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Kikou Shoujo wa Kizutsukanai:Volume 1 Prologue

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==Prologue==

"Yaya is really cute. Yaya is too cute. She's the cutest girl in the world."

The girl held her hands together and spoke those words like a prayer.

In the afternoon sunlight, the train flying over the rails blew its whistle. It was heading from London to Liverpool. In the second-class wagon sat two people wearing exotic clothes.

From their appearance, it seemed that they were Orientals, this pair consisting of a boy and a girl.

It wasn't only their appearance that was strange, but also because they seemed to be really lacking common sense. The girl's body was leaning towards the sleeping boy wrapped in thick clothing, while murmuring something in a low voice.

"Yaya is too cute, I love you, Yaya. Yaya has so much charm, Yaya is my wife —"

That whispering suddenly stopped.

The boy had opened both of his eyes and was gazing forward with a sharp look.

"...So you woke up, Raishin."

"What are you saying near someone else's ear?

"To make Raishin fall for Yaya, Yaya is reciting a charm."

"It's not really that, right? You just want to pollute my spirits, right?" 

Completely ignoring the accusations, the girl heartily looked outside the window and said:

"Raishin, look, we have already arrived at 'Machine City'."

"Sigh, we've finally arrived. It has already been half a day since we departed from London. I'm so tired that even my butt is starting to hurt."

"The 'Greatest School in Western Europe' is very close now."

The girl said with a smile on her face.

"We will be attending that school full-time, right?"

"Yeah."

"Then there will be only the two of us alone the entire night, right?"

"You can put it like that..."

"We can continue these sleepless nights then?"

"Nope. I want to sleep, okay? If you cause some mess, I'll throw you out, okay?"

"......!?"

"Why are you putting on an expression of sorrow as if you've been bullied? By the way, we aren't here to play."

An expression of doubt appeared on the girl's face, while her black pupils painfully shuddered. 

"...It should be on this street that the Wiseman's night party is organized."

A panicked expression immediately appeared on the girl's face.

"The magicians launched that bloody party in order to choose the supreme ruler..."

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"Aah. It will entirely depend on you."

"Yeah. If it is for Raishin, whether it is to jump through water, tread on fire, or to jump directly in your bed..."

"Let's forget about the bed."

"Is this what we call public se—" 

"What are you saying? What the hell are you saying with that pure face?"

"If it is Raishin's wish, Yaya will accept wholeheartedly, with dedication, even if it is outside or under the stares of the public."

"I'm very grateful for your concern, but I'm sure you've got something wrong. I'm not asking you to try hard for those sort of things, understand?"

While their conversation continued like that, the view of a modern city passed by next to them.

From the wagon's windows, it could be seen that both sides of the streets had buildings of concrete standing next to each other. Running on the asphalt road were model T-Ford cars imported from the United States, while in the small plaza next to the street there were machine automatons selling coffee. The automatons' bodies were made of tin, and their clumsy movements were unnatural no matter how you looked at it.

Machinarts' metropolis, Liverpool.

It is an exporter of Manchester's huge amounts of cotton towards every front line base in the world; a city which the British Empire considers a world trading port, and now, second only to the academic city of Cambridge.

Not long after that, the train entered a modern station with an iron dome—.

It left immediately, and with quite a great speed.

"Why isn't the train stopping?" "That was the terminal station!"

The travelers became noisy, and weren't happy to ask these kind of questions.

At that time, the train conductor quickly ran towards them.

"Everyone, please! Please calm down and listen to what I'm about to say."

The train conductor was shaking, and continued with a trembling voice.

"The brakes won't work!"

There wasn't even the sound of a fly in the wagon.

The next moment, everyone in the train panicked.

"Everyone please calm down! It's fine, the train will stop naturally on its own!"

But that voice disappeared in the midst of lamentations and anger, so it couldn't reach anyone.

However the train showed no signs of slowing down, since it was probably on a downhill slope. If it was traveling towards the bottom, it can't stop naturally.

The train conductor was shaking uncontrollably, as if it indicated that he was about to give up. Then—

"EVERYONE, PLEASE RETURN TO YOUR SEATS!"

The sights of everyone were focused on a single person.

The one who just yelled that was the boy who had been chatting with the girl just before.

He wasn't tall and looked fragile, but his gaze was as sharp as that of a predator. .

Beside him was standing a girl wearing a kimono, whose size was quite short, with her legs showing under the flat fabric while openly exposing her shoulders as white and shiny as snow. She had beautiful features, and at first glance, she gave off an impression of being unsophisticated—the harmony was just perfect, as if she was an art piece. The black hair reaching her waist was flashing with a moist luster, and her Rosy skin was wet and delicate. 

Considering that they gave a different feeling compared to others, the passengers quietly waited for those two to proceed to the next step.

"Mr. Train conductor, also tell to the passengers in the wagon behind, that they cannot leave their seats no matter what."

The boy said that as if giving an order. The train conductor nodded repeatedly, and ran towards the wagon behind.

After seeing the train conductor leaving, the boy's gaze wavered through the wagon, and finally stopped on the seat beside him.

There was a young little sister cuddling in her big sister's bosom, cringing to her.

She had a timid expression in her eyes, and with her little young body, looked even weaker than a squirrel hanging to its life.

The boy showed a choppy smile to the little girl, and patted her head.

"Don't worry, you'll be saved for sure."

The boy took off his clothes, easily sneaked out from the window to climb to the wagon's roof, with the girl wearing a kimono lithely following him behind.

The two of them ran towards the head of the train as if they were acrobats.

"Look at that, Raishin!"

"There's...a curve ahead."

On the rails in front, there was a big curve, so if the train arrives there, it will certainly derail!

"So make the train stop before we get there. Shinkan 48 shou<ref>Calm forest; 48 clashes</ref>.

"Yes!"

The girl kicked the front of the train head, and jumped forward in the same direction as the train. Since it got the reaction force from the move, the train immediately slowed down.

The girl flew towards the sky like a bullet, and landed on the ground quite far from the initial place, but the train still didn't stop. As the distance continually shortened, they were going to collide in a flash!

The pedestrians on the road noticed that something was wrong, and started screaming.

The boy didn't panic, and put his own body on the front of the train head, ready to receive the shock.

Then, he spread out both of his hands towards the girl. At this moment, a white flame was suddenly shot, and as if it was a lock, and connected the boy and the girl together.

The girl was already in front of his eyes. Several hundred tons of mass were already added on the girl's body.

Then, she charged!

It was an attack meant to cave in the steel body of the train. The passengers in the wagons behind first fell down one after the other, and then ended up in mid-air. The girl's wooden clogs sank into the ground, and the railway's tie snapped, embedding into the ground. Like this, a great quantity of dust rose over while she was pushed back of around fifty meters.

However, the girl was perfectly intact.

Her body showed a surprising tenacity, stopping entirely the runaway train.

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OreShura: Volume 4 Chapter 13

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The following morning.

When I awoke, Masuzu's beautiful face was before my eyes.

"............!?"

