Haruki Suzumiya no Yuutsu
I got a job in High School my village when I was in high school.
And I've begun to regret. My new school was hiding on top of a steep hill, and even in calm weather this spring, any school would end up soaked with sweat. It seems that there was no way to enjoy a simple walk to school.
thinking that I must repeat the course every day in the next three years, made me feel more tired and depressed. I had fallen asleep that day, and was beating me mentally for not studying more. If any fact, could have entered into a better school, or just one that was not located at the top of Mount Everest (guess that's why the stories people invent time machines ...). Overall, it was a bit depressing.
That's why I was the only person to face bored and depressed during the welcome ceremony at all necessary. Everyone had the face of "start a new life" you know, that ridiculous mixture of hope and uncertainty that every new student has when entering a new school. It was the same for me - a lot of people from my old school had also been transferred here, also a couple of friends. So I felt nothing to worry.
All the boys wore jackets, but the girls had to wear the typical uniform of seafood. A strange combination, I thought. Perhaps the director had some kind of fetish sailor uniform ... If I had studied more, maybe would not have to wear something that looks directly out of a perverted game ... at best, could make a request, along with the other girls ... No, too much work.
As I pondered if that was important, the monotonous speech of the teacher over, and me and my new colleagues not so willing went into our room designated 1-5.
Our tutor, Okabe-sensei, outlining a practice-before-the-mirror-several-day smile when he began his presentation. We said it was the teacher of Physical Education and the coach of Team Handball. Then mentioned that she had gotten a great puntuaje in the team handball when I was in high school, and that the current Handball team members lacked, so you were guaranteed a position if you joined ; as, and BM was the best sport in the world, because you can have fun ... And just when I thought my brain would explode if volvíaa hear something related to the BM, it seems that the teacher ran out of things to say.
So after a little silence uncomfortable, said:
"Well, introduce yourself!"
could not say it was an unusual event, it was fairly typical of presented in the new classes, so I'm not surprised. One by one, people on the left of the class got up and made a presentation to the rest. You know, the basic presentation, your name, school from which they came, and some 'interesting' about them, hobbies or favorite foods ... stuff. Some people merely murmured their presentations, others were completely relaxed. Some even told bad jokes to try to ease the tension in the air.
At the same time, my turn darker and approached. I was a little nervous, you know?
After I finished my well-thought-and-of-minimum-length presentation, free way with words too, sat down, savoring the feeling of having finished a unpleasant task, but necessary. I
I will never forget the next few minutes in my entire life.
The person behind me got up to introduce themselves, and began with the words that should be the topics of conversation here at the Northern School, has long .
"My name is Suzumiya Haruki" he said, with a clean and clear voice "of the School of the East"
Until that point, his presentation had been completely normal and ; that I had turned to face him. Stared straight ahead and listened to his voice.
"I'm not interested in human negligible. If any alien, time traveler, ghost, or someone with psychic powers here, come with me! That's all "
That made me turn around.
Behind me was a guy with long hair, black, up just over the neck and a defiant look in his face slightly angular. He looked back at the gawking students, with eyes full of determination and slightly pursed lips.
remember that I left dazzled by its white throat. Before me was a stunning beauty. Haruki
let his gaze sweep over the entire case, as if someone-anyone-would dare to challenge him, after stopping to look at me a moment (I was impressed with her mouth half open), then , s to sit back without a single smile.
Is this guy was serious?
Nobody knew how to react, probably their minds were full of questions.
"Is it supposed to be laughing?"
No one knew.
Actually, he was not trying to be dramatic or funny. When it comes to things of this kind, Haruki never joking. Whenever he was serious. I learned the hard way later, so I'm not mistaken.
Fairies fluttered silence for about thirty seconds before Okabe-sensei, obviously nervous, make a gesture to the next and manages to break the Evangelical atmosphere.
And so we met.
I tell you truly, I hope this was only a coincidence.
Having captured the attention of all the first day, Haruki was relatively quiet since then, taking the place of a high school student like any other.
Actually, that's what they call the calm before the storm. "
Everyone in this school came from one of the secondary schools in the city-average people, basically. So, logically, a couple of guys in our class had gone to the same school as Haruki, and could tell me what was going to do exactly. Unfortunately for me, not anyone conocíaa School North, and no one had the good intention of enlightening. So, a couple of days after that explosive presentation of the World broke the record of stupidity. I spoke to Suzumiya Haruki.
