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[quote][size=2][url=forum.php?mod=redirect&goto=findpost&pid=38263972&ptid=219703][color=#999999]紫萍东郭 发表于 2015-7-21 23:39[/color][/url][/size]
感谢阅读！这扇门到最后也是来历不明，说不定就是红魔馆里早就堆着的奇怪东西之一吧？不是常有大户人家 ...[/quote]
大户人家的藏宝库什么的233 可以开各种脑洞的素材啊233
那也就是说，帕琪是因为好奇所以才想穿过门看看是什么样子，但是并不知道穿过门看到的是另一条世界线
而蕾米知道穿过门会看到什么，所以不希望让帕琪看到没有和自己相爱的样子
这么一想的话就能找到这篇的萌点了2333
[quote][size=2][url=forum.php?mod=redirect&goto=findpost&pid=38263972&ptid=219703][color=#999999]紫萍东郭 发表于 2015-7-21 23:39[/color][/url][/size]
感谢阅读！这扇门到最后也是来历不明，说不定就是红魔馆里早就堆着的奇怪东西之一吧？不是常有大户人家 ...[/quote]
大户人家的藏宝库什么的233 可以开各种脑洞的素材啊233
那也就是说，帕琪是因为好奇所以才想穿过门看看是什么样子，但是并不知道穿过门看到的是另一条世界线
而蕾米知道穿过门会看到什么，所以不希望让帕琪看到没有和自己相爱的样子
这么一想的话就能找到这篇的萌点了2333
[quote][size=2][url=forum.php?mod=redirect&goto=findpost&pid=38263951&ptid=219703][color=#999999]wbzxhjjal 发表于 2015-7-21 23:22[/color][/url][/size]
稍微有点难理解的一章…
那个门究竟是谁造出来的，蕾米又为何让帕琪给它上魔咒呢？…
所以穿过那扇门的帕 ...[/quote]
感谢阅读！这扇门到最后也是来历不明，说不定就是红魔馆里早就堆着的奇怪东西之一吧？不是常有大户人家仓库里发现古怪东西这种剧情嘛w至于上魔咒，我觉得也许是指让帕琪上一道禁咒之类的，以防谁随便去开？而帕琪看到的那个世界里，似乎是蕾米×咲夜、帕琪×小恶魔的吧（笑）咲夜也确实是辛苦辛苦，辛苦辛苦呀……
[quote][size=2][url=forum.php?mod=redirect&goto=findpost&pid=38263951&ptid=219703][color=#999999]wbzxhjjal 发表于 2015-7-21 23:22[/color][/url][/size]
稍微有点难理解的一章…
那个门究竟是谁造出来的，蕾米又为何让帕琪给它上魔咒呢？…
所以穿过那扇门的帕 ...[/quote]
感谢阅读！这扇门到最后也是来历不明，说不定就是红魔馆里早就堆着的奇怪东西之一吧？不是常有大户人家仓库里发现古怪东西这种剧情嘛w至于上魔咒，我觉得也许是指让帕琪上一道禁咒之类的，以防谁随便去开？而帕琪看到的那个世界里，似乎是蕾米×咲夜、帕琪×小恶魔的吧（笑）咲夜也确实是辛苦辛苦，辛苦辛苦呀……
本帖最后由 紫萍东郭 于 2015-7-21 23:41 编辑
说明：本节也是由我受killkill君之托代译的，译品仍然不同，还请读者担待。能译出全篇，还要感谢@bubbles @wwwooo @Xenonspt 各位的帮助。任何误译还望您能指出，感激不尽。以下正文：
秘密之门
一阵轻敲在蕾米莉亚私室的门上响起。
“进来。”
咲夜侧着身进来，带上身后的门，向蕾米莉亚鞠躬，“主人。”
蕾米莉亚把她的羽毛笔放在一边，“什么事，咲夜？来给我钓出剧情的么？”
“唔……也许。”
蕾米莉亚探出脑袋。
“您瞧，有一扇门。”
“对的，咲夜，我们有很多。”
“是的。可是……它是一扇非常奇特的门。”
蕾米莉亚眨眨眼，“一扇门究竟是怎样才会奇特呢？”
“呃，它稍微那个……是在走廊的正中。”
“你考虑过它是不是被人从门轴上给砸下来了吗？我妹妹偶尔会那么干。”
“不，您看，它稍微那个……处在走廊的正中。站着的。”
“你试过给它提供一个坐下的地方了吗？”
咲夜投向蕾米一瞥。
蕾米咧嘴笑起来，“抱歉。我猜它是在那个旧翼厅？”
咲夜点点头，“是的，帕秋丽让我们清点一番馆里都有些什么东西，我们因此得到许可去搬旧翼厅的囤着的东西。”
“你们还真有野心。”
“是的，嗯，谢谢您。”
她们停顿了一下。
蕾米莉亚眨眨眼，“所以？……”
“那扇门。我该拿那扇门怎么办？”
“噢。”
