Violet Evergarden

KyoAni official Bonus sidestory featuring Veg, Hibike and Free characters.
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Part 1:
Kumiko: Nice to meet you, I’m Oumae Kumiko, first-year at Kitauji high school.

Haru: I’m Nanase Haruka, third-year and swimming club member of Iwatobi high school.

Violet: *standing up and bowing* Pleased to make your acquaintance. I am an Auto-Memories Doll who rushes anywhere my clients might desire, Violet Evergarden.

Kumiko: Eh…?!

Haru: Let’s get along.

Violet: Let us indeed get along well, Master, Young Mistress.

Kumiko: Eh…?!

Haru: ……

Violet: ……

Kumiko: Uh, ah, let’s get along, yeah!

Haru: ……

Violet: ……

Kumiko: Hum, I came here for a rehearsal for my band’s concert series. Why did the two of you come here today?

Haru: A film we made during spring break will be screened, so I came here to watch it with my swimming team.

Kumiko: Will it show everyone from the club swimming?

Haru: I haven’t yet watched it, so I have no idea.

Kumiko: So there’s no way you’d know. But it’s rare for people to see themselves in a movie playing somewhere! Wah, amazing! What did you come here for, Violet… chan?

Violet: A mission.

Kumiko: “Mi… Mission”?

Violet: President Hodgins requested me to come here on this day.

Kumiko: Erm… “President”?

Violet: My employer.

Kumiko: I see, hehe. Hum, what will you be doing here?

Violet: My mission is to watch a movie and listen to a concert band performance.

Kumiko: Wah. So you also came for the performance. Thank you!

Violet: Have I done anything warrant your gratitude?

Kumiko: ……

Haru: What’s that “Auto-Memories Doll” stuff you mentioned?

Violet: My occupation.

Kumiko: First time I’ve heard of it. What kind of work do you do?

Violet: It is a profession in which I write letters regarding whatever my client wishes.

Kumiko: So you write letters in your clients’ stead? Sounds difficult…

Haru: *points at a nearby typewriter* You use that?

Violet: Yes. It is a weapon.

Kumiko: “Weapon”…?

Haru: For fighting?

Violet: I do not fight with it.

Haru: ?

Violet: ?

Kumiko: Hum…

Haru: ……

Violet: ……

Kumiko: Ugh, what a heavy mood…! Gotta change the subject!
So, uh, what kinds of letters have you written before?

Violet: I am currently in the process of thorough training.

Kumiko: “Training”…? Ah, so you’re still an apprentice, Violet-chan? Of course, since you’re still young…

Violet: I am indeed undergoing training, but is that related to being young?

Kumiko: Sorry about that… Ah, right! Did you go sightseeing anywhere, Nanase-san?

Haru: I went to the river.

Kumiko: “The… river”?

Haru: One with a wooden bridge across it and lots of people.

Kumiko: Ah, the Great Sanjou Bridge, right? I also go there with my friends when we don’t have practice.

Haru: The water there is too shallow. I couldn’t swim in it.

Kumiko: You’d wanted to swim in the Kamo river?!

Haru: Makoto stopped me, though.

Kumiko: Thank goodness. There was someone to stop you. Violet-chan, where did you come here today from?

Violet: From the mountains.

Kumiko: First the river and now the mountains…
Enough with these guys…!

Violet: Miss Cattleya called it “Arashi”.

Kumiko: Ah! Mount Arashi, right? Were you touring?

Violet: No. We were on a trip to a customer’s place on that day, to write on their behalf.

Kumiko: So you travel to lots of places… sounds like a rough job.

Violet: I do not harbor any feelings of exertion towards it.

Kumiko: Then… sounds like all’s fine, but… ugh… *sighs*

Haru: Oumae, do you live in Kyouto?

Kumiko: Yes, I live in Uji, in Kyouto Prefecture.

Haru: “Uji”? Where the Uji river is?

Kumiko: Yep! Uji river is famous for appearing in “Genji Monogatari”!

Haru: If it were there… I’d be able to swim.

