Tilea’s Worries – Chapter 32

Lending somebody your chest means that as a higher-ranked student, you’ll spar with a weaker student to give them practice. I’m not sure if we have an equivalent in English martial arts jargon.


Chapter 32 – “Shall we have tea?” (Middle)

“Haha, I’m garbage. Absolutely garbage. I’m just a former chuunibyou NEET after alll~”

I was depressed from their mental attacks. They probably didn’t mean it, but their verbal attacks all hit me in the vitals. It’s like the old wounds from my past life are being gouged open again.

You know, Oneechan needs to restore her Life Points, so she’s going to hole up in her shell a little, okay?

While I was grumbling to myself in depression,

“Are you listening, Oneesama? Oneesama!”

Ha-!? Timu’s voice brought me back to earth.

No good, no good. What am I going to achieve by living in the past!

My name is Tilea. I’m different from that garbage Shioda who lived his life as a NEET. I’m the poster girl for the restaurant “Berum”, and a fine chef.

Get a hold of yourself!

“Sorry, Timu. I wasn’t listening. So, what were you asking?”

“Yes. Oneesama, besides the 『Killer Nunchaku』 you have plenty of other splendid divine techniques, yes? As I recall, it was seven-hundred and seventy-seven of them…”

“UU-!? Timu, you actually remembered.”

“I am also very curious about this, Tilea-sama. I am told that the fist technique you used to crush the Demonic Evil Three was splendid.”

Ah, the “Pepsi Roll” huh? Timu was too persistent in asking about how I defeated the dokyun, so I ended up demonstrating and explaining it to her. Although it couldn’t be helped in that situation, committing violence isn’t something that you’re supposed to praise, but… I ended up explaining how the fight went in detail. Though I’m saying this about myself, there really should be limits to getting carried away.

But Timu’s eyes were glittering, so…

Huu, is she going to ask about techniques again? These two are chuunibyou as well, so I’m sure my techniques tickled their fancy.

I totally get it. They’re techniques that I created during the peak of my chuunibyou after all. Even if they’re two different worlds, the way that chuunibyou think is all the same.

Can’t be helped. Now that they’re looking at me with those expectant eyes, I can’t disappoint them. The whole point of today’s break was to communicate after all.

“I guess it can’t be helped. Well then, just a little, okay?”

“Thank you very much!”

Both pairs of eyes sparkled at the same time. Now that they’re looking forward to it that much, it’s become embarrassing for me instead. I’m sure these two will writhe about in embarrassment as well, once their chuunibyou heals.

“Eh~ Ahem. First of all, there is something that all chuunibyou will learn without exception; the 『Hamemameha』, 『Baban Stresh』 and 『Itsue no Kiwami(Mastery of Five Layers)』.”

“Mumumu… They sound deeply interesting. What kind of techniques are they?”

“Important techniques that are so important that you could even say were techniques that every chuunibyou learnt without exception.”

“Just hearing that makes them sound to be very mighty techniques.”

“I was a chuunibyou too, so they’re included in my Seven-Hundred and Seventy-Seven Techniques of the Evil God. You could even call them techniques indispensable to a chuunibyou. In particular, pretty much every boy in Japan has experience with the 『Hamemameha』.”

“What kind of technique is the 『Hamemameha』?”

“Hmm~ It’s not magic. You could call it a ki bullet I suppose. You fire ki at the enemy.”

“If it is ki bullets, then many humans in the previous war used such a technique. Only, they weren’t so powerful a technique that they could overcome a demon’s magic barrier.”

“Hu hu, if you used 『Hamemameha』 at max power, you could even destroy the moon, you know.”

“G-, Goodness! I haven’t even heard of even a grand magic capable of destroying a celestial body. And for that to be accomplished by a ki bullet with far less might than magic is…”

“Amazing, right? Did that surprise you?”

“Y-, Yes. I was shocked. A-, And Oneesama…”

“Yes, I practiced it. So much that everybody was shocked(disgusted)…”

I looked back on my past with distant eyes. Right. It was when I was in primary school. I wanted to use ki waves no matter what, so I used all of my pocket money and new years money, and borrowed money from my parents to make up the rest. It was a 12-part qigong correspondence course.

Even though I splendidly completed it…

It was completely useless.

Everyone around me was like, “What kind of stupid crap are you doing!” though. Yeah. I just really wanted to fire a ki wave!

“Then what is 『Baban Stresh』?”

“That’s a sword technique. It’s a technique where you release something like sword ki from your blade.”

“In that case, I have seen humans use something similar as well. And also, Demon General Zanza is a magic swordsman, and he can cut everything down within a few dozen metres radius of himself. Is it something like that?”

Not bad, Timu. More backstory on the Demon King Army, is it? But you know, you still have far to go. When Oneechan was in her past life, her chuunibyou wasn’t half-baked, okay?

“Hu hu, the amazing part about 『Baban Stresh』 is that it isn’t just a normal slash. Not just solids, and liquids, but even gases; in other words, even the atmosphere can be rent to pieces with it.”

“G-, Goodness! If it is just cutting boulders or the sea, examples like that are as common as pebbles, but in all ages and nations, never has there been an example of rending the sky.”

“Amazing, right? After all, it cuts through solids, liquids, and gases all at once.”

“And of course, Oneesama, you…”

“Yes, I practiced it. So much that everybody was shocked(disgusted)…”

Of course I never missed a chance with a broom during school clean-up, but I also did it with an umbrella when it rained. Back when I was really into it, I’d do it for a few hours a day. I might have been the only one who did it so much that my elbow joints were inflamed. No, Japan is wide. I shouldn’t be the only one.

“Then what is the 『Itsue no Kiwami(Mastery of Five Layers)?』

“That’s a fist technique. You destroy the target with a barrage of punches.”

“In that case, it’s similar to Nielsen’s secret technique, Bomber Fire[Super Demonic Flame Burst Fist], isn’t it.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Naive, Timu. The amazing thing about 『Itsue no Kiwami』 is that it can pulverise absolutely anything.”

“Such a thing is possible!? W-, What is the principle behind that?”

“Ummmm~ First you strike the target with your first. And then while the vibrations are passing through it, you immediately strike again. And you repeat that five times.”

“I see. That makes sense, Tilea-sama. In other words, a linked oscillation, correct? As expected of you, Tilea-sama. I would by all means like to try this out myself!”

“Heh! Nielsen. Did Oneesama not warn us only a moment ago? You are being too ‘chuuneebyoh’. Honestly, you get too passionate whenever it comes to battles.”

“I am ashamed. When Tilea-sama spoke of such an exceptionally splendid technique, my blood as a warrior ended up boiling.”

“Well, that’s fine, isn’t it Niel. I know how you feel. When a chuunibyou hears about something like that, they end up wanting to try it no matter what.”

“Huhu, did you say the same thing as Nielsen in your past life?”

“Ugu-, yes. It’s natural that I wanted to try it after learning about it.”

“Truly…”

Saying that, Pervert(Nielsen) started to look like he really wanted to try it. It’d probably be better for him to just let it out. Stress isn’t good. Chuunibyou isn’t something that you can forcefully stop, after all. By all means, let’s have him shout “ITSUE NO KIWAMI!” and start chaining punches. Sometimes acting like a child again is good for――no, no. Pervert(Nielsen) is always a child.

“Niel, if you want to try it, then go ahead.”

“Understood. Well then, please excuse me.”

Pervert(Nielsen) stood up from his chair, and took some solid mass out from his pocket. Is this something like a karateka’s tiles? How prepared. After putting that on the ground,

“HAAH-!”

with a shout, Pervert(Nielsen) drove his fist into it.

GUSHAH, rang the sound of something smashing.

Oi, what happened to shouting the name of the technique?

Even though the real thrill of it is shouting “ITSUE NO KIWAMIIIIIII!” while you do it…

Well, I suppose everybody has their own way of enjoying things. He didn’t shout the name of the technique, but he was probably too concentrated on the punch. As long as he’s getting into it, I guess it doesn’t matter.

“W-, What a spectacular technique! Thanks to you, Tilea-sama, I have made great strides in my secret technique. Please look!”

I looked at what Pervert(Nielsen) held out in his hand.

Mn!? Some kind of metal-ey thing has been crushed to pieces. It’s the mass that Pervert(Nielsen) took out earlier, but…

What on earth is this? Well, it’s something that Pervert(Nielsen) broke with his fists, so I’m sure it isn’t metal. Maybe wood painted metallic or something?

“Not bad, Nielsen. Is this that?”

“Yes. It is orichalchum. My secret technique was born anew when I included the principle that Tilea-sama spoke of.”

“Umu. It splendidly smashed the orichalcum. The force of that strike would likely pass through even my magic barrier.”

“Your praise humbles me.”

Oooooh~ It looks like they’re having fun. I used to play like that too. I’d just grab some rotten wood from somewhere and punch it with “Itsue no Kiwami”, you see. All chuunibyou sufferers do the exact same thing, don’t they. Well, they’re having a fun tea-time, so I’m not so boorish as to spoil their fun.

“Not bad, Niel. To master it with just one try. That’s enough to acknowledge you as a master of this technique. Come on, try hitting me.”

I held out my palm in front of Pervert(Nielsen) like a boxing coach with a mitt. It’s like family time where you spend time with each other, except it’s employee-employer time. I’ll play along with you guys too.

“H-, However, striking you with such a mighty technique, is…”

“Nielsen, that is a needless worry. Do you think that Oneesama is inferior to orichalcum?”

