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Given that it was still morning my mind wasn't fully functional. That this beautiful girl being before my eyes was part of reality, this is something I still can't believe.
 
Given that it was still morning my mind wasn't fully functional. That this beautiful girl being before my eyes was part of reality, this is something I still can't believe.
   
(Is the world reflected by the mirror real……?)
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(Is the world reflected by the mirror real……?) <!-- this sentence is so fucked up 鏡の世界って実在するのか? I was like ok... after translating all the kanji my face was like this t(-.-t)-->
   
 
Foolishly, I pondered such a thing. It is certainly something doubtful, but somehow it must be real. Otherwise I would never have expected a woman to suddenly appear like this.
 
Foolishly, I pondered such a thing. It is certainly something doubtful, but somehow it must be real. Otherwise I would never have expected a woman to suddenly appear like this.
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I am Senou Natsuru, a seventeen year old second year student in high school. Slender and of medium height. As for my grades, at one point my grades were really good, and then there was another time when my grades were really bad. In other words, I am right in them middle. My reflexes are also average. Even if I am describing myself, I really am just average guy that you can find anywhere.
 
I am Senou Natsuru, a seventeen year old second year student in high school. Slender and of medium height. As for my grades, at one point my grades were really good, and then there was another time when my grades were really bad. In other words, I am right in them middle. My reflexes are also average. Even if I am describing myself, I really am just average guy that you can find anywhere.
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The only thing I take pride in is that my eyesight in both eyes exceeds 1.2. <!-- I don’t know how the whole vision thing is scaled.-->
 
The only thing I take pride in is that my eyesight in both eyes exceeds 1.2. <!-- I don’t know how the whole vision thing is scaled.-->
 
Or to put it the other way, there was nothing else I could take pride in. That's quite sad.
 
Or to put it the other way, there was nothing else I could take pride in. That's quite sad.
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The manufacturer who produced the merchandise had their stock prices take a nosedive immediately following its release, and to this day there is still no sign of recovery.<!--21--> They received a lot of pushback from the shareholders, yet they continued to be stubborn in spite of this. I honestly don't want it either, but since it is something important, I can't bring myself to throw it out.
 
The manufacturer who produced the merchandise had their stock prices take a nosedive immediately following its release, and to this day there is still no sign of recovery.<!--21--> They received a lot of pushback from the shareholders, yet they continued to be stubborn in spite of this. I honestly don't want it either, but since it is something important, I can't bring myself to throw it out.
   
The plush toy "Harakiri Tora"<ref>Harakiri means ritual suicide by self-disembowelment. Tora means tiger</ref>, the fifth in the entrail animal series, had been opening its mouth with a *pakapaka* since some time ago.
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The plush toy "Harakiri Tora", the fifth in the entrail animal series, had been opening its mouth with a *pakapaka* since some time ago.
   
 
"You finally became aware of me huh."
 
"You finally became aware of me huh."
   
It was a woman’s voice. It was somewhat Shizuka-chan-ish. Moreover it's the new version<ref>I believe this is a reference to a character from the anime Doraemon.</ref>. I was feeling extremely uncomfortable as a result of the entrail animal's appearance.
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It was a woman’s voice. It was somewhat Shizuka-chan-ish. Moreover it's the new version<ref>Actually, I'm not sure who Shizuka-chan is. If someone knows, feel free to add that information</ref>. I was feeling extremely uncomfortable as a result of the entrail animal's appearance.
   
 
"What is on your arm is a Pledge Bracelet<ref>Bracelet in english</ref>."
 
"What is on your arm is a Pledge Bracelet<ref>Bracelet in english</ref>."
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“Wait, wait a minute, wait!”
 
“Wait, wait a minute, wait!”
   
I hurriedly waved my hands. Harakiri Tora was saying some cryptic words.
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I hurriedly waved my hands. Harakiri Tora was saying some cryptic words.<!--JeruTz's bookmark-->
   
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"I do not know why I am pledging with a bracelet, Why I am talking to a stuffed tiger, and why I am a woman in the first place."
"It's incomprehensible. Why am I talking to a plush toy? For what is it that I'm pledging? In the first place why am I a woman?"
 
   
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The biggest shock to her was knowing she would have to compromise with an articulate plush doll.
With the shock of having become a woman, I was barely able to form the words to reply to the plush toy. Think about this a little more. Aren't I talking to a plush toy?
 
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Listening to the mouth of Dahlonega toys? I think I'm good.
Harakiri Tora scratched its eyepatch.
 
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The Eye-patched Harakiri Tora wrote Creation.
   
 
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"I don't know it."
"Is it not clear to you?"
 
   
“It's clear to you?
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“I know it.
   
“Should I explain starting from the creation of the world?”
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“From the world’s creation?”
   
