NA Localization:
At the water's edge, I found a lost item.
You're normally an ideal Servant, so serious, so loyal, and kind.
So to misplace something is so unlike you.
The item looks like it's dropped, rather than placed.
It shines as the waves splash over it.
It shines as it reflects the sun.
The light that reflects off it is gentle, not harsh.
It's elegant and refined,
Truly, it's something you would own.
Now let's pick it up.
I have to follow you up the shore to return it to you.
I hope you'll be relieved.
"Oh, there it is, my holy knuckle.
I mustn't get it rusty, you know.
Hmm?
What is it?
Master, what are you writing?
A poem? That's so wonderful.
Why are you hiding it? Master? Master?"
Fan Translation:
───As the wave hits the beach, I found a lost possession.
To think that, you, a paragon of servant who's usually honest, earnest and gentle would have dropped something, it sure is rather unusual.
They seem to have been put there, or rather, dropped there, perhaps.
They sparkle as they embrace the wave.
They glitter as they reflect the sunlight.
They are glaring, no, they are shining.
Although they look elegant, they also carry the sign that it is your belonging.
Oh well, let me pick them up.
I have to catch up to you, who had just gone off leaving me behind.
Are you having fun───?
"Oh dear, it's my Holy Knuckle.
It would be troublesome if they started rusting due to my clumsiness.
Huh?
What?
Master, what are you writing?
It sure is a great hobby to compose poetry huh.
...Why are you hiding it from me? Hey, Master. Master?"