“Right, come on. I’m harder than orichalcum, you know?”

“That is certainly true. Well then, Tilea-sama, please lend me your chest. I will be striking with all my might, so please take care.”

Whoa, hang on! You don’t have to get so serious that you’re going all out you know――wai-, hey, you have no intention of listening to me, huh.

Pervert(Nielsen) was looking at me in a trance. Seems he’s already become the character ‘Nielsen the Warrior’.

Hahh, can’t be helped.

Even if Pervert(Nielsen) goes all out, it won’t amount to much anyway.

Filled with confidence, I held out my palm. And when I did, Pervert(Nielsen) clenched his fist and threw a strike with his entire body weight behind it.

“TOAHHHHH! Bomber Fire![Super Demonic Flame Burst Fist!]”

The sound of metal hitting metal resounded through our surroundings. Pervert(Nielsen)’s hand had struck into my palm with all his power.

“OHHH, THAT HURTS! THAT HURTS DAMMIT OWWWWWWW!

I mercilessly thrust my fist into the back of Pervert(Nielsen)’s head. Blown away, he rolled against the ground.

That really hurt. I felt it in my bones. That’s why you need to read the mood, damnit!

To think that he got carried away and hit me for real.

Owowow. Not bad for Pervert(Nielsen). Did he awaken or something? Honestly, my hand better not be fractured.


  1. Baban Stresh is a parody of Avan’s Strash. In Dragon Quest – Dai’s Great Adventure, Avan teaches Dai the Avan’s Strash. Although Dai is taught the Earth Slash and Wave Slash, he needs to acquire the Air Slash on his own.
  2. Itsue no Kiwami is a parody of Futae no Kiwami(Mastery of Two Layers), a technique used in Rurouni Kenshin. I think how it works is, attacking with the fist to deform a target to its limit, and then immediately striking the same point with the wrist to break past the target’s limit.
  3. Please tell me you know what the Hamemameha is based on.

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Reika-sama – 004

gokigen’yoh: if you haven’t experienced marimite or anything featuring a lot of rich girls, ‘gokigen’yoh’ is basically the ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye’ for rich girls.


“Reika-ojousama, welcome home.”

A car from my family came to pick me up at school.
It was to avoid abductions and the like, and with study and practice materials already onboard, I headed to my afterschool lessons instead of home.

The life of an ojousama is hectic.

After school I almost always go to practice of some sort.
Unlike the children going to public primary schools in their neighbourhood, the students at my school all live at different places, so to begin with we couldn’t just leave our stuff and go play together, but even without that everybody was busy with lessons, so after school it was just ‘gokigen’yoh’.

Now then, today’s lessons are for flower arrangement and piano.

*imouto*

“I have returned.”

Aahh, so tired. It really is hard studying two things at the same time.
Piano is pretty fun in its own way, but flower arrangement is…
Honestly, it’s all one’s sense in aesthetics for that.
Once again, my flower arrangement was a mess today, and it didn’t turn out too well.
Apparently my arrangement didn’t look complete to my teacher, because she asked me what I was going to do next, but that was pretty much the limit for my pleb aesthetics, so no matter how much you ask, Teacher, nothing else will come of it you know?

In the end my teacher said, “Now wouldn’t it be better like this?” before plucking things out and rearranging it, and the end result was an arrangement that had nearly none of my work in it.
I’m sorry for being a poor student, Teacher.

After changing out of my uniform I headed to the living room and found that Oniisama had just returned home.

“Welcome home, Oniisama!”

“I’m back, Reika.”

Right. I didn’t know it, but Kisshouin Reika had a brother, you know.

To begin with, Kisshouin Reika only appeared as a villainess, so unlike the protagonist or the Emperor, we never got to learn much about her family.
At most, her parents appeared a little during the engagement incident.
And the readers didn’t want to know to begin with.
Ah-, tears are…

“Oniisama, were you at club activities today?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

My brother Kisshouin Takateru is 13 years old, and 7 years my elder. Right now he’s in his second year of Zui’ran’s middle school section.
He’s in the kyudo club, and goes there a few times a week.

Takateru-oniisama is such a gentle and upright person that I couldn’t believe that he was that Reika’s sibling.

“Your private tutor is coming after dinner tonight, right? Then until dinner, won’t you listen to my story?”

I love Oniisama.
In my past life(? Can we just settle on it being my past life? This is getting annoying.) I only had a little sister, so I can’t help but having an older brother that spoils me.

“Sure. What do you want to talk about? How was your day, Reika?”

Oniisama patted the seat next to him while he said that, so I immediately sat down next to him like a doggy being called by its master.

“Today I had piano and flower arrangement practice, you see.”

I happily told him about how piano was fun, and how I messed up in flower arrangement.

Today Oniisama wasn’t doing quite so well at kyudo club, so,

“Oniisama, shoot this fan do~wn.”

I said, as I waved a fan made from a magazine I found on the table.

“Nasu no Yoichi? You sure know some difficult stuff for being so little, huh.”

He was a little surprised.

Hmm? I can’t tell what common knowledge is for a Year 1 student.

*imouto*

After I had dinner with my family, Oniisama returned to his room with his tutor and began to study, so I sat down in the living room to spend some time with my parents.

“How was school, Reika?”

“It was fun.”

“Reika-san, how was the Pivoine?”

“Everybody was wonderful, and made for good models.”

After I entered primary school, Okaasama stopped using -chan with me and switched to -san instead.
I’m her daughter so she could just call me Reika, but apparently this is how people do it in high society.

Okaasama is from Kyoto, so she never went to Zui’ran, and because of that, it seems that she’s fixated on it, and the Pivoine in particular.
With her own daughter as a Zui’ran member, and what’s more, a Pivoine member, apparently she couldn’t help but feel proud.
Whenever I talk about the Pivoine, just like I am now, she looks as happy as she can be.

“Speaking of the Pivoine, have you become close with Masaya-kun of the Kaburagi family?”

“Eh-”

Otousama looked at me with expectant eyes.

“No, not particularly. That personage is only close to certain friends of his.”

When I said that, Otousama looked obviously disappointed.

Otousama is trying to use Reika to become friendly with the Kaburagi family, isn’t he.
Perhaps her father’s influence is part of the reason that even after being coldly rejected multiple times, Reika never stopped chasing Emperor in Kimidol.
Of course it also had to do with Reika’s natural disposition though.

However, Father! Destruction visits the overly ambitious, you know!

No, seriously, we really will be crushed, so Otousama, for now please just stop your dishonest management.

*imouto*

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Reika-sama – 003

Now then, the Pivione has its own salon inside the school grounds.
A luxurious room that’s already gone way past a school room, and is more like the living room in a royal suite in some first class hotel.
What’s more, it even has its own exclusive concierge.

The Petit Pivione salon is inside the primary school section, and as a member I need to show my face there.
If I never associate with the Pivione even though I was privileged enough to be chosen, it’s quite possible that the backlash would make me some enemies.
When it comes to human relationships and contact, communication is important.

Honestly, I don’t actually hate going to the salon. There’s yummy sweets after all, and I even hear information about the school from my upperclassmen.
If that was all it was, then I might have been happier to go there.

But the salon has “that person”.

“that person”

Right, Kaburagi Masaya, the Emperor.

To begin with, the Kaburagi family is a group that has hands in businesses around the world. A wealthy clan that leads Japan.
And of course, just like the Kisshouin family, they’ve inherited blood from former nobles.
In terms of peerage, the Kaburagi are apparently higher ranked though.
Apparently some of their ancestors had a really esteemed lineage.

Honestly, we’re not on the same stage…

No flaws in any aspects. A perfect clan. That’s the Kaburagi.

And the direct descendent of that lofty family is Kaburagi Masaya.

The boy himself has already displayed the necessary calibre to inherit the family.
Even though he’s only a Year 1 student, he already has this aura that makes people want to obey, and when he glares over the people with this beautiful face that reminds you of a blue flame, he really does seem like an emperor.

Even right this very moment, he’s sitting boldly in a special seat like it’s natural.
Even the idea of giving this seat up to somebody else doesn’t seem to occur to him. As expected of the Emperor.

Just like bees gathering around honey, people are gathered around Kaburagi Masaya.
And he’s paying almost no concern to them, and is instead looking out the window in boredom.
Just what kind of upbringing would you need to raise a six year old so bored of life.
A sovereign’s upbringing? If you give a child a sovereign’s upbringing, is this what they turn into?

If it’s that boring, how about you go outside and play some dodgeball or tag?
But well, unfortunately there are no such children in the Zui’ran schoolyard.

I wonder if this kid can actually play like a normal child.
The image of Kaburagi Masaya going kyaa kyaa kyaa on a unicycle comes to mind.

Uu-pfft-pfft, just imagining it is funny.

Or so I was thinking as I was watching him from a distance when he suddenly looked me right in the eyes.
Geh-, he’s frowning at me. Could it be that he read my mind!?

Hieeeeee, I’M SORRY, I’M SORRY!

Faking the body language of somebody thinking “My! I have suddenly remembered something I needed to do in the classroom. I must return at once!” and then casually, CASUALLY, averting my eyes from him, I left the salon like nothing happened.

S-, Scary. I couldn’t find the courage to look back.

*imouto*

“Reika-sama, did you go to the Petit Pivione salon?”

When I returned to the classroom, a girl from my class spoke to me.

“Yes. I had some tea.”

