつとして極度の貧困飢えそして病死率を最低でも半減させると誓いました先進国は発展途上国の目標達成のために債務の軽減技術援助の増加そして貿易改革の支援を約束しましたさて 2015 年がすぐそこに迫った今掲げた目標に対する進捗を評価する時ですこの世界的目標が適切だったのかどうかも全員が賛同しているわけではないし賛同するにしても次のアクションを決めなければ世界は手を組んで何がしたいのか? その決定プロセスも決めなければなりません私個人としては継続して実行する価値があるゴールだと強く思っていますなぜかご説明しましょう世界中における発展途上国で民間企業政治家博愛主義者そして実力ある草の根活動家などが見事に手を組みましたさらには25万人もの人たちがまさにこの建物のすぐ外のエジンバラの街頭を行進し「貧困を過去のものにしよう」と訴えた Make Poverty History運動彼らは力を合わせることで様々な結果を出しました命を救えるエイズ薬である抗レトロウイルス薬を投与された患者の増加マラリアによる死亡数をほぼ半減ワクチン接種で 540 万人もの命を救いました合わせると去年の時点で 2000年に比べ子供の死亡数が年間200万人減少したという結果になりますつまり一日あたり5,000人ここにいる皆さんの10倍の子供を救っている計算になりますさきほど言ったパートナーシップのおかげですこの素晴らしい実績はもっと知られるべきですただしこのような良いニュースを伝達するのは難しくそれだけで他のTEDトークの議題になるだろうってくらいですとにかくこの成果を出すため関わった全ての人々に感謝ですこれらの目標の価値を証明してくれましたしかしまだ未完の仕事が沢山あります未だに毎年760 万人もの子供が予防可能もしくは治療可能な病気のために亡くなり 1億 7800 万人の子供が一生残る身体障害や認知機能障害などの深刻な発育阻害を起こすほどの重度な栄養失調に苦しんでいますゴールに向けやるべきことはまだまだ山積みですまた一方で沢山の人が元々の誓約事項に含まれるべきだったと感じていること当初は合意されなかったが今では必要だと思われていることがあります例えば持続性のある開発目標や資源ガバナンス目標機会・知識・資本の提供腐敗行為防止などです全て測定可能な事項で新しい目標になるかもしれませんしかしここで重要なことは皆さんの考える新しい目標は何なのか? 何を求めているのか? 男女平等や教育が入ってなくて不満じゃありませんか? これらを新しい目標に含めるべきでしょうか? 正直言ってとても良い質問である一方何かしら大きな犠牲を伴うでしょう決めるのも難しいですから結果的に世界が下す決断は合理的なプロセスに則って行われるものであって欲しいですよね? 今我々がここエジンバラに集まる中で国連や政府に任命されたテクノクラート達は善意を持って新しい目標の設定に勤しんでいますしかしそのやり方は 20世紀後半同様のトップダウンでエリート主義で閉鎖的なプロセスですところが昔と違うのはインターネットやモバイル技術がユビキタスなリアリティテレビの形と共に世界各地に広がっていることですこれらの技術や仕組みを活用し世界で初めての試みとして世界中の人々を巻き込むことを提案したいと思います世界初の真にグローバルな世論調査・協議が可能になります史上初世界中の誰もが平等に意見を述べることのできる場ですこういった機会を設けるのが実際可能なのに設けなければ逆に大きな歴史的損失ではありませんか? 皆さんが援助した数千億ドルもの資金が絡んでいます数千万人もの人々の生死がかかっていますそして皆さんとご家族の将来も左右するものだと思いますいいですねではご説明しますが私の考えるクラウドソーシングキャンペーンの中核は集める繋がる誓約するの 3段階ですまずは調査結果から主要なデータでキャンペーンの基礎を固めます協力してくれる全ての国から 1001人ずつ新しい目標は何であるべきか意見を聞きましょう最も貧しい層の人や現代技術に触れることができない人の意見もしっかり聞き今後立てる目標の中心部に据える最大限の努力をするべきです次に今後目標達成の進捗状況を確認するために基準値を測るためのアンケートを実施する必要があります元々の目標が設定された際には基準値となる適切な調査データがありませんでした今後は進捗をきちっと管理できるようプロセス全体においてビッグデータの助けが必要ですそして私たちはクラウドつまり大群衆と繋がる必要がありますここで重要な役割を果たすのがソーシャルメディア新興企業通信企業リアリティテレビゲーム会社など全てひっくるめたいまだかつてない連携ですある種の「ウィー・アー・ザ・ワールド」ですこういった数々のプラットフォームをつなげることでミレニアム開発ゴールをミレニアム世代の目標として再生させることができるでしょうか? 現在インターネットが使える50 億人のうちわずか5%でも意見を述べてその意見を約束に変えることができたらクラウドソーシングによって3 億人の力を世界目標の達成に役立てることができます過去のキャンペーン活動実績から考えるとデータを収集しクラウドとつながり世界のリーダー達に約束させればクラウドソーシングから生まれた大抵の提案事項には合意し約束してくれるはずですしかしここで本質的な疑問が残りますこのプロセスで本当に皆本気でやり遂げる気になれるのでしょうか? もしそうならこの約束を今一度明言し進捗管理しフィードバックを提供し本当に結果を出すまで見届ける覚悟があるのでしょうか? 実際主にアフリカにて試行された素晴らしい例がいくつかあります例えば「オープンデータケニア」の場合ジオコードやクラウドソーシングを用いプロジェクトの進捗や成果を確認しています通常はうまく活用されにくい情報です他にもスワヒリ語で「証人」という意味の「ウシャヒディ」では同様にジオコードとクラウドソーシングで複雑な緊急事態でも対応目標の絞り込みが楽になりますこれらは地域の発展と民主主義での最も目覚ましい例です大規模な国際的援助の約束事や上の人間が決めた漠然とした事柄も草の根から末端の人々に効果が行き渡り力関係もピラミッドをひっくり返し底辺がトップになるようにネットワーク上の市民がプロセスの強制的なオープン化を図っていますこの強制的オープン性が鍵となります今までの話で完全にオープンでなかったかもしれないので公表しておきますが私が意図する計画は完全にオープンです長期に渡るデータの動向によると今世紀は生活するのが厳しくなります人口が増え消費パターンも多様化し限られた天然資源を巡り争いが起こります昨今の世界の政治の現状を見てくださいちょうど先週開催されたリオ地球サミットやメキシコG20を思い出してくださいどちらも正直破綻していました我らが世界のリーダーも国際政治も物事を達成することができないのです私たちの助けが騎兵隊が必要なのですでも騎兵隊は火星からは来ません私たち一般市民から出さなければこの世界が一緒になって実現させたい事をボトムアップ方式で民主的に決定するプロセスは 21世紀グローバル・ガバナンスを活性化させる有権者の層を築く力をクラウドソーシングで集めるという非常に重要なひとつの手段なのですさて 2000年の話から始めましたが最後に2030年の話を数年前は嘲笑を受けた一大キャンペーン Make Poverty History運動甘い考えだと多くの人が思いました実際その通りでした Tシャツ用のスローガンに過ぎず効果は一時的でしたしかし見てください一日1ドル25セント以下で生活する貧困層は下降傾向にあります 2030年の部分を見てくださいこの傾向が続くとゼロに近づきます中国とインドの発展やそこでの貧困減少が一端を担っているのも事実ですが最近はアフリカの貧困率も減少傾向ですゼロに近づくにつれて難しくなります貧しい人々が続々と紛争後の不安定な地域や社会底辺層への関心が低い中所得地域に集中してくるためですしかし適切な政治運動とクリエイティブな技術革新が一体となりもっと力を合わせれば目標を達成できると私は信じていますありがとう (拍手) (拍手) クリス・アンダーソン:私にわからないのは今の時代 100人の子供が何かしらの悲劇で亡くなったり誘拐されて特別部隊に救出されるような事件があれば 1週間はニュースを騒がせますよね? あなたは先ほど5,000人という数字を出しましたね-- これで合ってますか? ジェイミー・ドラモンド: 毎日救える命の数ですクリス: 毎日5,000人の子供の命他のニュース題材全てが途端に小さく見えてしまう衝撃の事実ですがほとんど知られていませんさぞ歯がゆいでしょうねジェイミー: ええもちろん今この国では例えば援助のレベルについてとか大論争が起きてますよ援助だけが全ての解決策とは誰も考えていませんがこの技術援助の成果を人々が知ったらみんな意識が変わると思いますこの建物の外を実際行進した 25万人の人々がこれらの結果を知ってくれたらいいのにと思いますまだ広めきれていない現状を解決する方法を見つけたいです今までは成功実績の周知に失敗してきましたが重要な局面にて人々の努力や声を拡大することができたらより良い政策ができあがることでしょうメキシコ G20が破綻したり環境問題でいえばリオの地球サミットも破綻する必要はありませんでしたでも今でも開催され続けてますこういう大規模な国際会議での約束事はどうせ守られることはないだろうと人々は懐疑的ですしかし実際はちゃんと成果を出しているんです政治家に必要なのはもっと民衆からの同意を得ることですクリス: しかしそれを可能にするウェブの仕組みなどまだ完全に確立できていないですよね? この会場にオープン・プラットフォームの経験者がいればお話して今後の実現に役立てることができるのではジェイミー:おっしゃる通りクリス: この会議がそういう壮大なアイディアの実現につながればいいし是非実現にまい進していただきたいありがとうございましたジェイミー: 是非ご協力いただきたいですクリス: 本当にありがとうございました	Y2K, the dotcom bubble, stressing about whose party you're going to go to as the clock strikes midnight, before the champagne goes flat, and then there's that inchoate yearning that was felt, I think, by many, that the millennium, that the year 2000, should mean more, more than just a two and some zeroes. Well, amazingly, for once, our world leaders actually lived up to that millennium moment and back in 2000 agreed to some pretty extraordinary stuff: visionary, measurable, long-term targets called the Millennium Development Goals. Now, I'm sure you all keep a copy of the goals under your pillow, or by the bedside table, but just in case you don't, and your memory needs some jogging, the deal agreed then goes like this: developing countries promised to at least halve extreme poverty, hunger and deaths from disease, alongside some other targets, by 2015, and developed nations promised to help them get that done by dropping debts, increasing smart aid, and trade reform. Well, we're approaching 2015, so we'd better assess, how are we doing on these goals? But we've also got to decide, do we like such global goals? Some people don't. And if we like them, we've got to decide what we want to do on these goals going forward. What does the world want to do together? We've got to decide a process by which we decide. Well, I definitely think these goals are worth building on and seeing through, and here's just a few reasons why. Incredible partnerships between the private sector, political leaders, philanthropists and amazing grassroots activists across the developing world, but also 250,000 people marched in the streets of Edinburgh outside this very building for Make Poverty History. All together, they achieved these results: increased the number of people on anti-retrovirals, life-saving anti-AIDS drugs; nearly halved deaths from malaria; vaccinated so many that 5.4 million lives will be saved. And combined, this is going to result in two million fewer children dying every year, last year, than in the year 2000. That's 5,000 fewer kids dying every day, ten times you lot not dead every day, because of all of these partnerships. So I think this is amazing living proof of progress that more people should know about, but the challenge of communicating this kind of good news is probably the subject of a different TEDTalk. Anyway, for now, anyone involved in getting these results, thank you. I think this proved these goals are worth it. But there's still a lot of unfinished business. Still, 7.6 million children die every year of preventable, treatable diseases, and 178 million kids are malnourished to the point of stunting, a horrible term which means physical and cognitive lifelong impairment. So there's plainly a lot more to do on the goals we've got. But then, a lot of people think there are things that should have been in the original package that weren't agreed back then that should now be included, like sustainable development targets, natural resource governance targets, access to opportunity, to knowledge, equity, fighting corruption. All of this is measurable and could be in the new goals. But the key thing here is, what do you think should be in the new goals? What do you want? Are you annoyed that I didn't talk about gender equality or education? Should those be in the new package of goals? And quite frankly, that's a good question, but there's going to be some tough tradeoffs and choices here, so you want to hope that the process by which the world decides these new goals is going to be legitimate, right? Well, as we gather here in Edinburgh, technocrats appointed by the U.N. and certain governments, with the best intentions, are busying themselves designing a new package of goals, and currently they're doing that through pretty much the same old late-20th-century, top-down, elite, closed process. But, of course, since then, the Web and mobile telephony, along with ubiquitous reality TV formats have spread all around the world. So what we'd like to propose is that we use them to involve people from all around the world in an historic first: the world's first truly global poll and consultation, where everyone everywhere has an equal voice for the very first time. I mean, wouldn't it be a huge historic missed opportunity not to do this, given that we can? There's hundreds of billions of your aid dollars at stake, tens of millions of lives, or deaths, at stake, and, I'd argue, the security and future of you and your family is also at stake. So, if you're with me, I'd say there's three essential steps in this crowdsourcing campaign: collecting, connecting and committing. So first of all, we've got to ground this campaign Let's go into every country that will let us in, ask 1,001 people what they want the new goals to be, making special efforts to reach the poorest, those without access to modern technology, and let's make sure that their views are at the center of the goals going forward. Then, we've got to commission a baseline survey to make sure we can monitor and progress the goals going forward. The original goals didn't really have good baseline survey data, and we're going to need the help of big data through all of this process to make sure we can really monitor the progress. And then we've got to connect with the big crowd. Now here, we see the role for an unprecedented coalition of social media giants and upstarts, telecoms companies, reality TV show formats, gaming companies, telecoms, all of them together in kind of their "We Are The World" moment. Could they come together and help the Millennium Development Goals get rebranded into the Millennial Generation's Goals? And if just five percent of the five billion plus who are currently connected made a comment, and that comment turned into a commitment, we could crowdsource a force of 300 million people around the world to help see these goals through. If we have this collected data, and this connected crowd, and getting world leaders to commit, I think world leaders will commit to most of the crowdsourced recommendations. But the question really is, through this process will we all have become committed? And if we are, are we ready to iterate, monitor and provide feedback, make sure these promises are really delivering results? Well, there's some fantastic examples here to scale up, mostly piloted within Africa, actually. There's Open Data Kenya, which geocodes and crowdsources information about where projects are, are they delivering results. Often, they're not in the right place. And Ushahidi, which means "witness" in Swahili, which geocodes and crowdsources information in complex emergencies to help target responses. This is some of the most exciting stuff in development and democracy, where citizens on the edge of a network are helping to force open the process to make sure that the big global aid promises and vague stuff up at the top really delivers for people at a grassroots level and inverts that pyramid. This openness, this forcing openness, is key, and if it wasn't entirely transparent already, I should be open: I've got a completely transparent agenda. Long-term trends suggest that this century is going to be a tough place to live, with population increases, consumption patterns increasing, and conflict over scarce natural resources. And look at the state of global politics today. Look at the Rio Earth Summit that happened just last week, or the Mexican G20, also last week. Both, if we're honest, a bust. Our world leaders, our global politics, currently can't get it done. They need our help. They need the cavalry, and the cavalry's not going to come from Mars. It's got to come from us, and I see this process of deciding democratically in a bottom-up fashion what the world wants to work on together the force to really build that constituency that's going to reinvigorate global governance in the 21st century. I started in 2000. Let me finish in 2030. Many people made fun of a big campaign a few years ago we had called Make Poverty History. It was a naive thought in many people's minds, and it's true, it was just a t-shirt slogan that worked for the moment. But look. The empirical condition of living under a dollar and 25 is trending down, and look where it gets to by 2030. It's getting near zero. Now sure, progress in China and India and poverty reduction there was key to that, but recently also in Africa, poverty rates are being reduced. It will get harder as we get towards zero, as the poor will be increasingly located in post-conflict, fragile states, or maybe in middle income states where they don't really care about the marginalized. But I'm confident, with the right kind of political campaigning and creative and technological innovation combined working together more and more as one, I think we can get this and other goals done. Thank you. Chris Anderson: Jamie, here's the puzzle to me. If there was an incident today where a hundred kids died in some tragedy or where, say, a hundred kids were kidnapped and then rescued by special forces, I mean, it would be all over the news for a week, right? that 5,000 -- is that the number? Jamie Drummond: Fewer children every day. CA: Five thousand fewer children dying every day. I mean, it dwarfs, dwarfs everything that is actually on our news agenda, and it's invisible. This must drive you crazy. JD: It does, and we're having a huge debate in this country about aid levels, for example, and aid alone is not the whole solution. Nobody thinks it is. But, you know, if people saw the results of this smart aid, I mean, they'd be going crazy for it. I wish the 250,000 people who really did march outside this very building knew these results. Right now they don't, and it would be great to find a way to better communicate it, because we have not. Creatively, we've failed to communicate this success so far. If those kinds of efforts just could multiply their voice and amplify it at the key moments, I know for a fact we'd get better policy. The Mexican G20 need not have been a bust. Rio, if anyone cares about the environment, need not have been a bust, okay? But these conferences are going on, and I know people get skeptical and cynical about the big global summits and the promises and their never being kept, but actually, the bits that are, are making a difference, and what the politicians need is more permission from the public. CA: But you haven't fully worked out the Web mechanisms, etc. by which this might happen. I mean, if the people here who've had experience using open platforms, you're interested to talk with them this week and try to take this forward. JD: Absolutely. CA: All right, well I must say, if this conference led in some way to advancing that idea, that's a huge idea, and if you carry that forward, that is really awesome, so thank you. JD: I'd love your help. CA: Thank you, thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
理想的なサイズで脂肪なんて全くついていませんとても美しいでしょう? 科学実験のモデルなんですがご想像の通り私は再生医学者でこれは私が研究室で作った拍動する心臓のビデオですいつの日かこれらの組織が人体の代替パーツとなるよう期待されていますしかし今日お話しするのはこれらの組織の研究モデルとしての有用性です創薬過程についてちょっと考えてみましょう薬を合成するところから始めてラボでの実験動物実験を経て人体実験ともいわれる治験を行いその後ようやく薬が市場へ出回ります金銭的にも時間的にも大きなコストがかかります薬が市場に出回ったとしても時には予想外の副作用を引き起こし人々に害を与えることもあります副作用に気付くのが遅くなるほど被害は大きくなります全ては2つの問題点に集約されます 1つ目はヒトとラットとの違いそして2つ目はほぼ同じヒト同士でも僅かな個体差が薬の代謝や作用に大きく影響するということですもしラットよりもヒトに近い上ヒトの多様性も再現できるような優れたモデルが研究に使えたらどうでしょう? 再生医学がそれを可能にすることをご覧に入れましょうここでキーとなる重要な技術の1つに人工多能性幹細胞と呼ばれるものがありますごく最近日本で開発されました iPS細胞は ES細胞にとてもよく似ていますが倫理的に問題無い点が異なります人工的に誘導して作る細胞です例えば皮膚細胞に数種の遺伝子を導入し培養して作るわけです数種の遺伝子を導入し培養して作るわけです iPS細胞は言ってみれば皮膚細胞に細工をして細胞の記憶喪失のように胚状態にしたものなのですそのため倫理的に問題ないのが 1つ目の長所です 2つ目の長所は自分の細胞を使って脳心臓肝臓などどんな組織でもつくることができる点です自分の心臓でも脳でもチップ上でモデルをつくることができるのです密度や挙動が予想可能な組織生成の技術がモデルを創薬に応用するためのもう一つの欠かせない鍵となりますこれは我々が開発中のバイオリアクターの設計図で様々な規模でモジュール的に組織を作れるようにするものです将来的にはこれを大規模に並列化し人間の組織が同時に何千と作れればチップ上で治験を行うようなものになるでしょう更にiPS細胞ではこんなことも可能です例えば皮膚細胞を遺伝性疾患をもつ人から採取しそれを元に組織を作れば再生医学の技術を用いてラボ内で病気のモデルを生成することができますハーバード大のケビン・エガン研究室での例ですが筋萎縮性側索硬化症の患者から iPS細胞をつくりニューロンを生成しました iPS細胞をニューロンに分化させてみると驚いた事にこのニューロンも ALSの症状を発症したのですこのような疾患モデルを用いればかつてない速さで病気を食い止めより深く病気を理解することができ薬もずっと簡単に見つかるでしょうこれは患者固有の幹細胞を使った別の例で網膜色素変性の患者からつくられたものですこれは網膜が衰える病気で私の家系にもこの病気が遺伝しているので iPS細胞による治療法の発見を願っていますこれらのモデルは一見良さそうですがラット同等の有用性があるのか疑問に思う人もいるかもしれません本質的にラットは相互作用しあう器官のネットワークを持つ完全な生物体です心臓の薬が肝臓で代謝されたり副産物が脂肪に蓄積される可能性があります再生医学によるモデルを使う実験ではこれらを見落とすのではないでしょうか? 最近の傾向として再生医学技術とマイクロ流体学を融合させることが主流になりつつありますつまり複数の器官システムを持った完全な生体全体を再現するモデルを用いて血圧の薬の肝臓への影響や抗鬱薬の心臓への影響を実験するのですこのようなシステム構築は実に困難ですが実現可能になりつつあるので見ていてくださいしかしこれで全てではありませんなぜなら薬の承認後も再生医学技術はオーダーメイド治療の開発に役立つからですこれは皆さんが将来興味をを持つ例かもしれませんそうならないよう願いますが医者から電話で悪い知らせを告げられガンの疑いがあるなんてことになったとします抗がん剤が自分のガンに効くかどうか飲む前に実験で試してみたくありませんか? これはカレン・バーグ研究室の例でインクジェット技術を利用して乳ガン細胞を印刷しガンの進行と治療について研究したものですタフツ大学ではこのようなモデルを再生された骨と混ぜ合わせてガンが体内のある部位から別の部位にどのように広がるのか実験していますこのような複数の組織からなるチップがこの類の研究の次世代を担うことでしょうこのようなモデルについて考えると再生医学は将来的には創薬の各ステップに革命を起こす準備ができていることがお分かり頂けるでしょう薬物開発に貢献する疾患モデル作成や研究に革命をもたらす大規模に並列化されたヒト組織モデルは臨床試験において動物実験や人体実験を減らしますまたオーダーメイド医療など考えられなかった市場まで覆します本質的には分子の合成と人体における作用を研究する過程の間でフィードバックを劇的に高速化しているのです我々がこれを行うプロセスは本質的には生物工学や薬学を情報技術へと変え新薬の発見や評価を速く安く効率的に済ませられるようにしているのです動物実験に対してモデルならではの優位性がお分かりいただけると思いますありがとうございました	They're all the perfect size, and they don't have an ounce of fat. Did I mention they're gorgeous? And they're scientific models? As you might have guessed, I'm a tissue engineer, and this is a video of some of the beating heart that I've engineered in the lab. And one day we hope that these tissues can serve as replacement parts for the human body. But what I'm going to tell you about today is how these tissues make awesome models. Well, let's think about the drug screening process for a moment. You go from drug formulation, lab testing, animal testing, and then clinical trials, which you might call human testing, before the drugs get to market. It costs a lot of money, a lot of time, and sometimes, even when a drug hits the market, it acts in an unpredictable way and actually hurts people. And the later it fails, the worse the consequences. It all boils down to two issues. One, humans are not rats, and two, despite our incredible similarities to one another, actually those tiny differences between you and I have huge impacts with how we metabolize drugs and how those drugs affect us. So what if we had better models in the lab that could not only mimic us better than rats but also reflect our diversity? Let's see how we can do it with tissue engineering. One of the key technologies that's really important is what's called induced pluripotent stem cells. They were developed in Japan pretty recently. Okay, induced pluripotent stem cells. They're a lot like embryonic stem cells except without the controversy. We induce cells, okay, say, skin cells, by adding a few genes to them, culturing them, and then harvesting them. So they're skin cells that can be tricked, kind of like cellular amnesia, into an embryonic state. So without the controversy, that's cool thing number one. Cool thing number two, you can grow any type of tissue out of them: brain, heart, liver, you get the picture, but out of your cells. So we can make a model of your heart, your brain on a chip. Generating tissues of predictable density and behavior is the second piece, and will be really key towards getting these models to be adopted for drug discovery. And this is a schematic of a bioreactor we're developing in our lab to help engineer tissues in a more modular, scalable way. Going forward, imagine a massively parallel version of this with thousands of pieces of human tissue. It would be like having a clinical trial on a chip. But another thing about these induced pluripotent stem cells is that if we take some skin cells, let's say, from people with a genetic disease and we engineer tissues out of them, we can actually use tissue-engineering techniques to generate models of those diseases in the lab. Here's an example from Kevin Eggan's lab at Harvard. from patients who have Lou Gehrig's Disease, and he differentiated them into neurons, and what's amazing is that these neurons also show symptoms of the disease. So with disease models like these, we can fight back faster than ever before and understand the disease better than ever before, and maybe discover drugs even faster. This is another example of patient-specific stem cells that were engineered from someone with retinitis pigmentosa. This is a degeneration of the retina. It's a disease that runs in my family, and we really hope that cells like these will help us find a cure. So some people think that these models sound well and good, but ask, "Well, are these really as good as the rat?" The rat is an entire organism, after all, with interacting networks of organs. A drug for the heart can get metabolized in the liver, and some of the byproducts may be stored in the fat. Don't you miss all that with these tissue-engineered models? Well, this is another trend in the field. By combining tissue engineering techniques with microfluidics, the field is actually evolving towards just that, a model of the entire ecosystem of the body, complete with multiple organ systems to be able to test how a drug you might take for your blood pressure might affect your liver or an antidepressant might affect your heart. These systems are really hard to build, but we're just starting to be able to get there, and so, watch out. But that's not even all of it, because once a drug is approved, tissue engineering techniques can actually help us develop more personalized treatments. This is an example that you might care about someday, and I hope you never do, because imagine if you ever get that call that gives you that bad news that you might have cancer. Wouldn't you rather test to see if those cancer drugs you're going to take are going to work on your cancer? This is an example from Karen Burg's lab, where they're using inkjet technologies to print breast cancer cells and study its progressions and treatments. And some of our colleagues at Tufts are mixing models like these with tissue-engineered bone to see how cancer might spread from one part of the body to the next, and you can imagine those kinds of multi-tissue chips to be the next generation of these kinds of studies. And so thinking about the models that we've just discussed, you can see, going forward, that tissue engineering is actually poised to help revolutionize drug screening at every single step of the path: disease models making for better drug formulations, massively parallel human tissue models helping to revolutionize lab testing, reduce animal testing and human testing in clinical trials, and individualized therapies that disrupt what we even consider to be a market at all. Essentially, we're dramatically speeding up that feedback between developing a molecule and learning about how it acts in the human body. Our process for doing this is essentially transforming biotechnology and pharmacology into an information technology, helping us discover and evaluate drugs faster, more cheaply and more effectively. It gives new meaning to models against animal testing, doesn't it? Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
ビルマ・マウンテン・ドッグで元夫と私が引き取りました半年経つ頃にはオリバーには手がかかることが分かりました別離不安症で 1匹にはしておけませんでしたあるときはアパートの3階から飛び降りました布やリサイクルごみなどを口にし存在しないハエを追い幻覚に苦しみましたイヌ科の強迫性障害と診断されたもののそれは氷山の一角だったのですでも人間と同様ときに半年後気付いたときにはすでに愛する人が問題を抱えているのです大抵の人は付き合っている彼を出会ったバーに連れ戻したり大抵の人は付き合っている彼を出会ったバーに連れ戻したり紹介してくれた友達に返したり出会いサイトに登録しなおしたりしませんともかく愛しずっと付き合うそれが私のイヌにしたことです私は生物学を勉強しました MITで科学史の博士号をとりました MITで科学史の博士号をとりましたもし10年前飼いイヌや他のイヌに感情があるか聞かれたらもし10年前飼いイヌや他のイヌに感情があるか聞かれたらあると答えたでしょうでも不安障害にかかったり抗鬱剤・セラピストのお世話になることもあるとは言わなかったと思います抗鬱剤・セラピストのお世話になることもあるとは言わなかったと思いますですがオリバーを好きになって分かったんです自分のイヌがパニックや不安を克服する手助けが出来るのだと自分のイヌがパニックや不安を克服する手助けが出来るのだとそれは私の人生を変えました私の世界をぱっと開きました実際私は過去7年間他の動物の精神疾患について調べたのです人間同様に精神を病むこともあるのかあるとすれば私達にとってどんな意味があるのかそして分かったことは動物も精神疾患にかかることがありそれを認識し精神疾患を見つけることは動物達のより良き友となるのに役立つと同時に私達自身を理解するのに役立つということです精神病疾患の診断について少しお話ししましょう他の動物が考えていることは分からないと多くの人は思っています他の動物が考えていることは分からないと多くの人は思っています事実正しいですが親しい関係にある場合少なくとも私の場合一緒にいる誰かや親や子供にどんな気持ちか聞いて答えが返ってくるというものではありませんどんな気持ちか聞いて答えが返ってくるというものではありません感情を上手く説明できない場合はどんな風に返していよいか分かりませんどんな風に返していよいか分かりません精神的苦痛を理解してもらうために誰かに話さなければと感じるのは近年になってからです 20世紀初頭より前には医者の所見だけで精神障害と診断することが多々ありました医者の所見だけで精神障害と診断することが多々ありました他の動物の精神疾患を考えることはそれほど拡大解釈することではないことも明らかになりましたそれほど拡大解釈することではないことも明らかになりましたアメリカにおける精神障害の多くは恐怖や不安障害であり考えてみれば恐怖や不安は実際とても役立つ動物的感情なのです普通は危険な時に恐れや心配を感じ一度感じるとあらゆる危険なものから逃れようとしますあらゆる危険なものから逃れようとします問題なのは恐れや不安を不必要に感じる場合です気分障害も同様で動物的感情の不運なマイナス面というだけかもしれないし脅迫性障害もまた身綺麗にするという非常に健康な動物的行動の表れです精神疾患に及ぶのはそのほんの一部で例えば脅迫的に手足を洗いすぎたりある行動をしないと食事に着けないというある行動をしないと食事に着けないという極端な行動をする場合です人間には『精神障害の診断と統計マニュアル』があり現在の精神疾患の診断基準となっていますが現在の精神疾患の診断基準となっていますが他の動物には YouTubeがありますこれは「強迫神経症イヌ」で検索した結果ですが皆さんには「強迫神経症ネコ」を見ていただきたいですショックを受けますよ 2つだけ例をお見せします影追いの一例です可笑しくてどこか可愛いですよね問題はイヌがこのような衝動行動を一日中続けるようになった場合です散歩にもいかず仲間とも遊ばず食欲もなくなるのです強迫的に自分の尻尾を追いかけるという病的な執着を示します強迫的に自分の尻尾を追いかけるという病的な執着を示しますギズモという名のネコの症例です張り込んでいるように見えますが一日何時間もこうしているのです窓際に座り前足でブラインドをかき続けます窓際に座り前足でブラインドをかき続けます常同行為の例をもう一つお見せしましょうオークランド動物園にいるマレーグマのティンティンですここに居合わせたらティンティンがただ棒で遊んでいるだけだと思うかもしれませんでもティンティンは一日中こうしているのですよく見るとそしてこの30分の動画の全てを観れば全く同じことを同じ順序で毎回同じように棒を回しているのが分かります他にも非常によく見られる行動特に捕われた動物に見られる行動は行ったり来たりしたり前後左右に体を揺さぶる常同症です実は人間もこういった行動をします人間は揺れたり左右に動きます多くの人はときに自分を落ち着かせるためにそうします動物もそうだと思いますでも他の動物がするのは常同行動だけではありませんこちらはジジですボストンのフランクリンパーク動物園にいるゴリラですハーバード大学の精神科医から他の症状と合わせて気分障害の治療を受けています多くの動物が気分障害を発症します多くの生物は馬もその一例ですが自滅行為をします物を噛むとか気持ちが落ち着くことをします人間の自傷行為に類似する行為です人間の自傷行為に類似する行為です人間の自傷行為に類似する行為です毛をむしる行為もあります毛・羽根・皮膚があると強迫的に自分の毛をむしることがありますオウムが研究されていますがこれは現在2千万人以上のアメリカ人が苦しむ抜毛狂について理解を深めるためです抜毛狂について理解を深めるためです実験用ラットも毛をむしることがありバーバリングといいますイラクやアフガニスタンで戦争に用いられたイヌはのちにイヌPTSDとなり軍隊配備から戻ったとき元の生活に戻ることが非常に困難になります髭のある人におびえたり車に乗るのを怖がったりしますここで注意したいこと明確にしておきたいことはイヌ科のPTSDはヒトのPTSDとは違うということですただ私のPTSDとあなたのPTSDも違います私の不安や悲しみはあなたのものとは違います私達は皆違いますそれぞれが非常に異なる感受性を持っていますなので同じ家で育った2匹のイヌがまったく同じ環境にいても例えば 1匹がバイクを非常に怖がったりレンジの音に対して恐怖症であってももう1匹は全く平気だということがあるでしょう私が人によく聞かれることはこれは人間が動物を狂わせている一例なのかとか虐待やいじめが動物の精神疾患の一因なのかということです結果的に実はもっと複雑であることが分かりました私に起こっているある素晴らしいことは最近このテーマで本を出版したことで毎日メールを開いたりまたは朗読しに行ったりカクテルパーティに行ったとき周りの人達が出会った動物の話を私に話してくれることですつい最近カリフォルニアで朗読した時のことです講演の後1人の女性が手を挙げて言うには「ブレイトマン先生私のネコはPTSDだと思います」そこで詳しくお話を伺いましたピンという名前で保護されたネコでしたかつて年配の男性と暮らしていてある日その男性は掃除機をかけている最中心臓発作で苦しみ亡くなってしまいました 1週間後アパートで発見されたピンは飼い主の遺体のそばに寄り添っていて掃除機は動いたままでしたその出来事から2年たってもピンは誰かが掃除している時には怯えて家に入れませんでした文字通り臆病ネコでしたクローゼットに隠れ自信なく震えていましたが家族の愛情に満ちた支えと時間の経過や辛抱で 3年後の今は幸せで自信に満ちたネコになりました別のトラウマと回復についての話といえば数年前のことです私は研究のためタイにいてブーンルアという名前のサルに会いましたブーンルアが赤ちゃんのときイヌの群れに襲われ両足と片腕を引き裂かれ身を引きずり僧院にたどりつき僧侶に受け入れられました僧侶が助けを求めた獣医によって治療が施され最終的にブーンルアはゾウの施設に入ることになりました飼育員がそこで世話することを決めブーンルアの好きな食べ物はミント味のメントスとカブトムシと卵だということが分かりました飼育員は社交的なブーンルアが 1匹でいるのを心配しましたが他のサルと一緒だと腕1本で自分を守ることも遊ぶことさえも出来ないと判断しウサギと一緒にすることにしましたするとブーンルアはすぐに変わりましたこのウサギといるのがとても幸せだったのです身繕いし合い親友になりウサギが子供たちを産むとブーンルアはさらに幸せになりましたある意味朝起きる理由を与えられたようで実際それは寝る間も惜しむくらいでした寝る間も惜しむくらいでした子ウサギ達を極端にかばうようになり寝るのをやめたのですそして— ウサギ達の世話をしている間うとうとしていましたウサギ達の世話をしている間うとうとしていましたブーンルアがあまりに執着し愛情をかけ過ぎたので結果的に保護区の方が子ウサギ達を引き離したほどですあまりの執着ぶりで親ウサギが子ウサギを傷付けるのではと心配したのです保護区のスタッフは引き離した後にブーンルアがうつになるのを心配しそうならないよう別のウサギの友達を与えましたうつ状態には見えないというのが私の公式見解です皆さんにこれだけはと願うことはよく知っている生き物について皆さんにはいろいろ想像する力があることを本当に感じて欲しいということです飼っているイヌあるいは— ネコかもしれないし片腕のサルかもしれませんがネコかもしれないし片腕のサルかもしれませんが皆さんがみて心に傷を抱えているとか元気がないとか思うならそれは多分正しいのですこれは大いに擬人化することでヒトではない動物やモノにヒトの性格を投影できるのですそれが問題だとは思いません擬人化することができないとは思いません動物の思考について考察するためヒトの頭から脳を取り出し瓶に入れて分析するというようなことではありません他の動物の感情的な経験について想像できる私達は常にそういう動物なのです二択であればどれだけ上手に擬人化しますか? 下手に擬人化しますか? 