Kamisama no Memochou:Volume 6 Chapter 1 - Revision history

Rxls at 06:58, 23 July 2017

2017-07-23T06:58:40Z

← Older revision		Revision as of 06:58, 23 July 2017
Line 1,486:		Line 1,486:
	<noinclude>		<noinclude>

	==References==		===Translator's Notes and References===
	<references/>		<references/>

Sbnull: mainly typos

2016-11-02T07:47:45Z

mainly typos

Show changes

Teh Ping at 06:52, 21 October 2016

2016-10-21T06:52:20Z

← Older revision		Revision as of 06:52, 21 October 2016
Line 3:		Line 3:
	'Le Rogue et Le Noir' Stendhal/ Translated by Kobayashi Masaki		'Le Rogue et Le Noir' Stendhal/ Translated by Kobayashi Masaki

	===Chapter 1===		==Chapter 1==

	The protagonist of the story I am going to say next was a man who really amazed me.		The protagonist of the story I am going to say next was a man who really amazed me.
Line 1,483:		Line 1,483:

	“This is my request, and I'll pay how much it needs to be. Wreck Min-san's marriage.”		“This is my request, and I'll pay how much it needs to be. Wreck Min-san's marriage.”

			<noinclude>

	==References==		==References==
	<references/>		<references/>

	~~<noinclude>~~
	{\| border="1" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="margin: 1em 1em 1em 0; background: #f9f9f9; border: 1px #aaaaaa solid; padding: 0.2em; border-collapse: collapse;"		{\| border="1" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="margin: 1em 1em 1em 0; background: #f9f9f9; border: 1px #aaaaaa solid; padding: 0.2em; border-collapse: collapse;"
	\|-		\|-

Teh Ping at 10:12, 23 August 2016

2016-08-23T10:12:41Z

Show changes

Teh Ping at 14:02, 19 August 2016

2016-08-19T14:02:31Z

Show changes

Teh Ping at 08:40, 18 August 2016

2016-08-18T08:40:20Z

Show changes

Teh Ping at 03:30, 16 August 2016

2016-08-16T03:30:24Z

← Older revision		Revision as of 03:30, 16 August 2016
Line 319:		Line 319:

	Dumbfounded, I stealthily nudged the door aside. Ayaka and I could see Hiro wearing an apron, tossing the ramen skillfully at the same time.		Dumbfounded, I stealthily nudged the door aside. Ayaka and I could see Hiro wearing an apron, tossing the ramen skillfully at the same time.



			October began, and 'Ramen Hanamaru' was engulfed in a strange passionate vortex of pink.

			A group of high school girls began invading after school, and also, even the number of female customers have obviously increased. Initially, most of Hiro's girlfriends wanted to see this strange scene of 'Hiro working', but through word of mouth, more girls were lured into seeing this handsome chap who cooks ramen.

			“...In other words, Hiro, you gave up on the NEET lifestyle and proudly began work to interact with many high school girls?”

			One week later, Major finally popped by at the back door of 'Hanamaru', asking this in displeasure as he glared at the girls of our girls hollering and crowding the kitchen.

			“Hm, yeah, that's the case.”

			“You're so weak!”

			Major reached his hand out for the goggles, shaking his head.

			This baby-faced guy, wearing a splinter camouflage helmet and a deep green army jacket may look like an elementary school kid, but he's actually an active college student. His nickname is Major, one of the irresponsible people around Alice.

			“You sought the path of a hikikomori, Hiro, and now you are willing to turn yourself from being the one who leech a woman dry into someone who is leeched. You disappoint me.”

			Well, I didn't find it disappointing, but I did find it strange somewhere. Was Hiro the kind of person who would ignore his own image for the sake of wooing girls? Well, speaking of which, starting work is a good thing, but I just couldn't help but wonder if there was some other intention to it.”

			“Vice Admiral Fujishima, why didn't you stp him? Hiro's one of the important leaders to us NEETs. Now he's going to disappear due to the bubble called capitalism!”

			“It'll be better for this world if that vanishes, right...”

			As his attire might imply, Major was a bonafide military nut, and for some reason, he kept calling me Vice Admiral. Despite the rank of a Vice Admiral being higher than that of a Major, I never saw him show me any respect (and if he did, I'll be really troubled.) Major rattled off on me, and suddenly slammed the kitchen door, saying, “I shall go save Hiro myself.”

			“Min-san, is the meringue hard enough now?”

			“I added too much lemon juice by accident!”

			“Wait! Didn't I say not to squash the strawberry? The juice will dampen the cheese's flavor.”

			“There's quite a lot of liquor here. Is it alright to sell this at the culture festival?”

			“It's fine. It's delicious after all!”

			“Hiro~ Two more plates of fried dumplings please!”

			“Okie! Ayaka, three bowls of Tsukemen coming up!”

			“Okay. Sorry to keep you waiting!”

			There were cheers of girls who seemed to be optimistic about their lives filling the steamed scent of ramen, and Major literally fainted on the spot.