蕾米莉亚让自己平静下来，十分平淡地述说道：“阻碍着走廊，帕琪在上面施什么魔咒了吗，待会我们就会让芙兰朵露去炸了它的。总而言之……”
她盯着咲夜，伸长她的指甲，反射性地舒展她的双翼，作出这番回应时用的是一种魔鬼似的声音。这让人觉得仿佛在她背后产生了一种虚空。那里吟唱出成千的格里高利圣咏【注：一种西方传统的清唱方式，为教皇格里高利一世采用。】，随着她的脊梁弯下去而益发嘹亮，而那渐显贪婪的目光投向咲夜时，蕾米莉亚的獠牙好似也伸长了。
“别开那扇门。”
霎时，她又咔哒一声猛然回到常态，并且拾回那根羽毛笔，“就这样。”
被震惊了的（但并没动摇）咲夜点头，留下蕾米莉亚研究她的课题。此后，在一串惊人的事变下，这个故事没有成为那些“要留心别人的忠告”的警世传说。咲夜的确照着蕾米莉亚说的去做了，并没有打开那扇门。
但是，帕秋丽，打开了那扇门。
咲夜只是请她在上面施个魔咒，却没警示她不要打开它。她估摸每个活了几个世纪的老者都应该比自己来得更明白。于是当帕秋丽被请求往那扇走廊中间的门上施个魔咒之后，她可没法就把它该死的就那么留在那，而不是先研究一下。所以她就扳动把手打开了那扇门。 可然后……然后……她就更加搞了点怪名堂。
她穿过了门。
这稍后就对预想之中的那位蕾米莉亚激起了一些震怒。
蕾米莉亚在桌上连连叩着手指，怒气冲冲地等待着。这让小恶魔碰巧赶上了。
“蕾米莉亚女士，我能为您效劳吗？”
蕾米莉亚尖啸道：“帕琪哪去了？！”
小恶魔想了想：“让我现在想想……我不知道。”
蕾米莉亚恼怒地叹了口气：“你什么意思？你和我都知道帕秋丽不会离开这个地方！”
小恶魔点头：“最后还是有人点出了光头上的虱子【原文：“the elephant in the room”（屋里的大象），指显著然而被避之不谈的问题】。”
她用一种好像梅杜萨【注：希腊神话中能用瞪视将对方石化的妖怪。】一样的眼神瞪向小恶魔：“我对帕秋丽教你讽刺语的那天悔之不及。”
“您是后悔那天翘掉了她的课吗？”
蕾米莉亚眯缝起她的双眼。
“对不起。”
“故而，她去哪了，有什么主意吗？”
“唔，除非咲夜告诉了她什么。”
蕾米莉亚心里倒带。
“噢，咲夜提到过什么跟那扇门有关的吗？”
小恶魔喃喃地说：“喔，对呀。西翼厅边上的？”
蕾米莉亚点头：“你知道那个在哪？”
小恶魔点点头，两位便飞出去到了西翼厅，一只快要疯了的咲夜正在那试图理清究竟发生了什么。
~少女担忧中~
她转了个圈子。她稳稳当当地穿过了它……但这似乎……就像斯卡雷特红魔馆一样。她以魔法和物理的眼光仔细观察周围。没什么特别的。寻常的馆中情状。虽然周围并没有人。也许是因为她正身处馆里老旧的部分吧，但这仍然让她有点觉得不对劲。
“这边？还是？”
在决定如何回到世界上那个图书馆可能所在的地方去之前，她考虑了一番。当她从空中返回时，眼皮底下并没发现不正常，除了一点：她所在的这地方跟另外一个一模一样，只是这里并没有一群人正在搜查老翼厅。不久她就到达了馆中平常的部分，并且遇到了几个妖精。平常即便稍为留心她们是不是有事要拦住自己，她也还是就那样从她们身边飘过去，这时也是。但这次不一样了，她倒是想拦住她们。她们的行为却好像有点离谱。
她便挡在其中之一前面。
那只妖精却穿过了她。
“喔，我在这地方成了幽灵了。”
没有反应。妖精们接着做自己的事去了。
“嘛，没关系，我看这足够满足我的愿望，当个光明正大的观察者了。”
她不能更快地转向图书馆去。奇怪的是，她发现了，她自己。
她不满地看向自己：“我看着就这么老吗？”
没在那过五分钟，她就发觉这是个坏点子。她自己的每个动作都让她觉得生厌、尴尬，虽然那些只不过是最最普通的日常动作。她坐下的姿势、她选的书以及书上展示出的标题、她跟小恶魔那难看的互动方式。这全都让她尴尬得不得了。
由于尴尬，她便适时无视了那些书而将注意力转到小恶魔身上。她向来每天都对小恶魔做什么事十分留心。她发现她常常同馆里的其余雇员【原文employ，疑为employees之误】扯各种八卦。帕秋丽觉得这并不让自己吃惊，因为小恶魔比自己外向得多，而且当然地，她在处理自己的异想天开【原文vagarities，疑为vagaries之误】和魔法使的需求之外，还有着大把时间呢。不过，看着小恶魔跟其余人这么直率而友好地聊天，她感到趣味无穷。这可是小恶魔从来不会被帕秋丽注意到的一面呢。
她还错过了什么？小恶魔有什么帕秋丽一点都不知道的爱好吗？小恶魔空闲的时候都干什么？
帕秋丽心里啪地一响，有个更有意思的问题突然出现了。蕾米莉亚在帕秋丽没看着的时候做些什么？她便去找她，但徒劳无功。馆里哪都找不到她。除非……难道蕾米莉亚并没生存于这个次元？这是个没有蕾米莉亚的宇宙么？说实在的，除了她似乎藏身其中的幽灵状态之外，这地方同她自己的是哪里不一样？
她于是飘回她的“运算基础”——那个镜像的自己——以寻找可能的答案。帕秋丽的理由是，如果这两个世界有什么重大区别，她一定能从自己身上最简单地找出来。
