So I didnt make a post about this novels chapters that were already translated like I did for KittoMa and ItsukaMa because there really wasnt anything worth making a post about. The Chinese version stayed really faithful. There were a few jokes that were cut out and some that it seems like Vivarina just didnt know how to write in English (Like when Yuuri was imagining Super Saiyans because the Big Shimaron tournament is called the exact same thing as the Dragonball tournament Tenkaichi Budokai). There were also times where it looks like she mixed up who was talking. Although, one time even I'm not really sure if it was Wolfram or Yuuri making the comment. It seems like ithadto have been Wolfram because the next line was definitely Yuuri, but it also seemed out of character. It wasn't anything really important though so whatever ^-^

That being said, some of the names are a bit different because they got changed into Chinese phonology. I'll list them at the beginning of the chapter if they come up. The one in this chapter is:

Saismoya > Sizemore

Oh, and I got the picture for this chapter fromPortrait of a Demon King.

Anyway, here it is! Chapter 4 of Ten ni Ma no Tsuku Yuki ga Mau! (The Ma!Snow Dances in the Sky!)

Chapter 4

Whats up with that!? Hes all weak too!

Hes Lord von Bielefelt, right? I dont think hes weak at all.

He probably just underestimated you. There we go!

Hey hold up, Murata. If you do that, then Wolf and the others wont have anywhere to escape.

To the death? Thats a bit much.

As he stood by the window watching the scene outside, Murata let out a long sigh.

At that moment, I understood. He had taken out his contact lenses and was a black-eyed owner of Japanese DNA just like me. There was a glitter that I had definitely seen somewhere before in his near-sighted eyes.

My friend from the same class suddenly looked scarily old. I cant move my gaze away from the dark light in his irises, in his pupils, deep deep within. As I gaze at the pinpoint, numbness runs up from my hipbone.

Stop. Murata hurriedly covers my eyes with his right hand. Its dangerous. You cant control it on your own yet.

Magic. You and I have a very special relationship. Used correctly it can even become a powerful weapon. But its a double-edged sword. One wrong move can end in tragedy. Do you remember that rampage at the Gilbit estate? That was really dangerous too.

I impatiently brush off the hand on my face. It was only for just a brief moment, but the daylights brightness hurt my eyes.

Its true. You might not be able to believe it though. You and I to put it bluntly, the Demon King and I have a special relationship. I am able to aide a king who has great power. I was made for that purpose. But you arent used to using magic yet. If we mess up while working together, we wont be able to stop the magic from running wild.

Uh, um, in a video game that would be a tag-team combo?

It wasnt the time for me to be praised for confirming the name of the technique.

Maybe its because my brain isnt calm right now but you sound like youre a human from this world. Maybe not a human. A demon maybe. Either way, Ken Murata from Japan, a classmate from my hometown, was really someone from The Great Demon Kingdom! Is what it sounds like.

With his arms loosely folded across his chest, hes leaning against the wall. Half of his body is in view of the window and only that part was obstructing the sunlight.

He looked black with the light behind him.

I said so, didnt I? Im Ken Murata. Im not anyone else.

Then who are you?

Your Majesty, arent you Yuuri Shibuya? Arent you a baseball fanatic who lived on Earth as a Japanese high school student right up until just before your 16th birthday? Arent you Yuuri Shibuya, the owner, catcher and captain of a grass-lot baseball team and a Lions fan? Even if you ask me who I am, I am me and theres nothing false or true about it. I lived on Earth for 16 years too. I lived as a perfectly normal Japanese person with relatively ordinary parents even though they work a lot so there are days when I dont see them at all. I was in a different school district so our elementary schools were different, but we were in the same class in middle school, right? I was born with the name Ken Murata. I dont have any middle names or baptismal names. I was there for almost 16 years. I breathed the same air and was raised in the same world. You wanna hear more? We go to the same bookstores and convenience stores and we take a shortcut through the same park. As a matter of fact, the ramen shop I went to after cram school in 6th grade was the same too. Is that enough? Can you be satisfied with that? If you ask me who I am now, all I can tell you is that Im me!

My voice is high-pitched. I felt like the floor under my feet would disappear and I would just plunge into the ocean.

Yeah. Thats, its a little extra something I remember from before being born.

Yes.

He embraced your soul and went to Earth and protected you with great care on the journey. Until it was decided where you would be born. My guardian was a ridiculous doctor, but he brought along Lord Weller, who didnt know anything about Earth, and tried surprisingly hard. You had a slightly troublesome pursuer and he needed to get away from them.

Yeah, because you were the soul of the next Demon King.

Theres no way Id remember that.

The guy who insists he is Ken Murata squints his black eyes a little.

