Jail Bird volume 1 | Chapter 3

By Takamure Tamotsu
Translated by asphodel

~Mahumi
Ah...I have finally returned to my true self.

(Mahumi spreads large white wings, soaring through the air.)

Look, Shion! Wings the same as yours—pure white wings! I’ve regained my true form!

(Shion looks at Mahumi coldly.)

Shion...?

Shion
Mahumi, I am not the same as you.

Mahumi
What’s wrong, Shion?
Aren’t you glad?

Shion
Your wings are the mark of an angel: proof that God loves you. But mine are—...

Mahumi
That I’m an angel again?

(Shion spreads his wings.)

Night-black wings...a demon’s wings...!

(Mahumi is horrified.)

Shion
My wings are the brand of a sinner, punishment for one who disobeyed God and fell from grace.
I carry upon my back sins which can never be erased.

Mahumi
You’re...lying. You would never...!

Shion
...you merely do not know. You merely do not know the true me.

(A sword appears in Shion’s hand. He stabs it into Mahumi’s chest.)

Even you—you merely didn’t know of my cruelty—

(Mahumi stumbles away from Shion.)

Mahumi
“No.”
“—...you’re lying.”

Uriel
That’s why I told you that you shouldn’t let yourself be deceived. You belong with us; he is an enemy, a demon. Here, come away with me.

Mahumi
Shion...!

Why did Shion...look so sad...?!

(Mahumi sits up suddenly in his bed.)

A dream...! —so it was a dream after all.

Shion
Are you awake? I’ve made breakfast.

Mahumi
It’s because I met that weird guy yesterday that I ended up with such a weird dream.

Ick. You put green onion in it? I hate green onion!

Shion
Just eat it.

Mahumi
Even though he knew that I hate it. Why did he put it in anyway?
—Shion’s been in a bad mood. It’s probably because of yesterday. But why is Shion angry about that?

(Mahumi is picking out the green onion.)

Yesterday’s—
KISS.

(Mahumi flashes back to Uriel kissing him.)

Waaah, I’m remembering it again, what should I do?

Shion
Mahumi.

Mahumi
Huh?

Shion
You really are—

Mahumi
Shion?

Shion
Disliking green onion—I guess you really are still a child.

Mahumi
What the heck was that! If you’ve got something to say, then just say it!
You idiot!

(He slams out the door.)

Shion
Ah...
...

(Shion spreads his wings.)

Uriel, flashback
“We are truly of the same kind.

Shion
“Truly”—huh?
He...probably really is a companion of Mahumi from before. Uriel is one of the four archangels; if such a high-level angel has descended to earth, then... What does that mean? Mahumi must have also originally have been of the highest order of angels, because I do not think someone like him would bestir himself for the sake of a lower angel.

(A feather flutters to the ground, and Shion bends to pick it up.)

Shion
The feather...

(It is stained black.)

Shion
—If Uriel says that he is Mahumi’s true companion, then does it mean that what Mahumi and I have between us is fake? It’s probably best
—for Mahumi to be with his fellow angels...—

Mahumi
What the heck? Stupid Shion. Why doesn’t he just tell me what he wants? It’s not like I picked a fight with him... If he has something to say, he should just say it straight. Anyway—...
I feel so dumb for crying for a guy like that this morning!
Yeesh. My stomach’s growling. It’s flattened to my backbone. Because that was in the middle of breakfast.

(He chews on a leave from a bush.)

I wonder if I can eat this?
Hmm? The sound of an organ?

What’s going on?

(He wades through the bushes. A church stands before him. A wedding is in procession.)

People
Congratulations. Congratulations!

Mahumi
Wow!

A wedding...! A wedding—it’s a wedding!
I didn’t even know that there was a church here in this neighborhood! (Well, I haven’t really walked around much in the daytime.)
I should get closer to watch it.

(He scampers through the crowd.)

How beautiful.
I want to show this to Shion too.
Hey, what am I thinking? It’s because we’re fighting that I’m out here now.
Huh?

(The bride has thrown the bouquet, and it lands squarely in Mahumi’s hands.)

A girl
Huh? On no!