下手に擬人化するのはあまりに一般的ですコーギーに服を着せて結婚式をするとかスピリチュアルなつながりがあると信じてエキゾチックな野生動物に近づき過ぎることもあるでしょう様々なことがありますでも上手く擬人化するというのは私たち人間と他の種の動物的類似を認めることで他の動物の心と体験について推測できることに基づくと思いますまた上手く擬人化することによってある意味全体が成り立っている業界が向精神薬の業界ですアメリカ人の5人に1人が向精神薬を服用しています抗うつ薬・抗不安薬・抗精神病薬などです抗うつ薬・抗不安薬・抗精神病薬などです全ての向精神薬におけるこれまでの業績は他の動物のおかげです薬剤はまず人間以外の動物で試され毒性だけでなく行動影響も試験対象になります広く使われている抗精神病薬のソラジンはラットでの作用が確認されてから人間に用いられました抗不安薬のリブリアムは 1950年代に野卑であると判断されたネコに投与し落ち着いたネコにすることができました抗うつ薬も最初はウサギで試されました今日ではこういう薬剤を他の動物に被験対象として投与するだけでなく動物を患者として倫理的・非倫理的に薬を投与していますシーワールドはシャチのお母さんに子シャチと引き離すとき抗不安薬を投与しています多くの動物園はゴリラに抗精神薬や抗不安薬を投与しています私のオリバーのようなイヌには抗うつ剤と抗不安薬が投与されていますビルから飛び降りたり車道に飛び出すのを防ぐためです最近『サイエンス』で発表された研究によればザリガニにさえも抗不安薬が効くそうですより勇敢で活発になり周りを探検するようになるのだそうですこのような薬に頼る動物の数を把握するのは難しいですが動物の製薬業界が巨大で成長しているとは言えます業界規模は 2011年の70億ドルから 2015年までには 92億5千万ドルになると予測されています薬物治療を無期限に受けている動物もいますミルウォーキーの動物園にいるボノボもそのうちの一頭でした与えられたパキシルを残して他のボノボに配り始めるまでは向精神薬以上に非常にたくさんの他の治療介入が他の生き物を救っていますここがまさに人間の薬に向けて動物用の薬から学べるところだと考えています動物用の薬から学べるところだと考えています例えば脅迫的に自分の尾を追う飼いイヌを獣医行動学専門家の元に連れて行くとしましょう彼らの初動は処方箋つづりに手を伸ばすことではなくイヌの日常についてあなたに聞くことです散歩に出かける頻度や運動量を知りたいでしょうし他のイヌや他の人間と関わる時間がどれ位か訊いてきますその動物への治療歴— 主に行動療法についてどんな風に試みてきたか尋ねるでしょうこういうことは特に向精神薬との併用でかなりの助けになることが多いのですでも一番の救いになると思うのは特に社交的な動物では他の社交的な動物との時間です多くの意味で私はオリバーに対して介助動物になった気がしますオウムがヒトを助けヒトがオウムを助けイヌがゾウを助けゾウが他のゾウを助けるのを見てきました皆さんのことは分かりませんがありそうもない動物の友情がインターネットを通じて私に転送されてきますフェイスブックの大半を占めているのもサルがネコを育てるとかグレート・デーン犬が親のない子シカを育てるとかブタと友達になったウシとかいう話に思えますもしこれについて 8年か9年前に聞かれたらこのような動物達の友情はすごく情に訴えるもので間違った形で擬人化されているやらせかもしれないと答えたかもしれませんが擬人化は大事だと今は言えますこれがまともなんですオキシトシンは— 別名絆ホルモンとして知られ性行為や子育てすごく好きな人が近くにいるときに放出されますがそのオキシトシンレベルの興味深い研究によるとヒトとイヌでも互いに気にかけていたり一緒に楽しんでいるとき両者のオキシトシンレベルが上がりますその上他の研究でも明らかになったのはオキシトシンレベルが他の動物のペアでも上がり例えばヤギとイヌが仲良く一緒に遊んだ後にオキシトシンレベルが急増するのです事実心の健康は双方向であると教えてくれた友人がいます彼の名はロニー・ホッジベトナム戦争の退役軍人です帰還した時大量殺戮の生存者と戦争の心的外傷に苦しむ多くの人達と働き始めました彼はPTSDと高所恐怖症もありましたがこれはベトナムで空中のヘリコプターから懸垂下降していたからです PTSDと高所恐怖症がある彼を助ける目的でガンダーという名のラブラドールの介助犬が与えられましたこれが彼らが初めて出会った日すばらしいですそれから彼らはたくさんの時間を一緒に過ごしています同じような問題に苦しむ退役軍人を訪問したりしていますしかしロニーとガンダーの関係は興味深いことに約数ヶ月後ガンダーも高所恐怖症を発症したのですあまりに近くでロニーを見ていたためかと思われますしかしとても良いことはガンダーがそれでも優れた介助犬であることです両者が高所にいる時にはロニーはガンダーの安全を憂慮して自身の高所恐怖を忘れるのですこのような話にかなりの時間を費やし資料を掘り起こし文字通り何年もこの研究に費やしたことは私を変えました動物を種のレベルでは見られなくなり個として見るようになりそれぞれの予報システムをもとに行動しそれぞれの予報システムをもとに行動し世界との付き合い方を教えてくれる生物として考えるようになりましたこの概念によって私は好奇心旺盛で感情移入できる人間になりましたベッドをシェアしたり私の皿の上に乗ったりする動物に対してもベッドをシェアしたり私の皿の上に乗ったりする動物に対しても不安や恐怖症や様々なことで苦しむ知人に対してもです私が強く信じることはブタやパグやパートナーの心で何が起こっているかブタやパグやパートナーの心で何が起こっているかたとえ正確に知ることが出来なくても彼らに共感できるということです愛している動物にできる最高のことは擬人化することかもしれませんチャールズ・ダーウィンが父から言われたことは誰しも正気を失くす時があるということですありがたいことに私達は大抵正気を取り戻しますがそれは互いの助けがあってこそですありがとうございました	He was a Bernese mountain dog, and my ex-husband and I adopted him, and about six months in, we realized that he was a mess. He had such paralyzing separation anxiety that we couldn't leave him alone. Once, he jumped out of our third floor apartment. He ate fabric. He ate things, recyclables. He hunted flies that didn't exist. He suffered from hallucinations. He was diagnosed with a canine compulsive disorder and that's really just the tip of the iceberg. But like with humans, sometimes it's six months in before you realize that the person that you love has some issues. And most of us do not take the person we're dating back to the bar where we met them or give them back to the friend that introduced us, or sign them back up on Match.com. We love them anyway, and we stick to it, and that is what I did with my dog. And I was a — I'd studied biology. I have a Ph.D. in history of science from MIT, and had you asked me 10 years ago if a dog I loved, or just dogs generally, had emotions, I would have said yes, but I'm not sure that I would have told you that they can also wind up with an anxiety disorder, a Prozac prescription and a therapist. But then, I fell in love, and I realized that they can, and actually trying to help my own dog overcome his panic and his anxiety, it just changed my life. It cracked open my world. And I spent the last seven years, actually, looking into this topic of mental illness in other animals. Can they be mentally ill like people, and if so, what does it mean about us? And what I discovered is that I do believe they can suffer from mental illness, and actually looking and trying to identify mental illness in them often helps us be better friends to them and also can help us better understand ourselves. So let's talk about diagnosis for a minute. Many of us think that we can't know what another animal is thinking, and that is true, but any of you in relationships — at least this is my case — just because you ask someone that you're with or your parent or your child how they feel doesn't mean that they can tell you. They may not have words to explain what it is that they're feeling, and they may not know. It's actually a pretty recent phenomenon that we feel that we have to talk to someone to understand their emotional distress. Before the early 20th century, physicians often diagnosed emotional distress in their patients just by observation. It also turns out that thinking about mental illness in other animals isn't actually that much of a stretch. Most mental disorders in the United States are fear and anxiety disorders, and when you think about it, fear and anxiety are actually really extremely helpful animal emotions. Usually we feel fear and anxiety in situations that are dangerous, and once we feel them, we then are motivated to move away from whatever is dangerous. The problem is when we begin to feel fear and anxiety in situations that don't call for it. Mood disorders, too, may actually just be the unfortunate downside of being a feeling animal, and obsessive compulsive disorders also are often manifestations of a really healthy animal thing This tips into the territory of mental illness when you do things like compulsively over-wash your hands or paws, or you develop a ritual that's so extreme that you can't sit down to a bowl of food unless you engage in that ritual. So for humans, we have the "Diagnostic and Statistical Manual," which is basically an atlas of the currently agreed-upon mental disorders. In other animals, we have YouTube. This is just one search I did for "OCD dog" but I encourage all of you to look at "OCD cat." You will be shocked by what you see. I'm going to show you just a couple examples. This is an example of shadow-chasing. I know, and it's funny and in some ways it's cute. The issue, though, is that dogs can develop compulsions like this that they then engage in all day. So they won't go for a walk, they won't hang out with their friends, they won't eat. They'll develop fixations like chasing their tails compulsively. Here's an example of a cat named Gizmo. He looks like he's on a stakeout but he does this for many, many, many hours a day. He just sits there and he will paw and paw and paw at the screen. This is another example of what's considered a stereotypic behavior. This is a sun bear at the Oakland Zoo named Ting Ting. And if you just sort of happened upon this scene, you might think that Ting Ting is just playing with a stick, but Ting Ting does this all day, and if you pay close attention and if I showed you guys the full half-hour of this clip, you'd see that he does the exact same thing in the exact same order, and he spins the stick in the exact same way every time. Other super common behaviors that you may see, particularly in captive animals, are pacing stereotypies or swaying stereotypies, and actually, humans do this too, and in us, we'll sway, we'll move from side to side. Many of us do this, and sometimes it's an effort to soothe ourselves, and I think in other animals that is often the case too. But it's not just stereotypic behaviors that other animals engage in. This is Gigi. She's a gorilla that lives at the Franklin Park Zoo in Boston. She actually has a Harvard psychiatrist, and she's been treated for a mood disorder among other things. Many animals develop mood disorders. Lots of creatures — this horse is just one example — develop self-destructive behaviors. They'll gnaw on things or do other things that may also soothe them, even if they're self-destructive, which could be considered similar to the ways that some humans cut themselves. Plucking. Turns out, if you have fur or feathers or skin, you can pluck yourself compulsively, and some parrots actually have been studied to better understand trichotillomania, or compulsive plucking in humans, something that affects 20 million Americans right now. Lab rats pluck themselves too. In them, it's called barbering. Canine veterans of conflicts of Iraq and Afghanistan are coming back with what's considered canine PTSD, and they're having a hard time reentering civilian life when they come back from deployments. They can be too scared to approach men with beards or to hop into cars. I want to be careful and be clear, though. I do not think that canine PTSD is the same as human PTSD. But I also do not think that my PTSD is like your PTSD, or that my anxiety or that my sadness is like yours. We are all different. We also all have very different susceptibilities. So two dogs, raised in the same household, exposed to the very same things, one may develop, say, a debilitating fear of motorcycles, or a phobia of the beep of the microwave, and another one is going to be just fine. So one thing that people ask me pretty frequently: Is this just an instance of humans driving other animals crazy? Or, is animal mental illness just a result of mistreatment or abuse? And it turns out we're actually so much more complicated than that. So one great thing that has happened to me is recently I published a book on this, and every day now that I open my email or when I go to a reading or even when I go to a cocktail party, people tell me their stories of the animals that they have met. And recently, I did a reading in California, and a woman raised her hand after the talk and she said, "Dr. Braitman, I think my cat has PTSD." And I said, "Well, why? Tell me a little bit about it." So, Ping is her cat. She was a rescue, and she used to live with an elderly man, and one day the man was vacuuming and he suffered a heart attack, and he died. A week later, Ping was discovered in the apartment alongside the body of her owner, and the vacuum had been running the entire time. For many months, up to I think two years after that incident, she was so scared she couldn't be in the house when anyone was cleaning. She was quite literally a scaredy cat. She would hide in the closet. She was un-self-confident and shaky, but with the loving support of her family, a lot of a time, and their patience, now, three years later, she's actually a happy, confident cat. Another story of trauma and recovery that I came across was actually a few years ago. I was in Thailand to do some research. I met a monkey named Boonlua, and when Boonlua was a baby, he was attacked by a pack of dogs, and they ripped off both of his legs and one arm, and Boonlua dragged himself to a monastery, where the monks took him in. They called in a veterinarian, who treated his wounds. Eventually, Boonlua wound up at an elephant facility, and the keepers really decided to take him under their wing, and they figured out what he liked, which, it turned out, was mint Mentos and Rhinoceros beetles and eggs. But they worried, because he was social, that he was lonely, and they didn't want to put him in with another monkey, because they thought with just one arm, he wouldn't be able to defend himself or even play. And so they gave him a rabbit, and Boonlua was immediately a different monkey. He was extremely happy to be with this rabbit. They groomed each other, they become close friends, and then the rabbit had bunnies, and Boonlua was even happier than he was before, and it had in a way given him a reason to wake up in the morning, and in fact it gave him such a reason to wake up that he decided not to sleep. He became extremely protective of these bunnies, and he stopped sleeping, and he would sort of nod off while trying to take care of them. In fact, he was so protective and so affectionate with these babies that the sanctuary eventually had to take them away from him because he was so protective, he was worried that their mother might hurt them. So after they were taken away, the sanctuary staff worried that he would fall into a depression, and so to avoid that, they gave him another rabbit friend. My official opinion is that he does not look depressed. So one thing that I would really like people to feel is that you really should feel empowered to make some assumptions about the creatures that you know well. So when it comes to your dog or your cat or maybe your one-armed monkey that you happen to know, if you think that they are traumatized or depressed, you're probably right. This is extremely anthropomorphic, or the assignation of human characteristics onto non-human animals or things. I don't think, though, that that's a problem. I don't think that we can not anthropomorphize. It's not as if you can take your human brain out of your head and put it in a jar and then use it to think about another animal thinking. We will always be one animal wondering So then the choice becomes, how do you anthropomorphize well? Or do you anthropomorphize poorly? And anthropomorphizing poorly is all too common. It may include dressing your corgis up and throwing them a wedding, or getting too close to exotic wildlife because you believe that you had a spiritual connection. There's all manner of things. Anthropomorphizing well, however, I believe is based on accepting our animal similarities with other species and using them to make assumptions that are informed about other animals' minds and experiences, and there's actually an entire industry that is in some ways based on anthropomorphizing well, and that is the psychopharmaceutical industry. One in five Americans is currently taking a psychopharmaceutical drug, from the antidepressants and antianxiety medications to the antipsychotics. It turns out that we owe this entire psychopharmaceutical arsenal to other animals. These drugs were tested in non-human animals first, and not just for toxicity but for behavioral effects. The very popular antipsychotic Thorazine first relaxed rats before it relaxed people. The antianxiety medication Librium was given to cats selected for their meanness in the 1950s and made them into peaceable felines. And even antidepressants were first tested in rabbits. Today, however, we are not just giving these drugs to other animals as test subjects, but they're giving them these drugs as patients, both in ethical and much less ethical ways. SeaWorld gives mother orcas antianxiety medications when their calves are taken away. Many zoo gorillas have been given antipsychotics and antianxiety medications. But dogs like my own Oliver are given antidepressants and some antianxiety medications to keep them from jumping out of buildings or jumping into traffic. Just recently, actually, a study came out in "Science" that showed that even crawdads responded to antianxiety medication. It made them braver, less skittish, and more likely to explore their environment. It's hard to know how many animals are on these drugs, but I can tell you that the animal pharmaceutical industry is immense and growing, from seven billion dollars in 2011 to a projected 9.25 billion by the year 2015. Some animals are on these drugs indefinitely. Others, like one bonobo who lives in Milwaukee at the zoo there was on them until he started to save his Paxil prescription and then distribute it among the other bonobos. More than psychopharmaceuticals, though, there are many, many, many other therapeutic interventions that help other creatures. And here is a place where I think actually that veterinary medicine can teach something to human medicine, which is, if you take your dog, who is, say, compulsively chasing his tail, into the veterinary behaviorist, their first action isn't to reach for the prescription pad; it's to ask you about your dog's life. They want to know how often your dog gets outside. They want to know how much exercise your dog is getting. They want to know how much social time with other dogs and other humans. They want to talk to you about what sorts of therapies, largely behavior therapies, you've tried with that animal. Those are the things that often tend to help the most, especially when combined with psychopharmaceuticals. The thing, though, I believe, that helps the most, particularly with social animals, is time with other social animals. In many ways, I feel like I became a service animal to my own dog, and I have seen parrots do it for people and people do it for parrots and dogs do it for elephants and elephants do it for other elephants. I don't know about you; I get a lot of Internet forwards of unlikely animal friendships. I also think it's a huge part of Facebook, the monkey that adopts the cat or the great dane who adopted the orphaned fawn, or the cow that makes friends with the pig, and had you asked me eight, nine years ago, about these, I would have told you that they were hopelessly sentimental and maybe too anthropomorphic in the wrong way and maybe even staged, and what I can tell you now is that there is actually something to this. This is legit. In fact, some interesting studies have pointed to oxytocin levels, which are a kind of bonding hormone that we release when we're having sex or nursing or around someone that we care for extremely, oxytocin levels raising in both humans and dogs who care about each other or who enjoy each other's company, and beyond that, other studies show that oxytocin raised even in other pairs of animals, so, say, in goats and dogs who were friends and played with each other, their levels spiked afterwards. I have a friend who really showed me that mental health is in fact a two-way street. His name is Lonnie Hodge, and he's a veteran of Vietnam. When he returned, he started working with survivors of genocide and a lot of people who had gone through war trauma. And he had PTSD and also a fear of heights, because in Vietnam, he had been rappelling backwards out of helicopters over the skids, and he was givena service dog named Gander, a labradoodle, to help him with PTSD and his fear of heights. This is them actually on the first day that they met, which is amazing, and since then, they've spent a lot of time together visiting with other veterans suffering from similar issues. But what's so interesting to me about Lonnie and Gander's relationship is about a few months in, Gander actually developed a fear of heights, probably because he was watching Lonnie so closely. What's pretty great about this, though, is that he's still a fantastic service dog, because now, when they're both at a great height, Lonnie is so concerned with Gander's well-being that he forgets to be scared of the heights himself. Since I've spent so much time with these stories, digging into archives, I literally spent years doing this research, and it's changed me. I no longer look at animals at the species level. I look at them as individuals, and I think about them as creatures with their own individual weather systems guiding their behavior and informing how they respond to the world. And I really believe that this has made me a more curious and a more empathetic person, both to the animals that share my bed and occasionally wind up on my plate, but also to the people that I know who are suffering from anxiety and from phobias and all manner of other things, and I really do believe that even though you can't know exactly what's going on in the mind of a pig or your pug or your partner, that that shouldn't stop you from empathizing with them. The best thing that we could do for our loved ones is, perhaps, to anthropomorphize them. Charles Darwin's father once told him that everybody could lose their mind at some point. Thankfully, we can often find them again, but only with each other's help. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
夕食の後、エリックは王宮に帰っていった。妻と子供たちが待っているのだ。ちなみに王宮でも夕食を食べるらしい。太らないか心配である。「ゴランは泊まっていくんだろう?」「すまねーな!」、屋敷の方にも連絡しとけよ」「ああ、それは大丈夫だ。言ってある」俺がゴランにそんなことを言っている間、ケーテはこっちをチラチラ見ていた。泊まっていくように声をかけられるのを期待しているに違いない。「ケーテも泊まっていくといい」「もちろんだ」ケーテは嬉しそうに羽をぴくぴく動かした。尻尾も縦に動いている。そんなケーテにニアが駆け寄る。「ケーテさん、一緒にお風呂入りましょう!」「お風呂とな?」「結構広いお風呂があるんです」「そうだぞ! 毎日磨いているからきれいなんだぞ」「先生も一緒にはいろう!」「それは楽しそうであるな!」「みんなでお風呂に入るでありますよ!」「そうね!」シアとセルリスも一緒に入るようだ。女の子たちがぞろぞろとお風呂に向かう。その際、ケーテがふと言った。「ルッチラは、一緒に入らぬのか?」「ぼ、ぼくはいいです」ゲルベルガさまを抱いたルッチラは慌てた様子で拒否をする。「ルッチラは男の子だぞ!」ミルカが笑いながら言った。「む? そうなのか? 我はてっきり......」「ケーテさんは人を見分けるのが苦手なんだなー」ゴブリンと人族の区別がいまいちついていないのがケーテだ。人族の男女差などわかるわけがない。「不思議なこともあるものであるなー。てっきり......」「ささ、ぼくのことは置いといて、お風呂に入って来てください」「......そんなことないよ?」ゲルベルガさまもなぜか細かく震えて、きょろきょろ見回していた。ミルカが驚いて、目を見開いた。「え? そうなのかい? ルッチラは女の子なのかい?」ルッチラは焦っているようだ。だが、ルッチラ以上にゲルベルガさまの挙動が怪しい。動揺しているようだ。これは女の子であることを隠していたということかもしれない。さすがの俺も、そのぐらいは気が付く。「ルッチラ」「は、はい」ゲルベルガさまがルッチラの腕を飛び出し、鳴きながらこっちに走ってきた。そのまま俺の腕の中に飛び込む。「どうしたんだ、ゲルベルガさま」ゲルベルガさまは頭を上下にぶんぶんと振る。ルッチラが性別を偽っていたことを、謝っているのかもしれない。男だろうが女だろうが、ルッチラはルッチラである。「本当に気にしなくてもいいぞ?」「......はい、ありがとうございます」「コッココ!」「わかりました、ゲルベルガさま」ゲルベルガさまが促すように鳴いた。そして、ルッチラは決心したように口を開く。「実は、ぼくは隠していたけど女でした......」「へー、そうだったんだー」「気づかなかったのだ」ミルカとフィリーは素直に驚いている。「あたしは匂いでわかっていたでありますよ」シアとニア、嗅覚の鋭い狼の獣人たちは知っていたようだ。知ったうえで事情があるのだろうと指摘しなかったらしい。「私も、そうだろうと思っていたわ」「知っていたのとは違うわ。そうだろうと思っていただけ」「だって、可愛いもの。声も顔も、女の子でしょう?」セルリスも気付いたうえで、突っ込まなかったようだ。「そうだったのか、気づかなった......」「ああ」俺とゴランは、正直気が付いていなかった。「隠していたことは、問題ないんだが......なにか事情があるのか?」「......ぼくの一族が、ぼく以外全滅してしまったことは話したと思うのですが......」ゲルベルガさまを崇めていたルッチラの一族は、昏き者の襲撃で滅んでしまった。そして一人生き残ったルッチラが、ゲルベルガさまを守りながら落ち延びたのだ。「ぼくの住んでいた地域は族長同士の会議があるのですが、その族長会議に出れるのは男だけなのです」「なぜ男だけなんだ?」「領主の方針です」しょうもない方針だ。領主の顔が見てみたい。シアたち狼の獣人族にも族長会議があると聞いている。「シア。そういうものなのか?」「狼の族長会議は女でも問題ないでありますよ。父の代理であたしが出席したこともあるでありますしね!」ハイロード討伐に関する族長会議に、族長ダントンのかわりにシアが出席したのだ。「そうだよなー。普通はそうだ」ルッチラは真面目な表情でつぶやくように言う。「ぼく一人だけですが、一族は滅んでいないのです。成人したら族長会議に出席するつもりですので......」「なるほど。それで男としてふるまっていたのか」「はい。隠していて申し訳ありません」「気にするな。それに一族の復興という意味なら、エリックに頼めばどうとでもなるぞ」「というか、ルッチラ、騎士の爵位をもらっていたはずじゃねーか?」ヴァンパイアハイロード討伐の功績だ。シアと狼の族長たち、ルッチラには騎士の爵位が与えられている。「爵位を持つってことはつまり、一家をたてたってことだ。族長会議にも出席することは可能だろうさ」「そうだな。平民相手なら領主は色々出来るが、騎士は貴族だ」たとえ領主でも、貴族相手に根拠のない自分の好みを押し付けるわけにはいかない。もめた場合は、王に仲裁を頼むことになる。その場合、王は枢密院に判断をゆだねることが多い。「で、俺は枢密顧問官なんだよ」「......そ、そういえば、そうですね」そう言うとルッチラは、ぽろぽろと涙をこぼした。	Eric returned to the palace after dinner. His wife and children were waiting for him. He was apparently going to eat dinner again once he arrived. I wondered if he wouldn’t get fat. “Goran. You will stay with us, won’t you?” “Though, you should send a message to your house.” “Ah, that is fine. I already told them.” While I talked with Goran, Kathe kept glancing towards me. She was expecting me to ask her to stay as well. “You should stay too, Kathe.” “Of course.” Kathe’s wings flapped happily. Her tail was also moving. Nia then rushed towards Kathe. “Miss Kathe. Let us go take a bath!” “A bath?” “We have a very big one.” “Yes! And it is very nice, because I clean it every day.” “Master Philly, you come too!” “That sounds very fun!” “We can all go together!” “Yes!” Shia and Serulis decided to join them. And so all the girls went towards the bathing room. Just then, Kathe turned to say, “Are you not coming too, Luchila?” “I-I am fine.” Luchila said frantically as he held Lord Gerberga. “But Luchila is a boy!” Milka said with a laugh. “Hm? Really? But I thought...” “Miss Kathe can’t tell people apart.” She couldn’t even tell humans and goblins apart. The difference between men and women would be even harder to catch. “Well, this is very strange indeed. I was quite sure that...” “Oh, leave me alone and go take your bath.” “...No I don’t!” Lord Gerberga shivered and looked around uncomfortably. Milka’s eyes widened in surprise. “Huh? Is that true? Is Luchila a girl?” “No-no!” Luchila became frantic. However, it was Lord Gerberga who seemed the most strange. Like he was shaken. Perhaps this meant that they were hiding this fact. I couldn’t help but notice this. “Luchila.” “Ye-yes.” Lord Gerberga jumped away from Luchila and ran towards me. Then he jumped into my arms. “What is it? Lord Gerberga.” Lord Gerberga shook his head wildly. Maybe he was apologizing for the deceit. But male or female, Luchila was Luchila. “It’s really nothing to worry about.” “...Yes, thank you.” “Cluck!” “Alright, Lord Gerberga.” Lord Gerberga clucked with encouragement. Then Luchila’s mouth opened with determination. “The truth is, I was hiding the fact that I’m a girl...” “I had no idea.” Milka and Philly were surprised. “I could tell because of the smell.” “Me too.” It seemed that Shia and Nia already knew, because they had a sharp sense of smell. However, they had sensed that there was a reason behind it, and so they had not said anything. “I also thought that it was the case.” “You did? Serulis?” “I’m not saying I knew. I just suspected.” “Because she’s so cute. The face and voice is that of a girl!” Serulis had also suspected it but not said anything. “I see. I didn’t notice...” “Aye.” Goran and I had not suspected anything. “As for why you had to hide it...is there a reason?” “...I told you about how everyone in my tribe was killed...” Luchila’s tribe worshipped Lord Gerberga, and they were all killed in an attack by the dark ones. Luchila was the sole survivor and had to protect Lord Gerberga. “The area I was living in had meetings among the chiefs of each tribe, and only men were allowed to go.” “Why?” “The lord of the land said so.” That seemed rather ridiculous. I would like to see what this person looked like. They had similar meetings for chiefs among the beastkin as well. “Shia. What about your tribe?” “Women can go to the chief meetings without a problem. I have gone instead of my father a few times!” Shia had appeared at the meeting about hunting the High Lords in Danton’s place. “Right? It’s normally like that.” Luchila said seriously. “While I am alone, my tribe still exists. I intend to go to the chief’s council when I am old enough...” “I see. And so that is why you were pretending to be a boy.” “Yes. I am sorry for deceiving you.” “Don’t worry about it. And as for restoring your tribe, maybe Eric can help you with that.” “Actually, Luchila. Weren’t you granted a knighthood?” “Yes, I was.” It was a reward for helping to fight the Vampire High Lords. They had also been given to Shia and the chiefs of the beastkin tribes. “Having a title means that you are the head of a household and should be able to join the council.” “That’s true. This lord may be able to create such rules for commoners, but a knight is a noble.” And so the lord of the land couldn’t force their own ideas onto a noble without good reason. And if they fought over it, then the king would hear about it. The king would likely let the privy council decide. “And I happen to be a counselor there.” “...That’s...that’s right...” Luchila said. Then tears started to fall from her eyes.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 6, "inserted_lines_src": 13, "inserted_lines_trg": 11 }
