Dokuro-chan:Volume1 Chapter2
Chapter Two - The New Heavenly Theatre! Dokuro-chan!
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It was real.
Until very recently, I really was an extremely normal second year junior high school student who gets up at six forty five in the morning, gets into bed by eleven at night and enjoys reading books thirty minutes before sleep.
To completely destroy such a simple life of mine…… Yes, it was a day with such a perfect weather, and on some night where nothing happened.
When I was in my own room (size of six tatamis) turning towards to my desk to do my homework. At this instant, the desk drawer suddenly flew out automatically and aggressively.
My chest was badly hit, and I flew backwards together with my chair.
And then, “Bang” came a sound from the drawer, and from it came a very cute looking girl with a golden halo over her head.
This girl claims to be an angel from the future called Dokuro, here to protect me.
With a sound of “squeak”[unsure the actual sound], her whole body emerged from the drawer and looked at me, who was lying flat on the ground looking up into the ceiling, with white foams coming out from my mouth.
She then widened her eyes like a girl who has spotted a strawberry cake wrapped in plastic on the kitchen table, and showed a beautiful smile.
I swallowed back my white foams, and took in a deep breath, so much so that even goose bumps appeared.
To suddenly be smiled and watched by a girl that seems to have just popped out from his own fantasies, there should be no man in this world who wouldn’t be stunned by this scene.
With watery big eyes; a cheek that looks like it would be soft, firm and cooling forever; An appearance that looks pure and innocent, and a “nice body”[in actual English terms] that can be seen even through her clothes----
Dokuro’s mini skirt suddenly drifted, and she jumped out from the drawer. “That thing” that I saw at that time, I would most probably never forget it for the rest of my life.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
I screamed out without noticing, that aqua blue striped pattern stays fresh within my memories up till now.
“Oh no!!”
Dokuro blushes and quickly puts her hand over her skirt to cover it.
And then----
“Huh……?”
She pulls a seemingly heavy “spiked steel baseball bat” from above directly, and then sweep it downwards with all her might onto the face of the person she met for the first time, me.
With a “Splat!” that murder weapon darkened my visions, my nose bone was smashed, my face ripped off. Something seemed to gush out and hit the ceiling, “pat…..”[sounds like rain hitting a roof? Whats the actual sound?] the realistic sound effects sounded across the room.
I fell onto the floor from my original position with a “bam”. The tunnel of light I saw then, I can never forget it my entire life, even if I want to.
“Ahhhhh……! Sor, Sorry!!”
The girl that landed on the tatami like a feather, used a cute and slender voice that I would want to recorded down on tape to shriek, and then-----
Pipirupirupirupipirupi~ [anyone can add a musicial note at the back? Not sure how to type that]
She raised that steel baseball bat with spikes all over “Bokusatsu kanabo(murdering spiked club) --- Excalibolg” and started dancing like she is waving a magical wand.
Following that, my face, that was smashed in, under the magical light, just like a sponge cake being toasted in an oven, expanded bit by bit, and finally returned to its original state.
“Wa……Wah!?”
I shook my confused head as I crawled backwards to the wall.
And I looked at the girl once more, who had a superbly cute smile and a halo over her head, and that steel club that can be seen as the gatekeeper of Hell in her hand.
As though she was tugged along, the angelic girl shows a cheerful smile, and comes over to look at me.
Unable to turn my eyes away from her, a thought came to my mind----
“What is going to happen to me from now on?”
.---------- This is the story of Dokuro the angel, and a human, me, filled with love, sensation and blood.
1
It is Sunday today.
The time is in the early morning, when one can hear the beautiful chirping sounds of the birds, I woke up from the ringing of the alarm clock as I always do.
“Hmm…… Ah……”
I murmured as I stretched my back lazily, and stretched my hand out to switch my alarm clock off, and rubbed my eyes under the dim shades of light coming in through the curtains, and upon confirming the time on the clock, I opened my mouth..
”This cannot be……!!”
My solid back began to sweat with a “poof”[unsure of actual sound] as the time on the clock shows eleven in the morning.
“Hmmmm……Hm…… Sakura-kun, You---- Are---- So----- Noisy-----……”
Following that, I heard the sleepy and coarse yet tender voice of Dokuro by my ear.
“AH! Sorry Dokuro-chan, waking you up……”
”Huh-----!? By my ear!?”
This moist sweet scent that is coming into my nose, could this be the scent of a girl who just woke up? And right in front of my eyes was an angel halo.
“Huh------!! Do, Dokuro-chan……!!”
The scream in the room six tatami big was swallowed back forcefully as I covered my mouth. This is because Mom and Dad should be on the first floor. If they saw this scene early in the morning, they are sure to think that I am a premature son!
“How did this……”
The warmth of the bed, no, the “Heat”, does not belong to me alone. That’s right, Dokuro, who usually sleeps in the wall wardrobe[built-in wardrobe] is now sleeping soundly beside me.
Wearing a big white shirt as pajamas, Dokuro curls up like a little kitten, with her eyes close, and puts her fist next to her mouth as though fickly.
“Ermmmmm…… Sakura-kun……?”
Dokuro murmurs as she opened her eyes slightly.
And, perhaps because button shirt type of pajamas makes one uncomfortable, the top two buttons were already open……!!
(Gah……!!)
Under the blanket, my body frozen to a scale of ten in Moh’s scale of mineral hardness just like that. (Note: a scale set by German mineralogist Friedrich Mohs [actual text misspelled as Frederich Mohs], and the scale of ten meaning the hardness of diamond) This angel is so much cuter than an American short-furred cat.
