Chapter 59
Translator: nakimushitl
Please read at the translator’s site or the hosted site, moonbunnycafe .
December 24th, 06:45AM . In front of the International Exhibition Center[1] .
We woke up at 5 in the morning to get on the long distance train and came to the Comic Market venue .
“Uwah… The crowd is insane as usual . Rather, so there’s a Tokyo in this world . Moreover, it’s near Tachibana City . ”
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The front of International Exhibition Center is jammed with people .
As expected of the Comic Market . As expected of Japan’s greatest doujinshi sale venue . Quite a number of people have come to buy doujinshi despite it being Christmas Eve .
But we have to wait in this cold for 3 hours until the opening time, huh… I participated in Comiket for about 2~3 times in the past and at each of those times, I received the torture of just waiting in the hot or cold for 3 or 4 hours . This time, too, I must endure somehow, to labour for Subaru-nee-san . This is also for the sake of getting support to return to the real world . Alright, endure it, Sakurai Makoto!
Translated at nakimushitl
“Tachibana City is in Japan after all . ”
“Well, that’s true . ”
It’s been 3 hours since then . Despite finally being able to enter, I’m already completely exhausted . However, Subaru is terribly lively . Surrounded by things she likes, she seems to be enjoying herself a lot .
Such a shiny smile is expected of a bishoujo . How comely .
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“Well then, it’s the circle here for Mako! I’ll be attacking the other side! Let’s go now~”
“Yeah…”
Even as I come close to dying, I receive the catalog from Subaru and leave for the war front .
Because if I sit here and forget to buy something or something is sold out and I can’t buy it, I’ll seriously get slaughtered by Subaru . Speaking of the Subaru when a BL-related land mine is stepped on, just being a beauty gives her absurd intensity .
I raise my heavy waist and look at the catalog . Affirming the several circle names that had been circled with a red pen, while looking at the map, I march into the war fronts where there are designated doujinshi I have to obtain .
“Eh, Makoto-san . What are you doing in a place like this?”
“Ah, UEH?! Eh, Ikuto-kun?”
Turning around to the familiar voice, there’s Ikuto with his usual fishy smile .
As I didn’t expect a Heartthrob Love Revolution capturable character to be in a place like this, I was so unsettled that I almost fell . Don’t tell me Ikuto is a fudanshi? Don’t tell me Ikuto came to buy doujinshi too?
No, more importantly, what should I do if it spreads to everyone that I went to Comiket to buy doujinshi, moreover BL doujinshi? Well, it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t, if I’m thought to be a fudanshi . But, but .
And so on . While I get worked up, Ikuto takes a step closer with a chuckle .
“Nee-san said she wanted to buy doujinshi from a history circle or a pure literature circle so I followed her here . Nee-san can’t even ride a train properly so I was worried . ”
“Ah, I see . That’s true . Such normal circles participate in Comiket too…”
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Although the name Comiket gives the image of selling only those kind of 2D doujinshi, that’s not so . They sell normal, serious and stiff-like pure literature doujinshi and whatnot too .
I didn’t think Madoka was so active that she’d expressly participate in Comiket but hearing that she’s aiming for pure literature, I’m convinced .
“I don’t really come to places like this so I don’t really understand though . What genre of books do they sell in this area?”
Translated at nakimushitl
“EH?! Ah, I don’t really understand either . Um, I came to accompany a friend . ”
No matter how one thinks about it, it’s unthinkable that Ikuto has immunity towards BL . Rather, with his looks and outer appearance, one would be surprised if he has the personality of a fudanshi .
Therefore, “This is the BL corner . BL is the abbrievation of Boys’ Love and the books in this area depict the aha~n, ufu~n romance between boys~” Can I say that? Nah, I can’t .
“Where did your friend go?”
“She immediately left me to buy doujinshi . Even asking me to run errands . ”
Sighing, I open the catalog Subaru handed over some time ago . Ikuto peeks from beside me .
“Ah, BL, is it? She sure is buying a lot . I can help if you don’t mind . ”
“Eh, Ikuto-kun, you know BL?”
I thought he’d be terribly turned off if shown such a thing but Ikuto calmly accepted this dangerous goods .
BL aside, I thought Ikuto was a race that hasn’t even seen or touched manga and games .
“Atlas has a lot of female students so these appear occasionally . Moreover, isn’t BL a relatively open genre these days? I don’t particularly like or dislike it though . ”
Translated at nakimushitl
Private Atlas Academy was formerly a girls’ school and I hear that currently, more than half are female students .
With tens or hundreds of girls, I suppose it’s not strange for there to be 1 or 2 open fujoshi in a class . Also, bookstores recently have BL corners and BL manga appear in internet advertisement, Ikuto may have seen them before .
However, it was slightly unexpected because somehow Ikuto has a fastidious image .
“I see, I’m glad Ikuto-kun isn’t bad with BL . In that case, can you help me? Subaru will get mad if I missed buying something . ”
“Of course . First is…”
Ikuto’s large eyes narrow, a thin smile appearing on that face .
Receiving Subaru’s handmade Comiket venue map from me, he stares at it seriously . His pale, long and thin finger traces the shopping route with the highest efficiency .