剥き出しの腕、剥き出しの足。いつもよりも遥かに心許ない露出の多さ。それもそのはず、今日からは水練の授業が始まるのだった。「ああ、忘れてた......これがあったんだ......」俺は学校指定の水着に身を包み、森の中にある川沿いに作られた水練場で、呆然と呟いていた。それもそのはず......と言いたくはないが、水着を着た俺の姿は、まるで妖精のように愛らしい......らしい。「んー、ニコルちゃんはやっぱりナンバーワンよね!」「今はその罵倒すらご褒美よ!」「ポンコツ教師め」だがそれすらも彼女には届きはしない。家で見ているはずなのに、今もまったく制御する様子が無かった。「裸だって見てるでしょうに......」「着飾るのはやっぱり違うのよ。特にニコルちゃんは服装に無頓着だし」「これ、タダの学校指定水着だけど?」「誰かー、犯罪者がここにいます!」マチスちゃんはまだ体にうっすらと傷跡が残っているのが痛々しい。マリアは自己修復を優先させるので、傷跡が残らない程度の治癒魔法しか掛けていないせいだ。痛々しくはあるが、そこはそれ。マリアも女性の身体に傷跡を残すような真似はしない。「クッ、逃げられたか――」「先生、そろそろ授業しましょうよぉ」おかげでコルティナも悪ふざけを中断し、水練の授業が開始された。初頭、まだ水温が上がらない中、準備運動をしてから子供たちが川の中に入っていく。川に作られた遊水池は、水温が上がっておらず、そこかしこから『つめたい!』と悲鳴の声が上がっていた。まず肩まで浸かったのは、水の冷たさに身体を慣らしておかねば、筋肉が硬直して「はーい、じゃあまずは頭まで水に潜ってみましょうか。ちゃんと息を止めないと、溺れちゃうわよ」この近辺の子供たちはそれなりに水に親しんでいるが、そうでない地域の場合、水に潜る事にすら恐怖心を持つ場合がある。まずはそこから鍛えていこうという判断だろう。鼻をつまみ、目もきつく瞑って子供達が潜る。それをコルティナは抜け目なく見守っていく。俺も充分に身体を慣らした後、水の中に身体を沈めた。無論、他の子供と違って、目は開いたままだ。ドボンと、冷たい水に頭まで浸かり――――――――視界が暗転した。「ハッ、ここは!?」「あ、コルティナせんせー。ニコルちゃんが目を覚ましましたぁ」気が付けば俺は、川縁の岩の上に寝かされていた。日に熱せられた暖かい岩が心地いい。「大丈夫、ニコルちゃん」「うん、気絶してた?」「そう。いきなりプカーって浮かんできたからみんなびっくりしちゃった」遠くではコルティナが他の生徒を待機させていた。さすがに溺れた生徒を放置して水練の授業は行えない。マチスちゃんの呼びかけに応え、生徒達を待機させたままこちらに歩み寄ってくる。「ニコルちゃん、目が覚めたようね。身体はどう?」「う、大丈夫。ごめんね、心配かけた」「まぁ、数年に一人くらいはこうやって気絶する生徒が出るから、気にしてはいないけどね」「そこは気にしろ」流れ溜まりを利用した水練場といっても、川の流れが完全にないわけではない。常に水が流れ込むこの遊水池は、通常の貯水池と比べ水温がかなり低い。しかも日当たりの悪い森でしっかりと冷やされた水が流れ込んでくるのだから、こういう事件は稀に起こるらしい。「さすがに授業はそのままって訳にはいかないけどね。歩ける? 教室まで戻らないといけないんだけど」多少ふらついてはいるが、歩くくらいなら支障はない。教室に戻るくらいの体力も残っているだろう。「そっか。じゃあ着替えて学院に戻りましょう。今日の授業はここまでっていうか、碌に授業してないけど!」それから彼女は俺の鼻先に指を突き付け、真剣な声で指示を出した。「ニコルちゃんは戻ったら医務室に顔を出して精密検査よ。念には念を入れておかないとね」「はぁい」この処置も俺には納得できるものなので、拒否する理由はない。いや、トリシア女医に関してはいろいろ言いたいところはあるけど。ともかく、こうして俺は、最初の水練の授業に失敗したのだった。いつもならばクラブ活動と称して音楽室に出入りするか、ミシェルちゃんと合流して狩りに出るところなのだが、この日はマクスウェルの身体が開いていたので、個人授業を受ける事になっていた。俺の目的はあくまで、干渉系魔法最上位のお茶と茶菓子によるいつもの歓待を受けた後、これまたいつものように魔術の授業を受ける。「では、この魔晶石に魔力を込めてみるように」俺は神妙な表情で、手渡された魔晶石に魔力を込めていく。魔晶石とは魔力をため込む性質を持った水晶の一種で、水晶でありながら非常に脆い。これが砕けた時、周囲に魔力を放散する性質があるので、これを利用し、魔力の外部タンクとして使用する事も出来る。もちろん、魔力が込められていないとこの効果は発揮されないため、こうやって前もって魔力を込める作業が必要だ。「できた」魔晶石を握り込むこと数分、しっかりと魔力を蓄えた水晶をマクスウェルに提示した。「ふむ、悪くないの」「そろそろ次の段階に移るとしようか――レイド、そこの本棚から教本を取ってくれんか」「うん」俺は素直に頷き、席を立ち――そこで振り返った。「いま......なんて......?」「違和感なく反応しおったの。やはりお主――」その笑顔を見て俺は、どうやら言い訳は出来そうに無い事を悟ったのだった。	Bare arms, bare legs. I was in a state that exposed far more of my skin than I was comfortable with. I put the towel on my shoulders with trouble and tried to avoid the people’s gazes as much as I could. Which wasn’t surprising – the swimming lessons were starting from today. “Ah, I forgot... I forgot that this thing existed...” Dressed in the school designated swimsuit, I spit those words as I stood before the swimming area that we created at the riverside of the forest. I could feel all the glances the surrounding people have been stealing at me. And no wonder... that was something I didn’t want to say, but my swimsuit figure was as lovely as a fairy... it seemed. I hated to admit it, but unlike my usual uniform, this one emphasized my silhouette, and coupled with my doll-like appearance, I gave people the urge to dress me up. “Hnng, you really are the best, Nicole!” “Even your abuses are music to my ears now!” “Get bent, you crappy teacher!” She had abandoned her lessons and came to rub her cheeks on me. I continued throwing merciless curses at her for that. But alas, even those fell on deaf ears. Even though she already saw me at home, she still showed no signs of calming down anytime soon. “Come on, you see me naked all the time...” “But dressing you up feels a different kind of good. Especially because you are quite indifferent to attire in general.” “But isn’t this just a simple school swimsuit?” “Heeelp, the criminal is here!” I tore her off me and hid behind Letina and Matisse. It was a bit painful that Matisse still had some small scars left. Maria preferred the self-restoration of the body, so she only healed her enough that there would be no scars left. It was sad to look at it now, but it couldn’t be helped. Maria wouldn’t let scars remain on a girl’s body. And she even guaranteed that they would go away with time. “Kh, you managed to escape, huh...” “Teacher, let’s begin the lesson already.” Matisse extended me a helping hand by urging her to start the lesson. Thanks to that, Cortina finally stopped her prank and commenced the swimming class. It was the start of July, the time where the water temperature wasn’t high, so the children did some stretches before getting into the river. The water in the swimming pond we made was just as cool, so I could hear the occasional yells of “so cold!” I also timidly entered the water until it reached my shoulders and let my body adjust to it. If I went in any deeper straight away, my muscles could get a cramp due to its coldness. “Okay, let’s first submerge ourselves until it covers our head. If you don’t hold your breath properly, you might drown.” Hearing her instructions, the children submerged themselves in the water one after another. The kids of these parts were somewhat accustomed to the water, but for those who weren’t from here, the simple act of submerging could be a frightful proposition. Perhaps she decided to start by training them in that aspect first. The kids pinched their noises and shut their eyes tight as they went under the water. Cortina observed each and every one of them with full attention. Losing focus during the swimming practice could be life-threatening, so she was more focused than usual. After my body got accustomed to the water sufficiently, I also submerged myself. Naturally, though, my eyes were open, unlike the other kids. As the water covered my head—my vision blacked out. “Hah! Where am I!?” “Ah, Teacher Cortina. Nicole woke up!” When I came to, I was lying on the riverside rock. It was heated up by the sun and felt really good. Matisse who seemed to have been tasked with my care was looking worriedly at me. “Are you okay, Nicole?” “Yeah. Did I faint?” “Yes. You suddenly floated up so everyone got scared.” It appeared that while my body got accustomed to the water, my head didn’t and I fainted from its coldness. Cortina had the other students remain on standby in the distance. She couldn’t continue the lesson while a student almost drowned, after all. Hearing Matisse’ call, she left the students as is and headed my way. “Looks like you woke up, Nicole. How are you feeling?” “Yea, I’m okay. Sorry, looks like I worried you.” “Well, at least one student tends to faint once every few years, so I’m not really worried.” “I mean, you should worry.” While it was pooled water, it wasn’t like the river’s current was completely eliminated. Since the water constantly flowed, the water temperature was relatively lower compared to normal reservoirs. Moreover, the forest also blocked most of the sunlight needed to heat the cold river, so similar incidents tended to happen on rare occasions. As such, Cortina handled the situation in a skillful and accustomed way. “I suppose I can’t really continue the lesson now, can I? So can you walk? I have to take you to the classroom.” I stood up and examined my condition. I was a bit wobbly on my legs but I was well enough to walk. I should’ve still had enough juice to last till the classroom. “I see. Then let’s get changed and back to the school we go. We’ll end today’s lesson at this... Or rather, we haven’t even started it properly, eh!” Cortina’s joking tone invited laughter from the students. After that, she thrust her finger before my nose and said with a serious expression. “Once we get back, you are going straight to the medical office for a thorough checkup. We have to make doubly sure that everything is alright.” “Kaay.” I could see her point so I had no reason to refuse. No, well, I did have some reservations about doctor Tricia herself, but still. Either way, such was my failure on the very first swimming lesson. After school, I headed home with a certificate from the doctor stating “healthy”. Usually, I would either visit the music room where I pretended to do my club activities, or meet with Michelle and head out to hunt, but today Maxwell had some free time on his hands so I decided to visit him for some personal lessons. My goal was to learn the high ranked Interference magic, Polymorph. And the fastest way to get there was to learn the basics directly from Maxwell. I received the usual warm welcome with tea and treats and then proceeded to normal magic lessons. It was more practical this way, as unlike school where they only taught you the knowledge, I could get the real feeling of it. “Well then, try pouring your magic power into this Magic Crystal.” Thus I proceeded to pour magic into the crystal that was handed to me with a docile expression. A Magic Crystal was something that could contain magic power inside of it, and although it was a crystal it was still extremely brittle. If you broke it, it would disperse the contained magic power through the surroundings, so people often used them as external tanks. Of course, you needed to put magic power into it first or it would be useless. And doing that was perfect for training your control over magic power. “I did it.” After holding it in my hand for a few minutes, I returned the now-full crystal to Maxwell. It seemed that he judged my ability based on my speed and the crystal condition. “Mhm, not bad.” “I suppose we should move on to the next step—Reid, can you bring me the textbook from that shelf?” “Sure.” I nodded without much thought and stood up...only to quickly turn back. “Wait... What did you just...?” “That was quite a natural response. So it really is you...” A mean smile appeared on his face. Seeing that smile, I realized that there was hardly anything that could get me out of this mess.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 5, "inserted_lines_src": 24, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
数日後。今日も子連れで川の周辺で薬草採取。と言っても私は採取は途中で切り上げて周辺で食べられるものを探してる。この数日で見つけたものは、まずは唐辛子。油もあるしラー油作りたい。そして原生の胡椒。香辛料は高いからね......他にも幾つかの香辛料の類。いつかカレーが作りたい。ウコンはどこだ。あとはニラなんかも発見。野菜炒めや味噌汁にもいいね。ついでにここにも椿があったので追加で油を手に入れた。しかし、この世界の植生ってどうなってるの? なんだか色々おかしい気がする。いずれそのあたりを調べてみるのも面白そうだなあ。んー、この辺りは大分調べたし、今日はもう少し上流に移動してみようか。と言うわけで今日はいつもよりも森の深くで採取することにする。暫く進んで行くとなにか実がなってる木を発見。この香り......スモモ? プラム? まあ細かい品種はどうでもいいか。【鑑定】の結果、可食。ついでにいい感じに熟してて食べ頃。早速いただいてみよう。ひとつもいで口にする。うん、甘酸っぱい。美味しい。目を口にしようとした所で少し離れた所から子供達がこっちを見てるのに気付き、手招き。顔を輝かせて駆け寄ってきた。みんな大喜びで食べてるね。まあこの世界では甘いものなんて中々食べられるものじゃないからね。平民の、しかも孤児なら尚のこと。自分用に幾つかもいで収納。他にも何かないか辺りを見回していると、子供達が自分達も持ち帰ってもいいか聞いてきた。いや、好きにすればいいと思うよ? ああ、でも採りすぎても腐らせるだけだから、程々にね? 子供達がお持ち帰り分を取ってるのを尻目に、更に周囲を探索。うーん......あ、あれ、山芋? とろろご飯! よし、掘ろう。と言うわけで掘り出す。いや、土魔法だからね。魔法って便利だね。私がまた何かやってるのに気付いてシンが近づいてきた。「これも食べられるんですか?」「ええ、摩り下ろしたり、蒸したり、焼いたり、色々食べ方があります」「......俺達も採ってもいいですか?」「好きにするといいですよ。ああ、でも掘るとき慎重に掘らないと途中で折れますから、気をつけたほうがいいです。それと、長いので根気が必要です」「ありがとうございます、がんばってみます」いや、本当に大変だからね? さて、そろそろ真面目に採取もしておこう。と言うわけで薬草採取開始。でも直ぐに飽きて魚捕ってました。てへっ。昼の後も暫く採取してから帰ることに。いつものように早め。帰り道で子供達の様子を伺うと、山芋掘りをしてたシンと数人はへとへとになってた。でもみんな笑顔。スモモも採れて山芋も採れて、今日はご馳走だ、だって。あれ、目から汗が...... ギルドに着いて換金。実は山芋も買取してもらえるらしく、シン達は食べるか売るか悩んでた。私? 私は最初から食べるために採ったので悩むことはない。迷って唸ってる子供達に軽く頭を下げて早々に退散。宿に帰ってリリーさんにスモモをお裾分け。甘い物は久しぶりらしく、大変喜ばれた。その後はいつも通りに風呂飯就寝。自炊は自粛中。コックの人が凄い顔で睨んでくるからね、正直相手するのが面倒。次の日も川の上流の森へ。南の森の制限はまだ解除されてない。でも魚も捕れるし、このままこっちで続けてもいいかも? 今日はユイとお話しながら採取。はい、結局絆されました。色々と話を聞いた。シンとユイは元々商人の子で、両親が商売に失敗して色々あって、結局両親は他界。路頭に迷うことになったのだそうだ。もうこの時点で話を聞くのが辛い。その後、数少ない手持ちのお金であばら家を借りて、冒険者登録をして細々と生活していたらしい。でもそのうち家賃を払うのも厳しくなり、それまでに仲良くなった仲間と家をシェアすることで家賃を払ってるとかなんとか。うん、何故だか心が痛む。聞かなきゃ良かった。「......それで、昨日は久しぶりにご馳走で! 一緒に来なかった子達にも果物食べさせてあげられましたし、お姉さんには本当に感謝してるんです!」それは......よかったね。うん、目から鼻水が出そう。「でも、今日も果物は持ち帰れますけど、それもいずれは無くなりますから......やっぱり薬草採取をがんばって、小麦粉を沢山買えるようにしないと!」小麦粉はそれなりに高い。例え混ぜ物が入っていたとしても、だ。薬草採取のついでに山菜や食べられる野草も手に入れることは出来る。でも、それでもお腹一杯食べようと思えば矢張り穀類は必須だろう。「じゃが芋は?」「え?」「じゃが芋は安いでしょう? お腹も膨らむし腹持ちもいいし」「......じゃが芋は、毒があるでしょう? あたると苦しいです」あー......この世界、まだそういう認識だったのか。道理で纏め買いしたときに変な目で見られたわけだ。「毒があるのは芽の部分ですから、他のところは大丈夫ですよ」「え? そうなんですか?」うーん、実際見せたほうが早いかな。時間も丁度お昼だし。鍋を出してお湯を注いで火に掛ける。お湯はかなりの高温で出したので直ぐに沸騰した。次に芋を取り出す。纏め買いした時に芽が出てるのが少しだけ混ざってたので、それで実際に見せながら教えることにした。「毒があるのは、この芽の部分。それとこの色が変わって緑色になってる部分。だからこの部分を切り取れば大丈夫です。芽の部分はこうやって抉り取って、実の部分は厚めに切り取る」ユイは黙ってじっと見てる。「一番簡単な調理法は茹でることです。塩を入れて茹でるのも良いですね。今回は塩を入れてみましょうか。火が通ったか確認するには、こういう木の棒で刺してみれば分かりますよ。ほら」やらせてみせる。何事も教えるのには実際やるのが早い。やってみせ、言って聞かせて、させてみせ、ほめてやらねば、人は動かじ。なんて事をゃんが言ってた。まさしくその通り。「これは、ちょっと硬いです。こっちは中まで刺せました」「じゃあもう少し茹でましょうか」暫くして全ての芋に火が通ったのでお湯を捨て、少し冷ます。流石に直ぐに手に取ったら火傷してしまう。芋は全部で18個茹でた。私と子供達を合わせて9人だから一人2個でこの数。「ひとり2個ずつです」「え? あの、食べて良いんですか?」「一人でこの数は食べられませんよ?」「あの、ありがとうございます」芽が出てたのは私が食べる。安全だと証明するにはこうするのが一番だろう。「あ、それは」もっきゅもっきゅ。うん、美味しいね。私が毒入りだったはずのものを平然と食べるのを見て、みんな恐る恐る食べ始めた。「おいしい......」何故かみんな涙目になってた。食べ終わった後は薬草採取の続き。「じゃが芋が安全に食べられるなら、みんなお腹一杯に食べられます......ありがとうございます」帰り道でシンとユイにめちゃくちゃ感謝された。	A few days later. Today, I was once again with the children gathering herbs near the river. But I was actually looking for things that could be eaten in the surroundings. Over the past few days, the first edible thing I found was chili peppers. Along with the vegetable oil, I could now make chili oil. And I also found raw peppers. Spices were quite expensive......I also found several other kinds of spices. I was hoping to make curry someday. But I still haven’t found any turmeric yet. I also managed to find leeks. Which was good for stir-fry vegetables and miso soup. Incidentally, there was common camellia within the area, so I was able to obtain more vegetable oil. But what’s with the vegetation in this world? It was somehow strange in various ways. It might be interesting to look into it a little more. Anyways, since I’ve mostly explored this area, I would like to move a little more upstream for today. As such, I was gathering a bit deeper in the forest than usual. After walking for a while, I found a tree that had some fruit. This scent.......the Japanese plum? Or some kind of plum? Well, never mind the specifics. A scan from Appraisal showed that the plums were edible. The plums also looked ripe and ready for consumption. So I decided to have some right away. I brought one to my mouth. Yep, sweet and sour. Delicious. I noticed that the children were watching me from a little further away, so I beckoned for them to come closer. They ran forth with their faces shining. Everyone began eating with delighted expressions on their faces. In this world, sweets weren’t something that could be easily obtained. For commoners, and even more so for orphans. I also stored some for myself. As I looked around for other things, the children asked me if they could take some home. Well, isn’t it fine to just do what you want? Ah, but if they pick too much the plums might go bad, so pick in moderation, I guess? While the children were taking their share, I explored the surroundings a bit more. Well... Oh, that’s yam? Tororo rice! Okay, let’s dig. And so I dug them up. Or rather, I did it in one go using earth magic. Magic sure was convenient. Shin noticed I was doing something again and approached me. “Can you eat this too?” “Hmm, there are various ways to eat them, such as mashing them, steaming them, or baking them, and such.” “......Can we also take some?” “Do what you want. Ah, but if you don’t dig them up carefully, it will break halfway, so be careful. And it also takes a while, so be patient. ” “Thank you very much, I will do my best.” Well, it really is pretty difficult. Now then, let’s start gathering a bit more seriously. Thus, I started gathering herbs. But I quickly lost interest and ended up catching fish instead. Teehee~ Later in the afternoon, I gathered for a bit longer before heading back. I decided to head back earlier than usual. I informed the children that we were heading back, Shin and several others who were digging up the yams looked really tired. But everyone was smiling. Today’s gathering resulted in a feast with plums and yams. Oh? There’s sweat coming from my eyes. I received my payment from the guild. Apparently, the guild also bought yams too, so Shin was agonizing over whether to eat or sell them. Me? I’m fine since I gathered them for the sole purpose of eating to begin with. The children agonized over it for a while, but before everyone left they gave a slight bow to me. I returned back to the inn and shared the plums with Lily. Apparently, she hadn’t eaten something sweet in a long time, so she was quite happy. Afterwards, I ate dinner, took a bath, and went to bed like usual. I refrained from cooking for myself this time. Because the cook was glaring at me with quite a dreadful face, to be honest, it was rather annoying. The next day, I went to the forest located towards the upstream of the river. The restriction to the southern forest area hasn’t been lifted yet. But since I could catch fish, maybe I should continue over here? I was gathering while talking to Yui for today. Yes, I ended up becoming swayed by them. I heard various things about them. Shin and Yui were originally the children of merchants, but their parents failed in their business along with various other things. In the end, both of their parents ended up passing away. As such, the two of them ended up on the streets. It was hard to listen at this point. After that, they managed to rent a runned-down house with the small amount of money they had left, and were able to live a meager lifestyle by registering as adventurers. But over time, it became harder to pay the rent, so they ended up sharing the house with friends and paying the rent together. My heart was in pain for some reason. But I was glad that I listened to their story. “......And, yesterday was the first time in a while since we’ve been able to eat our fill! We were also able to give the fruits to the children who weren’t able to come with us, so I’m really grateful to big sis!” That’s......good. And wet stuff was coming out from my eyes. “But, even if we bring back more fruits with us back home, it’ll still run out soon.......that’s why we have to do our best and gather herbs, so that we can buy flour!” Flour was fairly expensive. Even if it was diluted flour. You could gathering edible plants and vegetables while gathering herbs. But in order to have a full stomach, grains would also be necessary. “What about potatoes?” “Eh?” “Aren’t potatoes cheaper? It’ll also fill your stomach too.” “......Aren’t potatoes poisonous? It’ll be difficult to consume them.” Ah......so in this world, the recognition was still at that level. No wonder people were giving me weird looks when I was buying them. “The poison is just in the eyes, everything else is fine.” “Eh? Really?” Hmm, it might be better to just show her. It was also noon already. I took out a pan, poured hot water and lit the fire. Since the hot water was already at a very high temperature, it started boiling immediately. Then I took out some potatoes. There were some with buds growing out of them from when I bought them all, so I decided to teach through showing. “The poison is located in the eyes. And in the parts where the color changes and becomes green. After cutting those away, it’ll be alright. Scrape the eyes off like this, and cut deeply into these sections.” Yui was watching me silently. “The easiest way to cook them is to boil them. You can also boil them with salt. I’m going to add salt for this one. You can check if they’re finishing cooking by poking it with a stick like this. See?” I gave it to her to do. I always try to teach things as soon as possible. People don’t do things unless you perform it, tell them how to do it, get them to do it, and praise them. This was once said by Isoroku. And it was exactly so. “This one is still a bit hard. But this one I was able to pierce through it.” “In that case, let it boil for a bit longer.” After a while, the potatoes finished cooking, so I dumped the hot water and waited for them to cool down. Obviously, I would be burned if I were to pick them up immediately. I had boiled a total of potatoes. There were people, including me and the children, so there was a total of two per person. “Each person gets two.” “Eh? Um, is it okay for us to eat them?” “Can you eat all this by yourself then?” “Um, thank you very much.” Eating the potatoes after getting rid of the eyes. This would probably be the best way to prove that the potatoes were safe. “Ah, that’s-” Yep, delicious. After watching me finish eating something that was supposed to be poisonous, everyone began eating cautiously. “Delicious......” For some reason, everyone was in tears. After we finished eating, we continued gathering herbs. “With potatoes being safe to eat, everyone can now eat enough to satisfy their stomach......thank you very much.” Shin and Yui expressed their gratitude to me on our way back.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 0, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
いつの間にか〝聖絶〟の輝く障壁は消え、燃え盛っていた炎は燃料であるタールの消失によって鎮火していた。周囲は妙に光沢のあるメタリックな地面と灰燼に帰した草木の残骸が散乱しているだけ。どこかの世界の世紀末のようだ。「あらら?」そんなあらゆる物が燃え尽きた荒野のど真ん中で、ハジメに抱き締められていたユエ、シア、香織は、突然、何かに耐えるように閉じていた瞳をスッと開けてコテッと首を傾げた。自分が抱えるユエ達の異変に、ハジメが少し心配そうな声音で尋ねた。ユエ達は互いに確認するように顔を見合わせると、どうやら自分達に起きた現象が同じだと察し、頷き合ったあとハジメに視線を転じた。「......ん、耐え切ったみたい」「はい。湧き出していた快楽が綺麗さっぱり消えました」「もう何ともないよ。......うん、感覚も戻ってきた」どうやら、そういう事らしい。乳白色スライムの粘液による正気を失いかねないほどの媚薬効果を精神力だけで耐え切ったようだ。行き過ぎた快楽は苦痛と変わらない。ユエ達がどれほどの苦痛に喘いでいたのか......それは、ハジメには想像することしか出来ないが今まで経験のない厳しい戦いだったに違いない。ハジメは大迷宮の試練を見事乗り切った腕の中の三人に純粋な称賛を贈った。「流石だ。三人とも、よく頑張ったな。お前等なら大丈夫だと確信していたが......それでも、うん、本当に流石だよ」「えへへ、そう正面から言われると照れますね~」「うふふ、ありがと、ハジメくん。ハジメくんが支えてくれていたから頑張れたんだよ」既に媚薬効果はなくなっているのでハジメが三人を抱き締めている必要はないのだが、三人ともハジメの称賛に嬉しげに頬を緩めつに離れようとしなかった。一応「もう大丈夫だろう?」という意図を含ませて、ハジメは抱き締めている腕の力を緩めたのだが、むしろユエ達の抱きつく力は強くなった。もっと褒めて? とでも言うように、ギュウウと抱きつく力を強めながら三人して頬を染めつつ上目遣いでハジメを見上げる。今度は熱に浮かされ、正気を失いかねているような危ない表情ではない。純粋に彼女達の魅力がこれでもかと詰まった表情だ。媚薬効果がある時はユエ達のアプローチもあっさり無視できたハジメだったが、素のユエ達の魅力は実に抗い難いものがあった。無意識に緩めていた腕に再び力が入っていく。と、その時、「ゴホンッ! ......お邪魔して悪いのだけど、そういうのは全部終わってからにしてもらえるかしら? あと、光輝達の拘束も解いてあげて欲しいのだけど」「あ? あ~樫か......お前もすげぇな。よく自力で耐えたよ。流石、剣士。精神統一はお手のものか」「あっ、雫ちゃん。えへへ、ごめんね。それと、流石、私の雫ちゃんだよ!」ユエ達とほぼ同時に快楽地獄から抜け出していた雫は、目を開けば眼前で展開していた桃色空間にげっそりした表情となっていたのだが、何とか会話の隙を突いてハジメ達を現実に復帰させることに成功した。そして、ハジメ達から純粋な称賛を浴びて、若干、照れくさそうにそっぽを向く。「あ、ありがとう。まぁ、剣術を習う上で、父から心を静める方法はみっちり叩き込まれているからね。少し危ないところだったけれど......というか、光輝達が拘束されているのは私を守るためかしら? 瞑想に集中して他に対応する余裕はなかったから助かったわ。ありがとう、南雲くん」「ああ、それくらいはいいさ。天之河達は......気絶中か。快楽の苦痛に耐え切れなくて意識を落としたんだな。八重樫......衣服と土壁は用意してやるから、そいつら叩き起してフォローは頼むぞ」「......衣服? 土壁? ......っ......え、ええ。わ、わかったわ」一瞬、ハジメが何を言っているのか意味が分からず首を傾げる雫だったが、替えの服が必要な状態(汗です。あくまで汗です、by雫)になっていることに気が付いて、カッー! と頬を染め動揺しながらもしっかり頷いた。ハジメはユエ達を今度こそ引き離すと、錬成で土壁を作り上げ簡易の更衣室を用意する。もちろん〝宝物庫〟から光輝と龍太郎用の衣服(町で買った予備の服)も取り出し、雫の方へ投げ渡した。光輝達を拘束しているボーラは回収する。崩れ落ちる光輝達。鈴は雫が咄嗟に受け止めるが、光輝と龍太郎はゴチンッと痛そうな音を立てて地面に激突したようだ。勇者とその相棒なのだから問題はない。簡易更衣室の中で、魔法で作り出した水を使い女性陣が汚れと着替えを済ましている間、ハジメは蜘蛛型ゴーレムを回収する作業に集中する。ちょうど周囲一帯の地面を錬成し終えたところなのだ。これで乳白色スライムが地面から噴き出して奇襲して来るということはないだろう。ハジメをして乳白色スライムの気配は掴めないので時間は掛かったが必要な措置だ。「......ご主人様よ。そろそろ妾のことも構って欲しいのじゃが。更衣室も妾の分だけないし......」変態レベルが天元突破していたが故に、一番スライムの粘液を浴びていたにもかかわらず媚薬効果をあっさり克服していたティオである。ハジメはチラリとティオを振り返ると、一言、「あれ、まだいたんですか、クラルスさん」「ッ!? ご、ご主人様よ。まだ、それをやるのかの? その、確かに、新鮮で気持ちよくはあったが、やっぱりちょっと......そろそろ、いつもの話し方に戻ってくれてもいいんじゃよ? 呼び名も、いつも通りでいいんじゃよ?」「やだなぁ、何を言ってるんです? いつも通りだし、クラルスさんはクラルスさんでしょうに。あ、それ以上、近寄らないで下さいね」「ッ!!!!? ご、ご主人様よ! 悪かったのじゃ! ちょっと、調子に乗りすぎたのじゃ! 反省するから元に戻って欲しいのじゃ!」「......」泣きべそ掻きながらハジメの足元にカサカサと這い寄って来るティオに、ハジメはハイライトの消えた眼差しを向ける。それに少し頬を染めるティオだったが、流石に他人行儀な態度と苗字呼びは堪え難いらしく暴走する様子は見えない。ハジメの釣り上がった口元を見てティオがビクッと体を震わせた。もしや、ずっとこのままでは? とでも想像したのか......ますます泣きそうな表情になった。「うぅ、ご主人様よ。お願いじゃ......ティオと呼んでおくれ」遂には懇願し始めたティオに、ハジメはようやく変態に一矢報いることが出来たと、とても満足な気持ちだった。変態性を発揮せず純粋に悲しそうなティオは、その美しい容姿や着崩れた和装と相まって何とも嗜虐心をそそる。もう少し、お仕置きしてみようかと邪な心を抱いたハジメは、客観的に見て十分変態のご主人様たる資格を有しているように見えるのだが......幸か不幸か、本人にその自覚はない。「しょうがねぇな、ティオ。お前が既に手遅れの変態なのは、もうこの際仕方ないが少しは自重してくれよ」ハジメが肩を竦めながらそう言うと、ティオは、ぱぁ! と表情を輝かせ、妙齢の美女の外見に似つかわしくない少女のような笑顔を見せた。その笑顔はハジメをして思わずクラリとくるほど魅力的なもの。知識も思慮も深く、人の心の機微にも敏い。誰かとわかり合う努力を怠らず、不測の事態でも冷静さを失わない。度胸も決断力もあり、戦闘となれば強力無比。情に厚く義理も忘れない。そして、外見は極上。本当に、変態でさえ無ければ頗る付きの〝いい女〟なのだが...... 「ホントに、何でお前はこんなにも残念なんだろうな。......ある意味、俺のせいか......」「?」ティオの新たな扉を意図せず開いてしまったのは、そう言えば自分だったと思い出すハジメ。内心で、ある意味自業自得じゃねぇかと頭を抱える。「どうしたのじゃ? ご主人様よ」「......いや、なんでもない。それより、お前も着替えてさっぱりして来い」「む、そうじゃな。......別に、ご主人様が着替えさせてくれてもいいんじゃよ? 隅から隅まで綺麗にしてくれてもいいんじゃよ?」ハジメがティオ用に簡易更衣室を錬成してやると、ティオがどこか期待したような眼差しを向けて、そんな事を言い始める。ハジメは「自重どこいった?」と頬を引き攣らせながら手元に手榴弾を取り出した。「......そうか。ならせっかくだ。表皮ごと汚れを吹き飛ばしてやるよ」「ッ!? す、直ぐに着替えて来るのじゃ!」ワタワタと手を振り回しながら簡易更衣室へと消えていくティオ。残念極まりない竜人族となってしまった彼女の後ろ姿を見ながら、何となく〝責任〟字が脳裏にチラつくハジメ。乾いた笑みを浮かべながら、そんな文字を振り落とすかのように頭を振った。簡易更衣室からさっぱりした様子で出てきたメンバー。案の定、光輝と鈴、そして今回は龍太郎も物凄い落ち込みようだ。まるで、背中に耐え難い重石でも背負っているかのように項垂れ、特殊な魔法でも使っているかのようにどんよりした暗雲を纏わりつかせている。媚薬効果で正気を失っていても自分がしたことの記憶は残るらしい。快楽地獄の果ての人間関係、仲間内の絆を試すというものだろうというのがティオの推測だったが、その推測の正しさを証明するように光輝達はギクシャクしていた。光輝も龍太郎も雫や鈴と顔を合わせることなく微妙な距離をとっているし、鈴も、いつもの笑顔はなく耳まで赤く染めたまま俯いて雫の陰に隠れている。雫の方も何とかフォローしようとしているのだが、事態が事態だけに有効打を打てていないようだ。仲間内で性的な意味で襲い合いそうになったのだから、その気まずさ、罪悪感が半端ないのは仕方のないことだろう。特に、鈴は女の子だ。仲間とそういう関係になりそうになったというだけでなく、痴態を晒してしまったという点だけで精神には特大のダメージが入っているはずだ。「鈴......忘れましょう? あればっかりは仕方ないもの。最後の一線は越えなかったのだし、あんなの忘れてしまうに限るわ。誰だって、思い出したくない思い出の一つや二つあるわけだし......」「......シズシズ」「ほら! 私なんて、そうとは気づかずにエッチなゲームコーナーを彷徨ったあげく、商品を物色してしまったことがあるのよ? それはもう真剣に! 周囲の男性客が、あの時、私をどんな目で見ていたのか......思い出しただけで欝になるわ......」「......シズシズ、エッチなゲームに興味があるの?」「ないわよ! あれは、そう、不幸な事故だったのよ」「......ふ、くふふ、真剣な顔でエッチなゲームを吟味するシズシズ......ぷくく」「鈴、笑うのは流石にひどいわ......」そう言いながらも、鈴が笑ってくれたことに雫はどこかホッとしたような表情になる。どんな慰めも効きそうになかったので仕方なく記憶の奥深くに封印していた黒歴史を持ち出し、自虐ネタで〝恥ずかしさの共感〟を狙って見たのだが......強烈なオウンゴールを決めた甲斐はあったようで鈴の精神は少し持ち直したようだ。そんな鈴達の様子を見て俯いていた光輝が顔を上げた。「......南雲、その、面倒を掛けた。止めてくれて感謝するよ」「ああ、そうだった。助かったぜ、南雲。マジでありがとよ」「ああ、たっぷり感謝しろ。恩に着まくれ。借りを常に意識しろ。そして、いざという時は肉壁になる覚悟で俺に返せ。間違っても踏み倒すなよ? 地の果てまで追って返済させるからな」で金を貸すヤクザな商売の人だった。有言実行、逃げれば本当に地の果てまで追って来て返済を迫りそうである。お礼に対して「ふっ、人として当然のことを......」の精神は全く持ち合わせていないらしい。場合によっては、光輝達にはノイントの同胞の相手をさせるつもりなのだ(相手になるかどうかはともかく)。なので、ハジメとしては念のため借りを意識させておきたかったのである。しかし、そんなことを知らない光輝達は、まるで知らずに多額の借金を背負わされた詐欺被害者のような表情で盛大に頬を引き攣らせていた。ただ、実際、ハジメが止めてくれなければ取り返しのつかないことになっていたのは事実であり、そういう意味では確かに大きな借りが出来たのだ。その認識くらいは二人にもあるので無言で頷くしかなかった。もっとも、ハジメの常識を踏みつけるような発言のおかげで、多少、気まずさは晴れたようである。何せ、ハジメの借金取りの如き眼光が光輝と龍太郎だけでなく、明らかに鈴と雫にも向いていたからだ。恐るべき借金取りに目を付けられたという連帯感で、ある程度は溝が埋まったようである。その後、ハジメ達は乳白色スライムに襲われることもなく順調に荒地を進み、遂に巨樹のもとへたどり着いた。そして、今回も洞が出来上がり中に入ると転移陣が起動した。ハジメ達が転移した場所は、やはり洞の中だった。しかし、いつもと違うのは正面に光が見えること。外へと通じる出入り口が最初から開いているのだ。ハジメが周囲を見渡せば、メンバーも欠けずに転移して来た様子。魔眼石を使っても偽物の存在は感じ取れない。つまり、今回はそのまま進めということなのだろう。ハジメ達は互いに一つ頷き合うと光が差し込む出入り口に向かって歩みを進めた。「これは......まるでフェアベルゲンみたいだな」洞の先はそのまま通路となっていたのだが、その通路と見紛うものは洞から続く巨大な枝だったのだ。ハジメが背後を振り返れば、端を捉えきれないほど巨大な木の幹が見える。つまり、ハジメ達がいたのは巨木の枝の根元にある幹に空いた洞だったというわけだ。木が大きすぎてートルはある枝がそのまま通路となり、同じく、巨木のあちこちから突き出している巨大な枝が空中で絡み合って、フェアベルゲンと同じように空中回廊となっているのである。フェアベルゲンと異なるのは、向こうが幾本もの大きな木から生えた枝が絡み合って空中回廊となっているのに対し、こちらは、巨木一本から生えた枝だけで広大な空間に空中回廊を作り上げているという点だろう。上を見上げれば石壁が見えるので、ここが馬鹿でかい地下空間だとわかる。そして、この世に大樹のような巨木が何本もあるとは思えないことから、ハジメ達が立っている巨大な枝とそれが生えている背後の巨木は...... 「......大樹?」「そういうことになりますよね。ここは大樹の真下の空間ってことですか」「でもそれだと、地上に見えてた大樹って......」「ふむ、地下の幹から枝が生えているということは、本当の根はもっとずっと地下深くということじゃ。ならば、地上に見えていた部分は大樹の先端部分という事になりそうじゃの? いやはや、大樹の存在は知っておったが、まさかあれがほんの一部だったとは......」「本当の大きさはどれくらいになるんだ?」皆が皆、改めて大樹の凄まじいまでの巨大さに度肝を抜かれて無意識に頭上を仰いだ。視線の先は天井の壁に阻まれていたが、それでも全員、天を衝く大樹の姿を幻視する。と、その時、シアのウサミミがピクピクと動き出した。何かの音を捉えたようだ。シアが「何の音だろう?」と、その正体を確かめるべく枝の淵へと歩いていく。ガサガサ、ザワザワと微かに聞こえるそれは何となく生理的嫌悪感を覚えるもので、ずっと下の方から響いてくる。シアはウサミミ障りなその音に顔をしかめ、いつの間にか鳥肌の立っていた肌をさすりながら、そっと下を覗き込んだ。「ん~? 暗くてよく見えないです。......あの、ハジメさん」「どうした?」「何だか下から嫌な感じの音が聞こえてくるんです。でも私の目じゃ暗くて正体が......」「ああ、俺に確認しろってことか」「はい、お願いします。何か、蠢いてる? そんな感じの音です」「......嫌な音だってことはよくわかった」ハジメは、シアに呼ばれるまま枝通路の端から下方を覗き込む。確かに、暗い上に自分達のいる場所は結構高い場所にあるようで普通は見えないだろうが、ハジメには〝夜目〟と〝遠見〟があるので問題ない。問題ないが故に見えてしまった。「......っ!?」ハジメは、最初、その正体がわからず訝しそうに目を細めていたのだが、それが何か理解した途端、声にならない叫びを上げつつガバッ! と顔を上げて、目頭をキツく指先で摘みながら青褪めた表情をした。「ハ、ハジメさん!? 一体、どうしたんですか! ハジメさんがそんな反応するなんて......一体何を見たんです?」「......ハジメ、大丈夫?」傲岸不遜、大胆不敵。そんな言葉がぴたりと当てはまるハジメが、まるで恐怖に戦くように顔を青褪めさせている姿に、一体何事かと光輝達も集まって来た。ユエが心配そうにハジメの背中をさすっている。シアも、そっと手を握った。その温かさで少し気を持ち直したハジメは、真剣な表情で全員を見渡すと震える声で呟いた。「......悪魔がいる」要領を得ないハジメの言葉に皆が首を傾げる。光輝や龍太郎辺りは、確かに目の前に悪魔みたいな奴がいるなぁという目をハジメに向けて、当のハジメから神速の指弾を食らい涙目になった。「ああ、悪魔だ。お前等もよく知っている黒い奴等だよ......」ハジメはそれだけ言うと、クロスビットを一機だけ出し下方に飛ばした。そして、小型の水晶ディスプレイを皆が見えるように掲げた。それを覗き込むユエ達の眼前で、僅かなノイズのあと映し出されたのは...... 一匹見つけたら三十匹はいると思え! という言葉と共に恐れられてきた黒い悪魔の名を冠する頭文字Gのあんちくしょう。いつもカサカサ這いよる混沌、陰から陰へ高速で移動し、途轍もない生命力でしぶとく生き足掻く。宙を飛べば、地球であっても混乱と恐慌の状態異常をもたらす固有魔法まで使える強者、お母さん達と飲食店の仇敵。その名を......ゴキブリ。そのゴキブリが、この地下空間の底辺に、数百万、数千万、否、もはや測定不能なほど蠢いているのだ。例えるならゴキブリの海。波の如く寄せては返すのはゴキブリの波だ。ガサガサ、ザワザワという音は、おびただしい数のゴキブリが奏でる活動音である。「な、なんてもの見せるのよ......」「うぇ、GがGがあんなにいっぱい、いっぱいぃ~」雫と鈴がハジメと同じように顔を青褪めさせて目を背ける。二人共、腕に鳥肌をこれでもかと立てていた。他のメンバーも似たりよったりだ。特に、ウサミミのいいシアは、ずっと自分のウサミミに届いている異音の正体を知って必死にウサミミをペタリと垂らして塞いでいる。頭を抱えるように両手で抑えつつ、しゃがみこんで涙目になっていた。「......ハジメ、焼き払おう」ユエが、いつになく物騒なことをいう。しかし、既にティオや香織もその気のようだ。鳥肌を立てながら、すわった目で駆逐の意志を示す。「......やめといた方がいいんじゃないか。あの数だぞ? ......