My unfortunate chain of dominoes had begun to fall, and I was the idiot I had thrown the first tab!
see, when Haruki sat there in silence, in place, another high school student seemed totally normal. Furthermore, it seemed quite interesting, and while my site was just ahead of him, I thought it would not hurt to talk. How naive! Someone should slap me right there!
"Hey" I said
, by chance, spinning me to face him with a bright smile on my face.
"Those things you said in your presentation ... Was he serious? "
With hands on his chest and closed his lips tight, Suzumiya Haruki maintained its position, and then looked me straight in the eye.
"What 'things I said in my presentation'?"
"The things about aliens."
"Is that you are a alien? "
looked very serious.
"No, but-"
"If you're not, why am I talking about?"
"P" for nothing ... "
"That's what I speak. What a waste of time. "
His eyes were so cold that I found myself stammering 'sorry' before I realized. Haruki Suzumiya his eyes away from me, and with disdain, frowned.
I racked my brains for an appropriate response, but I could not think of anything to say, especially after my name was "waste of time." It is as if they had been before, guys who treat me well, but coming from someone like him ... Fortunately, Okabe-sensei came and saved me from having to think longer.
Just turn your head to class, I realized that some people looked at me curiously. When our eyes met, each person had the same kind of expression on the face, some even nodded as if to give me their condolences.
I felt slightly uncomfortable. It was then when I found out they all came from the Northern School
Since my first encounter with Haruki ended horribly, I figured I'd better not get involved with him after ; s all. A week passed without incident to make me change my mind.
But just because I found Haruki was aware that like all others, some of them had tried completely blinded him. Others had tried to make conversation with this guy permanetes brow, a fierce frown puckering ceñoy called Haruki.
had to suck to be them.
Many of these people were obsessive-of-sport. I guess they were looking for someone tall, burly, and Haruki. I would have been fine if it were a haunted Haruki sports.
"Hey, did you see the game last night? He spent to mark an hour without a goal! "
" No "
" Huh? Why not? "
" Do not know "
" Aw, too bad. You should see the game next week. I heard that they will, "
" Shut up. Bother me "
... maso least they did as they were.
Could not answer "no" and leave that perfect straight face? No, I had to show their impatience in his face and his voice, letting his victims thought they were the ones who had done something wrong. In the end, could only say "Ya ... I see ... I just ... "before slipping with sloping shoulders, and asking themselves:" Did I say something wrong? "
Be still. Were not you the stranger. Definitely, this was rare Haruki.
Although I do not mind eating alone, I figured that if they saw me sitting alone would mark me as a loser that no one liked. I'm not saying it's for that, but when it came time for lunch, I sat with Kunikida, my friend from high school and a student at Eastern, called Taniguchi, who sat near me.
One day, Haruki Suzumiya issue came to light.
"Did you try to talk to Suzumiya-kun?" Asked Taniguchi, smiling deceptively innocent on his face. I nodded.
"Then he said something extrañoy did not know how to react?" Continually under.
"That was"
Taniguchi took his hard-boiled egg in cuts to the mouth, chewed and said, "Well, you might be interested in anyway, having into account your figure. Honestly, you should give up! You ought to have realized that he is not ... well, you know. No is normal.
Pardon?
"I have been in his class three years running, know as"
He used that line as a step to give me a speech.
"Always do the strangest things. I thought I had matured to enter high school, but seems not. Heard what you said in your presentation, right? "
" You mean things of aliens? "
Kunikida, who was busy removing the small bones of fried fish, joined the conversation.
"Yeah, those things. Back in high school, did decíay siemprep tons of weird things. For example, the vandalism "
" What happened?
"You know that thing used to make the lines on sports fields? Um ... What was his name? ... Anyway, someone put school at night and used the ... as-his-name ... to draw a huge symbol in midfield.
Taniguchi had a flawless smile on his face was possibly recalling the incident.