Another girl came to my side and asked,

“Umm, was Kaburagi-sama there?”

with a blush on her face.

“Yes. He was in fact there.”

“My!”

The girls began kicking up a fuss, going kyaa kyaa!

These girls aren’t members of the Pivione, and Kaburagi Masaya is in a different class to us, so they haven’t really had many chances to get close to him.

“Are you close with Kaburagi-sama, Reika-sama? What kind of conversations do you have in the salon?”

I’m not close, and I’m not planning on getting close.

“Kaburagi-sama is a taciturn person, and I have basically never spoken to him. Most of the time I chat with the upperclassmen Oneesamas after all.”

“My, is that so…”

The girls immediately lost their excitement.
Mm~mm, I’m sorry. If possible I’d love to tell you some wonderful stories too, but this has to do with my future, so.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t meet your expectations. Ah-, but he was eating chocolate. Perhaps he is fond of sweet things.”

For these depressed girls, I tried my best to reveal the fruits of my observation.
It’s nothing big, but how about it?

“Wahh, Kaburagi-sama eating chocolate. I want to seee.”

“I love chocolate too. I’m just like Kaburagi-sama!”

“If he likes chocolate then I’d better prepare some high class stuff for Valentine’s!”

Ooh, they liked it more than expected.
For now, I’m glad that they’re happy.
But isn’t it a bit early to be thinking about Valentine’s?

“To think that you girls would try to ask Reika-sama about Kaburagi-sama.”

“Honestly, how rude.”

Oh! It’s Kisshouin Reika’s followers #1 and #2.
Kazami Serika-chan and Imamura Kikuno-chan.

In Kimidol they also adored Emperor together with Reika and chased him around, but it seems that they’re already fans of his in primary school.

They’re acting like they’re angry for my sake, but they actually just don’t like the fact that other girls get to hear stories about him too.
They’re my followers so I guess they want me to give them exclusive information.

“It was unbecoming of me to carelessly spread rumours about Kaburagi-sama. Serika-san, Kikuno-san, I’m sorry as well.”

“Ah-, no-”

“For Reika-sama to apologise,”

The two of them panicked and followed up with a smile.
Since they’re all fans, wouldn’t it be fine to just happily talk about their idol(Kaburagi Masaya) together?
Later, I’ll make sure to tell the two of them what brand of chocolate he was eating, so I hope they get along with these girls.

*imouto*

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Tilea’s Worries – Chapter 31

First of all, Shura no Kuni, or the Land of the Shura.

It’s a term that was made popular through Hokuto no Ken (Fist of the North Star) and was basically a brutal land of warriors, kind of like Sparta but where everybody learns magical kung fu.
On the internet, there’s this tongue-in-cheek joke where Fukuoka is referred to as ‘Land of the Shura’ because of all the gang wars that have been going on over there over the last few decades.
Oh, and ‘Shura(修羅)‘ is another term for ‘Asura’or Ashura in Japanese: 阿修羅).

http://www.thewire.com/global/2012/04/handouts-hand-grenades-yakuza-gang-war-leads-explosive-bounty/50624/
http://www.japantoday.com/category/national/view/boy-finds-hand-grenade-in-fukuoka-rice-field

More on Fukuoka ^


Chapter 31 – “Shall we have tea?” (Opening)

Because I scolded them, Timu and Pervert(Nielsen) began to work with fervour. It seems like it was worth it, huh? Although Timu’s smile was still a little cramped, she matured enough to deal with customers. But well, she had a cheerful personality before the onset of her chuunibyou, so I think if she got serious it would be really easy for her to deal with customers.

Also, what was surprising was Pervert(Nielsen). Before, you could see traces of arrogance in his attitude with customers, but after I scolded him, his attitude became a lot softer. And what’s more, perhaps he was getting used to it because he was doing his work smoothly as well.

The result of that was…

“Tilea-chan, has Nielsen-san not come yet?”

“I think he’ll be here soon.”

“Aahh, how wonderful! Enough that I’d want to swap my husband for him.”

“Truly, truly. If he lured me with those refreshing eyes of his, I’d divorce my useless husband in an instant.”

Lately, Pervert(Nielsen)’s popularity has been sky-rocketing amongst all the obachans in the neighbourhood. It’s true that just his appearance as a dandy ojisama is good. Instead of the Korean Actor boom amongst the obasans in Japan, a Pervert(Nielsen) boom is sweeping Beruga Town.

“Tilea-chan, Nielsen-san isn’t single after all, right?”

“I’ll bet not. I’m sure he has a wonderful wife!”

“I kind of want to see her.”

Whoa, whoa, ladies, this might betray your expectations, but he’s a virgin.

“Tilea-chan, where is it that Nielsen-san lives?”

“I’m sorry. It is personal information, so I can’t tell you.”

“Personal information? What do you mean? Come on, don’t say something so stiff and just tell us.”

R-, Right…

Even if I say ‘personal information’, the people in this world wouldn’t understand the concept, would they.

Then should I just tell them?――Hang on, thinking about it carefully, I have no idea where Pervert(Nielsen) lives either. During the interview with him he kept speaking nonsense, and I got so angry that we never settled anything.

“The truth is I don’t know either. I’ll ask him next time.”

“”Please do.””

Huu~ Why do I have to act like Pervert(Nielsen)’s manager? I want to tell them to ask him themselves, but they’re guests so I don’t want to offend them.

And what’s more, Pervert(Nielsen)’s age has finally come. It’s fine if I help him out a little, right? You never know where you’ll find the one, after all. Even Pervert(Nielsen) might be cured of his chuunibyou if he settles down and starts a family.

While I was pondering this, the door to the shop opened.

It was the lady-killer in question.

“Morning, Niel. You’re early today too, huh.”

“You appear splendid on this day as well, Tilea-sama.

“Kyaa, Nielsen-san is wonderful as well, today!”

“What a refined voice!”

With Pervert(Nielsen)’s arrival, the obachans grew excited, standing up at once and surrounding him. A whole flock of women coming to receive him.

“You ladies are beautiful as always. Please continue to patronise Restaurant 『Berum』 as you see fit.”

“Goodness, to call me beautiful♪”

“Hearing Nielsen-san say that makes everything seem like it’ll be okay.”

Hahh~ All these shrill voices. I’m happy that we have more customers, but I’m worried this will inconvenience the other customers.

And also I don’t know what’s going to happen if these obachans find out that Pervert(Nielsen) is actually a chuuni NEET…

“Huu, ignorance is terrifying.”

While watching Pervert(Nielsen) and the obachans, I accidentally mumbled what was on my mind.

“Truly.”

Perhaps she heard what I said, because Timu agreed with me.

Ooh, so you think so too, Timu!

Of course. Since Timu’s close with Pervert(Nielsen), of course she knows what he really is.

“If these obachans knew his real self, they’d be shocked speechless, huh.”

“It is exactly as you say, Oneesama. Deceived with just Nielsen’s acting and appearance, with no idea of what he truly is. Truly a group of fools.”

Timu, your tongue is pretty sharp, huh. But just like Timu says, I’m not sure how to feel about these women being infatuated with Pervert(Nielsen) when they already have husbands.

This situation is just like those obachans in my past life that were hooked on Korean stars.

But well, there’s no magazines or television in this world, so I guess it can’t be helped that they got excited when a dandy older gentleman appeared out of nowhere. Basically it’s like when housewives go kyaa kyaa over celebrities.

“There isn’t much entertainment in this town, so Niel is one of their only stimulations, huh.”

“Oneesama. Both Nielsen and I are ready to sortie at any time. The moment you give us the green-light, we shall immediately dispose of our masks of falsehood and bestow upon these insolent fools a most severe stimulation.”

“I-, I see. I know you’re unhappy about these obachans, but try to hold back in front of them, okay?”

“Of course. I shall not carelessly reveal my true identity.”

Timu seemed to hum “Hm hm!” as she answered proudly.

…Full throttle chuunibyou as usual, huh. That’s fine, but should I start thinking about a way to deal with this?

But well, chuunibyou isn’t something you can solve quickly, so I’ll have a slow think about it. The issue right now is Pervert’s popularity.

Ooh, that Pervert(Nielsen) is even getting flowers. Even calling him a celebrity wouldn’t be exaggeration now.

And like that, from early in the morning, droves of Pervert(Nielsen)’s fans came by wave after wave. Pervert(Nielsen) politely handled each and every one of them, paying attention to the reputation of our shop. It looks like it’s finally sinking into him that he’s a member of our staff.

Alright. I should praise him as his superior. If I acknowledge his work during break-time, I’m sure his motivation will go up.

And so, once the morning peak hour passed, the customers stopped coming. It’s about time to take a break.

“Timu, Niel, want to take a break now?”

“”Understood.””

I call them over to have a breather. And when I did, Pervert(Nielsen) guided Timu and I over to a table before nimbly preparing tea and snacks.

Ooh, not bad!

“Niel, you’re pretty good.”

“Your praise humbles me.”

Mn, mn. Not bad for a former NEET. Looks like my training was worth it.

“Nielsen is not only my guard, but my butler as well. Odd-jobs like this are his specialty.”

“I seee~ That’s amazing.”

It’s true that his appearance is pretty butler-ey. Timu, I think you have a good eye for this. Only, it’s a little fujoshi-ish. If you add ‘fujoshi’ on top of ‘chuunibyou’, Oneechan is going to have a hard time healing you.
And Timu is being a chuuni as always. What am I supposed to do?

