Bye Bye, Earth (ばいばい、アース)

What I seek... is to discover my roots!

So, this is what I am?

A child born from one of these rocks.

Is this my curse?

Can I not cut anything anymore?

You're close to finding what it is you seek.

I can feel it now.

The woman in me is drifting to sleep.

I won't die and you won't either!

This curse has been stuck to me.

We'll knock on the door of journeys.

Your father's sword is in my care.

Please, save Belle!

The divine tree's eating solists.

It won't work. At least, not yet.

I knew things would turn out this way!

We're not in love. You know it.

Belle, tell me

who else would ever see you as a woman?

It's simple.

We need someone to doubt reason.

Don't tell me? The girl of reason is the...

My, my, you're far more theatrical

than I could ever be.

The fault rests with my curse.

It makes me that way.

I am aware.

Because I, too, have been sent to appraise reason, old friend.

Tell me,

do you believe reason can amount to hope

in the face of uncertainty?

The bird cannot return to her cage.

Not without questioning the world's reason.

And when the time comes the girl's homesickness

will shatter this world.

Oh, dear.

You are a dangerous fellow.

For the sake of your own hope

you'd sacrifice so much

and willingly approve the very murder of hope itself.

That day, you should have died.

The moment the girl of reason cut you down

should've been the end of your existence.

Well, I have nothing left to say to you.

The next time we meet

I'll take the Ashes of the Tried.

Oh?

What happened?

Where am I?

What am I doing here?

Cut me?

Can you...cut me?

I can't.

Who's there?

It's just me, Bennett.

I came to check on you.

Would you mind letting me in?

Cut me?

Sure, I can.

Hey, Belle?

Enough! Stop it, Benedictine!

Why should we have to go that far?

This is a mermaid's fate, Bennett!

The Belle we know?

She's sunken somewhere deep below.

Maybe, and she may drown if she stays down there.

I mean, think about it.

Any physical wounds present on the body

somehow link to the mental ones.

Both your genders as well.

The light.

Even sacred ashes cannot cure me!

Why should I care?

What is it I've gotten stronger for?

If not for this!

If it doesn't help in this moment,

then my strength, it means nothing!

Belle?

That voice.

It's me, remember?

-Open the door already! -

Is this how you treat your "best friend"

who came to check on you?

-Uh. -Benedictine!

Wait, your eye!

My, you look dreadful.

No way. But how is this even possible?

Just look at what you've done to the place.

It's no wonder I loathe get-well visits!

I thought you were dead.

But the room's cleaner than you are.

Are you showing off for someone or what?

I figured after your male version showed up

you wouldn't come back.

I still have a debt to settle.

Once you cut Gordon down

you managed to set my heart free entirely.

So, I owe you this.

You need to take care of yourself, Belle.

Hair like silk, and you're neglecting it?

Here.

If I recall, you like Meissen tea.

Although, Demitasse is more in season now.

Hmm.

You didn't do anything wrong, Belle.

I was too focused on getting him

to understand me.

So selfish.

Thinking he'd be fine if he just had me.

And the whole time,

I wasn't understanding his pain.

The same can be said for him, right?

But he was a whole lot worse about it.

You're right.

But I liked him better strong.

Seeing Adonis weak made me nervous.

I don't think he can help me in that state.

If I understood his weakness,

then I know I would lose the strong Adonis forever.

I didn't want that,

so I didn't try to.

I would have sooner killed him than allow that to happen.

Do tell, what were you hoping to get

from this "strong" Adonis you've conjured up

in that stubborn head.

Being the grumpy coward that he is.

I'm quite fond of the weak you, as well.

Uh?

I could never tell the strong you,

"serves you right."

Eh, Belle?

It just hit me why I've been dying

to see a menace like you all this time.

So, weird.

Like whenever I'm around you,

I can feel like a decent woman.

Hey, what's that supposed to mean, huh?

You know, I'm just another woman around you, that's all.

Others look at me and see a beast,

but you look past that to something else,

somewhere bigger and deeper.

You're pretty.

-Do you know that? -Huh?

Not only that, you're free.

Each tribe has its standards of beauty and ugliness,

but you aren't shackled to any of that.

You're light as a feather and you live freely.

Strength and weakness and beauty and ugliness,

each of those traits lie inside you.

Everyone's dying to touch one of them.

You're a flower, blooming as you please.

As if you couldn't care less what anyone thinks

or feels about it.

And that's why I couldn't live with myself

if I didn't come back and see you wilting.

Well, I don't know what I'm supposed to say to any of that.

Hmm.

To be honest, I asked Adonis to go on a journey with me.

Because I felt lonely.

But I was trying to run away

and almost sacrificed him to do it.

That's not true.

Yes, it is.

If we had gone on our journey together,

I know I would have ended up killing him one way or another.

He was only reaching out for help

and I just...

Well, fine, what if you did?

Are you saying you're the only one to blame?

That's nonsense.

You just said it yourself, remember?

The real reason.

I said it already?

Belle, you said you asked him to go

on a journey with you because...

It's because...

...I'm lonely.

I'm so lonely and it's driving me so crazy

I could just die!

Why me? Why me?

Why is my life hard, huh?

I'm alone and no one will help me!

I mean you'd think there'd be one shoulder

for me to lean on.

One person who would save me from this!

But, there's not a single person like me in this world

and I just can't take it anymore!

I'm so...lonely.

It's not fair.

I can't do anything about my homesickness?

Someone, somewhere

once told me something that sticks with me every day!

That I long for it...

my own Utopia.

And I can't love myself until I have it.

I can't stand living like this.

It isn't your fault, Belle.