F-forget what? Your past life and before that?

Im sorry. I cant really unders

Hey, um, when you say way back, does that mean about 500 years?

Then 800, 1000 years?

Seriously? Then you remember all of the past 4000 years of Chinese history!?

If you werent in China then where were you? Did you wander around the world?

I had inadvertently imagined it and was on the verge of tears.

Hey wait, I wasnt the one who died, Murata said as he unfolded his arms and pounded his chest with his fist. It was the previous previous previous owner of this soul who died.

How can I explain it in an easier way? For example, its kind of like remembering the main characters you empathized with in a few dozen movies. Ah, World War I was pretty difficult wasnt it? The railroad engineer had a pretty wife, didnt he? Its really great we have a cure for the bubonic plague nowadays, huh? That kid really admired the Crusaders and like that, I accurately remember the portrayals of main characters from movies from a bunch of different eras. So, its not like I have gone through anything sad or painful myself. Even though I have 4000 years of memories, Ive only lived sixteen years. I might cry over the pain of others or for disasters sometimes, but theres nothing on par occurring in my own life. Hey Shibuya, you paying attention?

No, not who are you. Do people with memories of their past lives talk about them like that? Murata is surprisingly objective. What century were the Crusaders from? I regret that I failed world history.

I saw the one with Elizabeth Taylor. But during Cleopatras time, the owner of this soul lived in the land of the demons.

It seems so. At that time, the name of the country was Murata lapsed into thought for a short while as if he was remembering something like in a scene in an old drama. Yeah, it has been here before.

When I first came to this world, a spiteful American Football Macho used an iron claw on me. Thanks to that, the accumulated knowledge of the language stored in that gap in my soul came out. I found out that the previous owner of my soul was someone who lived in The Great Demon Kingdom. They lived as a demon in that country before I was Yuuri Shibuya.

Its a really strange odd feeling. Having a friend that I cant clearly associate with either Japan or here

Oh, Murata was born in Hong Kong. I heard that his parents are Japanese though.

I have the important mission of assisting you, His Majesty the 27th Demon King.

Ill be happy if I can. The reason I have the vast knowledge from the time I was called The Great Sage is to help you.

I havent eaten or drank anything, but theres a round lump stuck in the back of my throat. After struggling and coughing for a bit, I realize that its air. I was so amazed I forgot to exhale the air I breathed in. Saliva went down the wrong pipe and my nose was burning.

Are you okay, Shibuya? You want me to get some water?

The Twin Black Great Sage. The sole person in this world who stood on equal ground with The True King. It is said that if it werent for him, the demons would have lost in the battle against the Originators and would have been forced to wander without land or country.

You're that Greatcough Sage guy!?

As soon as Josak had called him Your Highness I should have realized that he was someone of a high position. As a baseball brat who had bad grades in language class, Your Highness was something Id never heard before. I probably wouldnt have been able to read it without furigana and if you asked me to write it, it would have been impossible. I dont even know how to use the word. (2)

Tha- wh-wh-whats up with that? Then for the time being, Ill just tack Lord onto your name and call you Lord Murata.

But, then that means that youre a lot more knowledgeable about this world than I am.

Even so, you were tricking me

But you didnt tell me. You even made an excuse that you could speak German when you were communicating that first time. When you met Flynn and American Football Macho, you were pulling that half-baked deception that you were misunderstanding everything All of that was to trick me. That means you lied to me on purpose without any remorse.

And not just in this world. In Japanese high school life too. While we played baseball on the weekends, when you brought me to the dolphin show, when you invited me to work at the beach, all that time you knew, didnt you? And then when I drowned at the dolphin pool you pretended to actually be worried.

Its too late for that now! You knew where I went and what I was going through. So what was all that with it seemed like you might have gotten washed out to the sea wall? Agh, I dont know what to think anymore!

Shut up. Its just a whole bunch of lies.

Surrounded by a bunch of beautiful people I had never met before and being told that I was the Demon King starting today was so shocking I had nightmares because of it. But the reason I was able to accept that was because everything was so bizarre. Because everything here was so incredibly different than the world that I was raised in, I was able to sort out all of the new information.

Its hard to believe, but its different than just accepting new information and filing it away.

I wasnt trying to trick you. I just didnt say anything. I couldnt say anything.

Shibuya.

Whatever, I dont care. Theres no point in getting this angry. Its just I felt like I had to protect you somehow because you didnt know anything about this world, because you didnt know that Japanese black hair and eyes were dangerous because you only had me... its like I was being an idiot. No, not like, I was being a genuine, bona-fide idiot damn it, Im so stupid Im such a joke.

I feel like crying now. If I wasnt so tired I would have already been wailing a long time ago. Id have grabbed a plate or a book or a pillow or anything I could reach and thrown it at him.