"It was somewhat surprising. Go to tomorrow morning and find giant triangles and circles scrawled all over the floor. I had no idea what it was, so I went to the fourth floor to get a better view, but no luck and I did not know what the hell was "
"Ah, I've heard about it," said Kunikida. "There was a story in the newspapers about it? There's even an aerial photo. It seemed one of the things of Nazca ... "
not remember hearing anything about it.
"Oh, yes, I saw that article." Taniguchi again. "The title was something like 'Mysterious street gangs attack A High School For The Night' is not it?. Well, the important thing is ... Do you know who did it? "
" Him, right? "
" It was what he said, so I guess it has to be é l, right? Naturally, he was taken to the principal's office. All teachers were there, asking why he had echo "
" And why did it? "
" I have no idea "answered Taniguchi flatly, trying to swallow a bit of rice. "I heard out there who refused to say anything. You know he is, refuses to say anything that does not consider important. Someone said that he drew the symbol for UFO fire, another said it was a magic symbol used to summon monsters, or were trying to open a portal to another world, those things ... There were lots of rumors, but he still refused to talk, so no one knew. It is still a mystery. "
In my mind, Haruki Suzumiya could imagine drawing those white lines on the concrete at night, with a crazy expression on his face. The machine was probably prepared in advance and powders, and left them in the storage room, maybe even used a flashlight. I could not help but wonder in the sky and the yellow light of street lamps, watching the sky with an expression very serene and tragic, his head looking skyward, hoping, fantasizing ... believing ...
No, surely it was just my weird imagination.
probably was totally serious about the call, or whatever. "Maybe he wanted to call something to fight? And when he saw that there appeared nothing was probably demoralized ... becoming bored, or even melancholy. Well, it's just speculation, of course ...
"It was not all he did!" Said Taniguchi, even eating their lunch. "Once we went to class to discover that all our desks had been moved, and had stars painted across the ceiling. Again, going around the school by placing O-Fuda Todar parts ... you know, those Chinese paper charms ... I have no idea what was going through his head.
Suzumiya Haruki was not in class at that time, otherwise we could not have that conversation. Although I had the feeling that even if he had been there, would not have cared. Generally left the class as lunch began, back when the second and had brought no food, so I assumed I just went to eat cafeteríaa. But it does not take a whole hour to eat, right? Maybe ate a lot ... I began to think about it, he never was in the lounge in between classes. Where the hell was I?
"Also, it is very popular with the girls!" Taniguchi
winked.
"He's athletic, intelligent, and very cute Also do. Even being totally insane, if you close your mouth, it is not so bad. "
" Where learned so much gossip? "asked Kunikida, their lunch was so crowded as in Taniguchi.
"There was a time when he started going out with girls at random, without stopping. From what I heard, the most lasting relationship was a week, and the shortest just over five minutes after being asked. And always, without exception, Suzumiya-kun was the breaking. The only reason I gave was' I have no time for ordinary human! " If you do not have time, why bother to start first? That
again, eh?
seemed Taniguchi spoke from experience. After discovering my eyes, blushed got a little nervous.
"Hey, I've heard from other people, okay? Really! E "It's just that for some reason, began to ask him to anyone! But in the third year everyone had realized and moved away from him, so he did not ask to anyone else. Anyway, I have the feeling that the same thing will happen in high school, so ... I warn you now! Stay away from him! Do not bother; date up. It's a friendly warning from someone who has been in its class for years. "
There is no need to give up, Taniguchi. I'm not interested in him, anyway. Also, would you be interested in someone like me? Taniguchi
put his lunch box, now empty, in his backpack and left acute giggled. "If a guy I would choose, however, would Asakura Ryou."
Taniguchi nodded toward a guy of guys, a couple of tables in front. In the middle of the cluster, with a quiet and pleasant smile, was Asakura Ryou.
"As far as I'm concerned, is among the top three guys from our year."
"Have you checked at each of the first-year guys high school? "I asked.
"Oh, of course. The grouped into categories, from A to D, and believe me, just pay attention boys A. Only happens once in the life of a school! I have fun all you can! "He laughed.
"So Asakura-kun is an A?" Asked Kunikida.
"is a AA +! Come on, just look at his face, his personality ... Has to be first class! What's more, it also has a nice ass! "
not need to hear that.
"Oh, does the type of person who actually remembers your birthday?" Was the question of Kunikida.
Argt. I'm surrounded by idiots.