			Even Alice was caught amongst the collateral.

			“Listen, Narumi! Don't ever let those girls near the office from now on!”

			Alice said as she stood on the bed, her hands on her waist, fuming so badly her black hair was trembling.

			Ayaka would occasionally mention Alice in the classroom, and our classmates felt interested as a result. Those girls got increasingly daring, barging into Min-san's house to learn how to make ice cream, and also entered the NEET detective agency on the pretense that they wanted to bring their ice cream to Alice. Well, that happened yesterday.

			“I admit that it was my failure to be lured by the temptation of sweets and let them in. However, have they really gone through the necessary education of a cultured civilization? Your classmates couldn't distinguish between me and the dolls!”

			Whenever they saw Alice, the girls eyes sparkled, exclaiming things like “So cute!” “Like a doll!” “Let me hug you!” and leapt towards her, cuddling her.

			“Goodness! Master, Ayaka and even Mao are all the same. Why do girls want to hug me the moment they see me?”

			“...Well, I guess that feeling is understandable. After all, you're cute, Alice.”

			I tried explaining, and Alice froze up, her face reddened immediately, steam rushing out as though there was a whistle.

			Her lips were quivering.

			“...Wh-wh-wh-wh-what did you say?”

			Now she's not speaking in proper Japanese. Seriously. What's with her? If she's still embarrassed, I can understand, but why is she so agitated?

			“What did you just say? Wh-what did you say about me?”

			“Well, you're as cute as a doll, so it's no wonder the girls want to hug you--”

			“Wh-wh-wh-wh-what delusions are you thinking about you?”

			“That's not a delusion. Didn't I say that about you before?”

			“I never heard of it!”

			Eh? Really? Now that she mentioned it, I guess I never actually told Alice this straight to the face. But did she never have any realization of her own appearance?

			“I-I-I never thought you would say that, yo-you want to embrace me.”

			“No no, what are you saying now? That's impossible.”

			“What do you mean by impossible?”

			Why are you getting angry because of this? There's reason for girls to say that, but if a guy is to say that, that's criminal.”

			However, Alice started throwing empty cans of Dr. Pepper at me, and I had no choice but to run away from the office.

Teh Ping at 04:23, 15 August 2016

2016-08-15T04:23:12Z

@@ Line 196: / Line 196: @@
 Alice finished the food in the bowl, and angrily turned her head away from me. The slender shoulders were completely submerged in the rich black hair.
-Finally, the sound of rapid-fire typing echoed, and a messy garble of text appeared on the many monitors on the walls. Only when Alice reaches out for the crimson can placed on the side table—Dr Pepper would the typing stop. This hikkikomori was so picky with her food, it's unbelievable. Every day, she would eat a little amount of vegetables, and it was common of her to order ramen that could not be considered ramen at all, no noodles and soup added. I was told that she could obtain most of her nutrients from Dr Pepper alone.
+Finally, the sound of rapid-fire typing echoed, and a messy garble of text appeared on the many monitors on the walls. Only when Alice reaches out for the crimson can placed on the side table—Dr Pepper would the typing stop. This hikikomori was so picky with her food, it's unbelievable. Every day, she would eat a little amount of vegetables, and it was common of her to order ramen that could not be considered ramen at all, no noodles and soup added. I was told that she could obtain most of her nutrients from Dr Pepper alone.
 Alice's not an ordinary detective, but a NEET detective. She hardly leaves this cramped server room, but she's able to hard into all kinds of sites, and extract massive amounts of data all day long. And I'm the assistant to this detective.
@@ Line 295: / Line 295: @@
 “I can only retort one by one! I'll be able to win 2 M-1 Grand Prix championships If I'm able to retort more than once!”<ref>M-1 Grand Prix takes place every December, and is a manzai comedy competition, a type of stand-up comedy in Japan.</ref>
 ==References==
 <references/>

Teh Ping at 12:04, 14 August 2016

2016-08-14T12:04:20Z

@@ Line 237: / Line 237: @@
 And so, Hiro and I were chased out of the office. What was that about?
 ==References==
 <references/>

Teh Ping at 08:06, 14 August 2016

2016-08-14T08:06:08Z

@@ Line 172: / Line 172: @@
 "What do you want me to do?"
-Alice was in agony under the pile of dolls, and not only was the hair caught by the hook of the garterbelt, the zipper on the back was caught in the eye button. Truly a deplorable state.
+Alice was in agony under the pile of dolls, and not only was the hair caught by the hook of the garter-belt, the zipper on the back was caught in the eye button. Truly a deplorable state.
 Hurry and get me out, and don't hurt my friends (those dolls) no matter what, cover your eyes! Alice gave me one difficult task after another, and I decided to ignore the last one as I crawled onto the bed to carefully remove her long hair from the hook, freeing the dolls.
@@ Line 182: / Line 182: @@
 "What? If you have anything to say, say it."
 <references/>