撃ち漏らしが大量に飛んできたらどうする」数千匹のゴキブリが編隊を組んで一斉に飛んでくる――その光景を幻視したのか、ユエ達はスッと顔色を変えて闘志を萎えさせた。一瞬で心が折れたらしい。「とにかく、落ちなきゃ大丈夫だ......と思う。先に進んで、さっさと攻略しちまおう。ここに止まっていたら、それこそ襲われるかもしれないしな」ハジメの言葉に全員いつも以上に真剣な表情になると、これまたいつも以上にしっかり頷いた。太い枝通路の上をハジメ達が進む。取り敢えず道なりに進むしかないが、遠くに枝通路合流していて大きな足場になっている場所が見えていたので、一行はそこを目指すことになった。途中、ゴキブリ達が飛び上がってこないか戦々恐々としながら枝通路から枝通路に飛び移ったりしつつ、遂に大きな足場に到着したハジメ達は、そこからどうしたものかと周囲を見渡し、そして...... 恐れていた音を聞いた。ヴゥ゙ヴヴヴヴヴヴヴヴ!!! 羽ばたき音だ。それも大量の。「っ!?」ハジメ達は表情を引き攣らせつつ慌てて眼下を確認する。そこには案の定、黒い津波の如きゴキブリの大群が羽ばたきながら猛烈な勢いで上昇してくる光景が広がっていた。「やぁあああああ!!」「ひぃいいい!!」「ッ――――!!」誰もが総毛立ちながら、余りの嫌悪感に雄叫びを上げつつ咄嗟に放てる最大級の攻撃を繰り出した。ハジメはオルカンからロケット弾を、ユエは〝雷龍〟を、シアはドリュッケンで炸裂スラッグ弾を、ティオは〝ブレス〟を、香織は分解の砲撃を、光輝達もそれぞれ咄嗟に放てる遠距離攻撃を一斉にぶっ放す。眼下の宙に紅蓮の華が咲き、雷の咆哮が轟いた。淡青色の波紋が広がり、黒と銀の閃光が空を一文字に切り裂いた。激烈と称しても過言でない圧倒的な殲滅力。地上で、王国や帝国の軍の前で放ったなら、きっと彼等は現実逃避を余儀なくされるだろう。しかし、それだけの攻撃を放っても、怖気を震う羽音を響かせた黒い津波はまるで衰えを感じさせずに迫ってくる。海そのものに攻撃しても無意味なのと同じだ。ゴキブリの津波は空間全体に広がりながら、まるで鳥が行う集団行動のように一糸乱れぬ動きで縦横無尽に飛び上がる。「うぅ、――〝聖絶ぅ〟!」既に半泣きになりながら鈴が障壁を張った。直後、ハジメ達のいる広場の更に上空までザァアアアアアーー!! と音を響かせながらせり上がったゴキブリの波は、そのまま重力に引かれるように下降すると一気にハジメ達に襲いかかった。障壁の外壁に物凄い勢いでぶつかり、体液を撒き散らして潰れるゴキブリもいれば外壁を這うゴキブリもいる。障壁を張っている鈴がフッと意識を失いかけた。光輝が咄嗟に支えると同時に必死さの滲む声で励ます。「鈴ぅ! 寝るな! 寝たら死ぬぞ! 俺達の精神がっ!!」全くもってその通りである。生身でゴキブリの波に呑み込まれるなど、それだけで神代魔法なんて目じゃない威力の精神攻撃だ。異常をきたすのは免れない。それどころか一生もののトラウマになるだろう。「ユエ、重ねて防御を頼む」「......ん、絶対破らせない!」ユエが鳥肌の浮いた腕を掲げ鈴の〝聖絶〟に重ねるように自分の〝聖絶〟を展開した。障壁の外はカサカサと這い回るゴキブリで真っ黒に染まっている。「何だか、この迷宮に来てからこんなのばっかりですね......」「今までの大迷宮以上に厄介極まりないの~。ふむ、やはり、他の大迷宮の攻略を前提にしておるだけに、あるいは難易度も数段上に設定されておるのかもしれんな」「れ、れれれ、冷静に分析してないで何とかしないと!」「香織、大丈夫よ、問題ないわ。あれは唯の黒ごまだもの。黒ごまプリンとか黒ごまふりかけとか、私、結構好きよ。特に〝黒ごまふりかけしょうゆ風味〟は美味だわ。ご飯がとてもすすむの」「雫ちゃん!? どうしよう、雫ちゃんが既に壊れかけてるぅ!!」雫の瞳からハイライトが消え香織が悲痛な叫びを上げる中、また殲滅戦を繰り広げるしかないかとハジメは鳥肌の立つ腕をさすりながら〝宝物庫〟を起動しようとした。しかし、その前に異変が起きる。障壁に群がっていたゴキブリが一斉に引いたのだ。何事かと訝しむハジメ達の前でゴキブリの波は空中で球体を作ると、それを中心に囲むように円環を作り出した。巨大な円環の外周に更に円環が重ねられ、次には無数の縦列飛行するゴキブリが円環のあちこちに並び始める。次第に幾何学的な模様が空中に作り出されるその光景を見て、ハジメの頬が盛大に引き攣った。「おいおいおい、まさか......魔法陣を形成してるのか?」かつて、ノイントは自らの銀羽を操り並べることで空中に魔法陣を形成していた。今、無数のゴキブリがしているのも同じことだ。「何か、ヤバイ!」と感じたハジメ達が一斉に攻撃を再開する。だが、まるでその魔法陣とその魔法陣の中央に存在する球体を守るようにゴキブリの波が立ちはだかった。文字通り、肉壁となってハジメ達の攻撃を阻む。吹き飛ばされ絶命したゴキブリの死骸が豪雨となって下方へ降り注ぐが一向に減ったようには見えなかった。そうこうしている内に魔法陣が完成してしまったらしい。空中に浮かぶ直径十五メートル近い魔法陣が強烈な赤黒い光を放つ。そして、次の瞬間弾けるとゴキブリで構成された中央の球体がグネグネと蠢き形を変え始め、遂には......全長三メートルほどの巨大ゴキブリとなった。だが、周囲にいるゴキブリのように楕円形のフォルムではなく、どちらかといえばムカデのように胴長で尾には針が付いており、足も十本ある。一番前の足などは刃物のように鋭利な指が付いていた。顔面には黒一色の眼がついており、顎は鋭く巨大だ。そして、背中には三の半透明の羽が付いていた。おそらくボス級の魔物なのだろう。「ギギチチチチチチッ!!!」ボスゴキブリは、そんな不快な鳴き声を発しながら赤黒い燐光を纏う。すると、周囲にゴキブリが集まり、更に魔法陣を形成し始めた。どうやら、ボスゴキブリは他のゴキブリを自由に操れるらしい。そして、新たな魔法陣の中央に幾分小さめの球体が幾つも形成され始める。ボスゴキブリ程ではないが、大きく特殊なゴキブリが出現するのは明らかだ。「......んっっ!?」ハジメとユエが、同時に魔法陣に対して攻撃を加えようとした瞬間、突然、足元から魔力の奔流が発生した。咄嗟に視線を落とす二人だったが、足場の枝通路には何もない。だが、ハジメの魔眼は枝通路の更に下――通路の裏側に、いつの間にかゴキブリが集まって魔法陣を形成している光景を捉えていた。おそらく、眼前で派手に魔法陣を形成し、それに注目させている間にこっそりと作っていたのだろう。ハジメがマズイ! と思った瞬間には既に発動した後だった。足場の枝通路を透過して赤黒い魔力が迸る。激しい光にハジメ達が顔を手で庇った。爆発したかのような閃光が周囲一帯を包み込み、そして収まった後、そこには......無傷のハジメ達の姿が。一体、何だったんだ? と訝しみながら、ハジメは隣のユエを見た。そうして湧き上がった感情は無事な姿に対する安堵でも、いつもの愛おしさでもなく...... ――嫌悪だった。	The “saint shield” barrier finally dissipated as the outside blaze consumed the remainder of the tar and extinguished. The only remaining vegetation adhered to a strangely metallic ground covered with ash. It looked like an apocalyptic landscape. “Oh?” Hajime sat in the middle of the burnt out wasteland with Yue, Shia, and Kaori holding him tightly with their eyes closed. They each opened their eyes in turn and tilted their heads. Hajime asked with a worried voice as he noticed a strange look on Yue. Yue and the other girls looked at each other, acknowledging what they all had to gone through before nodding and turning to Hajime. “...Nn, we endured.” “Yes, the pleasure seems to be gone.” “I also don’t feel anything, I’m back to my senses.” It seems to be that way. They seemed to have endured the aphrodisiac effect of the milky slime that took their sanity with their mental strength. Excessive pleasure wasn’t all that different from pain. Hajime couldn’t imagine how much Yue and the others had suffered from an attack unlike any other they’ve ever experienced. Hajime praised the three of them for doing a good job passing the labyrinth’s ordeal. “As expected, all three of you did a good job. I was worried for a bit but I’m glad you’re okay.” “Ehehehe, it’s embarrassing to be told that so forwardly.” “It’s thanks to Hajime-kun. It was your support that allowed me to endure.” Hajime no longer had to hug the three as they were no longer under the effect of the aphrodisiac. Nevertherless, they didn’t let go as they grew gitty over being praised by Hajime. Hajime tried to loosen his grip assuming it’d be alright by now, but Yue responded by hugging him even stronger. Did they need more praising? The three girl looked upward at Hajime with blushing cheeks while they clang to him even more aggressively. They didn’t wear expressions that suggested they had lost their sanity. However, those expressions hold a certain allure of their own. When they were under the aphrodisiac effect, it was easy for Hajime to reject their approaches, but it was a bit more difficult to resist Yue’s charm when she meant it. He gave up trying to get his arms back. Then... “Gohon! Sorry to interrupt you, but since we’re all better now I was wondering if you might untie Kouki and the rest?” “Oh yeah? You did well too. You managed to make it without help. Indeed, a swordsman? Is this one of those spirit unification techniques?” “Oh, Shizuku. Ehehe, I’m sorry, At the same time... my Shizuku-chan!” After everything was over, it looked like Shizuku had managed to escape the pleasurable hell at the same time as Yue and the others, but had a haggard expression when she saw the pink space the group had made beside her. The interruption had managed to disrupt the mood and turn the group back to normal. The girls who had been basking in Hajime’s praise turned away, slightly embarrassed. “Oh, thank you. Well, I was able to keep calm since my father hammered self-control into me since a young age during fencing. But it was a little dangerous. I mean, I wonder if things would have turned out this way if Kouki and the rest weren’t constrained. I survived because I had the room to concentrate, without having to worry about defending myself. Thank you, Nagumo-kun. ” “That’s good to hear. The pleasure could have knocked you unconscious. Enduring pleasure in place of pain could do that. While I prepare, Yaegashi, you might want to fix your clothes and mud situation.” “Clothes? Mud? Oh... yeah. I understand.” At first, Shizuku did not understand what Hajime had meant, but when she glanced down at herself she noticed that a change of clothes was in order. (It was sweat, Shizuku was just covered in sweat!) She blushed at the comment, nodding tightly. Hajime used his transmutation to create several simple dressing rooms built from a wall of soil. The “Treasure room” had changes of clothing for Kouki and Ryuutaro as well (clothes bought in town). He took them out and tossed one over to Shizuku. Hajime collected the Bora Cursed Objects from Kouki’s group, releasing them. Kouki’s group immediately drop. Shizuku managed to catch Suzu before she hit the ground, but Kouki and Ryuutaro collapsed to the ground with a rather painful noise. It was the hero and his sidekick, so Hajime had no worries. While the female teammates used water magic to clean up and changed their clothing, Hajime concentrated on collecting all the spider golems. They had finished destroying the ground around the immediate vicinity. There would be no Milky Slime coming out of the ground in surprise this time. These extra measures seemed necessary after the amount of time the milky slimes has previously wasted. “You... master. I wouldn’t mind if you looked at this mistress. There is no need for a locker room.” At that point, a voice timidly came from behind. Tio had managed to break through the aphrodisiac effect readily even though she had received the most slime. Hajime recalls the fact and glances back at Tio. “Were you still there, Ms. Clarce?” “!? Please Master! You’re still doing that? It was certainly pleasant to begin with, but can you go back to the usual way of naming me!” “That, what are you even talking about? As usual, Ms. Clarce is Ms. Clarce. Please don’t get any closer to me.” “!!!!? Please, Master. I’m getting too excited. I’m repenting, please turn back!” “......” As Tio crawls up to his feet and scratches at his shoe, Hajime looks away and ignores her. The distant attitude by calling her with her last name and treating her like she was invisible were unbearable for Tio. Hajime was happy about this, Tio seemed genuinely saddened by this treatment, it looked like he found an effective punishment whenever she acted up. Tio was trembling as she watched Hajime. By any chance, did Hajime go too far? Her look was becoming more and more tearful. “This is a terrible master. I ask... call me Tio.” Hajime had dealt a blow to stunt Tio’s abnormal behavior at last; it was a very satisfactory feeling. However, Tio’s rueful appearance wasn’t the transformation Hajime was hoping for, destroying her beautiful appearance in her deteriorating kimono. Hajime’s devious heart considered things a little more, whether he punished her objectively, it seemed to be the role of a master. Happy or not, she wasn’t aware of it. “It’s pointless, Tio. It’s already too late for you to change the kind of person you are, so at least be a little prudent.” While Hajime shrugged while saying so, Tio was dumbfounded. Her expression brightened, and she gave a smile that looked like it belonged to a sweet, young girl. That smile was beautiful enough to tug on even Hajime’s heartstrings. She was knowledgeable and could have some deep thoughts, understanding the subtleties of the human mind. Understanding someone and making an effort when she could have lost her composure. She had courage and decisiveness, unmatched combat strength. She was affectionate and kept her word. And her appearance was the best. If it wasn’t for her abnormality, you could say she was a “perfect woman”. “Really, it is a shame... Because in a sense, I...” “?” It seemed like Hajime had opened a new door for Tio. He felt partially responsible for her abnormality but he was helpless to fight it. “What’s is it? Master...” “...No, nothing. Go get changed and freshen up.” “Yikes, it’s a... That’s okay then, master? For me to change right here in the corner?” When Hajime planned for Tio to use the makeshift changing room, Tio gave an expectant look and said such a thing. Hajime’s cheek twitched as he wondered “where’s that prudence?” and pulled out a grenade. “...How about this? It’s a special present for you. It’ll blow the dirt away along with your skin!” “!? I get it. I’ll go change my clothes immediately!” Tio waved her hands and dived into the dressing room. The words “responsibility” and the horological serpant flickered in Hajime’s mind as he watched her back. He shook his head to drive the characters out of his mind. Others began to emerge from the dressing room after cleaning themselves. Sure enough, Kouki, Suzu, and most of all Ryuutaro emerged with downtrodden looks. They were all hunched as if burdened by unbearably heavy stones, and the atmosphere was wrapped with dark clouds as if magic was being used. Although they had lost their sanity during the aphrodisiac effect, they seemed to remember what they’d done. Pleasure followed by hell, it seemed that Tio was right when she predicted this would try the bonds of relationships, Kouki’s group seemed proof of that. Ryuutaru and Kouki couldn’t meet the girl’s eyes and Suzu seemed determined to keep her distance. Suzu kept to the shadows with their heads down and red ears. Hajime feared he’d need to follow up with Suzu if they couldn’t figure things out on their own. Because they nearly sexually assaulted each other, it made them uncomfortable and provided a sense of guilt that couldn’t be ignored. In particular, Suzu was a girl. The fact that she could have started that kind of relationship with her peer caused a certain kind of damage to her spirit. “Let’s just forget it, Suzu...? It was unavoidable. Things didn’t go too far... so... There are one or two memories no one wants to remember, probably...” “.... Shizu, Shizu.” “Look! Remember that time I was wondering around the dirty game section without noticing what was for sale? It was serious, the male customers around were all looking at me with judgmental eyes... and I became depressed...” “Is.... Shizu interested in dirty games?” “That’s not it! That was an unfortunate accident!” “Shizu investigating dirty games... kufufu, with a serious look... pukuku.” “It is terrible to laugh, Suzu.” Shizuku looked somewhat relieved now that Suzu was laughing. It seemed like any comfort would work to overcome the dark history sealed in people’s memories, and “sympathy of embarrassment” was a self-torture ingredient necessary to help Suzu’s spirit recover a bit. Kouki had his head down, so Suzu watched him. “Nagumo cared for everyone. We should be thankful he stopped us.” “Yes, you’re right. We were saved by Nagumo. I’m serious. Thank you very much.” Ryuutaro who seemed to be uncomfortable following Kouki turned his eyes to Hajime and expressed his thanks. “Be thankful. Make sure to remember that. Always be conscious of your debt. So that when you’re better, you can return it to me by resolving to be an appropriate meat shield. If I make a mistake, it’ll be fine. Because I’ll go to the ends of the Earth to make sure you repay it.” Hajime came off more like a Yakuza business lending out money at to . When someone skipped a payment, they really did go to any length to make them pay. A thank you didn’t seem to be the kind of payment he was looking for. The church or someone like Nointo might want Kouki’s party to become his enemy (no matter how hopeless). So he wanted to keep them conscious of the debt, just in case. But not really knowing what was on Hajime’s mind, Kouki’s group had twitching cheeks and disturbed expressions like cheat victims who had just found themselves consumed by an unreasonable debt. It certainly mad a big debt in that sense unless they could stop relying on Hajime. They recognized that and gave each other a silent nod. However, the awkwardness seemed to clear up after the speech that trampled the common sense of Hajime. The thought of the debt collector coming to make unreasonable demands seemed to inspire Kouki and Ryuutaro, and apparently Suzu and Shizuku as well. In a sense, they felt unity over not wanting to be consumed by debt, burying the break between them a bit. Without being attacked by any more Milky slimes, they advanced across the wasteland with ease and finally arrived at the giant tree. The gather at the entrance and step into the next magic circle. The place where Hajime and company appeared was as expected. However, the light being emitted from it was different from usual. There was a doorway leading to the outside and was open from the beginning. Hajime glanced around, seeing that he wasn’t missing a single member. The magic eye could not detect the present of any fakes. In other words, they needed to proceed as is. Hajime cautiously moved forward towards the exit bathed in light as Hajime gave everyone else a nod. “This is... like fair Bergen.” Hajime looks ahead and nods as so. Ahead of the cave exit was an aisle, or rather a huge branch that could easily be mistook for an aisle. When Hajime glanced back, he could see a huge wooden trunk that went back so far he couldn’t see the end. In other words, the empty cave came at the root of a branch that Hajime and the others were on. The tree was too big, and the branch made a meter across aisle just as it is. Other big branches protrude from the tree intertwining here and there. It was an air corridor in the same way as Fair Bergen. Unlike Fair Bergen, it was a single branch growing from the tree and intertwine to make the air space, as opposed to a several groupings of branches. If you look up, there is a stone ceiling, so they were definitely still underground. This tree branch was likely part of the Great Tree as Hajime couldn’t imagine there being any other giant trees like this. “...Great Tree?” “It’s likely this is a space just under the Great Tree.” “But the Great Tree is visible on the ground.” “Well, it seems to grown branches below the ground. The real roots might be much deeper underground. We only see the tip that’s visible, it might be just a small part.” “How big does the Great Tree get?” Overtaken by the min-boggling enormity of the Great Tree, it was almost too great to contemplate. The ceiling obstructed the view ahead, but Hajime still imagined the tree towering above them. Shia’s Usamimi twitch and begin to move. Shia’s appeared to pick up some kind of sound. Shia wonders “What’s that sound?” and sets out to verify the identity while walking the distance of the branches. The faint sound is leathery and her ears flop around with disgust. Shia frowns as her Usamimi pick up the sound, an imperceptible sound that sent goosebumps across her skin. She peers over the edge cautiously. “? Dark and invisible, that’s it.” ‘What’s the matter?” “I’m hearing a somewhat unpleasant sound, but it’s too dark for my eyes...” “You want me to look for you?” “Yes, thank you. What is that? The sound of such a feeling, like wriggling.” “I understand, something theta sounds disgusting?” Hajime glanced over the edge on the left of the branch passage after shea called. Certainly, the darkness could not be pierced at this particular height, but with “night eyes” and “far vision” it wouldn’t be a problem for Hajime. “...!?” First, Hajime can’t see everything, but as he narrows his eyes doubtfully he gives out a cry that couldn’t be voiced. He looked up, his face blue and his expression giving away danger. “Ha, Hajime!? What’s wrong? To see you react so much. What exactly did you see?” “...Hajime, okay?” Hajime was the height of fearless arrogance and boldness. For Hajime’s face to display fear gave something very difficult to imagine. Yue anxiously rubbed Hajime’s back. Shia was holding his hand gently. Hajime finally recovered as bit of warmth and murmured while trembling and overlooking everyone with a serious look. .”...The devil is there...” “Demon?” xEveryone inclined their necks at Hajime’s pointless words. Kouki and Ryuutaro turned their eyes from Hajime, who to them looks most like the devil himself, to declare something else a devil, gave them watery eyes. “Yes, it’s a devil. It’s black and you know it well...” When he said only that, Hajime pulled out a crossbit and sent it down. A small crystal was put up so that everyone could see. The one which reflected after a little noise right in front of Yue and others was... “!?” xIf you find one, there is at least thirty more. It bears the name of the black devil, having been feared with the word inititals G. Always creeps, rustling by chaos, life force causing it to doggedly survive, struggling in the shadows moving at high speed. If you are flying in the air, the Earth, enemy of the strong which cause abnormalities in a state of confusion and panic in restaurants, they are soldiers of unique magic. The name of... cockroach. The cockroach is, at the bottom of this underground space, millions, several tens of millions, no their wriggling had no measurement. It was an incomparable sea of cockroaches. The leathery unpleasant sound was the sound of cockroaches rubbing against each other. “So, what things... look...” “Yeah, so many, lots and lots.” With blue faces, Suzu and Shizuku look away as well. They both have goosebumps n their arms. The other members were pretty much the same. In particular, Shea’s Usamimi’s were now hanging down, she was desperate to cover up the sound now that she knew what it was. She buries her head in her hands and squats down, her eyes teary. “....Hajime, will burn them.” Yue unusually says a dangerous thing, but Tio and Kaori seemed to already have the same intention. Their desire to so the things destroyed were indicated by the look in the eyes and the goosebumps on their skin. “It might be better to stop... that number? I suggest... what if they flew in large quantities?” “......” xThousands of cockroaches coming flying all at once up at them, Hajime proposed. Yue lost her fighting spirit, and her face changed into a complicated expression. Apparently, the heart was broken in an instant. “If we don’t fall, I think it’s okay. I think... as... I’ll advance first and stop any that come up quickly. It might only attack when we stop.” Everyone wore a more serious expression that they previously had at Hajime’s words, they gave firm nods. Hajime traveled out on top of the thick branch passage. For now, there was only the goal of advancing along the road, but since the place was major scaffolding, there appeared to be a joined branch passage in the distance which he supposed was where he was going to aim. Along the way, the roaches had not jumped up or been startled and they had made it from the entry branch to the next branch aisle. Things looked good, and then... A feared sound was heard. Vu... vuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvuvu!!! It was flapping sounds, in a large amount. “!?” Hajime who confirms with a look below. Sure enough, a brown tsunami was coming stretching out and rising as flapping hordes of cockroaches emerged with a furious spectacle. “Hey, oh, oh oh!!” “Hyiii!!” “—-!!” Everyone was raising cries of disgust as they prepared for the biggest attack of their lives. Hajime shoots rockets from Orukan. Yue uses her “thunder dragon”, Shia fights with burst slug ammunition out of the Doryukken, Tio invokes breath, and Kaori released decomposition while Kouki’s group uses whatever long distance attacks they could muster. Blooming flowers of crimson perched below, roars of thunder. Spreading ripples of blue light, cut blank flashes of black and silver. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to declare overwhelming annihilation. If this force was put in front of the kingdom and the imperial army, surely, they would oblige to leave this world. However, the attack didn’t dent the mountainside of blossoming black tsunami coming towards them. Attacking the sea itself is the same as pointless. The tsunami of cockroaches jumped freely in the movement spread throughout space as birds do in perfect order. “It is terrible! Holy shield!”” Already half crying, Suzu put up a barrier. Shortly after, the Zaa Aaaa continued move up into the sky. A wave of cockroaches descended as if attracted by gravity and pounced towards Hajime’s party. The roaches hit the walls, the momentum causing tons to smoosh and sprinkle their fluids as the survivors crawl all over the barrier wall. Suzu’s barrier stretched under the weight and she started to lose consciousness. Kouki resists and tries to give out an encouraging voice over the desperation. “Suzu, don’t pass out. If you become unconscious we all die. Keep up your spirit!” Which was part of the attack. To be swallowed by the wave of cockroaches in flesh and blood, but it’s an attack on the spirit as much as a magical attack. These kind of abnormalities couldn’t be avoided. On the contrary, they could traumatize you for life. “Yue, take over the defense!” “...Nn, will absolutely not be broken.” Yue deployed her holy shield to superimpose the one Suzu had raised up with an arm covered in goosebumps. The outside of the barrier was stained black with cockroaches crawling and rustling. “Somehow, it has been like this since I came to this labyrinth.” “Extremely messy huge labyrinth. Well, this on assumes you’ve beaten several of these others and have obtained their cheats so it raises the difficulty up several steps.” “It would be very difficult if you did not have time to analyze things calmly.” “Kaori, it’s okay, there is no problem. That out there is just a black sesame thing. Black sesame pudding or black sesame furikake and I quite like it. Especially black sesame furikake seasoning soy sauce flavored”. That’s delicious. Rice is great.” “Shizuku-chan! Oh no! I broke the already fragile Shizuku-chan.” Kaori gives a heartbreaking cry as Suzu’s pupils go dead. Meanwhile, Hajime reaches into the “treasure room” and starts preparing for extermination while rubbing the goosebumps on his arms. However, before that happens. The cockroaches that flocked to the barrier drew in unison. The wave of cockroach in front of everything move into a sphere of air, producing a circular ring to surround the center. Superimposed further circular rings on the outer periphery of the giant circular ring form. The next cockroach column begins to sequence around the ring. Gradually, the sight begins to form a geometric pattern created in air. Hajime’s cheek twitched. “Hey, Hey, Hey, believe it or not. Are they forming a magic circle?” Once a magic circle was formed by Nointo handling and lining up its Gunba formerly in the air. The countless cockroaches were now doing the same thing. Hajime and the other’s declared “how gross” and continued their attack simultaneously. However, the wave of cockroaches lay ahead so that the spear in the center of the magic circle was maintained. It’ll be a meat wall literally, and Hajime’s and the others attacks were obstructed. A dead body of the cockroaches where were blown away fell in a torrential downpour into the lower part, but this did not decrease the number at all. While continuing to fight in this way, the magic circle seemed to be completed. Close to fifteen meters in diameter it floated in the air, a magic circle emitting light of intense red and black. And when it burst the next moment, a central sphere which consists of cockroaches began to rise and change shape. It was a huge cockroach of about three meters at full length, at last. But rather than taking the oval form as cockroaches around it, it came with a needle like tail and a torso similar to a centipede, complete with 0 legs. Its front feet had sharp finger like knives. The face had black color eyes, and a sharp chin, along with three pairs, six total translucent wings. Perhaps this was a monster of the boss class. “Gigi Chchichichichichichi chip!!!” The boss cockroach wore dark red phosphorescent color and emits unpleasant cries. Then the cockroaches gathered around further, beginning to for another magic square. Apparently the boss cockroach could control the other cockroaches. A rather small sphere begins to be formed, plenty in the center of a new magical center. It isn’t the boss cockroach, but it’s clear that a special cockroach appears big. “....Nn!?” Suddenly a torrent of the magic generated the moment Hajime and Yue tried to make an attack on the magic circle from their footing. The both turned their eyes down immediately, but there was nothing in a branch aisle to hold. However, his magic eye caught that further down the branch aisle, on the other side of the aisle, out of sight, the cockroaches were forming another magic circle. It was trying to focus their attention on it, probably forming a magic flash to hide the other circle. Bad Hajime! It was actuated already the moment Hajime realized that. Red and black magic was transmitted through the branch passage along the scaffold. Hajime protected his face from the intense light. After the flash exploded, it wrapped the surrounding region and settled there. Hajimei and the others appeared intact. What on earth was it? Hajime looked next to him to Yue while suspecting. The feeling that welled up within Hajime at that moment was not relief for her safety and was not the usual love, it was... –It was hate.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 10, "inserted_lines_src": 9, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
