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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?

Note: Sticking his pinky finger out in this context implies that Gilbert is gay.

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.

You have a fever!

No! You need to wear your pajamas!

Your eyes are watery.

Let me see your tongue. Come now.

Just who do you think I am?

Don't touch me!

And don't ever give me orders again!

Orders?

Orders?

I was just...

I wonder if he's always like that.

To everyone?

Why is he...

...like that?

Isn't he lonely?

That's that.

It wasn't easy waiting under his bed for three hours.

Just hurry and finish the job.

No worries. I'm gonna dump him in the forest later.

Don't move!

You promised. You said I can do whatever I want.

Get out of here!

No! I never planned on sleeping with you!

You lying bastard!

No! No, get off of me!

Keep it down! Yelling won't do you any good.

That ether will keep that roommate you hate so much asleep for a while.

Don't give me a hard time!

I'm gonna show you...

I'm a much better lay than Blough.

Ow...

Gilbert...

I need to check on him.

What's that smell?

Is that why he knocked me out?

Sto..

Get out of here!

This is my room too!

I will not allow such disgusting behavior!

Aren't you all high and mighty?

The things that Gilbert does in this room...

...are accepted by everyone.

I won't accept it!

And neither will you, Gilbert!

Don't you feel ashamed?

If you really want to do that, do it somewhere where I don't have to watch!

Have some manners!

Now, tell this guy to leave right away.

Or else-

Or else what?!

Has it started?

That's Jack Dren.

Oh, poor guy. This will be fun.

Well?

Have you decided to stop interfering in other's business?

Even if it kills me, I'll never allow someone to act violently towards others!

If you won't leave, I'm going to call someone for help.

Wait!

Everyone knows what goes on in this room but chooses to ignore it. No one will come.

We'll see about that.

He's not backing down!

I'm gonna smash your head open.

He asked me to rough you up anyway.

Is it really that surprising to learn that Gilbert dislikes you?

Wh-Why? I haven't done anything to deserve that.

Nothing at all...

That's just how he is.

He doesn't care about people who get in his way.

Now that you've learned this, go ask the headmaster to change your room assignment.

That's dirty... Dirty!

Don't touch me! You're disgusting!

Get out!

Get out!

Get out!!

Come on, let me in.

No way!

Leave.

G-Gilbert... You know I can't do that.

Out of my way!

Shit!

There are new pajamas.

I've never worn them.

Take your medicine.

I couldn't care less what you choose to do from now on.

But I won't allow you to use me unfairly!

Gilbert changed after that day.

However, it may have just been myself imagining that he had changed.

For Thou only art Holy. Thou only art the Lord.

Thou only, O Jesus Christ, art Most High.

With the Holy Ghost, in the glory of God the Father.

Amen.

Glory to God in the highest.

We praise Thee. We bless Thee. We adore Thee. We glorify Thee. Lord hear our prayer.

I shouldn't have overestimated myself, but it was because of my brazen young confidence.

I thought I could change him,

Gilbert.

I really thought that my earnestness only could change him.

Do you have something to say?

Everyone's gone already.

It wasn't long until I found out.

Gilbert, you were a golden harp with strings dangerously taut.

You only allowed your music to resound for those whom you permitted to touch your strings.

Don't let him go!

It's so cold!

Do it, do it!

Serge, over here!

Do it, do it!

Man, chasing Serge wiped me out.

Pascal, Carl, it's really fun outside.

Hey, grab that chair!

Sorry, but I don't need a case of rheumatism.

Oh come on, it's just snow.

What are you reading today?

Medical Pediatrics?

What? Are you gonna become a mother?

Don't say such stupid things!

You know we only get one week of human biology.

Gilbert!

Gilbert?!

N-No way!

Come on in.

You have just as much a right to be here as anyone.

Come on, won't you sit with us?

Come on.

No! No fighting!

Come on.

Don't tell me what to do.

Kiss me.

Right here.

Stop! Don't be an idiot!

Everyone will see.

Who cares? Kiss me.

Then I'll come in.

Pascal!