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“I think we should go left from this circle . Let’s go at once . ”
“Yeah . Sorry, getting Ikuto-kun involved . ”
“It’s fine . I don’t have a book I want so I’m free . ”
We advance to the front before being swept away by the crowd . Ikuto’s a size smaller than me so he’s being swept away by the people walking against us .
On top of that, I don’t know what started on that side but a large group of girls suddenly head there and the two of us got swept along .
Did a famous cosplayer appear in the area where cosplay is allowed? Or did a famous circle finally start to sell doujinshi? Whatever the case, it’s troubling if we get swept away by the crowd and brought to an unrelated place .
“Careful . This way . ”
I pull Ikuto’s arm . It’s quite a delicate arm . Perhaps I’m used to touching the arms of the muscular Soutarou or the slender but invincible at sports Kaname, this feels even more slender and undependable . Ikuto must be a literature boy who doesn’t have much of a taste for sports . Besides, just looking at him gives such a feeling .
“Thank you very much . ”
“It’s fine, it’s fine . I’m excessively tall after all . Situations like this are when it should be put to use . ”
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The height that used to be only average for girls, easily exceeds the boys’ average after I came here . In fact, in this space where only girls are gathering, I’m a head taller .
“How nice that Makoto-san is tall . ”
“If it’s height, Ikuto-kun can still grow . ”
“I wonder . My parents are short . Makoto-san’s tall and slender but solid . I’m envious . If I’m more… more reliable”
Ikuto’s face approaches my chest .
With a voice like he’s sighing, he says .
“I like you . I like Makoto-san . ”
“Eh…”
Translated at nakimushitl
Diverted in the crowd, the slightly high voice for a boy reaches my ears .
Ikuto’s head is hung and his expression can’t be seen . Because it was so abrupt, I couldn’t understand the meaning of his words . Over and above the understanding of BL doujinshi, could it be, is it right to say that the person himself is someone from that side? No, hang on . My friendship with Ikuto is close to nil . A friend, that’s the appropriate level . Despite that, of all things, “like”? No way, no way, no way .
He’s hugging me within a crowd . I can’t move because his face is buried in my chest . His ‘like’ is that . The kind you feel towards an older brother . It is, right? It must be .
“Yeah, I like Ikuto-kun too~ . We’re friends after all . ”
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So that he wouldn’t take offense, I smile while hitting his shoulder several times and reply casually .
Fuu, Ikuto laughs with an exhale, before laughing loudly as though he can’t endure anymore .
“Just as I thought, Makoto-san is a selfish and cruel person . ”
The Ikuto who raises his face from my chest looks at me with muddy, dark and deep eyes like those of a dead fish .
His usual smile vanished completely from his face . Expressionlessly, with a cynical smile, he glares at me .
“Preaching in a manner to make incorrect things correct, was that how you stole Yasuchika-san from nee-san? Pretending you don’t know anything, … what a sly person . ”
“Wh, at… Ikuto-kun, I don’t understa”
“Wasn’t it Makoto-san who preached to nee-san and made her give up on Yasuchika-san? While arrogantly telling others to do things properly, you wooed an unspecified number of people and evade by saying “It’s got nothing to do with me, I only like them as friends~” I really think you’re the worst . ”
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Ikuto looks at me with cold eyes . What’s he saying suddenly? I grow unsettled while thinking so . With twitching cheeks, I make a smile to the best of my abilities . Why a serious development suddenly? Why’s he angry at me suddenly? I don’t get it, y’know .
In other words . Ikuto’s in a siscon mood and is dissatisfied that things aren’t going well between Madoka and Takayanagi . He thinks I’m the cause . Madoka and Mitsuki are good friends so he can’t speak aggressively to Mitsuki . That’s why he vented on me his anger that things aren’t going well between Madoka and Takayanagi――…… How great it will be, if that was all .
Because Ikuto’s words weren’t just sudden and cruel . There truly were things that came to mind .
“I hate that part of Makoto-san . I hate the you who pretends to soothe others, while thinking the world of yourself . ”
Translated at nakimushitl
“Why, … this all of a sudden?”
“It’s not sudden . I’ve always thought so . I just happened to have an opportunity to tell you . ”
Still grabbing onto Ikuto’s arm, my cheeks twitch .
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I didn’t want to be a “Don’t fight over me” type of conceited reverse harem heroine . Even though I was satisfied with being a manly and cool type of background character, when did I start acting in a manner that made others think that of me?
I’m going back in 3 months anyhow . That’s why no matter how much good will you show me, I won’t like anyone . I can’t like anyone . If I come to like someone and our feelings are mutual, I’ll hurt that precious someone――… With that in mind, I… I endured . However . I guess I wasn’t thinking of anyone’s feelings .
No wonder I degraded into the conceited reverse harem heroine I absolutely didn’t want to be .
“Thank you . ”
“… Huh?”
“Thanks for letting me realise . ”
Suddenly being told I’m hated, it’s a lie if I say I wasn’t hurt . Coming in contact with someone else’s hatred really makes me want to cry .
However, when I think that if I remain like this I’ll unconsciously hurt a precious someone, I think that makes me want to cry more .
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I might have casually said the worst things . This is the problem with having too low skills in romance .
I must face everyone even more directly in the coming 3 months, huh .
[1] In Tokyo .
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