Speaking of which, now that I think about it I just realised that I haven’t actually asked in detail about what kind of delusions these two are up to. I might find out some hint on how to heal them. Let’s try asking.

“Timu, you said that you were one of the Six Demon Generals of the Demon King Army, right?”

“Yes. I am a former member of the Six Demon Generals, and currently a general of the Evil God Army.”

GUHOH-! I-, I just remembered…

Right now Timu’s position is a traitor who left the Demon King Army to join the Evil God Army. By the way, the Evil God was me, right?

Damned Timu. Apparently she really took a liking to the phrase “Evil God”. In my old life, I liked it too, after all. I really know how she feels. I knew it. Timu’s chuunibyou really is quite deep. This probably isn’t something I can solve just by listening to her.

…Okay. Now’s a good chance. While I’m listening to her delusions, I’ll also speak frankly today. We’ll have proper communication as sisters, and I’ll try looking for a plan to fix this. First we need to begin talking, or nothing will get anywhere.

“Timu, is there anything you want to ask Oneechan? I’ll tell you anything today.”

“Let me see. There is something that I would like to ask of you, Oneesama.”

“Yep, yep. Try it.”

“I would like to hear about your exploits as Dark Matter-sama.”

GAHUH-! T-, Timu, what are you asking all of a sudden…

But I said that I would tell her anything. It won’t do to lose her confidence. No matter what kind of dark history it may be…

“Timu, I told you a little about my past life before, right?”

“Yes. I received quite a shock when I heard about it. Please allow me to hear in more detail.”

“Detail huhh~ Where on earth should I begin.”

“Well then, the country that you lived in, ‘Japan’; what kind of place was it?”

“Let’s see~ It was a much harsher place to live in than where we are now.”

After all, Beruga Town is peaceful, everybody is kind to me, and I even have a warm family. Although Japan was modern, there was all this pressure from entrance exams and finding employment looming over me, so it was a pretty hard place to live in.

“So as expected, it truly was a world embroiled in battle and chaos…”

Battle…?

Well, there is that saying that ‘life is a battle’, I guess. In particular, life as an unemployed virgin was basically hard mode.

“Mhm. And I was born in a place called ‘Land of the Shura’ that was particularly harsh.”

“Goodness! I sense from the name that it must have been incomparable to even the Demon Realm that I was born in.”

“Yeah~ It was even scarier than the demon realm. There were dokyun popping up everywhere, after all.”

“‘Dokyun’ you say! As I recall, that refers to beings that possess the same quality and strength as the Demonic Evil Three?”

“Yeah, basically the same type as those three. Like I told you earlier, they were just absolutely everywhere, so nobody knew what to do about it. What’s more, some of them even had these terrifying explosive weapons called hand grenades.”

“Tilea-sama, from what I hear, can I take it to mean that ‘hangreh nayd’ is something similar to the Explosion spell?”

“Nielsen, Oneesama said that it was terrifying. How could it possibly be similar to a mere Explosion spell.”

“Yes. It is true that although Explosion can harm a dragon, it could hardly pose any threat to a being of Tilea-sama’s level.”

“Umu. I infer that a ‘hangreh nayd’ must be a forbidden magical weapon of a level that could damage her. Oneesama, is that correct?”

“Haha. Far from damage, if I got caught up in the explosion I’d die in an instant, you know.”

“WHA-!? A weapon that could consign a being as great as Oneesama in a single blow!? Truly unbelievable!”

“Mn. Actually when I saw the warning leaflets about watching out for hand grenades, I couldn’t believe it either. ‘Seriously!? Eh-!? Is this some joke!?’ I thought, but… it was the truth. What’s more, sometimes they just dropped them on the side of the road, too.”

Their expressions were filled with shock.

Mn, I know exactly how you feel. When I first heard about it, I was terrified for a while too. I was needlessly worried about a dokyun suddenly pulling one out and throwing it as a joke, after all.

I ended up reincarnating, but I wonder how the Land of the Shura is doing right now. Are the people doing well? I wonder if everybody needs to wear bulletproof vests when heading outside now…

“Then, Oneesama, how did you deal with ‘hangreh nayds’?”

“For better or for worse I died before ever seeing one.”

“I see. How terrifying. So Oneesama fought her whole life in a nation filled with such weapons. I think I am beginning to understand why you are as strong as you are, Oneesama.”

“Huhu, that’s right. I had a really hard time, you know. Is there anything else you would like to hear?”

“Yes. As I recall, you were a ‘niit’, correct?”

GEFUH-! T-, Timu, that was quite a jab. I almost lost consciousness.

So you remembered. Even though it would’ve been fine to just forget that word…

“Y-, Yes. I was a NEET…”

“Did your other ‘niit’ compatriots also possess power like yours, Oneesama?”

“Power? ――Well, it’s true that we were a like-bunch. There were lots of chuunibyou around me, you see.”

“Oneesama, what does ‘chuuneebyoh’ mean?”

“Speaking simply, Timu, they’re people who think and behave like you and Niel.”

“Hahh… Something that Nielsen and I have in common… In other words, ‘chuuneebyoh’ are those who strive for martial prowess, correct?”

“Mm~mm, weelll, if you want to make it sound cool, then I guess so. But chuunibyou isn’t a word of praise, you know.”

“When one pushes too far into the martial realm, they may lose sight of everything else and trip over themselves. This is particularly obvious in Nielsen and I when we become too heated up. Can I take that to be the meaning of your words, Oneesama?”

“Hm, something like that. Right. When you’re too much of a chuunibyou, you lose sight of everything else. In my past life, I was that kind of person. I was too much of a chuunibyou and always ran rampant, after all.”

“Goodness. To think that the ever calm and collected Oneesama had such a past…”

“Huhu, I’m sure it’s unbelievable to you, but it’s the truth. But you know, it’s because I had such failures in my old life that I’m trying my best to reflect on it now.”

“As expected of Oneesama. The reason that you never fail to be cautious, despite your mighty power, is because you had such experiences, isn’t it.”

“That’s right. It’s really rough when you’re too much of a chuunibyou.”

“Were you a ‘chuuneebyoh’ for a long time, Oneesama?”

“Uu-, t-, that’s right. So you know, Timu? I want you to hurry up and fix that part of yourself.”

“I see. But most of your techniques were created during your period as a ‘chuuneebyoh’, right, Oneesama?”

“Yes. I told you before as well, but almost everybody joins a company, you see. Unless you were a NEET, you wouldn’t have the free time to come up with techniques.”

“Then although I may be called a fool, I wish to live in the same way that you did, Oneesama. I also wish to be a ‘niit’ that masters the martial realm.”

Wh-, What did she say? Timu, please don’t suddenly announce to your family that you want to be a NEET!

Aaah, oh my god!

Even though I explained how stupid it was to be a NEET, it’s like Timu looks up to them now.

“Timu, I’ve told you many times already, but ‘NEET’ isn’t a word of praise. It was normal in my last life to work for a company.”

“I see. If I recall correctly, in ‘Japan’ it was normal to subordinate oneself to a ‘companee’.”

“Right, right, so you remember.”

“Oneesama. Though you may call me a fool, is it not fine to be a ‘chuuneebyoh’? I will not deny the person you once were, Oneesama. Although it seems that you regret it, I am very proud of you. Any normal person would submit themselves to the ‘companee’, correct? I respect you from the bottom of my heart for not even once becoming a slave to a ‘Companee’, Oneesama!”

“I feel the same way, Tilea-sama. The many splendid divine skills you have demonstrated are the fruits of your life as a ‘NEET’.”

GUHAAAH――! A BRUTAL HITTTT!

Y-, You guys, you’re actually real demons, aren’t you?

You keep hitting my vitals with such accuracy.

Right now Oneechan’s Life Points are being taken away.

“Y-, Yes, that’s right. I was a NEET who never once went to work.”

“Nielsen, we shall learn from Oneesama’s example. Never bending to society, we will single-mindedly walk down our own paths. In particular, doing such a thing in the Land of Shura was no ordinary feat.”

“I will model myself exactly on Tilea-sama’s ‘chuuneebyoh’.”

Hah, hah, hah, I thought this would be a break, but instead I took some heavy damage. Please just cut me a break already.”


GUHAAAH――! A BRUTAL HITTTT!”
A brutal hit(痛恨の一撃; terrible hit) is a recurring element in Dragon Quest. It’s basically critical hit, but when monsters hit your party.


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Reika-sama – 002

I’m in. Zui’ran Academy, that is.

It’s completely different to the primary school I attended in my old life(?).
The exterior looked like a European cathedral, befitting a school of long history. There was beautiful stained glass glittering at the entrance.
But inside, everything was completely new. Of course having aircon was standard for every room, but more than that, every classroom had its own humidifier and water dispenser. Floor heating for the winter too.

There was a heated swimming pool, and a tennis court, and a soccer field, and a baseball field, and a concert hall too. Even a mini theatre. Even a planetarium. While I’m at it, they even had a dome-shaped greenhouse and a tea room.
Besides these ones were plenty of other common sense-defying facilities as well.
Though there were a few facilities that were shared between the primary, middle and high school sections, anyway, it was all stuff that overturned my idea of what a “primary school” was like.

Anyway, even though Zui’ran is in the middle of the city, it takes up a huge amount of land, and because of all the greenery around, it’s nicknamed Zui’ran Forest.