チェサピーク湾からスタートしました冬の海に潜りそして一夜にして熱帯生態学者に鞍替えしましたそれはほんとうに楽しく 10年くらい続けましたと言うのは他人に資金を出してもらいあちこち旅に出かけ調査する場所は地球上で最も美しいところばかりでしたそれが私の仕事でしたそしてジャマイカに行き着きました西インド諸島ではサンゴ礁は本当にたぐいまれで構造的にも今まで見たことのないものでしたここに一枚の写真がありますかなり興味深い写真で2つのことを示していますまず白黒写真です水があまりにも透明だったのでとても遠くまで見ることができます映像技術は遅れており 1960年代や70年代初めのころは写真を白黒写真で撮っていましたこの写真がもうひとつ示すことはこの美しいサンゴの森には魚が一匹も写っていないことですジャマイカのディスカバリー湾のサンゴ礁は最も研究されたサンゴ礁で 20年間世界から注目されていました私たちは最も優秀でありオーストラリアから我々のサンゴを研究に来ていましたある意味おかしなことで今では私たちが彼らのところに行くようになりました学者たちの見識としてサンゴ礁がどのように機能しどうあるべきかというのはこれらのサンゴに基づいています魚のいないものですが 1980年になるとハリケーン・アレンが襲来し私は実験室の半分を家に避難させましたすさまじい風が吹き荒れ波は25フィートから 50フィートの高さでしたサンゴは消え去り新しい島が形成されましたこう考えました「私たちは頭がいいんだ過去に何度もハリケーンが襲来してきたことは分かっている」そしてサイエンス誌に論文を発表しましたそれは初めて研究者が大きなハリケーンがもたらしたサンゴ礁の破壊を論じたものでしたどうなるのか予測しましたがすべて間違っていましたその理由は魚の乱獲でありどこにでもいた最後の草食動物であったウニが死滅したことでした数か月のうちにウニが死滅したあと海藻が成長し始めましたこれが同じサンゴ礁ですこちらが15年前の同じサンゴ礁でこれが現在の様子ですジャマイカ北部の沿岸部のサンゴ礁で生きたサンゴが生息しているのは数パーセントでほとんどが海藻とヘドロですこのような話がカリブ海のサンゴ礁の現状でありさらに悲劇的なことに世界中のサンゴ礁でも起こっていつのです私の知っている少し気の重くなる話です 60年代や70年代の私たちは皆同じような気の重い話を持っていますそのような話が何万もあり幸福感を思い起こすのはとても難しいのです状況は悪くなるばかりだからです状況が悪化する原因は自然災害の後例えばハリケーンが襲来した後昔は連続して何らかの回復作用が起こっていましたしかし現在どうなっているかというと魚の乱獲汚染気候変動すべてが相互作用し回復作用を阻んでいるのですこれから1つずつ順番に検討しこれらの3点について話をしていきますよく耳にするのはタラ資源の崩壊です想像するのは大変難しいですが何人かの歴史家がいうには植民地時代の3つの世界大戦はタラ資源の支配が目的でしたタラをほとんどの西ヨーロッパの人々が食糧としアンティル諸島につれてこられた奴隷に与えられていました「さらばジャマイカ」の歌では「アキーご飯と塩魚はうまい」とありその歌詞が象徴しているのはカナダの北東部からの塩漬けのタラの大切さですすべては80年代と90年代に崩壊し 35,000人が失業しましたそこから始まったのは一連の乱獲でした大きく美味しいものから小さくそれほど美味しくないものに及び近くで獲れるものから世界中の海のものに広がっていきましたそういったものです理解は容易ではありませんなぜならアメリカのコストコに行けば安価な魚を購入できます魚の産地はラベルを見なければわかりませんしかし安いことには変わりありません誰でも問題ないと考えますこれについて共感をするのは難しいですある意味とても興味深いと思う話題が釣りをスポーツとして楽しむことですなぜなら多くの人は魚釣りに出かけるのが好きですその1つがこれですこの写真はトロフィー・フィッシュです釣った最も大きな魚で釣り人は多額のお金を支払い船に乗り込みフロリダのキーウェスト沖にでかけビールを大量に飲み釣り糸と釣り針を投げ入れ大きく最高の魚を釣り上げ帰港しますそして一番のトロフィー・フィッシュをこのボードに掲げ写真におさめますこの男性はもちろん大喜びですこれが現在の様子ですしかしこれが1950年代の様子です同じ場所で同じ船で同じ港の同じボードですトロフィー・フィッシュはとても大きく小さな魚を掲げることすらできませんでしたトロフィー・フィッシュの平均的な大きさは 250から300ポンドのイヤタラですもし出かけて何かを獲物を得たいと思えば同じような大物が釣れることを毎回期待できましたこれらの魚の味は素晴らしいものでした 1950年に人々はお金をかけていませんでしたそれも今の人々が小さな魚を捕まえるためにかけるよりも低い金額でどこでも同じような状況です魚だけではありません失われてきたのは水産業界では規模の大きな装置を使います 20マイルの長さのネットを使い延縄を使います延縄には100万個や200万個の釣り針がついていますトロール網でも魚を獲りますその規模はトラクタートレーラーと同じ大きさで何千ポンドもの重さです大きな鎖につけて海底の広い範囲を引きずり海の底をかき回し魚を捕獲します想像してみてください例えば街を一つブルドーザーでならしたり森を一つを整地するようなものです同じように一掃してしまうからです生育地の破壊は信じがたいことですここに写真があります典型的な写真です世界中の大陸棚がどのような様子かを現わしています底に見えるすじはまるで畝を見ているようですまさにトウモロコシを植えるために耕した畑のようです以前は海綿動物とサンゴ礁の森でした魚が成長するためには欠かせない生育環境です今では泥となっています海底の面積森が変容し平らな泥で整地となった部分ですがそれに相当するのは人類の歴史のなかで私たちが伐採してきた地球上の森林の面積を合せたものすべてです我々がやってのけたのです過去100年から150年の間でですオイル流出や水銀を考えがちです最近はプラスチックについてよく耳にするようになりましたこれらすべて実に嫌なものですしかし本当に油断ならないのは生物学的汚染の発生ですなぜならその変化の規模がもたらしている範囲は生態系全体だからですまず手短に話すことは 2種類の生物学的汚染です一つは外来種でもう一つは栄養物によるものですこれは悪名高いイチイヅタですキラー海藻とよばれていますキラー海藻について書かれた本がありますばつが悪い話ですが偶然にも出版されたのがモナコの水族館からでした冷水に耐性があるものとして繁殖されました水槽に使うためにですとても見栄えがよくそして急激に異常繁殖するようになり始めましたそこはかつて豊かな生物多様性を有していた地中海の北西部ですどれくらいの人が覚えているかわかりませんが「リトル・ショップ・オブ・ホラーズ」の映画を知っていますかこれは「リトル・ショップ・オブ・ホラーズ」の植物です店の中の人をむさぼる代わりに異常繁殖が起こり覆い消していったのは実質的に海底近くに生息するすべての生物ですそれは地中海の北西部全域におよびましたこの海藻を食べる生物が分かりませんあらゆる遺伝子検査を試み解決方法を探そうとしましたが現状ではそれは地獄からの怪物であり誰もどうすべきかわからないのですここで別の汚染の種類を紹介しますその生物学的汚染は過剰な栄養分によって引き起こされます緑の革命では人工的な窒素肥料を使いすぎました資金的援助が過剰な使用の理由の1つでしたそれは川を流れプランクトンの餌となりました沿岸部の水の中に生息する微小生物の植物細胞ですしかし私たちが牡蠣を食べつくしプランクトンを食べる魚を食べつくしたことによってプランクトンを食べる生物がいなくなりましたそしてどんどん増えていっています寿命を全うすると死にますがプランクトンにとって関係ないことです死ぬと水底に沈み腐敗しますがバクテリアが分解するということですこの分解過程において酸素を使いきります酸素を使いきってしまうなかで逃げることのできない生物にとって環境を完全に死をもたらすものに変えてしまいます結局たどりつくのは微生物がごったがえした状態で占領しているのはバクテリアやクラゲですご存じのとおり左の写真のようになります唯一残った水産業は商業漁業としてのクラゲ漁です右の写真かつてはエビ漁でしたニューファンドランド島でさえ以前はタラを釣っていたのが今はクラゲ漁へと変化しました同じような他の事例として赤潮もしくはアオコとよばれるものがあります左の写真に衝撃的を受けましたこれについて何百回も話してきましたが信じられないことです左の写真の右上部分はミシシッピデルタの近くですその写真の左下はテキサス州とメキシコの国境ですこの写真で見ているのはメキシコ湾西部の全域です皆さんが見ているのは魚を殺すことのできる有毒な渦鞭毛藻の発生ですこれをもたらす小さな美しい生き物は右下の写真です右上に見えるのは黒い雲のようなものですが岸に向かい押し寄せていますこれは同じ生物ですそれが岸に近づき風が吹くと水の小さな滴が空気に混じり病院の緊急治療室がいっぱいになります急性呼吸器障害を起こした人ばかりですこれらの老人ホームではフロリダの西海岸にあります私は友人とハリウッドでこれをハリウッドのオーシャンナイトと名づけました私たちは何が起こっているのかをどのように説明できるか考えていましたそして私はいいました「"マリブからの逃避"とよばれる映画の中にいると想像してみて」優雅な人々はすべて清潔で安全なノースダコタに引っ越しそこに残っている人たちは十分なお金を持ち合わせていない人で沿岸部から引っ越すことができない人たちです沿岸部は天国ではなく健康に被害を及ぼすものなのですこれは驚くべきことです休暇で去年の初秋にフランスに行った時のことですブルターニュの海辺を覆い隠していたのはこの緑の藻やヘドロですこれが特に注目されたのは気味が悪いということの他にこの上を飛んだ海鳥が悪臭で窒息し死んでいたからです農民一人も命を落としましたこのスキャンダルが想像にかたくないでしょうこれは戦争です農民たちと漁師たちのそして最終的な結果はブルターニュの海辺はブルドーザーで一掃することが定期的に行われるようになりましたそしてもちろん気候変動があります誰でも気候変動について知っています象徴的なことは北極圏の氷が溶けていることでしょう北西航路を探そうとして多数の人が命を落としたことを考えてみてください北西航路はすでに存在していますある意味おかしなことだと思うのですがシベリアの沿岸部ではロジア人たちが通行税を取ろうとするかもしれません世界中の政府がこれを真剣にとらえています北極圏の国の軍部はとても深刻に考えています気候変動をすべて否定する各国の政府 CIA そしてノルウェイアメリカカナダどこでもよいのですが懸命に考えていることはどのように領地を守るかということですこの避けれない状況というのはかれらにとっての見方ですがもちろん北極圏の社会は駄目になっています気候変動の他の影響はサンゴの白化です現象です美しい写真ではないでしょうか? すべて真っ白なサンゴですただしこれらは茶色であるべきなんです何が起こったかというとサンゴは共生しておりサンゴには褐虫藻が共生していますサンゴのなかで生息しており藻はサンゴに糖分を与えサンゴから藻には栄養分とすみかを提供しますしかし水温が上がると藻は糖を作ることができなくなりますサンゴはこう言うでしょう「だまされた。すみかを提供したのに見返りがない」サンゴは藻を追い出し、追い出された藻は死んでしまいますすべてが死ぬわけではなく生き残るものもいますいくらかは生き残るでしょうしかしそれはやっかいなことです少し実感してもらいましょう 7月にキャンプに行ったと想像してくださいヨーロッパか北アメリカのどこかですある朝目を覚まして辺りを見回すと木々の80パーセントあなたが見渡すかぎり木の葉が落ちてしまい裸になっているのですそして家に帰ると発見しますすべての木の80パーセント北アメリカとヨーロッパの木が葉を落としてしまったのです何週間後かに記事を目にします「ところでその4分の1が死んでしまった」とこれがインド洋で起こっていることです 1998年のエルニーニョではかなりの地域で北アメリカやヨーロッパより大きな範囲で 80パーセント以上のサンゴが白化し 4分の1が死にました本当に恐ろしいことはこれらのすべてについて乱獲汚染気候変動それぞれが真空管のなかで起こっているのではないことですポジティブ・フィードバックというものがありますこれらの間での相互作用はその影響がより大きくなりそれぞれを足したものよりも大きいのです直面する大きな科学的な課題これらについて考えている私たちにとっての課題は私たちはどのようにハンプティダンプティを再び元に戻すのかというのも現時点で私たちは保護することはできますそれは何を意味しているのでしょうか私たちには分かっていません海がどのようになっていくのか 20年後や50年後には全く魚が生息せずいるのは小魚だけで水がとても汚れそのような悪いことばかりです水銀にまみれているとかデッドゾーンはどんどん広がりそれぞれが結合しはじめそして考えるようになるでしょうデッドゾーンの区分化のようなことです地球規模や沿岸域でそのようなところで育った魚を食べたくないでしょうその魚を食べるということは食事のロシアンルーレットのようなものですあるときはアオコが当り別のときには当たりません受け入れることはできません最も恐ろしいことは物理的化学的海洋学的なことが現実に起こっているのです海面の温度が上がることによって水温が上がると水は軽くなりどんどん起こりづらくなるのが海水循環ですそれがどうなるかというと今まで以上の層を形成しますその結果としてこれらすべての栄養素がカタクチイワシ漁に影響を及ぼしますカリフォルニアのイワシペルーや他の地域それらが減速し漁業が崩壊するでしょうそして同じように酸素が豊富な海面の水が海底にいかなくなり海は砂漠のようになるでしょう問題になるのはどのように私たちはこの状況に対処するつもりなのでしょうか? 私たちができることは状況を改善するためのあらゆることですしかし結局私たちが本当に直さなければならないのは私たち自身です魚でもなく公害でもありません気候変動でもありませんすべて私たち人間なのです私たちの欲や発展のための需要自分たちが利己的ではない世界に暮らしていることを考える想像力がないことそこで質問です「これに対して私たちな何か行動を起こすのでしょうか」未来の生活そして人間の尊厳は私たちの行為にかかっていますありがとうございました (拍手)	I started out in Chesapeake Bay and went diving in the winter and became a tropical ecologist overnight. And it was really a lot of fun for about 10 years. I mean, somebody pays you to go around and travel and look at some of the most beautiful places on the planet. And that was what I did. And I ended up in Jamaica, in the West Indies, where the coral reefs were really among the most extraordinary, structurally, that I ever saw in my life. And this picture here, it's really interesting, it shows two things: First of all, it's in black and white because the water was so clear and you could see so far, and film was so slow in the 1960s and early 70s, you took pictures in black and white. The other thing it shows you is that, although there's this beautiful forest of coral, there are no fish in that picture. Those reefs at Discovery Bay, Jamaica were the most studied coral reefs in the world for 20 years. We were the best and the brightest. People came to study our reefs from Australia, which is sort of funny because now we go to theirs. And the view of scientists about how coral reefs work, how they ought to be, was based on these reefs without any fish. Then, in 1980, there was a hurricane, Hurricane Allen. I put half the lab up in my house. The wind blew very strong. The waves were 25 to 50 feet high. And the reefs disappeared, and new islands formed, and we thought, "Well, we're real smart. We know that hurricanes have always happened in the past." And we published a paper in Science, the first time that anybody ever described the destruction on a coral reef by a major hurricane. And we predicted what would happen, and we got it all wrong. And the reason was because of overfishing, and the fact that a last common grazer, a sea urchin, died. And within a few months after that sea urchin dying, the seaweed started to grow. And that is the same reef; that's the same reef 15 years ago; that's the same reef today. The coral reefs of the north coast of Jamaica have a few percent live coral cover and a lot of seaweed and slime. And that's more or less the story of the coral reefs of the Caribbean, and increasingly, tragically, the coral reefs worldwide. Now, that's my little, depressing story. All of us in our 60s and 70s have comparable depressing stories. There are tens of thousands of those stories out there, and it's really hard to conjure up much of a sense of well-being, because it just keeps getting worse. And the reason it keeps getting worse is that after a natural catastrophe, like a hurricane, it used to be that there was some kind of successional sequence of recovery, but what's going on now is that overfishing and pollution and climate change are all interacting in a way that prevents that. And so I'm going to sort of go through and talk about those three kinds of things. We hear a lot about the collapse of cod. It's difficult to imagine that two, or some historians would say three world wars were fought during the colonial era for the control of cod. Cod fed most of the people of Western Europe. It fed the slaves brought to the Antilles, the song "Jamaica Farewell" -- "Ackee rice salt fish are nice" -- is an emblem of the importance of salt cod from northeastern Canada. It all collapsed in the 80s and the 90s: 35,000 people lost their jobs. And that was the beginning of a kind of serial depletion from bigger and tastier species to smaller and not-so-tasty species, from species that were near to home to species that were all around the world, and what have you. It's a little hard to understand that, because you can go to a Costco in the United States and buy cheap fish. You ought to read the label to find out where it came from, but it's still cheap, and everybody thinks it's okay. It's hard to communicate this, and one way that I think is really interesting is to talk about sport fish, because people like to go out and catch fish. It's one of those things. This picture here shows the trophy fish, the biggest fish caught by people who pay a lot of money to get on a boat, go to a place off of Key West in Florida, drink a lot of beer, throw a lot of hooks and lines into the water, come back with the biggest and the best fish, and the champion trophy fish are put on this board, where people take a picture, and this guy is obviously really excited about that fish. Well, that's what it's like now, but this is what it was like in the 1950s from the same boat in the same place on the same board on the same dock. The trophy fish were so big that you couldn't put any of those small fish up on it. And the average size trophy fish weighed 250 to 300 pounds, goliath grouper, and if you wanted to go out and kill something, you could pretty much count on being able to catch one of those fish. And they tasted really good. And people paid less in 1950 dollars to catch that than what people pay now to catch those little, tiny fish. And that's everywhere. It's not just the fish, though, that are disappearing. Industrial fishing uses big stuff, big machinery. We use nets that are 20 miles long. We use longlines that have one million or two million hooks. And we trawl, which means to take something the size of a tractor trailer truck that weighs thousands and thousands of pounds, put it on a big chain, and drag it across the sea floor to stir up the bottom and catch the fish. Think of it as being kind of the bulldozing of a city or of a forest, because it clears it away. And the habitat destruction is unbelievable. This is a photograph, a typical photograph, of what the continental shelves of the world look like. You can see the rows in the bottom, the way you can see the rows in a field that has just been plowed to plant corn. What that was, was a forest of sponges and coral, which is a critical habitat for the development of fish. What it is now is mud, and the area of the ocean floor that has been transformed from forest to level mud, to parking lot, is equivalent to the entire area of all the forests that have ever been cut down on all of the earth in the history of humanity. We've managed to do that in the last 100 to 150 years. We tend to think of oil spills and mercury and we hear a lot about plastic these days. And all of that stuff is really disgusting, but what's really insidious is the biological pollution that happens because of the magnitude of the shifts that it causes to entire ecosystems. And I'm going to just talk very briefly about two kinds of biological pollution: one is introduced species and the other is what comes from nutrients. So this is the infamous Caulerpa taxifolia, the so-called killer algae. A book was written about it. It's a bit of an embarrassment. It was accidentally released from the aquarium in Monaco, it was bred to be cold tolerant to have in peoples aquaria. It's very pretty, and it has rapidly started to overgrow the once very rich biodiversity of the northwestern Mediterranean. I don't know how many of you remember the movie "The Little Shop of Horrors," but this is the plant of "The Little Shop of Horrors." But, instead of devouring the people in the shop, what it's doing is overgrowing and smothering virtually all of the bottom-dwelling life of the entire northwestern Mediterranean Sea. We don't know anything that eats it, we're trying to do all sorts of genetics and figure out something that could be done, but, as it stands, it's the monster from hell, about which nobody knows what to do. Now another form of pollution that's biological pollution is what happens from excess nutrients. The green revolution, all of this artificial nitrogen fertilizer, we use too much of it. It's subsidized, which is one of the reasons we used too much of it. It runs down the rivers, and it feeds the plankton, the little microscopic plant cells in the coastal water. But since we ate all the oysters and we ate all the fish that would eat the plankton, there's nothing to eat the plankton and there's more and more of it, so it dies of old age, which is unheard of for plankton. And when it dies, it falls to the bottom and then it rots, which means that bacteria break it down. And in the process they use up all the oxygen, and in using up all the oxygen they make the environment utterly lethal for anything that can't swim away. So, what we end up with is a microbial zoo dominated by bacteria and jellyfish, as you see on the left in front of you. And the only fishery left -- and it is a commercial fishery -- is the jellyfish fishery you see on the right, where there used to be prawns. Even in Newfoundland where we used to catch cod, we now have a jellyfish fishery. And another version of this sort of thing is what is often called red tides or toxic blooms. That picture on the left is just staggering to me. I have talked about it a million times, but it's unbelievable. In the upper right of that picture on the left is almost the Mississippi Delta, and the lower left of that picture is the Texas-Mexico border. You're looking at the entire northwestern Gulf of Mexico; you're looking at one toxic dinoflagellate bloom that can kill fish, made by that beautiful little creature on the lower right. And in the upper right you see this black sort of cloud moving ashore. That's the same species. And as it comes to shore and the wind blows, and little droplets of the water get into the air, the emergency rooms of all the hospitals fill up with people with acute respiratory distress. And that's retirement homes on the west coast of Florida. A friend and I did this thing in Hollywood we called Hollywood ocean night, and I was trying to figure out how to explain to actors what's going on. And I said, "So, imagine you're in a movie called 'Escape from Malibu' because all the beautiful people have moved to North Dakota, where it's clean and safe. And the only people who are left there are the people who can't afford to move away from the coast, because the coast, instead of being paradise, is harmful to your health." And then this is amazing. It was when I was on holiday last early autumn in France. This is from the coast of Brittany, which is being enveloped in this green, algal slime. The reason that it attracted so much attention, besides the fact that it's disgusting, is that sea birds flying over it are asphyxiated by the smell and die, and a farmer died of it, and you can imagine the scandal that happened. And so there's this war between the farmers and the fishermen about it all, and the net result is that the beaches of Brittany have to be bulldozed of this stuff on a regular basis. And then, of course, there's climate change, and we all know about climate change. I guess the iconic figure of it is the melting of the ice in the Arctic Sea. Think about the thousands and thousands of people who died Well, the Northwest Passage is already there. I think it's sort of funny; it's on the Siberian coast, maybe the Russians will charge tolls. The governments of the world are taking this really seriously. The military of the Arctic nations is taking it really seriously. For all the denial of climate change by government leaders, the CIA and the navies of Norway and the U.S. and Canada, whatever are busily thinking about how they will secure their territory in this inevitability from their point of view. And, of course, Arctic communities are toast. The other kinds of effects of climate change -- this is coral bleaching. It's a beautiful picture, right? All that white coral. Except it's supposed to be brown. What happens is that the corals are a symbiosis, and they have these little algal cells that live inside them. And the algae give the corals sugar, and the corals give the algae nutrients and protection. But when it gets too hot, the algae can't make the sugar. The corals say, "You cheated. You didn't pay your rent." They kick them out, and then they die. Not all of them die; some of them survive, some more are surviving, but it's really bad news. To try and give you a sense of this, imagine you go camping in July somewhere in Europe or in North America, and you wake up the next morning, and you look around you, and you see that 80 percent of the trees, as far as you can see, have dropped their leaves and are standing there naked. And you come home, and you discover that 80 percent of all the trees in North America and in Europe have dropped their leaves. And then you read in the paper a few weeks later, "Oh, by the way, a quarter of those died." Well, that's what happened in the Indian Ocean during the 1998 El Nino, an area vastly greater than the size of North America and Europe, when 80 percent of all the corals bleached and a quarter of them died. And then the really scary thing about all of this -- the overfishing, the pollution and the climate change -- is that each thing doesn't happen in a vacuum. But there are these, what we call, positive feedbacks, the synergies among them that make the whole vastly greater than the sum of the parts. And the great scientific challenge for people like me in thinking about all this, is do we know how to put Humpty Dumpty back together again? I mean, because we, at this point, we can protect it. But what does that mean? We really don't know. So what are the oceans going to be like in 20 or 50 years? Well, there won't be any fish except for minnows, and the water will be pretty dirty, and all those kinds of things and full of mercury, etc., etc. And dead zones will get bigger and bigger and they'll start to merge, and we can imagine something like of the global, coastal ocean. Then you sure won't want to eat fish that were raised in it, because it would be a kind of gastronomic Russian roulette. Sometimes you have a toxic bloom; sometimes you don't. That doesn't sell. The really scary things though are the physical, chemical, oceanographic things that are happening. As the surface of the ocean gets warmer, the water is lighter when it's warmer, it becomes harder and harder to turn the ocean over. We say it becomes more strongly stratified. The consequence of that is that all those nutrients that fuel the great anchoveta fisheries, of the sardines of California or in Peru or whatever, those slow down and those fisheries collapse. And, at the same time, water from the surface, which is rich in oxygen, doesn't make it down and the ocean turns into a desert. So the question is: How are we all going to respond to this? And we can do all sorts of things to fix it, but in the final analysis, the thing we really need to fix is ourselves. It's not about the fish; it's not about the pollution; it's not about the climate change. It's about us and our greed and our need for growth and our inability to imagine a world that is different from the selfish world we live in today. So the question is: Will we respond to this or not? I would say that the future of life and the dignity of human beings depends on our doing that. Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
俺は、事情を話す前に、ダントンに尋ねる。「今から話すことは、最高機密だ。俺の正体なんて目じゃない」「ふむ? ロックが英雄ラックという以上の秘密とは......なんだ?」「確認したいのだがの者たちにも話さないで欲しい。狼の獣人族の他の族長にもだ」「それは......」「信用していないわけではない。だが、知れば危険が及ぶ可能性がある」「そうか。そういうことならば、秘密は守ろう」くどいとは思うが、一応念押しする。「俺の正体など、自分の身や仲間が危なければ、ばらしてもなんてことはない。だがこれは違う」「命に代えてもってやつだな?」「聞かないという選択肢もあるぞ? 知れば、ダントンの身にも危険が及ぶ可能性も捨てきれない」「シアは知っているんだろう?」ダントンは娘を危険なことに巻き込んだことを怒らないだろうか。そう思ったが、隠すわけにはいかない。「そうだ。シアさんは当事者。どっぷりとこちら側の人間だ」「ならば、父の俺が聞かないわけにはいかない」ダントンの返事は力強かった。「......シアさんを危険に巻き込んだこと、怒らないのか?」「まさか。怒るわけがない。シアは誇り高き我が一族、一流の戦士だ」そう言ってからダントンは微笑む。「俺がそう言ってたこと、シアにはいうなよ? 調子に乗ったら困る」「わかった。俺もシアは一流だと思うぞ」「ああ、ハイロードとの戦いの際、俺も同行したが、そう思う」俺とゴランがそういうと、ダントンは嬉しそうに微笑んだ。そして一気に盃を飲み干す。「英雄ラックと当代最強の戦士ゴランにそう言われたら、嬉しいな。たとえお世辞であっても」「冒険者の力量に関して、俺はお世辞は言わないことにしている。だから事実だ」「そうか。それならとても嬉しい。一族の誉れだ」ダントンは少し涙ぐんでいた。しばらで、酒を呑んだ。少したって、ゴランが言う。「しみじみ酒を呑んでいる場合じゃねえ。ダントンに説明するって話だっただろ」「おお、そうだったな。説明してもいいか?」俺は頭を整理してから、口を開く。「どうやら、ヴァンパイアの奴らが、王都の内部にかなり入り込んでいたようだ」「それはゆゆしき事態だな」「ふむ」俺は先日あった事件のあらましを説明した。町の悪党カビーノから、マスタフォン侯爵家の話。昏き者どもが、神の加護を破る手段を持っていること。そして、邪神の頭部の話に繋がる。「頭部だけで、それほど強いのか?」「ああ、ハイロードよりも強いだろう」「それは王都、いや世界に対する脅威となりうる」ダントンは真剣な顔でつぶやいた。俺はさらに続ける。「それにだ。獣人族にとってはこっちのほうが問題だろうとおもうのだが、頭部はヴァンパイアを強化することができるらしい」「強化?」「ああ、アークヴァンパイアがロード級に、ロードがハイロード級に......。ワンランク上がると考えていい」「レッサー狩りだと思ったらアークが出てくるというようなことが起こるってことか」「そうだ。だが、強化は無尽蔵ではないらしいからレッサーを強化することは、現状ではなさそうだがな」俺は強化されていないロードやアークもいたことを説明する。ダントンだけでなく、すでに知っているはずのゴランも真剣に聞いていた。聞き終わった後、ダントンはいう。「俺も戦いたいものだ」「それは怪我を治してからだな」「そうだ、それまでは俺たちに任せてくれ」ゴランがそういいながら、ダントンの盃に酒を注ぐ。「今は情報収集をしているところなんだ。俺もすることがあまりない」「そうだな。いざ戦闘ってなってからだろうな。ロックが活躍するのは。それまでは俺たち冒険者ギルドに任せてくれよな」「俺も出来る限りの協力はしよう」「ダントンにそう言ってもらえると、心強い」その日は、夜遅くまで酒を呑んだ。そしてダントンもゴランも泊まっていった。次の日、俺が起きると、ミルカは既に起きていた。てきぱきと働いている。「ミルカおはよう」「ああ、ロックさんおはようだぞ! 朝ごはんすぐ持っていくぞ」「すまない。ありがとう」食堂に入ると、ダントンとシアとニアは既にいた。「おお、三人とも早いんだな」「父から聞きました。私を徒弟にしてくださるとのこと。感謝いたします!」「ニアはそれでいいのか?」「もちろんです!」「はい!」それから、ルッチラとゲルベルガさま、ガルヴたちも加わって、朝ごはんを食べた。朝ごはんを食べ終わった後、ゲルベルガさまが寄ってくる。「どうしたんですか? ゲルベルガさま」「ココゥ」ゲルベルガさまは、鳴きながら俺の手を突っつく。「ルッチラ、ゲルベルガさま、怒っているのか?」「いえ、怒ってはいないと思うのですが、不満はありそうですね」「どうしました?」「もしかしたら、ゲルベルガさまは、ロックさんに敬語使ってほしくないのかもです」「ふむ? そうなのですか? ゲルベルガさま」ゲルベルガさまは、俺のひざの上に乗り、体を押し付けてくる。「やっぱり、敬語を使ってほしくないみたいです」ルッチラが言うなら、そうなのだろう。ダントンに敬語を使わなくなったのを知り、我慢できなくなったのかもしれない。「わかった。これからもよろしくな、ゲルベルガさま」満足そうにゲルベルガさまは鳴いた。	I asked Danton a question before beginning. “What I am about to say is a top secret. It’s much more important than something like my identity.” “Oh? A secret bigger than you being the hero Ruck? ...What is it?” “I just want to make sure. Promise me that you won’t tell the others in your tribe. Not even the other chiefs.” “I...” “It’s not that we don’t trust them. But it could be dangerous.” “I see. In that case, I will guard your secret.” It was probably a little tedious, but I wanted to show how serious I was. “I don’t care about my identity that much as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone. But this is different.” “Is it one of those ones that I should die before telling anyone?” “You can always just not hear it? I can’t say that you won’t be in danger after hearing it.” “Does Shia know?” Would Danton be angry that his daughter was involved in something dangerous? I wondered. But I couldn’t hide it from him. “Yes. She was a part of it.” “Then as her father, I must hear it.” Danton said strongly. “...Aren’t you angry that she got involved?” “Hardly. Why would I? Shia is a first-rate warrior and we our a proud tribe.” Danton said with a smile. “But do not tell Shia that I said that. I don’t want her to get too confident.” “I understand. And I agree with you about her capabilities.” “Aye, I’ve seen her fight when we took on the High Lords.” Goran said. Danton smiled happily. And then he drained his cup. “It brings me great joy to hear that from the hero Ruck and Goran, the greatest Warrior. Even if you are just being polite.” “I never exaggerate when it comes to the abilities of Adventurers. It’s the truth.” “I see. Then I am very glad. It’s an honor to our tribe.” Danton was teary-eyed now. The three of us continued to drink for a while. And then Goran said, “Why are we drinking quietly? Shouldn’t you be explaining something to Danton?” “Ah, that’s right. Can I?” And so I organized everything in my head and then began. “It seems that there are many vampires inside of the royal capital now.” “That is a terrible thing.” “Hmm.” And so I told him about the incident that happened the other day. Starting from Kabino and to Marquis Mastafon. The fact that the dark ones had a way to break through the barrier. And then I told him about the evil god head. “It was that strong in spite of only being a head?” “Yes. It was stronger than a High Lord.” “That will be a great threat. Not just to this city, but to the wold.” Danton said with a serious expression. I continued. “Not only that. I think this is the bigger problem for the beastkin, but this head can strengthen the vampires.” “Strengthen?” “Yes. Arch Vampires become like Lords. Lords becomes High Lords... It is as if they all gain a rank.” “So it would be like if you went hunting a lesser only to encounter an Arch.” “Indeed. However, there seem to be limits to this. I have yet to see any lessers that have been strengthened.” I explained that there were also some Lord and Arch Vampires who had not been strengthened. Even Goran, who had already heard all of this, listened intently with Danton. After I finished, Danton said, “I would like to fight them too.” “That will have to be after you are healed.” “Yes, you must leave it to us until then.” Goran said as he poured Danton another cup. “We’re still gathering more information. Even I don’t have anything to do.” “That’s true. Locke won’t be very useful until the fighting begins. So he must leave matters to us at the Adventurers guild.” “I will also do what I can to help.” “I’m comforted to hear that, Danton.” We drank long into the night. And Danton and Goran stayed the night at my mansion. When I woke up the next morning, Milka was already awake. She was running about and working. “Good morning, Milka.” “Ah, good morning Mister Locke! I’ll bring you your breakfast immediately!” “Thank you.” I entered the dining hall and saw that Danton and Shia and Nia were already there. “Oh, you three are up early.” “I heard from my father that you will allow me to apprentice for you. I am so very grateful!” “Is that what you want, Nia?” “Of course!” “Yes!” After that, Luchila and Lord Gerberga, as well as Grulf, came down and we all had breakfast. When we finished eating, Lord Gerberga approached me. “What is it? Lord Gerberga.” Lord Gerberga clucked and pecked at my hand. “Luchila. Is Lord Gerberga angry?” “No, I don’t think he’s angry. But he does seem discontented.” “But why?” “I think that Lord Gerberga wants you to talk to him less formally.” “Indeed? Is that true? Lord Gerberga.” “Cluck.” Lord Gerberga landed on my lap and pressed against me. “Yes, he doesn’t like it at all.” If Luchila said so, then it must be true. Perhaps he had observed that I didn’t talk like that with Danton anymore and it became unbearable. “Alright. We’ll be more friendly from now on, Lord Gerberga.” Lord Gerberga clucked with satisfaction.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 4, "inserted_lines_src": 2, "inserted_lines_trg": 2 }