How much did he laugh at me?

On the other side of the window that I absently glanced at, the skirmish (according to Josak) was about to happen. No one had drawn their swords, but it was hard to call the situation calm.

And?

I got treated like a sick person.

Even worse was when I was called a devil. Ah, that time was really bad. I almost got burned at the stake.

Anyway, after going through experiences like that so many times, I realized it wasnt smart to talk about the truth. Not to anyone, not to my parents, and of course not even to my friends. Not even to you I was hesitating over whether it was alright to tell you right up until now. But I thought if, as my last excuse, if you if you confessed to me then I would confess too.

I wanted to hear it from you, but unfortunately you never confessed.

Yeah, its ridiculous. No one would believe it.

Were sixteen, after all.

Hmph.

When I playfully gave his shoulder a push, Murata pushed my shoulder back. With the same strength.

Its the situation where guys would embrace and hug each other in a coming of age movie. But neither of us will do those kind of exaggerated things in a situation like this. Were Japanese after all.

Im the Demon King.

Even though I was born in Boston and raised in Japan, the soul I have is a demons and I was raised to become the Demon King. Its funny, isnt it?

History, management, stuff like that? How to be a king? No one taught me anything like that. When it comes to stuff I know theres baseball ping pong and baseball. Forget college, I hadnt even gone to high school for that long. But all of a sudden Im the ruler of a country. I have to govern over hundreds of thousands of people. Its crazy, isnt it?

What about you?

Because neither of us felt that there was anything unfortunate about the parts of our lives we didnt talk about.

But at the same time, I had cut off my one remaining, although narrow, escape route.

Hm?

Until now, I had met friends in a place that no one knew about and was the king of a country that no one had heard of. The only proof I had was the Lions Blue pendant swaying on my chest. If I had been surrounded by a bunch of doctors in a pure white hospital room in Japan on Earth and they told me that it was all a dream, that it was all an illusion that I had seen, I wouldnt have had the confidence to defend myself.

I have companions in this world and there is a friend who knows this on Earth.

No one can doubt it.

On the other side of the window pane, a silver flash cut through the air. It was the flash of steel. Theres only one thing I imagine it could be: someone had drawn their sword. Hurriedly looking out the window, I see that even Flynn has appeared on deck.

Five men in yellowish beige work clothes have come on board from the coast guard ship. The one who drew his sword is a young man in the rear who seems to be an underling and looked like the least flexible of the bunch. The others were grinning at Flynn rather than Sizemore and Josak.

Ugh, those guys are going on about some other stiff thing. Whats wrong with a wife representing her husband?

Its obvious. It's times like these that we Lets Norman Gilbit! It was really lucky for us that he was a masked man. (3)

Huh, thats weird. Did I lock the door?

But theyre saying that theyre not going to let us through because Flynn is a woman! Its nothing all that dangerous. I just have to make an appearance with Normans mask on and arrange for us to go on.

Ugh, really!?

Murata!

He doesnt look prepared for something like that at all. After hesitating for three seconds, I groan and grab the back of the chair.

Its easier to throw around furniture than to hit a friend.

The leg of the simply designed chair smashes the thick glass loudly. Perfect, Ive always wanted to do this kind of classroom mayhem. However, the sturdy wooden frame was still there and there wasnt a space I could fit my body through. Even if I kick or throw my shoulder into it, it wont break.

If you really are my best friend Murata, the bronze key is sitting on his right hands index finger. Then you wouldnt tell me to keep my head down because Im a king! I dont know about the Twin Black Great Sage though.

Muraken would do this: hed laugh and lift his head like this.

I thought it would turn out like this.

He tossed the key over and it flashed red. It comes flying at me in an arc over the short, 50 centimeter distance between us that I could have reached across.

Shibuya, the mask.

I pulled the tight mask over my head and tied the leather cord. I put one foot on the window frame and stick out the top half of my body.

Everyones gaze is immediately drawn to me. Murata murmurs behind me as I pitch forward out of the window.

The Great Sage was absolutely right.

(1) At this point in the story, youre supposed to have already put two and two together that Murata was born in Hong Kong and his previous life was a woman named Christine who also lived in Hong Kong because of what happened in Alls Well that Ends Well in the gaiden KakkaMa that came out between novels 4 and 5. Or at the very least, be suspicious of that fact~ It was made fairly obvious in the last novel when Murata started talking about their guardians. Everything that Murata has been saying regarding Conrad and Jose is from that side story. Maybe I should have translated that first But its really long! XD I promise Ill get to translating that eventually!!

(3) The Lets Norman Gilbit here was in English ^-^

(4) This is what Conrad said all the time.