Event Quest:Money Makers!:Volos and the Resort
[Translation by Kukuru]
Spending time with Volos at the Beach Resort
Location: Andva-Resort
There~! Now that I finished today's delivery with no hitches... |
A few days after the watermelon splitting contest, Volos finished up his usual deliveries
and headed to the beach alone where the watermelon bombs were exterminated.
Good. Looks like there hasn't been any bombermelon sprouts since. |
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Found you, Volos! | Yikes! It's a bombermelon! | Check out these huge melons right here! | ||||||
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By the way... I didn't see ya at the beach house earlier. |
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I finished work for today. | Today's my day off actually. | I've been waiting to hear from you... |
Really? Since I had no more errands to take care of later today, |
... Ah. H-Hey, [Player], I want to ask you something... |
W-Well... U-Umm... [Player]... If you don't mind at all... |
I... I'd like ya to lend me a hand in looking for any bombermelons hiding somewhere. How about it...? |
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Sure, I'd be happy to! | Alright, let's play together! | So you're asking me out on a date huh? | ||||||
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[Some time passes...]
Awright! Photo-syn-the-size! Ahahah! Ain't that a clean hit, [Player]! |
The mostly used as a pretext exploding watermelon search was quickly concluded,
and the two of you enjoyed watermelon smashing using damaged watermelons.
Whew, I didn't even break a sweat. Here, do ya need a towel? |
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I'll borrow one, thanks! | This is what you wiped your sweat off with... | Smells like a watermelon... | ||||||
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Huh... Dah, my mistake! That's the one I used already! Don't use that! |
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Volos arranges the split watermelon and hands you a slice that seems easiest to eat.
Here you are, one watermelon slice. |
While Volos hands out cleanly split watermelon slices to you,
He sits down close to you and cools off in the shade.
Careful, [Player]. Some prickly flowers are bloomin' there. |
On top of the sand, a shrub with vividly pink flowers has taken root there.
Just like Volos said, there's sharp thorns growing on the branches behind the leaves.
Ahh, this is a hamanasu flower. It’s a durable plant that can grow in sandy soil. |
Hamanasu is written to read as beach eggplant, but it's actually a type of rose. |
The flowers resembles the flowers for sand pears, |
When the flowers fall off they bear fruits known as rose hips, which you can dry and put into tea or make jam with... |
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Wow. You're as much of a nerd about flowers as you are with vegetables! | Okay, Volos, I get it! | It's a type of rose just cause it has thorns...? |
... Yikes! I shouldn't do that... Sorry, [Player], I couldn't help ma self again...... |
Ahahah... Even if it's agriculture talk, I usually get bored of it. |
Not only that I can talk about fruits, but I know the flower language too! Hmhmhmhm~ |
A hamanasu symbolizes, let's see now... |
...... Darn, how did it go again? Erm...... |
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A fun journey, sweet sorrow... | Wasn't the saying, "a farewell to the journey is sweet sorrow"? |
...... O-Oh, [Player]...... |
Volos lifts up his face to your nonchalant comment.
A-Ah, sorry, pardon me. You see... an old friend of mine also said the same thing to me. |
To tell ya the truth... my old buddy knows more about them flower language than I do. |
Volos smiles and glances over to the distant sky dyed by the evening sun.
He... was something of an artist who loves words and poetry. |
Though he had a sarcastic side to him, he often calls me "fuzzy." |
Whenever I chat with you... somehow I keep remembering about him. |
I reckon... there might be something about ya that's resembles him. |
Volos gives a faint smile and quietly brought his shoulder close to you.
You can smell a faint earthy smell from him.
I can't go and see him anymore. The memories I have about him are very precious to me. |
Just like seeds left behind by a withering flower that sprouts anew once more. |
What happened then was like what's happening now. |
Volos brings his shoulders closer to you as he whispers something,
although his small voice seems to get lost in the breeze blowing in the shade of the tree.
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Kind regards, my new "friend"! | So... as a "lover"? | ||||||||||
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