An Entrance Ceremony on the Bed 2  Translation: Dreaming Translations | |
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| Chapter 2 | |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Oh, no. The sakura were so pretty I stopped to take some photos fer reference, an’ before I realized it I ended up all alone… I’d best hurry to the entrance ceremony hall. (––Hm?) |
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Connecting the gates and the school building, there was a spacious path lined with sakura trees. And in the center–– | |
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| ???? |
Ugh… |
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A person was collapsed on the ground. | |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
(Not just that, there’s also… a kitchen knife stabbed into his back?) |
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The beauty of the fluttering, pale pink petals was drowned out by the shocking sight. Fearfully, I drew close to the victim and crouched down at his side. | |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
… A…Are y’okay? |
| ???? |
……. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
(H… He’s dead…) (Ambulance… Police…) |
| ???? |
… Hey. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
(Huh…?) |
| ???? |
… Is there anyone else around? |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
(Ah… he’s alive. Thank goodness…) Er… (Shoot. I gotta try and keep my accent from comin’ out.) … It seems like it’s just me. |
| ???? |
Really. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Are you okay? I’ll call for an ambulance right now– |
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| ???? |
Phew… |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
(He got up like it’s nothing… even though there’s a knife in his back.) |
| ???? |
Getting stabbed like that out of nowhere really caught me off guard. Seems like wearing my self-defense vest was the right answer. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
The police… |
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| ???? |
Ah– no worries, no worries. I just got mixed up in a little trouble with a Kitty, is all. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
(Kitty…?) |
| ???? |
Not turning people down properly is a bad habit of mine. By the way, could you hurry and get this thing out of my back? |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Eh, y’all–– … you want me to? |
| ???? |
Is there anyone else besides you and I here? If there were a cute girl around I’d much rather ask her, though. |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Ah… |
| ???? |
I’m asking nicely. … Please? |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
(Who would’ve thought that the first thing I’d be doing at my new school is pulling a knife out of someone’s back…) |
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Feeling myself sweat, I pulled the quite-deeply embedded knife out with a slow, steady hand. | |
| ???? |
Thanks. Even though I’m wearing this vest, it was awkward to move, so I appreciate the help. Now then, we should probably get going. |
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Pushing back his hair in a gesture that would have women screaming “sexy”, he made a smooth exit. I wonder if it’s okay to leave that hole from the knife in his back like that… | |
| Yuma Mochizuki |
Dang… Tokyo folks really are somethin’ different. |
| ???? |
Hey! Are you a new student, too? |
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