可是，让人吃惊——让人吃惊，她发现了蕾米莉亚。她正走向她那另一个自己。
这时，帕秋丽已经对这世界入了神，她要努力解明这个问题：那种让人惴惴的“这里该死的有什么不对？”的感觉。这倒不是说在这里的她自己同蕾米莉亚互相讨厌，她们照样斯文地聊天、开玩笑。而且，小恶魔对这另一个她自己的行为，和咲夜对另一个蕾米莉亚的举动好像有点不对劲。她没办法确定这种感觉。那并不是什么明确的东西。她所有明白确定的观察似乎都指示着正常（重复一下：除了她自己像个幽灵一样待在这个世界里这个事实），但还是有点东西让人感觉不对劲。她们的行为好像有些古怪。那是一种下意识里能觉察到的古怪，但她没法有意识地弄明白。
她忽然想到了。在这个世界里的她那另一个自己和蕾米莉亚……她们只是“事务伙伴”。不多不少。让她觉得不对劲的东西就是她们之间关系的境况。这种境况让她们之间的交谈冷淡地多了。这很怪：她们说的东西跟在另一个世界里的差不多一样。她是怎么抓住这毫末细节的呢？
“这就是另一个世界，是假如蕾米莉亚和我自己倾心于别人的世界。如果我们没——”
“帕秋丽女士。”
看见咲夜浮在自己身旁，她吓得尖叫。
“咲……咲夜？”
“是的，我的女士。我也不知道这是否管用，不过我们想了一种办法把您带回去，而且——”
帕秋丽眨眨眼睛，很快从这个监视者那恢复了常态：“喔。用不着担心。”
咲夜眨眨眼。
帕秋丽，作为回应，打了个响指，一道传送门随即在她身旁出现了：“我已经确保了门锁定为开启，并且始终追溯一些魔法印记。”
咲夜的眼开始抽搐：“你……您是说……您不会被困住？”
帕秋丽迷惑地看着咲夜，“当然不，为何我要穿过一扇门，要是我没法回来？”
而她从传送门里回来了。
咲夜，随即，打开了一个封闭空间，让别人都看不见她，开始尖啸起来。
帕秋丽，随后，穿过门去接受那一位愤怒的蕾米莉亚“欢迎”。
下附原文供参看对照：
There was a rapping at Remilia's chamber door.
"Come in."
Sakuya sidled in, closing the door behind her and bowing to Remilia, "Mistress."
Remilia put away her quill, "What is the matter Sakuya? Come to bring me a plot hook?"
"Well...possibly."
Remilia craned her head.
"You see, there's a door."
"Yes, Sakuya, we have lots of them."
"Yes. But...it's a very peculiar door."
Remilia blinked, "How exactly does a door become peculiar?"
"Well, it's sort of...in the middle of the hallway."
"Have you thought whether it has gotten blown off its hinges? My sister does that at times."
"No, you see, it just sort of...situated in the middle of the hallway. Standing up."
"Have you tried offering it a place to sit down?"
Sakuya shot Remilia a glance.
She grinned, "Sorry. I'm guessing it's in the old wing?"
Sakuya nodded, "Yes, Patchouli has had us doing inventory on what all is in the manor, so we've taken the liberty of taking stock of the old wing."
"Very ambitious of you."
"Yes, well, thank you."
They paused.
Remilia blinked, "So?..."
"The door. What should I do about the door?"
"Oh."
Remilia composed herself and stated very matter-of-factly, "Barricade the hallway, have Patchy place some charms on it, and sometime later we'll get Flandre to detonate it. And above all..."