あなたのソフトウェアであるLinuxは何百万というコンピュータの中にありインターネットのかなりの部分を動かしていますさらに実際に使われている Android端末が 15億台くらいあってその1台1台にもあなたのソフトウェアが入っていますこれはすごいことでその開発本部ともなればさぞ大層な施設なんだろうなと思っていたのでこの写真を見たときはびっくりしましたよこれがその — Linux 世界本部なんですよね? 大したものには見えませんよねこの写真の中で最も興味深く多くの人が反応する部分はあのトレッドミル・デスクです私の仕事場で一番興味深いものですが私はもう使っていませんこの2つは関連していると思います私の働き方として — 外的な刺激をなくしたいんです壁が薄緑色なのが分かるでしょう精神病院で壁に使っている色だと言われましたけど落ち着く色です刺激されることがありませんここにコンピュータ本体は写ってなくてディスプレイしかありませんが私が自分のコンピュータについて主に気にかけるのはそんなにパワフルでなくとも良く — それはそれでいいんですがまったく静音である必要があります Googleで働いている知人がいて彼らは自宅に小さなデータセンターを持っていたりしますが私はやりません私の仕事場はおよそ退屈なものです私はそこに独り静かに座っています猫が入ってくると私の膝にのります猫が喉を鳴らすのを聞くのはいいですがコンピュータのファンの音は聞きたくありません驚きですねそのような働き方をしながらこの巨大な技術の帝国とも呼ぶべきものを運営できるというのはオープンソースの持つ力の見事な証明と言えるでしょうどのようにしてオープンソースを理解するようになりそれがLinuxの開発に繋がったのでしょうか? 私は今も独りで仕事しています独り自宅で時にはバスローブ姿のままであの写真ではカメラマンが来たのでドレスアップしていますが — 私はいつもそんな風に働いてきました Linuxを始めたのもそうです Linuxは共同プロジェクトとして始めたわけではありません自分のためにやっていた ― 沢山のプロジェクトの 1つとして始めたものです欲しいものを作ろうとしてのことですがそれ以上にプログラミング自体を楽しんでいました道のりの最後の目的地には 25年経ってもまだたどり着いていませんが私は自分自身のためのプロジェクトを探していたのであってオープンソースというのは私の視野には入っていませんでしたそのうちに — プロジェクトが大きくなって人に見せたくなりましたそれは「ねぇ僕の作ったもの見てよ!」というのに近く当時は本当に大したものではありませんでした公開はしましたがその時点ではオープンソースではありませんでしたソースは公開していても現在のような改良していくためにオープンソース手法を取るという意図はありませんでしたそれはむしろ「半年これに取り組んできたんだけど意見を聞かせてほしい」というものでしたすると他の人たちが寄ってきましたヘルシンキ大学で当時は主に「フリーソフトウェア」と呼ばれていたオープンソースをやっている友人がいて彼が教えてくれましたオープンソースライセンスを使うといいよとそういうのが既にありましたから私はしばらく考えていました商業的な利害が出てくることを懸念していたんです始めようとする人の多くが抱く不安の1つは自分の成果を誰かに食い物にされるんじゃないかということです私はやることにしました「どうとでもなれ」とそうしたら — そうしたら誰かがソースコードに寄与してくれて「へえ面白いなこんなの予想してなかったこれで改良できるぞ」と当初の貢献はソースコードではなくむしろアイデアでした誰かが自分のプロジェクトを見てくれるというだけでも — 他のことでもそうだと思いますがプログラミングではなおさら自分のプログラムに誰かが興味を示しフィードバックやアイデアを返せるくらいにちゃんと見てもらえるなんて私にとっては大したことだったんです当時21歳でしたが既に人生の半分はプログラミングをしていましたそれ以前のプロジェクトは完全に個人的なもので自分のコードにコメントやフィードバックをもらえるというのは驚くようなことだったんですソースコードを受け取るようになる前にそういう私にとって大きな瞬間があって「人間っていいな」と思ったんですどうか誤解しないで私は決して人付き合いの良い人間なんかじゃありません人が本当に好きというわけではありません私はコンピュータが好きで人とのやり取りにはメールを使うのを好みます一種のクッションになってくれるのででも自分のプロジェクトにコメントし協力してくれる人は好きですそのおかげでずっと大きなものになったんです「この瞬間」というのはあったんですか? 成長していき軌道に乗り始めるのを目にして「待てよこれは素敵なコメントをもらえる個人プロジェクトというのに留まらずテクノロジーの世界全体で爆発的に発展するようなすごく大きなものになるかもしれないぞ」というないですね私にとって大きな変化はそれが巨大なものになったときではなく小さなものになったときでした独りでやっていたのが 10人とか100人という人が関わるようになった — それが私にとって大きな変化でしたそれ以外は徐々に起きたことで 100人から100万人というのは大したことではありませんでしたいや大したことかもしれませんがもし成果を売ろうと思っていたなら大したことでしょうしかし関心があるのがテクノロジーやプロジェクト自体であるならコミュニティができるというのが大きな部分でそれからコミュニティがゆっくり成長していきました何か特定の「すごい大成功だ!」と思う時点があったわけではありません結構長い時間がかかっているわけですし私が話した技術畑の人はみんな仕事の仕方を大きく変えたとあなたのことを高く評価していますそれにはLinuxばかりでなく Git というのもありますソフトウェア開発管理のためのシステムですそれに関してあなたの果たした役割を教えてください私たちの抱えていた問題はしばらくして現れ始めたことですが 10人とか100人という人がプロジェクトに取り組んでいるところから 1万人へと成長するというのは — 現在ではカーネルだけでも各リリースに千人が携わっていてそれが2、3ヶ月に1度あります多くのことをしない人もいますごく小さな変更をする人が沢山いるんですそのような規模の変更をどうやってまとめたものか ― それが長らく苦痛でしたソースコード管理だけのためのプロジェクトがいろいろあります CVSが最も一般的に使われていたものでしたが私は大嫌いで触るのも拒否し何か根本的に違う面白いやり方を試みましたがみんなは嫌がっていました協力したい人が何千人もいるのに私が一種のブレークポイントになりつっかえているというまずい状況でした何千人と一緒に作業できるほど私は伸縮自在ではなかったんです Gitは私にとって2番目の大プロジェクトですがそれはただ自分の最初の大プロジェクトを維持管理するために作ったんですそれが私の仕事の仕方なんですただ楽しみのためにプログラムを書くこともありますが私は役に立つプログラムを作りたいんですだから私のプロジェクトはどれも私自身が必要としていたものでしたつまりLinuxにせよGitにせよあまり多くの人と働かずに済むようにしたいというあなたの欲求から予期せず生まれた結果だったわけですねまったくもってそうですいやはや驚きですまったくあなたはテクノロジーを 1度ならず 2度まで変革したわけですがなぜそんなことが出来たのか知りたいですねいくつか手がかりをもらいましたが — これは子供時代のあなたの写真でルービックキューブをやっています 10歳か11歳の頃からプログラミングをしていたということでしたがあなたはコンピュータの天才というかオタクだったのか何でもできる学校の人気者だったのかどんな子供だったんですか? 典型的なオタクだったと思います当時は — 人付き合いの良い人間ではありませんでしたあれは弟ですが明らかに弟なんかよりルービックキューブに関心がありました妹の方はこの写真に写っていませんが親戚の集まりがあったときそんな大家族ではなく従兄弟が2人いたくらいですが妹が前もって私に心の準備をさせたものです部屋に入る前に「こういうわけだから・・・いい?」となにしろ私は技術馬鹿でコンピュータとか数学とか物理が好きでした得意でしたが飛び抜けていたとは思いません妹によると私の最も非凡な点は — 決して諦めないことだそうですそこをもう少し聞きましょう面白そうだ諦めないそれは技術の達人ということでも頭が良いということでもなく頑固ということなんでしょうか? 頑固でしょうねそれはつまり何かを始めたとき「もういいや何か他のイカしたものをやろう」とはならないんです私の人生の他の面でもそうです私はシリコンバレーに 7年住んでいてその間ずっとシリコンバレーの同じ会社で働いていますそんなの聞いたことがないシリコンバレーはそういう所ではありませんシリコンバレーの要点は人が職から職へと跳び回ってまぜこぜになることでしょうでも私はそういうタイプの人間ではないんですしかしLinuxの開発においてはその頑固さが他の人との摩擦を生じることもあったわけですねその点について伺いましょうあなたが作っているもののクオリティを維持するためにそれは不可欠なことなんでしょうか? あなたから見るとどういうことなんでしょう? 不可欠なのかは分かりません人付き合いの良い人間でないという話に戻りますが私は時々 — 何というか他人の感情に「ド近眼」になることがありそれで他の人を傷つけるようなことを言うこともありますその点を良いことだとは思っていません一方でもっと人に優しくすべきだと言ってくる人がいるので説明してやろうと思って君は人に優しいのかしらんけどもっと押しが強くなった方がいいよと言うとそれがイヤな奴と取られるんです私が言いたいのは人は違うということです私は人付き合いが良くなくその点良いこととは思っていませんがそれが私なんです私がオープンソースの本当に好きな点は異なる人々が一緒に働けるようにしてくれるということです互いを好きな必要はなく本当に互いに嫌っていることもありますとても激しく議論をすることもあります何しろそれは — 意見の違いを認め合ってさえなくただすごく違ったことに関心があるということですさっき自分の成果を食い物にする営利的な人々への怖れという話をしましたがすぐに分かったのはそういう商業的な人たちが実に感じの良い人たちだということです私がまったくやろうとも思わない様々なことをやり私とはまったく違う目的を持っています彼らがオープンソースを使おうとするやり方は気に入りませんでしたがオープンソースなので彼らはやることができて実はその組み合わせが見事に機能するんです同じ仕組みなんだと思いますそういう人たちも必要なんです人付き合いの上手い人たちコミュニケーター温かくてフレンドリーなこう — 本当に抱きしめて仲間に迎え入れてくれるような人々ですみんながそうではなく私は違います私は技術に関心がありユーザインタフェースに関心がある人もいます私は命が助かるためだろうとやれませんがもし無人島に取り残され島を抜け出せる唯一の方法が小綺麗なユーザインタフェースを作ることだとしたら私はそこでのたれ死ぬでしょう違う種類の人間がいるということです言い訳しようというのではなく説明しようとしているだけです先週話したときあなたの別な特質について触れていて私はそれをとても面白いと思ったんですがセンスと呼ばれるものです 2つ画像がありますがこちらのプログラムはあまりセンスが良くない例でこちらの方がセンスが良いのは一目で分かるのだとこの2つの違いは何なのでしょう? 皆さんの中でプログラミングしたことのある人はどれくらいいますか? こんなにいるんだ手を挙げた皆さんは単方向リストを作ったことがあるかと思いますこちらのあまりセンスの良くないやり方は初歩のプログラミングで教わるものですこのコードは別に理解できなくて構いませんここで最も興味深い点は最後の if 文です単方向リストで起きるのはここでは既存の要素を削除しようとしているんですが要素が最初か最初以外かで処理が異なるということです最初の要素の場合は先頭要素へのポインタを書き換えなければなりませんが中間要素の場合は手前の要素のポインタを書き換える必要がありますまったく異なる 2つのケースがあるわけですその点こちらの方が良いとこちらの方が良いです if 文がありませんなぜ if 文がないのか分からなくて構いませんが分かってほしいのは問題を違った見方をして書き換えることで特殊ケースを一般ケースに変えられることがあるということですそういうのが良いコードですこれはごく単純なプログラミング入門のコードで重要なものではありません細部は大事ですけど私が一緒に働きたいと思うような人の目印になるのは良いセンスを持っているということですこのつまらない例は小さすぎてあまり意味がありませんがセンスの良さというのはもっと大きなものですセンスが良いというのは大きなパターンを見て取って直感的に正しいやり方が分かるということですちょっと整理しましょうあなたには良いセンスがある — ソフトウェア界隈の人には意味を持つようなあなたは — この中にもわかる人はいるはずですよ! あなたはプログラマとして非常に聡明でどうしようもなく頑固だとでも他にも何かあるはずですあなたは未来を変えました未来についての大きなビジョンをお持ちなんだと思いますあなたはビジョナリーなんですよね? この2日間TEDにいて少し居心地が悪く感じていましたビジョンの話がたくさんされていますが私はビジョナリーではありません 5カ年計画なんて持っていません私はエンジニアです歩き回っては雲を見つめ星を見上げ「あそこに行きたいものだ」と言う人々と一緒にいるのはまったく問題ありませんでも私の方は地面を見ていて目の前にある穴をどうにかしたいと思っています落っこちる前に私はそういう人間なんです先週この2人について話を伺いましたが彼らは誰でどのようにお考えなんでしょう? このテスラ対エジソンというのはテクノロジー分野では言い古された感がありますがテスラはビジョンを持った科学者すごいアイデア・マンとして見られていてみんなテスラが大好きですその名を会社名にしている人たちもいますもう一方のエジソンはもっと凡俗で悪く言われることが多いですそして彼の最も有名な言葉というのがあの「天才とは1%のひらめきと99%の努力」です私はエジソンの側なんですみんなはあまり好きでないかもしれませんが 2人を比べたときテスラは近頃の人の心を掴んでいますが実際に世界を変えたのはどちらでしょう? エジソンはいい奴ではなかったかもしれませんいろいろやっていますそんなに知的でなくビジョナリーではないかもしれませんでも私はテスラよりはエジソンに近いと思います今回のTEDのテーマは大胆で野心的な大いなる「夢」ですがあなたはその反対ですね私は少し引き戻そうとしていますそりゃいい歓迎しますよ Googleやその他の企業はあなたのソフトウェアで何十億ドルも儲けていますそのことを不快に思いますか? ちっとも理由はいくつかあります私自身上手くやっていて別に問題ないというのがひとつ別の理由はもしオープンソースにして自由に使えるようにしていなければ Linuxが今のようになることはなかったということですそれによって苦手なことも経験することになりました人前で話すとかしかしこれも1つの経験だと思っています本当にだから私を幸せな人間にする沢山のことが起きていて自分は正しい選択をしたと思うわけですこれは最後の質問になりますがオープンソースの考えは現在の世界ですっかり実現されているのかそれとももっとやれることがあるのでしょうか? どちらとも言いかねますねオープンソースがプログラミングにおいてこうも上手く機能するのは結局のところプログラムは黒白つけられるものだからだと思いますこれは良いこれは良くないというのを判断できる適当な方法があることが多いのですプログラムは動くか動かないかのどちらかで議論の余地があまりありませんそれでも結構議論していますが他の領域でもオープン・ポリティクスなどについて議論されていますが同じ原理を他の領域にも適用できるとは言い難い場合があります黒か白かがグレーになるだけでなく他の色まで出てきます科学におけるオープンソースが復活しているようですはじめはオープン化していたのにやがて閉じたものになってしまい非常に高価な学術誌の問題なんかがあります arXivやオープンアクセス・ジャーナルのようなものによって科学分野でオープンソースが復活しつつありますウィキペディアもまた世界を変えました他にも例はあります間違いなくもっと出てくるでしょうしかし私は — あなたはビジョナリーではないので予想はあなたの役割ではないでしょう違いますとも! それをするのはあなた方でしょう? まったくリーナス・トーバルズ Linuxをありがとうインターネットをありがとう Androidをありがとう TEDに来てご自身のことをこんなにも話していただき感謝していますこちらこそ	Your software, Linux, is in millions of computers, it probably powers much of the Internet. And I think that there are, like, a billion and a half active Android devices out there. Your software is in every single one of them. It's kind of amazing. You must have some amazing software headquarters driving all this. That's what I thought -- and I was shocked when I saw a picture of it. I mean, this is -- this is the Linux world headquarters. Linus Torvalds: It really doesn't look like much. And I have to say, the most interesting part in this picture, that people mostly react to, is the walking desk. It is the most interesting part in my office and I'm not actually using it anymore. And I think the two things are related. The way I work is ... I want to not have external stimulation. You can kind of see, on the walls are this light green. I'm told that at mental institutions they use that on the walls. It's like a calming color, it's not something that really stimulates you. What you can't see is the computer here, you only see the screen, but the main thing I worry about in my computer is -- it doesn't have to be big and powerful, although I like that -- it really has to be completely silent. I know people who work for Google and they have their own small data center at home, and I don't do that. My office is the most boring office you'll ever see. And I sit there alone in the quiet. If the cat comes up, it sits in my lap. And I want to hear the cat purring, not the sound of the fans in the computer. CA: So this is astonishing, because working this way, you're able to run this vast technology empire -- it is an empire -- so that's an amazing testament to the power of open source. Tell us how you got to understand open source and how it lead to the development of Linux. LT: I mean, I still work alone. Really -- I work alone in my house, often in my bathrobe. When a photographer shows up, I dress up, so I have clothes on. And that's how I've always worked. I mean, this was how I started Linux, too. I did not start Linux as a collaborative project. I started it as one in a series of many projects partly because I needed the end result, but even more because I just enjoyed programming. So it was about the end of the journey, which, 25 years later, we still have not reached. But it was really about the fact that I was looking for a project on my own and there was no open source, really, on my radar at all. And what happened is ... the project grows and becomes something you want to show off to people. Really, this is more of a, "Wow, look at what I did!" And trust me -- it was not that great back then. I made it publicly available, and it wasn't even open source at that point. At that point it was source that was open, but there was no intention behind using the kind of open-source methodology that we think of today to improve it. It was more like, "Look, I've been working on this for half a year, I'd love to have comments." And other people approached me. At the University of Helsinki, it was called mainly "free software" back then -- and he actually introduced me to the notion that, hey, you can use these open-source licenses that had been around. And I thought about it for a while. I was actually worried about the whole commercial interests coming in. I mean, that's one of the worries I think most people who start out have, is that they worry about somebody taking advantage of their work, right? And I decided, "What the hell?" And -- CA: And then at some point, someone contributed some code that you thought, "Wow, that really is interesting, I would not have thought of that. This could actually improve this." LT: It didn't even start by people contributing code, it was more that people started contributing ideas. And just the fact that somebody else takes a look at your project -- and I'm sure it's true of other things, too, but it's definitely true in code -- is that somebody else takes an interest in your code, looks at it enough to actually give you feedback and give you ideas. That was a huge thing for me. I was 21 at the time, so I was young, but I had already programmed for half my life, basically. And every project before that had been completely personal and it was a revelation when people just started commenting, started giving feedback on your code. And even before they started giving code back, that was, I think, one of the big moments where I said, "I love other people!" Don't get me wrong -- I'm actually not a people person. I don't really love other people -- But I love computers, I love interacting with other people on email, because it kind of gives you that buffer. But I do love other people who comment and get involved in my project. And it made it so much more. CA: So was there a moment when you saw what was being built and it suddenly started taking off, and you thought, "Wait a sec, this actually could be something huge, not just a personal project that I'm getting nice feedback on, but a kind of explosive development in the whole technology world"? LT: Not really. I mean, the big point for me, really, was not when it was becoming huge, it was when it was becoming little. The big point for me was not being alone and having 10, maybe 100 people being involved -- that was a big point. Then everything else was very gradual. Going from 100 people to a million people is not a big deal -- to me. Well, I mean, maybe it is if you're -- If you want to sell your result then it's a huge deal -- don't get me wrong. But if you're interested in the technology and you're interested in the project, the big part was getting the community. Then the community grew gradually. And there's actually not a single point where I went like, "Wow, that just took off!" because it -- I mean -- it took a long time, relatively. CA: So all the technologists that I talk to really credit you with massively changing their work. And it's not just Linux, it's this thing called Git, which is this management system for software development. Tell us briefly about that and your role in that. LT: So one of the issues we had, and this took a while to start to appear, is when you ... When you grow from having 10 people or 100 people working on a project to having 10,000 people, which -- I mean, right now we're in the situation where just on the kernel, we have 1,000 people involved in every single release and that's every two months, roughly two or three months. Some of those people don't do a lot. There's a lot of people who make small, small changes. But to maintain this, the scale changes how you have to maintain it. And we went through a lot of pain. And there are whole projects that do only source-code maintenance. CVS is the one that used to be the most commonly used, and I hated CVS with a passion and refused to touch it and tried something else that was radical and interesting and everybody else hated. CA: where we had thousands of people who wanted to participate, but in many ways, I was the kind of break point, where I could not scale to the point where I could work with thousands of people. So Git is my second big project, which was only created for me to maintain my first big project. And this is literally how I work. I don't code for -- well, I do code for fun -- but I want to code for something meaningful so every single project I've ever done has been something I needed and -- CA: So really, both Linux and Git kind of arose almost as an unintended consequence of your desire not to have to work with too many people. LT: Absolutely. Yes. CA: That's amazing. LT: Yeah. And yet, you're the man who's transformed technology not just once but twice, and we have to try and understand why it is. You've given us some clues, but ... Here's a picture of you as a kid, with a Rubik's Cube. You mentioned that you've been programming since you were like 10 or 11, Were you this sort of computer genius, you know, übernerd, were you the star at school who could do everything? What were you like as a kid? LT: Yeah, I think I was the prototypical nerd. I mean, I was ... I was not a people person back then. That's my younger brother. I was clearly more interested in the Rubik's Cube My younger sister, who's not in the picture, when we had family meetings -- and it's not a huge family, but I have, like, a couple of cousins -- she would prep me beforehand. Like, before I stepped into the room she would say, "OK. That's so-and-so ..." Because I was not -- I was a geek. I was into computers, I was into math, I was into physics. I was good at that. I don't think I was particularly exceptional. Apparently, my sister said that my biggest exceptional quality was that I would not let go. CA: OK, so let's go there, because that's interesting. You would not let go. So that's not about being a geek and being smart, that's about being ... stubborn? LT: That's about being stubborn. That's about, like, just starting something and not saying, "OK, I'm done, let's do something else -- Look: shiny!" And I notice that in many other parts in my life, too. I lived in Silicon Valley for seven years. And I worked for the same company, in Silicon Valley, That is unheard of. That's not how Silicon Valley works. The whole point of Silicon Valley is that people jump between jobs to kind of mix up the pot. And that's not the kind of person I am. CA: But during the actual development of Linux itself, that stubbornness sometimes brought you in conflict with other people. Talk about that a bit. Was that essential to sort of maintain the quality of what was being built? How would you describe what happened? LT: I don't know if it's essential. Going back to the "I'm not a people person," -- sometimes I'm also ... shall we say, "myopic" when it comes to other people's feelings, and that sometimes makes you say things that hurt other people. And I'm not proud of that. But, at the same time, it's -- I get people who tell me that I should be nice. And then when I try to explain to them that maybe you're nice, maybe you should be more aggressive, they see that as me being not nice. What I'm trying to say is we are different. I'm not a people person; it's not something I'm particularly proud of, but it's part of me. And one of the things I really like about open source is it really allows different people to work together. We don't have to like each other -- and sometimes we really don't like each other. Really -- I mean, there are very, very heated arguments. But you can, actually, you can find things that -- you don't even agree to disagree, it's just that you're interested in really different things. And coming back to the point where I said earlier that I was afraid of commercial people taking advantage of your work, it turned out, and very quickly turned out, that those commercial people were lovely, lovely people. And they did all the things that I was not at all interested in doing, and they had completely different goals. And they used open source in ways that I just did not want to go. But because it was open source they could do it, and it actually works really beautifully together. And I actually think it works the same way. You need to have the people-people, the communicators, the warm and friendly people who like -- really want to hug you and get you into the community. But that's not everybody. And that's not me. I care about the technology. There are people who care about the UI. I can't do UI to save my life. I mean, if I was stranded on an island and the only way to get off that island was the make a pretty UI, I'd die there. So there's different kinds of people, and I'm not making excuses, I'm trying to explain. CA: Now, when we talked last week, you talked about some other trait that you have, which I found really interesting. It's this idea called taste. And I've just got a couple of images here. I think this is an example of not particularly good taste in code, and this one is better taste, which one can immediately see. What is the difference between these two? LT: So this is -- How many people here actually have coded? CA: Oh my goodness. LT: So I guarantee you, everybody who raised their hand, they have done what's called a singly-linked list. And it's taught -- This, the first not very good taste approach, is basically how it's taught to be done when you start out coding. And you don't have to understand the code. The most interesting part to me is the last if statement. Because what happens in a singly-linked list -- this is trying to remove an existing entry from a list -- and there's a difference between if it's the first entry or whether it's an entry in the middle. Because if it's the first entry, you have to change the pointer to the first entry. If it's in the middle, you have to change the pointer of a previous entry. So they're two completely different cases. CA: And that's better. LT: And this is better. It does not have the if statement. I don't want you understand why it doesn't have the if statement, but I want you to understand that sometimes you can see a problem in a different way and rewrite it so that a special case goes away and becomes the normal case. And that's good code. But this is simple code. This is CS 101. This is not important -- although, details are important. To me, the sign of people I really want to work with is that they have good taste, which is how ... I sent you this stupid example that is not relevant because it's too small. Good taste is much bigger than this. Good taste is about really seeing the big patterns and kind of instinctively knowing what's the right way to do things. CA: OK, so we're putting the pieces together here now. You have taste, in a way that's meaningful to software people. You're -- LT: I think it was meaningful to some people here. CA: You're a very smart computer coder, and you're hellish stubborn. But there must be something else. I mean, you've changed the future. You must have the ability of these grand visions of the future. You're a visionary, right? LT: I've actually felt slightly uncomfortable at TED for the last two days, because there's a lot of vision going on, right? And I am not a visionary. I do not have a five-year plan. I'm an engineer. who are walking around and just staring at the clouds and looking at the stars and saying, "I want to go there." But I'm looking at the ground, and I want to fix the pothole that's right in front of me before I fall in. This is the kind of person I am. CA: So you spoke to me last week about these two guys. Who are they and how do you relate to them? LT: Well, so this is kind of cliché in technology, the whole Tesla versus Edison, where Tesla is seen as the visionary scientist and crazy idea man. And people love Tesla. I mean, there are people who name their companies after him. The other person there is Edison, who is actually often vilified for being kind of pedestrian and is -- I mean, his most famous quote is, "Genius is one percent inspiration and 99 percent perspiration." And I'm in the Edison camp, even if people don't always like him. Because if you actually compare the two, Tesla has kind of this mind grab these days, but who actually changed the world? Edison may not have been a nice person, he did a lot of things -- he was maybe not so intellectual, not so visionary. But I think I'm more of an Edison than a Tesla. CA: So our theme at TED this week is dreams -- big, bold, audacious dreams. You're really the antidote to that. LT: I'm trying to dial it down a bit, yes. CA: That's good. We embrace you, we embrace you. Companies like Google and many others have made, arguably, like, billions of dollars out of your software. Does that piss you off? LT: No. No, it doesn't piss me off for several reasons. And one of them is, I'm doing fine. I'm really doing fine. But the other reason is -- I mean, without doing the whole open source and really letting go thing, Linux would never have been what it is. And it's brought experiences I don't really enjoy, public talking, but at the same time, this is an experience. Trust me. So there's a lot of things going on that make me a very happy man and thinking I did the right choices. CA: Is the open source idea -- this is, I think we'll end here -- is the open source idea fully realized now in the world, or is there more that it could go, are there more things that it could do? LT: So, I'm of two minds there. I think one reason open source works so well in code is that at the end of the day, code tends to be somewhat black and white. There's often a fairly good way to decide, this is done correctly and this is not done well. Code either works or it doesn't, which means that there's less room for arguments. And we have arguments despite this, right? In many other areas -- I mean, people have talked about open politics and things like that -- that, yes, you can apply the same principles in some other areas just because the black and white turns into not just gray, but different colors. So, obviously open source in science is making a comeback. Science was there first. But then science ended up being pretty closed, with very expensive journals and some of that going on. And open source is making a comeback in science, with things like arXiv and open journals. Wikipedia changed the world, too. So there are other examples, I'm sure there are more to come. CA: But you're not a visionary, and so it's not up to you to name them. LT: No. It's up to you guys to make them, right? CA: Exactly. Linus Torvalds, thank you for Linux, thank you for the Internet, thank you for all those Android phones. Thank you for coming here to TED and revealing so much of yourself. LT: Thank you.	{ "source": "iwslt2017", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