“I'm not interested in the Bible. What on earth is this?”
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“I don’t find the bible very interesting, what’s the story?”
   
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“umm, it is...”
“Err, this is”
 
   
Harakiri Tora continued speaking with Shizuka-chan’s voice.
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Harakiri Tora, speaking with Shizuka-chan’s voice.
   
“you are now a Kämpfer<ref>Kanji:Combatant. Note: Kämpfer is German for fighter</ref>.”
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“you are now a Kämpfer [Infantry unit].”
   
“Haa?”
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“Haaa?”
   
Is that all this plush toy has to say.
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That is my response, plush doll.
   
“Kämpfer are elites for the purpose of combat. With the mighty power assured by the Pledge Bracelet, you will decimate your opponents. It's that sort of feeling.”
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“Kämpfer are elite combat units; mighty power is guaranteed by the pledge bracelet; break through any opponent it senses.”
   
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“…Well, I don’t know.”
“……I don't understand it all that well.”
 
   
It felt like something I had read in the manual for a game I once played.
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I felt like I was reading a game manual and it slipped out of my hand.
   
“So theses Kämpfer, they are people whose purpose is to fight?”
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“The Kämpfer is a person who fights?”
   
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“Yes.”
“That is correct.”
 
   
“I've become one of these Kämpfer?”
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“I became a Kämpfer?”
   
"Yes."
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"Correct."
   
 
“And I fight with an enemy?”
 
“And I fight with an enemy?”
   
 
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"Of course."
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"Sure."
   
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"In a blind way?"
"Without knowing the reason?"
 
   
"That's right."
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"Oh Yeah."
   
Without saying a word, I grabbed Harakiri Tora and threw her into the trash can.
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Yelling, I grabbed Harakiri Tora and threw her into the trash can.
   
“Waa, what did you do that for?”
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“Now, how could you do something like that?”
   
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“Yes we can, for example we could do something like 'this' half-asleep.”
“Shaddup! Such an explanation, I can't possibly understand when all you say is 'of course' and 'yes'! Just go to sleep!”
 
   
It was all much too sudden. It was as though I'd been given 100 yen and ordered, "Go save the world with this."
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All of the sudden it felt like a hundred years had suddenly passed: I was commanded to "Save the world as a Kämpfer."
   
Having turned into a woman, speaking with a plush toy, if only all of this would turn out to be a bad dream. Then this time spent as a Kämpfer would be something that never happened.
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After becoming a woman and speaking to stuffed animals, I'm supposed to let it go? What a nightmare, a nightmare twisting itself to be heard as "Kämpfer".
   
"In any case it cannot be helped."
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A voice was coming from the garbage can.
 
A voice was coming from the garbage can.
   
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“I, however, was the one elected!”
“Since after all you have been chosen.”
 
   
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“Do you believe me?”
“Is that believable?”
 
   
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Deep; and I have a reply.
Even on the edge of consciousness, I was replying.
 
   
“It ought to be believable. Right now, wouldn't you agree that you are a girl?”
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“Do you believe me? Now that I’m a girl?”
   
Being told this, I once again looked over myself. It was a woman's body in a sailor suit.
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I said this while displaying the uniformed body of a woman.
   
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“Here you go. I am convinced.”
“Look look. That should make you understand.”
 
   
 
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“……Not yet.”
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“…Not yet.”
   
I crossed my arms while facing the trash can.
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I set my arms on the front of the trash can.
   
“This woman's body, in what way is this connected to the agreement?
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“This woman’s body serves to convince me.
   
“There is no way to be a Kämpfer without becoming a woman.”
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“It is the form of a Kämpfer, but I am unfamiliar with the form of a woman’s body.”
   
“I was a man!
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“I am a man.
   
“And therefore your body became that of a girl. When they are selected, boys become girls.”
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“So I became a girl, over my choice to be a boy over a girl.”
   
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“What choices are really ever choices?”
“Can't you have an alternative be selected instead?”
 
   
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“Well I didn’t choose at all."
“Of course not."
 
   
The trash can (that Harakiri Tora was inside of), spoke as though it was someone else's problem.
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Inside the trash Harakiri Tora is talking to the ground.
   
I reached into the trash and retrieved the plush doll. In any case, I can't afford to throw it out. I put it back on the desk
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I reached into the trash and pulled out the plush doll; I cannot throw it away anyways, I’ll just have to place it on the desk.
   
“Thanks. It is quite cramped in that trash can.”
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“Hello again, what a cramped trash can that is.”
   
It was really quite becoming of you though.
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But you really are a well matched size for it.
   
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“In fact, this bracelet is a testament that you’ve become a Kämpfer, and when it flashes you’ll become a Kämpfer.”
"That aside, what's the deal with this bracelet?"
 