Let go of my hand.

I was going to introduce you to everyone, but now I won't.

I hate this. He's manipulating his friend.

In that case, let's leave here.

No.

You're going to let me go.

You did it! That was awesome!

You ditched Gilbert!

I was worried there for a second.

Please stop.

It's just that he's always doing that sort of stuff.

Exactly! We've all been seduced by him.

It's terrible!

It's almost as if Kurt and Necroix have both been kissed by him.

What?!

I didn't mean it like that!

No need to hurry off, even if your patron rejects you.

Exactly.

You did come all the way here to grace us with your presence.

We were having a chestnut roasting party.

You're just in time!

Aren't you hot, standing by the fireplace?

It's fine if you have to take your clothes off.

You are rather fond of nudity anyway, right?

Here, some freshly roasted chestnuts.

Please try one, Prince.

Oh, not hungry? Or are chestnuts something peasants eat?

It's fine, just put them in his pocket if he won't eat.

That's hot!!

What was that for?!

Gilbert made Jack burn himself!

He's mean!

And I didn't do anything!

Pick those up!

Yeah, pick up the chestnuts!

You're the one to blame!

Hurry and pick them up!

What's the matter?

You can't do it?

He doesn't want to sully his hands.

Oh, there's still one in the fire.

Oh no, it's gonna burn!

Can you grab that one?

Looking for something?

He's gonna do it!

He's really gonna do it.

Looks hot!

Don't!

Serge!

Good heavens, what is all that racket?

Hey! You guys!

Everyone back to their rooms!

For punishment you're all going without dinner!

They are amidst the days of their youth.

Standing in the boundaries of their sexuality, the hold both their hopes and fears of adulthood in their hands.

What ties them all together is the law of freedom.

They are all candles, freshly lit.

It's time to get up!

Get up, get up! It's morning!

Hey, he wet his bed!

Better clean it up fast!

The supervisor is coming for roll call!

This is where one must control one's feel.

It's so cold!

It was so cold last night that I couldn't go to the bathroom.

Doubt,

Envy.

Content, yet

Hey there, bed wetter!

Sebastian, cut it out!

Hi there, wimp!

How can they say such things...

Don't cry, don't cry.

Be quiet!

Good people...

Bad people...

They shall both have their desires fulfilled.

Today, you will have the day off that you've all been waiting for.

You are free to leave after you finish eating breakfast.

Claws still hidden watching in bewilderment...

But, please make sure to be kempt and not to disgrace Laconblade's glorious reputation.

Marietta from Italy is pregnant.

We all know whose fault it is!

Cheer up, Serge.

Just forget about the academy and Gilbert today.

Who was it? That potato head Watts!

Okay.

Listen, with me and Carl...

Let's all go to town together.

Leave me alone. You preaching to me again?

I've had enough of your insults!

And I know, Serge.

Everyone was so impressed about how you acted so cool and stood up for me.

But you weren't the one who felt the pain of your hands in the fire!

You just acted out of a love of justice.

The yarn maker's daughter fell for a man.

It's Arles!

She kept it a secret from everyone.

Who is...

Arles.

Beneath its sky of freedom, we let loose once a month.

We witnessed its active society and caused mischief...

We drank cider and felt just a bit like we were adults.

I was able to completely forget about Gilbert.

Just for a moment... No, actually, it may have been for longer than a moment.

I didn't realize Serge could do that.

Enough out of you.

At that moment, I was flooded with memories of my father.

There I am on top of the piano, just a lad.

My mother was watching from the center of a doting audience.

Such innocent memories.

Just for a brief moment in time, I was truly happy.

Those are my faint, precious memories.

Serge!

Hey, wait! Serge!

Serge!

Wait! Serge!

That's Gilbert.

Hey, look at who he's with.

It's Max Blough!

Didn't they break up?

I wouldn't be so sure.

I can't stand him showing off.

Hey! Carl! Serge!

Gilbert was on a horse with Blough?!

I'm heading back to school.

I did a bad thing to Gilbert.

I should be we with him.

You gotta be kidding me!