Kumiko: Absolutely not! The Uji river’s stream is so fast that swimming in it is prohibited!

Haru: Is that so…?

Kumiko: Rather, you can’t swim in any river!

Haru: ……

Violet: ……

Kumiko: Ah, uuuuh—oh, yeah, where are you from, Violet-chan?

Violet: I have come from the port city of Leiden, capital of Leidenschaftlich.

Haru: I was born in a port town, too. Do you swim, Violet?

Violet: It is possible for me.

Haru: Oh.

Violet: ……

Haru: ……

Kumiko: ……
Enough already… Somebody save me!

Silence went on after the messy conversation. Would Kumiko, Haruka and Violet be able to come to an understanding with each other?

Part 2:
There had been no laughter in Kumiko, Haruka and Violet’s waiting room. Instead, a serious atmosphere loomed over the place. Kumiko was at her wit’s end when there was a sudden knock on the door…

Cattleya: Excuse us!

Makoto: Ah! Haru! I finally found you!

Reina: So you were in this room.

Kumiko: Reinaaaaaaaaa!

Reina: Hehe, you’re so funny, Kumiko.

Kumiko: I didn’t mean to be funny!

Makoto: Haru, I was startled when you disappeared out of the blue.

Haru: I would’ve come back if you’d called me.

Makoto: Yeah, yeah, you say that after having left us. Everyone was worried!

Cattleya: We were searching for you guys all on our own when we met in the lobby. Then, we hunted for you together.

Reina: This room was super quiet when I passed by earlier, so I didn’t think there was anyone inside.

Kumiko: *gulps*

Cattleya: Wait, were you chatting? Violet, you’ve changed a bit, haven’t you?

Kumiko: Yes. She’s very strange… AH!

(T/N: This just now was a pun that gets lost in the translation. The word “strange” can be written with the same characters as “changed” in Japanese. Kumiko misunderstood what Cattleya meant at first and blurted out something with a different meaning, lol.)

Cattleya: Don’t sweat it. She’s only just started getting around. There’s still quite a lot that she doesn’t yet know.

Kumiko: No, I think there’s a lot in this world that I also don’t know about.

Reina: You weren’t able to have a conversation at all, were you?

Kumiko: Hic…!

Makoto: That’s okay! Everyone gets nervous when meeting people for the first time. So, why don’t we try talking about something now?

Cattleya: Let’s do it~. So… who’s got something to discuss?

Reina: Why don’t we choose a subject that anyone can talk about? Like what food we enjoy?

Kumiko: Yeah! I like cooking eggs, and I really love making fluffy rice omelets!

Haru: Mackerel.

Makoto: That’s right. Haru is really good at cooking. He can make various types of dishes with mackerel.

Kumiko: Oh~, amazing!
Thank God some normal people came to my aid!

Cattleya: What about you, Violet?

Violet: So long as I obtain the necessary amount of nutrients to be able to move around, I have no problem with consuming anything.

Cattleya: Hahaha! *strained laughter* Sorry, everyone.

Reina: *discreetly* Was she like that all this time?

Kumiko: *quietly* Yep.

Makoto: Well, everybody has things they like and don’t like to eat. So why don’t we pick something else to talk about?

Reina: Then, how about “stuff we’ve done lately”?

Makoto: Sounds great!

Haru: I got my driver’s license.

Everyone: Oooh!

Cattleya: Violet’s done something like that too, you see!

Violet: I have practiced my typing.

Everyone: Oooooooh!

Cattleya: She was pretty unskilled at the beginning, but once she started training, she improved very quickly.

Kumiko: You two are incredible… I… uh, something I’ve done recently? Hmmm? This is bad, nothing is coming to mind!

Reina: What about “that thing”?

Kumiko: Ah! In the band, I’ve finally become able to play a line that was hard for me before.

Makoto: That’s wonderful!

Haru: Yeah!

Cattleya: You’ve certainly put a lot of effort in there.

Kumiko: T-Thank you very much!

Makoto: What instrument do you play?

Kumiko: I play the eupho.

Haru/Makoto/Cattleya: “UFO”?

