Tsukiuta. Rabbits Kingdom SS - 02/04/24 + 02/10/24

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🐰A certain story of some extremely hardcore King fans🐺

~A certain civil official of the Black Rabbit Kingdom VS a certain military official of the Wolf Kingdom~

 

The long days of grueling war have come to an end as well.

 

In a corner of the Black Rabbit Kingdom’s castle, filled with warmth as if it were basking in a sunny spot, a small conflict was stirred up that day.

 

🐰 Our king 🐰 is so dashing!!!

🐺 Well, our king 🐺 is stronger!!!

🐰 Our king 🐰 is most definitely strong as well!!! He can even send the bear tribe 🐻 flying with a single punch!!!

🐺 Ugh—...!? O-our king 🐺 has sharper fangs than aaanyone else~~~!!!

 

At first, it was nothing more than a normal conversation between the Black Rabbit Kingdom and the Wolf Kingdom regarding their national trade.

 

It was well known among the government and the public that the two kingdoms, which had quickly formed an alliance in the previous war, were especially good friends even among the numerous friendly nations.

It was said that the natures they had received from their kings were similar, but who knew if that was the truth? That aside,

No officials had ever raised their voices at each other in an official setting, until now.

 

However, there must have been some sort of conflict.

The longer the conversation continued that day, the more an unsettling atmosphere continued to shroud the location.

And thus, they finally addressed the elephant in the room:

 

Which nation’s king was more wonderful?

 

Right then and there, a battle neither side could yield had begun.

 

This is the story of a corrupt battle between a certain civil official of the Black Rabbit Kingdom and a certain military official of the Wolf Kingdom.

 

 

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🐰: In the first place, our King walked an arduous path filled with struggles the instant he became king. ...We, the rabbit people, are not fit for battle. Even our previous king fell in battle, and that was the time the tides of war were most unfavorable for us...... And yet, our King was but a lad...! (crying)

Aah! When I realize the responsibilities we pushed onto that small back at the time...!!

 

🐺: Hah! Y’know what a king’s supposed to be? The one who bears the most burdens: responsibility for the citizens and their lives! The most burdens, you hear!!

There’s no way anyone who calls themselves a king could ever walk an easy path!

 

🐰: Th-that’s true... However, that means the Wolf King has also struggled a fair amount......?

 

🐺: Yeah, of course! Our King was always a soldier, so I’ve been buds with him since then!

He beat up more enemies than anyone during the daytime, and at night, he drank himself so bad that he keeled over right then and there!!!

He spent the next morning nursing the worst hangover ever, and he suffered so, so much for it...

 

🐰: Wasn’t that just a drunkard reaping what he sowed?

 

🐺: Actually, yeah.

 

🐰: ...

 

🐺: ...

 

🐺: ANYWAAAAY!! No matter how tough it was for him, he kept standing at the front lines!! ...But sometimes he nearly threw up?

 

🐰: I hope he takes care of himself.

 

🐺: Actually, now that I think about it, he was getting his just desserts.

 

🐰: Absolutely.

 

🐺: ...

 

🐰: Erm, well... Our King is just about the same as the rest of us. He’s not that good with alcohol, as a matter of fact.

 

🐺: Oh, really? That’s sorta surprising.

 

🐰: I thought the same. Because of that, at banquets, he would lightly put the cup to his lips and pretend to drink; nonchalantly swap it out for a carbonated drink; or have the Chancellor, who’s a strong drinker, take his cup instead.

 

🐺: Our Commander... ...Er, now he’s our King. Does he force stuff onto him because he wants to recommend it to yours? Our King’s the type of guy who thinks getting to know a person better is by crossing swords, talking it out with fists, or drinking together.

 

🐰: Aah, now that you mention it... When they first met, they had a one-on-one brawl. He went down after our King hit him with that roundhouse kick immediately after his one-two-hook...

 

🐺: That sure happened... We realized just how strong the rabbits’ 🐰 kicks were on that summer battlefront. Afterwards, they exchanged a strong handshake, and we decided to form an alliance.

 

🐰: For us, his selling point is the gap moe between his pretty facial features, and his determined, unrelenting nature which doesn’t suit his looks. Also, his large ears and his incredible running ability.

 

🐺: What was that????

 

🐰: Pretend you didn’t hear that.