In light blue pajamas, she was straddling over my stomach and gazing down at me. Her hanging silver hair brushed across her cheeks.

"W-What are you doing? Masuzu-san."

"I was looking at the sleeping face of the man who has deceived me."

"O-Oh."

"I was going to kill you."


"......"

Even though she was saying something really heavy, Masuzu's face was calm.

It's a complete change from her crestfallen expression yesterday, and it seemed now like she was possessed by some evil.

"You should have slept a little longer. I was going to return you the favor on your sneak attack last night.

"Sneak attack?"

Aah, she must have meant the kiss on stage.

"But, in the first place, you were the one who told me to kiss you."

"I didn't tell you to do it in front of so many people. We didn't even discuss and rehearse on it."

"I didn't have a choice right. There was no time for that."

Besides, if we had discussed about it, there was no way it could have turned out that way. It would have probably become an anxious, stammering and stumbling, unnatural confession.

It was a kiss done without any rehearsal, leaving it to the flow of things.

"Just to make sure, I need to verify something."

While still riding on me, Masuzu's face closed in.

"Your confession was a total act right? You didn't really fall for me right?"

"...... that's obvious isn't it?"

Her face came peering into me just inches away, and I averted my gaze.


"I really hate you. Once you return my notebook, we'll go our separate ways. Regardless of how beautiful your face may be."

"--- I see."

Masuzu's eyes narrowed, and her face came even closer.

"You're acknowledging that I have a beautiful face?"

Her sweet breath fell onto my nose. I was feeling faint.

"Hey, am I really that beautiful?"

"...... d-don't say something something like a fellow with a [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lovestruck lovestruck] mind."

Masuzu giggled.

"Say, if Harusaki-san's beauty points amount to 1, how much would mine amount to? Hey hey."

"A-Are you really asking that!? You really have an extraordinary bad personality!"

Upon saying that, Masuzu acknowledged that by puffing out her chest in an unapologetic way.

"Didn't you say it last night as well? My personality is the most horrid. That I am ill-natured, shameless, insolent, impudent, brazen, vulgar, always humiliating, scorning, mocking, speaking ill of others and demeaning others, and."

"Did I go to that extent!? Wasn't I much more lenient than that!?"

She could actually speak that badly of herself. Well done.

"Stuck up, arrogant, willful, absurd, full of nonsense, unreasonable, pathetic, tragic, wretched --- and also, a girl who loves you very much."


"............"

"Remember it well, Eita. Your 'girlfriend' is such a woman."

...... now, the last part was fake right?

Masuzu?

"By the way, the last part on 'a girl who loves you very much' is the most tragic of all."

"Why!? Why is loving me tragic!?"

"That's obvious right. To follow you to the place of Mayhem where 2 x childhood friends + ex-girlfriend are at, there's nothing more tragic than that."

"Guh."

I can't dispute that!

Following that, in a covering fashion, she collapsed onto me. In between the cotton blanket, she pressed against me, and consequently, I came to know her exact body shape.

"Eeita ♪"

"!?"

This woman, where did that voice come from?

Did I hear it wrongly? It was like the voice of a lovely girl......?

"Uwufufu. Eita. Eeiitaa. Such a wonderful person, is my boyfriend. Fufufu."


"...... Ma,"

Masuzu is broken! She's finally broken!

No wait,

"T-This is also an act right? You're faking it right?"

Masuzu then looked up,

"That's obvious right? Do you think I'll seriously do such a loathsome 'flirtatious lovey dovey' act? Please don't insult me."

"Y-yeah, so true. Aah, I was surprised."

"Jeez. Eita gets so easily deceived."

"Hahaha, I got fooled."

"I also love this about Eita."

"!?"

Masuzu, while lying on me and hugging me, started rubbing her cheeks against my chest.

As if she was rubbing a scent into my body, she kept rubbing. And consequently, the bed creaked.

Just like that time in the bus.

The only thing different from then was that her body was glued to mine, and my entire body was shaking left, right, up, and down, what's this geez, jeez, aah --- things are becoming real strange!


"M-Masuzu-san? What are you doing all this while?"

"Breathe."

"Am I still in elementary school!"

"Breathe with your gills."

"Am I a fish! I'm asking you what's all the cheek rubbing for!"

"Aah this? This is --- 'Mo-nyo-mo-nyo'."

My head went blank.

"............ m-mo-nyo?"

"Yeah, mo-nyo-mo-nyo. It's very good for health."

Masuzu's eyes were sparkling,

"I've always had a frail body up till elementary school. Even for school lunches, I was the last to finish, for track sprints, I was also the last. I always got melancholic when the annual autumn sports meet came, and as the day drew near, I would hang the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teru_teru_bozu Teru Teru Bozu] upside down. At that time, I chanced upon the 'Mo-nyo-mo-nyo'. Just by doing it five minutes of this exercise in the morning upon waking up and in the night before sleeping everyday, day after day, my stamina gradually increased, my appetite came, my waist became narrower, and even my luck with money was getting better, and I was so much healthier than before. Even now, my friends and relatives have recommended to continue with it."

"...... raising your luck with money is quite impossible......"


"Just my humble opinion."

"Aah, then say that at the beginning!" 

"By the way, frankly, a person who experiences Mo-nyo-mo-nyo has an eighty-seven percent chance of getting pregnant afterwards."

"That's a lie, that's just not possible!"

"Just my humble opinion."

"That's not an opinion, it's clearly your imaginatiooooooooonnnnnnnnn!"

It was too much a comeback line that my throat went hoarse.

As I was gasping for breath, Masuzu snuggled up to me.

"Hey, Eita."

"...... what?"

"Coming to the beach and staying overnight with a boyfriend, mucking and flirting around in the morning on the bed, all that make me feel as if my body is rotting from the core."

"Yeah, totally."

While listening to the sound of waves, we exchanged such idle talk that can be said to downright completely useless.

There was nothing to be gained, nothing of value to obtained from speaking or listening to it.

However, as to whether I dislike that or not ---.

Masuzu hit both my cheeks with her hands,


"Rotting and returning to the earth with you, may not sound like a bad idea."

"......"

What did she mean by that?

Did she mean she was going to give up on being anti-love?

At that moment.

"Eita, are you awake?"

After a knock on the door, I could hear Saeko-san's voice call out to me.

Seems like today is her 'awaken mode'.

"Stay quiet", I told Masuzu with my eyes and then replied,

"I-I'm awake. What's up?"

"I came to see you before going back to the office. There's something I need to talk to you about, can you come down for a while?"

"Alright. I'll be right there."

After waiting for a while for Saeko-san's presence to disappear completely,

"Masuzu, go back to your own room."

"I wonder what Auntie wants to talk about?"


"Who knows......"

I was quite sure it's about the contest yesterday though.

Masuzu's shoulders drooped,

"I didn't manage to win the contest after all. Perhaps, she really has no intention of accepting me as your girlfriend."

Quite frankly, even as her family, I didn't know either.

I wonder how Saeko-san took what had happened yesterday.

"Well, at any rate, I'll be going."

"Will it be ok? Shall I come along?"

