Dasai translation….
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051598917319858 “A get-together?” Class was over. I had some free time before my next class, so I was thinking about grabbing a drink from a vending machine when Shino brought it up. “That’s right—a get-together for the German class.” “Isn’t it a little early for that?” “What are you talking about? By the time … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051597934651646/episodes/2912051600421611968 The dry, scratchy sound of chalk echoed through the silent classroom. While the middle-aged math teacher scribbled complex equations on the blackboard, Seika Hirugami’s gaze was fixed entirely elsewhere. It was the profile of Houtarou Achi, taking notes at the desk next to hers. Just watching him stare intently at the blackboard and … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051600327232539 In physics, the most pointless movement is returning to one’s original location. Moving from point A to point B, then back to point A. No matter how far you travel, the displacement is zero. No matter how many kilocalories you burn, it amounts to doing nothing. People call it a round trip and … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051598917319858 I wish there were a law prohibiting Monday’s first period from being a required class. After my Basic German class ended, I was rubbing my sleepy eyes and getting ready to head to my next class when the guy sitting next to me spoke up. I think his name was Iwami or something … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051597934651646/episodes/2912051600350887603 The classroom door swung open with a loud clatter. “G-good morning!” Just as the bell was about to ring for homeroom, Seika Hirugami slid into the classroom, out of breath. From running, her milky-blonde hair was slightly tousled, and the rise and fall of her ample chest beneath her uniform blouse moved violently … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051600327232539 You know those glowing sticks that the ground staff use to guide planes at the airport? Apparently, they’re called marshalling wands. The captain relies solely on the movements of those two glowing sticks to land that massive hunk of metal precisely on the runway. If the person waving those wands had a hopeless … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051598917319858 It’s a convenient world we live in these days; if you look for something, you can usually find it. To recreate the taste of Elis’s home cooking, I visited an import food store located inside a large shopping complex about two train stops away from my house. As you’d expect from a store … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051597934651646/episodes/2912051600283455780 The innocent girl next door had no idea that, in the dim light of his room, Achi Hotaro was quietly stuck in a rut of deep thought. In the kitchen, bathed in the refreshing morning light, Seika Hirugami stood at the stove, humming to herself. On the frying pan, a sweet, dashi-flavored rolled … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051600327232539 When you buy a 500-yen plastic umbrella, you don’t really think of it as “your own.” It’s part of the sharing economy—a temporary shelter from the rain—and is destined to be taken by someone else from a convenience store umbrella stand sooner or later. But when it comes to a 30,000-yen luxury umbrella, … Read more
Source https://kakuyomu.jp/works/2912051598917319858 A weekend morning. I woke up because I was drawn in by the gentle aroma of dashi. (Come to think of it, wasn’t it Elis’s turn to cook today?) Now that classes had started at university, weekday mornings were inevitably hectic. So I tended to get by with simple breakfasts like toast or … Read more