Chapter 1, Episode 2

Nake: I'm glad I finally synthesized something right, but...

Nake: ... I don't know if this ointment will work on the **strange and mysterious** **disease.**

Maji: Nya, you were talking about that earlier.

Maji: What the meow *is* this "**strange and mysterious disease**"?

Nake: Well, about that...

Cyan: Nake...

Cyan: You have been my apprentice for the last six months.

Cyan: To be honest, I was surprised to find that you have **no skill at all.**

Cyan: **Ahaha**! I can't stop laughing!

Nake: ...

Whitea: Did you really need to say that? Nake has been working so hard...

Cyan: ... We should talk about you too, Whitea.

Cyan: If we compare your results with Nake's, it's easy to see that you're not doing any better than him.

Whitea: Oh...

Cyan: But Nake, I did think that you may have some **special talent** we don't know about yet.

Nake: Seriously?!

Nake: I guess I'm just a late bloomer!

Cyan: No, it was just a figment of my imagination.

Nake: ... Oof...

Cyan: In the end, I wonder if teaching just isn't for me.

Nake: ...

Nake: S-sir, please wait!

Nake: "I'm gonna become the world's greatest alchemist!"

Nake: That's the promise I made to a friend who's very important to me. So...

Nake: **I will never, ever give up!**

Whitea: Nake...

Cyan: ...

**Boom! Boom!**

Cyan: Oh? I believe we have a visitor.

**Clack!**

Mayor Poco: **Doctor**\* **Cyan! Something terrible has happened!**

Mayor Poco: **My son, he...**

Mayor Poco: **Something terrible has happened to my son!!!**

Cyan: I see. You're here because of your son, not yourself. What seems to be the problem?

Mayor Poco: Pant... pant... Well.

Mayor Poco: Well, you see... it's my son!

Mayor Poco: He's sick with a very strange disease!!!

Cyan: "Strange disease" ... huh.

Mayor Poco: Yes, very! The top half of his body is running a high fever, but the bottom half is as cold as ice...

Mayor Poco: ... plus he has bloodshot eyes, a sore nose, and his mouth has ripped open all the way up to his ears!

Mayor Poco: And then, umm...

Mayor Poco: Ah, yes! He has **corns** on every single finger and toe...

Cyan: ... That will be enough, Mr. Mayor.

Mayor Poco: Oh, beg your pardon.

Mayor: Anyway, only you, Dr. Cyan, the greatest alchemist in the whole kingdom...

Mayor: can treat this terrible disease!

Cyan: ... My apologies, Mr. Mayor.

Nake: **What!?**

Whitea: Papa... we really can't help him?

Cyan: ... I'm retired, now.

Mayor Poco: No! That means, my son will...

Nake: ...

Nake: I'll do it!

Whitea: Nake...!

Cyan: ...

Nake: Helping people in need is my duty as an alchemist!

Nake: **Leave it to me, Nake the Alchemist!**

Maji: Surprisingly bold words from nya there.

Nake: I know, but I would've been sent home if I didn't say anything.

Nake: ... Besides, the person with this disease is suffering so much...

Maji: ...

Maji: ... Mew what you have to mew, I guess.

Maji: But our ointment's probably nyot gonna work this time.

Nake: Ugh... What should I do now...

Maji: Easy. Just synthesize some mew medicine.

Nake: New medicine?! I don't have any idea how...

Maji: If you don't have any ideas, go buy some books and mew some research.

Maji: At times like this, why nyot ask **Al** from the item shop?

Nake: Oh yeah... the merchandise shelf?

Maji: Sell some of that ointment at the store, buy those research books, and learn something!

Maji: Come on, let's go together!

Nake: Maji, you're coming too?

Maji: I feel like something bad will happen if you mew this by yourself.

Nake: All right... but don't talk in front of other people, okay?

Nake: People will think I'm weird and suspicious if I have a talking cat...

Nake: The fact that my teacher hates cats could be a problem too...

Maji: I knyow, I knyow. I'll be a good cat and stay quietly inside your bag.

\*TL note: This is not to imply Cyan is a medical doctor by profession, more like a scholarly doctor and/or a term being used as a sign of respect from the locals.