Kaze to Ki no Uta Sanctus: Sei Naru Kana

The Song of the Wind and Trees

Saint Croissaille

in the suburbs of Arles.

The Laconblade Academy

Thank you for coming.

You used to be just like a little lamb but look at you now.

I'm still the same as always, but you all are different now.

You all blew right past my side, like the wind.

All students, please listen.

Last night, Jack Dren, a student from building A

Committed an unforgivable offense in Building B Room 17

and has been expelled from school effective immediately.

Any student found committing any act that disgraces the Laconblade Academy's reputation

will have to answer me, Rosemarine, the student supervisor.

This classroom brings back memories, doesn't it?

We acted up all the time during the principal's lectures.

How is he doing?

The principal? He's getting up there in age.

He's a regular at the hospital in Arles.

Pascal Biquet!

No...

If we've got the time to sit here learning Latin, we should be reading something more substantial.

Latin's a dead language!

Looking to the future -

we should be studying science.

Shut up!

Well? It's like they're on break, isn't it?

It's because there are no classes today so everyone went to Arles.

They're probably really letting loose right about now.

You all were the same way.

I'm sure it was the same when your father, Aslan, went here too.

Serge, Room 17 has been kept the same since back then.

They kept it vacant and now it's being used as a spare room.

Care to take a look? Go in there.

You'd be better off going in there alone. But make it quick.

Professor Luche and Professor Louie Renet are waiting for us.

Angry old people can be quite frightening.

Gilbert...

It's me.

Sorry I took so long.

But I'm back now, Gilbert.

Okay?

I'm opening the door now.

Roll call!

Line up in the hallway!

Room 11: Saffot, Reivard...

Room 12: Conan, Desoto...

Room 13, hurry and get out here!

Room 14: Devriet, Marche...

Room 15: Andy, Noah...

Bush, Chiffon...

Room 17: Gilbert...

Um, actually...

Gilbert is not here.

And you are?

I am Serge Batouille.

Oh, you joined us today.

What's it like being with Gilbert?

Don't ask him such frivolous questions.

So Gilbert is out? Now, keep moving!

How's the room?

I like it a lot, Professor Watts.

That's good news.

Once again, I am grateful that you\ were all on good behavior today.

Lights out!

Mother, I received a beautiful painting of you.

I got it from Professor Watts.

I'm here now.

I'm where my father once went, Laconblade.

Batouille?

Are you the son of Aslan Batouille?

What a surprise!

I was an underclassman of his.

We spent a lot of time together from 3rd-year until university.

Allow me to introduce you to Carl Mise, the student monitor for Building B.

It's pleasure to meet you, Serge. I hope we get along.

Professors Watts... Carl...

They approached me right away.

I'm so glad I came here.

What's wrong, I wonder?

Why doesn't he come to his room?

Gilbert...

I wonder what he's like.

H-Hey! What happened?

Hey! Get it together!

Hey!

Anybody there?!

I... I need to get someone.

Carl!

Carl!

Student Supervisor

Wake up Carl! Carl!

Keep it down!

Carl doesn't live in the dorm, at night he's at his apartment in town.

Go to the headmaster's if it's an emergency!

It's Gilbert, right? I'll take a look at him.

It looks like her regurgitated something and it got lodged in his throat.

He's having trouble breathing.

I have to resuscitate him somehow.

Resuscitate?

Resuscitation is the act of bringing someone back to consciousness.

I study some practical science courses on my own.

If all we study are the classics, we'll never advance.

The word "resuscitation" would be covered in an elementary science course.

Okay, here goes.

Don't gimme that look! I'm just putting air into his lungs.

Help me keep rhythm.

Come on!

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

One, two, three.

He tried to kiss you?

No, I must have misunderstood.

He wouldn't do such a thing in that condition.

A kiss, huh? Interesting.

Maybe he was trying to seduce you in exchange for your help.

Seduce?!

He didn't want to come back here once you became his roommate.

But with all the rain and him being injured, he ended up coming back.

And then...

Stop! Don't say "seduce"... We're both men.

Besides, what do you mean, "in exchange for"? I wouldn't just turn my back on my roommate!

Fine, you win.

Well, my job here is done.

I think I understand why Carl put you here.

Um, what is your name?

I'm Pascal Biquet. I'm older than you, but I'm in B Class with you.

Flunking classes is my hobby.

Hey, does this sort of thing happen a lot? You seem to be used to it.

Oh, right. Let's just say it's not uncommon.

In any case, good luck living with him.

Come on! Hurry!

We want to see the bad scored being posted!

I bombed my Latin class yesterday.

Out of my way!

Here are your reports on French history.

Those who received a Poor must rewrite it.

Elvard, Good.

Zelvie, Fair.

Tristan, Fair.

Bariet, Good.

Gibert, Fair.

Gilbert!

Gilbert?

He's one of these...

Did you hear? He did it again last night!

Carl!

He was injured and had a fever, yet when he got home late at night, he...

I heard from Pascal.

Don't worry about it. It happens all the time.

But...

Serge...

I should have told you everything before.

Professor Watts didn't want you staying in that room.

But I really believe that he's a good guy, even if he's a little odd.

I think you'll really get along with him if you aren't prejudiced against him.

Serge, think of it as a favor for all of us.

Do you think you can try being his roommate for a while?

I know it won't be easy, but I vow to help you in any way I can.

Why did Blough do such a thing to you?

Dren, please stop, that hurts.

It's fine, you can take longer than fifteen minutes.

But in exchange...

Serge Batouille...

The good boy that meddler Carl stuck me with.

Please help me get him out of my room.

But you belong to Blough.

Rosemarine decided that.

Blough?

He's just a pig that tastes like curry soup.

I just buy reports from him using my body.

You're evil, you know that?

Such white skin...

Dren, you shouldn't...

I told you to just touch it.

If you do as you promised,

you can do whatever you want later...

Okay?

Gallop!

What's with him?

He just got here and he's already this good!

He's from the nobility.

Bu he looks like a gypsy.

I'm running late.

I wonder if Gilbert is back yet.

Serge! Hurry up or you'll be late for dinner!

Thank you!

Gilbert!

Ah, that's good.

Where have you been?

Shouldn't you stay inside when you have a fever?

What do you want to do for dinner?

I don't mind bringing it back here for you.

You're such a fool.

This is what happens when you go out.