Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume6.5 Me and the Seaside and the Festival Uproar Second Half
Me and the Seaside and the Festival Uproar (Second Half)
“Arre…? This, where is this…?”
I seem to see a very pretty flower field there…but it’s covered with fog, so I can’t really tell.
“That’s weird…I remember I was playing at the beach, right…?”
What I see in front of me is a wide river. That’s definitely not the sea.
Butterflies[1] are fluttering amidst the blooming flowers. I can vaguely smell sweet flowers and fruit. It’s like I’m in an imagination.
“It’s so pretty it looks otherworldly…”
I can’t help but mutter to myself.
Yeah. If I have to say it, this place looks like it links to that world or something—
“Wait, not good! Will I really die if I don’t go back!?”
Isn’t this the real Sanzu river in the first place!? Am I dying!?
“Over here! Hurry over here!”
“It’s nothing scary! This is a good place!”
“There’re all sorts of nice things to eat. All sorts of entertainment everywhere!”
Hiii! They’re calling me! Those unfamiliar people on the other side are waving at me and calling me to go over! Speaking of which, isn’t the one on the right most side my dead grandfather!? Not good! It’ll be bad if I listen to them!
I look closely, and see my great-grandmother and my relatives who died in a traffic accident. It’s a gathering of the dead people I’m familiar with! I have to hurry up and say goodbye to this place—
“Don’t be scared, Akihisa. This side is a nice place.”
'“NOT THERE, YUUJI! WHY ARE YOU WAVING AT ME!? CAN’T YOU JUST MIX AROUND WITH THE PEOPLE OVER THERE! YOU’LL REALLY BE UNABLE TO COME BACK!”'
“Hahaha, don’t be scared, Akihisa. Can’t you see that I’m very healthy here? There’s no need to worry about coming here, right…”
“WAKE UP, YUUJI! FASTER! YOU’RE BECOMING AN EVIL SPIRIT! HALF OF YOUR BODY HAS BECOME A SPIRIT!”
“Ah really, I’m sorry here. But that’s not the case, Akihisa. It’s really good here. I’m happy here everyday—”
“Is, is that so? Is it really alright? You aren’t lying, are you, Yuuji?”
“Yeah, of course it’s fine. It’s really fun, very fun, fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun—!!”
“FAREWELL, YUUJI! I WON’T FORGET YOU!”
I turn around and dash away from the riverbank with all my strength. So that guy’s a lose cause…! Farewell, my bad friend. I’ll continue living for your sake at least…!
“I can’t accept that you’re the only one being saved…”
The curse rained on my back feels abnormally real and scary.
“We’re actually still alive…”
“Ahh…I can’t really remember, but I think we really went to hell once…”
“To be honest, I’d thought that you guys lost it when you were sleeptalking…”
The four of us are in the pension living room, sitting on the sofa, glad that everything is over. It’s really a wonderful thing to still be alive. Looks like we didn’t have any amnesia; we definitely must thank God for giving us a strong body.
“But this is really unexpected.”
“Hm? What is it?”
“See, didn’t we do something really bad, Yuuji?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
“…And you went off to hook up other girls even though you’re with girls. It’s very rude.”
Muttsurini tells us off. Yes, we’re reflecting on it…
“But don’t you find that the punishment is a little too light?”
“Yeah. It’s really soft of them to let go of us like that.”
“I’d feel that it can’t be considered light of you to be punished till a near-death experience…”
Unfortunately, the people around us seem to be different from the world, so I guess we shouldn't be bothered about it.
“That means.”
“Yeah. There’s still that move later.”
As expected…how depressing…
“What should we do? Shall we run?”
“No, we can’t run until we understand their intentions. If they forgive us, we’ll end up angering them even more.”
“In other words, we’ll end up alerting them?”
Yuuji’s right here. It’s a happy trip, so maybe everyone’s in a good mood and forgave us. If we think of it this way, it’ll be really stupid of us since we’re going to be pursued again if we run.
“And aren’t we going to a festival in a town nearby? They can’t possibly do anything outrageous even if they want to—I, believe…”
“Well, so we’ll be holding food for them or treating them to something…”
“…Isn’t that just like normal?”
Well, that sounds like it.
“Well, whatever.”
“Yeah. We’ll die if we run anyway. We’ll just lose out if we’re concerned here.”
“Yeah.”
“…How optimistic.”
This is the trick of not feeling pressurized in life.
“But they sure are slow. How long does it take to change anyway?”
Yuuji looks at his watch. It’s been past 30 minutes since the girls said they’re going to change. Even if it’s not like they’re going to beat us guys for changing in 5 minutes, they really spent quite some time changing. Is it really troublesome to change out of their swimsuits?
“““Kept you waiting!”””
The sweet voices ring, and the bedroom door’s opened at the same time.
“You people really spent some time—ohh!”
“Oh, amazing. So you’re preparing for such things.”
“…It’s understandable why you spent time.”
“I see. Yukatas. Everyone’s really suited for it.”
The girls (except Hideyoshi) walk out from the other side of the door, wearing yukatas of all sorts of colors. There’s blue, purple, pink and white. No, not just the colors, even the patterns are different. There’re Morning Glories, Peonies, even grapes. It’s just feels like we’re at a model exhibition of new yukatas as we see the line of people there. Of course, one of the reasons is that they’re all pretty and have nice figures.
“Heh~ pretty~ you girls look rather attractive after changing hairstyles.”
“Is, is that so?”
Himeji-san raises her sleeves and spin around a few times. Yes yes. That’s cute.
