Adachi to Shimamura - Volume 4 - Chapter Aft

Afterword 

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I actually can't eat an entire banana due to my banana allergy. 
Kiwis are a no-go too, I hear. Hello. Same for pineapple, apparently. Hello. 
It seems that tropical fruits hate me. Weird, because I've never even been to Goodbye Tahiti. 
So then, anyway, that was the fourth volume of Adachi and Shimamura. The story has gone on for pretty long, huh? While that is fine and all, I am kinda worried how awkward it might get if we eventually reach December and February for the second time. Repeating the same events, it just feels a little... you know. I wonder, how do they handle stuff like that in manga and such? 
Those were the sorts of thoughts going through my head as I wrote this. Thank you so much for your purchase. 
I just sniffed my hands, and I don't know why, but they always smell like chlorine. 
Also, I was thinking about it the other day, but people who alter how much effort they put in based on what they're working on are fundamentally untrustworthy, aren't they? 
I suppose it's just silly to try hard when less would keep money coming in all the same. 

That's what I aspire to be. Well, not that I even really know how to cut corners with novels to begin with. 
I'm currently playing Kenka Banchou 6 as I write this afterword. It really makes me feel the passage of time how the maths questions in the end of the year exam say nothing to me. Like, seriously. I also played Ukiyo no Shishi to Roushi. That one was especially fun. Surprisingly enough, I really value games that let you wear a katana on your hip and have cool sword fights. I just wish they would have let you use the different stances and styles the NPCs use. 
Speaking of which, at a signing event last year, there was a person there who passionately asked me if Shimamura and Adachi could ever go visit a hot spring together. I wonder. Is that something high school girls do? I've definitely read manga where middle school girls visit a hot spring, but still. 

I'd like to thank Mr. M, Mr. A, and Mr. O from the editing department. Truly, you can't publish a book by yourself. It all relies on co-operation, hence my gratitude. Also, thank you as well Non for the illustrations. 
I used to be a good child when I was little. Whenever told to name a person I respected, I always answered "my parents". Really, I did. 
That lasted until middle school. 
However, as I look at my father while he takes even his pills with some seaweed, it makes me think a little. 
If there's a next one, I hope to see you there. 
Hitoma Iruma