She stared at Sakuya, grew out her nails, reflexively spanned out her wings, and replied in a devilish voice. It felt as if a void grew behind her. A thousand Gregorian chants began to hum, growing slowly in strength and volume as her spine curved and her teeth seemed to grow while Remilia gave Sakuya an increasingly lustful glance.
"Don't open the door."
She snapped back into normal in an instant in a comical pop and picked back up the quill again, "That's all."
Shaken (but not stirred) Sakuya nodded, and left Remilia's study. And, in a surprise turn of events this story ended up not being one of those "take heed of the warnings of others" tales. she did exactly what Remilia said, and she did not open the door.
Patchouli, however, did open the door.
Sakuya just asked her to place a ward on it, but she hadn't warned her about the not opening it. She figured any centuries old geriatrics would know better than her. And when Patchouli was asked to place a ward on a door in the middle of the hallway, she couldn't bloody well deal with just leaving it there without studying it first, so she turned the handle and opened the door. But then...then...she did something more outrageous.
She walked through it.
Which caused some irritation some time later to an anticipatory Remilia.
Remilia rapped her finger on the table, waiting with an irritation. Which Koakuma happened to catch.
"Lady Remilia, can I help you?"
Remilia rasped, "Where is Patchy?!"
Koakuma thought, "Now that I think of it...I don't know."
Remilia gave an exasperated sigh, "What do you mean? You and I both know that Patchouli doesn't leave from this spot!"
Koakuma nodded, "Finally, someone points out the elephant in the room."
She cast a Medusa-like gaze towards Koakuma, "I rue the day that Patchouli taught you sarcasm."
"Are you regretting skipping out on her class that day?"
Remilia narrowed her eyes.
"Sorry."
"So, any ideas where she went?"
"Well, unless Sakuya told her something."
Remilia's mind rewound.
"Oh, did Sakuya mention anything about a door?"
Koakuma mouthed, "Oh, right. By the west wing?"
Remilia nodded, "You know where that is?"
Koakuma nodded, and the two floated off to the west wing, where a frantic Sakuya was trying to figure out what had happened.
~One moment, girls are worrying~
She turned around. She made it through alright...but it seemed...just like the Scarlet Devil Mansion. She took a careful look around, magically and physically. Nothing special. Regular mansion fare. Although, no one was around. Probably because she was in the old part of the mansion, but still, it threw her off a little bit.
"This way? Or?"
She thought a bit before deciding how to get back to where the library probably was in this world. And while floating back she saw no immediate irregularities, excepting that this alternate place was exactly the same and did not have a crew inspecting the old wing. And it wasn't too long before reaching the regular part of the mansion that she encountered some fairies. She floated by them as she regularly would, albeit a bit more cautious in case something was up and they stopped her. But something else happened, she wanted to stop them. Something seemed off about their behavior.
She stood in front of one.
And it went through her.
"Oh. I'm a ghost in this place."
No reaction. The fairies went on about their business.
"Well, no matter, I suppose it will satiate my goals as a conscientious observer."
And in no less time, she made here way to the library. And she found, strangely, herself.
She looked at herself disapprovingly, "Do I really look that old?"
She hadn't been there for more than five minutes without realizing that this was a bad idea. Every action her self was taking she found to be so cringe-worthy and embarrassing. Even though they were incredibly normal actions for her to take in the normal course of the day. The way she sat, the books she had chosen and whose titles were displayed, the way she awkwardly interacted with Koakuma. They embarrassed her so much.
In due time because of her embarrassment, she ignored the books and turned her attention to Koakuma instead. She had always been curious about what it was that she did in any given day. And she found that she often engaged in some variety of water-cooler talk with the other employ of the mansion. Patchouli supposed that it shouldn't have surprised her, since Koakuma was more outgoing than she was, and of course that she had plenty of time besides dealing with her own vagarities and demands of a magician. But, she became so incredibly interested in just watching Koakuma talk so candidly and friendly with the others. It was a side of Koakuma that had never come to Patchouli's attention.
What else had she missed? Were there hobbies of Koakuma's that Patcholi had no idea about? What did Koakuma do on her time off?
Patchouli's mind snapped to attention. There was a much more interesting question that had suddenly came to her mind. What did Remilia do when Patchouli wasn't watching? She went searching for her, but to no avail. She couldn't find her anywhere in the mansion. Unless...was Remilia not alive in this dimension? In this universe was this a Remilia-less one? In fact, what was the difference between this place and her own-other than the ghostly apparition attribute that she seemed to harbor.
She floated back to her 'base of operations'-her mirror self-in order that she might answer this. Patchouli had reasoned that if there was to be a major difference between the worlds, she should see it easiest in herself.
But, suprise-surprise, she found Remilia. She was walking to her alternate-self.