Well, although you would not believe even half of the nonsense that says Taniguchi, Asakura Ryou was, in effect, a boy who stood in a different way as it did Haruki Suzumiya.
For starters, it was gorgeous. It was also very nice the way it was to be always smiling. Second, Taniguchi had probably right about his good character. At this point, there was no persistent enough to try to talk to Haruki Suzumiya. The only person who had become discouraged after this rude reception and was still trying Asakura Ryou. He had the temperament of a delegate class. Third, judging by his answers in class, others seemed to be pretty smart. You could be assured that any questions you answered correctly formulate it. A student any teacher would have. Fourth, was also popular among girls. He had spent only a week since school started, and had already become the leading figure in the group of girls in the class. Definitely had enough charisma to attract the masses.
If you put a choice of Haruki Suzumiya Ely, with its perpetual puckering and incomprehensible way of thinking, all elegiríaa Ryou. Even me, I think. Anyway, the two were outside the scope of Taniguchi.
was still April. Haruki Suzumiya had not staged his great performance. Which meant a month of relaxation for me. Would still almost a month before Haruki started with their madness.
However, I have to clarify who was beginning to see some of the eccentricities of Haruki during this period.
For example, a number eccentricity.
Appurtenances changed every day. I could find some sort of pattern after observing for a while. Monday, Haruki appeared with his long, soft hair on his neck so natural. The next day, he appeared with a low ponytail, perfect from every angle that mirases. I could not bear the perfection with which it was made and how it was so good. But the next day, veníaa school with her hair down again, but decorated with two latches. Then the next day would be three to decorate the hair braids. On Friday, he and four randomly placed obstacles in the head, some with bows, a picture really curious.
Monday = 0, Tuesday = 1, Wednesday = 2 ...
As the days passed, the number of decorations was increasing. After reset on Monday, was up one per day until Friday. I have no idea what it meant. Following the pattern, Sunday should be six clips. I wonder what would paints on Sundays. I would love to see it. Eccentricity
two.
Boys and girls were separated for gym class. Thus, classes 5 and 6 were combined. The girls we changed in the classes odd and boys went to the couple. So at the end of the last class before gym, the boys took their things and went to class 6.
And this was what happened, Haruki Suzumiya ignored: the fact that we changed our girls in that class and began to take off his uniform.
Then he pulled and put on sports clothes with a look of total indifference, a group of girls looking as if they were squash or potatoes.
At the time, completely captivated girls, including myself, were pushed pitches of our own classroom by Asakura Ryou.
seems that then, Ryou Asakura, along with the other kids, tried to reason with Haruki. But of course, got nothing. Haruki continued without imnutarse switching in the classroom that did not belong. So when the bell sounded at the end of gym class before the girls were forced-by-Asakura Ryou order to go to the class-not ours.
But God was so good ... I mean, let's continue. Eccentricity
three. Haruki
essentially disappeared during class changes. And once the class ended, I rushed the room with his backpack. At first, I thought I was going straight home, but apparently not. To my surprise, he temporarily joined an enormous amount of school clubs. You could see him play with members of the basketball club to be spotted the very next day sewing a pillowcase in the sewing club. Even was in the baseball club, so it seemed to be sure not to get any. All sports clubs without exception by all means trateron to remain in his club. Ignoring their requests, he was arbitrarily joining a different club every day. eventually ended up not joining any club.
But what he was trying to achieve?
As a result, the sound of "a strange guy from the first" spread like wildfire throughout the school. It took only a month to each and every one of those involved with the institute beyond Haruki Suzumiya. In early May, we reached the point where they had people still did not know the name of the director, but everyone knew the name of Haruki Suzumiya.
Involved in the midst of all this mess, well, actually Haruki was the only one involved with that, we get to May.
I have more faith that someone runs a plesiosaur discovered in Lake Biwa in the existence of fate. But if there really is a destination that touches the lives of humans from an unknown location, I guess that's when my wheel of fate began to turn. I am convinced that someone up there was rewritten my destination without my consent.
The first day after the Golden Week, I realized I had lost track of day of the week we were while suffering up the hill of the hill, drenched in sweat by this abnormal heat charred May. But what happens to this planet? Is he caught yellow fever?
