02x03 - Needs

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F: Even at the cathedral, it was her way or the highway for Main.

F: But when she saw Lutz doing his best as apprentice merchant,

F: she realized her folly at not trying to fit in with the church's ways.

F: That led to her finally winning Fran's trust, but...

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Title Card: Ascendance of a Bookworm

Ep Ep Title: Chapter Seventeen Needs

Fr: Welcome home, Lady Main.

L: Welcome... "home"?

M: I'm commuting, but the cathedral is home to them.

M: Isn't that right, Fran?

Fr: That is right.

L: Makes sense.

Gi: You didn't even know that?

D: Don't bother.

D: Let them put their feet in their mouth.

M: Gil, Delia, could you keep it down?

M: I'm talking to Fran here.

Fr: I know when I'm unneeded.

Fr: Bye.

L: What's her deal?

M: That was Delia, my retainer.

L: Even people like her can be a retainer?

Fr: Delia's a special case.

L: What about this guy?

Gi: What about you?

Gi: Don't just waltz in here and act like you own the place, you outsider!

Fr: You can think of Gil as a special case, too.

L: So you're the only decent retainer she's got.

M: Fran's an excellent retainer, and he comes with the head priest's recommendation.

L: I'm Lutz, with the Gilberta Company.

L: I was told to come pass on my tricks for monitoring Main's health.

Fr: Thank you for coming.

Gi: Hey, runt! You still haven't told us about this guy!

Gi: Don't ignore me!

L: You moron!

L: What if you hurt Main?!

Gi: Wh-What do you think you're doing?

L: A retainer who lays a hand on his own master? I don't believe you!

Gi: Let me go!

M: If this were downtown, Gil would have it coming.

Fr: Please stop Lutz, Lady Main!

Fr: This is the cathedral! There can be no violence here!

M: There we go again! What's normal downtown is abnormal here!

M: Lutz, drop it.

L: Just fire this moron!

Fr: If you want him disciplined,

Fr: he can be thrown in detention or denied the alms of the gods once.

: The alms of the gods?

Gi: That's right! You failed to give me what I need!

M: What you need?

Fr: Masters must look after their retainers' daily needs.

Fr: Usually, they give retainers their leftovers from meals.

Fr: And whatever's left over from that goes to the orphanage as the alms of the gods.

M: But I haven't done that because I commute from home?

Gi: You finally realized, huh?

Gi: Because you're such a clueless idiot, I'm about to starve to death here!

Gi: What's wrong with you?

L: What's wrong with you?!

L: You don't work, and you nearly hurt Main, too!

L: And you think you deserve food and clothing?!

Gi: The alms of the gods are bestowed upon all equally!

Fr: Lutz is right, Gil.

Fr: Don't think that you can partake of the alms without working for it.

Gi: Like you'd ever understand.

Gi: I bet the head priest's been feeding you the good stuff.

Fr: I haven't moved from the head priest's quarters.

Fr: Delia's likely living at the high priest's, too.

M: What about Gil, then?

Gi: I became your retainer because I thought I could eat my fill.

Gi: I thought I wouldn't have to share what little food I got in the orphanage anymore!

Gi: If I'm not getting the alms of the gods anyway, I quit being your retainer!

L: Well, that makes things easier. Right, Main?

M: It's my fault.

L: What do you mean?

M: I requested to continue living at home because I didn't want to leave my family.

M: If you're bearing the brunt of that, Gil,

M: then I'll take responsibility for it.

M: I'll think of a way to make sure you're well fed.

M: So could you give me some time?

Gi: Can you even do that?

M: While wondering how I could ensure that Gil got the alms of the gods,

M: I headed to the head priest's office to take care of paperwork.

F: Why aren't you wearing your blue robes?

M: I was told I'd be kidnapped if I wore them downtown.

F: Kidnapped?

M: Yes. So I planned on changing into them once I got here.

M: Give me a moment, please.

F: That's improper.

F: Change in your own quarters.

M: You'll give me quarters?

F: Oh... I take that back.

F: We preferred to have you live at home rather than in the noble wing.

F: That is why your request to commute from home was approved.

F: We can't afford to give you quarters.