The real fun is just about to start here.

Why are you so worried about a guy like that?!

Serge, don't tell me you fell in love with him.

Kurt!

How dare you!

Then why are you running after him? It's rude!

Who cares who's he with!

You're chasing after him like a dumped lover!

Stop that, Kurt!

Lover?

Love... Me?

If you don't understand, then I'll clue you in.

You've gone completely crazy for that dirty little faggot!

Take that back!

Get off me!

Pascal, stop them!

Come on!

A dog fight?

Take it back! Take it back!

How can you call him dirty? Are you so clean yourself?!

All men are dirty.

You're dirty for saying awful things about Gilbert when he's never done anything to you!

What did you say?!

You don't get it!

Gilbert is a fag!

All fags are dirty!

Get it now, you bastard?!

Ah, water works the best after all.

What the...

Let's go home, Necroix. I've lost the mood.

I never want to see him again!

Serge...

Leave me alone.

Why? Why does my heart feel this way?

It's your fault, Gilbert.

Gilbert...

And whenever he's around Maria, he can't say anything at all.

But when he drank the brandy, he was able to...

He's not back.

Even though it's past curfew.

Lights out!

How dare he?

He has no shame!

I have to tell him to stop fooling around like that.

And then...

I need to talk to you, Gilbert.

Please put on your shirt and face me.

I already told you I don't like it when you give me orders.

I don't know what you have to say, but I don't want to hear it.

You're a phoney, a betrayer of justice.

Gilbert, I was wrong before.

But to offer your body up to Blough to make me jealous...

To make you jealous?

Don't make me laugh.

What I do with Blough has nothing to do with any sort of interest I may have in you.

So are you saying that you actually enjoy doing those things with Blough?!

Gilbert...

"Enjoy," he says...

I do enjoy it.

I enjoy kissing and being held.

Being held means more than just a hug. You understand, right?

Caressing... Kissing...

Filling my body up with lust.

And then...

And then...

Stop.

That's enough, Gilbert.

Serge... Don't escape me, Serge.

Serge, come here...

The winter mid-term exams had begun.

They were as important to the seniors as the summer finals.

This was because the professors looked at the exam scores to help recommend them to colleges.

Anything else was quickly forgotten.

Gilbert wouldn't say a word.

Occasionally, he'd move near the window,

and stare off some place far off in the distance.

It was almost as if he was awaiting something.

Auguste, my Auguste-

Gilbert!

Gilbert!

The exam...

Pardon me for entering.

I was waiting for you as Gilbert is not here.

I have a message for Gilbert.

Please tell him to come to my quarters when he returns.

Sı I hear you can play piano?

Y-Yes.

Professor Louie Renet is interested in you.

You might consider paying him a visit.

Rosemarine, the student supervisor. The White Prince.

What an amazing presence.

I expected you'd be in such an ensemble.

Rule # 22: Be polite in the presence of superiors.

You are in violation.

My letter!

Do you think you could enter again more politely?

Otherwise, will you accept your punishment?

Give me my-

Augu!

Augu! Augu! Augu!

Auguste Beau...

Why? He's a terrible person.

Save your breath. It's wasted on someone my age.

A body and soul that can experience both pain and pleasure at the same time...

I am the one who raised him to be that way.

Searing pleasure and pain... Anything less is not intense enough.

What a cruel hobby you have.

Hobby?

I wish I could feel the same pleasure as those who receive sexual pleasure...

...from their "hobby" of inflicting pain on others.

Further suffering awaits him.

Unfertunately,

I'm afraid that I will have to be in Rome for business this Christmas.

The more he suffers, the more he'll develop artistically.

He'll lose his indecency and become nude; his sensitivity will be pure.

Through masochism?

Warper mind, warped body...

How can you say that? Is the true human personality not as such?!

Listen, Rosemarine.

He doesn't need any help. Do not allow him to have any help!

He will become corrupt if you do.

Once corrupted, his eyes will dim and the only thing left for him is mediocrity.

I'd never allow it!

He is mine.

He belongs to me alone!