   
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Observing the bracelet again, I saw it had no seams; just how it got onto my wrist, I don’t know.
“The Pledge Bracelet is the sign that identifies you as a Kämpfer. When it shines, you will become a Kämpfer.”
 
   
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“Oh, you can’t take it off”
I began examining the bracelet once again. There was no seam on it, so I had no idea how exactly they'd gone about putting it on.
 
 
“Oh, you cannot take it off.”
 
   
 
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Harakiri Tora spoke as though it had seen through my thoughts.
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Can Harakiri Tora read my mind?
   
“It cannot be removed except under extreme circumstances. In that case you'd completely stop being a Kämpfer.”
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“It cannot be taken off except under special circumstances, so you will stay a Kämpfer.”
   
“How would I remove it?”
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“How do I get it off?”
   
“Dying for example.”
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“You can die...”
   
“OI!”
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“Hey!”
   
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I’m reluctant to say it, but it’s no use.
Saying something like that is worthless.
 
   
“Please think of it as an accessory. It's not that heavy.”
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“Please think of it as an accessory, dark as well as heavy.”
   
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Indeed, the burden to my wrist hasn’t gotten lighter.
For certain, it was so light that that I didn't feel any additional burden on my wrist.
 
   
“Why is it blue?”
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“Why is mine blue?”
   
“Are you not pleased with it?"
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“Are you not pleased with it? Red is good too, you might become three times faster.”
   
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“Meaning it exists, but you won’t give it to me.”
"Red would be good. It's possible I could become three times as fast<ref>This is a reference to the Red Comet from Mobile Suit Gundam</ref>.”
 
   
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“Be proud and laugh.”
“That is significant. However I wasn't taught that.”
 
   
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“Returning to the point, why and who do Kämpfer fight?”
It let out a suppressed laugh. To be speaking like that with Shizuka-chan's voice, it made me especially angry.
 
   
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“Because it exists to fight, no that’s the truth.”
“Back to the previous discussion. Why do Kämpfer fight? And who?”
 
   
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I guess I should toss Harakiri Tora into the trash again; she was tossed in hurry.
“It is because they exist for the sake of fighting. That is reality.”
 
   
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Sensing I was about to toss it into the trash again, Harakiri Torashe hurriedly added one more thing.
 
   
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“What should I say about myself ‘I’m an average guy, anyone could see that; 'I try my best’?”<!--Hes asking if he should say I try my best-->
“For Kämpfer fighting is their only raison d'être. They have been specialized explicitly for combat. <!--26-->You were the optimal person for this. Therefore you were selected.”
 
   
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“Please listen; you’re the man I chose.” <!-- shouldn't it be "you were chosen"?-->
“……Even though I'm saying this about myself, anyone who say me would agree that I'm just a simple human being. In what way am I the most suitable for this?"
 
   
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“You chose me?”
“Could you ask the one that to the person who chose you?"
 
 
“You didn't chose me?”
 
   
 
“You were chosen by a Moderator.”
 
“You were chosen by a Moderator.”
   
Moderator. Who is that?
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Moderator, who is that?
   
“It is the one whose duty is to pick out people with the right qualities. You were perfectly suited.”
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“It is the responsibility of that person to pick up talent, and you were a perfect fit.”
   
“What are you supposed to be then?”
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“Who are you then?”
   
“I am a Messenger of the Moderator. Like the messengers still spoken of in legend. An angel so to speak.”
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“I am messenger of the Moderators, mouthpiece of mythical angels.”
   
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“They allow Entrails to flaunt something angelic?”
“Something can be an angel while showing off its entrails?”
 
   
Such awful taste. Devout Christians would probably get angry if they saw this.
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What awful taste; this will anger many pious Christians.
   
This is what the story appears to be. That is to say, I was chosen by the Moderators to be a Kämpfer. There's a bracelet as proof, and I take on the form of a woman to fight.
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After this story I can’t really argue, I was chosen by the Moderators to fight as a Kämpfer... in a girl’s body.
   
“It seems you understand, right.”
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“It seems you understand.”
   
The plush doll’s tone had become like that of a teacher's. I was staring at it with absolute hatred.
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The plush doll’s tone had the quality of a teacher’s; I was staring at it with hate.
   
“So, although I’ve been asking for a while, you haven't explained for what purpose I'd be fighting for.
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“And I’ve been asking for awhile; what a difficult battle!
   
 
“……”
 
“……”
   
“Are you trying to imitate a plush doll?
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“I came here as a plush doll imitation,
   
 
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I was rummaging inside the desk. There should be a one hundred yen lighter somewhere. I don't smoke tobacco, but it assuredly is something useful to have. Such as setting fire to synthetic fibers.
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I was fishing inside the desk; there must be a one hundred yen lighter somewhere. Tobacco sucks, but there is something useful about it, burning synthetic fibers.
   