Kumiko: Of course you wouldn’t know of it. It’s a brass instrument that is basically a smaller version of the tuba. Since it’s part of the bass section, it might be a bit too trifling for people to know… By the way, Reina plays the trumpet.

Haru/Makoto/Cattleya: I know the trumpet.

Kumiko: Of course you would…

Cattleya: My, so you both are actual musicians!

Kumiko: I wouldn’t consider myself a musician…

Cattleya: Speaking of which, Violet also brought a book to read for the performance!

Violet: This book is also about the euphonium.

Kumiko: Ah! It’s the “Fun Euphonium”!

Violet: “The euphonium is a brass instrument in the low-middle range. Its trait is a soft, temperate sound that envelopes the audience.”

Makoto: Is that so? I’ll make sure to pay attention for it during the performance.

Kumiko: Ah, please do…
I’m sort of happy…

Makoto: But concert bands must have tough practices. It’s a cultural club, and you need a lot of stamina, too.

Kumiko: Well, it’s not easy… but I really like it.

Haru: It’s good to treasure the things you’re fond of.

Kumiko: Yeah! Nanase-san, you sure love swimming, right?

Haru: Yes. I want to continue swimming, too.

Kumiko: Hehehe. I somewhat feel like performing right now.

Reina: Kumiko, it’s almost time for the ensemble practice.

Kumiko: It is! We gotta go.

Makoto: Haru and I should be heading to the screening too. Well, then, you two make sure to do your best tomorrow!

Cattleya: We’ll be looking forward to listening to your performance.

Kumiko: Everyone, thank you so much! Violet-chan, will you come to see tomorrow’s concert?

Violet: Affirmative. *bows* I shall endeavor to analyze the music at the concert of you two.

Haru: It’s not just them; a concert is something created by the whole band. It’s just like a relay.

Kumiko: Ah, true! Everything comes back to swimming for you, Nanase-san!

Haru: ……

Makoto: Hahaha. *strained laugh*

Cattleya: You two are pretty in-synch as well!

Kumiko: Uh? Ah! *forces mouth shut*

Reina: Hehe, that’s so like you, Kumiko.

Note that Series is rated as Mature on Netflix, same as devilman. So expect scenes of violence, graphic one.
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Dietfriet smiled only with his lips, and then pointed at the thieves while nodding at the girl. “Kill.”

Gilbert was about to grab the girl’s tiny fingers, but in a second, her hand was gone.

The command’s execution was instantaneous. The girl jumped like a cat onto the nearest man with the knife in position, slashing his throat as cleanly as though cutting a fruit from a tree. From his neck, the ‘branch’, a large amount of blood burst out, and his head, the ‘fruit’, shook relentlessly.

She posed no hesitation to assassinate, and was fast to move on to the next action. Using the man’s body as a stepping-stone, the girl leaped and wrapped her bare legs around the neck of another thief, thrusting the knife into the crown of his head. Cries of deathly agony echoed in the room.

The girl then took the unused weapon from the second corpse and turned to face the remaining three people. The thieves, who had finally realized the seriousness of their circumstances, screamed and launched themselves at the girl. But she was quicker. Using her small body, she slipped past their feet and stabbed one after another from behind.

She was so light, yet the way she swung her arms with was so heavy. Her body was even more impressive than Gilbert’s, who had been trained in battle and martial techniques as well as wielding weaponry in the military. She looked as if she had no weight or center of gravity. Every time she flew around, fresh blood splashed along.

“Please stop… sto… stop…” the cornered last man implored for his life. He had completely lost the will to fight back, desperately pleading with trembling lips and a voice coated in fear, “I won’t ever do that again… I’ll compensate for my crimes… so please don’t kill me.”

Most likely, he was reminiscing to what the cooks had told him when finding themselves in the same situation, spitting out what he could remember. He then dropped his weapon to show no resistance.

The girl looked behind her shoulder while still clasping the bloody knife. She sought judgment.

Gilbert shouted, “Stop!”

“Do it.” at the same time, Dietfriet raised his thumb and motioned with it as if cutting his own neck.