年も前の遺跡というべき小屋。だが不思議と腐食している気配は少ない。そこはやはり土の圧力に押され、半壊した状態になっている。だが屋根が地表に出ている事で雨を凌げたおかげか、これまた腐食は奇跡的に少なかった。「屋根が地上に出ており、周囲を土で封じられていたことで水分が染み込むのを避け、酸化が遅れているのだな。まさに奇跡的だ」内部の風景をアストが端的に解析する。「ああ。俺もおかげで助かってるよ」目指すは厨房。その更に下。つまり地下室だ。土が覆い被さって空気の流れを遮断した室内の、さらに隔絶された地下。実に隠し場所にもってこいの場所だ。もっとも、それに知られてしまったので、今後の使用は考えないといけないかもしれない。俺は内心そんな事を考えながら、床板に設置された上げ扉に手をかけ、地下室への階段を下ろうと思ったのだが...... 「ふんぬぅ......!」「うん、ワシ知ってた」案の定、俺の筋力では扉を持ち上げる事ができなかった。その光景をさも当然という風に、生温い目で見るマクスウェル。結局最後はアストに引っ張り開けてもらって、ようやく地下に降りる事になったのだ。ここは元炭焼きの小屋だったらしく、地下室の壁もきっちりと表面を焼いて腐食に備えていた。地下に降りると、そこには大量の金貨や宝石、そして武具に素材という価値の高いものが放置されていた。街までの利便性が悪い山中なので、食料などを貯蔵する意味でも地下を広めに作っていたのだろう。「ほほぅ、これはドラゴンの寝床もかくやと言わんばかりの絢爛さじゃの」「これはまた......溜め込んだモノだな。修繕費は高めに請求した方がいいか?」「やめてくれよ!?」俺の前世の富の集積場である。それを見てさっそく算盤を弾き始めた二人。実のところ、俺はライエルの庇護下にあるので、この財宝が無くても生活はできるのだが、前世の苦労の結果が消えてなくなると考えると、それはそれで物悲しいものがある。アストは俺の抗議を聞き流し、早速部屋の一角、邪竜の素材の元に足を運んでいた。マクスウェルは生前集めた武具に興味津々だ。「これが邪竜コルキスの皮か。なるほど、いい素材になりそうだ......ああ、マクスウェル。その魔剣の付与魔力は大したことないぞ」「そうなのですかな? そこそこの品に見えるのですが」「その程度なら、私の洞窟に陳列している物にも及ばない。欲しければひとつくらい贈呈してやろう」「それはありがたい!」「なんでマクスウェルには無料でやって、俺の修繕費は値上げするんだ?」しかしよく見ると、アストは皮の他に牙や鱗などにも手を伸ばしている。「おいおい、さすがにそれはやらんぞ? いくらなんでも価値があり過ぎる!」腐っても邪竜。その牙や鱗だけでも天文学的な価値が付く。「む、いや......その、希少素材なので、ついな。外装として皮をこの程度、それと内部の補強用にこっちの骨と牙を数本貰いたいのだが?」「骨と牙まで? 当初の予定とずいぶん違ってないか?」「いや、ここまでの素材を見ると、ついあれこれ細工したくなってな」「......まあ、懐に収めるんで無いなら別に構わない。でも、俺が使いやすいように作ってくれよ?」「任せろ。どのみち成長期なのだから、毎年のように微調整は必要になるだろう。使い勝手もその時に調整すればいい」こでおよそ三十センチ。それでも他の子供に比べれば、随分と小柄ではあるが。「そうなると、マクスウェルには毎回付き合ってもらわないといけなくなるな」「ラウムに住んでいるのだったか? ならば俺の方から足を向けてもいいぞ。出張費は頂くが」「微妙にケチ臭いな!?」あれだけの魔道具を作れる存在ならば、いくらでも儲ける当てはあるだろうに。もし市場にアストの品が流れれば、その名は一躍世間に轟く事になるだろう。だからこそ、奴は名を伏せ、この山で隠れ住んでいるのだろう。「くっくっく、この牙があれば近接戦用のフックを付けて......いや別途鉤爪付きのワイヤーフックを装着するか?」「頼むから、俺の使いやすいように......」「格闘戦用に手首側に爪を付けるのも悪くないな。服に引っ掛ければ簡単に相手を掴めるようになる」「だから......」「そもそも前回は重量と強度の関係でクラッシャブルゾーンとしてしか使えなかった装甲が、今回は立派な盾として使用できるようになるわけだし、強度を上げるか? しかしそうなると身体への衝撃が......では内部に衝撃干渉機構を――」「......もうダメだ」アストは両手に抱えた素材を見て、ヤバイ感じの視線で設計構想を垂れ流していた。俺の事はすでに眼中にないかもしれない。ここに来て、俺はようやく奴が隠遁している真の理由を悟った。「ああ、そうか。アストは......マッドだったんだな......」思考を形にせずにはいられない。使い手のことなど考えず、機能を詰め込むだけ詰め込んで、ピーキーな作品を作り上げる。そんな俺の独り言を、耳聡く聞きつけ、アストが反論して来る。「失礼な事を言うな。隠遁生活が長いと、そんな趣味に走るしか暇をつぶせんのだ。他にはたまに戻ってくる嫁とイチャコラするくらいで」「なんだ、嫁に逃げられているのか」「――あ?」俺の不用意な一言で、アストの目が剣呑に細められる。そしてニタリと邪悪な笑みを浮かべた。「そう言えばレイド。今のお前は嫁によく似た外見をしているな?」わざとだろうが、好色そうな笑みを浮かべて俺にそう告げてくる。「そういう冗談は、頼むからやめてくれ! マッドって言ったのは謝るから!?」「わかればいい」あっさりと笑顔を引っ込めて、アストはいつもの無表情に戻った。やはり俺は、心までは女になっていないのだと確信した瞬間であった。	This was a hut that could be called a -year-old historic ruin. Surprisingly enough, it had no signs of corrosion despite that. Perhaps one reason was that the wood it was made of was properly fire-hardened and improved to defend against corrosion. We descended indoors that was miraculously still in one piece, and descended to the first floor. That floor was somewhat destroyed, having lost to the pressure of the surrounding earth. But even there, there was miraculously low corrosion, perhaps due to having a roof above that defended from the rain. “Due to the roof being above ground and the surroundings covered by earth, the water didn’t get close and it avoided oxidation. Quite miraculous indeed.” Aste frankly analyzed the inside scenery. As expected of a master craftsman, he was able to easily see through it. “Yeah, that fact’s been a lifesaver for me too.” We needed to head to the kitchen, and then down. In other words, to the basement. It was the most airflow-isolated part in an already isolated house. It was exactly what you’d wish from a place to hide things. However, these two got to know about it, I might have to rethink its use for the future. While I was thinking about that, I reached out towards the liftable door installed on the kitchen floor, trying to open the path to the stairs that lead downwards, however... “Hnnnn...!” “I knew this would happen.” As expected, my strength wasn’t enough to lift up the door. Maxwell looked at the situation with lukewarm eyes, as if he never even doubted that this would happen. In the end, I had Aste open it for me, after which we safely managed to get downstairs. Apparently, this place was originally for charcoal burning, so even the basement had fire-hardened walls prepared against erosion. Thanks to that, I was able to use it as my hidden room. As we headed down, there were a lot of valuable things just left there, from gold coins to gems, and even weapons and materials. Since this place was in a mountain where getting to the city proved quite inconvenient, it was probably built to preserve food and such. It was quite a large underground space. “Oho? Now, this is what I would call the den of a Dragon.” “Indeed... Quite a lot of things you got here, eh? Maybe I should raise my repair fees?” “Please don’t!” This was the place where I accumulated the riches from my past life. The moment these two saw them, they instantly started working their abacuses. Though in reality, I was currently under Lyell’s care, so I could live even without these treasures, but the thought of seeing the fruit of my past hardships disappear just like that made me sad. Aste ignored my complaint and quickly made his way towards the corner where the Evil Dragon’s materials were kept. Maxwell, on the other hand, was absorbed in inspecting the weapons that I had gathered during my lifetime. “So this is the Evil Dragon Colchis’ skin. I see, this should work well... Oh, Maxwell. The magic power bestowed on that sword isn’t that good.” “Really? It looks quite good to my eyes.” “Something like that can’t even match up to the items I have displayed in the cave. If you want, I can give you one.” “That would be great!” “Hey, why are you giving him a freebie while you’re raising my repair fees!” I whined at the unfair favoritism between us. Looking closely, Aste was reaching out to not just the skin, but even fangs and scales. “Hey, now, I’m not about to give those, okay? They are far too valuable to just hand over!” No matter what, it was an Evil Dragon. Just its scales and fangs would sell for astronomical prices. Giving them as repair expenses for repairing my gauntlets, with my own materials at that, was just too one-sided. “Uh, no... I just saw some rare materials so my hand moved by itself. I would need about this much skin for the exterior, and some of these bones and fangs for strengthening the interior. Do you mind?” “Even the bones and fangs? That’s not what you initially said, is it?” “Well, yes, but seeing so many materials before me, I wanted to put in some more work.” “...Oh well, as long as you aren’t going to pocket them, fine. But make sure I can use it well, okay?” “Leave it to me. Since you are in your growth period, you’d need to come every year to make minor adjustments, anyway. We can take our time finetuning it during that time.” As Aste said, I was growing taller quite fast. It’s been about cm in the past three years. I was still on the smaller side compared to the other kids, however. “That means I have to have Maxwell take me here every year, huh?” “You said you live in Raum, right? I can come to visit you if you want. Travel expenses would be on you, though.” “You know you are awfully stingy, aren’t you!” He could make such amazing magic tools, so he should be able to make as much money as he wants. Still, abstaining from having his goods circulate in the market is what allowed him to remain as a hidden blacksmith. If his items showed up on the market, his name would spread throughout the world in a flash. When that happened, he would no longer be able to live a reclusive life on this mountain. Customers would incessantly flood him, and he would have to work without a break. He is probably fed up with such a lifestyle. That’s why he lives on this mountain while hiding his name. “Hehehe... If I have these fangs, I can turn them into a close combat hook and... No, maybe I should instead equip a wire hook with a separate claw?” “Please, make sure it’s usable for me...” “Attaching claws on the wrist part for hand-to-hand combat doesn’t sound bad either. Hooking onto the opponent’s clothes would allow you to catch them easily.” “As I said...” “Actually, the armor that I could only use as a crumple zone previously due to the relation of mass and strength can be turned into a fine shield now, so maybe I should raise its strength? But if I do that, the shock transmitted to the body would be... Then what if I add a shock resisting mechanism inside and...” “...He’s not even listening anymore.” Aste was looking at the items in his hands with a dangerous light in his eyes, devising new ideas again and again. He probably forgot about my existence, even. After all this time, I finally realized the true reason why he retired. “Ah, I see. He was just mad...” Unable to keep their ideas as ideas. Not caring about the user, and just wanting to cram as many functions as they could and make items full of ups and downs. They were eccentric people that found joy in those actions. Aste seemed to have heard my mutter and retorted. “Don’t be so rude. When you live a reclusive life, you have no choice but to kill your boredom through your hobbies. That or, flirt with my wife whenever she comes home.” “Oh, so your wife is running away from you?” “Haah?” My careless comment made his eyes turn into a sharp glare. And then, his expression changed into an evil smirk. “Now that I look at you, Reid. You look quite similar to my wife now, you know?” Perhaps intentionally, he said those with a lascivious smile. That smile made goosebumps run all over my body. “Please, save me from such jokes! I’m sorry for calling you mad, okay!?” “As long as you understand.” His smile quickly faded and he returned back to being expressionless. That moment made me fully realize that I was still a man in my heart.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 0, "inserted_lines_src": 13, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
遥先輩とアキバの探索をしていたら気付けばもう夕方、もう少しでホテルに戻らないといけない時間になってきた。「先輩、もう結構いい時間ですけど、夜ご飯はどうする予定なんですか?」「わたしはホテルの方で夕食が出るけど食べに行っても大丈夫だよ。言ってもバイキング形式だから。」「それだったらどこか食べに行って帰りますか?」「それだったらこの近くに美味しいって有名な牛かつのお店があるらしいですよ!」「牛かつ、実は食べたことないんだよねわたし。」「僕もです。」「じゃあ物は試しって言うし、優希くん、行ってみようか!」僕達は駅から近い場所にある牛かつの専門店へ向かって歩きはじめた。少し歩くとそのお店が見えてきた。少し待ちがあるようなので僕たちはその列に並び順番が来るのを待った。「ねぇ優希くん、今日は楽しかった?」「楽しかったですよ!特に猫カフェ・・・最高でしたね・・・」「そっか、よかった。でも確かに猫カフェ良かったよね!また行きたいね!」「はいっ!また行きたいです!」お互い猫カフェを思い出して柔らかい雰囲気になる。「(なんだあの2人尊すぎか?)」「(あのもう1人が女の子なのか男の子なのかそれが問題だ。)」「(どっちでも尊さは変わらないんだよなぁ)」周りが少し騒がしいなと思っていると僕たちに順番が回ってきた。店内へ入り、待っている間にメニューを確認していた僕たちは店員さんにすぐ注文をした。「わたしは牛かつととろろ麦飯のセットでお願いします。」「はい、麦飯ととろろ麦飯のセットですね、出来上がるまで少しお時間かかりますのでお待ち下さい。」「「お願いします。」」店員さんが厨房へと向かい僕たちは手持ち無沙汰になったと思えば先輩が僕に話しかけてきた。「ねぇ優希くん。」「優希くんっていつ名古屋に帰っちゃうの?」「明後日の朝に帰ると思いますよ?」「そっか、やっぱり登校日?」「ですね、登校日です。」「そうなんですよぉ・・・暑い中登校させられたと思ったら体育館の中の空気も暑いしで最悪です・・・」そんな他愛もない話をしていると注文していた牛かつが来た。店員さんが言っているよりも早く来て、注文してからものの数分といった所。「妙に早いですね?」そう2人で言っていると店員さんから説明があった。「うちの店のかつは中が生の状態で提供しているのでそこにあるプレートで好きなだけ加熱してお楽しみください。味付けについている調味料をお使いくださいね。」「なるほど、加熱するんですね!ありがとうございます!」「なるほど、そうやって食べるんだ・・・どうもありがとうございます。」店員さんはそう言うと立ち去っていった。僕達は牛かつを焼きながら美味しく頂いた。意外にも麦飯がふわっとしていて食べやすかった。「「ご馳走さまでした。」」そして食べ終わった僕達はお会計を済ませて駅へ向かった。「今日はありがとう。凄く楽しかったよ。」「僕も楽しかったですよ!こちらこそありがとうございます!」「ふふっ、またこうやって遊びに行ける日が来るといいな。」「暇な時は声かけてください!僕が行ける時なら付き合いますよ?」「ほんと!?それは嬉しいな。まぁあんまり暇が無いからそこが困り物かな。」「ははは・・・先輩大変そうですもんね。」「売れっ子なのは嬉しいけど学生の大切な時間を使っちゃってる感もするんだよね。」「そこはよく分からないですけど、そういう考え方もあるんですね・・・ってあれ?僕も普通じゃない?」「確かに優希くんも普通の人、とは言えないかもね?」「むぅ・・・でも楽しいからいいです。」「そっか、楽しいんだねVtuberやってるの。」「僕は楽しいですよ!僕の行動一つに色々な反応が返って来るのは嬉しいです。」「わたしも似たようなものかも。」「そうなんですか?」「今日お昼過ぎに優希くんが女の人に絡まれてたでしょ?あの時わたしを見たあの人みたいな反応から、撮影現場で声をかけてくれるわたしのファンの子とか。活動する場所は違っても根本的な部分は同じなのかも。」「確かに、似て非なるものでも、根本にあるファンがいるからこそって言うのは同じかもしれないですね。」「そうだね、お互い頑張ろっか。」「はい!」「わたしは観に行ける時は観に行くから、また可愛いところ一杯見せてね!」「うぅ、恥ずかしいですけど頑張ります!」「それじゃわたしはあっちの電車だから。」改札を通った2人はそれぞれの方面を指差してそう言った。「またね、優希くん。」「「おやすみなさい。」」 2人はそれぞれの方面の電車に乗り、ホテルへ帰っていった。	The day seemed to fly by as Haruka-senpai and I explored Akihabara. Evening was setting in, and we had to start thinking about returning to the hotel. “Senpai, it’s starting to get late. Do you have any plans for dinner?” “The hotel provides dinner, but we could go out instead. It’s just a buffet.” “So, would you like to grab something to eat before we head back?” “There’s a famous beef katsu place nearby that I’ve heard is really good!” “I’ve never actually tried beef katsu before.” “Me neither.” “Well, trying something new never hurt. Shall we go, Yuki-kun?” “Absolutely!” And with that, we headed for the beef katsu restaurant near the train station. A short walk later, the restaurant was in sight. There was a bit of a line, so we queued up and patiently waited our turn. “Did you enjoy yourself today, Yuki-kun?” “I did! I especially loved the cat café... That was the best...” “I’m happy to hear that. The cat café was certainly a highlight! I’d love to visit again.” “Me too! I wanna go back!” We chatted fondly about our day at the cat café, reminiscing and laughing. “(What’s with those two...? They look so wholesome together.)” “(The question is whether the other one is a boy or a girl.)” “(Regardless, they’re still incredibly endearing.)” I could hear whispers around us as it was finally our turn to order. Upon entering the restaurant, we promptly chose our meals from the menu. “I’ll have the beef katsu with barley rice set, please.” “A beef katsu and barley rice set, and one with yam. It may take a bit, so kindly wait.” “THANK YOU.” The server retreated to the kitchen, leaving us in anticipatory silence. As I contemplated what to say next, Senpai broke the quiet. “When are you heading back to Nagoya?” “I think I’ll be leaving the morning after next.” “I see. School?” “Yup. I have classes that day.” “You can say that again... Going to school in this heat... The gym feels like a sauna... It’s unbearable...” “Right? It’s so hot in the summer. We should just take the whole season off.” While we chatted, our beef katsu arrived at our table. It was quicker than the server had suggested, just a few minutes after we’d placed our orders. “That was faster than expected, wasn’t it?” As we were discussing this, the server provided some instructions. “Please note that the katsu is served raw, so you can cook it to your liking on the plate provided. We’ve provided some seasoning for you to use as well.” “ That’s interesting, so we get to cook it ourselves! Thank you!” “That’s a unique way to serve it... Thank you very much.” “Enjoy your meal.” With that, the server excused himself. We enjoyed our meal, cooking the beef katsu to our liking. The barley rice was surprisingly light and fluffy. I discovered that the beef katsu paired best with wasabi soy sauce. Once we finished eating, we paid the bill and made our way to the station. “Yuki-kun.” “I want to thank you for today. I had a lot of fun.” “I had a great time too! Thank you, Senpai!” “I hope we can have more days like this in the future.” “Invite me anytime you’re free! If I’m available, I’ll join you.” “Really?! That makes me so happy. Though, I’m often quite busy, so scheduling could be a challenge.” “Hahaha... It sounds like you have your hands full, Senpai.” “Being popular is great, but I feel like it’s taking away from my time as a student.” “I never really thought about it that way... but you’re right... I guess I’m not exactly ‘normal’ either, am I?” “I don’t think anyone would call you ‘normal,’ Yuki-kun.” “Hmm... but I enjoy it, so I don’t mind.” “I’m glad you enjoy being a VTuber.” “I do! Seeing all the different reactions to my streams is rewarding.” “I might feel the same way.” “Really?” “Remember the woman who was bothering you this afternoon? Seeing how people like her and my fans at filming locations react to me... I think we’re both in similar situations, even if the context is different.” “You’re right. The setting might be different, but the essence of it is the same. After all, we both have fans.” “Let’s both do our best, okay?” “I’ll tune into your streams when I can, so keep doing cute things!” “That’s... a bit embarrassing, but I’ll give it my best shot!” “Great! Now, I need to catch that train.” We point in our respective directions after passing through the ticket gates. “Goodbye, Yuki-kun.” “GOODNIGHT.” We board our respective trains, heading back to our accommodations.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 7, "inserted_lines_src": 10, "inserted_lines_trg": 7 }
フォックスはメキシコの古いタブーを破る覚悟があると示したが、ブッシュ政権はいまだそれに応じたことがない。これは残念である。フォックスは永遠にいるわけではないからだ。	Fox has said that he is willing to break with old Mexican taboos, but the Bush administration has never taken him up on it. That is unfortunate, because Fox will not be around forever.	{ "source": "news_commentary", "missed_lines": null, "inserted_lines_src": null, "inserted_lines_trg": null }
セディム近くの街道上に転移し、夜道を歩く。ジーズ連邦の首都セディムはマタラ合従国との海上貿易で栄えた街であり、港が近い。だが立地上、港町というほどではなく、むしろ崖の上の少し内地に街があると言っていい。男たちの案内でセディムのそばまで寄った後、唐突に向きを変え、切り立った崖の上に向かっていく。その進行方向には屋敷存在しているのが、遠目から見えた。「あそこか?」「あ、ああ」だけじゃねえ、今日は商人の奴も戻ってきているから、警戒は厳しいはずだ」「正面から忍び込むのは、さすがに無理があるか」見張りの目に届かない距離まで近づき、そこで俺は男たちに屋敷の見取り図を聞き取りながら計画を立てる。屋敷は切り立った崖というか、むしろ岬のような立地に立っているため、正面以外は海に囲まれている。そして正面は街道が通っており、見通しがいい。幻覚の指輪があるならともかく、今の状態では忍び込むのは難しそうだ。「そういえばお前らの名前は? 俺はニコル」「俺......? さっきはわたしって......」「人前では取り繕っているんだよ」「そうなのか、いや、俺の名前はアーガスだ」「俺はバウマンだ。今日からよろしく頼む」「ああ、よろしく。っていうか、俺はマクスウェルの手下じゃないからな?」なんとなく同僚に向けるような親しみを感じたので、一応釘を刺しておく。「街道のこっち側なら、ここの植え込みが邪魔になって近付けるんじゃないか?」「いや、そっちは途中までしか視界が塞がってないんだ。その先が無理」「見張りは何人いるんだ?」「中には奴隷商とクレインの旦那、それにお頭と部下の予定だったはず」「全部で十一人か、多いな。ならいっそ崖を登ってみるか。崖の高さはどれくらいだ?」今の俺には新しい、いや三十メートルくらいはあるぞ」「結構高いんだな」「それに風も強くて、波も激しく打ち付けている。ここいらは海流が荒いから、下手をしたら登ってる最中に波にさらわれてしまう可能性もある」「大体そのためには、一旦崖を下りないといけないからな。現実的じゃない」「むぅ......面倒な」さすがに非合法の奴隷を扱っている商人が拠点に使っているだけあり、妙に警戒が厳しい。「マクスウェル、いい手があるのか?」「飛べばよかろうなのじゃ」「......ああ、その手が......」の魔法がある。それを使えば、警戒網の上から飛び込んでいくことができるじゃないか。「そうなると屋根からの侵入になるな。都合のいいことに今日は雲が出ている」これが晴れていれば、月明かりで俺の影が浮き上がってしまうため、上空からの侵入は厳しくなっただろう。「とりあえず屋根の上まではワシも一緒に行く。いざというときにワシと合流すれば逃げることもできるじゃろ」「確かに屋根の上ならば、見つかりにくいし、帰りも飛んで帰らないといけない可能性もあるか」「屋敷の中はまず転移阻害されておると思っていい。じゃから、逃げるときは屋根の上まで来てくれ」「承知した」流れる雲を背に、月光を避けるようにして屋敷に近付いていく。そのまま、屋根の上に静かに舞い降り、周囲を警戒する。すぐ下のバルコニーには一人の見張りが存在していた。マクスウェルも一つ頷き、懐から鳩を取り出した。鳩は俺の肩に移動して大人しく動きを止める。俺もその意図を察して頷き返し、屋根の端に移動する。そこで俺は腰のケースから短剣を抜き、その反射を利用して屋根の下を窺う。鏡も持っているのだが、光を反射しすぎると発見される危険性もある。この振動の能力を持つ短剣は、適度に光を反射してくれるので、鏡の代わりに使えた。バルコニーの奥は広めの部屋になっており、そこに人影は存在しない。ならばこいつだけを静かに始末すれば、侵入を疑われることはない。俺はさっそく屋根から糸を飛ばし、見張りの首にかける。そして筋力を強化してから、全力で引っ張り上げた。前世ならば屋根の縁に糸をひっかけて飛び降りれば、吊るし上げることができたのだが、今の俺は体重があまりにも軽すぎる。石でも背負わない限り、男を吊り上げることは不可能だ。だが筋力を強化し、力任せで引き上げれば絞め殺すことも可能。「ん? ぐっ、がはっ!?」男はくぐもった声しか上げることができず、首に食い込んだ糸を外そうと足掻く。これがいつものピアノ線だったら、それで切られていたかもしれない。しかし今はミスリルを加工した糸で釣り上げている。やがて男の足は床を離れ、もがく動きも止まる。血の混じった泡を吹き始めたのを見て、俺は糸を外した。俺はすぐさま男のそばに飛び降り、念のため首筋に短剣を突き立て、とどめを刺しておく。「いいぞ、降りてこい」「相変わらずの手際じゃな。恐ろしや、恐ろしや」その動作に年齢は感じさせない。この爺さんもつくづく得体が知れない。「マクスウェルはここで待っていてくれ。この先は俺一人で充分だ。っていうか、隠密の邪魔」「そうか? まあ使い魔から状況は確認させてもらうが」「かまわない。状況によってはそのまま合流せずに逃げることになるから」「了解じゃ。武運を」「任せておけ」俺はマクスウェルにそう返し、部屋の扉を開いて廊下に出たのだった。	We teleported to the nearby highway to Sedim and made a night journey from there. Geeze Union’s capital, Sedim prospered through its sea trade with Matara Alliance, so it had a harbor nearby. But given the position, it wasn’t something on the level of a harbor-city, but rather a small town a bit inland on top of a cliff. Cargo was transported to that harbor from Sedim, after which it proceeded towards Matara through the sea course. After we arrived near Sedim guided by the men, we suddenly changed direction and instead headed towards the top of a steep cliff. Even from afar, you could see a mansion in that direction. “Is that it?” “Y-Yeah.” “It’s not just Klein and our leader, this time even the slave trader is there so they are far too vigilant.” “So I suppose it would be pretty reckless to try sneaking in from the front.” After we approached up to where the guards wouldn’t notice us, I asked the men to draw me a rough sketch and started making my plans. The mansion stood on a steep cliff, or rather, it was more or less a small peninsula, so except the front all three other sides were surrounded with water. As for the front, it was right next to the highway so there was an unobstructed view. It would be one thing if I had my illusion ring, but the way I am, sneaking in would be very hard. “Actually, what are your names again? I’m Nicole by the way.” “Huh...? Weren’t you more girly earlier...” “I’m just keeping up appearances with other people.” “Is that so... Well, I’m Argus.” “I’m Bauman. Look forward to working with you.” “Ah, yeah. But I’m not Maxwell’s underling, okay?” I felt like they were treating me like their coworker, so I warned them just in case. I sketched on the ground with the dagger, planning my way inside. “If it’s from this side of the highway, maybe these plants can block the view and allow me to approach?” “No, that only obstructs it up to midway, so it’s impossible to advance anymore.” “How many guards are there?” “There should be the slave trader and master Klein inside, as well as our leader and eight other subordinates.” “So eleven in total, huh? That’s quite a lot. I suppose it’s better to climb the cliff instead. How high is it?” I have new gauntlets now. It would be easy to climb a cliff with them. “It’s about twenty, no, thirty meters.” “Quite tall.” “Also, there are strong winds, and waves come crashing hard, too. The sea currents are wild here, so if you are unlucky, you might get swept by a wave during the climb.” “In the first place, you have to go all the way down there before you start climbing. It’s not very realistic.” “Ugh... What a pain.” It was quite a cautious location, probably expected of someone who traded illegal slaves. That said, the only means left to me was to climb the cliffside. “Maxwell, you have a better idea?” “Why not simply fly up there?” “...Ah, that...” Maxwell had Flight magic. If we used that, we could dive through their vigilance net from above. “In that case, going in from the rooftop it is. Fortunately, it’s cloudy tonight.” If it was a clear night, the moonlight would have revealed my shadow and made an aerial intrusion hard. But with clouds up there, there was nothing to cast my shadow, so being in all-black now I would be quite hard to spot. “For now, I shall follow you until we are above the roof. That way, you can come to me and we will escape together during a critical moment.” “True, it’s hard to spot you up there, plus I would need you to fly me back anyway.” “Assume that the teleportation is obstructed within the mansion, so when you need to escape, come to the rooftop.” “Got it.” We ordered the two men to stand by, and then Maxwell used Flight to take us in the air. We headed towards the rooftop while making sure the clouds were above us and avoided the moonlight. Just like that, we silently landed on the rooftop and checked the surroundings. There was one guard on the balcony right below. I put a finger on my lips and signed at Maxwell to be quiet. He nodded and took out a pigeon from his chest pocket. It quietly flew to my shoulder and sat still. I suppose he wanted me to take it with me. I nodded back after understanding his intention and moved to the edge of the roof. There was one guard right under me on the balcony. If I made a sound, he would instantly realize I was here. I took out the dagger from the case and used its reflection to peep below. I had a mirror with me, but it could reflect too much light and get me exposed. This oscillating dagger reflected enough light, so it was good enough to use instead of a mirror. The room inside the balcony was wide, but there were no signs of anyone there. It seemed like this man was the only guard here. As long as I dealt with him quietly, I would be able to slip in undetected. I quickly sent my thread down, and around his neck. And then I used my muscle strengthening and pulled him up with all I had. If it was the former me, I could’ve just hung the thread on the edge and jumped down, lifting him up in the process, but I was far too light to do that now. Unless I shouldered a rock or something, I would not be able to lift him. With the muscle strengthening, however, I could forcefully lift him up and strangle him to death. “Hmm? Gh...Khah!?” The man could only let out a muffled voice, desperately trying to remove the thread from his neck. Seeing how he immediately pulled out a knife to cut the thread told me that he was quite well trained. If this was a normal piano wire, he might have been able to cut it. But now, he was being lifted with threads made of processed Mythril. Some average dagger would not be able to cut it. Before long, his legs left the ground and he stopped moving. After seeing blood foaming from his mouth, I finally released the thread. He limply fell down and collapsed on his face, never making another movement. I jumped down next to him and stabbed the dagger into his neck as a finisher, just in case. “Okay, you can come down now.” “A skillful performance as always. How dreadful, oh how dreadful.” He silently jumped down while making jokes. His movements didn’t look suitable for his age. He was quite a big mystery, this old man. “You wait here. I’ll be fine alone from here on. Or rather, you’d get in the way of my Stealth.” “Is that so? Well, let me still confirm the situation through my familiar.” “Fine. Depending on the situation, I may have to make an escape without joining up with you.” “Understood. I wish you luck.” “Leave it to me.” Saying as such, I opened the door and headed into the hallway.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 1, "inserted_lines_src": 19, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }
真祖に向かって鋭い斬撃を振るっていたエリックが言う。「もう会話はよいか? ロック」「ああ、いいぞ。真祖を殺せば、計画の進行も上手くいかなくなるだろう」俺がそう言った瞬間、エリックとゴランの動きが目に見えて変わる。斬撃も身体の動きも、格段に速くなった。俺はそれに気付い後ろに下がる。魔力の流れの詳細を把握するためだエリックの聖剣とゴランの魔法の剣で斬り刻まれて、真祖は悲鳴を上げた。だが血は一滴も出ていない。慌てた様子のヴァンパイアロードが真祖を助けようとかけよろうとする。「そうはさせないわ!」「よそ見とは余裕でありますね!」ロードの意識が真祖に向いた隙をセルリスとシアは見逃さない。ガルヴも果敢にロードに噛みつき攻撃する。「ガゥウガゥウウウガウ!」ガルヴの牙はヴァンパイアに特効がある。ロードは大きな傷を負って、動きが止まる。そこをシアが首をはねた。「ガルヴやるでありますね!」「ガウ!」「コケッコッコオオオオ!」定期的にゲルベルガさまが鳴く。そして、ロードが変化しようとしかける兆候を見逃さず鳴いて、灰に変えていく。ロードたちは霧やコウモリになって逃亡を図ろうとしているだけではない。最初の二十匹だけでなく、コウモリの状態で真祖の救援に駆けつけようと外から駆けつけたロードもいた。それらが全て、一撃で灰になる。「さすがゲルベルガさま。心強い」ゲルベルガさまのおかげで、真祖を助けようとしたロードたちは目的を達せず灰になっていった。敵の作戦における機動力を、ゲルベルガさまだけで完全に殺していた。加えて、真祖が呼び寄せているのか霧が周囲から押し寄せてきていたが、それもすべて消滅させている。真祖の立てた作戦の大半を封じている。「鶏風情が! 我らの高尚な作戦を邪魔しおって」真祖が吐き捨てるように叫ぶ。「鶏じゃない。神鶏さまだ」ゲルベルガさまだけじゃなく、シアもセルリスもガルヴも連携も見事で非常に心強い。ロードが真祖に加勢するのを完全に防いでいる。おかげでエリックとゴランは真祖に集中できていた。「コウモリ野郎。昨日より大分弱くなってねーか?」「どのようなカラクリがあるのかは知らぬが、不死身の存在などいるわけがあるまいよ」エリックの言うとおり、昨日死んだはずの真祖がこの場に現れたのは何か仕掛けがあるのだ。昨日、真祖は霧に変化しようとしたが、俺がドレインタッチと魔神王の剣で魔素を吸い尽くして殺した。確かに殺したのだ。手応えがあった。勘違いだと思いにくい。なんのデメリットもなく復活できるはずがない。そして大量のアークを使い捨てにして実行に移した今回の作戦。真祖は明らかに焦っている。「お前。もう死んでいるんだろう?」真祖の身体はエリックとゴランによって、数十のかけらにバラバラにされている。そして真祖の頭は床を転がり、俺の方へと転がってきた。しゃがみこんで俺は、真祖の頭を手に取る。「俺の得意な魔法に真祖は頭だけで俺をにらむ。その後ろでは真祖の身体が再び元通りに組み上がっていく。「だが、それがわかったところでお前らに対策があるのか?」首だけの真祖がにやりと笑う。「昨日倒したお前によく似ている。よくぞここまで精巧な人形を用意したものだ」真祖は少しだけ弱いだけで、まるで本物だった。「人形ならば外からの魔力供給を絶てばいい」真祖の身体は魔法で無理矢理操っている状態だ。身体を斬り刻んでようが、魔法がきれるまで何度も動き出すだろう。俺は真祖の頭にドレインタッチを発動させる。「間抜けめ! 我がその技への対策をしていないとでも――」真祖が勝ち誇る中、俺は魔法陣を魔神王の剣で切り裂いた。すると真祖の身体がバラバラになって地面に転がる。ドレインタッチは強制的に魔力を吸い取る魔法。身体の一部にかければ、魔法的につながっている他の部位の方の魔力も吸い取ることが出来る。それを利用して昨日は倒した。だが、今日の真祖の状況は昨日とは違う。真祖はすでに死んでいるのだ。その身体を動かしているのは外部の魔法機構。俺はドレインタッチを魔力の流れを把握して外部魔法機構の位置をあぶり出すために使ったのだ。魔力の流れは、真祖のいる位置の地下。魔法陣の下層の方から流れ込んできていた。魔神王の剣で魔法陣を斬り裂くことで、魔力の流れをぶったぎったのだ。	While unleashing his sharp slash attacks at the true ancestor, Eric said, “Are you finished talking, Locke?” “Aye, I am. If we kill the true ancestor, their plan will no longer move so smoothly.” As soon as I said this, Eric and Goran’s movements changed visibly. Their attacks and their body movements were several levels faster. After noticing this, I took a step back. This was so I could clearly grasp the flow of magic energy. “ARRGHHH!” The true ancestor let out a scream as he was carved up by Eric’s holy blade and Goran’s magic sword. However, not a single drop of blood was spilled. A frantic Vampire Lord then tried to help the true ancestor. “Not so fast!” “I see that you’re easily distracted!” Serulis and Shia did not miss the opportunity when the attention of the Lords moved to the true ancestor. Grulf also attacked a Lord bravely by biting it. “Grau-grau-gaaaarrr!” Grulf’s fangs were effective against vampires. The Lord was badly wounded, and stopped moving. That was when Shia cut its head off. “Well done, Grulf!” “Grau!” “Cluck-cluck-cluck!” Lord Gerberga would cry regularly as well. And whenever it looked like the Lords were about to transform, he would cry, turning them into ash. But the Lords weren’t just trying to escape by turning into mist or bats. Aside from the first twenty, there were other Lords who came from elsewhere in order to help the true ancestor. But in one attack, they were all turned into ashes. “Amazing, Lord Gerberga. You are so reliable.” “Cluck.” Thanks to Lord Gerberga, the Lords were turned into ash before they could help the true ancestor. Lord Gerberga alone was enough to completely kill the mobility of the enemy’s operation. On top of that, the true ancestor seemed to be calling the mist towards him, but Lord Gerberga was erasing that as well. The majority of the true ancestors’ plan was being sealed by Lord Gerberga. “You blasted chicken! How dare you interfere with our noble cause!” The true ancestor spat. “He’s not a chicken. He is the Lord God Fowl.” It wasn’t just Lord Gerberga, but Shia, Serulis and Grulf were also reliable and showed amazing teamwork. They prevented the Lords from aiding the true ancestor. Thanks to this, Eric and Goran were able to concentrate on him. “This bastard bat. Does he seem a lot weaker than yesterday?” “I don’t know how it works, but surely there is no such thing as an immortal being.” As Eric said, there must be some trick that allows the true ancestor to be here, in spite of him dying the previous day. Yesterday, the true ancestor had tried to transform into mist, but I had used Drain Touch and the Devil King Sword to suck out all of its mana until it was dead. Yes, I was sure that he died. I could feel it. Surely, it was no mistake. And I could not believe that he could revive without some kind of demerit. As for this operation, which he sacrificed numerous arch vampires in order to put it into action... The true ancestor was clearly becoming frantic. “You. You’re already dead, aren’t you?” I said to the true ancestor. Eric and Goran had cut the true ancestors body up into dozens of pieces now. And the true ancestor’s head fell to the floor and rolled towards me. I squatted down and picked up the head. “I have a spell that I’m particularly good at using. It’s called Marionette. And I think that you are in a similar state to that.” The head just glared at me. Behind it, the rest of the body began to rebuild itself. “But even if you know that, is there anything that you can do about it?” The true ancestor’s head said with a laugh. “It looks just like you when we killed you yesterday. It’s impressive that you were able to prepare such a detailed doll.” The true ancestor was just a little weaker, but looked like the real thing. “If you’re a doll, then I just have to stop the supply of magic energy from the outside.” The true ancestor’s body was being forcefully controlled with magic. No matter how much his body was chopped up, he would continue to move again as long as there was a supply of magic. And so I activated Drain Touch on the true ancestor’s head. “Fool! Did you really think that I wouldn’t have prepared a countermeasure...” As the true ancestor boasted, I cut the magic circle with the Devil King Blade. And then the true ancestor’s body fell to pieces on the floor. Drain Touch was magic that forcefully absorbed magic energy. If you cast it on one part of the body, it could absorb magic from other parts that were connected by magic as well. I had made use of this to defeat him yesterday. However, the situation with the true ancestor was different today. The true ancestor was already dead. It was an external magic mechanism that was controlling the body. I had used Drain Touch in order to grasp the flow of magic energy, and find the location of the external magic mechanism. The flow of magic energy went underground, below the true ancestor. It was flowing in from the lower layer of the magic circle. And so by cutting the magic circle with the Devil King Sword, I had been able to sever the magic current.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 2, "inserted_lines_src": 6, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