"Hey, Kyonko"
Someone hit me from behind. It was Taniguchi.
With jacket hanging from the shoulder of the institute, the loop semi-recessed unleashed and a smile on his face.
"Have you gone somewhere during Golden Week?"
"I went with my brother to see my grandfather
" That crappy "
"What about you?"
"Working all the time"
"Is that better?"
"Kyonko. A high school student should not be doing babysitting her little brother on a trip to visit his grandparents. You should act as an older student.
By the way, Kyonko concerns me. As I recall, was one of my guys started calling me that way. It was a few years ago, when it was enough that we met. When he saw me he said "Oh, Kyonko-chan. haas as grown. " This was an unexpected change of my name. After hearing that, my brother thought that was funny and started calling me "Kyonko-chan." Some friends who came home and heard him calling me, and since then my nickname has been the Kyonko. Damn. She used to call me "Onee-chan" before that. Go brother I have.
"It's an annual family tradition that all the nephews, we meet at the Golden Week"
And after the indifferent response, I went up the hill. The sensation of sweat trickling down my neck was pretty nasty. Taniguchi
continued talking happily about some cute guy she had met at work and how much money she had saved to spend shopping. This is the kind of useless things about what you might talk to someone, just like when you explain your dreams or you talk about your pet.
As I listened on the three different possible scenarios for an appointment with his nonexistent boyfriend, we got to the gin at the entrance of the institute.
When I went to class, I saw that Haruhi already in place just behind me, looking absent the window. He had two ties in his hair stuck like glue, which made me think "Ah, two means it's Wednesday." And I sat with that statement. And then, perhaps I was possessed by a demon. I can think of no other explanation. before I realized I was talking to Haruki Suzumiya.
"You change every day combing as a countermeasure against the aliens?" Haruki
turned his head toward me as if it were a robot and looked at me at him with his perpetual expression serious. Considering that was maso least two heads taller than me, scares and all.
"When have you noticed?"
sounded as if he were talking to a stone path.
"Hmm ... Recently "
" I see
Haruki leaned his chin on his hand, looked as if you were already sick of it.
"I think every day of the week is an image associated with "
That would be the first time that we would keep a conversation.
"According to the colors, Monday (Moon) would be yellow, Mars (fire) would be red, Wednesday (water) would be blue, Thursday (wood) would be green, Friday (gold) is gold, Saturday (land) is light brown and Sunday (Sun) is white
I think I know where you intend to arrive.
"So with numbers, what Monday would be zero and Sunday the six? "
" Aha "
" For me, Monday is more like the one " ;
"Nobody asked your opinion"
"... Oh, sure"
Haruki continued looking at me as if I had found something wrong with my face. He was well enough to begin to feel uncomfortable.
"We had seen it before? "How long?"
asked "No"
I replied. And with the coming into class Okabe-sensei, this conversation came to an end.
This was the trigger. Nothing particularly important, but this was certainly the trigger. In addition, Haruki was only in the classroom during class, so the only time he could talk to him was just before school. And you can not deny the fact that I sit in front of it provides the ideal situation to start a casual situation with him.
However, a serious response from Haruki was a surprise. "Shut up! Idiot! Leave me alone! Who cares? "Were the answers I expected. The fact that he talked to her in any way mean that I would probably go something weird.
So when the next day Haruki did not appear with the three braids they would play in the pattern, but with its beautiful long hair cut, I was quite upset. I mean, I've cut that day just to talk to him not a little hasty? Huh?
after question, said Haruki,
"Actually, no"
As usual, replied angrily without actually showing what they thought. I had no intention to tell me why she cut her hair.
Well, I did not expect more.
"You really have tried to join all clubs?"
After this, talk to Haruki in the short space of time before a class there became an everyday thing . Seeing that never react until I began the conversation, and bearing in mind that if you talked about what they do for the time tene or received their reaction "that is hopelessly boring," had ; to carefully choose the topic of conversation.
"Tell me if you found any fun. It would be useful to know "
" Not one "
was his immediate response.
"Absolutely no one"
After repeating, Haruki exhaled as the flutter of a butterfly. Is it supposed to be a sigh?
"I expected something better after entering school, but not very different from what it was high school. Maybe I entered the wrong school "
What criteria do you follow to choose a school?
