Editing Kaze no Stigma - Français:Volume2 Chapitre1 (section)

==1ère Partie==
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C'était un événement assez ordinaire.

On peut dire que c'est quelque chose qui faisait partie de leur quotidien.

Cependant, Yukari et Nanase pouvaient toutes les deux sentir la tension.

Cette tension qu'il était difficile d'ignorer.

— Ne vous l'avais-je pas dit ? Les filles, vous n'allez pas vous ennuyer. Je connais un super club ! J'ai juste besoin de leur montrer mon visage pour qu'ils me laissent entrer.

— C'est parti ! Allons-y ! Et en quoi c'est amusant de ne sortir qu'entre fille ?

Alors qu'ils échangeaient des regards noirs, un groupe d'hommes d'apparence fragile prononça un discours vulgaire d'une façon désinvolte. Ils ne faisaient pas vraiment mauvaise impression, mais leur discours idiots et leurs manières

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n'étaient pas très distingués.

En fait, ils essayaient surtout d'embringuer les filles. 

C'était un événement assez ordinaire.

Même si elles n'avaient pas toutes les trois le même physique, elles étaient de ces très jolies filles qui font briller les yeux. Elles savaient parfaitement comment faire face à de pareils artistes de la drague. Ou du moins elles avaient toujours su faire, jusqu'à présent.

– …

Soudain, la troisième jeune fille, qui n'avait pas encore ouvert la bouche, commença à se déplacer. Elle releva lentement la tête et regarda l'homme qui lui faisait face, droit dans les yeux. 

– Ici circulent beaucoup d'idoles, de célébrités et de mannequins ! Nous avons beaucoup d'amis, et si vous êtes intéressés, nous pouvons vous les présenter…

Observé avec mépris par ces yeux impitoyables qui le glaçaient jusqu'à la moelle, l'homme qui les avaient interpellés était alors incapable de prononcer un mot.

– Cassez-vous.

– …Oui.

L'homme parti pitoyablement. Déjà, la jeune fille ne le regardait plus. À la place, elle arborait une immuable et froide expression et s'en alla comme si rien ne s'était passé. 
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– …Ayano.

– Qu'est ce qui ne va pas ?

La jeune fille, Ayano Kannagi, semblait contrariée, et détourna la tête en entendant ces mots. 

– Tu es vraiment dure avec ceux qui essayent de nous draguer en ce moment.

– C'est juste ton imagination.

Répondit Ayano pour changer de sujet.

– Mais…

Yukari leva la tête vers Nanase avec un regard implorant. 

Nanase fit un clin d’œil et dit, « C'est vrai que tu exagère en ce moment. Regardes la dernière fois par exemple : tu as utilisé le coin de ton sac de cours pour frapper les parties intimes d'un gars. »

– Oui, c'était vraiment effrayant. Le blanc de ses yeux ressortait et des flots de sang sortaient de ses oreilles et de son nez.

– …Qu’importe ! De toutes façon nous avons appelé une ambulance.

Nanase fixa intensément une Ayano bougonne, et revint lentement au sujet principal.

– Ayano, tu as eu une histoire avec un garçon n'est-ce pas ?

– Qu-quoi… De quoi parles-tu ?

La soudaineté de la question empêcha Ayano de cacher son émoi.
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– Héhé…

Nanase fit un grand sourire, non dénué de sous-entendus.

– Toi, une fille avec un complexe d’Œdipe, tu sembles finalement t'intéresser à d'autres gars que ton père.

– Je ne suis pas amoureuse de mon père.

Ayano retrouva rapidement son calme et dit bien fort, « Je n'ai juste jamais rencontré de gars meilleur que mon père. C'est tout ».

– …

Nanase croisa le regard de Yukari comme pour lui dire « Quel casse-tête » et soupira.

– Je reconnais que ton père est en effet un homme sérieux et détendu, mais on ne peux peut-être pas trouver toutes ces qualités chez un jeune homme, non ?

– Ce n'est pas vrai. Père a été jeune aussi, donc à condition de trouver quelqu'un comme lui–

Au milieu de sa phrase, elle ferma sa bouche et fronça les sourcils, comme si la conversation lui avait fait penser à cet odieux personnage. 