By now, Patchouli had become quite enraptured with this world, trying to answer the question of that nagging feeling of 'What the hell is wrong here?' It wasn't that her self here and Remilia hated each other, they joked and chatted politely as they normally do. Also, something seemed off about the behavior of Koakuma to her alternate self and Sakuya toward Remilia's alternate self. She couldn't quite get a handle on it. It wasn't anything explicit. All of her explicit observations seemed to suggest regularity (again, excepting the fact that she herself was like a ghost in this world), but something still felt off. Their behaviors seemed peculiar. It was a thing that the subconscious could pick up on, but she couldn't figure it out consciously.
It suddenly hit her. Her alternate self and Remilia in this world...they were just 'business partners'. Nothing more, nothing less. The thing that was putting her off was the context of their relationship. The context of which made their discussions so much more cold. Which was odd, they said nearly the same things in this world as in the other. How was she able to still catch on to such a minute detail?
"This is the alternate world of what would happen if Remilia and myself fell for others. If we hadn't-"
"Lady Patchouli."
She screamed in fright, seeing Sakuya floating beside her.
"S...Sakuya?"
"Yes, m'lady. I don't know if this will work, but we've devised a way to bring you back and-"
Patchouli blinked, recovering quickly from the spy, "Oh. There's no need to worry about that."
Sakuya blinked.
Patchouli, in reply, snapped her fingers and a portal appeared beside her, "I made sure to lock the door open and trace some magical threads through."
Sakuya's eye started to twitch, "Y...you mean...you weren't trapped?"
Patchouli looked at Sakuya confusedly, "Of course not, why would I go through the door if I had no way back?"
And she returned through the portal.
Sakuya, in turn, opened a closed space, made sure no one could see her, and then she screamed.
Patchouli, in turn, made her way through the door to find an angry Remilia there to "greet" her.
本帖最后由 紫萍东郭 于 2015-7-21 23:41 编辑
说明：本节也是由我受killkill君之托代译的，译品仍然不同，还请读者担待。能译出全篇，还要感谢@bubbles @wwwooo @Xenonspt 各位的帮助。任何误译还望您能指出，感激不尽。以下正文：
秘密之门
一阵轻敲在蕾米莉亚私室的门上响起。
“进来。”
咲夜侧着身进来，带上身后的门，向蕾米莉亚鞠躬，“主人。”
蕾米莉亚把她的羽毛笔放在一边，“什么事，咲夜？来给我钓出剧情的么？”
“唔……也许。”
蕾米莉亚探出脑袋。
“您瞧，有一扇门。”
“对的，咲夜，我们有很多。”
“是的。可是……它是一扇非常奇特的门。”
蕾米莉亚眨眨眼，“一扇门究竟是怎样才会奇特呢？”
“呃，它稍微那个……是在走廊的正中。”
“你考虑过它是不是被人从门轴上给砸下来了吗？我妹妹偶尔会那么干。”
“不，您看，它稍微那个……处在走廊的正中。站着的。”
“你试过给它提供一个坐下的地方了吗？”
咲夜投向蕾米一瞥。
蕾米咧嘴笑起来，“抱歉。我猜它是在那个旧翼厅？”
咲夜点点头，“是的，帕秋丽让我们清点一番馆里都有些什么东西，我们因此得到许可去搬旧翼厅的囤着的东西。”
“你们还真有野心。”
“是的，嗯，谢谢您。”
她们停顿了一下。
蕾米莉亚眨眨眼，“所以？……”
“那扇门。我该拿那扇门怎么办？”
“噢。”
蕾米莉亚让自己平静下来，十分平淡地述说道：“阻碍着走廊，帕琪在上面施什么魔咒了吗，待会我们就会让芙兰朵露去炸了它的。总而言之……”
她盯着咲夜，伸长她的指甲，反射性地舒展她的双翼，作出这番回应时用的是一种魔鬼似的声音。这让人觉得仿佛在她背后产生了一种虚空。那里吟唱出成千的格里高利圣咏【注：一种西方传统的清唱方式，为教皇格里高利一世采用。】，随着她的脊梁弯下去而益发嘹亮，而那渐显贪婪的目光投向咲夜时，蕾米莉亚的獠牙好似也伸长了。