"sports clubs and art are so normal ... With so many clubs, I thought it would be a rare enough for me "
How exactly do you decide if it is rare or nomal?
"Any club that I like will be rare. The others are normal. Is not it obvious? "
course. Obvious. This is the first Once I hear something.
"Hmph"
He began to look elsewhere, and thus ended the conversation today.
On another day.
"I heard a rumor"
"probably something insignificant, am I right?"
"Is it true that you cut all the girls who I've asked to leave? "
" What entitles you to ask me something? "Haruki
removed the hair from his forehead and stared at my black eyes. God, when his face was not devoid of all expression, was full of irritation.
"Taniguchi told you? I can not believe that it remains in the same class as her. Maybe he's a stalker "
" That I doubt "I
" I do not know what you heard, but is the same. It is probably certain "
" There was not a single girl who seriously want to leave? "
" None of them was good enough, "That sounds a bit macho
seems
who had a habit of misusing the word "none"
"Each and every one of them were ridiculously conventional. If I asked them where they wanted to go, just wanted to go to the front of the estacióny do something routine like watching a movie, shopping or amusement park. Then we ate at a fast food place. We walked around, drank some and goodbye, until tomorrow. What's it? "
is supposed to be a boy if you did not like you could have decided what to do. And the truth, I wondered what was wrong with that, but I kept my mouth shut. If Haruki believed there was a problem, then either way, there must be some problem.
"What do you think that some asked me over the phone? The important things are said in the face! "
While trying to imagine what it feels like an innocent girl who probably was terribly nervous about making a confession so important, at least for her, while was observed as if it were an insect, I decided to play along.
"Well ... Do you think? I certainly would call from somewhere and I say "
"That's not important!"
contradict Stop! Is she or is not it?
"The problem is that no human being worthwhile on this planet. Honestly, I spent most of the time in high school irritated "
Still looking irritated. Although I think I'm happy for you, you're the first man I know that will not go smelling your ass on the girls.
"So what kind of girl you like? Maybe an alien? "
" An alien. Or something similar. In fact it is not just an ordinary human being, no matter if boy or girl "
Why are you so obsessed with non-humans? After ask, Haruki looked at me as if you were talking to the silliest of the retarded.
"Is not it more fun?"
guess ... may be right.
I will not argue against the views of Haruki. I would not mind a beautiful and mysterious transfer student was actually half alien half human. And if that idiot Taniguchi, who was sitting nearby in spying, was in fact a researcher of the future, it would be very interesting. And if Ryou Asakura, who for some reason he was smiling down here, have some supernatural powers, then the school life would be much more fun.
But this is impossible. Aliens, time travelers and there are no paranormal powers. And even if they existed, would not appear in front of us. Seriously, there is no possibility that someone approaches you and this smiling "Hey, you know? I'm actually an alien, "for no apparent reason.
"That's why!" Haruki
shouted, getting up, pulling the chair to the floor. The whole class turned to us. Honestly, I must look haunted or something, because I could not help feeling tiny and helpless at his side.
"So I'm trying so hard!"
"Sorry I'm late!"
The gym teacher Okabe-sensei, looking bright and cheerful, entered ; in class gasped when Haruki observed standing tall with fist head high, and the whole class watching, then it was paired, all confused.
"Ah ... The class will start "
Do not care that a student seemed helpless about to be attacked by a monster brown hair that he pulled two heads high?
Haruki sat back in his chair and stared at a corner of his desk. Fiuu ...
I turned forward, the rest of the class did the same and Okabe-sensei went on stage and cleared his throat.
"Sorry I'm late. Ah ... Let's start the class
And having repeated the same thing twice, we returned to our daily routine. This dull routine was probably the most hated Haruki
But life is not it?
Still, could not ignore the illogical feeling in the bottom of my heart that I envied the way of understanding life Haruki.
He was patiently waiting for an opportunity to find extraordinary, something I already discarded long ago. And you can not deny that he was moving to get it.
Something falls from the sky overnight, no matter how you wait. In this case we must go to find it. Hence the signs on the floor, ceiling paintings and talismans around the school.
Holy God (Do you still say that?)
