thinkoutsidethebox | Memory 18 (significant positive), Memory 19 (trivial neutral)

Given the title of Witch of Truth; decorations; title for the next game. [EP5 tea party] Form of an orange blossom. 4/5 petals remaining, will wilt by day 190.

"Thank you, Erika. ......Thanks to you, it seems I'll be able to forget the pain of my illness for a little while...... *giggle*giggle*, hehehehehehhahahahahahahahahaha! You're just perfect. My piece, my double, ......and my cute daughter."
"Y, ......your words are too good for me...! My master...!!"
"Erika, I will give you honor and a reward. ......It's the greatest symbol of Beatrice, the portrait from the reception hall. Take that off, smash it to make firewood, bake a cake with that and eat it. After that, I'll allow you to put your portrait up in the remaining frame."
"...Th, ......thank you very much...! It is a great honor...!"
".........You will eradicate and erase Beatrice's name and all traces of her. Until that is all finished, I will order that you be made the master of this sealed-off Rokkenjima."
"......By the name of the Witch of Miracles, Bernkastel, I proclaim that you will be given the rank of witch until that day. ......From now on, you will call yourself Erika, the Witch of Truth."
"Th, ......the Witch...of Truth......! ......Th, ......thank you very much, my master...!! I vow to work even harder so that this honor is not wasted...!"
Even though she was nothing more than a piece, .........she was being granted the honor of calling herself a witch like her master, if only for a brief stretch of time......

Erika was so moved that her actions had been acknowledged in this greatest form that she trembled......
"Dlanor, continue to aid Erika and report on her progress to me."
"......As you WISH."
"............By the way, where's Lambda?"
"She is over THERE."
From the guest seating on the second floor, she pointed downwards.

Lambdadelta.........could be seen beneath Battler, who hung there, dead and pierced by the red long sword.
".........Ushiromiya Battler... You were an interesting guy. ...And you might have become even more interesting......too bad."
"What a wonderful way to die. .........Erika! You can hang Battler's corpse in the mansion's reception hall. ......The next time I come to visit this Fragment, welcome me in front of it."
"Certainly, my master. I'll make that foolish man an eternal monument to my master's victory!"
"*giggle*, that sounds wonderful. Really tasteful. Maybe you can coat him with plaster and make a beautiful white statue. ......And it'd be wonderful if you decorated him all cute!"
"Yes, Lady Lambdadelta. I will strive to answer to your expectations...!"
"Congratulations on becoming a witch. Though it will just be for a while, I'll welcome you as a friend."
Erika was so overcome with emotion that tears came to her eyes.

.........Because for a piece, no greater pleasure exists than having your work acknowledged by your master.
"In the end, I'd like to have Beato stuffed too. Then I'll decorate the reception hall with her."
"Galaxy Express?"
"The one that isn't 'Night on the-'."
"......You know, I read that back when I wasn't a witch. ...I always thought it strange that humans who obtained eternal life would become so cruel. ......At the time, I honestly couldn't relate."
"......After becoming a witch and living a thousand years, I fully understand it. ......That writer could understand our cruelty really well, in the truest sense. *giggle*giggle*!"
"......Where will you go next? I'll bet we say farewell with our backs turned, right?"
"That's because I don't want to let you get bored."
"Thanks, Bern. But you can be sure that I'll count to a hundred and then start searching for you again."
"You really don't let a person get bored. That's why I like you, love you. ............Let's meet again somewhere. However, we may not be reunited for another hundred or thousand years...if ever."
"That's alright. The sea of Fragments is tiny to a pair who love each other."
"The Third Man?"
"No, Children of Paradise of course."
".........If each time you smashed one of those countless Fragments that glitter like a starry night, you could escape the poison of just a single evening's worth of boredom, even you would want to count the stars in the sky."
"Ooh, not bad...pfft, *giggle*giggle*...!"
The Voyager witches travel across the countless glittering futures of possibility, ......and gobble them up, trying to escape their illness called boredom for as long as they can.
The tiny, tiny Fragment created by the human known as Beatrice......had now been gobbled up by the two witches......and had lost its glitter.
The two who had earlier called themselves rivals in front of Beato...now stopped that charade and laughed together playfully.
"Erika. The new ruler of this Fragment. .........Weave the truth, ......and create the tale that leads up to this world's demise. ...Umm, the next was the 6th game, right?"
"Yes, it's the 6th game."
"Decide the title for Episode 6 yourself. After all, you're already the spinner of this tale, as well as the Master."
"Thank you very much. ......Actually, I've already decided on one."
"......Oh, already? ......Then let me hear it. What kind of title is it?"
"Yes. Episode 6, .........Heheheheh, I'd really like to tease you a bit, but I'll tell you."
"*giggle*! Come on, stop being a smartass and tell us. A newbie witch like you shouldn't be teasing your seniors!"
"Episode 6,

Checkmate of the

golden witch!"

Ghost stories. "Of course there's no way that Beatrice exists." [EP6] Form of a small blue bottle of sake. 1/3 servings remaining.

[Shannon tells a story about a window in the mansion that kept being found open even after people had just checked it.]

ERIKA: Ridiculous. Wasn't that obviously because someone forgot to lock up?
SHANNON: W, ......well, you may say that, but...umm... B, but this isn't just something that happened once or twice...
ERIKA: In other words, you're a klutz, a fool, and a moron of a servant who forgot to check not just once or twice, but many times over?
GEORGE: ......Shannon isn't the only one. That same window was always opened even when other servants did the rounds.
JESSICA: Yeah, Mom even asked me if I'd ever left a window open in the hall at night. I had absolutely nothing to do with it, but she still got pissed. Sheesh.
MARIA: I'm sure Beatrice wanted to gaze at the moon. Uu-.
JESSICA: It is a bit creepy to have that happen over and over at the same window. ......And that time where the kitchenware was piled up in the kitchen, with a creepy magic circle scribbled there...that sounds even more freaky.
SHANNON: ......Y, yes. They said it was an eerie magic circle drawn with something like blood...... Ever since then, people have been scared to patrol the kitchen...
ERIKA: About the case of the eerie magic circle in the kitchen. Who witnessed that?
SHANNON: Well, ......uh, ......it wasn't me... I, uh......think I heard about it from a servant kid who quit. I wasn't on duty that day...
ERIKA: So, it's basically like this. Just like how the story of some popular haunted location is exaggerated, you servants like to have a little fun telling ghost stories about the mansion at night, right? By doing that, you speak as though the witch exists and infect others with that belief.
BATTLER: ......So, all of the eerie things that are supposedly done by Beatrice are baseless rumors, which are either the result of coincidence and accident or something that someone fabricated for fun. ...Is that what you're trying to say?
ERIKA: Exactly. Of course there's no way Beatrice exists.
MARIA: Uu-...... Beatrice exists.
ERIKA: I'm glad you understand so well, Battler-san. ......There's probably some person by that name, or else multiple persons of known or unknown number who take actions to support that claim. However, this delusion of a Golden Witch Beatrice that we're all thinking of is completely impossible.

Just dumping script excerpts here for now, I will attribute dialog and do effects later... maybe...