“Fire is not alright. Vinyl gives off a terrible smell when it burns.
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“There is no fire, vinyl smells bad when it burns but I--
   
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“I didn’t say anything!”
“Weren't you not speaking?”
 
   
I produced the lighter from within. There was also gas.
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I fished out the lighter and some gas.
   
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“What is it, NO please drop it; give me another chance!!”
“Therefore can you please stop.”
 
   
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“I have been begging in the voice of Shizuka-chan too!”
“Why don't you also beg in the voice of Shizuka-chan like before?”<ref>Harakiri Tora was using a very polite form of speech before. Since the point where fire became a concern, its speech pattern changed.</ref>
 
   
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I would also like to be reassured by that fond voice.
I can't say it out loud, but the present manner was quite pleasing.
 
   
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“I actually don’t know why you have to fight either!”
“As a matter of fact even I do not know. Why do they fight?”
 
   
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“Is this tale true?”
“You're speaking like that now?”<ref>The speech pattern reverted</ref>
 
   
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“The Moderators did not tell me what the catch was or how this serves their interest! It can’t be helped, man; unless you want entrails protruding from your stomach too.”
“Since the Moderators are stingy, they haven't informed me of that. I wasn't that curious either.”
 
   
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“From the plush doll!?”
"You serve no purpose. None other than having your entrails gushing out of your stomach."
 
   
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I returned the lighter to my skirt pocket. That's not very good for the care of the skirt; you can hear gas escaping with a “su~” sound.
“It is because I am a plush toy.”
 
   
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“However, I still have to fight an opponent?”
I put the lighter away in my skirt pocket. It doesn't matter to me if it's the worst for the skirt. I let out a deep sigh.
 
   
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“That is most likely.”
“But hey, since I am am going to be fighting, then I would assume there's an opponent to fight, right?”
 
   
“That is so.
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“Who am I?
 
“Who is it?”
 
   
 
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“Secret.”
“That's confidential.”
 
   
“This motherfucker.”
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“This Motherfucker…”
   
I do not know whether this is manly, but for the moment I cursed like this.
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I do not know if a true man would have cursed like this.
   
“By now you should understand. Since you assuredly are a Kämpfer.”
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“Even now I understand; from now on I am a Kämpfer.”
   
The only thing I could understand was that there didn't seem to be any reason to fight.
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While I don’t understand the reason, this all seems to be possible.
   
I once again grabbed my head. What one earth is this? All of a sudden I'm being told I have to fight as this thing called a Kämpfer, or something like that. In what way can I possibly agree to something like!?
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Once again my head was being challenged, what is this!? Suddenly I am a Kämpfer and I'm to to fight and so forth against something or another. Hey, who do I have to convince to become the new white hat?<ref> White hat is hero character, from a final fantasy reference</ref>
   
“Hahhahha. Looks like you cannot accept this reality.”
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“Hahhahha, sounds like an impossible reality.”
   
That's obvious. You dare to laugh in such a carefree way about this. In the first place I've never before believed that the things this plush doll was explaining existed as part of reality.
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What’s normal? I would want anything to be carefree and funny, but starting the day with a talking plush doll, I can't believe this.
   
“However this is indeed reality. You are a Kämpfer just as I told you. It is all true without any falsehood.”
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“But this is all true, you can be called a Kämpfer; it's the whole truth without any pretenses.”
   
 
“…………”
 
“…………”
   
“Can you not accept this?
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“I cannot accept this.
   
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And well.
Well I must admit.
 
   
“It seems you are beginning to understand at any rate. Since after all you assuredly are a Kämpfer.”
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“What could one say to satisfy you; there is no doubt you are a Kämpfer.”
   
I gazed into Harakiri Tora’s eyes.This guy's talk seems completely bogus no matter how you look at it. However it didn't seem likely that she had some outrageous ulterior motive.
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I looked into Harakiri Tora’s eyes. There doesn’t seem to be anything fishy about her, and there’s nothing outrageous behind her eyes.
   
If I were to believe the words of this guy, I had been selected to become this kind of existence. The fact I had become a woman was proof of this. Moreover I was told that this form is for fighting.
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After the day had begun, the term "guy" no longer applied to me; my preset had been selected, evidenced by the fact that I have the body of a woman, and I have to fight in this form.
   
 
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I have a bad feeling this pressure will lead to a fight. I do not know why I have to fight, I wonder what the White Hat would say.
Even so the idea of fighting gives me an unpleasant feeling. Is this guy's intention to to insist upon me engaging in battle without even knowing the reason?
 
   
“This is what you become when it is time to fight.”
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“It is not that you will fight.”
   
Said Harakiri Tora.
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And Harakiri Tora?
   
“Having been chosen as a Kämpfer, that you must fight is unconditional.”
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“The Kämpfer were chosen to fight, not me.”
   