M: Is that so...

Arn: Head Priest.

Arn: How about the orphanage director's office?

Arn: It's far from the noble wing,

Arn: and since it was always meant for blue-robes, it's fit to receive guests as well.

F: Very well.

F: Main, you can use the orphanage director's office.

F: From now on, change and welcome guests over there.

M: I'm very grateful.

M: That takes care of the shelter in "food, clothing, and shelter"!

F: It has remained unused for a long time.

F: You'll need to clean it up if you want to use it.

M: Then I'll have Gil clean up while I help with your work.

G: She wants to let Gil handle it?

G: I heard he kept getting thrown in detention for not cleaning the chapel.

F: Are you really going to have Gil do it?

M: I can't evaluate him fairly if I don't give him a chance.

M: Gil, you said you didn't see me as your master,

M: but would you be willing to work for food?

M: If you clean up the director's office for me, I'll compensate you for it.

Gi: Huh? Compensation?

M: Reward for your work.

M: Money, wages.

Gi: Wa... ges?

M: He who does not work, neither shall he eat!

Gi: He who what?

M: I'm not willing to hand out food and clothing to someone who doesn't work,

M: but if you do your job, I'll take care of you.

M: So, can I trust you to clean up?

Gi: If I clean the place, you'll pay me these wages or whatever,

Gi: and I'll be able to eat all I want, right?

M: Yes, I promise.

Gi: Fine. I'll do it.

M: I look forward to seeing what you can do, Gil.

Gi: Gross!

Gi: Whoa.

Gi: Just you wait, you runt!

Fr: The orphanage lies on either side of the chapel,

Fr: split into boys' and girls' wings.

Fr: The director's office lies to the left, in the boys' wing.

Fr: Let me take you there.

Fr: It hasn't been cleaned.

L: I knew it was too much for him after all.

Gi: I haven't cleaned the first floor yet.

M: What part did you clean up, then?

Gi: Your room, duh.

M: Huh? My room?

Fr: It's upstairs.

M: It's shining!

Fr: The staircase does seem to have been cleaned.

Gi: Get up here already!

Gi: How d'ya like that?

M: It's spotless!

Gi: Of course it is. I cleaned it.

M: Thank you, Gil.

M: Gil, can you kneel for me?

Gi: Like this?

M: Good job. Well done.

M: You're really a good boy deep down, huh?

M: What Gil needed most from me

M: was actually just thanks and praise.

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HP: Unbelievable!

HP: How dare he decide this without checking with me?

HP: Who does that mere head priest think he is?

HP: Delia! Why didn't you report this to me?!

D: What are you talking about?

HP: The little devil was given the orphanage director's office!

HP: How were you going to get me any useful information sitting around here?!

D: Huh? U-U-Uh...

D: Please wait, High Priest!

D: High Priest!

D: This is all her fault!

Gi: Whoa, we're outside!

Fr: You even prepared outfits for us?

M: Well, it's my duty to provide you with clothing.

M: And Benno told me not to walk around wearing the church's uniform,

M: so wear these whenever I have to go downtown.

Fr: Sure.

M: Then let's go have lunch, shall we?

L: I got us buchlettes.

M: Time to dig in!

Gi: O mighty King and Queen of the endless skies...

Gi: who doth grace us with thousands upon thousands of lives to consume,

Gi: O mighty Eternal Five who rule the mortal realm,

Gi: I offer thanks and prayers to thee, and do take part in the meal so graciously provided.

Fr: That's the prayer before a meal.

L: Really? I've never heard it before.

M: I'm going to have to learn it, right, Fran?

Fr: I can help you with it.

M: Please do.

M: For now, let's eat!

M: Aren't you going to eat?

Fr: Retainers eat what's left over after their master's meal.

M: Oh, right.

M: This is an order, then. Eat up while it's still hot!

Gi: Yay!

M: What's the matter, Fran?

Fr: Uh, do I eat this with my hands?

M: Yep. That's what's common downtown.

M: It's not like the church.

Fr: I understand.

M: Do you like it?

Fr: It's delicious!

Gi: I don't care as long as it fills me up.

M: Are the alms of the gods that unsatisfying?

