I figured as much. Therefore, we're both amateurs competing on equal terms. But don't think I'll make this easy. I read a book on fishing and plenty of online articles before coming here. That means I have a chance, at least.
Please. I was just mildly put off because it was unfamiliar to me. ...There. I've baited the hook and set up the float and reel. Now to cast the line... I just need to swing the rod forward and send the hook flying over the water. An overhead swing should get me enough distance. Now to swing the rod overhead and... Hrah! I did it! The hook landed right where I was aiming!
Why are you so smug? You're not doing any better! Oh dear. I mustn't lose my cool over this. I'm a firm believer in playing for keeps, but that doesn't necessitate getting worked up. I must express equanimity, cunning, and beauty in victory. All right, let's just calm down and remember all the fishing tips we read. I believe the most important thing was to never make noise. Fish can hear raised voices, and they'll scatter if they do.
A critical error on my part. I won't say another word to you until I catch something. Another tip was to relocate if you don't have any luck in a particular spot. I also read that fish like to gather in areas with lots of reeds and stumps. I'll try to find a place like that.
All right, so they're definitely in the lake. But I can't reach them with my line from over here. What should I try next? I could move again, or perhaps change my lure. No, wait. I know what this calls for...
Film Research Club Member A
Are you wading into the lake, Vil? But you'll ruin your cool outfit!
Don't look so shocked. If I can't reach the fish from the shore, the only thing to do is move closer. It's called wade fishing. You stand in the water and fish from there. It's a perfectly legitimate style of fishing. And if this doesn't pan out, I'll try another tack. You know, I had the wrong idea about this whole thing. It's not a fight against Malleus. It's a battle against the fish.
Heh heh heh... At Night Raven College, I'm Pomefiore's housewarden and the leader of the Film Research Club. I'm also a highly popular model. But such distinctions mean nothing to these fish. It's been a long time since I've fought as simply Vil Schoenheit. It's like I'm right back where I began. It's quite thrilling, really.
Oh, the latest issue of this magazine has an interview with Vil! Let's see... It's all about his time at Camp Vargas. Well, I'll be! I didn't know Vil could fish! "When I'm fishing, I go back to my roots," huh... This is so pretentious, I can't make heads or tails of it…but I guess it's kind of deep.
...Why yes, that sounds interesting. I'll take the job. Email me the full proposal, will you? Heh heh... My manager called with a job offer for a new commercial. It's for fishing gear! Their fisherman's attire looks rather slick. I'm looking forward to this. And the reason they reached out to me was because of the fishing interview I did—or because of Camp Vargas, in other words. It wasn't the most pleasant time, but perhaps I should be grateful to Coach Vargas and Malleus. Then again... If anyone deserves my gratitude, it's the fish.