“Why is it that I must fight?
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“Why, I don’t want to fight.
   
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“I know.”
"It will be clear soon enough.”
 
   
Only at times like this does the plush doll become full of self-confidence. It's a tendency of Shizuka-chan.
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Only like this is the plush dolls self-confident, mirroring Shizuka-chan.
   
Feeling that any more questions would be pointless, I stopped talking. Since even if I were to continue asking, it wouldn't say much more than that. Also it would probably just pretend to be a plush toy again.
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Anymore questions feel pointless, I’ll just stop talking. Also, if I’m pursued as the plush doll said... I can just burn it later.
   
I gazed over at the clock. I was on the verge of being late."
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Looking at the clock, it's telling me I’m "almost late."
   
“Oh, that's the most important thing!”
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“OH, that was the entire point!”
   
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“Sloppy. Any questions, please?”
“That's enough, please withhold any further questions?”
 
   
“I'll burn you. Do I have to remain as a woman?!”
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“Each comment stings… Anyways, will I remain a woman?!”
   
I have to go to school already. Now that's it's come to this, I’ll have to run without eating breakfast, so why don't you finally answer my question. Having to attend school as a girl + a sailor uniform, that was like a punishment game.
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I have to go to school already. Now I’ll have to run without eating breakfast or I won’t make it. And remaining a girl in a sailor uniform is quite the penalty game.
   
"Is it painful being a woman?"
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"Do you still want to remain a woman?"
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"..."
   
 
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“I’m being misunderstood."<!-- no emphasis on this-->
“That's a misunderstanding!"
 
   
"Although it is possible to revert you to being a man.
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"I can return to being a man?!
   
Immediately the world before my eyes became brighter. Minamoto Shizuka-sama, can I revert to being a boy as usual?
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Immediately her eyes brightened. Sakura-original, I will be a normal boy again!
   
“Oi get on with it already.”
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“According to how I put it...”
   
“In order do this you absolutely must fight.”
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“If you do this you must fight.”
   
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“If what?”
“What's up with that?”
 
   
“It is a simple reason. If you continue to win fights successively, you will have no more enemies, and hence you will have no reason to turn into a female. In that case you can remain a man permanently.”
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“It’s simple really. If you continue to win fights, you will have no more enemies, hence no reason to turn into a woman. So you can always remain a man.”
   
“I see……wait, isn't that a considerably long way off!
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“I see... Well, I asked about my target earlier.
   
“But your wish would come true in that case.”
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“Any hope I had, is gone I guess.”
   
“You complete idiot! This is something of immediate importance. I can't go to school like this!”
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“Motherfucker! It’s important now. I have to go to school!”
   
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“Well...”
“Hmm”
 
   
Harakiri Tora had been contemplating for a short while.
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Harakiri Tora had been in deep contemplation for a while.
   
“There is no other way. I will teach you a way to return to your original form instantly.”
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“There is no way. I can tell you a way to return to your original form though.”
   
“That’s it, teach me. No, please teach me!”
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“That’s it, tell me! No, please tell me!”
   
I had grabbed ahold of the plush toy. The present me was prepared to bow my head as many times as it takes towards the Shizuka-voiced Harakiri Tora.
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Grabbing the plush doll, to the me now, the Shizuka-voiced Harakiri Tora was enough to bow before.
   
“You are quite impatient.”
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“You are very impatient.”
   
 
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“What is it? Teach me quickly. Quickly!”
“What do you expect of an Edokko<ref>Someone born in the Edo region. Typically thought to have different personalities compared to other parts of Japan</ref>. Teach me immediately. Hurry up already!”
 
   
“Well then please close your eyes.”
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“Please close your eyes tightly.”
   
 
“Alright.”
 
“Alright.”
   
As I was told, I closed both eyes. Only Harakiri Tora’s voice could be heard.
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As she said, I closed my eyes; all I could hear was Harakiri Tora’s voice.
   
“Well then, here I go.”
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“So we will.”
   
Go? What is she doing?
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Will? What is will?
   
An instant after I began to experience doubt, I suffered a severe blow to my abdominal region.
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In the next instant, just when I was starting to question it, I felt a strong blow to my abdomen.
   
A throbbing pain came from the base of my abdomen. This damn plush doll, it had struck me. Next time I'm going to burn her for sure. With those final thoughts, the inside of my head became pitch black.
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Pain came unbidden from my abdomen. The plush doll SOB wanted to beat me; next I’ll burn her. Then my conscious went pitch black.
   
   
   
“HAH!”
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“Haaaa!”
   
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I can sense my eyes.
My eyes awakened.
 
   
I jumped up on reflex. Overenthusiastically kicking aside the futon, I ended up falling back onto the bed.
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I jumped up on reflex, falling off the bed as a bonus.
   