Apparemment difficile à comprendre, déjà étonnamment calme – cette personne était sans aucun doute comparable à son père. 

Il n'était pas du tout comme Juugo. En effet, c'était tout l'inverse.

Mais… il était très puissant. Pas seulement au niveau force, mais toute dans toute sa vie . En ce sens, il était comparable à Juugo, l'homme le plus fort qu'elle connaissait. 

– Aya---no~

En entendant cet appel répété avec des rires, Ayano qui s'était arrêtée, recouvra ses esprits.

– Tu es en train de pense au gars que tu aimes en ce moment, n'est-ce pas ?

– Bien… Bien-sûr que non ! Ce genre de gars !

– Quel genre de gars ?

À force d'avoir répondu à toutes ces questions, Ayano perdit sa vigueur quelques instants.

– Nanase… Même toi…

Sois honnête ! C'est un sujet tellement intéressant. Je parie que que même Yukari ne t'aurai pas laissé à si bon compte.
« C'est vrai. C'est vrai. »
Acquiesça heureusement Yukari. Ayano fixa ses deux amies qui essayaient de lui arracher chaque petit détail de sa vie par un examen minutieux.

Yukari Shinomiya et Nanase Kudo étaient deux étudiantes du pensionnat Seiryo, où Ayano étudiait. Elles étaient aussi ses meilleures amies – bien qu'elle se posait parfois des questions sur cette amitié.

Sur les épaules de Yukari, ondulait sa magnifique chevelure, telle une vague.Elle arborait toujours un tendre sourire, et elle parlait assez lentement. En fait, il était difficile de savoir si elle était « douce », ou juste « lente. ». Indépendamment, rien qu'en entendant cette description, vous imaginez aisément qu'elle était décontractée.

À l'opposé, la coupe de Nanase était une intéressante mèche dégradée de cheveux. Elle paraissait incroyablement calme, et ses mouvements rapides ainsi que le timbre de sa voix ne laissaient pas croire que vous étiez face à une fille. Cela procurait à son entourage un sentiment de méfiance, faisant d'elle l'archétype de celle qui reçoit des tonnes de chocolat à la Saint Valentin.

Ces deux jeunes filles étaient très différentes, sous tous les angles. Mais ce qui était vraiment impressionnant, c'était leur parfaite coopération lorsqu'elles taquinaient Ayano – et Ayano trouvait cela insupportable. 

– Allez. Raconte. Comment est-il ?

– Je vous ai déjà dit qu'il n'y a personne ! De toutes façons…

Ayano fixa Yukari avec un regard accusateur.

– On était pas en train d'aller chercher une pâtisserie ?

– Oui, c'est ça.

– Alors pourquoi allons-nous dans cette direction ?

Dans la direction que pointait Ayano avec son doigt, se situait une rangée d'hôtels réalisés pour des personnes assez spéciales.

Comme autours des maisons hantées dans des contrés reculées, bien qu'ils ne soient pas particulièrement bizarres, de ces hôtels émanait une atmosphère ne ressemblant pas à celle d'un hôtel normal. 


C'est vrai. Comme toutes les trois (excepté pour l'une d'entre elle), discutaient joyeusement, elles étaient accidentellement entrées dans la rue des love-hôtels.

Réalisant qu'elles discutaient dans une zone spéciale, Ayano ne pouvait s'empêcher de rougir. Mais le sourire de Yukari ne changea pas du tout.

– C'est un raccourci.

“Even so, this kind of place...”

“Don’t worry. No one would think that we are going to play 3P.”

Ayano’s face carried a pained expression as she looked at this innocently smiling friend who had just said something very shocking.

“You... Don’t use that cute face to say something so shocking, okay?”

“Kay~ But this kind of thing is nothing compared to your normal behavior.”

“... What do you mean by that?”

Against Ayano’s squinting eyes, Yukari put on her usual smiling face. Though she may have looked easy-going, she was definitely not on the losing side.

Ayano, who realized that she was at a disadvantage, decided to forcefully end the conversation.