It seems that the Wolf Kingdom’s King, King Roen, understands our King’s limits when it comes to imbibing alcohol.

I believe that he accepted drinks in place of our King whenever the Chancellor was not around. At that time, the entirety of our palace’s vassals were terribly grateful to him.

 

🐺: Ooh~! Gotcha! It’s nice to hear that he read the room once in a while. He’s...... always been a nice guy to be around, since he’s straightforward and isn’t two-faced, but he’s had this habit of thinking that everyone’s the same as him.

He’s been real bad at dealing with some behind-the-scenes deals and strategies and all. (wry laugh)

Still, that’s why he’s kept a soldier like me by his side this long, even though I came from the slums.

 

🐰: Our King is similar. He’s terribly intelligent, and he sees through strategies and tactics in an instant. However, from beginning to the bitter end, he’s...... much too kind.

 

🐺: Kind? Don’tcha mean, “naïve”?

 

🐰: He is kind. It is said that kindness is a weakness, but kindness also serves as a strength. Our King has no weaknesses associated with him. He is unbelievably gallant.

 

🐺: ......How do I say this? You’re a... huge fan, eh?

 

🐰: Ahaha! I am a fan, yes. That is a good way to put it. Why, yes, I am his fan. And I presume you are the same with your King?

 

🐺: Obviously. Since... he’s my King, you know?

 

🐰: Haha. Quite right. They are our Kings.

 

🐺: ...

 

🐰: ...

 

🐺: Er, well. Sorry about causin’ a fuss. Wanna go for a drink after this?

 

🐰: I, too, spoke too much. I apologize. Thank you for the invitation. I’ll gladly accept!

 

🐺: Cheers to our Kings, isn’t that right?

 

🐰: Most definitely!

 

# Rabbits Kingdom

# Tsukiuta

 

Suzuki Shoon (Plays King Roen): I’ve gotten more excited to seeing the movie, where we can see the atmosphere around them resembling a sports atmosphere (underlings included) 🐺

 

Kakeru: When Roen-san was in his youth (his teens to his twenties), it seems he was like that! A fun-loving older guy who was lighthearted even outside his inner circle, and he caused a fair share of mischief!

However, when he received his Divine Revelation when he was thirty, give or take some time, he had to conduct himself in a way that didn’t disparage his title... You’ll see his post-King, more dignified, side in the stage and movie versions, so unfortunately (?) that aforementioned atmosphere is sealed off.

Koi: He might go back to being crazy when the next “King” is born, and he’s freed from the title of “King”. (laughs)

Kakeru: The world of Rabbits Kingdom is one that strongly presents each species’ individual traits. The wolf species 🐺 is a tribe that has a powerful sense of unity, as they move in packs. Their army has a strong unity and places great importance on their promises.

Koi: When they’re fellows in the army, they’re basically like brothers~!

 

# Please look forward to the cool Roen-san in the movie version

# Rabbits Kingdom # Roen-san 🐺

 

🐰A story regarding a certain longsword🐻

=A certain soldier of the White Rabbit Kingdom VS a certain soldier of the Bear Kingdom=

 

“Th-that sword’s...!!”

“......Huh?”

 

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Long, long ago.

To the east of the White Continent, there existed a kingdom of bear people shrouded deeply in the black forest.

 

The bear tribe was a species blessed with superior physical ability.

They have larger builds compared to other species. They have great strength befitting that appearance, and their distant cries ring out sonorously, striking fear into members of other races.

 

Their sharp claws could shatter even boulders.

Their tenacious limbs could mow down even trees.

Their fighting spirit never allowed them to retreat, even when faced with an enemy.

The bear species was a tribe filled with outstanding warriors, where both men and women alike were trained in the techniques of battle from birth.

On a one-on-one, they would not lose to any other tribe.

 

......However.

That same Bear Kingdom was slowly but surely heading toward destruction.

That country of strong, powerful tribesmen was shrinking smaller with every passing year.

Why do you believe that is the case?

 

It was simple.

It was because the entire continent was engulfed in war.

 

Back then, wars and conflicts sprung up all around the White Continent.

Various species fought for various reasons over various regions.

 

Territorial strife.

Differences in interspecies culture.

Historical issues.

Discrimination. Prejudice. Religion. Politics......

 

There were all sorts of reasons for why they battled, but there was only one final ending to it all.

Whichever side killed more, whichever side stood for longer. That was all there was to it.