Mahumi
What is this? Why did this...

A girl
I wanted that!

A girl
That boy got it.

A girl
Little boy, where are you from?

A girl
Won’t you give that to me?

A woman
Didn’t you know? It’s said that the one who catches the bride’s bouquet will become the next bride.
Wouldn’t that be nice, little boy?

Mahumi
Huh? What?! I—I don’t need—...

Priest
Oh my. It’s a bit of a pity to tease such a cute child, don’t you think?

A Woman
Father!

Priest
It’s okay, is it not? On such a long-awaited happy day, that these blessings are passed even onto this child who was walking by?

A Girl
If you put it like that...

A Girl
Though it’s rather funny, isn’t it—

Mahumi
Wow...
He is rather somber with the glasses, but is still so beautiful... Though he has blond hair, he is perfectly fluent in Japanese....

Priest
All the young ladies here today are so beautiful; even without the bouquet you will all probably be wearing wedding dresses soon.

A Girl
Father, you are such a charmer. (But I’m happy.)

(The priest bends to talk to Mahumi.)

Priest
Do you live around here?

Mahumi
Huh? Ah...yeah.

Priest
What is your name?

Mahumi
Mahumi.
Ah...um...I...these flowers...

What should I do? I can’t return them.

(Mahumi’s stomach growls loudly. The priest chuckles.)

Priest
I see. “Food before flowers”, right? That’s easy to understand. It’s okay, come this way.

(Bread, cheese, and other food are set on a table for Mahumi.)

Mahumi
—um...what about the wedding? You’re the priest, right?

Priest
Ah, the wedding ceremonies are already done. It’s okay. About now the bride and groom are in a limousine headed for the airport for their honeymoon. And besides, your stomach is very important. (How about something sweet? I also have financiers from Henri Charpantier.)

Mahumi
A...strange feeling...He’s an awfully nice person, isn’t he...

Priest
I feel like I’ve met you somewhere before. I remembered something that has been in my family for a long time.

(He leads Mahumi to another room.)

Here.

(He shows Mahumi a painting of angels kneeling in prayer.)

What do you think?
—The angels in this drawing resemble you, do they not?
The color of the hair and eyes are a bit different, but the features are very much alike, aren’t they?
You should remember. They are faces you saw every day.

Mahumi
Rippling golden hair which glitters with light, a patrician nose, ice-blue eyes which see through you if as if were a glass ball...

Priest
Perhaps because of this I feel like I know you. If you like...

Mahumi
—if we are speaking of angels, this Father fits the image perfectly.

Priest
...why don’t you come back to play tomorrow?

(Night. The priest is kneeling in prayer in front of the church altar. He sense something and whips around.)

Priest
!
Who’s there!

Uriel
You’re very good at winning over children as usual, Raphael.

Raphael
Uriel. You shouldn’t say that when you’re the one who took the form of a child.

Uriel
I didn’t have a choice. I wanted to be the same age as Mahumi to make him remember, but... I guess it was for nothing.

Raphael
What a pity.

Uriel
Humph.
Anyway, I thought you said that you were preparing for battle? Why don’t you hurry up and kill that guy so we can be done with it? What’s with all this leisurely taking your time?

Raphael
Don’t be so impatient, Uriel. It will probably only result in our failure.

Uriel
What?!

Raphael
Moving suddenly will only scare off our target. We must take our time, move slowly and carefully, so that he will come to trust us more than that demon.
Killing him—will come after that.

Uriel
...Why is Mahumi with a guy like that? Now that we’ve gone through so much trouble to leave Heaven and come here, what should we do?

Raphael
Uriel...

Uriel
I only want us to live happily together like in the old days. That why I came to find him. —He

Raphael
You must not say his name.
To say his name is an act forbidden by God. You must not allow Mahumi’s true name to leave your lips.

Uriel
...He is an annoyance.
Shion...! If he were not here—...

Raphael
It’s okay, Uriel.
I will most certainly take revenge on that demon—...

Raphael
—most certainly, without fail.

(A bright day. Mahumi is running towards the church. He sees the priest and waves.)

Mahumi
Father!