“Anyway, let’s not walk this way. Let’s go another way!”

“Geez, you are so squeaky clean.”

“Squeaky clean? That doesn’t even need to be said! This kind of hotel, whose only use is for people to share a bed &#8211; who knows what the people going in are thinking?!”

Ayano sounded violent and scowled angrily at the love hotels as though they had killed her father, when suddenly, her expression froze.

Yukari and Nanase followed Ayano’s line of sight. What lay there was...

“As agitated as always.”

A man and a beautiful lady, sticking closely together, walking out from the hotel street.

His age appeared to be about twenty-something, with an upright face that could be considered handsome, but his expression seemed to be rather sloven. A light smirk appeared on his mouth, forcefully pulling his grade down thirty percent.

“You should at least think about where you are.”

The man made fun of the dumbfounded Ayano and continued to speak.

“You're already a high school student. It’s about time you knew what shame is...”

The man before her eyes was Kazuma Yagami. This was the man who Ayano hated most. As for the woman beside him, she had never seen her before. In addition, this was a love hotel street.

Having caught up to this point, Ayano’s brain, which had finally returned to a normal temperature, suddenly began to heat up. Gripped with an inexplicable fury, Ayano shouted, “You... What are you doing in a place like this?!”

“...Ayano?”

Yukari and Nanase shared a puzzled look, looking at their friend who had suddenly fallen into a rage. Neither pair of eyes showed any indecision, and they seemed to be asking simultaneously, “What is she talking about?”

It wasn’t a question that needed to be asked. Just as Ayano had said, there is only one thing to do in a love hotel &#8211; even if there are many different ways and methods of doing it; there is basically only one reason to be there.

On the other hand, Kazuma, who had drawn Ayano’s rage upon him, simply showed a light smile, as usual.

“Asking me what I am doing... Ah, it is so hard to say it out loud~ ♥”

He acted shy, daintily using his hand to cover his mouth as he spoke.

At that moment, the dozens of logic-related neural synapses in Ayano’s brain snapped all at once.

Feeling the furious spiritual energy coming from Ayano, Yukari and Nanase couldn’t help but move back. But even when engulfed in such a strong murderous intent, one that even normal people would notice and fear, Kazuma and the woman beside him did not change the relaxed smiles on their faces.

The woman ignored Ayano’s furious eyes as if they were nothing. She put her lips close to Kazuma’s ear and asked, “This girl, is she your girlfriend?”

“Kirika... That joke isn’t funny at all!”

After such a semi-derogatory question, Kazuma answered with an irritated look. Listening, Kirika glanced at Ayano and laughed lightly.

(...! This darn woman&#8211;!)

Seeing the seemingly taunting attitude of this person, Ayano viewed Kirika as an “enemy.” As if seeking a weak spot, she sized up Kirika from head to toe. But...

(Argh...)

Though slim, she had a good figure filled with femininity.

From the angle of a “woman,” Ayano had no way to compete.

Ayano was also a rare beauty. But her state of maturity was far below

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Kirika’s. Future development or hidden potential had no effect now. Because in a battle in the real world, current capabilities decide everything.

Even so, if her opponent were just someone who devoted all nutrients &#8211; even those that should go to the brain &#8211; into her breasts and hips, Ayano would not concede defeat.

But Kirika was different. Those thin, long eyes of hers carried the light of wisdom, clearly indicating that she was not just some vulgar woman who only knew how to fawn on guys.

Slightly older than Kazuma, she looked as if she was around twenty-five. From the way she could casually face up to Ayano’s killing intent as if it were not there, she was clearly not an average businesswoman. Maybe they were in the same trade?

Ayano bore the silent torture of inferiority and continued to glare at the two with angry eyes.

“Kazuma?”

Kirika accepted Ayano’s eyes generously and held her body even more closely against Kazuma’s arm. Rather than a demonstration of love, this action seemed more like she was trying to hang on tightly.

“Should I arrest you for lewd acts against an underage female?”

“Don’t be like that.”

Kazuma seemed very displeased.

“She is just a distant relative. I’ve done nothing, nor have any intentions of doing anything.”