I said to the Masuzu who was looking at me anxiously.

"Trust your 'boyfriend', would you?"

"--- hn, got it."

''Be careful'', Masuzu whispered into my ear and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

...... ermmmm.

Somehow, somehow, you know.

I myself no longer knew whether I was a fake or not......

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OreShura: Volume 4 Chapter 12

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'''"Masuzu-chan, firstly, please introduce yourself."'''

Saeko-san prompted as Masuzu took the mike.

'''"To the MC and everyone here, I have to make an apology."'''

'''"Hnn? What's wrong?"'''

'''"I've lost the right to participate in this contest. To be precise, I've lost it last night.'''


Bewilderment spread throughout the venue, which was filled with a buzz that was different from the excitement earlier.

I clicked my tongue.

This is really what you've decided huh, Masuzu.

'''"What do you mean by that? Masuzu-chan?"'''

'''"It's a simple thing. I got dumped by my boyfriend."'''

The buzz in the crowd increased suddenly.

Pointing at the Masuzu who was standing there blanking, some lovebirds started saying. "She's too beautiful that he can't manage her." "She probably has a real bad personality right?" "What matters in love is compatibility -."

"...... what do you know......"

I clenched my fist.

What do you guys know about Masuzu? What do you know about her.

The difficulty in dealing with Masuzu is beyond your imagination.

Masuzu's bad personality is beyond your imagination.

And beyond your imagination, me and Masuzu ---.

"Hey Ei-kun, is that true? Did you guys really split up!?


"Eita, what happened? Did President just speak the truth?"

"Split up? Then, Takkun is free? Does that mean Ai-chan is the big winner again!?"

I let the questions from Chiwa and the rest slide.

I took action.

I kicked off from the sand, breaking into a sprint.

I pushed through the fellas who made fun of Masuzu, and aimed for the stage!

"Masuzuuuu! It's meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"

No use! My voice can't reach the stage at this distance. Masuzu can't hear me!

I pushed my way through the crowd, and continued shouting as I ran.

"What's with that dejection, Masuzu!"

Masuzu did not look at me. She was merely answering Saeko-san's questions blankly.

"Can't you hear me Masuzu! Don't keep looking down!"

As I thought, she didn't notice me. The bad-mouthing around me was louder. My voice couldn't reach her.

As I forced my way through the people, I was rewarded with cold stares from around me. I got hit on the back and kicked on my legs. Sorry. It's my fault. But forgive me please, I, I want to get to her side!


"Aren't you the president of "Ji-En Otsu" --- a maiden who can act out yourself!"<ref>'''Ji-En Otsu:''' Please see volume 1 chapter 9's translator note.<br/><br/></ref>

I yelled as I waved the "Otsu" strap hanging from my cellphone which I've taken out.

"So, until the very end, act out Natsukawa Masuzu and show it to us!!"

By the time Masuzu noticed me, I've ran up onto the stage.

The crowd became silent, and Saeko's mouth was wide open.

"...... w-what are you here for?"

Masuzu stiffened visibly as she stepped back.

While my shoulders bobbed as I was catching my breath, I grinned,

"Isn't it obvious? I came here to be<ref>'''Alternate writing of Be:''' It is written as 'Act'.<br/><br/></ref> your boyfriend."

"Like I said last night, it's fine!"

"Even if you are fine with it, I'm not."

I took the mike from Saeko-san, and my voice rang out throughout the venue.

'''"Let's do this again, Masuzu!"'''


"...... do you have any idea what you're saying?"

"I don't want to split up with you. I want to do it again, with you!"

"Do you have any idea what you're saying?"

Masuzu repeated her question.

"No matter how many times we redo it, it'll be the same. It will be nothing but a distorted mismatch. No matter how much a monkey imitates a human, to the human, it's just pathetic. It's the same as that. A fake is still a fake. It can't become a genuine thing."

"That's fine, a monkey with its fellow monkey, a fake with his fellow fake, things might just go well after all."

"Impossible. There are many of those dazzling 'genuine ones' around you right?"

When she said that, she had a face contorted with so much pain, a face that I've never seen before.

--- aah, I see.

So that's it. Masuzu.

You have always been envious.

You have been envious of Chiwa, Hime, and Ai that you can't stand it anymore.

But you know......, I too am the same.

We're the same.

"Aah. Everyone of them is wasted on me. They are all genuine."


"Then, why are you sticking to a fake?"

"The reason is obvious right?"

I put my mouth near the mike, and proclaimed to the crowd.

'''"That's because I love Natsukawa Masuzu!!"'''

I hollered at the top of my voice, and even though some of the audience were covering their ears...... I think I've sent it out clearly.

It should have reached Masuzu.

"When I saw you the first time, I've been feeling this. For someone to be so beautiful, her personality must be the worst, and truly, it is! An unbelievably wicked tongue! A stuck up attitude that doesn't see her boyfriend as a boyfriend! A person who's smart enough not to dirty her own hands! However you think about it is, she's just too horrible! She's really only a girl with looks! Such an extreme vileness before me! Iidioot!"

Hahaha, as I expected, my true voice was filled with bad-mouthing criticisms.

The crowd had become totally silent, and even with these many people, only the sound of waves could be heard.

Saeko-san had a "What's this?" look on her face.


Masuzu's mouth was gaping.

However, what came after was the real thing.

"That's why I'm fond of you! I love you!"

"I-I don't get what you're saying."

"Get it already! For someone as loathsome as you are --- there is only a man who is as loathsome as me for you!"

Masuzu swallowed.

"Aren't you the only one who knows how loathsome I am, how disgraceful I am?"

The only person other than me who has come into possession of that notebook, was Masuzu.

The only person in this world who knew everything about my unsightly, weak self, was Masuzu.

"That's why you are the only one for me."

That was everything I wanted to say.

I acted with everything I got.

I lied with everything I got.

As for the rest, it would depend on my "fellow actress", no, my "fellow sinner",

"--- don't joke with me."


Masuzu smiled.

"You know, Eita. I've always hated you."

"...... eh?"

R-Really?

"I hated you. Someone like you. Do you remember, during the first time we met, you turned your eyes away from me right away? Thanks to that, my first impression of you was the worst. What's with this rude man? When other men look at me, they look like as if they have been paralyzed. As for you, you just made a disdainful face. You've really hurt my pride. Even when my only redeeming feature is my face. Why aren't you charmed by me? Why doesn't your face turn red? Why aren't you gazing at me?"

"...... no, about that."

Did I do that sort of thing?

I can't remember at all......

"I can't stand it when your results were better than mine. I can't stand it when you didn't talk to me even when my seat is beside yours. When I had no choice but to speak with you, you merely replied nonchalantly, and immediately returned to your conversation with your best friend. I also can't stand it when you get friendly with your childhood friend. I can't believe you prefer a pipsqueak like her. Even though I should be able to bring a lot more fun moments to you. I'll definitely give you hell, I thought. I've always, always hated you. That's why when I got hold of that, I was really trembling in happiness each time I made you depressed. Whenever I saw your tearful face, I was really on top of the world. And at the same time, down in the dumps. Since with that, you got to know the real me. With that, you would definitely hate me for sure. --- but yet,"


Masuzu trailed off and looked up at the sky.