The uniform was designed by a famous designer, and is a blazer type uniform, as opposed to the sailor fuku types. For the middle and high school sections, the uniforms are white blazers with embroidered lines, and while the girls wear ribbons, the boys have a necktie, which are both burgundy for middle and dark blue for high.
Perhaps so that any dirty spots wouldn’t be obvious, the primary blazer is navy with light blue ribbons and neckties. All of them are terribly cute.

As expected of a famous designer. Just being able to wear the uniform made me happy that I came here.
Zui’ran’s uniform monopolises first place in the “uniforms people want to wear” rankings, and is admired by all the girls.
If I remember correctly, one of the reasons that the protagonist wanted to come here was because she adored this cute uniform.
Mn, mn, I totally understand.
Only, because the protagonist was bullied, her uniform was dirtied a lot…

In the middle and high sections you either choose from bringing your own lunch or buying food at the cafeteria, but in the primary section school lunches are provided.
But the ones who make the lunch aren’t your usual cafeteria obasans; they’re chefs.
There’s no cafeteria duty for the students either. I mean, the cafeteria has full-time waitresses after all.
And the menu is so luxurious that I’m not even sure it’s okay to call it a school lunch.
Things like vichyssoise or veal terrine are on the menu like it’s totally natural. I think we learn table manners here as well.
Black tea for drinks. If you’d prefer, you can add lemon or milk. By no means would you ever find a kid with a white moustache from gulping down milk.
For dessert we don’t have frozen mikan; we have crêpe suzette.

Aah, it feels like it can’t get any more impossible. This is what you call a culture shock.
I bet this is how the protagonist felt when she entered the high school section, huhh.

I wonder just how much the tuition fees for this place are. It’s scary so I’m trying not to think about it though.

Finally, the most important feature of Zui’ran Academy is a society called the Peony Society, or the “Pivoine”.
The Pivoine is a gathering comprising students who not only entered during the primary section, but who passed strict requirements for lineage, parentage, and monetary assets.
The Pivoine exists in the middle and high sections, and all Pivoine members receive various special treatments from the school.

In the primary section, we instead have the Petite Pivoine. Once Petite Pivoine members enter the middle school section, they become Pivoine members.
Because it comprises only purebred Zui’ran students, no matter how great your lineage, parentage or assets are, if you enter Zui’ran during the middle or high school sections, it’s impossible to join.
A society that only the chosen can enter; truly the adoration of all Zui’ran students.

And I, Kisshouin Reika, am naturally a member of the Petite Pivoine.
Hmm, Reika abused her authority as a Pivoine member and did whatever the heck she wanted in 『you are my dolce』 as well.
Just being a member of the Pivoine meant that most things were allowed.
But I really wonder about something like that being allowed in an institution that’s supposed to teach its students how to live properly.

Pivoine members pin a peony badge under the Zui’ran crest on their uniform.
It’s made from real gems, so it sparkles beautifully.
And at the same time, it functions as a school-wide pass for exemption from the rules.
…Once I considered that… although it was pretty, it felt a little scary too…

Ah, and as for why it’s the ‘Peony Society’, apparently in the language of flowers, the peony means the “the bearing of a ruler”.
…Honestly, there’s just a lot of things scary about the way they think.

Being a Pivoine member means the other students look at you in half admiration, and half fear.
And that’s natural. If you start trouble with a Pivoine student, it’ll be hard for you to keep going to school here.
And their families would also be pressured by the people behind the Pivoine members, sometimes even harmed.
Basically ‘If you know what’s best for you, don’t get involved with the Pivoine’.
I also want to follow that rule.

But well, that’s impossible, huh. I’m a member after all. And I’m in really deep.
Aah, so scary. And what’s even scarier is their sense of money.
I mean, when I was in high school my monthly allowance was only 5,000 yen, so I can’t help but see money differently, right?
Just how much money are they giving to these primary schoolers? It’s already gone past the level of ‘pocket money’ into the realm of ‘living expenses’.
Well, I’m the same though.

Anyway, the point is, thanks to my family’s influence and money, I’m fairly comfortable at school.
No, calling it “fairly” is being extravagant, I guess. I’m extremely comfortable at school.
Even though I’m only a Year 1 student, I’ve already got followers after all.
These girls were Reika’s followers in 『you are my dolce』 as well, weren’t they.
Have they been currying favour this far back?

Even though they’re only six years old, they already know how to get ahead in life, huh~
Aah, what a harsh world this is. Even children are having it rough.

But if I had to be a bit greedy, I’d prefer friends over followers.

Hm? 『you are my dolce』 didn’t have any “Kisshouin Reika’s friend” characters either. Could it be that I’m going to stay friendless like this?
Ah-, oh no. Tears are…

The manga only began when the protagonist entered the high school section so I don’t know what kind of school life Reika lived before that.
But I’ll bet she looked down on people beneath her in her “Reika Pose” with left hand on hip, and laughing into the back of her right hand, doing whatever she pleased.
All whilst following Emperor about.

But the current me will absolutely not do the same. After all, I can hear destruction’s footsteps on my door.
And also I honestly don’t have the nerves to go “OOOHOHOHO” as anything but a joke.
Even I know what shame is.
But well, I get the feeling that in a school like Zui’ran, plenty of other students will be using the Reika Pose…

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Tilea’s Worries – Chapter 30

Chapter 30 – “Family discussions are important, aren’t they.” (Finale)

I let Mum and Dad know that I talked to Timu. Dad said “Well done!” and praised me, but Mum said “How could you do something so dangerous!” and scolded me instead.

Hahh~ Mum is still scared because of that misunderstanding. I need to solve this, and fast. Only, I’m giving Timu and Pervert(Nielsen) some time to think about it. I only just told them off, so they’re probably still high-strung. Once they calm down, I hope they reflect on what they’ve done.

It’d be great if my feelings were conveyed to them, but…

Anyway, the next morning, I tried calling out to Timu. For the sake of not dragging out yesterday’s incident as well, I tried my best to give her a heartfelt smile.

“Morning, Timu. Did you sleep well last night?”

“Good morning, Oneesama. Last night…”

“How was it?”

“I will not lie to you, Oneesama. Honestly, I did not sleep at all. However, having spent a day thinking, I have finally understood the reason why I was scolded.”

“I see. It isn’t good to stay up all night, but Oneechan is happy that you seriously thought about it.”

“Oneesama!”

“When Niel comes, I’ll have you two tell me your answers.”

“Yes.”

Timu gave a smile filled with confidence. Looks like I can be expecting results. This time for sure, Timu is going to reflect for me. Yesterday I didn’t use any corporal punishment, and she still understood my feelings. There’s nothing happier than this. Honestly speaking, the last time traumatised me as well. Although this is for Timu’s training, I still never want to raise my hand to her again.

A few hours later, Pervert(Nielsen) came as well. I made sure to give him a smile too. It wouldn’t do if we let yesterday’s scolding drag on. Only, if it seems he hasn’t reflected, the plan is to immediately change to my hannya face.

“Now then, since Niel is here as well, can I hear your answers?”

“”Understood!””

The two of them gave energetic replies, and Pervert(Nielsen) was particularly enthusiastic. Maybe I can look forward to his answer as well. First, Timu began to speak with a meek expression.

“I was a fool. Believing that my training was over, I thought to leave. And it is the truth that I have succeeded in bringing my mana down to the level of an average human. I believe that I no longer needed training, and that there was no longer a reason to stay here.”

“Right, I heard from Mum. To think you talked about leaving here… And what’s more, your training has only just begun too.”

“Yes. I was arrogant for believing that I was ready after merely controlling my mana a little. Thinking about it carefully, I am merely a student that you have yet to personally instruct, Oneesama. There is no greater shame.”

Exactly! I haven’t even taught Timu the basics of cooking yet. I’ll be troubled if she gets ahead of herself just because she’s been helping out a little. There’s still mountains of stuff to teach you, okay?

And the “mana control” she’s been talking about all this time is “arm strength control”, right?

When you’re cutting ingredients or scrubbing the pan, there’s a trick to how much power you use. That’s probably what she’s talking about. Timu, you can use as much chuuni words as you want. Oneechan completely understands you, so don’t worry.

“Mn, it looks like you get it. First, you’re still in training. It’s going to be a problem if you misunderstand and stop helping around the shop. Also, you still haven’t said the most important thing yet, you know.”

“I know. The problem is my attitude towards that human-, no, towards Esteemed Mother, correct?”

“Right. So you get it after all. What do you think about what you’ve done?”

“If I take that attitude towards Esteemed Mother, it is clear that the people around us will discover that I am a demon. While the war potential of the human forces are still unknown, I must absolutely hide myself here. Please forgive my carelessness!”

After saying that, Timu apologised with a deep bow.

Um~mm…

Going by her attitude, she’s reflecting. But her words don’t match.

Am I just thinking too much? And why did I suddenly come into the picture?

And also her apology was too filled with chuuni words like “demons” and “war potential”.

“Timu, is that the answer you came to after thinking about my words yesterday?”

“Y-, Yes. Of course, just as you said, Oneesama, I must be careful not only around Esteemed Mother, but around everybody else. I will never again commit a blunder that would hinder your road to domination.”

Eh-? Eh-? What’s going on?

Even if I’m translating it from chuuni, I still have no idea what’s going on, you know. For now let’s put Timu’s response on hold and try asking for Niel’s opinion.

“N-, Niel, is your answer the same as Timu’s?”