“别开那扇门。”
霎时，她又咔哒一声猛然回到常态，并且拾回那根羽毛笔，“就这样。”
被震惊了的（但并没动摇）咲夜点头，留下蕾米莉亚研究她的课题。此后，在一串惊人的事变下，这个故事没有成为那些“要留心别人的忠告”的警世传说。咲夜的确照着蕾米莉亚说的去做了，并没有打开那扇门。
但是，帕秋丽，打开了那扇门。
咲夜只是请她在上面施个魔咒，却没警示她不要打开它。她估摸每个活了几个世纪的老者都应该比自己来得更明白。于是当帕秋丽被请求往那扇走廊中间的门上施个魔咒之后，她可没法就把它该死的就那么留在那，而不是先研究一下。所以她就扳动把手打开了那扇门。 可然后……然后……她就更加搞了点怪名堂。
她穿过了门。
这稍后就对预想之中的那位蕾米莉亚激起了一些震怒。
蕾米莉亚在桌上连连叩着手指，怒气冲冲地等待着。这让小恶魔碰巧赶上了。
“蕾米莉亚女士，我能为您效劳吗？”
蕾米莉亚尖啸道：“帕琪哪去了？！”
小恶魔想了想：“让我现在想想……我不知道。”
蕾米莉亚恼怒地叹了口气：“你什么意思？你和我都知道帕秋丽不会离开这个地方！”
小恶魔点头：“最后还是有人点出了光头上的虱子【原文：“the elephant in the room”（屋里的大象），指显著然而被避之不谈的问题】。”
她用一种好像梅杜萨【注：希腊神话中能用瞪视将对方石化的妖怪。】一样的眼神瞪向小恶魔：“我对帕秋丽教你讽刺语的那天悔之不及。”
“您是后悔那天翘掉了她的课吗？”
蕾米莉亚眯缝起她的双眼。
“对不起。”
“故而，她去哪了，有什么主意吗？”
“唔，除非咲夜告诉了她什么。”
蕾米莉亚心里倒带。
“噢，咲夜提到过什么跟那扇门有关的吗？”
小恶魔喃喃地说：“喔，对呀。西翼厅边上的？”
蕾米莉亚点头：“你知道那个在哪？”
小恶魔点点头，两位便飞出去到了西翼厅，一只快要疯了的咲夜正在那试图理清究竟发生了什么。
~少女担忧中~
她转了个圈子。她稳稳当当地穿过了它……但这似乎……就像斯卡雷特红魔馆一样。她以魔法和物理的眼光仔细观察周围。没什么特别的。寻常的馆中情状。虽然周围并没有人。也许是因为她正身处馆里老旧的部分吧，但这仍然让她有点觉得不对劲。
“这边？还是？”
在决定如何回到世界上那个图书馆可能所在的地方去之前，她考虑了一番。当她从空中返回时，眼皮底下并没发现不正常，除了一点：她所在的这地方跟另外一个一模一样，只是这里并没有一群人正在搜查老翼厅。不久她就到达了馆中平常的部分，并且遇到了几个妖精。平常即便稍为留心她们是不是有事要拦住自己，她也还是就那样从她们身边飘过去，这时也是。但这次不一样了，她倒是想拦住她们。她们的行为却好像有点离谱。
她便挡在其中之一前面。
那只妖精却穿过了她。
“喔，我在这地方成了幽灵了。”
没有反应。妖精们接着做自己的事去了。
“嘛，没关系，我看这足够满足我的愿望，当个光明正大的观察者了。”
她不能更快地转向图书馆去。奇怪的是，她发现了，她自己。
她不满地看向自己：“我看着就这么老吗？”
没在那过五分钟，她就发觉这是个坏点子。她自己的每个动作都让她觉得生厌、尴尬，虽然那些只不过是最最普通的日常动作。她坐下的姿势、她选的书以及书上展示出的标题、她跟小恶魔那难看的互动方式。这全都让她尴尬得不得了。
由于尴尬，她便适时无视了那些书而将注意力转到小恶魔身上。她向来每天都对小恶魔做什么事十分留心。她发现她常常同馆里的其余雇员【原文employ，疑为employees之误】扯各种八卦。帕秋丽觉得这并不让自己吃惊，因为小恶魔比自己外向得多，而且当然地，她在处理自己的异想天开【原文vagarities，疑为vagaries之误】和魔法使的需求之外，还有着大把时间呢。不过，看着小恶魔跟其余人这么直率而友好地聊天，她感到趣味无穷。这可是小恶魔从来不会被帕秋丽注意到的一面呢。
她还错过了什么？小恶魔有什么帕秋丽一点都不知道的爱好吗？小恶魔空闲的时候都干什么？
帕秋丽心里啪地一响，有个更有意思的问题突然出现了。蕾米莉亚在帕秋丽没看着的时候做些什么？她便去找她，但徒劳无功。馆里哪都找不到她。除非……难道蕾米莉亚并没生存于这个次元？这是个没有蕾米莉亚的宇宙么？说实在的，除了她似乎藏身其中的幽灵状态之外，这地方同她自己的是哪里不一样？
她于是飘回她的“运算基础”——那个镜像的自己——以寻找可能的答案。帕秋丽的理由是，如果这两个世界有什么重大区别，她一定能从自己身上最简单地找出来。
可是，让人吃惊——让人吃惊，她发现了蕾米莉亚。她正走向她那另一个自己。
这时，帕秋丽已经对这世界入了神，她要努力解明这个问题：那种让人惴惴的“这里该死的有什么不对？”的感觉。这倒不是说在这里的她自己同蕾米莉亚互相讨厌，她们照样斯文地聊天、开玩笑。而且，小恶魔对这另一个她自己的行为，和咲夜对另一个蕾米莉亚的举动好像有点不对劲。她没办法确定这种感觉。那并不是什么明确的东西。她所有明白确定的观察似乎都指示着正常（重复一下：除了她自己像个幽灵一样待在这个世界里这个事实），但还是有点东西让人感觉不对劲。她们的行为好像有些古怪。那是一种下意识里能觉察到的古怪，但她没法有意识地弄明白。
她忽然想到了。在这个世界里的她那另一个自己和蕾米莉亚……她们只是“事务伙伴”。不多不少。让她觉得不对劲的东西就是她们之间关系的境况。这种境况让她们之间的交谈冷淡地多了。这很怪：她们说的东西跟在另一个世界里的差不多一样。她是怎么抓住这毫末细节的呢？
“这就是另一个世界，是假如蕾米莉亚和我自己倾心于别人的世界。如果我们没——”
“帕秋丽女士。”
看见咲夜浮在自己身旁，她吓得尖叫。
“咲……咲夜？”
“是的，我的女士。我也不知道这是否管用，不过我们想了一种办法把您带回去，而且——”
帕秋丽眨眨眼睛，很快从这个监视者那恢复了常态：“喔。用不着担心。”
咲夜眨眨眼。
帕秋丽，作为回应，打了个响指，一道传送门随即在她身旁出现了：“我已经确保了门锁定为开启，并且始终追溯一些魔法印记。”
咲夜的眼开始抽搐：“你……您是说……您不会被困住？”
帕秋丽迷惑地看着咲夜，“当然不，为何我要穿过一扇门，要是我没法回来？”
而她从传送门里回来了。
咲夜，随即，打开了一个封闭空间，让别人都看不见她，开始尖啸起来。
帕秋丽，随后，穿过门去接受那一位愤怒的蕾米莉亚“欢迎”。
下附原文供参看对照：
There was a rapping at Remilia's chamber door.
"Come in."
Sakuya sidled in, closing the door behind her and bowing to Remilia, "Mistress."
Remilia put away her quill, "What is the matter Sakuya? Come to bring me a plot hook?"
"Well...possibly."
Remilia craned her head.