Before I knew it, the sky was bright orange from the setting sun.

"But yet, you were so kind."

Transparent droplets rolled off Masuzu's cheeks.

"You were much gentler and kinder to me after knowing me than before knowing me. That's just impossible."

A sobbing voice sounded from the stage.

Masuzu was crying......

"Hey Masuzu."

I braced myself, and asked boldly.

"Are those tears genuine? Or are they fake?"

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"I don't know."

From that cracked voice, it seemed like those tears were genuine.

"I don't know myself. I don't even know who I am."


"Then, I shall decide that for you ---."

I grabbed Masuzu's trembling shoulders and drew her to me, and closed in with my lips to hers,

"You are my 'girlfriend'. Stay as my 'girlfriend'. Masuzu."

--- with that, I fulfilled the promise which I wasn't able to fulfill yesterday.

I could hear the rousing, howling cheers coming from below the stage.

As I thought about the "Mayhem" that was going to ensue after this, my legs couldn't help but tremble.

But right now, let me just indulge in this fake kiss, I thought.

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Under such an atmosphere, I couldn't kiss her at all.

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After ascertaining that everyone had returned to their own rooms, I went to Masuzu's room and knocked on her door.

"I'm sorry!"

In [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dogeza Dogeza] form, I bowed my head to Masuzu, who was sitting on the bed in her pajamas.

"I-I ended up being unable to kiss you! The way things turned out were beyond my expectations. Under that kind of circumstances, it was a little awkward for a kiss and...... it's impossible for me! Sorry!"

"--- why are you apologizing?"

I looked up on hearing that gentle voice to a smiling Masuzu.

She appeared to be tired, and filled with sadness.

"If you forcibly kissed me in that situation --- I'll look on you with disdain."

"......"

"Unknowingly."

Masuzu shook her head.

Clasped in her hand was the "Otsu" strap.


"Unknowingly, I was a little taken aback. I ended up being moved. By their gift. At the same time, what an unsightly creature I am, I thought to myself. Once again, I realized how much of a devil I am."

"No, that's just an occasional thing......"

"It's not an occasional thing."

Looking at that swaying "Otsu", Masuzu said.

"It's not an occasional thing, Eita. Indeed, Harusaki-san and the rest look upon me as their enemy. But yet, at the same time, they are people who can gift me with this. They are people who can gift their adversary with such a thing...... They are too different from me."

A heavy silence followed.

This might be the first time I'm seeing Masuzu reprimanding herself so much.

"I guess you won't be able to win tomorrow's contest."

"...... probably."

In her current state, Masuzu probably couldn't outdo others in demonstrating her "Dere Appeal".

"Perhaps it's better to just withdraw."

"Yeah. Frankly, I was thinking about that but...... still, it's better to make an appearance and get judged. If I take into consideration of her feelings."

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Masuzu stood up and took out my "Chuu-Ni Notebook" from her travel bag.

"Harusaki-san's chagrin and sadness at me taking away you from her ---. If I consider those feelings of hers, I can't just get defeated without a fight."

Flipping through the notebook, she showed the very last page.

The words written took up most of the two pages.

My heart stirred nostalgically.

I remembered the feelings at that time.

'''I'll become a doctor, and cure Chiwa's body!!'''

Masuzu then smiled quietly.

"Thanks for everything. After this training camp, you will be free."

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Shinrei Tantei Yakumo:Volume 2 Chapter 1

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It started to rain at the crack of dawn. It was well past noon and yet the rain showed no sign of stopping, not only that, the rain also gradually increased.

The pitter-pattering sound of rain could be heard, and it created a thin layer of mist.

Although it was the beginning of March, and the weather was getting warmer, but this rain would hinder the long-awaited spring.

She really shouldn't have gone out in this weather! Mayuko regretted as she walked near the riverbank.
Rainwater soaked into her shoes, making her feel uncomfortable.

It was all Miki's fault for calling her out in this kind of weather!

"I just broke up with my boyfriend, and I feel so lonely......" Thinking about it, this was Miki's fourth breakup this year. She broke up before a season ended then started dating again once a new season started; she was just that kind of person. Anyhow, she was just going to date a new person after spring came.

The more she thought about it the more she felt stupid. After seeing Miki she definitely was not going to comfort her, she was going to give Miki a verbal beating, Mayuko thought.

Mayuko stopped in front of the river; she placed her umbrella between her neck and shoulder, and breathed warm air to her hands. It was really cold! Even her breath was white. Her red fingertips trembled slightly.

At that moment......

Egh---

She heard a beast like gurgle. Mayuko stiffened, her eyes widened as she scanned her surroundings, yet the only thing she saw was the river, the apartment on the other side, and the bridge. She didn't see anything suspicious.

After surveying her surroundings, Mayuko let out a sigh in relief. She didn't know where the gurgle came from, but it must've been the sound of the speeding currents.

The surge of water made the river rush forward like a herd of cattle; Mayuko was dazed by the rapid currents swallowing each other.

Whoosh! It was the sound of the rushing wind.

Shoot! Once she came to she realized that it was too late, a strong gust of wind from below blew her umbrella out of her hand.

Mayuko's plastic white umbrella spun in air. It continued to spin before finally landing on the levee.

"Crud......"

Mayuko cried out, she wanted to chase after her umbrella, but the grass was too wet causing her to suddenly lose her footing. She tumbled down the levee.

"Ouch! Shoot...... shit!"

Mayuko's embarrassing position made her want to cry.

Mayuko blinked back the warm tears that were already forming and stood up. Her butt and arms stung, she probably scraped a bit of skin when she fell.

The wind swayed her umbrella, drops of water dripped down her forehead. She was already wet, an umbrella wouldn't make much of a difference now, Mayuko thought and started to walk away.

"Stop......."

She heard a person's voice.

Who was it? She looked around in panic, but there was no one around. Was it an illusion? Mayuko sniffed, walked back, and bent down, preparing to pick up her umbrella.

Whoosh! It was the wind again.

Ah! Mayuko hurriedly tried to grab her umbrella, but was too late, her fingers grazed the umbrella, but it was swallowed by the river and sank.

Mayuko was crestfallen as she watched the scene.

Today was not her day!

"Quick......stop......"

There it was again! As if there was a whisper against her ear. She wasn't hearing things.

"Who is it?"

Mayuko turned and asked, but there was no answer, there was no one in sight.

Who was it? Where did it come from? Mayuko looked out, looking for the source of the voice. Her heart beat faster. She had an ominous feeling.

Mayuko stopped looking, the sight before her made her unable to breath. At the center of the river, in the midst of the rushing currents there was a girl. Was she in junior high?

The girl was chest deep in water, she was being pushed around by the waves, her arms stretched upward; she looked like she was struggling.