Bed? I looked around the inside of the room. It was the room I was familiar with. The usual morning scenery.
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Bed? Looking around I see the familiar landscape of my room.
   
I timidly gaze at myself. My breasts weren't large.
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Gingerly looking at himself, large breasts?
   
Hurriedly getting out of bed, and peered into the television that was not receiving electricity. Since my room has no mirror, I use this as a substitute.
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I hurried off the bed and peered into the powerless television screen. Since my room has no mirror this makes a decent substitute.
   
There was no mistaking that it was myself, as there was a man's face there.
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No doubt about it, this is a man's face.
   
 
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A great joy surged from the depths of my heart.
 
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A great surge of jubilation came straight from the heart.
   
 
“Ah… I did it!”
 
“Ah… I did it!”
   
I raised a shout of ten-thousand year old quality<ref>That's literal. Not sure how to render it.</ref> I am a man that didn't become a woman. Everything was as it had been. There exists no such beings as Kämpfer.
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I howled with joy: I am not a woman, My manhood has been restored, there is no such thing as a Kämpfer!
   
While jumping up and down I approached the front of the desk.
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I jumped in front of my desk.
   
"You, it was all a lie huh. That you were returning me to normal."
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"You, don't lie to yourself, I returned you to normal."
   
I said this to Harakiri Tora. However there was no reply.
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Harakiri Tora said, however there was no reply.
   
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“Hey!”
“Hey……?”
 
   
I brought my face in close. It was motionless without so much as twitching. I grabbed it and shook it, but there was no reaction. Even when seizing the tusks growing from its mouth, they were sown on perfectly and hadn't moved all day. Despite its looks it was just an ordinary plush toy.
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He brought his face closer, twitched but did not move, shaked but did not wave. He grabbed the tusks that had grown from its mouth. Precisely sewn into place, and there was no form of movement. How did I meet this ordinary looking plush doll?
   
Ideas were swirling around my mind. Harakiri Tora the plush toy continued sleeping. Apparently the events that had been happening up until a short while ago didn't actually happen. Perhaps, all of it had just been a dream.
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Ideas swirled around while the plush doll, Harakiri Tora, slept. Perhaps the events that happened a while ago were just a dream.
   
“I see……what a dream.”
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“I see… So it was a dream.”
   
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Joy gradually surged through me.
I steadily began to rejoice.
 
   
“YEAH! It was a dream, it was only a dream!”
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“Great! A dream, it was all a dream!”
   
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Never mind that this has become a monologue. Happiness leaped inside me, inside each non-existent Kämpfer forced to become a woman and fight for no reason.
I don't care that I have started talking to myself. I was jumping for joy. Turning into a woman to be a Kämpfer, as well as being forced to fight under circumstances I don't understand, such outrageous things were no longer happening.
 
   
 
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“Hurray, hurray, with this I’m just an ordinary person. I am unrelated to things like combat!”
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“Hurray, hurray! Now I’m an ordinary person, unrelated to combat, among other things!”
   
I was running around the room while jumping for joy. Even compared to having a year's worth of holidays, it couldn't compare to the joy I was experiencing. After have finished thoroughly jumping for joy, thinking that I should probably go to school, I suddenly looked at my arm.
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I ran around the room in joy, expressing the joy from a year’s worth of holidays; suddenly after jumping for joy, love, and school, I saw my arm.
   
I doubted my own eyes. There was a pale blue bracelet. Could this possibly be……?
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I didn't believe my eyes there I see a light-blue bracelet; what’s this…?
   
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“Well, I wasn’t dreaming.”
“You would agree that it is not a dream, right?”
 
   
Harakiri Tora shook her head while saying that with a sigh.
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Harakiri Tora shook her head with a sigh.
   
   
   
Given tat it was the cruel time for attending school, I went outside in a gloomy mood. When I raised my eyes the sky was cloudy. It was the the worst for improving my mood. and while I looked up outside I saw cloudy weather. This good feeling was the worst.
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Cruelly, school looming over my head created an overcast mood, and while I looked up outside I saw cloudy weather. This good feeling was the worst.
   
"This isn't a dream by any means. This is all reality," Harakari Tiger told me point blank. I wish I heard such a thing, but it seems there's no good in denying it. I asked the question that came to mind "Why were you being silent?", but it had pitifully answered "Since you seemed really delighted."
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"This isn't a dream or anything. This is all reality," Harakari Tiger told me without reserve. I want to act as if I didn't hear him, but it seems as if I have to take it in. I had gotten really pissed, so "Why the poke did you stay silent," I attacked, but "You seemed really happy", it poking answered, seemingly awkwardly.<!--credits to Yoakenohikari-->
   
“But is this not good? It seems you returned to your male form.
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“Don’t do it! You were returned to your immasculine figure!
   