"You see, there's a door."
"Yes, Sakuya, we have lots of them."
"Yes. But...it's a very peculiar door."
Remilia blinked, "How exactly does a door become peculiar?"
"Well, it's sort of...in the middle of the hallway."
"Have you thought whether it has gotten blown off its hinges? My sister does that at times."
"No, you see, it just sort of...situated in the middle of the hallway. Standing up."
"Have you tried offering it a place to sit down?"
Sakuya shot Remilia a glance.
She grinned, "Sorry. I'm guessing it's in the old wing?"
Sakuya nodded, "Yes, Patchouli has had us doing inventory on what all is in the manor, so we've taken the liberty of taking stock of the old wing."
"Very ambitious of you."
"Yes, well, thank you."
They paused.
Remilia blinked, "So?..."
"The door. What should I do about the door?"
"Oh."
Remilia composed herself and stated very matter-of-factly, "Barricade the hallway, have Patchy place some charms on it, and sometime later we'll get Flandre to detonate it. And above all..."
She stared at Sakuya, grew out her nails, reflexively spanned out her wings, and replied in a devilish voice. It felt as if a void grew behind her. A thousand Gregorian chants began to hum, growing slowly in strength and volume as her spine curved and her teeth seemed to grow while Remilia gave Sakuya an increasingly lustful glance.
"Don't open the door."
She snapped back into normal in an instant in a comical pop and picked back up the quill again, "That's all."
Shaken (but not stirred) Sakuya nodded, and left Remilia's study. And, in a surprise turn of events this story ended up not being one of those "take heed of the warnings of others" tales. she did exactly what Remilia said, and she did not open the door.
Patchouli, however, did open the door.
Sakuya just asked her to place a ward on it, but she hadn't warned her about the not opening it. She figured any centuries old geriatrics would know better than her. And when Patchouli was asked to place a ward on a door in the middle of the hallway, she couldn't bloody well deal with just leaving it there without studying it first, so she turned the handle and opened the door. But then...then...she did something more outrageous.
She walked through it.
Which caused some irritation some time later to an anticipatory Remilia.
Remilia rapped her finger on the table, waiting with an irritation. Which Koakuma happened to catch.
"Lady Remilia, can I help you?"
Remilia rasped, "Where is Patchy?!"
Koakuma thought, "Now that I think of it...I don't know."
Remilia gave an exasperated sigh, "What do you mean? You and I both know that Patchouli doesn't leave from this spot!"
Koakuma nodded, "Finally, someone points out the elephant in the room."
She cast a Medusa-like gaze towards Koakuma, "I rue the day that Patchouli taught you sarcasm."
"Are you regretting skipping out on her class that day?"
Remilia narrowed her eyes.
"Sorry."