“Yes. I feel the same as Camilla-sama. Only, there is a slight difference. Although she is human, Sera-sama is still the temporary mother of Tilea-sama and Camilla-sama. And I took an insolent attitude to such a personage. A truly loyal servant would show respect to even the shoes worn by their master; although she is only your temporary mother, as the parent of my master, the attitude I took was much too unbefitting of a servant. My deepest apologies.”

After finishing what he wanted to say, Pervert(Nielsen) got down into a dogeza. A perfect dogeza with his forehead on the ground. As an apology, this attitude is a pass.

Only, his answer feels a little off as well…

But I can translate his chuunibyou. In other words, Pervert(Nielsen) owes me a debt as somebody who hired him, and that means he has a debt to my parents as well. As usual he’s being overly dramatic and a complete chuunibyou with his words, but he is reflecting on his arrogance, so shall I just accept it? He’s even going as far as a dogeza, so I’ll forgive him.

“Niel, it seems that you’ve reflected. Never do something so stupid again!”

“Yes, Milady. I shall engrave it into my heart.”

“Also, Timu, u-, umm…”

“Y-, Yes. Was my answer mistaken?”

Oh no, Timu is making that face like the world is ending again. My chest is tightening. I don’t want to make her sad like this.
Okay, let’s calmly analyse her answer. Timu is still a chuunibyou, so expecting a perfect answer from her is too much. At the very least, she said that she would change her attitude towards Mum, so shouldn’t I take this as a pass…?

“N-, No, you’re not wrong. Well then, do you know what you need to do next?”

“Yes. I shall apologise to Esteemed Mother.”

Ah, geez. So she does understand!

When I heard Timu’s answer I was feeling a little worried, but if she understands then it’s all good.

“Good girl. Make sure to apologise properly.”

“Yes, Oneesama.”

Like that, we finished our conversation, and we began heading to the bedroom my parents were waiting in.

Mn, it’s fine now. Filled with confidence, I led the pair to the room.

“Tilea, have you finished talking?”

“Yes, Timu and Niel have something they’d like to say to Mum.”

“Ooh, I see! Come on, Sera. Stop hiding behind me, and show your face.”

When Dad urged Mum forward, I could just see her face. She was hiding behind his back, fearfully. Mum, if you let Timu see you like that, you’ll make her sad, you know.

“Hii-! T-, Timu.”

It seems that Mum was still frightened to see Timu. Just as I was relieved to see her face come out from behind Dad’s back, she immediately pulled back behind him. This won’t do. I signalled the two of them with my eyes to prompt their apologies. The two of them nodded and walked towards Mum.

“Esteemed Mother, my deepest apologies for the impolite attitude I have taken.”

“Sera-sama, my behaviour was unbecoming of a retainer. Please forgive my disrespect.”

Their chuuni-esque wording was noticeable, but at least they apologised. Their expressions were both serious after all, and they didn’t look like they were messing around. Will Mum accept it?

“I understand, Nielsen-san. Please raise your head. Let us continue to get along. A-, Also, T-, Timu too…”

Apparently Mum accepted Pervert(Nielsen)’s apology. But she was still stiff when it came to Timu.

Hm~mm, why?

Mn!? I see!

Looking carefully, Timu’s being expressionless. If she’s like this, then of course Mum would be uneasy. Timu always used to smile all the time, so just her expressionlessness is enough to mistake her for a demon.

“Timuuuu, your expression is still stiff, you know~ Come on, you’re scaring Mum! Come on, come on, smile, smile.”

“S-, Smile, is it? U-, Umm, like this?”

Timu tried to smile, but it was a bit stiff. The corners of her mouth are raised unnaturally, so she needs to be a bit more relaxed.

“Timu, more naturally. Relax.”

“Y-, Yes. Naturally… L-, Like this?”

It’s no good. Perhaps telling her to relax made her even more nervous, because Timu’s face was just as stiff as before. As I thought, it’s hard to tell unless you can see your own face.

“Aah~ Geez, we aren’t getting anywhere. Like this. This!”

I grabbed Timu’s soft cheeks, and pulled them into a smile. Mn. You have to smile at least this much.

“Hoh-, Hohhneehyama, it hurff.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. Now try apologising to Mum one more time.”

“Yeff. Eheemed Mahaa, mai deeheest apowlohees foah mai rhooneff.”

“Tilea, if you pull her cheeks that much, she won’t be able to say a thing.”

“Ehh? But Dad, Timu’s expression is too stiff.”

“But if you can’t even tell what she’s saying, there’s no point, right!”

“Well, yeah, but…”

Can’t be helped. I stopped pulling on her cheeks. When I did, Timu’s raised mouth fall back into her original expressionless face.

“O-, Oneesama. No matter what, that was too difficult to speak.”

“Then smile a little more!”

“L-, Like this?”

“Ahh~ No good, no good. Put more of your emotion into it! You’re too expressionless.”

Timu smiled broadly, but it was still stiff. Even though she isn’t expressionless when she’s in front of me, ever since she began a chuunibyou, it’s been happening a lot more in general. Do the chuunibyou of this world also look up to silent kuudere characters?

“I-, It’s difficult, isn’t it.”

“Timu, you’re failing because you’re thinking of it that way. I’ve said it so many times already, but it’s important to do it naturally!”

“Y-, Yes. Then how about this?”

“Hmm, a little better I think. Try once more time!”

Like that, I continued to give advice for a while, while Timu continued to ask questions, and our back and forth continued noisily for a while, when…

“PFFT-, HAHAHA! You two really do get along. Right, you’re right. There’s no way a girl who loves her big sister so much could be a demon.”

Whoa! Isn’t Mum laughing! Mum, it looks like the misunderstanding is finally cleared. I’m glad!

After that, Mum stopped hiding behind Dad’s back, and walked in front of the two of them.

“Timu, forgive me. Mum was a little funny in the head.”

“No, I am the one who was in the wrong. I am relieved that you forgive me, Esteemed Mother.”

“Right. Then Tilea, help out in the shop please.”

“Ye~es. Timu, you can rest, okay? You didn’t sleep last night, right?”

“Oneesama, thank you for your consideration. I am fine.”

Saying that, Timu happy smile. Timu, even though you can make such a great smile, it’s a waste if you’re so expressionless, you know?

■ ◇ ■ ◇

After a short break, I stared at the back of my beloved and respected Oneesama. Perhaps busier due to the influx of guests, Oneesama moved about in a hurry.

“Nielsen, was my acting acceptable?”

“There was no problem. You are flawless in all endeavours, Camilla-sama.”

“I see. From now on, we will need to continue acting even around those surrounding humans.”

“It will be bitter.”

“The humiliation of somebody like me cannot even hope to reach Oneesama’s. Behold! A personage who has risen to even the level of Evil God is enduring even when the likes of humans are being overfamiliar with her.”

One of the regular customers was speaking to Oneesama in an over-familiar manner. A mere human. Unforgivable! If possible, I should like to tear them apart with my own two hands.

“Indeed. With the likes of a human taking that kind of attitude, Tilea-sama’s insides must be burning and writhing with rage.”

“Umu. However, for the sake of her path to domination, Oneesama is enduring the unendurable. We cannot allow the likes of our puny pride to interfere with Oneesama’s strategy!”

“Understood. As expected of you, Camilla-sama.”

Well then, shall I help out with the shop as well? Oop, I very nearly forgot my smile. It is humiliation to behave modestly around the likes of humans, but when I think that it is for Oneesama’s sake, it becomes a simple task. Although my expression was stiff, I headed to the table to take their orders. Nielsen came along beside me.

“But still, Nielsen, is my face that expressionless?”

“Yes. Even your lack of expression is flawless.”

“…I-, I see.”


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Tilea’s Worries – Chapter 29

I’ve mentioned before that Timu doesn’t use a normal 1st person pronoun. She instead uses ‘ware’, which is basically only used in modern day for rather heavy, formal speeches. As for in fiction, you might get particularly old and distinguished generals using it, and sometimes kings (if they aren’t using ‘watashi’ or ‘yo’). Hard to describe the feel. Sometimes slightly older court wizards. Just, distinguished people, I guess. And non-young if they’re not using it for speeches or special occasions.


Chapter 29 – “Family discussions are important, aren’t they.” (Middle)

“Oneesama, I have returned.”

I heard the sound of the door opening, along with Timu’s voice. It seems that she’s back. Normally I’d receive her with a smile, but things are different today.

“Mum, Dad, leave Timu to me. I’ll definitely make her reflect.”

“Tilea, stop. How many times do I have to say it before you understand? That girl isn’t Timu. You’ll be killed!”

“Cut it out already, Sera! It’s true that Timu is suddenly speaking in a strange way, but from what I can see, the two of them are getting along just fine.”

“Dad’s right, Mum. There’s no way anything like that will happen between Timu and I.”

“And Tilea. I think you’re the bigger problem for making Timu call you “Oneesama”. You’re not picking on your sister, right?”

“No, no, I’m not making her, you know. Timu said she wanted to call me that no matter what, so.”

“Really? But you don’t look so unhappy about it, you know.”

Uu. Daddy, you’re pretty sharp!

That’s right. I’m not making her call me that, but I’m not stopping her either.

I-, Isn’t it fine? I just wanted to taste the world of “Marimiteh” a little.

“First I’ll make sure to give Timu a good scolding as her older sister. Dad, wait here with Mum a little, okay?”

“Ah-!? Tilea, wait!”

“Sera, we’re waiting here.”

“Dear, let go of me. I have to stop her… Are you okay with Tilea being killed!”