まるで今の私は女王様みたいだわ。誰も何も言わず大量の視線だけが私に突き刺さる。注目を浴びるのもなれるものね。皆に見られていると思うと姿勢が伸びるわ。 ......これは髪の毛? 綺麗な色ね。紫色って珍しいわ。私は声の主の方に目を向ける。......ジェーンじゃない。久しぶりだわ。私が折った鼻はすっかり綺麗に治っているわね。治癒魔法かしら。まだ優等生らしさは健在ね。「元気そうね、ジェーン」「私の名前を知っているのね。貴方に名前を呼ばれるなんて不愉快だわ」どうやら私は相当嫌われているわね。そりゃそうよね、顔のど真ん中に拳を入れて吹っ飛ばしたんだもの。「私に殴られた後の貴方の姿はまるで踏みつぶされたカエルみたいだったものね」貴方とは戦いが終わっていないような気はしていたの。リベンジってわけね。「彼女と戦うんじゃないと思うよ」 ......違うの? 私は瞠目しながらジルを見た。そう言ってジルはジェーンの後ろを指さした。私はジルの指の先に目を向けた。あら、彼女がこの薄紫色の髪の持ち主ね。「なかなか悲惨な状況ね」「髪を切られたみたいだね」「どうしてかしら......」いくら頭を回転させても彼女が髪の毛を切られた意味が分からない。ジルも分からないみたいだ。「教えてあげるわ。彼女ね、貴方に憧れているんですって。長い髪もあなたのその艶のある美しい......不気味な髪に憧れて伸ばしていたみたいよ」「それで?」 ......怖いわ。まるで気が狂った殺人犯みたいだわ。「貴方に憧れているなんて規律が乱れるのよっ! だから私がこのハサミで切ってあげたの。泣き叫んでいたわよ! あんたなんかに憧れるからこんな目にあうのよ!」そう叫び終わった後にジェーンは床に座り込んでいる薄紫色の髪の毛の女子生徒を睨んだ。 ......どうやら久しぶりにあったジェーンは随分危ない人に変化してしまったみたいだわ。「それで、どうして私にここに来て欲しかったわけ?」「貴方のせいで彼女はこんな惨めな姿になったのよ? 何にも思わないの?」私の質問にジェーンは少し固まりながらそう言った。「思わないわ」私がそう即答すると食堂内の空気が一瞬で変わった。......あら、私、この空気知っているわ。私を非難する空気。ジェーンは目を見開きながら口を開いた。「......失礼ね。そもそも私は彼女の事を知らないし、弱い者には興味ないのよ」「自分のせいであんな姿になっているのよ?」「あれは私のせいじゃないわ。貴方のせいよ、ジェーン」「私にそんな行動をさせたのはあんたのせいよっ!」「そうよ、私の大事な髪を切ったのはあなたよ」あら、素敵な声ね。私はそんな事を思いながらジェーンの後ろにいる薄紫色の髪の女子生徒に目を向けた。貴方の睨みは物凄い迫力ね。それに髪は乱れているのに立ち姿に気品がある。「彼女、本当にアリシアに憧れているね」「そうかしら」「立ち方やあの人を射貫くような睨み方とかね。それに、あそこでジェーンに言い返したのもアリシアに認めてもらいたかったからだよ」私は床に散らばった薄紫色の髪をじっと見た。 ......これまた凄い子が現れたわね。	I almost feel like a queen parting the seas of her loyal subjects. No one says anything as I walk past them, but I can feel the multitude of their eyes staring into me. However, I’ve already grown accustomed to such attention. Seeing so many gazes directed at me, I naturally stand straighter. Taller. I take up my most regal and imposing posture. “Huh?” is my witty first remark as I make my grand entrance upon the scene. But at a single glance, I have no idea what to make of what I’m seeing. Is that.... hair? Scattered in a mess on the floor are strands of what seems to be light purple hair. It’s a very pretty color. Certainly a very striking, rare shade of purple. I turn toward its source. .....Ah, no wonder. Isn’t that Jane? It’s been a while. I see that nose of hers that I broke looks nice and straight again. It looks back to its perfect prim, proper, and snootily upturned self. I wonder if they used healing magic on it? I see that her holier-than-though honors student aura is also still going strong. “You’re looking quite spirited, Jane,” I remark. Jane’s smile falters, falling into a grimace almost instantly. “So you do know my name. That’s unfortunate. It’s so unpleasant hearing it spoken from your lips.” Wow, she really seems to detest me. Though, to be fair, I did throw a punch square in her face with enough power to send her sprawling. It’s not like she doesn’t have good reason to. “How could I forget~? We met under the most diverting of circumstances after all. When you were crumpled on the ground you’d looked so much like a trampled frog that I couldn’t stop laughing about it for days!” I giggle mockingly. You’re quite gutsy Jane, using the world ‘unpleasant’ in front of a villainess. I had a feeling our fight wasn’t over yet. So you’ve finally come seeking your revenge, have you? “I don’t think you’re the one meant to be fighting with her right now,” Gilles whispers to me quietly. .....I’m not? I look at Gilles with wide, astonished eyes. “Wouldn’t it be her problem in this case?” Gilles says, hooking a finger at something behind Jane. She must be the owner of the shorn light purple locks strewn across the floor. “That’s quite the miserable appearance,” I can’t help but comment. “It looks like someone cut her hair off like that on purpose.” “Why would anyone do such a thing......?” No matter how hard I think about it, I can’t figure out what the point could be. And from the looks of it, Gilles has no idea either. “I’ll tell you why, shall I?” Jane butts in. “That girl? She says she admires you. She apparently was growing her hair out because she wanted it to be more like your long, beautiful,” cutting herself off, she pauses for a split second. “–creepy, unsettling hair,” she finishes, glaring savagely at me. “And? So what?” Jane laughs at my question, a cackling, manic laugh. .....Scary. She almost looks like a murderer laughing maniacally over her kill. “It’s an utter disgrace! It’s disturbing that anyone could admire the likes of you! So I merely helped her see the error of her ways. I cut her hair before the insanity could get any worse. And look at her now. She’s crying! It’s because she admires someone like you that she’s had to go through all this suffering!” After finishing her tirade, Jane turns her glare on the girl with the light purple hair who is still sitting huddled on the floor. ......Hmm, in our time apart, Jane seems to have.... changed a bit. She actually seems like she could be dangerous. Her honor’s student vibes are also no where to be found now. Could she have really changed this much just because I punched her once....? “However, I still fail to see why you needed me here for this?” “Because it’s your fault that she’s fallen into this wretched state! Don’t you feel any remorse!?” Jane stiffens at my question, seeming taken aback, before she practically spits out her reply. “No. Not particularly,” I say dispassionately. The moment the words pass my lips, the atmosphere throughout the whole dining hall changes. With wide, gaping eyes, Jane cries compassionately, “How heartless.” “....That’s rather rude. How am I supposed to react? I don’t even know this girl, and I have no interest in the weak.” “But it’s because of you that she’s in this state!?” “No, it’s not. This wasn’t my fault, Jane. It’s yours.” “But you’re the one that made me act this way!” Jane screeches impatiently. “She’s right. You’re the one who cut my beloved hair.” Wow, what a wonderful voice. As I think this, I turn to look behind Jane at the light purple haired girl. She’s now on her feet and glaring fixedly at Jane. Her gaze certainly packs a marvelous punch to it. And despite her completely disheveled hair, her posture is elegant, refined. “It looks like she really is a fan of yours, Alicia,” Gilles notes. “You think?” “The way she holds herself and her piercing glare would make it seem so. Plus, she probably talked back to Jane like that because she wanted you to recognize her efforts,” Gilles offers matter-of-factly. I glance down at her hair still lying scattered about the floor and then back up at the girl. .....It looks like another impressive character has appeared.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 4, "inserted_lines_src": 18, "inserted_lines_trg": 1 }
朝になり、僕は目が覚めた。昨日はもやっとしていたけど、今の僕に何か出来るわけでもないし、今すぐにどうかしなければいけない事って言うわけでも無いから今は考えない事にした。え?現実逃避?・・・違うよ! そんな事は置いておいて今日は本来なら帰るところだったんだけど、撮影が早くに終了したおかげで2日間も自由に出来る日が出来たんだ。送信者はどうやら先輩のようだった。先輩も予備日のおかげで暇が出来たらしくアキバに行こうと思っていたらしい。どうせなに行かないかとの事だったので薫さん達に用事が無いのなら一緒に行こうかなと思い薫さんたちの部屋に向かった。軽くこんこんとノックをして少し待つとドアが開いた。「優希くん、何かあったかな?」薫さんがどこかに出かけるような格好で出てきた。何か用事があるのかな? 「えっと、薫さんたち今日予定とかあるのかなと思って一応聞きにきたんですけど、その様子だと何か用事でもある感じですか?」「そうなんだ、今日はちょっと外せないから優希くんは自由にしてて大丈夫だよ!」「あ、それともしお金が必要になっても大丈夫なようにコミケの売り上げは口座に入金しておいたから確認しておいてね!」「ありがとうございます!」売り上げかぁ...どれくらいあるんだろ? そして自分の部屋に戻っていった僕は、先輩に行けると返信をして部屋でのんびりしていた。そしてふと、自分の口座に振り込まれた金額の確認をしていた。「えっ、何これ。」ちなみに言っておくと、シリアルコードを発行してそのコードを入力してダウンロードするサービスは一回きりで5万円で一定期間の間何人でもダウンロード出来る様になっている。つまり、僕の手元にはまるっと500円×販売部数が入ってきてたわけだね。そして、販売部数が5000部。「250万円・・・?」その金額を見た時の僕の心境をはっきり言うと「税金どうしよう・・・」僕、何も知らないよ。実家に帰った時に家族に相談しようと心に決めた。登校日の後に、絶対帰ろう。そんなこと考えている間に先輩から返信も来てた、準備してアキバに行こうかな。「うん、今日はいいよ。」私は優希くんが誰と行動しようとしているのか知っている。だって先輩がわざわざ教えてくれたんだもん。私のコーディネートをする代わりに1日あのモデルの子、遥ちゃんに優希くんがOKを出したら時間をあげて欲しいって言われたから。理由を聞いて断るなんて事はしない。好きな人の側にいれないのは寂しい事だから。「私が逆の立場だと思うと、ダメって言えないもんね。」「そっか、お姉ちゃん大人だね。」「そう、かな?」せめて、楽しんできてくれると私も嬉しい。「先輩お待たせしました!」「ううん、わたしも今来たところだよ。」駅に居た先輩に声を掛けると普段見ていた先輩とは違い、モデルをしていた時のように綺麗で、でも派手じゃない格好をしていた。「学校とはイメージが全然違うんですね、ちょっとびっくりしました。」「ふふっ、どうかな?似合ってるかな?」そう言ってスカートをふわりとさせながら一回転して僕に見せる先輩。白のシャツと清潔感のある水色のスカート。とても似合っているけど、そのまま褒めるのは少し恥ずかしくて少し遠回りに言ってしまった僕に直接似合ってるかを聞いてくる先輩。「凄く、似合ってます・・・」「ちょっと顔赤くなってるよ、褒めるの恥ずかしかったのかな?」「そ、そんなわけないですからね!」そう言って僕は行きたい場所を伝える。「なるほど、確かにわたしも気になるねそこ。」「うん、いこっか!」そして僕たちはアキバの中にある大きな複合施設、U◯Xに向かった。駅から歩いてすぐの場所にあるから嬉しいよね。そしてその施設内ではコミケ後1週間の間イベントスペースを借り切り、VライブといまなんじVtuber事務所がイベントを行なっていた。「うわぁー!凄いですね先輩!色んなVtuberの人達のグッズがありますよ!ふわちゃんのもある!」「本当だね、あっ!白猫Vtuberのしろさぶろうだ!」「おぉ!ぬいぐるみ、ふわふわで気持ちよさそう・・・」「あぁ!!!狼女Vtuberのうるちゃんもある!!」「先輩!」「優希くん!」「「来て良かった!!!」」僕たちはこの後滅茶苦茶買い物した。僕はしろさぶろうのぬいぐるみがあまりにもふわっふわの触り心地でつい買ってしまった。家に発送してもらう事にしたので荷物も大丈夫! すると「あの、対象の商品をお買い上げ頂いているので、もしお時間あるのでしたら抽選でVtuberの人と数分お話出来るサービスがあるんですけど、抽選に参加されますか?」「えっ!?そんなサービスが!?」「お買い上げ1万円以上の方限定になりますので、割と当たるんですよ?」「「応募します!!」」僕と先輩は当たる事を祈りつつ応募した。「な、なんでこんなところに優希が・・・しかも一緒に歩いてるあの女の子は一体・・・いや、見間違いの可能性も・・・」彼はU◯X内にあるカフェからぼーっと外を見ていた。すると、視界に優希達が入るのをふと、目にしてしまう。男は急いでコーヒーを飲み干してお会計を済ませ、優希の後を追いかける。「やっぱり、優希だ・・・俺、自分の仕事言ってないから何て言えばいいんだ・・・」黙っていればなんとかなるか、と思いながら彼は休憩時間を終え、再び自分のスペースに戻っていこうとしたその瞬間。「やっと見つけましたよ、姫村さん。」「うぉぁ!?」「もうすぐ時間なのにこんなところで何をやっているんですか!」「いやね、まさかこんなところで名古屋に住んでるはずの息子を見ると思わないだろ普通!?」「えっ?息子さん!?どこですか!」「えっ、あそこ、今スペースで買い物してる2人組のちっちゃい方。」「息子・・・?娘の間違いじゃ?」「ふっふっふ、可愛いのは認めるが歴とした息子だぞ。」「あー、姫村さんの姿見たら納得しちゃいますね。」「俺だって、この見た目地味に気にしてるんだぞ、未だに年齢確認されるんだからな・・・もうすぐ40になるってのに。」「ははは・・・戻りましょうか。」「そうだな・・・」そして彼は自分の持ち場に戻り、ヘッドセットを着けて大きく深呼吸をした。目付きが変わり、声も大きく変わった彼はイベントに参加してくれた人と会話を始めた。そして、人は彼の事をこう呼んだ。閃光のシュバルツと。	Morning arrived, and I woke up. I was feeling a bit gloomy after yesterday, but I didn’t have any specific tasks or urgent matters to attend to at the moment. So, I decided to set it aside for now and not dwell on it. What? Escapism? ...No, that’s not it! Anyway, today was supposed to be the day I returned home, but the photoshoot ended early, giving me two whole days to myself. It appeared to be from my senpai. Apparently, she also had some free time due to the extra days and was thinking of going to Akihabara. She suggested that we go together, so I thought if Kaoru-san and the others didn’t have any plans, we could all go. With that in mind, I headed to her room. I lightly knocked on the door and waited for a moment before it opened. “Yuki-kun, is something wrong?” Kaoru-san appeared dressed as if she was about to go somewhere. Maybe she does have something to do after all? “Um, I came to ask if you guys had any plans for today, but judging by your outfit, it seems like you’re busy with something?” “Oh, I see. Well, I can’t break away today, so feel free to do whatever you like, Yuki-kun!” “Oh, and if you need some money, I’ve deposited the Comiket sales into your account. Check it out when you have time!” “Thank you!” The sales, huh... I wonder how much it amounts to. As I returned to my room, I replied to my senpai, confirming that I could join her, and then I relaxed in my room for a while. Suddenly, I thought about checking the amount that had been deposited into my account. “Huh, what’s this? “ Just to clarify, the service for issuing serial codes for downloads costs , yen for a one-time issuance, and then any number of people can download it for a set period. So, in my hands, I had a total of yen multiplied by the number of units sold. And the number of sales was 5,000 units. “2.5 million yen...?” When I saw that number, my mind immediately went to... “How am I going to deal with taxes...?” I really don’t know anything about this. I’ll consult with my family when I go home. I’ll visit them after school. While I was contemplating this, I received a reply from my senpai. I should get ready to go to Akihabara. “Yes, it’s fine today.” I knew who Yuki-kun was planning to spend the day with. After all, my senpai had made a point of telling me. As a favor for helping me decide on my appearance, he asked me to give Haruka-chan a day with Yuki-kun. After hearing the reason, I couldn’t refuse. It’s sad to be away from the person you like. “If I were in her place, I wouldn’t be able to say no either.” “I understand. You’re very mature, onee-chan.” At the very least, I would be happy if he could enjoy his day. “Sorry to keep you waiting, Senpai!” “No, no, I just arrived myself.” I called out to Senpai, who was waiting at the station, and noticed that she looked different from usual, dressed beautifully but not too flashy, reminiscent of her modeling appeal. “You give off a completely different impression from when you’re at school. It surprised me a little.” “Haha. Does it suit me?” She twirls, showing me her outfit with a swish of her skirt. A white shirt paired with a clean, light blue skirt. It suits her incredibly well, but I was too shy to say it directly and ended up speaking in a roundabout way. “It suits you... very well.” “You’re blushing a bit. Were you embarrassed to compliment me?” “N-No, of course not!” “I actually have a place in mind that I want to visit,” I say, sharing my desired destination with her. “Interesting. I’ve also been curious about that place.” “Right? So, shall we go?” “Sure, let’s!” And with that, we headed towards a large complex in Akihabara, UX. It’s conveniently located just a short walk from the station, which is nice. Within this complex, two major VTuber agencies, V Live and Imananji, have rented a space for their own event for a week following Comiket. “Wow! Senpai, this is amazing! There are merchandise from various VTubers! They even have stuff from Fuwa-chan!” “You’re right. Ah! It’s Shiro-saburo, the white cat VTuber!” “Oh! A plushie! It looks so fluffy and comfortable...” “Ah! And there’s Uru-chan, the wolf girl VTuber too!” “Senpai!” “Yuki-kun!” “I’M GLAD WE CAME!!!” Afterward, we went on a serious shopping spree. I couldn’t resist buying a plushie of Shiro-saburo. It was so soft to the touch. I decided to have it shipped home, so there was no issue with the luggage! Then... “Excuse me, since you’ve purchased a qualifying item, we offer a service where you can enter a lottery for a chance to have a brief conversation with a VTuber. Would you like to participate in the lottery?” “What?! They have such an offer?!” “For customers who spend over 10,000 yen, the chances of winning are relatively high.” “WE’D LIKE TO PARTICIPATE!!!” Senpai and I eagerly hoped that we would win the lottery. “W-Why is Yuki here of all places... And who’s that girl walking with him... No, maybe I’m mistaken...” He was casually observing from a café within UX. Suddenly, Yuki and his companion caught his attention. The man quickly finished his coffee, paid the bill, and began to follow Yuki. “It really is Yuki... I haven’t mentioned my job to him... What should I say...” Hoping that staying silent would somehow resolve the situation, he decided to end his break and return to his own space. But at that very moment... “I finally found you, Himemura-san.” “Ah!” “Why are you hanging around here when it’s almost time?” “Well, you don’t expect to see your son, who should be living in Nagoya, in a place like this, do you?!” “Huh? Your son?! Where?!” “Um, there. The shorter one among the two people shopping over there.” “Son...? Don’t you mean daughter?” “Heh, heh, heh. I admit he’s cute, but he’s definitely my son.” “Ahh, seeing you, Himemura-san, I can understand why.” “Even I’m aware of how I look, you know. I still get ID’d... and I’m almost 40.” “Hahaha... Should we head back?” “I suppose so...” With that, he returned to his station, put on his headset, and took a deep breath. His gaze and voice underwent a significant change as he began to interact with the participants of the event. People refer to him by a particular name— Glint of Schwartz.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 7, "inserted_lines_trg": 3 }
ミシェルはそれを意識して腕に巻いたメギンギョルズを軽く撫でた。これを使う時は、本当に最後の最後、後がなくなった状況だけだ。「ミシェル、頼むな」「まっかせて!」クラウドの言葉を受け、ミシェルは街の外壁に登り、射撃ポジションを確保する。同様にハウメアも彼女の後ろについてきた。「クラウド君、大丈夫かしら?」クラウドの実力を知らないハウメアが不安を口にするが、ミシェルはそれを一言の元に否定した。クラウドは日常においては少し頼りないが、こと戦闘においては非常に頼りになる。ライエルとガドルスから薫陶を受け、ニコルと実戦を積み上げてきた彼の実力は、そこらの冒険者など足元にも及ばない。それをミシェルは、常に間近で見てきた。近付いてくるのは双剣の魔神。その体躯はあまりにも大きく、立ち塞がるクラウドが頼りなく見えるほどだ。ハウメアがそう心配するのも理解できる。もちろん、彼の他にもハウメアの相棒であるコールや、無事な冒険者たちもいるため、その軍勢は非常に心強く思える。「行くぞ、街に入れるな!」冒険者を率いるリーダーらしき男が、そう声を上げる。双剣の魔神が剣を一振りするたびに、人が吹っ飛ぶ。「ば、バカな......」先ほどまでの戦闘で、魔神と戦っていた冒険者たちは、怪我でほぼ後方送りになっている。ここにいるのはガドルスやニコルたちの戦いを見ていた者か、それすら及ばなかった者たちである。そんな彼らが魔神と剣を交えたらどうなるかは、見ての通りだ。「勝てる......はずが......」絶望し、諦めかけたその時、クラウドがその冒険者と魔神の間に割り込んだ。「なにやってんだ! 戦えないなら下れ!」そう叫ぶクラウドも、余裕があるわけではない。それでも彼が立ち塞がれたのは、ひとえに日々の鍛錬の賜物であった。魔神の攻撃は確かに重いが、ライエルと比べるとまだマシだった。「クッ、それでも......重いな!」魔神は双剣を交互に振るい、雨のように斬撃を浴びせてくる。クラウドはそれを大盾でかろうじて防いでいた。その光景は冒険者に再び立ち向かう気迫を与えていた。「お、俺たちも、行くぞ!」「おう!」ただ、今回は攻撃重視ではなく、盾を掲げての突進だった。魔神の力量を察してからは、攻撃重視で接近するのは危険だと学んだからだ。それはクラウドに体勢を立て直す余裕を与えてくれた。「た、たすか......うわぁ!?」一息つき、再び距離を取ろうとしたクラウドに、魔神が再度襲い掛かる。不利な状況を立て直し、自分の前に立ち塞がって他の冒険者を立て直したのが、クラウドだと理解している証拠だった。盾を掲げ、剣で受け流し、魔神の攻撃を受け流す。その猛攻に、彼の身体はかろうじて耐えていた。かろうじて盾の原型を留めているのは、桁外れに頑丈なフレームのおかげだ。「盾が――!?」他の冒険者もそれを防ごうとするが、魔神の分厚い皮膚はその攻撃を通さない。魔神の剣が振り下ろそうとしたその時、魔神の目元に矢が飛来する。「今度こそ、助かった......ミシェルか?」小さく背後を振り返ると、外壁の上から矢を射掛けるミシェルの姿が見えた。「こっちも無視してもらっては困るな!」そう言って顔面に小剣で斬り掛かったのは、ハウメアの相棒のコールだ。それは魔神にとって、非常に煩わしい攻撃だった。「コールさん、意識をこっちに!」クラウドはその様子を見て、迷わず指示を出した。「なに!?」盾の壊れたクラウドに敵を誘導するなど、コールには自殺行為に思えた。しかしそれでも彼に勝算があると悟ると、指示通りにクラウドのそばに移動してくる。そして目論見通りに、魔神はクラウドへ攻撃を加え始めた。しかし幸いなことに、邪竜の皮を裏打ちされた盾は、別の意味でその役目を果たしていた。かつて海賊たちが、あえて木や鉄で盾を作らず、皮を使って受け流す盾を使用していたように。ハスタール神が作ったこの盾は、鉄の盾としての役割と、皮の盾としての役割を仕込んでいたのだ。これまでと違った手応えの防御に、魔神が苛立たしげな叫びをあげる。がむしゃらに剣を振り続け、その意識が完全にクラウドに向かった。その隙をミシェルは、逃すことなく射貫く。突如、まるでその場に生えたかのように、魔神の眼球に矢が突き立った。その一撃は、分厚く固い魔神の皮膚の影響を全く受けず、眼球の奥、脳髄まで確実に抉っていた。「ガ、ガグッ!? グゲゲ――」それだけではない。直後に魔神の頭部が、まるで花火のように弾け飛んだ。「やった。新兵器、大成功!」背後で聞こえてくるミシェルの声に、クラウドは先ほどの矢の正体に気付く。ちょっとした衝撃でも破裂する鉱石。その粉末を鏃に仕込んでいた特製の矢。「な、なんて危ない物を......」これを作ったのは、依頼したハスタール神本人。それをミシェルに手渡し、実験的に使い勝手を見てもらおうとしていたのだ。これがあれば、一人ずつしか攻撃できない射手も、範囲への攻撃が可能になる。だからと言って、転べば爆発するような物を、大事な仲間に渡すなと主張したいクラウドだった。「――た......やったぞ! 魔神を倒した!」「彼女だ、彼女がやったんだ! ミシェルちゃん!」「さすが弓聖! いや弓神と言っても過言じゃねぇ」「クラウドもよくやったぞ。お前がいなきゃ、総崩れになってた!」冒険者がクラウドとミシェルに群がり、彼らの背中を叩いて激励する。それだけじゃなく、担ぎ上げて彼らの功績を称え始めた。まるでお祭りのような大騒ぎ。このバカ騒ぎを経験し、彼らは初めて、ニコルがレイドと名乗らなかった理由を悟る。その後彼らは、続けて現れた魔神二体も	There was just one Twin-bladed Devil attacking for the time being. But the problem was, there was no guarantee that it would be the last one. Michelle kept that in mind and lightly rubbed her Megingjord bracelet on her arm. Using it had to be the absolute final measure. “Michelle, it’s all up to you.” “Leave it to me.” Michelle climbed on the city’s outer wall and took on the shooting position at Cloud’s words. Haumea also positioned herself behind her. “Will Cloud be alright?” She didn’t know Cloud’s skill so she asked in worry, but Michelle instantly dismissed her fears. Cloud wasn’t exactly reliable in daily life, but he was extremely reliable in battles. After being trained by Lyell and Gadius and gaining real combat experience with Nicole, Cloud’s ability was beyond that of your normal Adventurers. And Michelle had witnessed his skill with her own eyes many times. The Twin-bladed Devil approached. Its body was far too big, making Cloud, who stood in its way, seem very helpless. It was understandable that Haumea was so worried. However, there was Haumea’s partner, Cole, as well as other healthy Adventurers, so their battle power looked quite reliable. “Let’s go! Don’t let it get inside the city!” A man that seemed to be the leader of the Adventurers yelled out. The rest of the Adventurers also yelled back in high spirits. But their elation was replaced by despair in the blink of an eye. With every swing of the Twin-bladed Devil’s swords, humans were blown away. The swords used to block its attacks were shattered, and their armor was torn like paper. People started dying within a minute of the encounter. “I-Impossible...” The Adventurers present were basically people who had never crossed swords with Devils. The ones that had fought the Devils in the previous battle had mostly fallen behind due to injuries. These people were either those who had observed Gadius and Nicole’s battle, or those who were unable to do even that. This result was only to be expected when they crossed swords with the Devil. “There’s...no way we can win...” As an Adventurer became hopeless and was about to give up, Cloud got between him and the Devil. “What are you doing? If you can’t fight, just get back!” Cloud yelled at him, not having enough leeway himself. His hands were trembling and his knees were giving in from the weight of the impact. But it was thanks to his daily training that he was able to stand before the Devil still. The Devil’s attack was certainly heavy, but it was still better compared to Lyell’s. “Khh, but still... it’s heavy!” The Devil alternated its wings and barraged him with torrential slashes. Cloud barely blocked them with his greatshield. But that scene gave some courage to the observing Adventurers. “W-We should do it too!” “Yeah!” The Adventurers commenced their attacks along with yells. But this time they weren’t focused on the offensive and instead, they charged with shields. They had learned that focusing on attacks would be dangerous now that they knew how strong the Devil was. That gave Cloud enough time to fix his posture. “Y-You save...woah?!” Cloud took a breather and tried to open the distance again, but the Devil followed up with another attack. It was proof that the Devil had realized Cloud was the one who had made a comeback from the disadvantageous situation and blocked its way to let the other Adventurers reorganize. He held up his shield and also used his sword to ward off the Devil’s attacks. His body barely endured such violent attacks. However, his shield was the one to give in first. It gave a creaking sound and broke. It was thanks to its incredibly solid frame that it was able to maintain its form as a shield. The steel broke, exposing the Evil Dragon’s hide under it. “My shield—?!” The other Adventurers also tried to prevent it, but the Devil’s thick skin didn’t let any of their attacks through. Just as the Devil was about to swing down its sword, an arrow flew towards its eyes. “I’m saved this time at least... was it Michelle?” He took a glance back, and saw Michelle shooting arrows from above the wall. Haumea was also next to her. “I don’t like being ignored here either!” Haumea’s partner, Cole, shouted and slashed at its face with a dagger. He didn’t have much physical strength, so he was aiming for vital parts from close range. They were quite annoying to deal with for the Devil. “Mr. Cole, direct its attention to me!” Cloud saw that and promptly gave directions. He asked to lead the Devil toward him. “What?!” It looked suicidal to Cole to lead the enemy toward Cloud whose shield was broken. But he sensed that he had some prospects of victory, so he did as told and moved to Cloud’s side. And as planned, the Devil switched its attacks back to Cloud. Cloud blocked its attacks with his broken shield. But fortunately, his shield that had Evil Dragon’s skin under it was fulfilling its job in a different way. The skin was tough and elastic, and succeeded in softly warding off the enemy attacks. It was just like how pirates used to use hides on their shields instead of making them out of wood or iron to ward off attacks. This shield that God Hastur made was fulfilling the roles of both an iron shield and a hide shield. The Devil roared in vexation from a different type of recoil in its hands. It continued foolhardily attacking Cloud, its attention entirely on him. Michelle didn’t let that opportunity go and shot it. Suddenly, an arrow pierced the Devil’s eyeball as if it had sprouted from it. That attack bypassed its thick and strong skin and directly gouged out its brain behind the eyeball. “G-Gah?! Ggggg—” But it didn’t end there. The next moment, the Devil’s head burst open just like a firework. “Nice! The new weapon is successful!” Hearing Michelle’s voice behind him, Cloud noticed the true nature of the earlier arrow. It was made of the fire phosphorite from the time they went to gather it in the mountains at the kingdom’s border. It was a mineral that exploded even from a slight impact. This special arrow had its powder stored inside the arrowhead. “W-What a terrific thing to make...” It was God Hastur who made it, the same person who had commissioned it too. He then handed it over to Michelle to see how it would do in real combat. If they had this, even archers that could only attack one by one would be able to deal area attacks. But still, Cloud wanted to protest that he handed something so dangerous that would explode if you fell down, to his precious comrade. “—W...We did it! We beat the Devil!” “It was her! She did it! It was Michelle!” “As expected of the Bow Saint! No, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call her a Bow God at this point!” “Cloud did well too. If you weren’t here, we’d be done for!” Adventurers swarmed to Cloud and Michelle’s locations and patted their backs in cheers. Not only that, they even lifted them up and started singing their praises. The clamor made it seem like it was a festival. It was after experiencing this horseplay that they realized why Nicole didn’t reveal that she was Reid. Afterward, two more Devils appeared, who they slaughtered much the same, and became irrefutable savors of the city.	{ "source": "manual-fanfic", "missed_lines": 3, "inserted_lines_src": 19, "inserted_lines_trg": 0 }

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