The superior soldiers, the youths of the bear race, were in high demand for these battles. They were forced to lay down their lives one after another, in regions far, far away from their motherland.

 

The main industry of the Bear Kingdom was the supply of mercenary soldiers.

 

It was almost a given to see fellow tribesmen among the enemy.

There were even times when members would have to cross swords against their former friends.

There were, as well, times when brothers had to kill each other.

 

The mercenaries of the bear species were too skilled.

They could not resign from battle.

No matter how foolish that way of living was, no matter how deeply connected it was to their destruction, they would not run away, as long as fighting was their reason to live.

That was the pride of the bear species as well as their nature.

 

For strength.

For victory.

For glory.

For pride.

Those large bodies bore the burden of it all.

 

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“......Aah, I’m sorry. Well, er... I know I sound incredibly impolite as I make this request of you, but...... May I take a closer look at that sword?”

“......Sure, of course. Here you are.”

“! I am in your debt.”

 

The young man of the bear tribe had shouted out in surprise. Flustered, he covered his mouth. After a spell, he lowered his voice and asked in a way that was completely different from his first impression.

The brown haired white rabbit youth, whom he had called out too, smiled brightly as he offered the other man his sword.

He handed over a large, large sword.

It seemed even larger in the hands of the large-bodied bear species.

That sword, known as a Demon Sword,

 

“I knew it...... This is Durandal.”

 

The white rabbit man nodded upon hearing the bear man whisper the sword’s name.

He knew that this longsword had been in the hands of numerous warriors before him.

It wasn’t strange that one of those warriors would have been a member of the bear tribe.

 

“Do you know of Durandal?”

“Yes. This sword used to be the treasure of the village I was born in.

According to the legends, it was excavated from the crystal ore of our sacred mountain a thousand years ago.”

 

The young man of the bear tribe continued talking, his voice shaking with deep emotion.

 

“It’s a special sword that could cut down even demons.

It has its own will, which allows it to choose its own rightful owner.

Generations of the most excellent warriors in my village had wielded it as well, but...... I’ve heard that several centuries ago, it went missing.”

“I see. So that means, the real thing......”

“Yes, I’d never seen it before. Only in pictures.

Yet...... Aah, this is incredible. I could tell it apart with a single glance! It’s the same as I saw in the picture books!”

 

Upon hearing the amazed voice of the bear tribe man, the white rabbit man laughed.

 

“Do look at it as long as you’d like.

I’m taking responsibility for it and nothing more, after all...”

“No, no. Please, you needn’t be so humble. I’ve heard that you are a strong warrior among the white rabbits as well.

That is why Durandal is here.”

“I hope that’s the case.”

“......”

 

The young man of the bear species closed his mouth for a moment. He uttered this as if he had made up his mind:

 

“Could I request a duel with you?”

“!”

“I would like to challenge you. To see if I have the right to obtain this sword.”

 

It was as if time had stood still for the few moments they looked in each other’s eyes.

The young man of the white rabbit tribe nodded slowly.

 

“I understand. I accept your challenge.”

“! My gratitude.”

 

The bear tribe man lowered his head, and in response, the white rabbit man said, “This is for my sake as well.”

 

“I received this sword from someone important to me.

On the battlefield, I swore that I would only let go of this sword when my heart stopped beating... No, allow me to rephrase that. I’d never let go of it, even if my heart stopped.

I believe fate brought us together so that I could name myself its rightful owner, pledging on this pride of mine.

Which is why I’ll gladly accept. Allow us to duel.”

 

And thus began the truly earnest battle between the White Rabbit Kingdom’s soldier and the Bear Kingdom’s soldier, staking their glory and pride upon the sword.

 

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Rui: ...... (shuts the book close)

 

Koi: HOOOOOOOOLD IT!?? Wasn’t that the best part!? Why’re you closing the book there!!!!

 

Rui: After that, you know what happened? Ikkun totally thrashed his bear tribe opponent so coolly, and the Demon Sword Durandal officially became Ikkun’s. Obviously.

Koi: Well, yeah!?!?!? I know that’s the case because he has it in his possession right now!?

Kakeru: ......The beginning really made you think that it was going to start with a grand tale of the bear species, but it turned out to be just... an Iku fan writing up a narrative about how cool he is...... 🐻

 

# A story about Durandal

# Rabbits Kingdom