“I didn’t expect myself to wear these too.”
My sister is looking at her own yukata in a rather lost manner beside Himeji-san. Speaking of which, I don’t think I see a yukata in nee-san’s luggage…
“We secretly measured the sizes for everyone before this. Akira-san’s yukata was prepared by Shouko-chan.”
Kirishima-san and nee-san are around the same height, so I guess the height should be perfect.
“This is the first time I’m wearing a yukata.”
“Ah, that’s right. You came back from overseas, Minami.”
“It’s a little hard to walk it. it feels weird.”
Minami uses her hand to move the obi and skirt to try and make herself comfortable. And then, she reaches her hand in to loosen the back collar. The white slender neck that was covered in sunblock before enters my eyes.
Wha, what should I say…
“……Hoo……”
“? Wha, what is it, Aki?”
“Ah, ahh, no! it’s nothing!”
I frantically look away from Minami’s neck.
Why…? Why is it that I find Minami’s especially attractive even though it suits everyone…?
(Yoshii-kun. Did your heart just flutter when you looked at Shimada-san?)
Kudou-san quietly moves towards me and whispers.
(Wha, what are you saying, Kudou-san! I’m not—)
(Fufufu. Shimada-san looks really cute in that yukata, right? You see, a yukata doesn’t need to worn by people with large breasts just to look good, right? In that case, Shimada-san looks really cute when she has outstanding aspects everywhere else. Yukatas are saving graces for Shimada-san and me since we have smaller breasts.)
(Eve, even if you say so, I don’t understand what you’re saying at all.)
(Hmm…? Is that so? If you don’t understand, I’ll teach you. Watch this, okay?)
Kudou-san says as she puts her hand on the collar and turns to Muttsurini.
“Here.”
“……!? (SPLLAATTTTEEEERRRRR)”
Muttsurini’s face release fresh red flowers as he sees the skin revealed from the opened yukata. At that moment, my bad friend suddenly collapses to the brink of death.
“Mu, Muttsurini-kun!? What happened to you!?”
“…What, exactly, did I do to you…?”
I see Muttsurini saying this begrudgingly from far away as he collapses.
“See? Muttsurini-kun’s more excited than usual, right? It’s because I’m wearing a yukata even though I have small breasts, so I look more attractive.”
“Hm…about this, I don’t really understand how it’s any different from usual, and I don’t have a feeling…”
Is it psychology at work? I think I’m seeing Muttsurini spurting more nosebleed than usual.
“Are you still alive, Muttsurini!? Who did such a cruel thing to you!?”
“……I, probably won’t be able to make it…”
“Pull yourself through, Muttsurini! You can’t die yet!”
“……But, this might…be a good way to die…”
“…Well, I’d say that I’m a fool for worrying for you…”
Speaking of which, I think Muttsurini brought enough blood bags to last till tomorrow.
Anyway, I hand over the blood bags Muttsurini kept chilled to Hideyoshi. Behind me, Kirishima-san is saying something to Yuuji.
“…Yuuji, how’s my yukata?”
I can’t tell from her expression, but Kirishima-san seems to be moving towards Yuuji and showing off how she looks in the yukata. The black long hair and the bright purple yukata do match each other.
“Hm? Ahh, yeah~…it suits you, doesn’t it?”
Yuuji may be guilty over trying to talk up other girls as he praises Kirishima-san. What a dishonest guy. He deserves a thousand deaths.
“…Then, do you want to want to get married with me?”
“Not at all.”
“…Then, do you want to want to get married with me?”
“Chances of it are as big as a speck of dust.”
“…Then, Yuuji—”
“Not even a speck.”
“—Do you want to live…?”
“Ohh! You’re really so cute, Shouko! I’ve changed my impression of you!”
“…You’re really dishonest, Yuuji.”
“You…that was a ‘threat’ when I said it before you continued…”
“…Mother-in-law taught me that methods of earning love are unscrupulous.”
Kirishima-san’s really not giving off.
“Let’s go to the festival then. We might not be able to catch up if we often do such things?”
My sister claps her hands to prompt everyone. Is it this time already to say that we might not able to make it? The sun just set; I think it’s still too early to close shops.
“That’s right, Akira-san. It’ll be bad if we can’t make it.”
“Let’s hurry. This is the second time I’m at a Japanese festival. I’m really looking forward to it~”
“…It’ll be bad if we’re late.”
“I’m really looking forward to it. let’s hurry off.”
“Let’s hurry”. The girls continue to repeat. Well, I just feel a little weird here.
“Yuuji, why are they so urgent?”
“Who knows? Maybe the food’s better than the sightseeing? I’m hungry too. It’s not like I don’t understand how they feel.”
“…Takoyaki, yakisoba, Sukiyaki.”
Now that they say that, I’m hungry too. I can think of the burnt chili sauce for some reason.
“Aki-kun, you all should get ready.”
“Yes—eh? Nee-san, we’re going there by car?”
My sister’s holding onto the car keys. I thought we’ll be walking there…
“Yes. It takes a longer distance to reach that place than the seaside, and it’ll be more convenient for us to have a change of clothes if we want to carry them.”
“Oh~”
It’s not easy to walk in yukatas? I think it’s more restraining to have a spare set of clothing just in case. It’s true that we have to be concerned since Minami’s not used to wearing yukatas.
“Then, after the seaside, let’s enjoy the festive spirit summer provides.”
“Yeah.”
“…We might get some good shots.”
“Sure feels like summer.”
We’re already elated just by imagining the festive songs we will hear.