Hearing Harakiri Tora making something like an argument with that manner of speaking was raising my blood pressure.
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Harakiri Tora, admonishing words aren’t meant to raise my blood pressure.
   
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"Good, being hit in such a way is a sure way to return. I wonder if there is a better way?"\
"It's not fine. Having to suffer such a severe blow to change back is the worst. Isn't there a much more preferable means?"
 
   
 
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“In truth you would change back automatically. I just wanted to do it in a mischievous manner.”
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“You actually return automatically, I just wanted to do it in a playful way.”
   
“Don't ever do that.”
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“I’ll kill you.”
   
The area around my abdomen was still painfully throbbing.
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The sides of my abdomen were still throbbing.
   
“Right right. It would be good idea to buy clothes.”
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“Oh yeah, It is probably a good idea to buy clothes.”
   
“I have no interest in fashion.”
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“Hey I’m not interested in fashion.”
   
I in no way understood the idea of spending money on clothes. Even when I browse fashion magazines, all the clothes appear to resemble one another. After all what is fashionable changes frequently.
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Anyways I can’t really understand the idea of spending money on overpriced clothes. I continued to browse fashion magazines, all with similar looking clothes since fashion has looks that change often.<ref>He means he browsed fashion mags before but hes not willing to spend money on the clothes, not that he is currently browsing fashion mags</ref>
   
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“Men aren’t; its women’s clothes we will need after the transformation.”
“I was not talking about menswear. I was talking about women's clothing. Would those not be necessary for when you have transformed.”
 
   
Huh? Why would I ever need to purchase women's clothes?
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Come again? Why would we need to buy women’s clothes?
   
To my doubts, Harakiri Tora nodded as though it was natural.
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To my questioning, Harakiri Tora nodded naturally.
   
“When you metamorphose, your male school uniform transforms into the female one. However that is the only one. Therefore other clothes will not transform.”
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“The transformation works on your men’s uniform for school, it does not change all the clothes of the earth into a feminine version.”
   
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“It’s mutually exclusive for your uniform.”
“Shouldn't it be okay with whatever I happen to be wearing at the time?”
 
   
“Most likely the size wouldn't match.”
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“I probably fit that size best.”
   
Come to think of it, my breasts among other things become huge.
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Not really, that was not made for my huge chest, among other things.
   
But how would I go about getting such things like women’s clothes? If a man were to enter such a shop alone, wouldn't he immediately get treated as a pervert? Moreover when it comes to underwear……I'd rather not think about such topics.
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But do we have to get such things like women’s clothes? Once a man is in the shop, he’ll get treated like a pervert, and… that’s not even considering underwear.
   
 
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“Then, in that case why don't I just turn into a woman?”
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“How do I turn back into a woman?”
   
 
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“As I thought you would.”
“So it has come to this just as expected.”
 
 
“Don't be so delighted about it. I was only asking.”
 
   
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“Do not just say so happily, I just asked…”
“It was not me who made you transform just now, that was something that happens automatically. For the time being.”
 
   
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“I was returned a while ago, automatically, how do I return at the moment?”
“And the conditions are?”
 
   
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“Since in addition, now it will be revealed.”
"That is something you will become clear from now on."
 
   
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Shit! I remember, this stuffed animal is an agent of the devil.
This plush toy, it seems that it's going to put on airs of superiority until the bitter end. Damn it. I won't forget this.
 
   
Time is up at this point. I was stuck with going to school without any breakfast. Harakiri Tora was saying “Buy some rice to eat on the way, then you can finish it while your walking. Please don't care about getting anything for me.” That was obvious. Who would care about you?
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Times up. I’m going to end up at school without any breakfast. Harakiri Tora was saying “just pick up some rice to eat on the way while walking, do not mind me please.” Naturally as if anyone cares.
   
I was on the verge of being late, but I did stop by a convenience store on the way. In a hurry I purchased onigiri<ref>Rice balls</ref>. As I was previously told, I considered eating it while I was walking, but I gave up on that idea because it was just shameful. It will okay to wait until the first break.
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I was late and it was last minute, I visited a convenience store on the way. Running in to buy onigiri, I thought of eating it on the run, but I decided to stop. For the first time I can rest.
   
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To catch up I ran intently, angling around turns.
In order to make up for being late, I began to run in earnest. I rounded a certain corner.
 
   
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“Uwa!”
“Uwah!”
 
   
“Kyah!”
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“Kyaah!”
   
Having collided with someone, I stumbled. The other person turned around.
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I almost bumped into somebody, and stumbled; The other person also fell.
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“S-sorry, huh?”
“S……sorry. Huh?”
 
   
After apologizing on reflex, I saw the person's face. Oh snap, it was a person I know.
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Apologizing on reflex for the mistake, I see their face. What, Wow! I know this person.
   
