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In Exchange for A Song: Chapter 1
[Location: Hallway]
Owen, humming: ….
Shylock: ….
Owen: ...Hey, what are you doing sneaking like a mouse?
Shylock: Oh, it seems that I have been spotted. My apologies. Good afternoon, Owen.
Owen: ….
Shylock: Heheh, why the sullen look? Worry not, I have no intentions on taking your cupcake.
Owen: It’s fine if you want it. In exchange, I’ll just have to take your life.
Shylock: I appreciate the passionate offer. Though, I am more keen on the song you were singing.
Owen: Song?
Shylock: A few moments earlier you were pleasantly humming to a song. You could say I was captivated by it.
Owen: Oh, are you, now?
Shylock: Yes. I have never heard of it before. Would you mind letting me enjoy it until the end?
Owen: Heheh, of course I don’t. So long as you won’t regret it.
Shylock: Regret?
Owen: Anyone who listens to that song until the end will never be able to get the song out of their heads. It’s cursed.
Owen: All day long, the song will play in your head even when you’re asleep. Those who were cursed ended up driven to insanity, and broke.
Owen: So, Shylock. Have you braced yourself?
In Exchange for A Song: Chapter 2
[Location: Hallway]
Shylock: Why, of course.
Owen: Haha, now that’s interesting. Have you always been wanting to be broken?
Owen: Well, I don’t see why you would want it any other way. An inescapable responsibility, along with a mad friend whose soul shattered to pieces.
Owen: Staying sane was painful and sad. It was just a matter of time before you break on your own. It’s bound to happen sooner or later.
Shylock: Perhaps it is just as you say. Besides, spending the time I have left listening to a beautiful song might just be the pleasure I seek.
Shylock: That is how delightful and delicate your voice sounds to my ears.
Owen: I should’ve known all you Western wizards are insane. You’re an idiot for wanting to exchange your life for a song.
Shylock: Heheh, thank you very much. I am honored to have the highest of praises from you.
Shylock: Well then, are you willing to sing the rest of the song now?
Owen: ...I’ll think about it. If you give me something sweet.
Owen: That brain-sized cake that will blend with the sticky, slushy red sauce once you squash it with the fork.
Shylock: Are you perhaps talking about the rouge berry mousse cake?
Shylock: Very well. Let us ask Nero for the cake. Will you, however, be able to eat all of it, with that cupcake already in your hand?
Owen: Duh. You gotta offer me something appropriate if you want to hear me sing.
Card Episode: If He were To Write A Song
[Location: Manor dining hall, day]
Akira: Ah, good afternoon, Owen. Are you heading to the kitchen?
Owen: Why, hello, Master Sage. I was about to ask Nero to make me that extra sweet, slushy, white thing.
Akira: (Is he talking about the whipping cream…?)
Akira: Owen, other than sweets, you like to sing too, right? Shylock told me.
Owen: Huh? I never said I like it.
Akira: Really? Shylock looked happy when he told me he had the honor to listen to your beautiful voice….
Owen: He’s the worst. I should’ve cursed him to death right then.
Akira: Now, don’t say something so ominous….
Akira: Since you often sing, do you write your own songs too?
Owen: Hey, can you not group me together with Rustica? No way I’d do something like that perverted musician.
Akira: S-sorry, I asked because Rustica composes his music and is good at it, so I was wondering if you do, too….
Owen: ….
Akira: Owen?
Owen: Maybe a song that makes everyone who listens want to offer me sweets for the rest of their lives.
Akira: (I don’t know if it’s cute or ominous…!)
Special Home Screen Line
Owen: ...What are you looking at? I was just listening to the birds' talk. They like gossip, you see. You wanna know? Heheh, won't tell.
