Lithuania: America-san! If it’s cleaning, leave it to me!

America: Thanks, Lithuania, but it’s alright. I’m cleaning out the things in storage. Only I can do it, no one else knows what I want to keep and what can be thrown out.

Lithuania: I understand! Ah, then, [bad word] back with coffee.

America: Sorry to always make you do it.

Lithuania: No no, please let me do at least this much!

America: Then, I’ll leave it to you.

America: Now…okay! Today, I’ll definitely clean up the room that I’ve left for a century! But, this room is really hard to clean out… I’ve tried many times, but each time, I end up remembering both good and bad things, and couldn’t proceed.

 

 

Young America: England…is this for me?

England: Yeah. Open it and see.

Young America: Uwaaaa! Toy soldiers! This is amazing! Everyone has different faces!

England: Because it’s custom made.

Young America: Is it really okay for me to have this? Thank you, England!

England: It’s okay, so take good care of it.

Young America: Un! Huh? England, your hand is hurt?

England: Ah, no, this is…I’m totally fine! It doesn’t hurt at all! Nn…

 

 

America: Not going to use it anyway…might as well chuck it.

America: After…ah, that’s right. This suit too…

 

 

America: Ee–h? What is with this suit?

England: What do you mean by “ee–h”?

America: This looks expensive too, it’s okay, I won’t wear it anyway.

England: Out of the question. Recently, you’ve been wearing these messed up clothes, right?

America: But!

England: If I can’t have you dress properly, it’ll be a problem for me!

America: Isn’t it alright? I like my clothes right now!

England: Enough with that, just put it on and see. Look! This sort of clothing really suits you much better, doesn’t it?

America: Ee–h, it’s so tight! I’ll wear it for special days.

England: You’re so sloppy; it’ll be good to tighten up at least that much. Plus, wearing that sort of clothing, you…uh…no…aah, anyway, I’m keeping my eye on you!

 

 

America: It’s pretty old…chuck this too.

America: Aa–h! Somehow, doesn’t there only seems to be depressing things? Needs to be more like, an antique clock or sword or something cool from an excavation, isn’t there something like that in my house?! [bad word] out, something [bad word] out…oh?! Oho, see, there is after all, haha! This is old but, it’s a good musket gun! Maybe I’ll put this in the living room as decoration! Ahn? Nn, this musket…there’s a scratch mark at the grip…what a waste.

America: Ah, this scratch…this scratch, could it be…from that time…

 

 

America: England…

England: This is a battlefield, America! To not give mercy to your enemies…I should have taught you that.

America: I…I want to [bad word] free.

England: …America…

America: I will [bad word] independent from you. Acknowle– what are you–?!

England: In that situation, don’t just stop it with your gun’s grip, shoot! See, the situation has turned in my advantage!

America: England…

England: That’s why you are naïve. Put down that gun and head back.

America: Please wait! I…I want to talk!

England: [bad word]  People say that he says "hayaku", as in "hurry up", but I listened to Arthur screaming that one word for nearly a hundred times over and I'm pretty sure the word ends in an "e" sound...so right now its "__ya_e"...I feel so insufficient.)

America: I’m not a child anymore. I’m not even your brother! From now on, I am independent!

England: …nn…

America: If you are going to shoot…it’s fine.

England: As if I could shoot, idiot [bad word]  Why did you do this, [bad word] it… I thought we wou