The distance between the riverbank to the girl was about fifty meters, and to Mayuko who had no confidence in swimming, the distance was too far away. Even if she was confident in swimming, swimming in these conditions would endanger them both.

"Someone come quickly! There's a girl drowning!"

Mayuko shouted, encouraging the girl in the river.

At that moment, the girl's body seemed to float out of the river. At first Mayuko thought she was hallucinating, but she wasn't, the girl, starting from her shoulders, to her chest, and then her waist, was floating out of the river.

Then the girl stood above the river.

"Holy shit!"

The girl was pretty, big eyes on a well proportioned face, cute dimples, black hair in a ponytail, she was also wearing a western style uniform.

Mayuko watched this incredulous scene before her, the image of the girl burned into her mind.

The girl slowly walked across the river and towards Mayuko. It was impossible for a person to walk on water!
How could someone walk across this rapid flowing river.......

"Oh my god---"

Mayuko stiffened unable to move.

"Stay back! Don't come any closer!"

The girl disappeared just when Mayuko started screaming, leaving only the raging river's turbulence.

Pop pop---

There was a sound near her feet.

Pop pop pop pop----

An air bubble immediately popped after floating above the river.

What's going on? What was that?

Crash!

Something touched Mayuko's feet. So cold! It also felt smooth...... it couldn't be! Mayuko shifted her fearful gaze to her feet. A decayed pair of hands was reaching out of the river, seizing Mayuko's ankles.

"Aggghhh-----"

Mayuko's horrifying cries of anguish was covered by the sound of rain......

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PuiPui:Volume2 Chapter1

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===Chapter 1: Dark Night, Beguiling Innocence, and I===

A warm gentle breeze drifted through Harusha Academy's campus. Filtering through verdant leaves, golden sunlight scattered amidst the trees. Golden Week was already right around the corner.

After school, an afternoon tea party...Even more supple than the young sprouting leaves, Zadou Sierra sat quietly upon a bench in the courtyard, her delicate fingers continuing to turn the pages of a collection of poetry. Her long hair fluttering softly in the wind, her eyelashes seemed to cast a shadow upon her fair face.

Her glossy lips parted revealing her pearly teeth as she began to smoothly recite lines of aged poetry.

"In the distant sky beyond the mountains, that is where people say 'happiness' lives. Ah, but I with others went searching for it only to return with our eyes filled with tears. Further still beyond the mountains, that is where people say 'happiness' lives."

Sierra, of the high school class 1-B, clearly read Ueda Bin's translation of Carl Busse's "Beyond the Mountains". Around her were a number of her adoring fangirls, some sitting upon the lawn, others taking refuge in the shade of the trees, all listening intently to her voice. Spread out upon the lawn was a delicate, high-class, and hand-quilted blanket, which held a tea set decorated with brilliant blue roses and gold gilding.

"Sierra-sama's voice has such a marvelous elegance. It can only be compared to the sound of an angel's harp."

"Thank you very much for inviting me. This has been a truly wonderful tea party. The pastries were also quite delicious..."

"I'm glad you enjoyed them, they were scones hand-made by my head maid Mary."

At the center of the group of girls, Sierra was remarkably pretty, simply unmatched. Her almost translucently fair fingers were rested gently against her rosy face, and even her shy smile radiated a sweet elegance.

"Sierra-sama, do you have a favorite poet? Heine, Rilke, or maybe even Baudelaire?"

"Hm, I wonder...Maybe Rimbaud?"

From some distance away, two boys were watching the group of girls. They were Sierra's classmates, Araki Jin and Utada Yuuya.

"Ahh~, Zadou's having a tea party! Such elegance. I wonder what sort of poet 'Rimbaud' is."

Yuuya clasped his hands to his heart, trembling all over with passion. A member of the light music club, Yuuya's short banged brown hair fit him as a flirt. As for Jin, he was quite tanned because he was an archaeology maniac who went all around for excavation digs, and he also had a conspicuously chiseled face. His school bag was slung over his shoulder and he wore a bored business-like expression as he muttered.

"He's that guy who carries a machine gun and goes around shooting recklessly, right?"

"That's 'Rambo' from the Stallone's films! There's no way a delicate girl like Zadou would ever watch that sort of thing!"

"Hm. I actually think it would be quite appropriate though..."

Because of a magic lamp that had been in his archaeologist parents' baggage, Jin had ended up summoning Sierra, who came from a line of genies. But, the dorm where Jin resided didn't allow girls, and contrary to the prim lady-like appearance she put on daily, she was boastful, selfish, and more like the Rambo who would go about causing destruction rather than the poet Rimbaud. Honestly, he was filled with reluctance at the prospect of calling on her.

Continuing to watch Sierra, Yuuya clenched his fists tightly against his chest as if he could barely contain himself.

"Okay, when I get back to the dorms, I'm going to the library to search for Rimbaud! Though the application deadline is tomorrow, but I was thinking that I might not enter if I couldn't find inspiration for a good piece, but...I'm feeling inspired!"

"Piece?"

"Didn't I tell you already, about the light music contest, I mean. You just gotta come listen."

"I don't think so."

"So you're just going to refuse right away?"

"If I agreed to go, you'd probably ask me to throw streamers or demand an encore for you repeatedly, so I'd rather avoid the hassle."

"But if you listen to wonderful music, it'll enrich your life, you know?"

"It's annoying when you try to pawn off unsold tickets."

"Some friend you are! A little support can go a long way to making a true artist, ya know!"

Riled up, Yuuya must have been quite loud because Sierra looked up, turning to glance over in Jin's direction. However, it was a passing glance, and soon enough she returned to chatting with her friends.

(Huh. I wonder if she didn't see me...?)

Jin wondered blankly. Elbowing Jin in the stomach, Yuuya was smirking.

"Hey, did you see her glance over here? Do you think maybe she considers me cool for my music?"

If she had been looking their way, Jin didn't think it would be Yuuya she'd be looking at...but saying so would be troublesome, so Jin agreed with an over-exaggerating response.

"Yeah, I'm sure that's it. You're super cool. I, your friend, feel my heart race every day because of you."

"I get the feeling that there wasn't a single shred of sincerity in that just now, but well, whatever. Ah, do you think I should give Zadou a ticket to the light music competition? Maybe she'll even be like "This is so much better than classical music~, I want to hear more". She even went and asked you to teach her more about archaeology after all, so maybe I've got a shot."

Yuuya seemed quite anxious. Certainly, as a simple-minded skirt chaser, he's often treated like an idiot by the girls in his grade, but his place in the light music club wasn't just for show, making him quite popular with the younger girls. Yet even that Yuuya was feeling quite nervous because of Sierra.

It wasn't just Yuuya who believed Sierra to be beautiful, kind, and elegant. Just about every guy on campus felt the same. Every time Jin heard such a thing, he was moved with pity.

(If they all knew what she was really like, they'd probably be too shocked to even stand, I bet...)

The fact that Sierra was the Genie of the Lamp was a secret. Also, the fact that she was only putting on an act was also something he couldn't tell anyone else.

"When I look at Zadou, I'm simply filled with inspiration. Zadou is my goddess of art, my muse. If it was for Zadou, I could write a masterpiece!"