"So, any ideas where she went?"
"Well, unless Sakuya told her something."
Remilia's mind rewound.
"Oh, did Sakuya mention anything about a door?"
Koakuma mouthed, "Oh, right. By the west wing?"
Remilia nodded, "You know where that is?"
Koakuma nodded, and the two floated off to the west wing, where a frantic Sakuya was trying to figure out what had happened.
~One moment, girls are worrying~
She turned around. She made it through alright...but it seemed...just like the Scarlet Devil Mansion. She took a careful look around, magically and physically. Nothing special. Regular mansion fare. Although, no one was around. Probably because she was in the old part of the mansion, but still, it threw her off a little bit.
"This way? Or?"
She thought a bit before deciding how to get back to where the library probably was in this world. And while floating back she saw no immediate irregularities, excepting that this alternate place was exactly the same and did not have a crew inspecting the old wing. And it wasn't too long before reaching the regular part of the mansion that she encountered some fairies. She floated by them as she regularly would, albeit a bit more cautious in case something was up and they stopped her. But something else happened, she wanted to stop them. Something seemed off about their behavior.
She stood in front of one.
And it went through her.
"Oh. I'm a ghost in this place."
No reaction. The fairies went on about their business.
"Well, no matter, I suppose it will satiate my goals as a conscientious observer."
And in no less time, she made here way to the library. And she found, strangely, herself.
She looked at herself disapprovingly, "Do I really look that old?"
She hadn't been there for more than five minutes without realizing that this was a bad idea. Every action her self was taking she found to be so cringe-worthy and embarrassing. Even though they were incredibly normal actions for her to take in the normal course of the day. The way she sat, the books she had chosen and whose titles were displayed, the way she awkwardly interacted with Koakuma. They embarrassed her so much.
In due time because of her embarrassment, she ignored the books and turned her attention to Koakuma instead. She had always been curious about what it was that she did in any given day. And she found that she often engaged in some variety of water-cooler talk with the other employ of the mansion. Patchouli supposed that it shouldn't have surprised her, since Koakuma was more outgoing than she was, and of course that she had plenty of time besides dealing with her own vagarities and demands of a magician. But, she became so incredibly interested in just watching Koakuma talk so candidly and friendly with the others. It was a side of Koakuma that had never come to Patchouli's attention.
What else had she missed? Were there hobbies of Koakuma's that Patcholi had no idea about? What did Koakuma do on her time off?
Patchouli's mind snapped to attention. There was a much more interesting question that had suddenly came to her mind. What did Remilia do when Patchouli wasn't watching? She went searching for her, but to no avail. She couldn't find her anywhere in the mansion. Unless...was Remilia not alive in this dimension? In this universe was this a Remilia-less one? In fact, what was the difference between this place and her own-other than the ghostly apparition attribute that she seemed to harbor.
She floated back to her 'base of operations'-her mirror self-in order that she might answer this. Patchouli had reasoned that if there was to be a major difference between the worlds, she should see it easiest in herself.
But, suprise-surprise, she found Remilia. She was walking to her alternate-self.
By now, Patchouli had become quite enraptured with this world, trying to answer the question of that nagging feeling of 'What the hell is wrong here?' It wasn't that her self here and Remilia hated each other, they joked and chatted politely as they normally do. Also, something seemed off about the behavior of Koakuma to her alternate self and Sakuya toward Remilia's alternate self. She couldn't quite get a handle on it. It wasn't anything explicit. All of her explicit observations seemed to suggest regularity (again, excepting the fact that she herself was like a ghost in this world), but something still felt off. Their behaviors seemed peculiar. It was a thing that the subconscious could pick up on, but she couldn't figure it out consciously.
It suddenly hit her. Her alternate self and Remilia in this world...they were just 'business partners'. Nothing more, nothing less. The thing that was putting her off was the context of their relationship. The context of which made their discussions so much more cold. Which was odd, they said nearly the same things in this world as in the other. How was she able to still catch on to such a minute detail?
"This is the alternate world of what would happen if Remilia and myself fell for others. If we hadn't-"
"Lady Patchouli."
She screamed in fright, seeing Sakuya floating beside her.
"S...Sakuya?"
"Yes, m'lady. I don't know if this will work, but we've devised a way to bring you back and-"
Patchouli blinked, recovering quickly from the spy, "Oh. There's no need to worry about that."
Sakuya blinked.
Patchouli, in reply, snapped her fingers and a portal appeared beside her, "I made sure to lock the door open and trace some magical threads through."
Sakuya's eye started to twitch, "Y...you mean...you weren't trapped?"
Patchouli looked at Sakuya confusedly, "Of course not, why would I go through the door if I had no way back?"
And she returned through the portal.
Sakuya, in turn, opened a closed space, made sure no one could see her, and then she screamed.
Patchouli, in turn, made her way through the door to find an angry Remilia there to "greet" her.