“Won’t you cut that out already!”

“Aahh. Why won’t you understand!”

“Tilea, Sera’s tired and isn’t seeing reality. Make sure to have a good talk with Timu.”

“Mn, I’ll leave Mum to you, okay?”

“Yeah, leave it to me.”

“IT’S YOU TWO THAT AREN’T SEEING REALITYYYYYYY!”

Mum kept shrieking things like “Timu is a demon” or “Tilea’s going to be killed”. Looks like I need to hurry up and reconcile them. I headed to Timu’s room in order to bring back their feelings for each other.

“Timu!”

“Ah, Oneesama. The truth is I’m in the middle of reorganising the Household Guard, and we would be delighted if you could come for an inspection, Onee-sama.”

“If the Household Guard are able to gaze upon your countenance, I am sure the morale will increase spectacularly.”

The reorganisation of the Household Guard…

So you guys have been playing Demon King Army again, huh. By this inspection thing, are they inviting me to play with them this time? Normally I’d be fine with that, but…

“I’m not going. Timu, for now you’re forbidden to go outside.”

“W-, What do you mean, Oneesama?”

“Timu, sit down over there.”

“U-, Understood.”

Timu sat down with a meek expression, and I moved to face her. We were now sitting on other side of the table. I glared at her.

“Oneesama…?”

Timu seemed to have sensed my bad mood. She looked at me anxiously. Uu, if you look at me with such a sad face, it’ll be hard for me to lecture you too, you know.
But I have to. If I spoil her again, it’ll just be a repeat of last time.

“Timu, do you have anything to say to me?”

“Let me see. Because of your training methods, I have powered up spectacularly. Although I am incompetent, please allow me the privilege of assisting in your domination.”

“No, that’s not what I mean… Timu, do you remember when I spanked you last time?”

“Yes. It brings me utmost shame. I am painfully aware of my foolishness and weakness at that time.”

“You’ve reflected, right? You swore to me that you wouldn’t do something like that again, right?”

“Yes, I will not commit the same blunder again.”

Timu…

So you’re going to play dumb to the end, huh. Even if you aren’t violent to me anymore, if you’re violent to Mum, it’s the same thing, you know. Or could it be that you were just thinking it’d be fine as long as I didn’t find out!

Timu, to think that you’ve become such a coward… Oneechan is sad.

Aah~ This is like that “my child is different” pattern, isn’t it. A parent trusts their child too much, and doesn’t even realise when their child turns into a delinquent. It’s a dangerous sign.

“Then, do you remember what you said to Mum over these last few days?”

“That human? As I recall, I warned her to know her place but… Hah-!? Could it be that she was rude to you in some way? And that’s why you’re angry, isn’t it, Oneesama? Honestly, she was my parent, even if temporary, so I went easy on her. I shall immediately dispose――”

“You don’t understand at all! I’m angry because of YOU!”

“Hii-, my deepest apologies. W-, Was I dis, respecful to you, in some way…? What did I…? I――”

“NOT “I”!!!”

“Hi-, hii-, I-, a-, aah-”

Timu was apparently confused because she was completely flustered. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her mouth kept opening and shutting wordlessly.

“Do you really not know?”

“Hii-, u-, umm, was it that I did not immediately… dispose, of her?”

“TIMUUUU! Don’t disappointment me so much.”

“Hii-, hic-, eh-, u-, umm, ah-…”

Timu finally began to cry and shake. Seeing my little sister tremble like this suddenly made me feel crazily guilty.

“Tilea-sama, although I am aware this is rude of me, I have something to say!”

Pervert(Nielsen) took a step forward in front of me.

“…What?”

“Milady. Although I do not know what is wrong, please tell Camilla-sama the problem concretely, or she will be confused.”

“It is fine, Nielsen. I am in the wrong for failing to live up to Oneesama’s expectations.”

“H-. However, this is too much. From what I can see, you have served Tilea-sama without a single mistake.”

“Outsiders should stay out of it. This is a family matter!”

“U-, Understood. Please forgive me for speaking out of place. However, as a loyal servant, please allow me to say this; please find it in yourself to believe Camilla-sama.”

Pervert(Nielsen) desperately covered for Timu. He looked liked a selfless knight. But beneath that, he’s actually somebody who trampled on my kind Mum’s heart. Seeing him act like a loyal servant now just pisses me off more. I feel bad for Timu, but you aren’t getting any mercy.

“You know, why are you speaking like this isn’t your concern? You’re guilty of the same thing!”

“D-, Did I blunder in some way?”

“IT ISN’T AT THE LEVEL OF ‘BLUNDER’! You completely betrayed my expectations. SLEEP ON THE FLOOR FOR A WHILEEEEE!”

I stood up from my chair and kicked Pervert(Nielsen) flying. Pervert(Nielsen) vigorously tumbled across the floor. And then, with Pervert(Nielsen) still lying down, I began to grind his head into the floor with my foot.

“GUOOOOOOH! T-, Tilea-sama. W-, Why is it that you are so angry?”

“Hahh? How about you use your fucking head. Is that head of yours just for decoration, you pervert bastard!”

“Ah-, ah-, Oneesama. Please stop this. Nielsen is dying.”

“Timu, I’m trying to kill him, so of course he is.”

“O-, Oneesama. Nielsen is a talent indispensable for your path of domination. Please find it in yourself to forgive him. I shall bear his sin instead.”

As usual, the trust between them is no joke. I really just want to keep crushing him like this until he dies, but I can’t let Timu feel sad either.

Pervert(Nielsen), looks like you’ve barely escaped death. If it wasn’t for Timu’s words, I’d have seriously, done it, yanno. I slowly removed my foot from his head.

“Hahh, hahh, hahh. T-, Tilea-sama, if you desire my life, please take it by all means. However, could you at least dispel your anger towards Camilla-sama? I humbly implore you.”

Pervert(Nielsen) rubbed his forehead against the floor as he entreated me. He entreated me for Timu’s sake while enduring the pain from when I kicked him flying. When I see him acting this meek, it makes me want to tell him to act that way around Mum as well.

“Nielsen, stop that. Look at Oneesama’s countenance. She truly looks disappointed that I betrayed her expectations. I disappointed Oneesama. After committing such a failure, how would you have me live. I shall end myself right here!”

“C-, Camilla-sama, I beg of you to reconsider…”

“Enough. I have decided to sacrifice myself to Oneesama.”

“Camilla-sama…”

“Oneesama, for your sake I would happily offer you my life. I am truly joyful that you have given me such undeserved affection thus far.”

“…Understood. I shall not allow you to depart this world by yourself, Camilla-sama. Having come to this, all members of the Household Guard shall follow you into the afterlife.”

“W-, What are you saying! I shall now allow that. If all the Household Guard dies, who shall support Oneesama in her domination.”

“H-, However…”

“It is fine. I shall watch over Oneesama’s exploits from Valhalla.”

And like that, a chain of “You can’t”s, “I must”s and “However”s continued to repeat between them.

…What the heck is this farce?

I’m actually angry, you know.

But despite that, the two of them are playing Master-Servant even at a time like this. Being forced to watch this stupid drama has made me want to scold them even more, but perhaps I was being overwhelmed by how serious their performances were because I couldn’t find a chance to butt in.

Or rather, you’re not actually going to die, right?

…Once somebody is too chuunibyou, you can’t even laugh at this. She might really go with the flow and die after all.

“Aah~ Sorry to interrupt while you guys are getting so into it, but…”

“Oneesama, I have persuaded Nielsen. I believe he will continue to serve you faithfully, Oneesama. With this, I can die at ease.”

“DAHHHHHHHH! Seriously just stop that already. When exactly did I say I wanted your life! Even as a joke you shouldn’t say something like that, so cut it out now!”

“I-, It was not a joke and――”

“Timu, from now on you aren’t to speak about dying again. I won’t allow anybody to kill my cute sister no matter what. Even if it’s you, Timu.”

“O-, Oneesama. Uuu, to think that you care about me so… I-, I truly did not know what I did wrong. Uu-, uu-, please forgive this deplorable me.”

Hahh~ Come on, make that face like the world is ending. Seeing Timu break into tears made my chest tighten in sadness.

I can’t do it anymore!

There’s no way I can spank her when she’s making a face like this. I’m saying this myself, but I know I’m spoiling her.

“Come on, don’t cry anymore.”

I began wiping her sobbing face with a handkerchief, taking care to be gentle enough that her eyes wouldn’t swell.

“Uu, Oneesama.”

“Timu, stop treating Mum with that kind of stupid attitude. No, not just Mum, but all the people around you too.”

“W-, What do you mean by that?”

“Huu~ Do I have to explain every little thing for you to get it?”

“N-, No. I understand. It is fine. Oneesama, I shall show you that I understand. So please, please don’t abandon me.”

“Timu, there’s no way that I’d abandon you, right? I’m not angry anymore. Anyway, make sure you think deeply about what I said today, and tell me your response later, okay?”

“Y-, Yes. I shall not disappoint you again, Oneesama.”

“I see. I’ll be expecting the best from you.”

Embracing her, I gently stroked her head. The stiff expression disappeared from Timu’s face and she looked relieved.

“Sorry. I scared you, didn’t I.”

“O-, Oneesama, hic-, I’ll do it. I’ll definitely live up to your expectations.”

Good, good. I wrapped my arms around her even more tightly. So that Timu would calm down, I gently continued to hug her.