Sweat came out in all directions, and my back was dripping wet in an instant.
As long, as long as a young girl stays under the same roof as a boy, this kind of situation is likely to happen. In actual fact, in the life between Dokuro and me, many different kinds of things happen, like unintentional contacts of flesh are a common thing. But that does not mean that this, this kind of thing is allowed! I am still…… I am still only a second year junior high student……!
I gathered all my strength at my throat and swallowed.
No, perhaps I should say that I am a second year junior high student already……
Just at this moment-----
“Hmm……”
Dokuro used her arm to pull me to her side.
“Ah……?”
And then, warmth, softness and helplessness, excitement all came together in a “Gunu~”[咕扭~] or a “Pu~”[噗咻~] manner, towards the part of my body where all the nerves are connected to.
And at that instant!
(Ahhhhhhhhhh!)
My whole body was occupied by the “revolution army”, they were armed and rioting all together. “Fellow comrades, rise!”, “No, you cannot do that!” I shouted to the sergeant.. “You cannot stand up!!” However, the armed citizens from my side refused to obey! Why!? Is it because I am just a boy?
“Sa…ku…ra…kun…”
The sweet and coarse voice’s soft mumblings could be heard.
Not only that, Dokuro’s arms went around my waist and further tightened its grip.
“N, No! Dokuro-chan! We are still……Ahhhh! But……! ……Huh!?”
Me, together with the revolution army within gave out our victory cries of “Oh------!!” And at that moment------
“Wah------! It is coming out! There is something that is coming out------!”
Dokuro used all her might to strangle my body, as though she is squeezing toothpaste out of a tube.
“Dokuro-chan! Dokuro-chan! There is something in my body that is about to be squeezed out from an unnatural hole!!”
”Hmmmmm……? Ah, good morning, Sakura-kun……”
”Let me go……!! Let me go quickly before I die!!”
“Ah! Why did Sakura-kun come into my blankets……!”
“That’s not true! Dokuro-chan is the one who went into my blanket……!”
At the moment as I was shouting at Dokuro with my vision being dim at times, while clear at others------
<Bang!>
Dokuro stretched out her right hand in order to push me away, in her hand was the spiked club Excalibolg, stained with dark red pieces of meat and bone shards.
The pieces of my upper body flew and splattered onto the walls of the room, the still warm blanket was stained red by blood, the fresh blood was even soaked into the cotton in the blanket.
“Ahhh…… Sakura-kun……!!”
Dokuro waved Excaliblog round and round as though she is waving a magical item.
Pipirupirupiru……!
The magical light from the spiked club spread across the room with the size of six tatamis, Dokuro suddenly……
Pipiru……Z Z Z Z Z……
Just like that, Dokuro fell asleep in the middle of the spell.
“Ahhhhhhh! Dokuro-chan! Please, I beg of you, don’t stop half way! Wake up! Wake up quickly! Dokuro-chan! Ah, huh……? Something don’t seem right!? My body, how come it is like……like I became another person! Ah! This is not Perry (Note: Ambassador of America Matthew Calbraith Perry, led four battle cruisers to Nagasaki port in the year 1853, requesting Japan to drop its Sakoku (disallows people to enter or leave Japan check wiki for more information)), is it!? Change me back quickly!”
I shook Dokuro’s body continuously.
“Ah, sorry……”
Dokuro waved the spiked club half awake, half sleeping.
Pi---……
“Huu……(sound of soft breathing)”
“Wah……Wah……Wah……”
I twisted my body, kicked the blanket away, and got out from my little nest. Then I checked my face and body with a mirror while looking at Dokuro, who was sleeping soundly.
Dokuro puts on a cute sleeping face that looks as though nothing has happened, and stuffs her face into the pillow.
There is nothing I can do about her. Every holiday, Dokuro will always sleep until around two in the afternoon like some useless creature.
However, that is the key factor to my plans today.
The title is “The F.I.G.H.T for a Date Without Dokuro!” (Special effects for the wordings appear)
And the person to date is of course, Shizuki.
This is an extremely good plan by using Dokuro’s habit of sleeping until the late afternoon.
…… Oh no. This is not the time to be here doing this kind of thing! The scheduled meeting time is eleven, I will definitely be late if I continue to waste my time here!
I better pick up my pace. If I am late on a day like this, then the hope of having a successful date with Shizuki today would be at the brink of destruction. And, if the plan went smoothly, maybe…… Maybe……!
I intend to wear a new underwear before the meeting, as this shows the pride of men.
Pulling down my underwear aggressively, as I was about to take it off, I suddenly recalled Dokuro, who was sleeping at the side untidily dressed.
I pull my underwear up back quickly.
Even though Dokuro is still in a deep slumber, I still feel embarrassed to change just beside her.
Looking more closely, the soundly sleeping Dokuro’s pajamas were shifted due to her rough sleeping habits, so much so that her belly button is exposed.
I surrender. If she is left alone, Dokuro might get a flu from her exposed tummy. Planning to leave Dokuro in the room and venture into the new world alone, I could not bring myself to leave her like this. Even if I can forgive myself, I cannot escape my own conscience. Hmph, that’s right, this is only natural. If I do not help Dokuro pull her pajamas back in place, Dokuro would get chilled.
Just like a chant, my mouth mumbles, and I reached towards Dokuro’s messy pajamas, and right at this moment------