“Then why is she angry?”

“She’s always angry. Just ignore her.”

“Oh~”

Kirika looked towards Ayano once more, her face showing a smile with deep meaning. Ayano noticed, her mind tangling in an instant.

“I think it would be better to explain.”

“There’s no need for that. It’s too troublesome. Let’s go!”

Upon saying this, Kazuma pulled Kirika and walked away. As his eyes meet Ayano’s, he put on a serious expression and warned Ayano, “Go back quickly! This is no place for children.”

Kazuma walked past Ayano with ease, who was so angry her whole body was trembling. As the two sides passed one another, Kirika looked at Ayano before departing in an utterly relaxed manner. Those eyes, filled with sympathy, totally enraged Ayano.



Yukari remained where she was, silently sending off the close pair with her eyes. She looked to the side and coincidentally met Nanase’s eyes.

At that moment, silence was golden. The two exchanged bitter smiles, and as if they had discussed it much earlier, looked towards Ayano who still had not turned back.

“So that’s it.”

Nanase nodded heavily.

“No wonder you were so harsh to those people who tried to pick us up.”

“That’s right. It is really tough to like someone like that.”

“But what a surprise. I never thought Ayano would like flippant guys like that.”

“...You two...”

Ayano turned slowly. 

In a gentle, but equally chilling tone, she answered, “What are you two talking about?”

“What else?”

Yukari answered straightforwardly.

“Ayano, you like that guy right? Although it looks one-sided.”

“You... What makes you two think that way?”

“Just think about your reaction just now. No matter how we look at it, it is the reaction of &#8216;a jealous girl seeing the guy she likes getting snatched away,’ right?”

“There is no such thing! It is definitely not that way!!”

Ayano shouted out, blushing. Her voice was so loud it almost seemed to reach as far as the eye could see.

“Ayano, you’re too loud.”

Ignoring Yukari’s warning, Ayano furiously continued to say, “Why would I like that kind of lowlife?! That is the type of person I hate most in this world! If I could have, I would have sliced him into pieces!!”

“Then why are you angry?”

Yukari rebutted with a calm voice.

“If you really didn’t like him, then it wouldn’t matter who he sleeps with, right? What would there be to be angry about?”

“That... That’s because... That...

...I just cannot bear to see someone like Kazuma sleep with that kind of beauty! They are not at all compatible!”

Ayano gripped her fist tightly and tried her best to explain, as the other two looked at her with cold eyes.

(What do you think?)

(She doesn’t seem to be lying... Could it be that she hasn’t even realized it herself?)

(If that’s the case, then she’s not just slow &#8211; there’s something completely wrong with her...)

(But... that is just like Ayano.)

(Yeah, that’s true)

“You two! Don’t whisper among yourselves right in front of me!”

Having gotten shouted at by Ayano, Nanase swiftly straightened her body. Following this, she used a very serious expression, like someone who is faking marriage just to grab a hold of the password to a credit card, in order to say, “Ah. Okay, okay. I get it, you really hate that man.”

“Yup, completely understood.”

Yukari chimed in instantly. They were indeed Ayano’s best friends, their actions matching flawlessly.

Ayano’s expression revealed her continued suspicion.

“...Really?”

“Of course.”

“Fine then.”

Ayano nodded, though her expression still showed displeasure. After everything had come to an end, and the two of them had given a sigh of relief&#8211;

“Ah, that is the girl. Mr. Hanagi.”

Those guys had chosen the worst possible time to appear.



“These are the ones?”

The man they called Hanagi pointed his finger towards the three and said...

“You guys were scared off by these three girls?”

“Because the girl in the middle has a really scary stare...”

“That girl is really arrogant. Please teach her some manners, Go-san!”

The men who were saying these things were the punks, numbers one and two (temporarily named), who had been driven off by Ayano earlier. It seemed that because they had been rejected so vehemently by Ayano, resentment had arisen, and so they had found someone to help them take their revenge!

&#8211; They don’t come any lower than that.

“We invited you so nicely to have some fun, and yet you told us to &#8216;get lost.’ That was really rude. Now apologize.”

