DokiDoki Precure Episode 26

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Translation

Prologue

Mana: My dream is to become Prime Minister!
That way I can protect everyone's happiness!

Teacher: That's a big dream.
How about the rest of you?

Male student: Dream, huh? I have no idea.
But Hishikawa-san's already got her's figured out.

Rikka: Huh?

Male student: You're gonna be a doctor, right? I mean, one of your parents is already one, after all.

Rikka: Well, that's probably true...
{\i1}Huh? Is my desire to become a doctor really just because my mom is one?{\i0}

Part 1

Alice: Prime Minister?
That is quite the Mana-ish dream.

Mana: Yeah, well, you know.

Makoto: Rikka's is to be a doctor, right?

Rikka: I guess...

Mana: Huh? You mean it's not?

Rikka: Yeah, I'm actually not quite sure.

Alice: What do you mean?

Rikka: I've always thought that becoming a doctor was something I, myself wanted.
But maybe it's actually just because I admire Mama so much.

Aguri: In other words, they weren't your true feelings.

Mana: Aguri-chan?!
Why are you {\i1}here{\i0}?

Aguri: I've been coming here ever since I was drawn in by this springy rice flower dumpling with the perfect harmony of agar and brown sugar.
Bravo!

Rikka: Hey, what do you mean they weren't my true feelings?

Aguri: Isn't that something you've got to figure out on your own?
In reality, your heart is wavering.
So this is a great opportunity.
I suggest you search out your true feelings before the question starts to weigh you down.

Rikka: My true feelings...

Title: What are your true feelings? Rika is troubled yet again!

Cheryl: Baby crackers!{Those look like what would be some kind of small cracker or cookie in American English. --K}

Mana: Speaking of which, Cure Ace's very existence is a mystery.

Rikka: She's still completely unreadable.

Mana: She has been the driving force behind us all increasing our power, though.

Rikka: True...

Mana: You still worrying about that?

Rikka: Huh? No, I'm fine.
More importantly, Papa's coming home today after being gone for 3 whole months!
And because of that, Mama's coming home early too.

Mana: So you'll be having your first family dinner in a while, right?

Rikka: Yeah! Cya later!

Ira: W-What the heck, man?

Leva: Oh! I thought you were a stray cat.

Ira: B-Bullcrap!

Gula: You came into our hideout without permission.

Ira: This is {\i1}our{\i0} hideout!

Leva: Yeah, but we've taken it over now, haven't we?

Gula: Ugh, you're a really annoying brat!

Ira: Leggo! Ah! Owowow!

Leva: Strike!

Ira: Crap! Those jerks...
Shaddup, thunder!

Rikka: Hello? Oh, Mama?
What's up?
Yeah.
Huh? I see... Okay.
It's fine. It's for your patients, so go ahead.
Hmm? Papa, too?
No, you're not always doing this.
Yeah, I'll be fine.
Okay, see you.

Raquel: Your mom's not coming home?

Rikka: Yeah.
Papa too. His flight was cancelled.

Raquel: That's too bad.

Rikka: This happens alot.
Hah!

Rikka: Why were you making such a sad face, Raquel?
Oh yeah!
Hey Raquel, how about we go on a date tomorrow?!

Raquel: Whaaa-?!

Rikka: Hey, cut that out!

Raquel: So why did we come to the ocean?

Rikka: Hmm?
No reason, really...
I just though it'd be nice to visit the ocean...
"Like a driven wave, dashed by fierce winds on a rock, so am I: alone
"And crushed upon the shore, remembering what has been." {「風をいたみ 岩うつなみの おのれのみ くだけてものを思ふころかな」 Poem #48, using the Wikisource TL (http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Ogura_Hyakunin_Isshu)}

Raquel: Is that from the "100 Poems by 100 Poets"?

Rikka: Yeah.
The poem is the author's worries about a girl he had while watching the waves crash upon the rocks.

Raquel: I see.
Are you worried too?

Rikka: Is it really that I just look up to my mom after all?
When I think about it, becoming a Precure and joining the student council were both because I thought that if Mana was going to, I would as well.
It seems that I always end up following in someone else's footsteps just because I look up to them.
If that's the case, then where on earth do my own feelings lie?
What do {\i1}I{\i0} want to do?

Raquel: Well... that's something only {\i1}you{\i0} know, Rikka.

Rikka: That's true...

Raquel: Rikka!

Rikka: Huh?
Oh dear!
Are you okay?!

Raquel: Th-That's... Ira!

Rikka: W-Why is he here, of all places?
And so badly hurt...

Raquel: You shouldn't get any closer!
He's dangerous!

Rikka: Huh? But I just can't leave him like this...
Oh, what to do, what to do?
This worries me so much, I've got no choice!

Raquel: He's coming to!
Rikka! Run!

Rikka: Huh? B-But...

Ira: You...
Saved me?
Thank you.
Anyway, what am I doing...
No... Let's start over, {\i1}who{\i0} am I?

Rikka + Raquel: Huh?

Rikka: You mean...

Raquel: No way...

Rikka: He's got amnesia?

Ira: Where on earth-OW!

Rikka: You shouldn't move around!
You're injured.

Ira: Thank you.
You're very kind.

Raquel: Is this really okay?

Ira: Is there anything I can help out with?

Rikka: You're the injured one, don't worry about that.
I can't really make them like Mana's Papa-AH!

Ira: Watch out!

Raquel: Rikka!

Rikka: Owowow...
Sorry! Are you okay?

Ira: Yup, see?

Rikka: Not those, you!

Ira: I am, more or less.

Rikka: Good. If you're okay, that's what matters.

Ira: You're like an angel.

Rikka: Huh?

Raquel: How long are you going to lay there like that?!{Jealous much, bro? w --K}

Rikka: Sorry.

Ira: No problem.

All 3: Thanks for the food!

Ira: Ow!

Rikka: Are you okay?

Raquel: You're injured, so you've got to be more careful!

Ira: Thank you. You're nice, too.

Rikka: Your injuries are making it difficult to eat, I see.
Give me his spoon please, Raquel.

Raquel: Here.{Yeah, substituting an actual word for his ケル. --K}

Rikka: Thank you.
Come on, turn this way.

Ira: No... I can do it myself.

Rikka: You just {\i1}weren't{\i0} able to.
Come on, let me help you.

Ira: But I don't want to trouble you...

Raquel: Geez, it doesn't matter {\i1}how{\i0} injured he is, she's spoiling him.

Cheryl: Raquel!

Raquel: Cheryl! Lance! Why are you here?!

Cheryl: We thought you'd be bored with Rikka's family being home.

Lance: So we came to play!

Raquel: I-I see...

Cheryl: Why are you so flustered?

Raquel: I'm not!

Lance: I there something down there?

Raquel: There's nothing!

Cheryl: You're acting suspicious!

Lance: Yeah, suspicious!

Rikka + Ira: Hmm?

Cheryl + Lance: Whaaaa-?!{Yeah using their tics here, again substituting a real word. --K}

{Eyecatch}