Gi: With fewer blue-robes blue robes around, we receive less as alms of the gods.

Gi: On top of that, all their gray-robed retainers had to come back to the orphanage.

M: Well, stuff yourself today, Gil.

Gi: Yay!

Gi: I offer the gods my prayers!

M: Hey, Gil! Don't offer your prayers here!

M: That's a cathedral thing!

Gi: Hey, I'm sorry.

M: For what?

Gi: For calling you clueless.

Gi: Downtown, I'm the clueless one.

L: We're both clueless about each other.

L: So you tell Main whenever you think she's doing something wrong.

L: And I'll keep a look out so you don't do anything weird.

L: Okay, Gil?

Gi: Sure, Lutz.

B: What? You found a oven?

M: The orphanage director's office I was given had an oven.

B: Great job, Main!

B: A kitchen that was actually being used by nobles

B: will help big time with this "Italian restaurant" you were talking about!

B: Let's have our cooks practice there.

M: You already found cooks?

M: Then let's have them make my recipes.

M: The food they make can also be alms of the gods, so it's two birds with one stone!

B: "The alms of the gods"?

M: My retainer's meals. And whatever's left over after that goes to the orphanage.

M: And that's how I came to meet Hugo the cook and his assistant Ella.

Hu: "Put the used vegetable water in the stew instead of throwing it away"?!

M: Look, pizza!

M: I'd thought I would never get to eat it in this world!

M: Viva pizza!

M: I offer thanks and prayers to thee, and do take part in the meal so graciously provided.

Bo: Thanks for the food.

M: So good!

M: Do you like it?

B: This is way better than I expected.

B: I can't believe it, ma'am.

M: I'm lucky I already had homemade baker's yeast because I wanted soft bread.

M: Good job, past me!

M: Fran, I bestow upon you the alms of the gods.

Fr: Thank you.

D: This is all your fault!

D: Why'd you have to go and get this office?

D: Because of it, the high priest thought I was incompetent!

Fr: Delia!

Gi: Knock it off!

D: Because of you, I was thrown out of the high priest's quarters.

D: What are you going to do about it?!

M: Does that mean the high priest cut you off?

D: N-Not yet.

D: Who would cut off someone as cute as me?

Fr: The reason Delia was assigned to you was because,

Fr: as a girl around the same age, she could get friendly with you and gain information.

Fr: That was the idea, or so I've heard.

Fr: But with how brazen she was, she's made you wary of her.

Fr: The high priest no doubt sees her as a major disappointment.

D: No...

D: But hey, a priestess without a female retainer is just unheard of.

D: Aren't I right?

Fr: We've had absolutely no issues in your absence.

B: Main, if she's not up for the job, let her go at once.

M: I don't know what I should do...

D: Are you going to throw me out?

Gi: Crocodile tears aren't gonna help.

M: Wait, what?

D: I'm not crying crocodile tears!

Gi: She who does not work, neither shall she eat!

Gi: There's no food or shelter for those who don't work here.

Gi: Ain't that right, Lady Main?

M: Gil is indeed right.

M: I have nothing to give a retainer who doesn't work.

D: Fine. You just want me to work, right?

D: Surely you need some womanly charms in here if you don't wish to put off your guests.

M: I see.

M: Smiling and fawning over guests has been her job all this while...

B: I don't need that crap.

D: Are you kidding me? How is that possible?!

D: What am I supposed to do, then?

D: I can clean and do the laundry!

D: I can even maintain your room!

D: I'll do my job from now on.

D: So please don't throw me out.

D: Anything but going back to the orphanage, please...

D: I'd rather die!

D: Please don't say you don't need me.

M: Delia.

M: You can stay here.

M: You'll look after me as my retainer, right?

D: Lady Main...

D: What's this I hear about you changing in front of the head priest? How immodest!

D: You're going to ruin yourself as a woman!

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Gi: Yay, yay!

Fr: A gift from Lady Main!

D: No fair! What's with the clothes?!

Gi: No clothes for someone who doesn't work.

M: There's some for you, too.

M: You will work hard for me, won't you?

D: What choice do I have? You're so hopeless without me!