“...”

Ayano stared at the group of men, her eyes indicating that they were unworthy even of notice. Seeing those ice cold eyes, punks numbers one and two couldn’t help but retreat several steps, though Hanagi showed no sign of fear.

“That trick of yours won’t work! Hanagi-san knows Shaolin fist techniques!”

“Please do it! Go Hanagi-san!”

Numbers one and two cowered behind Hanagi and continued to shout. Ignoring the two who were merely relying on Hanagi’s strength, Ayano stared at Hanagi alone.

As they had mentioned, the man before her eyes seemed to have undergone a certain level of training. As he wore only a thin, sleeveless sweater under his leather coat, his protruding muscles could be clearly seen. It was a body specially made for combat.

“For a woman to be so arrogant, that’s why you are having such an unlucky encounter. Don’t try to go against men from now on.”

Hanagi reached his hand out in a rough manner, intending to grab Ayano’s chin to lift her face.

At the instant his fingertips touched her chin, Ayano moved swiftly.

She angled her body and moved forward, while at the same time dodging Hanagi’s hand. Ayano cleanly swung her bent left arm into Hanagi’s defenseless chest.

Ayano’s elbow struck the lower region of Hanagi’s earlobe, where his jaw was. This was a sudden, full-force attack and a powerful strike that even contained ''ki''. It would not have been surprising if his jaw had fallen off of his face.

Hanagi’s body flew into the air in a spiral. His legs, which had left the ground, tangled together like twisted bread and subsequently splayed outwards with reactive force.

Hanagi’s body kept on spinning, and after a sickening three and a half round rotation, he naturally had a failed landing &#8211; his whole body flattened against the outer wall of a hotel.

Splat.

A wet sound propagated along the entire street. This was definitely not a sound made by a human body. If a freshly slaughtered piece of flesh, with blood still dripping, were smashed into a wall, it would probably make this kind of sound.

Several seconds after Hanagi has been hammered into the wall, he fell to the floor like a flattened cockroach.

On the red bricks of the hotel wall, a fluid even more red than the bricks formed an eerie human figure.

“Uh... Uh~”

Seeing Hanagi, blood pouring out of seven holes and his body twitching, Nanase drew a cross towards the sky. Beside her, Yukari placed her hands together and closed her eyes to pray.

“Huh... Huh huh...”

“Hanagi-san...”

The remaining two guys gave voice to pitiful cries in tones that had reached the utmost limit of fear.
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Ayano silently walked past the two men, who were unable to move their feet, and could only stand there like idiots.

She fired off two kicks at lightning speed. The tip of her foot hit right in the center between the legs of the two men.

“Argh!”

“Wah!”

The tip of her pointed shoe hit the pelvis, while the most important part was struck heavily. Ayano contemplated the two, now rolling on the ground in pain with a pink foam of blood and spittle coming from their mouths, with disgust.

“How dirty!”

“Ah&#8211; Please send an ambulance over. There are three heavily wounded people.”

A cold voice came from behind. Behind her, Nanase was using a public phone to contact 911. She read out the number of the phone booth to inform the other party of the location.

“Please be quick. One of them doesn’t seem likely to make it.”

After that, she hung up, ignoring their inquiries for her name. This action could be said to be very well-trained since the reason she didn’t use her own cellphone was to avoid leaving any trace.

“So, have you vented your anger?”

Nanase asked Ayano calmly.

“...I didn't do it on purpose.”
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Ayano pouted and replied unhappily, but the two did not believe her.

They had known very well since the beginning that she had just been redirecting her anger at Kazuma. If she had not met Kazuma earlier, Ayano would not have been so cruel!

But there was one thing they did not understand. Nanase leaned in close to Yukari’s ear and quietly asked...

(By the way, is that guy really that good?)

(Hmm... I feel that he is above average, but...)

He did not seem like a man that would make Ayano feel jealous. That was their opinion.

For though they had known Ayano for a long time, they still did not know what the Kannagis did for a living, nor of the power that was within their bloodline.

They would still have a few days to wait before witnessing for themselves the true power of Kazuma.