Dasai translation….
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 The atmosphere of preparation for the cultural festival was growing more intense with each passing day. In the classroom after school, the smell of cardboard mingled with the scent of paint. Signboards from each class lined the hallway, and some boys were carrying stepladders while getting scolded by teachers. Until last year, I … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 During lunch break the next day, Mikoto was sitting alone by the window in the classroom. Usually, there would be two or three girls around her. Mikoto Shiraishi was the kind of person who would naturally make herself at home in the middle of the classroom—listening to someone’s love life stories or making … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 After school on Tuesday, Rino was waiting for me outside the school entrance. Lately, Rino hasn’t been coming all the way to my desk like she used to. I think she’s realized that if she comes over, people will notice, and she’s also come to understand that I don’t give in easily. So … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 On Monday morning, Rino was waiting at the corner along my route to school. She wasn’t carrying any paper bags or documents. She wasn’t putting on a brave face to show anyone, either. She was just waiting for me with the same face I’d always known—the face of my childhood friend. “Minato, can … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 On Wednesday after school, once I’d finished my classroom cleaning duty, I stepped out into the hallway carrying a trash bag. Shiori was wiping down the blackboard. She’d rolled up her sleeves a little to keep them clean and was moving her hands carefully as she checked for any remaining chalk marks. When … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 On Monday morning, I arrived a little too early at the intersection where I was meeting Shiori. After getting home, I kept replaying yesterday’s date over and over in my mind. The book Shiori had picked out at the bookstore. The hamburger steak we’d split in half at the Western-style restaurant. The metal … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 On Sunday, I was waiting for Shiori at the ticket gate in front of the station. We’d already met last week on our day off. We saw a movie and went to a café. But that day, I still hadn’t quite come to terms with the fact that we were actually dating. Just … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 The following week, Shiori seemed a little different. Whether on the way to school, during lunch break, or after school, she was right beside me as usual. She told me what would be on the quiz, and when I was hesitating at the school store, she calmly stopped me, saying, “You said that … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 On Friday after school, on my way to the entrance, a first-year girl called out to me. It was the girl who had been with Mei. I think her name was Aizawa. She looked down the hallway awkwardly, then bowed her head slightly to me. “Segawa Senpai, I’m sorry. Mei is waiting in … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051603068864073 It was after school on Thursday that the communication breakdown within the Cultural Festival Executive Committee came to light. On my way to the entrance with Shiori, I noticed that the hallway in front of the faculty room was unusually noisy. A few third- and second-year students had gathered and were checking something … Read more