The girl opened her mouth a little, showing reluctance. Her eyes darted between the two without settling on either. Seeing that, Dietfriet was perplexed for a moment, then started laughing. He seemed happy.

“Kill.” he ordered once again, still laughing.

The girl moved her arm while still gazing and Dietfriet, robbing the last man’s life. The series of murders took less than a minute altogether. Breathing heavily, she looked in their direction again. She did not speak, but her eyes inquired, “Is this enough?”

——What is this? Gilbert strongly asked himself. What? What on Earth is going on? He gulped lethargically. Is this reality?

“You got it, right? This, Gilbert… isn’t just a kid. Once you figure how to use it, it can become the best weapon in the world…”

He no longer doubted his brother’s words.

Gilbert had planned to show off the girl’s fighting abilities to a small number of people in private. Aside from killing, her physical abilities alone were astounding enough. However, when the time to put it to practice came, it was turned into a ‘spectacle’ rather than training.

“Those assassination hedonists…”

Dark curtains blocked the windows of the training room and a heavy, dirty large rug laid on the floor. Ten death row prisoners had been put in position. Amongst them were some who had committed post women violence and robbery murder. The one supposed to fight them was the girl alone. It was as though they meant to say that, if Gilbert’s suggestions were true, defeating ten violent criminals would be easy. Gilbert himself, as well as the Bougainvillea house, were part of the faction that thought badly of such evil testing mechanisms.

——Should I request a cancelation? Gilbert contemplated in resentment. No, but…

There was no other way of raising her while keeping her near him. He was a soldier, she was a killer, and for the sake of being able to live together with him, she had to assert her own existence and earn a place to belong. What good would come of hesitating at that point, he asked himself. If he ever took her to the battlefield, she would not have to face only ten enemies. Thousands of soldiers were allowed to slaughter by using war as excuse. The one who needed to reaffirm his resolution, Gilbert thought, was not the girl, but himself, in order to become her ‘user’.

While reflecting on that, Gilbert realized that the cufflink of his sleeve was being pulled. “What’s the matter?”

The girl was looking at him. As she was expressionless, he could not tell what she was thinking. She appeared to be simply observing the attitude of her new master with her huge blue eyes. It could be that she was concerned about him.

After directing the girl and prisoners to opposing ends of the training ground, the referee said in a loud tone, “Now, commence.”

Enveloped in a hushed heat, the killing spree began.

The prisoners grinned while staring at the girl. None moved immediately in attempt to kill her. Their bodies had been freed after a long time. They probably thought it would be boring to end things so easily. Meanwhile, the girl was completely immobile, even as she was commanded to ‘kill’ by the supervisor. Like a figurine, she stood still while holding the axe.

“So it really was a lie? We’ve been made to attend to something so pathetic…” Some bantered without caring about Gilbert hearing it.

“There’s no way that child can win against adults. Just take it back already. Poor thing.” Some murmured on behalf of the girl.

“The Bougainvilleas sure have fallen. To think he’d try to attract attention with a farce…” At such a critical moment, some even spoke ill of the power retained by Gilbert’s family.

“What a waste of our time.” The surrounding soldiers talked raucously amongst each other.

“Hey, Gilbert.” Hodgins called out to him in apprehension, yet Gilbert remained quiet without outwardly displaying nervousness.

——Why won’t she move?

Gilbert observed the girl. She gripped the axe tightly. There was no way she had no will to attack.

——Back then, too, she was holding onto those weapons without hesitation. She also has no signs of being afraid. Some sort of cue is missing. But if that’s not the order, then, what is it?

While he reasoned, the biggest man of the group stepped out of line to charge at the girl, extensively swinging the baton and laughing. Although he was at a certain distance, the girl did not budge.

“Hey, Gilbert! She’ll be killed like that!”

With a twitch, the girl reacted to Hodgins’s scream-like voice, looking up at the bleachers. Her blue orbs found Gilbert’s green ones amidst the many other soldiers’.

“Gilbert, go stop them! Hey!”