I can't go to pick up you up.

P.S.

I will see you in the spring.

Please wait for it.

It's a miracle.

No, a dream perhaps.

To think that I'd be able to have such talent him in front of me once again.

How is that piano?

Yes, sir.

The keys are a bit heavy. It's similar to my father's piano.

It's best for subdued pieces.

You're very similar to your father, young Serge.

This is Professor Luche. He was the one who taught piano to your father.

Your father liked this piano, so we brought it out of storage.

I'm Louie Renet.

Aslan was three years younger; he was sort of my rival.

I feel my father's aura. And now, I too...

I will give you lessons after New Year's.

Please come here then.

Gilbert , aren't you cold? Gilbert...

Snow, huh? Looks like we'll be having a white Noel tonight.

That is Gilbert's roommate whom I mentioned.

Serge Batouille.

You're...

So you won't be coming to this year's Mass, huh?

In which capacity would I attend?

As an academy benefactor or rather as Gilbert's guardian?

Embrace me! Stronger! Tighter!

Your bones will break...

Break them! More! More!

He suffered, died, and was buried. On the third day He rose again, in fulfillment of the Scriptures, and ascended into heaven.

And as such, we offer up our souls to You, O Lord.

Hey, is your mom here?

Yup. I'm going home with her after Mass.

Aw, I'm jealous.

But my family said they're waiting with Christmas presents for me!

O Lord, we love Thee with all our words and through our actions.

We pray to become one with Thy eternal grace.

You wimp!

Hold me until I pass out! If you can't do that, then let go of me!

More! More!

Use more force! Think of something!

Make me explode!

That He no longer should live the rest of His time in the flesh...

...to the lusts of men, but rather to will of God.

Make me explode!

I don't care if you kill me!

Yes, kill me! Rip my body to pieces!

Augu!

Hey, out of the way!

Upperclassmen leave first!

We're finally free!

See you!

See you, Serge!

See you in two weeks!

I'm off.

Serge! Why are you still in those clothes?

I'm going to stay here and study.

I'm still pretty far behind everyone.

Also, I'm going to be taking piano lessons from Professor Luche.

I had actually told a lie Pascal and Carl.

I decided that I did not want to go back to Paris and deal with my meddling relatives.

Besides, the estate of Viscount Batouille didn't seem like a home without my parents around.

Gilbert?

Where have you been? You weren't at Mass.

Gilbert...

Do you make it a hobby to scare people?

Gilbert!

What's wrong? Are you tired?

Are you not feeling well?

What should I do...

Pascal and Carl went home already, but Professor Watts might still be here.

What should I do? Should I call him?

It doesn't look like you have a fever.

Hey, Gil-

Gilbert!

Wh-What!

Stop!

Hold me... Hold me... Hold me!

Help me, Serge.

Hold me. Sleep with me tonight!

I beg you, Serge.

Idiot!

I can't do such a thing, I can't!

If you're in pain, I'll get you some medicine.

I'll massage your back all night.

But you can't ask me to do that...

Gilbert!

Gilbert...

Why? Why did that just happen?

What is it that messed you up so much?

Who did it?

Get away from me.

If you won't be close to me, then there's nothing you can do for me, Go!

Very well.

Since you asked, I will sleep in your bed with you.

But that's it.

Do we have an understanding?

Take off your clothes.

I won't do anything. I swear to God.

Serge...

Your body is so warm.

Is that my beating heart I'm feeling? Or is it...

Such a mysterious feeling.

My heart is growing warm.

Just by touching... just like this...

How is it that our bodies fit so perfectly with each other?

At that time, I still didn't know about it.

There was a large dark shadow cast over Gilbert.

Auguste Beau, I didn't know about him.

We were taking the same breath.

Our hearts beat as one,

flowing into one another.

That was our brief moment together in time.

I discovered a part of myself within Gilbert.

Gilbert Cocteau-

You were the wind stirring my branches.

Can you hear the song of the wind and trees?

Can you hear the rustling of our youth?

Ah, there must be others who remember.

Those who remember the good old days of their youth.