Haruki do not know when he began to do things that made him look crazy. But I think if he had already been waiting a long time before you run out of patience and started making these strange rituals without any results, then it would make sense to always be faced hate everything the world. No? Or maybe not.
"Hey, Kyonko"
During the break, Taniguchi came to me with a strange expression of disbelief. It really makes you look like an idiot, Taniguchi.
"Screw you. Forget it, anyway. What trick did you use? "
" What trick do you mean? "
I replied, as he recalled having heard that advanced technology is not can be distinguished from magic. Pointing finger at the seat of Haruki, who, as usual, and had vacated just after the class, Taniguchi said
"Suzumiya never seen so much about so far. What did you say? "
no idea what I said? I have the feeling of having told the first thing that came into my head.
"It's the end of the world" Taniguchi
put an exaggerated expression of surprise. Kunikida appeared from behind it.
"A Kyonko always liked the weird guys."
not say things that can be misinterpreted.
"I do not give a damn who likes Kyonko weirdos or not. I want to know is how Suzumiya had a conversation with her. I can not accept "
" If I had to guess, I would say that is because Kyonko girl is actually a fairly rare "
" Yes, of course. An aunt who has a nickname as Kyonko can not be normal. But even then "
Kyonko Let's say, Kyonko. Heck, if you're going to keep calling me by my stupid nickname, much prefer that you call out my name. then at least I would like my brother called me "onee-chan"
"I would also like to know"
A male voice suddenly interrupted us. It was clearly serious, but also sweet. when I looked up, maso least raising the neck just as he had to do to look at Haruki when he stood up, I met Ryou Asakura, who wore a beaming smile on his face that nobody could imitate jama s.
"Suzumiya-san never answers as much as I strive to speak. How did you get to talk to him? Is there a trick or something? "
I thought for a while. Or rather, I tried to make what I thought. The answer was obvious, after all.
"Do not know"
Asakura laughed a little.
"Hmm ... But I feel relieved now. I was worried that Suzumiya-san continuously isolated from the rest of the class. It's good to have managed to make a friend. "
pro If you are wondering what Ryou Asakura shown as worried as if the delegate class is because it is the delegate of the class. We decided in the previous tutorial class.
"Friends, huh ..."
head slightly bowed. Does it think? I think that being the grumpy looking Haruki face all the time does not count as friendship.
"Keep doing whatever you do to that Suzumiya-san continue opening the rest of the class. We are lucky that we are all in the same class, so we can all be friends, okay? I count on you. "
Accounts me, huh. It's easy for you to say.
"If I need to say something, then I ask you to tell him for me"
Hey, wait. I'm not a spokesperson or anything like that.
"Come on, please"
even joined the palms of the hands. Okay, I admit I could come to look a little feminine, but still could not pronounce more than monosyllables as "ah" or "uh", he apparently interpreted as my approval. And then with a smile and a yellow tulip, turned to a group of girls (do your fans?). The fact that all the girls were looking at this little group was enough to make my mood go down a couple of levels.
"Kyonko, we are colleagues, do you ...?"
Taniguchi said with a suspicious glint in his eye. What are you talking about? Even Kunikida was standing there with my eyes closed and arms folded, nodding his head for some reason.
insist. I'm surrounded by idiots.
apparently decided at some point had to change every month, the place where we sat. The delegate of the class, Ryou Asakura, was holding a cookie jar filled with slips of paper squares. I took a great spot next to windows overlooking the courtyard, behind the second row. And if you wonder who took the seat right behind me ...
"How could this happen?" It was my thought. Suzumiya Haruki sat back with a face as if he was suffering pain molars.
"I wonder if students empezarána suddenly disappear one by one. Or maybe find a teacher murdered in a sealed class "
" That sounds pretty dangerous, "
" There was a club for the study of the mysteries "
" Oh, And what was it? "
" A joke. They had not a single meeting, there was nothing similar to a case. All members were just geeks mystery novels. No was not one that had detective skills. "
" Well, what did you expect? "
" I expected much more research club phenomenon less paranormal
"Really?"
"But it was just a bunch of geeks the occult. What do you think? "
" Nothing special "
"Oh, God. How boring! Why in this institute there is no decent club? "
" If not, can not do anything "
" He hoped the institute would have more radical clubs . I feel like an idiot than someone who plan to participate in the national championship and that upon entering discovered that no club in baseball. "Haruki
watched the sky with crocodile eyes, like a sorcerer is prepared to begin a ritual with hundreds of sentences and sighed like watching the North.