Yuuya clenched his fist passionately, looking all fired up. Jin was looking at him indifferently, when suddenly the cell in his pocket rang.

(I've got mail?)

Jin took out his phone. The message was from Zadou Sierra.

[Geez, commoner, what were you doing over there just now? Anyway, you a~~-bsolutely have to summon me today, you hear?! ＜(○｀ε´○)＞ *angry*]

(What the heck, what kind of emoticon is that...)

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When he looked over at Sierra, she was looking his way, her cell in one hand and a sharp expression on her face. By being summoned by Jin, who was her master, Sierra could level up as the Genie of the Lamp. And, until she matured fully, her family had absolutely no source of income, so she was relatively distressed.

(Forget it, just ignore it, it's got nothing to do with me if her family can't keep living a life of luxury. Being abused by Sierra, it's been nothing but trouble.)

Seeing Sierra with her cell in her hands, one of the girls around her asked.

"Sierra-sama, is something wrong?"

"Ah, no. My servants just wanted to know what sort of black tea I wanted for tonight's high tea (tea partaken at night)..."

Sierra lied, then laughed boisterously with one hand held to her mouth.

(Yeah, she can really put on quite the friendly act...)

She could probably put on other acts as well, Jin conjectured.

Elsewhere, from even further away, there was someone else keeping an attentive eye on Sierra.

The vice-president, second-year Himuro Eriko. She had a slender figure and a refined hair-style, with her glasses adding an intellectual air. With a digital camera in hand, she was taking cover behind a tree with bated breath.

"Zadou Sierra...You might be ignoring those two in front of other people, but I know for a fact from my part-time job at the pizza parlor that you were in their room at the boys' dorm."

The student council president and head of the boys' dorm, Konoe Ukyou was secretly in love with Sierra. Ukyou was a man with a general aversion to women, but Eriko could tell with her women's intuition. And, Sierra was nothing like the quiet, docile, and neat Yamato Nadeshiko he thought she was...Eriko's intuition practically screamed.

But, when she told him as such, he didn't believe her. Without solid proof, she'd be considered a slanderer and Ukyou, as a man of justice, would inevitably come to hate her. So, by any means necessary, she had to get a picture of Sierra going into the boys' room.

"I'm going to expose you as the faker you are and open the president's eyes to the truth. My plan's all set. Ufufu...Ohohoho!"

Eriko doubled over in laughter. Her sudden outburst of laughter caught the students who were walking past off guard, and they started to stare at her. Realizing they were all looking at her, Eriko quickly came to her senses.

"Hohoho...ho, *cough cough*"

Or at least that's how she tried to play it off.

Tachibana Dorm, the boys' residence hall at Harusha Academy, closes its doors at 6 o'clock when dinner is served. After eating, the students were allowed to spend their time as they wished.

Back in his room, Yuuya laid a pile of Rimbaud's anthologies on his desk and set to work furiously writing away with a mechanical pencil.

"Your fiery gaze makes my heart go "rockin' on", you reckless soldieress of love. You're a Rimbaud girl, oh so wild..."

"What's really reckless and wild is your lyrics. Please, did you even reference any of Rimbaud's works? I'd really like to hear you summarize your research in 100 words or less, if you don't mind."

Behind him, Yuuya's roomate Jin muttered deadpanningly.

"It comes out in the next line."

"There's actually more to this?"

"Rimbaud the hot-blooded poet, born in 1854 in Charleville, France. You're Rimbaud, happy birthday baby....

"Err, well, you certainly mentioned him..."

Yuuya sat with his arms folded, holding his pencil between his nose and his upper lip as he contemplated Jin's point.

"So you must think it's too rockish rather than R&B too, then?"

"Yuuya, it might be for the best if you don't try to read too deeply into it..."

"Haa~, maybe I just don't have any talent. I'll really have to try harder."

Looking exhausted, Yuuya collapsed onto his desk. Jin gave him an encouraging slap on the back.

"Come on, don't get so down. I can't feel even the slightest hint of talent in you, so it's not gonna matter if you go all out or not, right?"

"If that was some sort of attempt at cheering me up, you really might want to work on it a bit."

"Is this contest really something that should be bothering someone like you, who usually just throws together some sort of half-baked concoction?"

"I don't get it, does your mouth run on auto-pilot or are you intentionally malicious? Even the dorm head tells me off calling it frivolous, but in a way, the light music club is more like volunteer work."

"Aren't you guys just doing it to stand out and be popular?"

"You idiot! Without us, only the donors and kids treating it as a fair would come to our cultural festivals. It's because of us that girls from other schools come, y'know."

"Ok, so you get girls to come, how exactly does that make it volunteer work?"

"Sorry. I guess for a guy who would sooner swoon at the sight of cuneiform, my argument falls pretty flat."

"I don't care how much you badmouth me, but I won't stand for you badmouthing cuneiform."

"I'm just saying, being brought closer to and having the opportunity to meet some girls from other schools, most guys would be plenty grateful. And the ones who provide that service is the light music club, myself included."

"Even if they're in close proximity, it's not like there's all that great of a chance of them getting a girlfriend."

"Mm...Well, that's true."

"And, it doesn't mean you'll be able to either. So, you don't need to burden yourself for such a thing to happen, and I don't get why you'd feel the need to stress out and try so hard either."

"Huh. Rather than that, what I don't get is you losing yourself in a pile of books full of cuneiform and digging around in the mountains."

"If you can't understand the allure of cuneiform, I feel sorry for you."

The argument between the two continued parallel. It was obvious they would never reach a point where they understood each other. Yuuya, deciding to give up, sighed.

"Well, let's just drop it. I guess no matter who it is, if someone's passionate about something, they're bound to be looked down upon by others at some point. But, I'm really trying my hardest, so I'd appreciate it if you didn't make fun of people for going all out on something."

Yuuya went back to filling in the notes with his pencil. He really seemed hurt. Jin honestly apologized.

"Sorry, really. I didn't mean to make fun of you."

"Nah, it's ok. I was just mad at myself for having such a hard time."

Yuuya laid his chin down on his hands, heaving a great sigh.

"Even though I planned on clearly standing out at the contest and attracting the attentions of the local girls' high schools...I guess our auditorium will be full of schoolkids again, shouting for encores of the Anpanman March and the like..."

Then everything went dark. He couldn't see a thing. He was stirred into a panic at the sudden change.

"Wh, what going on?!"

"Blackout, probably."

Jin replied calmly. Tachibana Hall was pretty run down, and there were frequent water outages. So something like a power out was practically expected.

"Geez! How am I supposed to compose in the dark? Flashlight, need a flashlight."

Moving about rashly, Yuuya groped through the desk's drawers.

"Jin, if I remember right, you have a flashlight, right? The one for cave exploring."

"H, hey...Are you thinking of rummaging through my desk?"