After that, I looked at the grovelling Pervert(Nielsen) like he was a dung beetle. If I had my way, I’d have immediately executed him.

“And that goes for the one on the floor as well. Think carefully about the meaning behind my words!”

“Understood. I shall also exert myself to meet your expectations, Tilea-sama.”

I certainly hope you do. Because I won’t be gentle to you like I am to Timu. The next time you do something this stupid again…

Huu~ After having raised him this much, I don’t want to see my employee die either.


“I-, Isn’t it fine? I just wanted to taste the world of “Marimiteh” a little.”
A reference to Marimite or Maria-sama ga Miteiru, which is uhm, as far as I know, a yuri series based in a rich girls’ school, which facilitates girls calling each other Oneesama.

“After that, I looked at the grovelling Pervert(Nielsen) like he was a dung beetle.”
Strictly speaking, it’s a type of Japanese ground beetle, but in Japanese it’s literally ‘garbage bug’, so I just went with dung beetle. 


It should really be Sarah, but in this world filled with so many weird made-up names, it felt a little odd to have such a super average name in there. And well, Sera is basically the same name anyway, so no worries I guess.


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Reika-sama – 001

I have memories of my previous life────────

…No, I’m not a headcase. It’s too embarrassing to tell anybody at all, but it’s the truth.

I realised it around the time I was about to take my elementary school entrance exams.
I’ve always kind of thought, ‘Huh, I think I’ve seen this somewhere~’ about my name “Kisshouin Reika”.
It happened on a day when Okaasama said, “Reika-chan, this is the school you’re going to attend starting next year, you know.” and brought me in front of this building surrounded by a brick wall.
Next to that large gate were the words 『Zui’ran Academy – Primary School Section』, and in particular, the words 『Zui’ran Academy』 shot through my head.

“Zui’ran Academy” and “Kisshouin Reika”? They were the names of the school and the character that appeared in 『kimi wa boku no dolce』 or 『you are my dolce』!!

And as for that feeling of joy you get from solving a vague mystery that’s been bothering you for many years (having said that though, it’s only been a few since I was born), I didn’t really get it.
‘I see, I see. Kimidol, huh~? Woww, I feel so refreshed now. I see~.’ or so I was thinking, when in the next moment, my face paled at my own situation.

『you are my dolce』.

It was a popular shoujo manga in my past life. After the serialisation finished, it was turned into a drama with popular idols as the cast.
The story began when a commoner scholarship student protagonist entered the high school section of private school that girls from decent families attended.
The commoner protagonist couldn’t get used to the rich students who were incredible with everything they did. Even so, she somehow made friends with the few commoner students there, and worked hard every day at her hobby of making sweets.
And one day, she met with the boy known as ‘Emperor’ within the school, and fell in love. However, his followers wouldn’t allow the commoner protagonist to get close to him, and relentlessly harassed her.

Well, the ringleader of the harassment was Kisshouin Reika though; in other words, me.

In the end, after overcoming numerous hardships, the two of them got together and lived happily ever after. However, at the very, very end, Kisshouin Reika who had continually bullied and tormented the protagonist once again got in their way, and using her parents’ influence even went as far as getting engaged with the Emperor. And so, during the party where the engagement was to be announced, she was completely and utterly taken down.
In front of all the guests, the Emperor gave the shocking announcement that he was engaged to the protagonist, and on top of being majorly humiliated, as revenge for all the bullying she had done until then, the Kisshouin company had its stocks bought up and was taken over, Reika’s father’s fraud was exposed, and the entire family fell into ruin.
Reika who had a strong sense of being ‘chosen’ above others and who had looked down on commoners was expelled from the upper class, and fell to the commoner class.
With her prided curls disheveled, Reika gave a mad scream, and with the readers thinking back on her villainous ways until now, they all thought “Serves you right!” and felt refreshed. In my past life, I screamed “Hell yeah!” as well.

However, if this is how my current life ends, then the situation has changed. It’s definitely no good, that kind of thing is no good.
As for why, it’s because I’ve become that complete villain, Kisshouin Reikaaaaa!!

Please, if this is a dream, let me wake up from it.

*imouto*

*imouto*

*imouto*

────────Unfortunately, I did not wake up from the dream.

The shock to my five-year-old body was too great, and I collapsed on the spot, and stayed in bed with developmental fever.
While having feverish nightmares of my certain future of ruin, I cried in terror.

To begin with, in my old life I was a complete commoner.
From my primary to high school, all of them were public schools, and in my high school days I worked a part time job to save up for a mobile.
I was born to an incredibly average salaryman family, and with a medium build and a common face, I was honestly a girl you could find just about anywhere.

I remember as far as graduating from vocational school and looking for a job. I can’t remember anything from after that. I have absolutely no memory of getting married, or having children, or approaching old age.
Could it be that I died around 20? That’s what it means to have no memories past there, right?
Or could it be that for some reason or other I’ve become a vegetable, and right now I’m continuing to dream of a manga that I liked from back when I was healthy?

Rather than a reincarnation story that I’d see in a dream, a story about dreaming as a vegetable seems more likely though.

Only, it was tough when I had the fever, when I fall over it hurts, and my meals are yummy too. The sensations were too realistic.
As long as I knew how real these sensations were, I just couldn’t really decide “It’s just a dream anyway, so it’s fine~”.
It didn’t matter if I’d reincarnated or if this was a dream, but if I was possessing someone else’s body, anybody was fine, so I really wished it could be anyone other than Reika. I sincerely thought so, you know.

After recovering from my teething fever, the first thing I thought was ‘Wouldn’t it be fine to fail the exam to Zui’ran Academy then?’.

Zui’ran Academy is the pinnacle of schools for rich people. Just going to the school is a better status symbol than anything else.
My Kisshouin family is a powerful one that hails from a Kazoku aristocratic house, and manages a number of companies. Both of my parents believe in the importance of bloodline, and are basically lumps of pride that believe that they’re a special type of human.
And so, from before I was even a year old I was going to infant classes, in order to hammer in what I needed for the Zui’ran Academy entrance exam. Even the kindergarten I went to was one that boasted high rates of Zui’ran entrances; a ‘brand name’ kindergarten, you see.
I think at this rate, with my lineage, parentage, and assets, I’m going to get into Zui’ran. But if I go to school there, I’ll meet with disaster in the end.

If I don’t get involved with the main characters and live my own life, perhaps I’ll be able to avoid destruction.
I mean, Zui’ran isn’t the only rich people school. There are plenty of schools for Ojousamas, aren’t there?
Right! That’s what I’m going to do!

Or so I had determined, but the moment I saw my parents’ faces, my determination wavered.
As lumps of pride, wouldn’t my parents treat the daughter who “failed to get into Zui’ran” as the dregs of our family and just abandon me?
I do have the memories as an adult from my old life(?), but living as a 5 year old whose parents treat her coldly would be tough.

And also, even if I failed to get into the Primary School Section, I can still get in during the Middle School Section.
Well, Zui’ran has “that”, so only those who get in during Primary School are real Zui’ran Students, and even if I got in during the Middle School Section, I doubt my parents would fully approve.

Okaasama is acting like I’ve already gotten in (she told me “this is the school you’re going to attend.” before I even took an exam, after all). And almost all my relatives are attending Zui’ran, or have graduated from Zui’ran.
As for the courage I’d need to purposefully fail in an environment like this, it’s absolutely impossible for me now that I’ve gotten back the memories of a cowardly super-plebeian.

Can’t be helped. Guess I’ll resign myself and go.

But I’m going to give it my all to avoid becoming a villainess character like in the original manga. It’s tough being hated, right?
And even if I can’t avoid that, I want to at least start planning for what happens after my family is ruined.

1. Cherish harmony amongst others. Don’t make needless enemies.
2. Do not waste money. Steadily save up the pocket money you get. Set aside college tuition for after the fall.
3. Do not get involved with the Emperor. Naturally, do not get involved with the Protagonist who will appear during the High School Section.
4. Show no interest in other people’s romance, or else show a smile and faintly flaunt the fact that you won’t get in their way. “Faintly” is important here; you can’t have too much of a presence.
5. Even if you do fall into ruin, make sure to find a job that will provide for your meals. The goal is a government worker.

Alright. Guess that’s good enough for now.

Unwilling villainess, Kisshouin Reika, will now give it her all to lead a life of peace and tranquility!

*imouto*

*imouto*

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Announcement (Fluffy Novel)

I’m pretty sure translating Otoburi made me one of the first to begin translating girly fluffy web novels.

These days we’ve got things from Soshite, Tensei Oujo, Yandere Otomege, to non-romances like Destruction Flag.

And the fact that we have all these series now makes it all the more conspicuous that the Queen of such stories is being neglected, with hardly anybody reading it or talking about it.

I am talking of course, about Kenkyo Kenjitsu.

And of course, this post is about picking it up.

Thank you, Shia.

I can’t guarantee I’ll be very fast, but since I’m apparently more popular than the other translator, hopefully this will get new people reading. Well, if things go well I’ll still be translating it the most after Tilea though, so hm~

I’ll get two more Tilea chapters done tonight, and then start on chapter 1. I’d say look forward to it, but everybody has already read to at least chapter 22, so um, half look forward to it.

It’ll be translated in a completely different style, I hope, and if you ever thought about re-reading it, give mine a try.

「今日のお兄ちゃんはおかしいよ!怖いよ!ッ!?いやだよっ!いやぁ!やめて!やめてぇっ!!」