Scenario:My Beloved Auguste - Chapter 4: Poacher's Meg - Episode 1
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My Beloved Auguste - Chapter 4: Poacher's Meg - Episode 1
Despite Meg's vow to stay away from Auguste for good, she shows up at the usual hotel again a year later. It turns out when she helped an injured elderly woman get to the hospital, the senior repaid Meg's kindness with a free ticket to Auguste. Unable to turn it down, Meg unwillingly accepted it.
Meg: Recap time!
Meg: I figured my luck couldn't possibly be bad enough for something awful to happen thrice, and so I decided to take another plunge in Auguste!
Meg: But stupid is as stupid does! I went for a swim, and wham—a fish rammed into me out of left field!
Meg: Down I went, sinking into the water... But before I knew it, I was on the beach!
Meg: When I came to, there he was: my Prince Ch—
Meg: Nope! Some guy in tighty-whities!
Gran is the Main Character
Meg: And—surprise, surprise—he's a member of that crew that keeps popping up!
Djeeta is the Main Character
Meg: And—surprise, surprise—he's a member of that crew that keeps popping up!
Meg: Why, oh, why, do my vacations always have to go awry?
Meg: I swore to myself I'd never, ever, eeeever go back to Auguste again!
Meg: ...
Hotelier: Ahem... It's a pleasure to see you again, Meg...
Meg: Haha...
The proprietor takes on a gingerly tone when speaking to Meg, who has just finished checking in.
Her features have changed somewhat, but whether that is due to natural maturation or the series of traumatic experiences in recent years is anyone's guess.
Hotelier: Knowing everything that's happened to you each time you come to Auguste, I... don't know what to say...
Meg: I didn't plan on coming at first. But I have my reasons...
Hotelier: Is that so?
Meg: I think I'll just enjoy a quiet summer at home this year... Yeah, that's probably for the best.
Forgoing a vacation does little to lift Meg's spirits, but she prioritizes peace above all else for now.
While taking a walk across town, she spots someone hunched over by the wayside.
Meg: Um, ma'am? Are you okay?
Grandma: Ah, yes, I'm right as rain... But thank you for asking, dear.
Grandma: Ngh!
The elderly lady lets out a muffled shriek when trying to get up, then falls to her knees.
Meg: Oh no! Let me take you to the doctor!
Grandma: Huh? But...
Meg: It's okay! Here, get on my back!
After making sure that the senior is secured behind her, Meg carefully dashes to the nearest clinic.
Grandma: Thank you for getting me here, miss. The doctor said it was a close call.
Grandma: Fortunately I feel much better after taking some medicine. I can't thank you enough...
Meg: Please don't worry about it. It's nothing really.
Grandma: Even the doctor said you made the right call by rushing me to the clinic...
Grandma: There's something special about you... Really, thank you.
Meg: Oh, I just happen to have a bit of experience with emergencies... Well, I'll be off now.
Grandma: Wait just one second! I have something for you.
The old lady digs into her pockets, fumbling for something.
Meg: Oh, please, there's no need to give me anything! I only did what anyone would—
Grandma: Here you go.
Meg thought it might be an offer of coin, but it turns out to be a scrap of paper.
Meg: Hm? What's this?
Grandma: A round-trip ticket to Auguste, with room and board included.
Meg: ...
Grandma: I was really looking forward to going this summer.
Grandma: But given my condition, I've decided to play it safe and spend the summer with my kids and grandkids instead.
Meg: But I've already been to Aug—
Grandma: I want you to have it. No need to be shy about it.
Meg: I'm not trying to be ungrateful. It's just the mere mention of Auguste makes my mind go blank...
Grandma: Auguste, oh, Auguste... Me and my hubby made a promise in our youth to go there together someday...
Grandma: But we've always been so busy working our tails off that the chance flew us by. He passed away a few years ago...
Grandma: But I'm past that now. What matters isn't Auguste itself, but rather all my precious memories of him.
Meg: ...
Grandma: Enjoy the trip, for my sake too. You saved my life. This is the least I can do for you.
Meg: Sniff... Sob... O-okay, I'll go...
Grandma: Aw, I'm sorry if I made you cry talking about my past, dear. You're such a sweetheart.
The senior completely misunderstands the true meaning of Meg's tears.
Meg: And the rest is history...
Hotelier: So I see...