Raphael
Ah, good afternoon.

Mahumi
The weather was nice, so I came to play again! Do you have snacks today, too?

Raphael
Of course.

(He leads Mahumi inside.)

Today we have apple ice tea and raspberry pie.

Mahumi
Yaaaay!

Mahumi
The Father is really great. Every day he waits with a snack for me.

(He notices a short sword on a stand.)

Mahumi
Hmm? Father, what is this?

(Raphael picks up the sword.)

Raphael
Ah, this is called the “Sword of Flame.”
It’s been handed down in this church since ancient times. There is a legend that it will burn away all evil things. I think it was used a very long time ago.

Mahumi
Wow. Can I see it?

Raphael
Here.

Mahumi
This is great. If I had something like this... No, if Shion had something like this, we could exterminate even more demons.

(He slides the sword out of its sheath.)

Nothing happened? I thought it would be hot.

Raphael
Ahahah, of course.
This sword only burns wicked, evil things. You and I are okay.

Mahumi
Really?

Raphael
There have been countless accounts of demon-kind attempting to snatch away this sword in the past, but they could not touch it.

Mahumi
Huh?

Mahumi
—demon-kind... I see. So Shion would not be able to wear this sword. Then having this thing might actually hinder Shion. And it seems he hates churches, too.

Raphael
Mahumi, don’t move.

Mahumi
Eh?

(Raphael takes the sword and waves it near Mahumi.)

Mahumi
Father?!

(He begins to glow.)

!
Wh...what was that just now?

Raphael
Heheh. It was a charm against evil spirits, a talisman. But it’s just an imitation.

Mahumi
You surprised me!

Raphael
What I gave Mahumi just now was the protection of the sun. Ordinary demons would not be able to touch one who uses this holy Sword of Flame. It has more than enough power to just kill them. But I will inflict more than pain on the one who stole this child’s trust. It’s simple payback. How disgraceful—how humiliating—that he who was once one of us, who was taken from us and robbed of his memories, is together with that eyesore.
Now then. Come along, Shion.
Crawl out of your hole. I will crush your life out of you as if you were a rodent...!

(Night. Mahumi steps into Shion’s apartment.)

Mahumi
I’m back!

Shion
Where have you been? You’re late again. Dinner is getting cold—

(Shion sees the bright glow around Mahumi and stops cold.)

Mahumi
Shion?
What’s wrong? You’re making such a scary face.

Shion
Mahumi. —Who did you meet today?

Mahumi
“Who”...the Father at Yamanote Church.

(Shion turns and abruptly walks off.)

Mahumi
Shion?!

Shion
A priest...? You’ve got to be kidding me. At least, he is certainly not just a human priest, to be able to put up such a powerful barrier. What is he, this priest? Why would he do something like this?

(Shion walked into the church. He sees the sword on the altar.)

Shion
This is—

The Sword of Flame!

Raphael
You can’t get near it, right? It is a holy sword which unclean souls cannot approach.

Shion
Who’s there!

Raphael
Well, well. I should say “how do you do?”, shouldn’t I?
I am the High Angel Raphael. You spawn of the demon tribe should recognize that name, shouldn’t you?

Shion
!
Raphael—he stands at the top of the millions of angels as one of the archangels.

Shion
—so
The angel captains have organized this little business trip down to Earth?
Heaven has peace to spare, hmm?

Uriel too—why are all these big-shots here? Could it be because of Mahumi?

Raphael
Heh...you’ve got some nerve, don’t you.
The lower demons quiver with fear and don’t even dare to raise their faces in my presence. So it would seem that you’re one of the higher demons..

Shion
Could it be...?

Raphael
—but you might as well stop bluffing.

Shion
The intense aura of a high angel...spreading through the air even now...

Raphael
After all, you are not my enemy.

Shion
Why did you do something like that?

...it’s like being stifled!

Raphael
—because you are an eyesore. Oh yes. Perhaps you have never sinned. But imagine that you put much work into raising a garden of roses. If insects came to devour them, you would hate them. It’s the same. Insects have no malice. But they are a blemish upon the beauty of the flowers.
You are an insect. And I will exterminate you...!