Did I supposed to feel sorry for him?
Ignoring everything else, Haruki was not done to further define what kind of club would satisfy him. Can not known or the same? He simply said something like "I want to do something fun" What would be "fun"? "Solving a murder? Looking for aliens? "Exorcitar demons? I have the impression that not even decided yet.
"If not, can not do anything"
I offered my opinion.
"Ultimately, people have to accept what is in front of their noses. If you think about perosnas were not able to, were those who made the discoveries or inventions, and were advancing civilization. The planes were invented because people wanted to fly. Cars and trains were made because people wanted better ways to despalzar.se Without emabrgo, all came a limited number of people available to innovative ideas and concepts. In other words, the genius made it possible. Normal people like us is better to live a normal life ... "
" Shut up
Haruki just cut me when he took a run and looked away. He seemed very moody and, again, was to intimidating. But hey, it was not anything new.
this guy did not care what it is, while it is some phenomenon that defies the routine reality. But a phenomenon is not going to happen in this world so easily. Rather, it will not happen. Point.
Long live the laws of physics! They are allowing us to have this quiet and peaceful life. Bad luck for Haruki.
At least that's what I thought.
reasonable enough, do not you think?
Was this the trigger?
Perhaps this conversation gave him the idea.
happened so suddenly.
The warm rays of the sun made me sleepy enter while my head was rocking dangerously back and forth, accompanied by the movement of my hair. When, suddenly, I noticed a stinging shot from my queue, which was thrown violently backward. Almost ready to faint, my head ended up hitting the edge of the back table. I jumped a few tears.
"What are you doing?"
When I turned, totally angry and indignant, I found myself standing Haruki grabbing by the shirt collar showing, for the first time, beaming like the sun would not see either in the Ecuador. If the smile could be measured by temperature, yours would equal that of a tropical forest, and possibly exceed that of Asakura.
"I have it!"
I spit
"I realized I had not before something so simple!? "
Haruki looked at me with his two eyes shining like Cygnus Alpha. I had no choice but to ask.
"Realize what?"
"If there is one, I have nothing to do on my own!"
" Doing what? "
" A club! "
Suddenly the golpe en la mesa no era lo único que hacía que me doliera la cabeza.
"Ya veo. Eso es genial. Y por cierto, suelta mi coleta."
"¿Pero qué reacción es esta? Deberías estar un poco más entusiasmada por este descubrimiento"
"Puedes explicarme lo de tu descubrimiento después. Dependiendo de las circunstancias, incluso compartiría tu alegría. Pero ahora, cálmate un poco."
"¿De What are you talking about? "
" We're in class right now, "Haruki
finally left to grab the hair. While volvíaa turn my aching head back to the front, I see all my classmates with his mouth half open and the new teacher just graduated with tears about to poke his eyes as he continued holding the chalk.
aHaruki I gestured to sit down quickly. Then I raised my hand and walked towards the poor teacher English.
"Please continue with the class! After
whispered mumble, Haruki finally sat down, and the teacher wrote on the blackboard ...
does creating a new club ...?
Hmmm ...
would not be thinking about including me as a member, right?
The pain in my head boded ill winds approaching. ------------------------------------
ago muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucho, long time, I started translating this novelilla, pure fanmade of Haruhi Suzumiya. Exactly, exactly like the original BUT ... With absolutely every character with the opposite sex. The trouble is that the page he drew inlgés versions of chapters closed before he could finish first, so upgrade now.
I have downloaded all the Suzumiya Haruhi novels in English, Made for Menudo-Fansub. The truth, the chapters are long and I think muuuuuuuuuy is me quedando distinto a como habría quedado si lo hubiera echo traduciéndolo. ¡Pero bueno, hay que joderse! Por no decir que me ha costado HORRORES decidir qué hacer para sustituir el cambio de peinado de Haruhi a su versión masculina. Cada vez que lo miro, Haruki me parece más una tía xD.
Colocaré los capítulos aquí y en mi blog 8D Por que quiero recuperar la actividad de mi LJ ;D!
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