Taken off guard, Jin started fumbling through the darkness, trying to find Yuuya. Inside his desk was the magical lamp used to summon Sierra. In order to actually summon her, you'd need Solomon's ring, the artifact capable of sealing demons, but he'd left the two together in a box. If Yuuya happened to rub the lamp while holding the ring, Sierra would end up getting summoned.

(Even though I would be ecstatic if she had a different owner, but...she wanted to keep secret the fact that she was working as a servant, and it would be horrible if like in the case of the dorm head when he was possessed, someone who wanted to enslave her became her master...and most importantly, with a different master, her genie level would plummet to zero. Regardless, I can only imagine what that noisy girl would say if such a thing were to happen.)

"Huh, this box is awfully heavy. Could it be in here?"

Yuuya spoke in the dark. Clink, clink, came a small metallic sound. It had to be the sound of the ring and lamp colliding.

"Wait, don't touch that!

Jin yelled and as soon as he reached out his hand, he touched something smooth.

(S, shit! The box was open?!)

A multi-colored smoke and shimmering powder poured forth from the lamp's spout. Appearing at the same time dressed as a maid equipped with an apron, a headdress, and white gloves, Sierra was in full-on anger mode.

"Now see here! How many times must I tell you before you get it, I call you, and then you summon me..."

"Uwah, uyah, gyah!"

Jin continued shouting to cover up Sierra's voice.

Watching Tachibana Dorm fall into chaos at the sudden blackout from the rooftop of a nearby building, there was what looked like a young man wearing a hat with the fluorescent logo of [Namazu Electronics] consumer electronics store, a nylon shirt with the same logo, pants, and thick-skinned shoes, with coke bottle-like glasses.

When the man...or at least what seemed like a man, took off the hat, the relatively long hair that had been stuffed inside came spilling out with a nearly audible stir. Switching out the thick glasses for a more chic framed pair, all of a sudden it was apparent that this was none other than Eriko.

"Ufufuf...Before I worked at the pizza parlor, I part-timed at an electronics store. You better not underestimate a girl who puts herself through school."

Folding her arms together, Eriko laughed haughtily.

Now that her brother Keita had gotten his residence hall fees waived, Eriko was able to cut down to having only one job. She was turning the extra free time she had towards catching the cattish Sierra by the tail, having masqueraded as an electronics store employee to bring a modded energy-guzzling toaster into the dorm's kitchen.

"Just as planned, that seems to have tripped the breakers. Now the dorm head will have to go checking room by room to find out who's been using too much electricity."

Eriko added a long-range lens to her digital camera.

"And before the electronics store, I worked at a photo hut. Ufufu..."

When she peered through the viewfinder, she could just barely make out the outline of some dorm residents moving about, illuminated by the moonlight. The curtains to Jin's room, the focus of her attention, were closed.

"Alright, preparations complete. Will you be discovered by the president, or will you try to run outside and be captured by my camera? Zadou Sierra, tonight shall be the night I rip that phony mask right off your face! I'll catch that very moment on film, and then when I get home, maybe I'll watch "Rambo 2" on television! Ohohoho!"

She laughed boisterously, starting to sweat just a bit from a combination of nervousness and anticipation, then she turned back to observing the dormitory.

In Jin’s room, Yuuya asked in wonder in the darkness.

"Jin. Just now, did you hear a girl’s voice?"

"Di…did you?"

Jin was frantically clinging onto his composure. Within the total darkness, he was fumblingly covering Sierra’s mouth, who was struggling violently.

"That was Sierra’s voice, right?"

"May be it was the radio sounding due to the outage. My radio-cassette player is AC-powered, you know."

"That player is strange."

"Itot itot itot"

Even with Jin restraining Sierra, she further struggled and groaned. Jin whispered softly.

"Idiot, read the situation! Do you want to be discovered?!"

"Itot!"

Sierra stubbornly resisted. At that time, Jin was taken aback. He could not see well in the dark but the touch from his hand which was restraining Sierra’s body was of something soft. Flustered, Jin drew back his hand.

"W…where the heck was that part just now…?"

While panicking, Yuuya got hold of Jin’s back and shook.

"Hey, I heard it even now!"

"Di…did you hear something?"

"Wait, why did suddenly shout? Something is odd."

Yuuya’s hand, feeling around in the darkness, felt Sierra’s hair.

"Hmm? Was … your hair this long?"

"Itotttt!"

"Hey, I heard it again!"

Before this got worse, there was no choice but to lie. Jin took a deep breath and said to Yuuya in a low voice.

"Is that so… As I thought, even you are able hear it now."

"Able to hear… it now, what do you mean?"

"You know, I normally examine this and that of archaeological things. The truth is the place, where this dormitory is erected upon, had, a long time ago, a cemetery b…"

"Stop! Enough, I won’t hear this anymore"

"Hey, behind you!"

"Waaa!"

Yuuya ran shouting with both ears covered out of the room. Immediately after that a "bam" sounded heavily. It seemed that due to fully sprinting in the darkness, he had a head-on collision somewhere.

"Hoo…"

In any case, Jin felt relieved.

"Itot Itot Itot"

Sierra was still shouting. After noticing that there was no longer a need to cover her mouth, Jin let his hand go.

"Idiot Idiot Idiot!"


"This means you have been continuously calling me an idiot all this time."

Jin immediately relaxed his tired shoulders. For now he closed the door to prevent sound from getting out.

It would be good to lock the door but there was a rule to not lock the dormitory doors.

"Despite being a commoner, you touched me, what extreme rudeness! Please cut yourself down as an apology!"

"Zadou, I sincerely advise you to study more on history and modern society. Because today’s Japan do not have things such as a class system."

"Yes, that’s why it is a must that I become a first-rate genie! Japan today does not have a noble system, and if my Zadou household loses its money, I would just be a commoner."

Sierra groaned feeling troubled. Jin scratched his face.

"Why do you cling on to being a wealthy socialite so much? During the daytime at the tea party, you were acting unreasonably refined, aren’t you tired of feigning friendliness all day long?"

"I…it is not that I was particularly acting unreasonably refined. It is that I am naturally refined, after all, I am a wealthy socialite. Speaking of something impolite, I would say it is thrusting one’s hand into another’s nostrils till his molars rattle."

"Ohh, Jouhin, Jouhin."

Jin lightly clapped his hands.

"Wh…what…!"


Although, he could not see Sierra’s face in the darkness, he could tell from a solid minute tremble in her voice, that she seemed annoyed.

"Just write it up, that’s your origin after all. I am going to proudly shout to myself, the dark side part is the true Zadou Sierra and the princess part is a temporary appearance of just feigning friendliness. Because the stress, from the gap between your feigning friendliness part and your real nature, is facing and spitting at me, are you going to trouble me more than necessary?"

"I am in no way feigning friendliness! N…no, surely a small part might be feigning it but… even so I treat that friendliness as something of me, putting in great effort every day. Someday, I will completely become the ultimate supreme absolutely unrivaled perfect high-class lady or better, a princess."

"A princess…. Are you a kid?"

"The princess dream is something in the heart of any girls as well, commoner! The maid cafes, made to target otaku males, seem to be crowded with female customers, who upon trying are soaked in the princess feeling. Well, because I do not have a need to go, I have not been there before though."

