Among the Swans 1 ![]() Translation: Dreaming Translations | |
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Chapter 13 | |
Announcer |
To all our viewers at home, a very good morning! We’re coming to you live with today’s “You Want to Know About THAT!?” segment! Our special guest today is none other than the current Prime Minister, Touichirou Harimiya! |
Touichirou |
Good morning. It’s an honor to be invited to a television program I always watch myself. |
Announcer |
What’s this! Even Touichirou Harimiya watches the morning news? Somehow I can’t even imagine it… |
Touichirou |
Hahaha. Just what kind of image of me do you have? |
Announcer |
Well after all, Harimiya is a name that has been famous in the political world for generations, even before the war. I would think you could tell the difference in our positions just from seeing one scene of your usual morning. The pillows are, of course, made-to-order. The pajamas are a luxury silk brand. And for the alarm clock, classical music played by a live orchestra –– |
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Touji Harimiya |
Nn… ah, it’s morning. Yawn… Yet another wonderful night’s sleep. On such a refreshing morning as this, the first thing to do is train. Ah, but before that, Father was supposed to be on television today, right? |
Touichirou (on TV) |
That’s quite an interesting consideration. However, watching the news together with one’s family and exchanging opinions on it, is it not the same for everyone? |
Announcer |
Speaking of family, we hear your eldest son was admitted to the prestigious Shinonome Academy yesterday. Congratulations! |
Touichirou |
That you would even be interested in my son’s life, it truly is an honor. Shinonome is my alma mater. For my son, attending a conventional school is shameful behavior… No, rather, he expects far more rigorous standards for his training. Not just for himself. I truly believe he understands that the days he spends studying are for the people of this country, as well. I suppose you could call that parental love. Haha. |
Touji Harimiya |
Father… Today too, so as not to disappoint the Harimiya name, I will make it the best day possible! |
As soon as he made the declaration to the television screen, his cell phone ringtone echoed out. | |
Touji Harimiya |
Hm…? Ah, it’s from Yoshi-jii. Hello? Yes. How did the arrangements with the pastry chef you spoke with yesterday go? I see… yes, from Paris… all right, with a career history like that, let’s use him. Oh, and Yoshi-jii, I hate to ask, but please send 4 dozen Nose Elites at once. There are absolutely no decent tissues in this room. Also–– hm? … Haha, so you already made all of the preparations. As expected of Yoshi-jii. You’re the butler who’s worked for the Harimiya family for so many years, after all. Then I’m entrusting you to pass on what I said just now as well as the matters with the pastry chef. –– Yes. Talk to you later. |
Having finished his phone call, Touji moved close to the window, opening the curtains – imported from Europe and made-to-order with only the highest quality fabric. | |
Touji Harimiya |
Not a cloud in the sky. Today is perfect, too. |
His smile, full of confidence, reflected in the window. ––Yet, he soon turned a pensive gaze toward the empty bed above his head. | |
Touji Harimiya |
(… In the end, I still have yet to meet the person rooming with me. They must be a third year, after all.) I even prepared a gift for our meeting. I suppose I’ll ask Hakka-senpai for information about them–– |
In the midst of his thoughts, he felt the sole of his foot suddenly step directly onto something. | |
Touji Harimiya |
Uwah! |
Location Change: Cafeteria | |
Yuma Mochizuki |
…… Expensive. |
Standing before a truly appetizing buffet of luxury Western dishes, I took one deep sigh. Tamagoyaki, 860 yen (and for only two pieces). A small plate of natto, 1000 yen (there’s a note that says “highest domestic quality and price”). Daikon-oroshi, 640 yen (“organically grown radishes by first-class chefs” is written). | |
Yuma Mochizuki |
These are… Tokyo prices. |
Senri Nito |
Yumapi~ good morning! This seat’s open! |
Yuma Mochizuki |
Nito… good morning. |
Senri Nito |
Huh? Are you only having rice and nori for breakfast? |
Yuma Mochizuki |
If I don’t write more soon… |
Senri Nito |
Huh…??? |
Yuma Mochizuki |
It’s 400 yen for only two sheets of nori… rice is 860 yen a bowl… |
Senri Nito |
Aah, I see. The cost of food here is super high. Prices only a young master could afford, huh. |
Yuma Mochizuki |
Yeah… |
Senri Nito |
I’ll give you my side dishes. Here! Tamagoyaki, natto, half of my fish. |
Yuma Mochizuki |
Is it really okay? |
Senri Nito |
Yup! I have the earnings from my performances, so it’s okay. |
Yuma Mochizuki |
Nito… thank you. When I get paid for my next job, I’ll repay the favor. |
Senri Nito |
Don’t even worry about it! Now, let’s eat! Itadakimaaaasu! |
Yuma Mochizuki |
Itadakimasu. |
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