 
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“I’m so sorry. I was looking the other way……no way, Natsuru-san?”
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“I’m so sorry, I was looking in a different direction… huh, Natsuru-san?”
   
The other person I had collided with was a girl.
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The other person I had almost ran into, was a girl.
   
"Thank goodness……that's not what I should be saying. But I felt somewhat relieved that it was someone I know."
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"I’m so glad... ah; I can't say that, can I? But because it's someone I know, I feel kinda relieved."
   
Sakura Kaede was laughing to hide her embarrassment.
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Sakura Kaede laughed to hide her embarrassment.
   
She has an invigorating face topped by lustrous hair. She was somewhat short of stature with graceful body lines. Sakura-chan is the idol of the school. Simply put, she was among the top five beautiful gives at our school, and with her personality she was easily at the top. If I who turned into a girl were to be thought of as only "more or less", it would be due to her.
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She is slightly lower in stature, with long refreshingly shiny hair, and an elegant-curvy body. She is the idol of the school; simply put, a beautiful girl numbering in the top five, of which she was certainly at the top. I stuttered and thought to myself “good line” I’ve become a woman.
   
She is an object of many high school boys at our school, and naturally I also admired her. Moreover I have been her classmate since middle school. Speaking on my own behalf, I have been a hardcore admirer.
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She is the heartthrob of many high school boys, and I also admire her; moreover many of my classmates from middle school are hardcore followers.
   
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Sakura-san I will just say “Never mind” and wave my hand.
I waved my hand saying “Don't worry about it” to Sakura-san.
 
   
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“Calm down, you didn’t cause me to fall.”
“It's fine it's fine. Since it's not as though I fell over.”
 
   
“Is that so? Natsuru-san is very kind.”
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“Is that so? Natsuru-san’s kind as always.”
   
This is unbearable. As a benefit of having been in the same class back in middle school, she addresses me by my first name. While being struck by my heart's rapid beating, I feigned calmness.
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Endure! The benefits were the same as in middle school; she called me by my first name then too. My heart was stricken, beating faster while I maintained a calm façade.
   
“Why don't we go to school together?”
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“Want to go to school together?”
   
“That's fine. Since I’m already late.”
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“Sure, since I’m already late.”
   
Sakura-san consented while smiling at me.
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Sakura-san is with me, I grinned to myself.
   
 
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I was so overcome with joy I was able to forget the events from this morning. To be able to go to school with Sakura-san when it's just the two of us, that is a tale of incredible luck. For the boys aiming to become acquainted with her, they'd be willing to pay by the minute for this. Though it was unexpected, since it’s like using up a lifetime of good luck, as of today winning the lottery will likely be impossible.
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Like this I can easily forget the crazy events from this morning. Going to school with Sakura-san makes my story almost lucky; many boys would pay to get this close to her. Unexpectedly alone, it’s like a lifetime of good luck, winning the lottery will be even less possible now.
   
The two of us were walking to school side by side. The mood feels much like a date.
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Two people walking to school; almost feels like a date.
   
“You seem to be cheerful Natsuru-san. Did something good happen?”
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“Sounds fun Natsuru-san; did something good happen?”
   
“It certainly did. I got to meet Sakura-san.”
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“Yep, I’m with Sakura-san.”
   
The line I let slip out could be said to be uncool, but Sakura-san didn't find it foolish at all.
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I wish I hadn’t said that line, it sounds lame. Sakura-san surely won’t fall for that.
   
“Aha. I also think it's nice to have met Natsuru-san. It's a good thing to oversleep on occasion.”
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“Aha, I think I’m glad to have met Natsuru-san on the occasion I overslept for once too.”
   
Replying with such a quality smile, that's one of her favorable points. But Sakura-san, in this situation that can make a man misunderstand.
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That smile only helps to her benefit; but Sakura-san, that can make a man misunderstand.
   
Sorry but I did not misunderstand. It would be expected for her that she'd be going out with someone, yet there are no rumors of such a thing. However many good boys spoke up without wavering, the legend was that, “Even if you passed the exam for Toudai<ref>Short for Tokyo University</ref> you would fail when it came to Kaede. Even for myself when there was this and that opportunity to be with Sakura-san, it is my belief that even if I were to express my feelings it would only end with me being completely rejected. Therefore I should just enjoy the present state of affairs.
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Unfortunately I did not misunderstand; she has all-too-many boys who would like to go out with her, but there are no rumors about her going out with any of them. However, many good boys voices would swing for, “We cannot surpass the Tokaidatte’s fallen maple[Kaede]” it has become a school legend. However, I think there is a gap between me and Sakura-san; in other words it would be suicidal for me. Therefore I should enjoy the present situation.
   
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“This is turning into a good morning , worthy of pleasing Sakura-san.”
   
 
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