"Despite that, you seemed well-informed."

"In other words, it is not for any reason that I become a princess. Being a princess that very thing itself is my goal."

"Even now, being rich, when seen from a general level, you’re pretty much a princess."


"That is a commoner’s shallowness. What a princess needs is not just money."

"To the chap that said a commoner’s shallowness; my persecution complex thinks that it seems an impossible expectation to things such as the kind heart a princess needs."

"Well, to the commoner, who is contented with the status of commoner and lives daily lazily without even ambition or even self-restraint, this may be something you do not understand though."

Sierra’s remarks were confusing. However, certainly she was trying with utmost effort to go towards her objective; that was something even Jin understood very well.

Suddenly, Jin recalled getting into an argument with Yuuya a quite ago. The person himself was working seriously on that objective, no matter how worthless it was seen by a third party. Perhaps, despite Sierra being so willful, she somehow listens to what others say and gets involved; Jin thought that he might be feeling empathy somewhere in his heart to Sierra’s such utmost effort-ness.

Besides, Sierra’s current feign in front of Jin was not her bare true nature mode, it was always her feign status, if she truly became a pure kind perfect high-class lady, being proud and shouting would disappear as well. That may be something Jin would also be a little happy for.

"… Well, I may not understand. However, isn’t being a high-class lady a matter of how one looks at things. Even without money, like a blooming flower in a field, one can be pure, elegant, nice, beautiful…"

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2013-11-21T21:41:47Z

175.110.242.43: Version information

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2013-11-21T21:37:58Z

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2013-11-21T21:29:46Z

175.110.242.43: trying to fix remaining errors

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==Purpose==
Normally completion perentage/progress is displayed on the main LH page. But what about when you are reading from chapter page to chapter page using the nav links? This way you can see the progress on the page itself rather than going to the main page just to see if that is all in the chapter since there are no nav links/template at the bottom (translators often forget to add that).

==Usage==
Simply write <nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage="Insert Percentage Number Here"|pages="Insert Page Completion Fraction Here"|parts="Insert number of completed parts over(/) total parts here"|comments="Insert Comments here"}}</nowiki>. (no speechmarks)

And you shall have the template inserted displaying the required info. You can chose not to add the "pages" parameter.

<big>'''Note:''' The ''comments'' parameter must be used as little as possible, preferably if there is no other choice. The reason is that it has the potential to stretch the box beyond the page and thus distort the template.</big>

==Examples==

<nowiki>{{Incomplete}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|parts=1|tparts=5}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|parts=1|tparts=5}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}
<br clear="both" />

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}
<br clear="both" />

</noinclude>

Template:Incomplete

2013-11-21T21:20:21Z

175.110.242.43: Sorry for posting here when I'm blocked but after I saw the recent Template:Avancement I just had to improve this. This is a better version of the incomplete template now with progress bars.

<div style=" width:25%; border:10px solid white; clear:both; float:right; text-align:center;">
<div style=" width:100%; border:2px solid black;">
<p>
<big>
'''{{{text|Status: Incomplete}}}'''
</big>
</p>
<div style=" width:75%; clear:both; {{#ifeq: {{{center|yes}}} | yes | margin:auto; text-align:center;}}">
{{#if:{{{percentage|}}}|
<div>
<p>
<big>
'''{{#expr: ( {{{percentage|0}}} / {{{total|100}}}) * 100 round 1}}%'''
</big>
{{{text|completed}}}
</p>
<p style="border:{{{border|1px solid gray}}}; padding:{{{padding|1px}}}; overflow:hidden;">
<span style="
width: {{#expr: {{{percentage|0}}} / {{{total|100}}} * 100}}%;
height: {{{height|8}}}px;
background:{{{color1|#5FDB00}}};
float:left;
"> </span>
<span style="
width:{{#expr: 100 - {{{percentage|0}}} / {{{total|100}}} * 100}}%;
height:{{{height|8}}}px;
background:{{{color2|#efefef}}};
float:left;
"> </span>
</p>
</div>|}}{{#if:{{{pages|}}}|
<div>
<p>
<big>
'''{{{text| {{{pages|0}}}/{{{tpages|1}}} }}}'''
</big>
{{{text|pages completed}}}
</p>
<p style="border:{{{border|1px solid gray}}}; padding:{{{padding|1px}}}; overflow:hidden;">
<span style="
width: {{#expr: {{{pages|0}}} / {{{tpages|1}}} * 100}}%;
height: {{{height|8}}}px;
background:{{{color1|#5FDB00}}};
float:left;
"> </span>
<span style="
width:{{#expr: 100 - {{{pages|0}}} / {{{tpages|1}}} * 100}}%;
height:{{{height|8}}}px;
background:{{{color2|#efefef}}};
float:left;
"> </span>
</p>
</div>|}}{{#if:{{{parts|}}}|
<div>
<p>
<big>
'''{{{text|{{{parts|0}}}/{{{tparts|1}}} }}}'''
</big>
{{{text|parts completed}}}
</p>
<p style="border:{{{border|1px solid gray}}}; padding:{{{padding|1px}}}; overflow:hidden;">
<span style="
width: {{#expr: {{{pages|0}}} / {{{tparts|1}}} * 100}}%;
height: {{{height|8}}}px;
background:{{{color1|#5FDB00}}};
float:left;
"> </span>
<span style="
width:{{#expr: 100 - {{{parts|0}}} / {{{tparts|1}}} * 100}}%;
height:{{{height|8}}}px;
background:{{{color2|#efefef}}};
float:left;
"> </span>
</p>
</div>|}}
</div>
<div style=" clear:both; {{#ifeq: {{{center|yes}}} | yes | margin:auto; text-align:center;">
{{#if:{{{comments|}}}|
<p>
<big>
'''{{{text|{{{comments}}}}}}'''
</big>
</p>|}}
</div>
</div>
</div>
<noinclude>
----
==Purpose==
Normally completion perentage/progress is displayed on the main LH page. But what about when you are reading from chapter page to chapter page using the nav links? This way you can see the progress on the page itself rather than going to the main page just to see if that is all in the chapter since there are no nav links/template at the bottom (translators often forget to add that).

==Usage==
Simply write <nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage="Insert Percentage Number Here"|pages="Insert Page Completion Fraction Here"|parts="Insert number of completed parts over(/) total parts here"|comments="Insert Comments here"}}</nowiki>. (no speechmarks)

And you shall have the template inserted displaying the required info. You can chose not to add the "pages" parameter.

<big>'''Note:''' The ''comments'' parameter must be used as little as possible, preferably if there is no other choice. The reason is that it has the potential to stretch the box beyond the page and thus distort the template.</big>

==Examples==

<nowiki>{{Incomplete}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|parts=1|tparts=5}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|parts=1|tparts=5}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}

<nowiki>{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}</nowiki>
{{Incomplete|percentage=20|pages=20|tpages=100|parts=1|tparts=5|comments=Pending TLC/Delayed/etc}}
</noinclude>